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Nine times out of ten Ace would drop anything for Luffy. Anytime the boy wanted something he was there to provide.
Attention, food, it didn’t matter. He was always happy to please him.
He never really thought about it, the fact that he struggled to ever say no. It took a while before it really sunk in that he was worryingly obsessed with his little brother. To a point he was becoming self-aware it was possessive.
He’d never even noticed until Sabo moved out, just how much he stared and wanted. How fucked the scenes in his head were.
It wasn’t until then he decided to act upon it either.
It only got worse being alone more often. Just because Luffy was closer, he was so much closer with only one brother to pester. Close enough to feel and touch, encouraging that closeness. Hell, how could he help himself?
Maybe it was his fault for allowing Sabo to leave when he honestly didn’t really need to, but it wasn’t like he could’ve known Luffy was so easy to coerce.
Fuck was he. Luffy was too fucking easy, so easy it scared him as a brother to even let him leave the house.
It was horrible of him to even think of it, but his immoral lust got the better of him.
Shutting himself in Luffy’s room one day after driving himself crazy in his own, figuring out how he was supposed to live like this anymore.
Luffy had looked up from a game he was playing thinking Ace was gonna join, already excited he was in his room.
In that instant he could’ve turned back, not wanting to ruin the pure thing seated on the floor in front of him with such innocent eyes.
He never should’ve made the attempt. But all he had to say was, ‘Wanna try something?’ and Luffy was like a dog waiting to play.
He’d gone over and sat on his bed, from there forcing Luffy to his lap. Doing everything he needed before they were sweaty and he was toppling over him.
Luffy knew what was going, he knew what Ace was doing. He let him, either curious or stupid. But for Ace the innocence he observed something fake or deceiving.
Instead of acting clueless Luffy was asking things that would push them further, realizing his older brother has been viewing him as a desire.
It was probably wrong of him- it all was, but especially since he was rougher, more spoiling when Luffy whispered all the things he did.
How he knew what they were doing, why they were doing it. That he wanted to. Yet never clarifying anything more than he just wanted to feel good.
The fact that Luffy had let Ace handle him like a toy made him change his mind. Less guilt. Any weary gone, in his head he was saving his brother from someone who could’ve been worse than himself.
Ace was way too deep into the idea.
He was helping Luffy, saving him the trouble and giving him a worthy experience. Why should he need anyone else? They couldn’t love him nearly as much anyway.
But he wouldn’t tell Luffy that.
It made him his first. Of course. And he should be his first if that was how it’d be, he’d do it right.
He’d treat him as sweet as he deserved. No one else needed to touch him, from then on nobody was allowed to. He’d be sure, it meant no one else was allowed to touch Luffy.
With Sabo gone staying in a dorm for college, he was always left alone with Luffy until weekends. Which only led to teaching Luffy everything he shouldn’t in between.
It wasn’t fair to force emotions onto Luffy that he probably didn’t have, but it didn’t matter.
They had sex, and it really surprised him the boy already knew big details, just lacking the knowledge of why they shouldn’t be touching each other. Why it was wrong, immoral. Why he shouldn’t tell others. He had to teach him these things.
They were brothers, yeah. But to Ace he couldn’t give less of a fuck of what that even meant for them.
He just had to trust the idea that if there was real blood involved, he wouldn’t have those feelings, think the things he does, but he’d never know and maybe it was better that way.
After that Luffy never said no to pleasure. In fact at times he seemed to beg for it.
He knew Luffy was always greedy and childish, that he’d always push for his way. That there was no saying no, when he really wanted something.
He was never satisfied with one round, or two, just as long as he physically could. It made it incredibly difficult for Ace, so hard to not deny the boy when he himself couldn’t go on.
Ace didn’t even have to initiate anymore, seeing Luffy more fixated, becoming more addicted than he could’ve assumed.
He would still feel genuine guilt when Luffy would act too carefree about it, when he’d get too desperate.
It was his fault he even thought about sex so he always did anything Luffy wanted.
Often he wasn’t sure if Luffy knew just how wrong it really was, or if he even ever thought about the two of them romantically instead of solely just to fuck.
