mera_mera_ace: (Love me)
mera_mera_ace ([personal profile] mera_mera_ace) wrote in [community profile] angryfistofgod2012-10-31 11:37 pm

Something fun to do with my favorite little pyro :)

Ace sighed contently as he relaxed on the deck of his skiff. He was tethered to the dock but didn't feel like heading into town just yet. The island he was visiting was a frequent stop of his typically when he was on long missions for Whitebeard and he knew he was more or less safe where he was.

His dark eyes scanned the heavens as the stars glistened and twinkled endlessly in the distance. His hands rested behind his head, one leg propped up against the other as he relaxed to the gentle sway of the tide coming in. It was times like this he let his mind wander.

Wander where? You might ask. To a certain white haired marine mostly. Ever since their meeting/fight in Alabasta and their slow evolution into a somewhat couple he found himself wanting to see the man more often. As it was, it had been a good 4 months since he had last set foot on Smoker's ship and 4 months since he had shared a bed with anyone. He let a small smile cross his face, perhaps he should pay the old man a visit after all. He sat up, stretched, and grabbed his things before hopping ship and heading into town to try and gather intel on where his favorite marine was stationed.
justicereigns: (sit tight and let me arrest you)

[personal profile] justicereigns 2012-11-01 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
Smoker was wandering about town late that night. He was bored, restless, and the pirates they'd fought thus far hadn't even been strong enough to be worth the amount of minimal amount of effort that they even did bother to put in. It's a cool night on an Autumn island, and Smoker just lets the scent of the crisp fall air mix with the cigars and ocean shore tang. That's when he spots an orange hat on a certain a tattoo'ed idiot.

"Portgas," he growled roughly and folded his arms menacingly to give off a serious aura.
justicereigns: (arms across chest)

[personal profile] justicereigns 2012-11-06 08:18 am (UTC)(link)
Smoker grunted. "Alone enough," his ears flicked warily, checking for anyone else who might show up. Just because he came alone didn't mean there was no one in the whole port and certainly no reason not to be careful.

"What are you doing here anyway brat?"
justicereigns: (sunglasses dangerous)

Heading to PG-13 or more I guess now oops

[personal profile] justicereigns 2012-11-12 12:51 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hm," Smoker followed Ace down the alley, ears still reaching back on high alert for any signs of trouble. "You still talk too much I see," he waited until there was enough of a building for cover before roughly shoving Ace up against the wall and twisting the red beads around his neck. He tugged the kid in for a harsh kiss, more crushing than necessary, excessively dominant and rough as always, but he figured with the way Portgas' fingers were weaving through his clothes, he could get away with a little added bite.

"And just how satisfied are you looking to be brat?" he growled dark and throatily in Ace's ear before tossing the cigars aside, having decided to preoccupy his mouth with biting all over Ace's neck and throat and even a little bit into his shoulders instead.
justicereigns: (Bring on the heat)

[personal profile] justicereigns 2012-11-14 05:48 am (UTC)(link)
"That seems easy enough to arrange," Smoker grunted in between more bites and sucks to Ace's neck, as though he was determined to leave it black and blue to contrast the red beads. "Not walking more than the bed, but I think I saw a decent place along the way. Down by the wharf." Another grunt and Smoker just hissed out a dark and throaty growl as he rolled against the younger man again. Ace's sounds in response alone were enough to drive him mad.

Logia healing or not, he did indeed have every intention of fucking Ace beyond the point of walking. It was just shaping into that kind of night. All his plans for pirate hunting were tossed out the window. He found a different prey, caught him easily, and now he was going to make the most of it and reap the benefits.

"Any other pirate crews in town I should be aware of?" Having caught his unintended prey or not, he couldn't really shake the workaholic conscience that whispered business before pleasure.
justicereigns: (stupid Portgas)

[personal profile] justicereigns 2012-11-14 11:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Another small groan and Smoker pushed Ace back a bit so he could breathe. It'd be all too easy to start something he couldn't finish, right here and now in the alley, but he ad more control than this. Or if he didn't have that control, he was determined to get it.

He slung Ace over his shoulder and started heading to the inn in question, and to hell with what anyone made of the sight. Smoker really couldn't be bothered to give a damn. "Do you ever wear a shirt?" Smoker grumbled as he started walking. "Or a jacket?"
justicereigns: (Smirk)

[personal profile] justicereigns 2012-11-15 04:47 am (UTC)(link)
"You enjoy it too much for me to quit," Smoker quipped back and continued walking, this time not giving into the urge to jump. Maybe he was getting used to it, which should be a warning sign. "And you do realize your ass is also conveniently in my reach like this, right?" Smoker smirked and patted Ace's ass.