[It's kind of a delightful blur after Ace orgasms. He registers Mine, and he nods in agreement, and he's a mess of oversensitivity and even though he's absolutely done there's still something wonderful about how it feels when Smoker speeds up. And Ace tries to keep up, but he's all but useless now. He doesn't know how to even word what he's feeling, it's so much, and he just moans as Smoker licks cum from his hand and fuck, he didn't think that could be so hot. And having Smoker finish inside of him gets a final shaken cry out of Ace, he's not even hard, he's too tired for more, but it's still as appealing the second time around.
He feels claimed, inside and out, and he's sore in a wonderful way and filled up and he doesn't know what to do. So he does nothing but kiss Smoker, worshipful little presses against his mouth, fire running over his shoulders still, anything to make him feel good and loved. Smoker is an asshole, he can be hurtful sometimes, and he's got one hell of a strange sense of humor. But Ace loves him, and he loves Ace, and they've found this place together that both of them need.
[Smoker returns the kisses, slowly and gently, tenderly moving Ace, still manhandling him, but using smoke to soften as needed, to get him off, but then lays on his back with Ace on his chest like a giant cat.]
[And gently pets Ace's hair, even before getting cigars again. Silly brat.]
[He's going to protect the hell out of him though. Even more than the Whitebeards tried. Because they didn't want to hold Ace back, and Smoker wasn't nice enough not to grab Ace and stop him from burning anything important. But for now, he's just... content. For once.]
I'm taking the evening off, obviously. So get settled in, Hot Sauce. I'm not going anywhere.
[Ace is still for a moment, free of flames, just enjoying the feeling of resting on Smoker's strong chest, listening to him breathe, enjoying the petting and attention because nothing feels as safe and good as this. He's had all the proof he needs to be more confident in this relationship, he feels so claimed, and a thousand times freer than he ever expected. Like a cat that can run free but always knows where it's home is. Where it belongs.
And right now, this is where he belongs. With Smoker.
Ace blinks lazilly at the cigars being grabbed, and he offers up a shaky hand with ignited fingers to light them up. And then it's back to snuggling up. The only thing that he does after that is ignite himself on the inside only to clean up, he wants to keep Smoker's cum inside of him, he wants to feel it there, but he's getting uncomfortable and the idea of getting up to clean up is strongly rejected. So it's a flash of heat, and he feels better. And now nothing is getting in the way of this sleepy, wonderful afterglow.] Good. 'Cause I'd be mad if you got up and left before I fell asleep. [He lifts his head a little, to peer at Smoker.] You liked it, right? I wanted to show you that I could, just because of you.
[Smoker's flat-out gobsmacked that Portgas asked. That he didn't know. That he couldn't tell. Well, guess getting the words forced out of him too was important if Ace couldn't tell this much!]
[Words.]
[Damn...]
[Did he like it?]
[Such an understatement.]
[Words....]
[Smoker buys himself more time to think with a long hard kiss.]
Portgas...
There are about a hundred thousand reasons I couldn't let anyone get to you before I did. [Holds Ace's face in both hands. Treasuring him. Cherishing.] The worst one, the one I am an absolute asshole for, is because I wanted to set the bar so high for you, no one else could ever compare, so even if shit happens, it won't matter, you'll still be thinking of me. [Gently headbutts Ace with a nudge, because Smoker is not dumb enough to crack his skull on a D's.] That's because I'm always thinking of you. And you laid claim all over any part of me you wanted, and even parts you didn't want, ages ago.
[Kisses.] This you, also broke a lot of barriers to do a bunch of firsts, things I said I didn't want, thought I didn't, but you made me want them, just like I want you.
[Snorts, and gives a headshake.] You were better than good, idiot. There is no follow-up act. It's just you.
I told you.
[Rests their foreheads together, just enjoying the close intimacy for a moment.] You set my world on fire. But I wouldn't be here if I didn't want that.
[Kisses Ace's cheek and snorts.] Do you really think I'm even capable of holding my tongue if I didn't like something?
[Gently smooshes Ace's cheeks between two fists.] Yes, Ace. You're the best. And I'd hate you more for it if I wasn't too busy enjoying it.
