Office Rules

Office Rules, by Chama Tan

Disclaimer: This fic contains Smoker on Ace action. Read at your own risk. Smoker, Ace and any other characters mentioned in this work are owned by Eichiro Oda.

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"If you don't get those papers in by tomorrow Smoker, you're going to have your pay check cut!"

Aokiji's request seemed straightforward enough but Smoker had to work with the most unreliable people. Tashigi, while good-meaning, was a klutz. Hina was a scheming bitch, while Jango and Fullbody were plain dumb. Smoker sighed at the frustrating tasks forced upon him as he entered Tashigi's office to check up on the work. To his dismay, he found that the girl put all the documents in the shredder, mistaking them for scrap paper. "Pay attention next time Tashigi!"

They spent hours piecing together the many scraps of paper so they could at least copy them but they were getting nowhere. As they managed to assemble half a page Hina burst through the door, "Smoker! Smoker! Hina doesn't know where her lipstick is!"

"For fuck's sake, bother someone else woman!" Smoker snapped. Hina pouted, "Smoker isn't nice. Hina asks someone else for help then," before she mooched off. Sighing deeply, Smoker had enough of this. "This sucks. Well Tashigi, we'll have to start again tomorrow," Smoker grumbled as he stormed out of Tashigi's office. Along the way, his two cigars burned out. "Hmm. Now a long smoke break wouldn't be so bad now," he muttered as he retreated to his office. He opened the door and to his surprise there was that Fire Fist brat, snoring loudly on his desk. Smoker would never forget Ace - one of the few pirates who had ever escaped from his justice. If that darned kid hadn't eaten the Flare Flare Fruit, he would've been an easy catch.

Ever since their fight at Alabasta, his inner smoke longed to grab and smother that flame – to finish off what it should have done back then. Ace’s teasing face kept creeping up in Smoker’s mind, taunting him for not being able to catch him. However the brat was just lying there, open to an attack. Smoker could now finish him off and be rid of this pirate. "Die you son-of-a-bitch!" Smoker brought up his seastone jutte to strike before the boy yawned loudly. "Ah! What a nap! Time to scoot now. Oh it's that old man Smoker! Hi Smokey! You seem to be pissed today but don't worry I had a great time!"

"Fuck you. You're in deep shit you brat."

"Oh yeah I've gotta go now. Cya!"

"Shut up when I'm talking to you!"

"Hey hey old man, my name's Portgas D Ace! I thought everyone knew who the Fire Fist was! So much for being part of the Whitebeard-"

"Are you going to shut your trap?"

"Are ya going to arrest me?"

"Shut the fuck up god damn you!"

"Well you wanna catch me now... or dontcha really want to?" Ace purred as he slowly paced towards Smoker. “Damn you!” Smoker roared, lunging at Ace with his weapon. Ace jumped away from the jutte. “You can’t catch me old man!” Ace grinned.

Smoker gritted his teeth in annoyance while his arm began to disperse into a cloud of white smoke. Assuming a snake-like form, the smoke jet rushed at Ace, wanting to crush the life out of him. Ace stepped aside from the cloudy jet and lit a finger. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you. Don't want your ship burned down right?” Ace drawled, frustrating Smoker even further.

Without warning Ace turned into a wave of fire and smashed Smoker into a nearby wall. Smoker gasped at the sharp impact as Ace reformed from the flames, arms pinning the man down.

“That little shit. I thought we were even!”

"Let go of me!" Smoker squirmed under Ace's arms but it was no use. That scrawny bastard was much stronger than he looked. "Well if you really were going to try to kill me then no thanks," Ace smirked at his prey. Smoker felt a stab of pain through his arms as Ace pushed further, making him drop his weapon.

"I'll fucking kill you," Smoker said in a low voice.

"Well you could've just turned into smoke and gotten away," Ace grinned wickedly, "unless, you don't want to." Smoker felt Ace's hand slowly creep up his body, caressing each and every powerful muscle in his torso. He shuddered as he gazed into Ace's eyes, lips drying up by the second.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Smoker tried to keep his voice straight as his face was steadily growing red.

"You're staring at me," Ace smiled, his eyes set on Smoker's heated reaction as he plucked the cigars out of Smoker's mouth. Without warning, Ace crushed his face into his captive's before thrusting his tongue into Smoker's mouth.

