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[Closes his eyes.]

[Not enjoying it.]

I haven't decided yet.

[Definitely doesn't like the hum. Nope.]

Maybe I'll decide instead.

[and do you really want a pirate to have that much control? do you?

It's nice to see Smoker close his eyes like that though. Even if Ace knew that the fall out from this was going to prevent him from doing it again. But that's the way it was between pirates and Marines]

[Grunts... and shoves Ace's face away.]

Don't think I'll let you do whatever you want.

Try and stop me.

[takes the plunge and presses his mouth the side of Smoker's neck, grazing just a little with his teeth]

[Deep breath. Stiffens. Straightens his back.]

[Just... ignore.]

[Think of how Adela might feel if --]

[Pushes Ace's face again.]

Don't tempt me kid.

[Because calling him "kid" irks him. So... there. >:T]

Why not? Don't tell me you're that weak...

[he tasted good too. Ace wants to bite him and feel the resistance of flesh under his teeth. But for the moment he just traces a reddening ear with a fingertip]

Yeah, I'm not.

So stopping you more forcibly than necessary wasn't my initial plan. Don't push it.

[Feigns arching eyebrow and mock suspicion.] Unless that was your plan all along? Is that why the questions about masochism?

[Pokes Ace's cheek with now-gloved hands.] You're the real masochist?

[aww it's completely changing the tone. Fine don't react.

Killjoy.]

Maybe a little.

[shrugs and puts his hands in his pockets, leaning back on his heels]

When I think about some of it, it sounds kinda fun.

[... Ears red.]

[He forgets how he was resisting the urge to do things he'll hate himself for again.]

[Something something redheads... something.]

[It'd be so much better, AGAIN to grab him by the string and beads, kiss him, take his stupid breath away, no more hot breath on his ears and neck and instead just stealing it for his own, and Smoker would REALLY appreciate it if his mind didn't fill him with the memory of doing just that. Why had he done it again? Other than impulse. And talking too much. And shutting him up.]

[Ugh.]

[Stubbornly focuses on an engine.]

Hand me that wrench, will ya?

[Vaguely, BARELY gestures to a toolbox by Ace, though he half expects it to be chucked hard at his head ala Adela style.]

[Not that he wouldn't deserve it.]

[hands and sits cross-legged on the floor.]

How's it coming?

[Deep breath. He's too close. He can smell him and --]

Good.

[Works on the bolts so he can both take it apart, but then sets them down carefully to put them back in later.]

You should have a skateboard with sail that can scale building sides and go on rooftops when it's done.

But you're not getting it until I get my jitte back.

[Obviously.]

Eh? It's for me? That sounds so cool!

[excited!]

You'll get it back I wasn't planning on keeping it...

Hey can it go on water too?

[lakjsdlkajsd]

[Oh no.]

[Don't look at him like that.]

Hn... [Fumbles around for sunglasses. Shut up, that smile is too damn bright!]

No, that will have to be separate. I can't get wheels and the right surface tension for water and building sides or tops.

But we'll work something out.

Thank Adela, not me.

Two is fine

[nabs Smoker's sunglasses and pokes them on his own face.]

Holy crap it's dark! [holds up hands to feel around, grabbing accidentally on purpose to Smoker's inner thigh]

Also if I can't thank you than I don't owe you a jitte in return do I?

What?

Hn. I'll get it back on my own terms. It's not a bribe.

[If this is innuendo, he didn't get it, he's also kind of distracted.]

[... well now it's a challenge]

If you can...

[and just grins up at him with the slightly too big sunglasses on and slides his hand further up Smoker's thigh wondering when he's going to be stopped]

[Joke's on you Ace. :|]

[:|]

[Leastways... he doesn't stop him.]

[Because that would require acknowledging it was happening. And that would be bad.]

[So he just rolls his eyes and folds his arms.]

Of course I can.

You're on, Taisa.

[he's just going to keep on going. You think he'll stop? Hell to the no is he going to stop! He's just going to keep going....

And keep going until he gets to the center of Smoker's power and just... stops]

....

I am seriously touching your dick right now.

[that is not something he'd ever thought he'd do]

[Punches Ace's jaw, and rolls his eyes, turning his back to Ace.]

[WHICH IS PROBABLY A BAD IDEA BUT WHATEVER APPARENTLY LEAVING HIS FRONT TO HIM IS NOT A GOOD IDEA EITHER SO FUCK IT.]

So don't.

Dumbass.

[He needs a drink. And coffee. And both together.]

Edited 2016-07-29 22:28 (UTC)

[okay he deserved the hit. But he stares at his hand, curling and uncurling his fingers. It wasn't if he'd never done a mutually beneficial handy before but for some reason it was a lot different. He blushed and bowed]

Ah thank you. No! I mean... my apologies.

[then he straightens and stares at the back of Smoker's neck. He wants to bite it. He wants to scratch a line down it with his fingernail. He wants to suck on it like a peach pit but... but... maybe he went too far.]

You want me to tell you where I hid your pants?

[fair is fair right?]

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