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onepieceyaoi100Title: In the Name of Duty
Pairing: Ace/Smoker
Rating: R
Words: 300
Can you tell this topic is right up my alley? X3
It was a fluke that he'd been caught -- he was tired as he crept away from Smoker's quarters in the early hours of the morning, careless. And now he stripped down to his bare shorts, arms clamped behind his back in seastone shackles and a cold cell floor beneath his knees.
He knew Smoker was angry. Though his head was bowed, appropriately, he was watching the the other man pace slowly in front of him. He'd be hard pressed now to get something out of the pirate, the location of Whitebeard or his brother. He'd have to perform an interrogation or risk raising eyebrows.
In the dim light, Ace lifted his head, the inkling of a devious smile tugging at his mouth. "So what will you do with me... taisa?" he inquired, challenge -- defiance -- certainly not suggestion.
The stone at his wrists pulled lightly at his energy, only strong enough to keep his fire at bay. He'd never been fucked without the freedom of his power, made just as weak as any mortal man. He could only imagine what Smoker might do to him, might use on him in the name of interrogation. The very thought already had the only heat immune to the stone gathering in his abdomen. He licked his lips as he watched Smoker pull on his gloves.
Anticipation shivered its way up Ace's spine as the Marine walked toward him with slow, even steps...
...and walked right past him.
"Sir?" one of the guards asked as the heavy metal door slammed shut.
"Let him wait it out. The hunger will get to him better than I ever could."
Ace's heart sank sharply into his empty stomach, though he was unsure if he resented the ache that was forming there or the one directly below it more.
Pairing: Ace/Smoker
Rating: R
Words: 300
Can you tell this topic is right up my alley? X3
It was a fluke that he'd been caught -- he was tired as he crept away from Smoker's quarters in the early hours of the morning, careless. And now he stripped down to his bare shorts, arms clamped behind his back in seastone shackles and a cold cell floor beneath his knees.
He knew Smoker was angry. Though his head was bowed, appropriately, he was watching the the other man pace slowly in front of him. He'd be hard pressed now to get something out of the pirate, the location of Whitebeard or his brother. He'd have to perform an interrogation or risk raising eyebrows.
In the dim light, Ace lifted his head, the inkling of a devious smile tugging at his mouth. "So what will you do with me... taisa?" he inquired, challenge -- defiance -- certainly not suggestion.
The stone at his wrists pulled lightly at his energy, only strong enough to keep his fire at bay. He'd never been fucked without the freedom of his power, made just as weak as any mortal man. He could only imagine what Smoker might do to him, might use on him in the name of interrogation. The very thought already had the only heat immune to the stone gathering in his abdomen. He licked his lips as he watched Smoker pull on his gloves.
Anticipation shivered its way up Ace's spine as the Marine walked toward him with slow, even steps...
...and walked right past him.
"Sir?" one of the guards asked as the heavy metal door slammed shut.
"Let him wait it out. The hunger will get to him better than I ever could."
Ace's heart sank sharply into his empty stomach, though he was unsure if he resented the ache that was forming there or the one directly below it more.
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Date: 2005-01-13 01:05 pm (UTC)Except now we need the hot seastonebound!Ace/Smoker sex