Smoker's eyes widened at the sudden intrusion. He shuddered as he felt the invading tongue roll slowly and sensually inside his mouth. "Godammit! This brat's such a fantastic kisser... Ugh! I just wanted a cigar break of all things!" Smoker had no idea why Ace made him feel like this. That shapely body, that firm ass, that dreamy face… "Oh fuck, why am I thinking of him like this? It's all just wrong!" Smoker was a Marine. He was meant to bring all lawbreakers to justice but here he was, indulging in a lustful kiss with a pirate - a dangerous criminal. Now if he could move he would've smashed that brat's annoying face in and have him thrown in a cell to rot. To Smoker's horror, he felt something hard prodding into him as he felt his jeans tightening uncomfortably.

Ace pulled out. "Hey what's wrong old man?"

"Nothing you little shit," Smoker grunted as he wiped the saliva off his lips, his face set ablaze. "Oh so you've never been with a man before eh? Whatever! It's not like you always get to bang a sweet little boy after work, no?" Just before Smoker could utter a curse, Ace gently pressed his face into Smoker's again, this time his tongue sliding in more slowly.

Throughout his life, Smoker was just a slave to rules. As much as he hated them, he could never resist. He would never forget the cover-up of Crocodile's capture yet he took in those promotions for he was bound to those rules, until now. Smoker felt that inner smoke calling hungrily for that flame, wanting to take everything. Normally it was Smoker who was the one with control over the smoke. This time, his mind was starting to lose its grip over it; the inner smoke continually nagged and pulled at Smoker, coaxing him to give in and grab the fire.

The smoke slowly clouded Smoker's mind, pulling further at its edges and threatening to drive Smoker insane.

"Take the boy. Now."

The smoke won; Smoker slowly let his lips move passionately along with Ace's. Their tongues danced together, reuniting themselves as a beautiful symphony of fire and smoke.

The inner smoke roared in excitement and fulfilment as it finally consumed the flame. Smoker's hands found themselves gripping onto Ace's head before pushing him in, deepening their kiss. Smoker's tongue rolled around to taste the boy; it was a curious mix of burnt sugar and spice. Wanting more of that addictive flavour, Smoker's tongue slithered over every corner in Ace's mouth. As Smoker's tongue continued to slide lovingly around inside Ace's mouth, Ace suddenly pulled out, releasing a deep sigh.

"For an old repressed Marine, you're an awfully good kisser! Let's play more shall we?"

"You little shit," Smoker groaned at the sudden escape, "See how you like this!" Smoker pushed Ace onto the ground, shocking Ace with his sudden dominance. "This is my room and you're going to play by my rules," He threw away Ace's hat and slowly ground his swollen member into Ace's body, making the boy gasp at the hardness that was forced onto him.

Seeing Ace's reaction, Smoker grinned as he reached towards his jacket, slowly and seductively pulling it off, at the same time cooling himself down and revealing more of his thickly muscled body to Ace. Smoker smiled as he saw Ace’s eyes widen at this revealing sight. Greedy hands began to feel their way around Smoker’s large frame.

Smoker grinned at the boy as he flexed his muscles; those hands glided faster over his body. "You like?" Ace couldn't speak as he continued to trace out every crevice and line along Smoker's ripped form. "Enough of that brat," Smoker growled before planting his lips on Ace's chest. His tongue slowly dragged across Ace's slender frame, tasting the sweat on his soft skin. He finally reached a small pink point on Ace's chest. Seeing this, he placed the rest of his mouth over the nub and sucked hard.

"Oh! Oh! Gentler!" Ace whimpered, his head arching back. Smoker slid his tongue in circles on the small pink point until it was stiff enough for his liking - "Oh! More!" Ace moaned lustfully. Smoker grinned at Ace's helplessness - long ago, he was playing by Ace's rules but now the tables have long turned and Ace was going to pay for his earlier insolence.

Smoker's punishing tongue dragged across to the other side of Ace's chest before sucking on the other nipple. "Ahhh... I- I can't take it!" Ace squealed, his body shivering as his freckled face turned a deep pink. Smoker took in this marvellous sight: a lean, squirming and perfect specimen that was now within his grasp. His day was getting better by the minute just by having this wonder nearby.

"It's your turn now brat. This had better be worth it or I'll throw you into the clink myself," Smoker flipped themselves, giving Ace an impression of control once again. Sensing this one opportunity, the boy ran his fingers through Smoker's rough grey hair and pulled the man's head back. He nibbled the exposed flesh, eliciting deep lustful growls from Smoker. Seeing Smoker's approval, Ace laid passionate licks and kisses Smoker's neck.

Suddenly Smoker rolled Ace over again. Smoker moaned sensually, "You're forgetting that it's my rules here brat," before sliding his tongue over Ace's tender skin, eliciting more dirty moans from the boy. Smoker found his way to Ace's neck and laid long wet licks over it. His teeth sunk into a delicate part of Ace's neck, slight stubble tickling it further.

