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"Just like that, Ace-ya," Law spoke, watching Ace as he gave a slow turn in the spot he was standing in. He stared, captivated by the simple act that followed his previous command. After finishing his spin, Ace stared down at the seated Law with a grin broken out over his features. He was in his usual attire, dressed in shorts and boots with barely anything else on. The scars on his front, mangled and desperately done, shone in the low light of the submarine's office as Ace faced Law with that boyish grin on his face.
"You like it that much, huh?" Ace questioned, grinning ferociously as he tucked his thumbs into the belt loops of his shorts, fingers finding his pockets and dipping inside of them to stand in his usual preferred posture, much like Law was. The practiced professional was slouched over in his chair, leaned forwards so he could look at Ace and examine him appropriately in their mess of a decision.
"I enjoy looking at you rather regularly, I don't get to see you often. You change every single time." Law provided, reaching a hand out to palm at Ace's hip as the younger stood in front of him, back to a mirror poised in the corner of the room. Law saw his own face in it's reflection, and Ace's back with that sprawling Jolly Roger decorating his spine. Ace's muscles all flexed, a display purely to show off to his partner, and smiled brightly as Law pinched at the skin of his hip. "You've gained a considerable amount of weight since I last saw you."
"You sure know how to make a man blush." Ace replied, looking down at the skin pinched between Law's fingers. He couldn't deny it, he had gotten decidedly bigger. Mostly muscle now, pillowed by a warm meal he had just the hour before, and marks had begun to mar his skin in zig-zags of bright red across his hips and biceps from the sudden change in routine. Law traced them with his thumb, dipping underneath the waistband of his shorts to keep feeling the valley these stretched scars made on his skin.
"You like knowing you've changed, especially for the better, Ace-ya."
"That I can't deny."
Law grinned something back then, just the slight upturn of the left corner of his lips. Ace grinned back, laughing a little as Law moved both hands to Ace's body. Ace took his hands out of his pockets and reached for Law, placing his hands on his shoulders to steady himself as he leaned his hips in closer to Law's roaming, exploratitive touches. Law unbuckled his belt, removing it from it's settling loops to wrap it up into a coiled shape and putting it aside. He pulled Ace in closer, pressing his nose against his sternum and looking up at him with far more affection than he was used to. It had been a long stretch of time since they'd last seen each other, and Law was usually more than a little affectionate when it came to them seeing each other again.
"I've missed you." Ace spoke when Law wouldn't, and Law simply nodded along for a short moment. The silence stretched on between them, comfortable and warm and fulfilling, and Law eventually huffed out through his nose that brushed against Ace's skin in such a way that had the muscles in his belly fluttering.
"Show me then." Law replied, leaning back and away from Ace's body to watch him. Ace chuckled, rolling his shoulders as he took a step forwards and started at the buttons of his shorts. Law just watched as they came off, the fabric pooling around his ankles and boots as he stood, as bare as he could get, in front of Law.
"That enough for you?"
"You know it's not."
"Then I'll make it worth your while. Just tell me what you wanna see, Trafalgar. I'll show you wonders beyond your wildest imagination." Ace said with a chuckle, leaning down with his head between Law's knees to take off his boots and shorts, socks coming off soon after and he was as naked as the day he was born. He shivered playfully under Law's attentive gaze and thumbed at the black hair on his own navel as he gazed down at Law. "Anything you want~"
"Touch yourself for me then, I'll guide you through it." Law replied and Ace obliged, brushing thumbs through the coarse hair on his body to tuck a hand between his thighs. Law smiled at him then, watching closely as Ace brought up his knee and placed it on the chair beside Law. The two locked eyes as Ace sought out his own dick, rubbing soft and slow circles over it to urge himself closer and closer to a dripping sort of excitement.
Ace breathed out a happy little sound, leaning his head to the side to rest his cheek against his own shoulder as he gazed down at Law. Law was all smiles in return, just watching with his cheek resting against his fist as he raised his opposing hand. He mumbled a soft 'room' under his breath and watched as Ace's reactions practically doubled as the soft blue wash of air rushed over him. He laxened, shoulders dropping as he tucked his other hand between his own spread thighs and finding his entrance to press a finger into himself. The pressure and sensation was just a moment though, as Law's fingers shifted and in his palm he held Ace's severed hand.
Ace whined out a sweet little sound, circling his fingers over his throbbing cock and bumping his handless wrist against his own thigh. He leaned his head back, breathing blue-misted air as he heaved for it, taking in lungfuls of the stuff as he worked himself purely for Law to watch. The pleasure was just a happy little part of it, both from his own hand and Law's eyes just watching him.
