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Who: Smoker/Karen & Yachiru & Lavi & anyone else who sees them on deck and wants to interrupt/say hi/show up (tags added as anyone shows up)
What: Discussing her past
Why: Because he worries and she's upset-ish
Where: Main deck of the Lady Justice.
When: Late tonight-ish. (September 21st)
Rating: First thread PG-13, Second thread PG-ish, Third thread R. My bad.

Scrubbing the back of his neck with a palm, Smoker stomped the wooden deck with heavy booted heels. He was trying not to let it show how worried he'd been but a "talk" with uncertain parameters made him jumpy. "Karen," he greeted gruffly, voice sounding far more certain and assured than he actually felt. He didn't cross the remaining distance to stand by her side, instead running a gloved hand through wiry green-grey hair and drinking in the sight of her against the darkened ocean.

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Kissing her back softly, Smoker's hands continued careful ministrations, sliding over her legs and chest and over inch of her he could touch. He couldn't get enough of her to touch and still so much more he wanted to. Sliding in a little rougher he barely picked up the pace, shoulders arching to the almost burning hot touch. Heat. He definitely needed more heat. To set her on fire and just make her burn.

Her eyes shut tightly while her fingertips trailed to her own lips, trying not to make too much noise but enough strained to show she was enjoying it. Her chest heaved with each touch and each thrust inside of her. "S-Smoker.."She gasped between her fingers in heated desire as that pace picked up.

Hearing his name from those pursed lips only made it that much harder not to want to fuck her raw. He swallowed hard, remembering night-watch and wishing he had the cigars in his mouth to chew on settled for an ear instead, licking inside and growling softly. Breathing. He concentrated on breathing, wanting to stay in control, prove that he could even given the circumstances and torn, also wanting to go crazy.

Deep gasps kept spilling from her lips as he continued to keep that tortuous easy pace. How to make him go crazy...She curved her hips to his, rocking to his thrusts and smirked up at him, her hands coming down to cup her own breasts infront of him for him to see, coaxing more pleading sounds from her lips, though soft in sound, to him.

Smoker groaned a little louder bending so as to nip at her chest, biting over the fabric in some places, licking anything pink that he could, biting half-fabric, half-flesh. "Karen," he panted softly. He needed a better angle and moved her against the railing, half peeking to the bars to look out over the ocean. Perfect. This would do just fine. He raked his fingers down her chest and back, sliding them up her thighs and choked back another moan as he thrusts sped up and got harder.

She felt her back against the rail and gasped sharp, rolling her hips up against his and his harder more sped up thrusts, quivering. "Smoker.." She gasped with gentle traces of begging behind her tone as he continue his ministrations. The stars offered a familiar backdrop behind him but the sight was all too intoxicating. Maybe one day they'd find their way back to a bed, but for now, this was far too perfect to let go.

One hand holding Karen close to him, protective as always, the other gripped a bar for support. Too beautiful. She always was. Planting soft frenzied kisses down her neck Smoker sped up to match, those rolling hips making him crave so much more.

Another his escaped her lips as he sped up to match her. She shook her head and whimpered quietly with soft breaths spilling. "I can't...I can't keep quiet any longer..." She breathed, biting her lip rather hard.

He had promised to at least try to keep her quiet. He fumbled blindly for a glove, shift his arm to smoke to grab one and stick it in her mouth. A lot more practical than romantic but it was hard to think in the haze. "Yell all you want angel," he grunted softly. He wanted her to be happy; ecstatic really, completely blissful. He wanted to hold her forever or speed up and reach the end. Too much. Fingers shifted to smoke gently caressing her throat. He wasn't willing to try to choke her even if she begged but he could still try to take her breath away. Carefully nipping her throat, Smoker changed the angle of his thrusts abruptly, intent on taking her by sharp surprise.

And her breath was taken away. Karen bit down on his glove to try to keep herself silent, moans muffled hard against the fabric as he kept thrusting into her especially when he started to get abrupt. Her walls becoming tight and hot like fire, leaking with anticipation around his thrusting member. Her head tilted back with her hips still rolling against his, feeling him sweep against those nerves over and over and almost able to see those stars behind tightly shut eyes.

"Ahhh Karen!" Smoker gasped, fingers clenching hard on her slim shoulders. The wet heat too much, he sped up, biting hard into her neck and coming hard into in a rush, blood rushing in his ears drowning out the sounds of the ocean until all he could feel was her. "Karen Karen Karen," he purred, nipping up to her ears affectionately and breathing hard. "I'll never let you go," he whispered the promise.

Where the friction of his hands held her, Karen could feel wisps of flames dance around there, lit by her own heart but she quickly dimmed them as quickly as they came. Nimble fingers took the glove from her mouth and crushed her lips to his with muffled cries that muted out thanks to him. When that rush poured into her when he came, her body quivered and released her build up with legs quivering around him. After, she pulled her lips from his and gasped with labored breath, nudging her head to his. "W-When did you become such an exhibitionist?~"

Smoker chuckled, rubbing his scruff on her neck. "I like taking you by surprise angel. Even footing." He still didn't let go of her, tracing her curves lazily with a finger, lingering appreciatively. She was glowing but still... something missing. He nudged closer grabbing a pair of cigars, "Fire. Any part of you that burns. Don't worry, I can stop you from burning the deck."

"So I see.." She moaned out, still rather heavy of breath and nudged her head to his with a soft whimper, still feeling him inside of her. Small flames were rising from her shoulders again, but her hands trailed down his chest, glowing an almost eerie orange with small flames rising from the back of her hands. "T-Think someone heard us..?~"

"Don't care," Smoker shrugged, shifting halfway into thick plumes of white smoke that tangled with her fire. It was his ship damn it, he'd do what he wanted.

She smirked,though a bit weakly since she was still riding an orgasmic bliss, and kissed his cheek gently, her lips just as hot as the flames on her shoulders. "You're so cute."

Still wrapping her in smoke, logia fueled even more by the fire, Smoker grunted in retort. "Not cute," he sighed and leaning close to her ear added, "Maybe only for you," kissing her cheek in reply.

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