[Ace is visibly affected by Smoker's words, and he flushes beautifully pink over his cheeks, ears, and chest. And he swallows hard, nodding as Smoker stretches him because yes, he wants this. He wants rougher sex that lasts longer, he wants to feel more, he wants to be utterly wrecked on Smoker's cock.] Feels different this way. I use spit on my fingers when I... [His voice trails off, he figures that it's obvious.] But I'm pretty easy on myself. Nothing too big to put in.