Reason... four, why I couldn't let anyone else touch you. Because they couldn't bring out your best. Not that I can either. But better than them.
I just wanted to show you. [Ace leans in once more to press an entirely sweet kiss against Smoker's lips. His words got confused earlier, he doesn't know if he really asked what he meant to ask, or if he just said what slipped out, or if it matters either way. He just knows that he feels so good, so safe and even though he's tired it's a contented sort of exhaustion. He doesn't care about anything besides this closeness between them, and he settles back down against Smoker's chest. Breathing slowly and steadily, there's nothing but comfortable and warm and happy in his mind and heart for the first time in a long time.
He's drank too much today, he's been struggling to sleep, and with this workout to add to it he's not going to be awake for long. And tonight, those nightmares won't be able to touch him.]
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He feels claimed, inside and out, and he's sore in a wonderful way and filled up and he doesn't know what to do. So he does nothing but kiss Smoker, worshipful little presses against his mouth, fire running over his shoulders still, anything to make him feel good and loved. Smoker is an asshole, he can be hurtful sometimes, and he's got one hell of a strange sense of humor. But Ace loves him, and he loves Ace, and they've found this place together that both of them need.
And nothing feels better to Ace than that.]
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[And gently pets Ace's hair, even before getting cigars again. Silly brat.]
[He's going to protect the hell out of him though. Even more than the Whitebeards tried. Because they didn't want to hold Ace back, and Smoker wasn't nice enough not to grab Ace and stop him from burning anything important. But for now, he's just... content. For once.]
I'm taking the evening off, obviously. So get settled in, Hot Sauce. I'm not going anywhere.
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And right now, this is where he belongs. With Smoker.
Ace blinks lazilly at the cigars being grabbed, and he offers up a shaky hand with ignited fingers to light them up. And then it's back to snuggling up. The only thing that he does after that is ignite himself on the inside only to clean up, he wants to keep Smoker's cum inside of him, he wants to feel it there, but he's getting uncomfortable and the idea of getting up to clean up is strongly rejected. So it's a flash of heat, and he feels better. And now nothing is getting in the way of this sleepy, wonderful afterglow.] Good. 'Cause I'd be mad if you got up and left before I fell asleep. [He lifts his head a little, to peer at Smoker.] You liked it, right? I wanted to show you that I could, just because of you.
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[Words.]
[Damn...]
[Did he like it?]
[Such an understatement.]
[Words....]
[Smoker buys himself more time to think with a long hard kiss.]
Portgas...
There are about a hundred thousand reasons I couldn't let anyone get to you before I did. [Holds Ace's face in both hands. Treasuring him. Cherishing.] The worst one, the one I am an absolute asshole for, is because I wanted to set the bar so high for you, no one else could ever compare, so even if shit happens, it won't matter, you'll still be thinking of me. [Gently headbutts Ace with a nudge, because Smoker is not dumb enough to crack his skull on a D's.] That's because I'm always thinking of you. And you laid claim all over any part of me you wanted, and even parts you didn't want, ages ago.
[Kisses.] This you, also broke a lot of barriers to do a bunch of firsts, things I said I didn't want, thought I didn't, but you made me want them, just like I want you.
[Snorts, and gives a headshake.] You were better than good, idiot. There is no follow-up act. It's just you.
I told you.
[Rests their foreheads together, just enjoying the close intimacy for a moment.] You set my world on fire. But I wouldn't be here if I didn't want that.
[Kisses Ace's cheek and snorts.] Do you really think I'm even capable of holding my tongue if I didn't like something?
[Gently smooshes Ace's cheeks between two fists.] Yes, Ace. You're the best. And I'd hate you more for it if I wasn't too busy enjoying it.
Reason... four, why I couldn't let anyone else touch you. Because they couldn't bring out your best. Not that I can either. But better than them.
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He's drank too much today, he's been struggling to sleep, and with this workout to add to it he's not going to be awake for long. And tonight, those nightmares won't be able to touch him.]
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You did good, kid. Don't try so hard. I'm already yours.