"Ohh..." Ace groaned at the sudden attack, arching his neck back under those rough bristles on Smoker's chin. In apology, Smoker encircled his lips over the soreness and sucked the hurt away from Ace's neck. As Smoker rolled over, Ace's hand retaliated and snaked inside Smoker's pants, feeling for his hardness. The other hand proceeded to grasp at Smoker's buckle as Ace slowly and filthily drew his tongue down Smoker's chiselled stomach, tasting all the flesh there.

Ace finally undid the buckle and slowly dragged his jeans down. A shudder of excitement shot down Smoker’s back as he felt the cool air tickle his poorly hidden arousal, which was now threatening to burst out of his confining boxers. Smoker threw his gloves away and his gaze returned to the boy’s. Smoker saw Ace’s wide eyes glued to his tented shorts, marvelling at the size of his length. Laughing, he shook Ace out of the trance, "You wanna see more? Well, I'm not helping this time."

"You bastard old man," Ace grinned as his hands pulled Smoker's underwear down towards his ankles along with his jeans. He threw away Smoker's clothes, relieving Smoker of the stifling heat. Ace stared at Smoker’s wide girth, as though he’d never seen anything so thick. Ace’s eyes remained glued on Smoker’s thickness as his hands reached towards Smoker's hips, before opening his palms to rub gentle circles all over the man’s thighs.

"You're hot boy. Get out of those clothes," Smoker ordered, his chest huffing and puffing heavily. As Ace undid his belt, Smoker's rough hands grabbed his pants and ripped them down before forcefully pulling off Ace's boots and throwing them away in a pile. Smoker pushed Ace down before gently laying his body on top of Ace. Smoker's hands snaked up Ace's body as he crushed his face into Ace's; his tongue demanding another kiss. Ace fiercely returned it, sucking at Smoker's lip and slowly sliding their tongues together.

His hands reached for Smoker's backside and pushed him in further, grinding their groins together. Smoker moaned as Ace’s arousal pushed into his before they began thrusting passionately into each other. Smoker pushed harder, knocking the air out of Ace and making his body arch back violently. Seeing Ace’s reaction, Smoker suddenly had a vision of that hard and lithe form, thrashing around and screaming in pleasure, asking for more. He was ready to make this a reality when Ace whispered, "Smoker?"

"Yes brat?"

Ace flipped Smoker over. "What the hell-" Smoker yelled.

"You want it don't you?" Ace smirked as he crawled teasingly over Smoker. He grabbed the Smoker's throbbing organ and stroked it gently. "Mmm..." Smoker began to moan. Ace began to pump his hands faster over the erect flesh. "More..." Even faster. "Oh damnit! It feels..." Ace cut his words short when he placed his lips on Smoker's hard tip. Smoker felt a new warm and wet sensation as Ace's mouth took in all of Smoker. Skilled lips and tongue worked their way around Smoker, making low and dirty growls pour out of his mouth. He ran his fingers through Ace's hair pulling at his locks, as he thrust further into Ace's mouth, barely entering his throat. "Mm... Oh! Fuck yeah! Where did you... oh! Where did you learn all this?" Smoker moaned. Ace responded by burying his face into Smoker's curls and sucked even harder. "Don't... make me... ugh... come now... or..."

"Or what?" Ace grinned as he pulled away from Smoker, who struggled to control his breath while bathed in sweat. Ace smirked at this pathetic sight, "I've been with many people and none of them were as good as you. Now just wait here," the boy crawled towards his pants and rummaged through them. He found what he wanted and returned to Smoker with a jar. Smoker laughed, "You brat. You've planned this all along haven't you?"

"If I have?" Ace smiled.

"Then let me fuck you now," Smoker said bluntly.

"Wow and I thought you were a Marine!” Ace giggled, “Very well then.”

Ace opened the container and scooped out a large glob with his fingers. Smoker closed his eyes as Ace wrapped his slippery fingers over Smoker's readiness. Deep, sexy moans slowly poured out from Smoker's mouth as those hands began to stroke him again. "Oh you shit head, stop it please," Smoker sighed. He pointed towards the jar in Ace's hands, “Give me that.” Ace handed the container over, his grin still not fading.

Smoker opened the jar then greedy fingers began to coat themselves in the slippery fluid. Having been coated thickly enough, those dripping fingers began to search for that ring of tight flesh in Ace’s backside.

