Yes, yours. [And Ace is absolutely loving the attention, he keeps arching his neck to give Smoker access, so he has more room to nuzzle and lick and kiss. And it does hit Ace for a moment that if it was someone else, that he didn't care so much about, he wouldn't be so happy with this, craving the weight and touch. He'd feel trapped and afraid, Impel Down left him horrified at being bound and yet here he is, almost tempted to bring up that he'd like to try it sometime.

Smoker is one hell of a drug, apparently. And he makes Ace do crazy things and like it.] You know, every time you say that you wanna kill anyone who touches me? I like it more than I should. Guess I've got a thing for possessive. [Ace takes a long deep drag, holding it for a moment before exhaling. He really doesn't like smoking as a rule, he's certainly not going to pick it up. But damn, at times like these it's hot as hell and it feels special to get to share this with Smoker.] He's my little brother. I've gotta keep him safe. Same with anyone I love. If I can't protect those people, who love me even though I-[Ace cuts himself off, he is not ready for this conversation right now.] Well what good am I?

[Ace snorts at the hot sauce comment.] I'm never gonna get over that.