room for improvement

[dustyjack.livejournal.com]

Title: Room for Improvement
Words: 300
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Smoker/Ace
Topic: Bad Sex



Smoker hated paperwork. Perhaps the only thing that Smoker hated more than paperwork was when his own procrastination over the hated chore allowed said paperwork to pile up. The air in his office was thick with smoke and the smell of strong coffee, cigars piled up in the ashtray on Smoker's desk.

Stubbing out the dwindled pair between his lips, he slipped a fresh cigar from the jacket that hung, on the back of his chair. Eyeing the paper in his hand, he chewed on the tips for a long moment before taking a deep drag.

There was a long pause.

He hadn't lit that cigar.

A glance toward the porthole confirmed his worst suspicions, Ace's freckled face grinning at him through the glass. Moments later the boy was flickering into the room when Smoker opened the window.

"Portgas..." Smoker growled, anger ticking in his brow as he bit firmly on his cigar. "You've got a lot of nerve coming back here so soon..."

"What?" Ace asked innocently, tossing his bag onto the papers that littered Smoker's desk so he could brush off his shorts. He flopped into Smoker's chair, making himself comfortable. "It wasn't *so* bad last time..."

"You set off my alarms..."

"They all thought it was a system failure."

"You set my bedsheets on fire..."

"You SAID they were fire resistant!"

"And you gave me... gave me..."

"Hickeys?"

The tobacco leaves were fraying between his grinding teeth.

"Aw, it wasn't *so* bad," Ace soothed, rising and approaching to hook his fingers in Smoker's belt, free hand sliding silkily up the Marine's bare chest. "Besides, don't you Marines believe in rehabilitation? There's always room for improvement..."

Smoker growled softly as Ace's fingers plucked the cigar from his lips. Maybe the paperwork could wait just a few more hours.

Comments

[airairo.livejournal.com]

Hee! Why must they be so cute? The image I get in my mind of Smoker's face when they notice the sheets are on fire is hilarious. XD

[mei-yanohi.livejournal.com]

Bwahahahahaha... the sheets on fire... Ace = complete and utter love. HOW CAN YOU TURN DOWN THAT PUPPY FACE, SMOKER?! Answer: You can't, so GIVE UP!

[fire-tears.livejournal.com]

There are no words to describe how much I adore your drabbles. A twenty-year-old narcoleptic pyromaniac pirate and a thirty-two-year-old cranky teddy bear marine captain should not be this bloody cute together, but they are.

Also, I concur with Alissa. The mental image of Smoker's expression sends me into fits of giggles every time.

[fire-tears.livejournal.com]

As a note, and I can't believe I forgot to mention this, I am really curious as to what Tashigi's (or any other marine's) reaction was to the hickeys. >D