Passing over the smooth skin on Ace's thighs and behind, he finally found it. Without warning, Smoker thrust a finger into the ring. "Did that hurt?" Smoker asked with an unusually gentle note to it. Ace struggled to answer, his voice lost as his inner muscles squeezed themselves around Smoker. The intruding digit slowly turned in slow circles, coating Ace's walls with the thick fluid. Smoker shoved another rough finger in. Ace squealed, tears threatening to leak out. "Now be quiet," Smoker's voice turned hard again as he inserted another finger before watching them push in and out of the moaning boy.

"Now… Oh! JUST DO ME!" Ace squealed.

It’d be the worst time for some random Marine to suddenly walk in now, especially with this beautiful whore in front of Smoker, begging to be taken. “First this,” Smoker’s arm gently formed a white tendril, which drifted off to the door. After a click, the wispy strand returned to Smoker, reforming back to normal. Smoker then slowly crawled on Ace, breathing heatedly on naked skin and making the boy shiver. Smoker then pulled up Ace’s legs, exposing that well-lubricated circle of flesh.

Smoker lowered himself and leered at Ace, "Now you better listen to me, brat." Ace nodded as Smoker pressed his tip towards his lover's ring, "If I can't hear you say my name, I'll kill you.”

“If anyone hears us, I'll be in deep shit and I'll kill you.” Smoker began to grip Ace tightly.

“Yes. Oh hurry old man!” Ace moaned, shuddering in want.

“And if you come after me, I'll kill you. Got it?" Smoker whispered harshly before nibbling on Ace’s ear, wanting to end all play.

"Yes old man. Just take me. I want you now."

That was all Smoker needed to hear from Ace before he pushed into that tightness with a grunt in his throat. Smoker sighed loudly as he felt a new wave of warmness squeeze over his arousal. His body naggingly wanted him to take the boy but Smoker wanted this feeling to last. Smoker gripped Ace tightly but those cravings were starting to pull on his mind.

Smoker gave in; he began to thrust harder and faster, feeling the hot walls contract around him. Smoker’s rhythm started to accelerate before he felt nails raking his back. “Did that hurt?” Smoker lovingly whispered to Ace. As much as his inner smoke longed for that flame, it now had no intention of smothering the flame for good but rather, to intertwine and mingle together as one. “I’m fine,” Ace gasped. Smoker continued to thrust a little more gently and gave a quick peck to Ace’s lips in apology. "Smmmoker... More..." Ace moaned with his eyes hooded in need.

Seeing this, Smoker sat up with Ace in his hands. He pulled the boy's legs up towards his shoulders and lifted Ace up. Smoker then pushed Ace down again on his length, entering more deeply at a different angle. He hit a sensitive point inside Ace, causing those walls to squeeze over Smoker again. "That's... oh... so...." Ace gasped, unable to finish that sentence.

Smoker noticed the boy's dark, heavy and lust-filled eyes struggling to find release. He put one calloused hand around Ace's and joined his pumping. Ace thrust harder and faster in sync with Smoker. Smoker could feel Ace going hot. "Oh... Smoker! I'm going..." Ace gasped as he drove himself to the point of no return. White spurted out of him violently, splattering everywhere and flooding the whole office air with a spicy aroma. Ace fell limp in Smoker's arms, panting.

Droopy eyes gazed towards Smoker's face, which was still red in lust and effort. Ace whispered, "Hurry... just come..." He looked stunning with his pleading feminine eyes and his lovely pink skin accentuating those child-like freckles. "Mmm..." Smoker growled as his mind began to lose hold of his body. Giving one final thrust, Smoker felt his throbbing arousal explode inside Ace, coating those walls with his essence and adding a new muskiness to the already pungent air.

Ace shuddered as Smoker's powerful orgasm rumbled through his body and he collapsed from the sheer power of it. However Smoker felt nothing as he remained trapped inside Ace. Gasping and groaning, Smoker tried to steady his breath as he slowly pulled himself out of the still-hot confines of Ace. He moaned as he fell back and with the last of his strength, he embraced in his lover in a half-hearted hug.

"That was worth my time... Go now.... before they come..." Smoker panted.

"I... like you... you know Smoker? I'm not going anywhere... any time soon..."

Smoker pulled Ace in a little closer. "You’re a persistent brat. Fine then. Stay.”

"Thank you..." Ace whispered before nuzzling into Smoker’s chest, snoring softly.

The boy was beautiful: long hair tousled, skin glowing red and eyes closed peacefully. Smoker didn’t want to move as his body felt weak and warm, wanting to drift off into sleep. Then again, didn’t have any reason to. As Smoker closed his eyes Ace snored loudly, forcing Smoker’s eyes open again.

“You brat, Ace.”