She's half yours, you know. So try not to drop her on her head like your baby brother. I'd hate to see her lose whatever brains she got in spite of constantly trying to play with fire like me disappear too suddenly.
[...No reaction worth getting. He thought there would be more to it.
To give up, or try harder? This is the dilemma. Worse, it's really hitting him that this is a big deal, and he needs to step up to the plate. Maybe. But he's barely out of his teens, and dammit, he doesn't know how to human well. Much less adult and parent.] She's a big girl, she'll be okay. But give me a second, this is a conversation that shouldn't be had over text, since she's *ours*.
[Ace is sitting on his bed again, undressed save for some tiny shorts that really have no business actually being considered outerwear. As far as what the video shows, he might as well be naked.] So I really need to be around, I gotta do this parenting thing right. But damn, it's hard to figure this out. [Ace sighs.] She's not a little kid, and she doesn't know me at all... But we've got this, we'll help her adjust and be there if she needs anything. That's what parents do, right? [Ace is actually serious about this part.] I'll take good care of her. Promise.
[His entire stance relaxes, and he pulls out the full stop sexy brat mode. His hair is already messed up, his expression is nothing less than naughty, and his voice is low and all but dripping with sex when he speaks again.] And I'll take even better care of you, daddy.
[HE IS EATING ALL OF THIS UP. Oh damn, this is the best reaction he's gotten from Smoker so far. And he's going to just keep up the bratty twink act for as long as it benefits him, because this is just too good.] We're parents together. We should do some bonding, so we're on the same page. [Catching his lower lip in his teeth gently for a moment, and lets it go with a sigh.] I mean, I wanna do this right. [A pause.] With you.
C'mon, don't you like it when I call you daddy? [He might be arching up just a little, trying to pass it off as a normal stretch.] 'Cause I could be so good for you. And you know I'm in need of some guidance.
You didn't say if you liked it or not. [Sliding his hand down his hairless chest, so slowly, and then out of sight.] You gonna give me a little discipline? Turn me over a knee? [He's in full on young and trouble mode now. Not that it wasn't there before, but spankings. He's not sure that he's into the idea, but he would happily give it a chance.]
[DEFINITELY watching.] Yeah. Both. Take your lap front down in mine and give you a sharp smack. Maybe more than one since it'd take a bit to make any lessons with you stick.
[No, he won't, it's not Smoker's style, but he's kind of amused by this, and he isn't even pretending he's not.]
And then make sure you're nice and sensitive there and can't sit properly or even stand just right without thinking of me and my touch.
[This is a damn challenge now.] A good daddy shouldn't hurt his boy too much. Be careful with me. [He's still unsure on the idea of actually getting spanked, he's not a literal kid or anything, but damn the fact that he's getting Smoker to play along is a plus. This still feels a little weird to him, he's got massive parent based issues as is, but god the reactions are worth it.] You don't have to spank me to keep my mind on you. I think about you all the time.
Seriously? Come on, I'm putting on a show and you're not even playing along. [Ace huffs.] You need to get on that, I'm starting to get impatient. You're gonna get an even dirtier show next time, if I don't pounce before then. [Ace shakes his head.] So is the daddy thing hot or not? I don't wanna push it if you're not into it.
[Oh no. He adores this stupid brat and will fight everyone and everything to keep him to himself and never share.]
[Absolute favorite brat.]
Portgas... you could call me anything, and I'd find it hot. [Well, not so much the schoolgirl thing. He has limits. BUT ANYTHING ELSE.] So long as you're calling me.
[Oh god why is it so easy for Smoker to turn it back onto him with just a little sincerity? Ace is so weak against him, and he's pink cheeked and flustered at that response.] Well I'm gonna keep calling you.
I really want this, you know that. But it's not a joke, and it's not just for sex. I mean, I wanna know what you like. What turns you on, so I can make you feel good and please you. Both in bed and out of it.
[Ace is just a little fidgety, it's easy for him to sell the huge sexual savant act when he's the one doing it alone, but the moment Smoker says a word with any sort of push behind it Ace melts. And he's struggling now to decide if he wants to force this to go further, or if he's going to keep himself well behaved and not push Smoker.]
I want you so bad, it kinda hurts. Just hearing your voice makes me feel kinda crazy. [His chest rises and falls with the effort of more excited breathing, and he's still red in the face. ] I know I tease you, but it's because I need that, y'know? I wanna see how much you want me. Makes me feel good somehow.
[But he feels like this is too much vulnerable, too much sweetness. He's rolled over and showed a lot of his metaphorical belly in this talk already. So the brat comes back out once more.] C'mon daddy, don't neglect me. I'm giving you a lot to work with here.
[And then watching that fidgeting again with naked interest again.]
[And the cigars flat out snap in half, pretty much like Smoker's self-control when Ace says he really needs him.]
[He throws on his coat, literally heads to his bike, and lights a fesh set of cigars when he's in the garage, revving things up.]
All right, do you want me to come over or are you just--?
[RED RED RED.]
[HUFF.]
I know I said I'd give you direction but... [Snorts and shakes his head.] I can't. Not if you're going to be that...
[Huff puff.]
[Focusing on the cigars. Breathe. Gotta be steady enough to drive.]
Portgas, I wasn't kidding when I said you pretty much set my world on fire and wrote your name in the ashes.
I'm not good with words. I just... do what I want. You know?
[Kicks his feet into gear.]
I compartmentalize too. Don't try so hard.