"Just touch your cock for me, I'll let you have this back if you behave." Law spoke, and Ace's fingers twitched against his own. It was an odd sensation, feeling Law's warm skin against his own, seeing his hand dismembered from his body, but he continued his petting of himself as he stared down at him. He gained great enjoyment from it, Ace's smile spreading across his features and growing as he watched Law's fingers from under his cheek shift and move, eventually reattaching Ace's hand to his body.
Ace hummed in response, huffing through his nose as he circled his engorged clit for the umpteenth time, pressing harder and faster as time progressed. Law brushed one of his hand up, brushing it along Ace's thigh before touching his freshly reattached hand. He pressed his fingers against his palm, working his skin with pale fingers that didn't match the rest of his tanned skin.
"I want to see you fuck yourself on these fingers, but take it slow. One at a time." Law instructed, and Ace obliged, pressing one finger into the wet heat of his center and adjusting his wrist to properly fuck himself on his fingers. He thrusted one in and out, just like instructed, and sighed heartily as he pressed harder against his cock and fucked himself on his finger. "Excellent, Ace-ya."
Ace preened under the attention and slight affection, his own wet slickness dripping down his wrist as his vision went hazy with pleasure he was being allowed to give himself. He shivered fully, hitching out a hiccuping sound as he continued to work himself closer and closer to an awaiting orgasm. Law just continued to watch, eyes shifting form Ace's face to his dripping sex, his pants already decorated in little drips of Ace's evidence of pleasure. He found himself wet in his jeans, but wholly too focused on Ace to care about himself needing some modicum of attention.
"Can you fit a second?"
"For you? Anything." Ace replied to Law's question and decided to give in, pressing a second finger against himself and listening as Law tsk'd and raised one of his hands again. Ace instantly paused, grunting and shivering with the aftershocks of getting himself so close to a precipice of pleasure he found himself so desperate to reach. He raised his own hands away from himself apologetically, raising them in surrender and watching as Law simply just examined him in the aftermath. Law took one of Ace's wrists in his hand, examining the wet slickness of them after being so intimately close to his body. Law leaned back then, letting go of him to allow him to drop his hands, poised in front of his body and ready to get back to the action if Law allowed him.
"Go on ahead, I know how desperate you get." Law chided, and Ace whined low in his throat as his hands back back to his own body. He pressed the heel of his palm against his achingly hard cock, pressing against it hard and bucking into his own hand as he did. His other hand, wet with his own fluids, reached out and grabbed the arm of the chair to center himself as he used his one hand to press two fingers into himself, thrusting against the almost meltingly warm heat of his palm to continue to bring himself pleasure, as he was instructed.
"That's good, Ace-ya. Do you imagine me touching you often?" Law questioned, one of his hands reaching for the one on the arm of his chair and clutching Ace's wrist in his palm. He didn't flinch at the heat, the trickling of flames dancing across Ace's skin as he neared an impending orgasm just bubbling under his skin and waiting to burst. His hair flicked at it's tips like a struck match, and Law sighed almost dreamily at the sight.
"Sometimes." Ace replied breathily, whining as he grinded deeper into his palm and worked himself closer and closer. "Sometime I picture Marco."
Law chuckled then, petting Ace's wrist with his thumb as he looked up at him. "Who are you picturing now, if anyone?"
"You, of course." Ace responded, grinning that fiendish thing that usually decorated his features. He was full of smiles, a laugh bubbling out of his chest as he shivered on his feet. He looked down at Law expectantly, and Law looked up at him with such nonchalance he didn't seem to care about how close Ace was. "Can I cum now, please?"
Law just stared at him as he spoke, looking him up and down and sighing as if he was put out, a dramatic little sound so unlike him that Ace whined a long sound that had Law shifting in his chair and pulling his hand away from Ace's. He rolled his eyes, another trait so distinctly not Law that had Ace flinching against his own palm, huffing and puffing for air as Law simply, eventually, nodded his head.
Ace upped his attempts at getting off again, pressing a third finger into himself and pulling his hand away from the arm of the chair to touch his cock under the seal of his palm. He moaned aloud, shutting his eyes and whining as he continued. In an instant though, the sensations disappeared and Ace butted handless wrists against his body.
