Yeah brat. I won't hurt you. Or even let you hurt yourself. Not until you know exactly what you want, and even then, every time you think you're going to lose control, explode, and hurt everyone you ever loved or touched, I'll be right there to wrap around you and stop you from hurting anyone, even yourself. [His promise to the first Ace, though a lot of it was unspoken.]

And anyway, if you didn't enjoy it, if you didn't want it so much, crave it like a merciless addiction that wouldn't leave you alone, so you thought about it day and night, and try though you might, you couldn't get it out of your head. If you weren't so ecstatic you were screaming my name so loudly that even soundproofing my bedroom for you wasn't enough, if you weren't consistently weak at the knees just remembering--

Then I wouldn't be able to fucking look at myself in the mirror.

I am the best at what I do Portgas. Never forget that. [Cranking on bolts again like he didn't just say something meaningful or... well not sexy... but whatever. Significant.]