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+M to R › One Piece
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
5
Views:
2,085
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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Burn
Burn
By The Chichi Slaughter House
Warnings: SmokerxAce, cliché ideas, implied sex.
Disclaimer: I don’t own One Piece; I’ve never been good at drawing so that kinda makes it impossible.
Rating: PG-13
Tashigi can’t see Ace, by the way. He’s hiding somewhere in the room and the only reason Smoker knows is because he’s used to feeling his gaze on his back. Badly explained fic is badly explained.
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Whenever he felt Ace’s gaze on his body, it felt as if he was burning. The heat coming from that damn stare could have set his cigars aflame, and whilst that wasn’t a bad thing usually, it certainly was when the younger man was watching him at work. Ace wasn’t even trying to act as if he were looking at something else, and Smoker could feel his cheeks heating up. His whole body seemed to be paying no attention to him – he certainly wasn’t listening to what Tashigi was telling him about properly either – as he struggled to stay where he was, having half a mind to go over and punch the brat in the face.
The meeting couldn’t end soon enough, and he quickly locked the door and tumbled the pirate onto his desk within moments. Not feeling like himself, he ravished him then and there, ignoring the rest of the world around them before he later woke up alone. Looking down at the slightly-singed desk, he wondered how long it would take someone to notice that it was the shape of a body. To him it was a plainly obvious fact, yet he hoped no one else would be able to tell. How many desks had it been now? They managed to destroy every single new one, and he was getting a little sick of saying his cigars were slipping out of his teeth. Each time Ace passed on his trips, they always fell into the younger man’s pace, doing it whenever and wherever they were. Shaking his head, he felt his body still tingling from their coupling.
But that was what Ace did; made you burn for him with every fibre of your being and then left you in the aftermath with a smirk on his face.
By The Chichi Slaughter House
Warnings: SmokerxAce, cliché ideas, implied sex.
Disclaimer: I don’t own One Piece; I’ve never been good at drawing so that kinda makes it impossible.
Rating: PG-13
Tashigi can’t see Ace, by the way. He’s hiding somewhere in the room and the only reason Smoker knows is because he’s used to feeling his gaze on his back. Badly explained fic is badly explained.
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Whenever he felt Ace’s gaze on his body, it felt as if he was burning. The heat coming from that damn stare could have set his cigars aflame, and whilst that wasn’t a bad thing usually, it certainly was when the younger man was watching him at work. Ace wasn’t even trying to act as if he were looking at something else, and Smoker could feel his cheeks heating up. His whole body seemed to be paying no attention to him – he certainly wasn’t listening to what Tashigi was telling him about properly either – as he struggled to stay where he was, having half a mind to go over and punch the brat in the face.
The meeting couldn’t end soon enough, and he quickly locked the door and tumbled the pirate onto his desk within moments. Not feeling like himself, he ravished him then and there, ignoring the rest of the world around them before he later woke up alone. Looking down at the slightly-singed desk, he wondered how long it would take someone to notice that it was the shape of a body. To him it was a plainly obvious fact, yet he hoped no one else would be able to tell. How many desks had it been now? They managed to destroy every single new one, and he was getting a little sick of saying his cigars were slipping out of his teeth. Each time Ace passed on his trips, they always fell into the younger man’s pace, doing it whenever and wherever they were. Shaking his head, he felt his body still tingling from their coupling.
But that was what Ace did; made you burn for him with every fibre of your being and then left you in the aftermath with a smirk on his face.