I wasn't ever jealous over Faye, you know? I stepped aside for Namur, but he had a promise to someone and her on another world, I stepped aside for another guy who disappeared, and then Aizawa had a massive crush on her, and I stepped aside for him too, but he was worried he'd leave her and she'd be worse than ever. Go figure.
But you? Every time you're honest with me, real with me, fucking trust me... [CLOSES HIS EYES AND TAKES A DEEP BREATH before blowing a cloud of smoke directly up.] You blow me away, Portgas. In those moments if you asked me to find you some rare exotic flower, or level a mountain with my bare fists, or go diving exploring the ocean with Namur, I'd do it. All of it. Any of it.
The only times I stop overthinking are when I run on instinct with you. It's a little harder than before in some ways, and a little easier in others. I don't blend everything at once as well as you. You're honestly better at a lot of this shit than I am, and being older isn't enough to make up for it. So if you want to know how to lead me on a leash? You've got it. But I'm not as acrobatic as you. I don't switch gears well. It takes me longer than you to catch up to you. So really serious shit, you can distract me from if you want to. But if you want to deal with it, don't mix both in or I'll go insane.
More insane.
[Small grin.] Does that help?
So yeah, I can talk... anything you want. But if you'd rather fuck, I'm down for that too. But I'll pretty much be useless until I settle down and switch gears back to thinking. [Waves a hand.] I'm this way about work and fighting too. It's another reason I chose bikes. I don't get so absorbed I can't be interrupted.
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She's half yours, you know. So try not to drop her on her head like your baby brother. I'd hate to see her lose whatever brains she got in spite of constantly trying to play with fire like me disappear too suddenly.
[But he's teasing.]
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To give up, or try harder? This is the dilemma. Worse, it's really hitting him that this is a big deal, and he needs to step up to the plate. Maybe. But he's barely out of his teens, and dammit, he doesn't know how to human well. Much less adult and parent.] She's a big girl, she'll be okay. But give me a second, this is a conversation that shouldn't be had over text, since she's *ours*.
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[His entire stance relaxes, and he pulls out the full stop sexy brat mode. His hair is already messed up, his expression is nothing less than naughty, and his voice is low and all but dripping with sex when he speaks again.] And I'll take even better care of you, daddy.
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You're overthinking it. She's your age, idiot.
[RUBS HIS FUCKING FACE WITH A GLOVED HAND...]
[AND LIGHTS UP CIGARS... ONLY HALF LOOKING AND 100% RED LOBSTER.]
[Sob sob. He is the best parent. Clearly.]
[CLEARLY.]
[He knows Ace is just fucking with him AND YET--]
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She doesn't know me either, but that's never stopped us before.
[PEEKS AN EYE OUT.] What are you doing, Portgas?
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Portgas.
[His ears are probably smoking.]
[Any other day he'd almost admire the sheer fucking audacity.]
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When I said I wanted to look after G5 like Whitebeard did for pirates like you, I didn't mean as a parent.
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[No, he won't, it's not Smoker's style, but he's kind of amused by this, and he isn't even pretending he's not.]
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[Absolute favorite brat.]
Portgas... you could call me anything, and I'd find it hot. [Well, not so much the schoolgirl thing. He has limits. BUT ANYTHING ELSE.] So long as you're calling me.
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[And then watching that fidgeting again with naked interest again.]
[And the cigars flat out snap in half, pretty much like Smoker's self-control when Ace says he really needs him.]
[He throws on his coat, literally heads to his bike, and lights a fesh set of cigars when he's in the garage, revving things up.]
All right, do you want me to come over or are you just--?
[RED RED RED.]
[HUFF.]
I know I said I'd give you direction but... [Snorts and shakes his head.] I can't. Not if you're going to be that...
[Huff puff.]
[Focusing on the cigars. Breathe. Gotta be steady enough to drive.]
Portgas, I wasn't kidding when I said you pretty much set my world on fire and wrote your name in the ashes.
I'm not good with words. I just... do what I want. You know?
[Kicks his feet into gear.]
I compartmentalize too. Don't try so hard.
I wasn't ever jealous over Faye, you know? I stepped aside for Namur, but he had a promise to someone and her on another world, I stepped aside for another guy who disappeared, and then Aizawa had a massive crush on her, and I stepped aside for him too, but he was worried he'd leave her and she'd be worse than ever. Go figure.
But you? Every time you're honest with me, real with me, fucking trust me... [CLOSES HIS EYES AND TAKES A DEEP BREATH before blowing a cloud of smoke directly up.] You blow me away, Portgas. In those moments if you asked me to find you some rare exotic flower, or level a mountain with my bare fists, or go diving exploring the ocean with Namur, I'd do it. All of it. Any of it.
The only times I stop overthinking are when I run on instinct with you. It's a little harder than before in some ways, and a little easier in others. I don't blend everything at once as well as you. You're honestly better at a lot of this shit than I am, and being older isn't enough to make up for it. So if you want to know how to lead me on a leash? You've got it. But I'm not as acrobatic as you. I don't switch gears well. It takes me longer than you to catch up to you. So really serious shit, you can distract me from if you want to. But if you want to deal with it, don't mix both in or I'll go insane.
More insane.
[Small grin.] Does that help?
So yeah, I can talk... anything you want. But if you'd rather fuck, I'm down for that too. But I'll pretty much be useless until I settle down and switch gears back to thinking. [Waves a hand.] I'm this way about work and fighting too. It's another reason I chose bikes. I don't get so absorbed I can't be interrupted.
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