"Trafalgar—"
"I didn't say you could just do whatever you wanted. You must listen to my instructions, I give them out for a reason." Law replied, holding Ace's severed hands in his own and happily letting the slick wetness of them transfer to his own palms. He watched as Ace's body heaved for breath and he wavered on his feet before settling and shivering. He gasped to collect as much air as possible before a long, drawn out whine bursted from his chest. He feebly kicked his propped up leg before Law placed his dismembered hands in his lap and used his own to hold Ace's hips.
"Give me another twirl, Ace-ya. I want to see you." Law instructed and Ace whimpered as he obeyed, bringing his leg off of the chair to settled both feet on the ground. He stood, panting and bumping his handless wrists against his body before he hugged himself and gave a slow spin.
Ace's body glimmered with sweat from where he stood, the light radiating from his flaming form causing a roll of light to originate from him. Smoke trailed off of him in soft wisps that also curled out form Ace's sweating palms. His naked form was flushed red almost all over, sweat shiny as he caught sight of himself in the mirror. He paused, shivering, before continuing to face Law again.
"Happy?"
"Delighted." Law spoke with a grin as he lifted his hand and reconnected Ace's hands to his stumped wrists.
Ace's panting started up again in anticipation, his hands shivering as he flexed his fingers and trailed the fluttering things down and into the coarse hair on his navel. Law watched before sighing and motioning for Ace to approach him, Ace walking the short steps that put him back into Law's personal space. Ace was alight with shivers in the aftershocks of getting so close to an awaiting orgasm only to be yanked away from it, and standing before the exact man that tore him away form such a delightful ending.
Law simply just kept smiling, bringing his hands out to palm Ace's hips again and just feel the warmth of his skin. Sweat evaporated off of Ace's overheated form, twirling and winding up and away into little plumes of white that had Law watching in rapt fascination. Ace had always been such a unique specimen, and seeing him up close again had been a wonderful opportunity.
"Bring your leg back up, and you can continue." Law provided, helping Ace lift his leg and place his knee on the plush surface of Law's office chair.
Ace's shivering hands returned to his body, and he brought his fingers to his aching cock and tossed his head back at the first contact with himself. He whimpered deep in his chest, the sound rattling out of him as he circled and pinched his slick cock. The ache soothed itself almost instantly when he touched himself again, fingers dragging through the wetness he produced to fit two fingers into where he was the hottest, gasping out loud as he ground down into his own fingers.
Law watched with that wicked glint in his mismatched eyes, watching Ace closely and petting at his hips with the hands still poised on Ace's body. He rubbed his thumbs into his fire-warmed skin, circling mindless loops into him as Ace jerked against his own fingers and moaned sweetly against his own onslaught. Fucking himself to completion had once seemed so far away, but the sensation came back full force as Ace tilted his head down, swallowing harshly and gasping for breath once he could part his lips again. He looked down at Law with pleas in his eyes, desperate attempts to call out to him to understand what he wanted when Law could so clearly see it on his body. Yet, Law said nothing, waiting patiently as he pet at Ace's flesh leisurely and lovingly.
"C-Can I—" Ace murmured, using his spit-slick tongue to try and formulate words that wanted to drip out like drool. He ground down hard against his own fingers, body tensing as he continued to work himself over, slick dripping down his wrists and thighs as he looked down at Law with a desperate attempt to transfer what he wanted to say into that one-of-a-kind mind of his. "I-I need to cum—"
Law snickered at his choice of words, hands moving back to grab handfuls of Ace's ass and bring him in impossibly closer. Ace stumbled ever so slightly, but didn't move his fingers away form himself as his shin bumped into Law's. Law watched expectantly before he nodded his head, parting his lips to speak his affirmation but couldn't get it out before—
Ace heaved, hiccuping out a sweet sound as he came around his fingers, working his cock efficiently to cum hard and as fast as he could. Law's grip kept him form stumbling backwards as slick release gushed around his palm and fingers as he came rivulets down his wrist and thighs. He panted, head tilted back as if that would help him gather more air into his lungs to moan wantonly as Law watched, his own pants collecting splashes and splatters of Ace's release as he kept cumming and cumming. He eventually settled in the aftershocks, ever so slowly pulling his hands away form his sex to rest them against the arms of Law's chair.
"Good enough? Want me to get you off too?" Ace questioned in a whisper, voice fading ever so slightly into a whine of pleasure as he clenched around nothing. He looked down at Law almost crazedly, desperate to touch and return the affections he'd been allowed. He smiled, showing teeth as Law sighed and shifted his hips, wet in his briefs, before he smiled up at Ace's looming form.
"On your knees."
"Of course!"