It embarrassed him to daydream about when he wasn’t the type. Because he was in love with Luffy, they weren’t on the same page.
He kept silent, never saying anything too obvious or weird, but he was dying for Luffy to feel the same so he could say anything he wanted.
But, he did know showing Luffy something as addictive as sex wouldn’t end with just moving on.
He knew that from the start but fucked up anyway. Maybe that’s why he did it. For the greed, the attention.
He knew Luffy would eventually get real bratty about it. Act like it was something they obviously should be doing. Push and plea for it enough he’d finally have to say no, but even at that point Ace always gave in somehow. Fucking him satisfied. Every time like it was the last.
He didn’t expect Luffy to be as confident as he was, he was way too bold to be so needy or teasing.
It fucked with him sometimes that Luffy immediately acted like he already knew. He wasn’t as submissive and cute as he would’ve preferred, but maybe Luffy was just too excited.
When he’d pick up on the little things that Luffy seemed to really like or get off on made his heart rush every time.
Accidentally thinking about them at work was gonna get him fired if he kept up the overly frequent bathroom breaks. He couldn’t help it when his little brothers voice would play in his head when he got bored, when he’d think about how much Luffy loves it when he really puts all his weight on him, hugs him tight to fuck him better.
It was thinking of stuff like that drove him crazy, he couldn’t believe he could think about Luffy so much. It was getting to a point he’d need time away just so he’d stop the fixation he had that was way fucking past love.
After months of coming home from work ready to fuck his brother for the night, Luffy clung to him nearly every hour of the day.
He worried when Sabo came home on weekends, hoping he wasn’t doing anything he couldn’t notice. Keeping his distance from Luffy.
Ace hated himself when Luffy wasn’t paying attention to him.
Saturday’s were the worst since Luffy was always all over Sabo. Ignoring him completely.
It was insane to be jealous of his other brother, and he knew that.
All he prayed was that Luffy didn’t think about having sex with Sabo just cause they did, that’s not what he’d trained him for.
It was then when it started bleeding into Sabo’s time too. The second he went to shower, if he slept a little earlier- Ace took the chance for a blow job or more.
That was the only times Luffy seemed to hesitate. The idea of Sabo seeing him with Ace’s cock down his throat scared him. The way Ace had begged him really made him think the reaction would be devastating. He didn’t want Sabo to see that.
Every time he’d begged Luffy to make sure not to say a word. It was terrifying with how easy Luffy could slip. But as long as he wasn’t asked directly, ‘Hey does Ace fuck you’ he was sure he’d be fine.
Sometimes those were the bests exchanges for Ace, one of the only instances where Luffy was the meek little thing he expected.
Seeing him worried and sloppy just to hurry in case they were caught. Fuck did he love it.
Even better when Luffy was really too scared, using just his hand instead to get Ace off- blushing and looking away like he wasn’t even touching him.
In the first weeks they’re were inseparable. Luffy always waited till Ace opened the front door and then he was being carried away.
There wasn’t a surface in their home they hadn’t caught themselves fucking over, intentionally or not. The times Ace came home to Luffy waiting in his bed from impatience he was extra sweet.
Though, the times Ace was off work it was bothersome. Because knowing they had an entire day- it was both heaven and hell.
They’d fuck for hours, the only time Luffy wouldn’t care to miss a meal. The only time they were sane and worn-out the next day. Insatiable when they had a break from responsibilities.
Ace had got to watch Luffy’s slow descent to mutual obsession, joining him in the worst way. He wondered when Luffy’s fun would turn to love as well, if he even thought that far. Still, he waited for the day.
Oddly, they rarely kissed. In fact, they’d never had a ‘real’ kiss. Ace thought it could be something he saved for when Luffy really did love him, for more than just his brother.
But sometimes he forgets, kissing his neck or jaw, but always missing his lips fully by an inch.
It all really helped Ace pick up on his own actions. He spoiled Luffy, indulged and pampered the boy endlessly, even if Luffy was a serious brat it really didn’t bother him.
Nine times out of ten he would drop anything for Luffy. