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Sounds like a good deal to me.

[He's just so happy.

Ace makes a small noise under his breath, it's distressing to think about even now.] Yeah. I did my best. But here, I can do better. I've got more options, more choices. And don't worry, I know what I'm worth. [He has dismal self esteem, honestly. But he'll lie and grin to make people happy. Cocky is way easier than emotionally vulnerable as a rule.]

You know I'm gonna. I can't wait to try it.

[Chuckles and sucks on Ace's neck some more.] So sure of that?

[Drags his fingers over Smoker's shoulders again, mimicking what he did with the flames.] Yeah. It's something I thought about when I got off before. How it'd taste, and feel.

[Growls and leans into both the fingers and up a little to suck on Ace's earlobe, shuddering slightly.] Fuck.

[KISSES ACE HARD.] All this just because of Namur???

[Well, and the dying without getting to experience it, but still.]

[Ace grins, that is the kind of reaction he lives for. ] He just set the ball rolling. All of this is me, and what I want. [Ace nips a little harder at Smoker. He's in full teasing mode now. Well fucked, feeling loved, and ready to play a little more.] And I really want to suck your cock sometime, get on my knees and worship you. Show you how good you are, how glad I am to be yours. And that's not all I want.

[More growls and Smoker basically attacks Ace in kisses and sucking on him.]

What else do you want?

[Low gravelly voice. If he gets turned on again this quickly he's going to kill Ace maybe.]

[The more frantic pace of kisses and sucks does affect Ace, incredibly. But he's focused on the task at hand, which is making Smoker lose it.]

I said earlier, that I want to ride you. Wanna wear my hats and boots and nothing else, and just get on top and do all the work. Feel how deep you get inside of me that way, so you can put your hands on me and just enjoy the work that I do. That sounds so good. And I said I wanted to be filmed, it's not fair that you get to see what it looks like when you fill me up and I don't. [Ace's nails dig in a little, and he shifts his hips. It's really hard to stay calm for the sake of the teasing when he's talking so blatantly.] And I do want you to fuck me where someone might see. That's hot as hell, I wanna be claimed where there's some risk.

[God, the voice is hot, but maybe pass on literal murder.]

[Grunts and lets out a slow ragged breath, more nibbles to Ace's shoulders though.]

Okay. We'll do all of that. [He's trying to think, but his brain is kind of hyper focused again, and it's a problem.]

Fuck, Portgas... [Flicks Ace's nipples teasingly and massages his legs again.]

[Smoker's reactions are driving Ace wild, why does just a small noise and change in breathing make him feel so desperate? He's liked Smoker's reactions from the start, though. And he thrives on encouragement, small signs or large and Smoker reacts.]

Good, 'cause I really wanna. That's not all, though...

[Another thing worth noting, nipples being messed with his a plus, and Ace's hand fists in Smoker's hair, pulling gently. He's not too pushy, yet, but this is rapidly heading towards him begging, like he promised he would.] Why does it feel so much better when you touch me? Everything I can do to myself feels so much nicer when it's your hands on me.

[He starts to growl at the hands in his hair...]

[And then just laughs at the question.]

[And kisses Ace more.]

That's how it always is, Hot Sauce. [Nuzzles.] I haven't touched myself since I was a god damn teenager. [Nips an earlobe.] Even things you don't like are better from someone else than what you do like from yourself. [He wonders if that's different for actual narcissists and normal people who don't have the self-loathing issues Ace and Smoker have.... but he doubts it.]

[Ace runs his nails over Smoker's scalp when he laughs, this is a shift of pace but still something worth talking about.] The only time I really touched myself was when I was practicing for you. Want to see how it'd feel, but it didn't really compare to the real thing. [Ace doesn't know how it is for other people, but he just didn't get worked up that much until he had Smoker's attention. Everything else was lackluster and he didn't care enough about the people around him on a sexual level to want more than the couple of basic hand jobs that he gave and received.] I still wanna set up a video for you, so you can watch me touch myself. Maybe it'll be better if you're watching me.

I don't have a complaint against that.

[Which is tsun speak for "I want it."]

Didn't think you would. You'd like it, me all spread out for you, putting on a good show. [He blinks. Something needs to be done.] I need to get some of the stuff you used, spit only does so much.

Fuck yeah I would. I'll take you to a shop to get some. Let you go wild trying some out.

Wait, they have shops for stuff like that? What else do they have there? [Ace's sexual education is minimal at best, his mind's going to be blown.]

Flavored condoms, dildos so you don't have to use your fingers, fuzzy handcuffs, [Thinks.] Oh. Porn. Err, for people who want videos other people fucking. Some wilder shit. Avoid the whips and chains, Portgas. No matter how much you trust me, you start with that and I'll just stick a ball gag in your mouth. They have those too. And anal beads and cock rings and....

