(no subject)
Jul. 14th, 2005 06:17 pmTitle: Cabin Fever
Topic: Uke Ace
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Acex...himself
Word Count: 300
The sails of the schooner were unfurled but no breeze filled or so much as nudged at them. The sun was beating down on the dead sea and though Ace had it in his power to move the ship along on his own, he was feeling a bit too lazy to day to bother. Or a bit too preoccupied.
The pirate was stretched out on the hot metal bottom of the schooner, knees slung over the sides and legs spread wide, fingers tightly curled around his dick. The sun sparkled on the sweat beaded on his chest, on the saliva that shone on his fingers as he sucked on them.
Far too long at sea... alone in a vessel too small, without comforts that Ace held very, very dear. Only salt and wave roar, no musk or deep, heavy breath of a lover.
His own groans though seemed to echo in the tinny hollowness of the schooner's belly as he thrust himself onto his fingers, never enough -- always took too long this way -- torture. Pants boomed off the metal sides as he added a third, stroking himself hard, fast, aching for weight, for power behind each thrust he pushed upon himself. Solid hips to wrap his legs around, muscle back for nails to rake across. Rough hands to pull his hair, to hold him down -- and most of all a big, thick, powerful --
"Nnngh--ahh!" Ace threw back his head as finally he came, hot seed sizzling as it dripped from his stomach onto the silver floor.
He let out a deep sigh as he sat up and let one hand dip into the water just enough that it didn't pull at his fire.
He needed to make it to a port. Or better yet, a Marine base. And soon.
Topic: Uke Ace
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Acex...himself
Word Count: 300
The sails of the schooner were unfurled but no breeze filled or so much as nudged at them. The sun was beating down on the dead sea and though Ace had it in his power to move the ship along on his own, he was feeling a bit too lazy to day to bother. Or a bit too preoccupied.
The pirate was stretched out on the hot metal bottom of the schooner, knees slung over the sides and legs spread wide, fingers tightly curled around his dick. The sun sparkled on the sweat beaded on his chest, on the saliva that shone on his fingers as he sucked on them.
Far too long at sea... alone in a vessel too small, without comforts that Ace held very, very dear. Only salt and wave roar, no musk or deep, heavy breath of a lover.
His own groans though seemed to echo in the tinny hollowness of the schooner's belly as he thrust himself onto his fingers, never enough -- always took too long this way -- torture. Pants boomed off the metal sides as he added a third, stroking himself hard, fast, aching for weight, for power behind each thrust he pushed upon himself. Solid hips to wrap his legs around, muscle back for nails to rake across. Rough hands to pull his hair, to hold him down -- and most of all a big, thick, powerful --
"Nnngh--ahh!" Ace threw back his head as finally he came, hot seed sizzling as it dripped from his stomach onto the silver floor.
He let out a deep sigh as he sat up and let one hand dip into the water just enough that it didn't pull at his fire.
He needed to make it to a port. Or better yet, a Marine base. And soon.
no subject
Date: 2005-07-15 01:23 am (UTC)LOL, awesome. XD
no subject
Date: 2005-07-15 01:23 am (UTC)WKJLENFHB!!!
no subject
Date: 2005-07-15 01:43 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-07-15 03:03 am (UTC)Damn.
no subject
Date: 2005-07-15 05:12 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-07-15 01:58 pm (UTC)O_O!
Ace!Mastubation is smexy~! *_*
-applauds stupidly-
no subject
Date: 2005-07-15 03:22 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-07-17 06:38 pm (UTC)that was some hella-hot self-love. Nice look on the topic too- and I LOVE your last line. ^_^ Tentacle!Sanji for you.