[That is a power trip all over again. Ace is addicted to being able to get Smoker to respond so quickly, so strongly to him. And he runs his hands down Smoker's chest while they kiss, nails scraping gently, heating up with the threat of igniting but not actually going there.] I'm gonna look so good for you. Come on, move me. Please? [Ace honestly gets a high off of how large Smoker is, that he can just haul him around like he weighs nothing at all, and he's willing to do all the work afterwards. But for now he wants that one last feeling of having a lack of control, before he has all of it.]
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