[Ace honestly is addicted to the rumbling, to the kisses, to the sweeter side of Smoker. He's getting a lot of that gentle attention right now, bodies pressed together and warm, and he really is excited. But then Smoker is talking, and it's serious. Something important that Ace needs to listen to. And he doesn't want serious, he just wants to be railed into the bed. He's so desperate that he's wriggling a little, hips shifting, foot pressing against the sheets, and that makes this even harder for him.
But there is something worth hearing here, and Ace meets Smoker's gaze without being mocking or teasing for this. He can pull the bratty act again later. For now, this is a time to get his point across and love on Smoker while he does it. And one of Ace's hands slides up into Smoker's hair, the back of his head held gently, fingers combing through in a way that would be comforting in a different situation. But for Ace, it's just intended as a show of participation. That he's here now and really listening.
And gods, when Smoker blushes Ace's world spins and his mind waivers. Smoker is such a powerful, frightening man, and there he is with pink cheeks, and it's adorable.] I don't want it, this time. And I don't want you to make your cum smoke. I don't care if it's sticky, I wanna feel everything. Maybe next time, if you wanna use it, sure. But I really wanna feel you inside of me, nothing in between us. Besides... [Ace nips hard at Smoker's ear, and then presses soft kisses against the side of his face.] I'm not a girl. It's not like there's any risk, right?
[Ace shivers at the admission, it feels dirtier to say it than it did to have Smoker's fingers inside of him. And there's something hilarious to him about that, that he's red faced and nervous about saying that he wants to go without a condom while he's sloppy and slicked up with lubricant.] I'm not gonna devalue me. Or you. Or just let anyone randomly fuck me. I'm picky. So I'm not going to just let anyone where you are now. [And he means it. He has to have that connection, that need, that place inside of him fulfilled before he wants to sleep with someone.]
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But there is something worth hearing here, and Ace meets Smoker's gaze without being mocking or teasing for this. He can pull the bratty act again later. For now, this is a time to get his point across and love on Smoker while he does it. And one of Ace's hands slides up into Smoker's hair, the back of his head held gently, fingers combing through in a way that would be comforting in a different situation. But for Ace, it's just intended as a show of participation. That he's here now and really listening.
And gods, when Smoker blushes Ace's world spins and his mind waivers. Smoker is such a powerful, frightening man, and there he is with pink cheeks, and it's adorable.] I don't want it, this time. And I don't want you to make your cum smoke. I don't care if it's sticky, I wanna feel everything. Maybe next time, if you wanna use it, sure. But I really wanna feel you inside of me, nothing in between us. Besides... [Ace nips hard at Smoker's ear, and then presses soft kisses against the side of his face.] I'm not a girl. It's not like there's any risk, right?
[Ace shivers at the admission, it feels dirtier to say it than it did to have Smoker's fingers inside of him. And there's something hilarious to him about that, that he's red faced and nervous about saying that he wants to go without a condom while he's sloppy and slicked up with lubricant.] I'm not gonna devalue me. Or you. Or just let anyone randomly fuck me. I'm picky. So I'm not going to just let anyone where you are now. [And he means it. He has to have that connection, that need, that place inside of him fulfilled before he wants to sleep with someone.]