[Right this reminds him. THE TALK he promised not to ignore. Cuddles his dumb young pirate. Ex-Pirate. He wondered if he could buy off Portgas' bounty here and if it'd count. Well, it wouldn't because Portgas didn't have one here. So it was a silly moot thought anyway. But slapping Akainu with a fat wad of red bills was a GREAT mental image Smoker is going to hold onto and maybe share.]

Look, some diseases get spread through semen and -- other sexual things. Blood too. Remember how I said if Namur ever picks up something I hated to be in that chain? Yeah. That's how it works. Augustine and Rip are vampires-ish. So diseases like that are different for them, and I don't know how it is for fishmen and mermaids, I think mermaids were weaker to human diseases though, annnnnd Rowan is a wolf, but I don't know what that means for her regeneration or now. But don't count on your logia protecting you. [Points to the scar on his head.] Not even logia can protect you from everything.

You probably know some fishmen and giants don't want to mix blood. Most of it's superstition, but some of it is just... diseases change species to species, and humans spread a lot of disease in sex. Things like condoms help protect against it, all right?

And if me or anyone else ever, ever pushes you to do something you don't like... don't pull some tough guy shit. There's no fucking shame in not liking certain stuff. Or being vanilla. Sex with someone you like is never boring. So if you need to spice it up, it's them, and your relationship with them, not the sex. And sex won't fix that.

[Quiet for a moment... and fuck it. Let's just throw it all at the wall, Smoker figures.]

Tell me honestly, how much does the Daddy thing bother you? Honestly, Portgas.

Okay, I... [Ace is seriously pink cheeked now.] Dildos replace fingers, right? Gags... keep you shut up. I don't wanna see other people having sex, I don't want whips, chains, cuffs, anything that makes me think of prison. I like it when you get rough with me, when it feels like you're making me do something even though I know I have a choice in it. But I don't wanna end up too freaked out, y'know? If you want something like that you gotta give me time, or really get me worked up. Because tied? Sure. But cuffed'll make me remember Impel Down. Damn...

[He doesn't know about so much of this, and he feels ignorant. Like he's behind somehow. But Dadan didn't want to handle sexual education, Ace was so angry as a child and teen that arousal didn't even factor in at first, and his desires and tastes weren't really shaping until recently. He's just now learning what feels good, so this is a lot of deal with.

The talk of diseases catches his interest, and he's heard about people being called dirty before, in regards to relationships and sex. And goodness, that's probably the main use of a condom, to keep clean and safe. But he doesn't think he really likes the idea of it anyway, as long as Smoker stays clean.] Okay. Got it. What don't you like? Is there anything you don't wanna do? [Ace pauses again at the daddy talk, and has to figure out how to breech this subject.] It felt wrong, and good at the same time. I liked how you reacted, and I like that you're older than me... [It feels dirty sometimes, in a fun way.] I like things that feel like I shouldn't do them. But it's also... [Gods, how to say this.] Does it bother you? I don't know how I feel about it, but I also like saying it. As long as it gets you to fuck me, it's something worth callin' you.

Dildos are... like artificial cocks. They also have vibrators. Usually more for women. Dildos can go up the ass. But anal beads are... definitely for the ass, and -- seriously? You wear this necklace and no one's ever been lewd about uses for it on you? -- whatever. They're specifically for the ass, dildos are more to play with your prostate.

I don't want to remind you of Impel Down, that would depress me. [Kisses Ace's forehead. Dumb brat.]

You don't have to do anything special to make me fuck you, Portgas. [Tugs him by the beads and kisses hard again, tongue lapping at Ace's mouth this time and very lightly grinding against him to remind Ace just how easily he turned Smoker on.] Honestly, you sucking on ears or fingers in public makes me snap hard enough to need to fuck you right then and there, what makes you think you have to try so hard?

[Snorts, and nuzzles, and moves around so Ace is on top for a bit so Ace can have better control of the situation for now.]

It makes me nervous. Not because of me, but because...

I know it's a loaded thing. For you. Adela's only a few years younger than you, Whitebeard meant everything other than your brothers, and...

[Tilts his head and braces to get punched in the face.] I know you loathe Roger.

[Taps Smoker's temples with two fingers.] Like I said, brat. I stop thinking almost never. I put it on hold while I'm fucking you, but eventually it starts up again. So it's not that I dislike it, but I can't separate it. Or compartmentalize it. And if you actually thought of me as --

[B L U S H.]

[Glances sideways!]

[EARS RED.]

[How does he?]

[Pulls Ace down for a hard kiss.]

[BRACES FOR MORE PUNCHES!!! o_<] I'm hardly going to mind being compared to the the greatest pirates before your brothers' time.

No one's ever said anything like that! But I've got a lot that I need to get, gotta have fun stuff to use when I'm showing off for you. We'll make a date of it. [He grins cheekily, all bright eyed mischief now that he's not so sex drugged. But god, Smoker saying that it would depress him to make Ace think of Impel Down is amazing, he feels so cared for, and Ace presses an especially sweet kiss against Smoker in response. Which turns into a hell of an intense kiss, and Ace presses his hips up against Smoker in response to the grinding, he's not light about anything. ] Oh, so you've got a thing for your fingers being sucked too? I'm gonna take advantage of that.

