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onepieceyaoi100Title: The Faltering Sound of Falling
Topic: none.
Rating: R? NC-17 for the jumpy?
Pairing: Smoker/Ace (shoot me)
Word Count: 283
Author's Notes: I need to stop freaking writing this pairing. Oy vey. In other news, I'm slowly (read: a snail is outrunning me) inching my way toward maybe writing porn someday. Yay?
The Faltering Sound of Falling
There are days when the pirate simply annoys him. And then there are days when hate, while feeling not like the right word, is the only word strong enough he can use to describe the way the little shit makes him feel.
Like when Ace's smirk slips away in favour of a faint gasp. Like when Ace's sweltering-hot flesh flickers and sparks no matter how hard he tries to hold it back, and the way Ace's hips fit—feel—in his big hands. Like when the tight heat of the pirate draws a snarl from his lips and all but drives rationality from his mind. Like when Ace whimpers for a kiss instead of a stroke and makes it almost feel like something other than animal, carnal lust.
Hates him, damnit. There is another word just as strong that fits the way hate can't anymore, but that word is not in his vocabulary. And there are still the things he... hates.
The desperate, hot little noises Ace makes right before he comes, the way he rakes his nails down Smoker's back. The way he pants into the curve of Smoker's shoulder and is perfectly content to let the marine's weight rest nearly on him. The way he snuggles close on his own so that Smoker can convince himself he has to rest his chin on Ace's head instead of wanting to, the way the set of his mouth looks so soft when he sleeps. The way Ace smiles and murmurs in his slumber when Smoker strokes his thumb over a freckled cheek.
The way Ace's body in his grip can somehow make his hands a bit gentler. Fucking hates that.
Goddamned little brat.
Topic: none.
Rating: R? NC-17 for the jumpy?
Pairing: Smoker/Ace (shoot me)
Word Count: 283
Author's Notes: I need to stop freaking writing this pairing. Oy vey. In other news, I'm slowly (read: a snail is outrunning me) inching my way toward maybe writing porn someday. Yay?
There are days when the pirate simply annoys him. And then there are days when hate, while feeling not like the right word, is the only word strong enough he can use to describe the way the little shit makes him feel.
Like when Ace's smirk slips away in favour of a faint gasp. Like when Ace's sweltering-hot flesh flickers and sparks no matter how hard he tries to hold it back, and the way Ace's hips fit—feel—in his big hands. Like when the tight heat of the pirate draws a snarl from his lips and all but drives rationality from his mind. Like when Ace whimpers for a kiss instead of a stroke and makes it almost feel like something other than animal, carnal lust.
Hates him, damnit. There is another word just as strong that fits the way hate can't anymore, but that word is not in his vocabulary. And there are still the things he... hates.
The desperate, hot little noises Ace makes right before he comes, the way he rakes his nails down Smoker's back. The way he pants into the curve of Smoker's shoulder and is perfectly content to let the marine's weight rest nearly on him. The way he snuggles close on his own so that Smoker can convince himself he has to rest his chin on Ace's head instead of wanting to, the way the set of his mouth looks so soft when he sleeps. The way Ace smiles and murmurs in his slumber when Smoker strokes his thumb over a freckled cheek.
The way Ace's body in his grip can somehow make his hands a bit gentler. Fucking hates that.
Goddamned little brat.
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Date: 2005-03-15 04:37 am (UTC)This was just so beautiful. I want Zoro to birth your babies.
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Date: 2005-03-15 04:47 am (UTC)Zoro can totally have my babies. Provided they don't get his mental capacity. =D
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Date: 2005-03-15 04:52 am (UTC)My god! -hands you Chocolatecovered!Ace- >_>;; Must be happy with that! =D;
Damn... will you continue to write SmokerxAce for me, forever? -shotkilled-
(TRanslation; Will you marry me? )
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Date: 2005-03-15 05:08 am (UTC)But alas, my heart is taken! You are content with more ficcage, yes? ;p
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Date: 2005-03-15 05:10 am (UTC)-snuggles Her Candycoated!Smoker <3-
You must learn to write smut!~ <3; Smut = God >>;;
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Date: 2005-03-15 05:50 am (UTC)If you stopped writing this pairing, the world would be a sadder place
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Date: 2005-03-15 10:53 pm (UTC)"You still hate Portgas?"
"DAMN RIGHT I DO. *MUMBLEGRUMBLE* BLOODY FUCKING BRAT RASSAFRASSA SHITTY PIRATE *MUMBLEGRUMBLE*"
"That's my man."
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Date: 2005-03-15 03:27 pm (UTC)Your Stories are the best!
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Date: 2005-03-15 10:57 pm (UTC)Thanks. ^^
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