In which Marco denies the claims that he's an uke

[fierybluebird]

Never in a million years, yoi.

The people who can top me are few and far between, so this should just get dropped before I have to hurt you all, eh?

Besides, I have a couple of books I'd like to get back to reading, if you don't mind.

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[mera_mera_ace]

[Ace was a sneaky little son of a bitch when he wanted to be. This little comment was enough to encourage him to go forward with his plan to seduce and capture the blond for himself. He longed to see Marco lose his cool even just a moment and all the better if he was the cause of it. So he plotted and he planned and he waited...to just the right moment.

It would be when the blond returned to his room that evening. Ace was waiting for him, prepared and lying in wait patiently and silently for the man to step into his room and clear the edge of the door frame. Then he would be his. He gripped the cuffs in his hands tighter and was glad he was wearing gloves. Marco would hate him so much for this..but well...he would have to deal with the consequences later.]

[fierybluebird]

[Marco calmly wandered in, whistling to himself and took of the blazer to put in the wash. He was just about to take off the sandals when he sensed someone else in the room. Instincts kicked in, they'd had enough assassination attempts before, that the prickling feeling was all the sensation Marco needed to leap into action. He switched his feet into talons and covered his arms with blue flames even as he slammed the idiot back against the wall with hand around the person's throat.]

[Then in the blue light his eyes soften, though his grip holding Ace there did not.]

Freckles. What are you doing?

[mera_mera_ace]

Plotting. [grins softly and innocently before. Click! and that would be the sound of sea stone shackles attempting to encircle your wrist. He was so going to die for this.]

[fierybluebird]

[You know that really annoyed look Marco gives, that is is still one hundred percent deadpan? Yeah. That's his expression now.]

No. Bad Freckles. No supper for a week.

[He needs a newspaper to hit Ace with. He would headbutt him, but that would hurt Marco more than Ace.]

[mera_mera_ace]

[Ace grins and jumps for joy inside as he holds onto the collapsing pirate and switching their places pressing the older man against the wall of his room.

I have hopes you'll forgive me in the morning. [He leaned forward, bumping their noses together and grinning softly. He let his lips trail over the other mans teasingly as he tried to entice him into a kiss.]

[fierybluebird]

[Grunts, and lets himself be pushed back, though he uses the cuffed hand to drag Ace forward by the beads and twist them to choke Ace just a little, and while Marco kisses back, his kisses come with extremely annoyed bites.]

Alternately you could unlock me and get my forgiveness now, little idiot.

[mera_mera_ace]

[Release you? Are you nuts?! He planned this for longer then 5 minutes, really. You aren't getting released unless some major catastrophy occurs.]

Uhh...no. Not just yet. [Ace pressed close to him before he worked the birds hands away from his neck and slowly started to ease them towards the bed where he could further restrain the avian.]

[fierybluebird]

Ace. Ace. No. Ace, stop that. [Eh fuck this noise. He hopes the carpenters aren't busy because Ace you are getting kicking hard in the jaw and chest for that.]

Bad Freckles, yoi. Get your damn key. Unless you've lost it already.

[mera_mera_ace]

[Okay there should be a law that you cannot move like that when you're wearing sea stone! Fuck that hurt!]

Ow! [picks himself up off the ground and stares hard at the blond. He was trying to be all smooth and sneaky sneaky and enticing and then you had to kick him.] Damn it, Marco I was trying to seduce you and then you....guh!

Worst boyfriend ever!

[fierybluebird]

THIS ISN'T HOW YOU SEDUCE SOMEONE. [Bites Ace's arm.]

And since when were we dating?

[mera_mera_ace]

We've been dating in my head forever. [You like deadpan, have some back! and he just ignores the arm bites, he's immune to those pretty much.

He saunters back over to Marco and smirks, raising an eyebrow.] This is a fine example of how not to get out of those cuffs. If anything else it just makes me want to try harder. I want to see it Marco..you lost in rapture. Don't you want to feel that?

[fierybluebird]

As flattering as that pick-up line is, that would be a lot better if it wasn't used on other people. [Smacks Ace in the shoulders with the cuffs.]

No, thank you, eh. I'm not into the whole regurgitation aspect of being a bird.

[mera_mera_ace]

[ Okay Marco having free movement of his arms is beginning to be a hazard thus plan F is invoked and Marco might find himself self semi tackled into the mattress. Once there Ace will be struggling to get you tied to the corners of the posts so you can't hit him anymore.]

I bet you would love it if you just let me show you how amazing it is.

[myhairisfine]

[ ...few and far between? Thatch is just raising a brow at Marco, crossing his arms and leaning against the door frame, watching Marco be weird at the video den den. ]

Oh golly, Bluebird, didn't know people who could top you were ever real things. Should I be worried? [ good naturedly... oh. oh hi thatch jealousy, you're perking up suddenly. making a mental list. ]

[fierybluebird]

Seeing as you're supposed to be the only one, aye you probably should.

[Sorry Thatch, Marco's just in a testy mood.]

[myhairisfine]

[ big. big. big. too big smile. that is the smile of someone getting beaten to a pulp jesus christ. ]

Made you some chocolate for Valentine's Day, you gonna accept it? [ wandering up finally and curling arms around shoulder, have a huge smack on the cheeks. ]

[fierybluebird]

Oi. [Flicks Thatch's cheek. On the face.] Knock that off, but of course I will.

What's got you in such a mood? [....... Oblivious.]

[myhairisfine]

[ bites the fingers... lightly. ]

What mood? [ smiles, don't let him see your jealousy thatch, he'll think it's weird. only not and you know that. but still. it's supposed to be a secret because of reasons. ] I'm totally okay, Bluebird, how about you? Is my giant blue turkey getting a bit cranky because people are coming onto you? [ read: who. ]

[fierybluebird]

[Cutie.]

[Marco grins and uses his other hand to tickle under Thatch's chin.] I'm all right, I can handle them. [Tickle tickle tickle :3]

[myhairisfine]

[ no u ]

[ soft trill ] Yeah? You sure? I can beat 'em off pretty well. Won't even leave hurt 'em. [ ...much ]

[fierybluebird]

[Happy louder trill back.]

Have at, eh? [Gestures with a hand to give him leave to do as he pleases. Sorry Thatch, but he doesn't believe you'll actually beat Ace at all.]

[myhairisfine]

[ probably not, but that's still offensive, thatch may be wilting and a bit unhappy at that. the hair is sulking, marco. IT'S SULKING. ]

That's cold, Bluebird. [ just gonna slowly start unwrapping arms then, maybe he'll go sulk in a bar and get hit on. ] I'm fancying a drink at some jive do, I'll see you later?

[fierybluebird]

[Tackles.] Oi. What the hell for this time?

I don't get you tonight. If I did something, you're not telling me what. Where is all this coming from mate?

[myhairisfine]

[ SQUAWKS AND FALLS ON FACE! ][ grumbles ] jealous that other people can do top you.

[fierybluebird]

[Lightly headbutts the back of Thatch's head.]

Only one other, and I told the rest off for a reason. You're the only one I like getting topped by, got it? Che... making me say a thing like out loud... [Headbutts again.]