[Once on top of Smoker, Ace pulls himself into a seated position, mimicking the position that he's desperate to try out. And honestly, he's tempted to reach back and grasp Smoker's cock, jerk him to tempt him, round two is absolutely in the brat's mind. But instead he grabs one of Smoker's hands and laps at his skin, before sucking gently on two fingers. Making sure to keep his eyes on Smoker while he does.]

[But then Smoker says that it makes him nervous, and that it's a loaded thing, and why the fuck did he have to bring up that man when Ace is naked and happy and curious about nicer things?

He lets the fingers slip from his mouth and he sighs.]

Look, I'm gonna be honest. I think I'm in love with you. You're fucking fantastic. The sex was the best thing I've ever felt. But fuck's sake, Smoker. This makes me want to fucking punch the hell out of you.

[Ace brought this on himself with the daddy kink bullshit. He really did. And he reaches over, without even getting up, and pulls a pillow off of the bed and shoves his face into it and screams in frustration. And then tosses it aside.]

I really... don't know how I feel about him. Pops was my father. Roger was dead before I was born, and I used to hate him. I really did. But... [Ace buries his face in his hands and wants to scream again. This is so hard. And he wanted to fuck again, not get caught up on his multitude of fucking father issues.] Prison and execution kinda shifted things. I-Why are we talking about this?!

[GOD. IF THERE WAS A SELF-LOATHING CHART OR THERMOMETER, SMOKER JUST BROKE IT.]

[As soon as Ace latches onto the words about having his fingers sucked, Smoker winces, and feels like Garp having a "Shouldn't have said that moment." And then when Ace sucks on them? HE KNOWS HE SHOULDN'T HAVE. Because he all but snaps and throws Ace to the floor to fuck him madly.]

[AND THEN EVERYTHING GOES TO HELL IN THE EPIC FASHION IT ONLY CAN WITH SMOKER BECAUSE SMOKER IS A FUCK UP WHO CAN'T HANDLE EMOTIONS AND SERIOUS SHIT EVER.]

[Yes.]

[Beautiful.]

[Wait...]

[DON'T TELL HIM YOU MORE THAN LIKE HIM. HE CAN BARELY HANDLE YOU LIKING HIM!!!]

[Fuck fuck fuck.]

[Breathe.]

I really wish you would.

[Quietly about Ace punching the hell out of him.]

[And as Ace screams into the pillow, Smoker winces and moves to cuddle the brat all the same, and gently kisses Ace's knuckles.]

[WORDS.]

[Fuck.]

[He is WORSE with words than emotions. Is that possible? Maybe they're just equally at 0. Or in the negatives.]

[More kissing Ace's knuckles and Smoker quietly moves him into his lap, willing to let Ace punch him as needed.]

Easier when you don't think about it and get to play tough, isn't it?

[A quiet snort, because Smoker knows it is. He's the same way. Was trying to do that from the start and Ace and others didn't really let him.]

[Finally Smoker takes Ace's face in both hands and leans his forehead against Ace's.]

[Firefist. Portgas. Brat. Hot Sauce. Mine. Just call him Ace. How HARD is that? Okay, it almost took a year to call Aizawa Shouta, and he's not a pirate, but... so what? He's known Ace a lot longer. Why is he so weak?!]

[He gives up trying and back to kissing knuckles.]

I said you're worth taking it slow for. This is some shit I shouldn't neglect. And if you let me... I always will. I'll always turn it into fucking you, and trying to make you smile, because I'm not strong enough yet.

[Pushes Ace to lie down in front of him with Smoker on his side protectively holding Ace like a smaller spoon. Love. Fuck. Fuck. Okay part of him... had to know it. He's just... Bad at every single ounce of this.]

Ace.

[He did it! It's not "I love you," but... it's a step.]

[Smoker moves to gently lay Ace flat to look him in the eyes and pin him with his other elbow under Ace's shoulder.]

[There's a lot of emotions. And even though Smoker doesn't experience them nearly as close to the surface and overwhelmingly as Ace, he gets it. It's like he tried to tell Ace before. It fucked with his head...]

[Which is why he can't help it. He starts laughing, and grabs a cigar for both of them again.]

[It's a tough word for him. For now, he just has to do his best to show things, and hope that counts. And he moves back to Ace's side, though, he leaves an arm protectively over Ace's shoulders and gently kisses his cheek near his an ear with an affectionate dog-like nudge.]

Sorry.

[Another chuckle.] All this was... shit I was thinking, but at least I didn't have to... feel it. [Closes his eyes and snorts, and moves his cigar to kisses Ace's lips, before putting the cigar back and sucking on his own.]

[Timing. Wait or...?]

[For now, Smoker just gauges Ace's temper to see how heated his blood is about all of it.]

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1/?????????? Oh god Smoker you're gonna break him

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Done

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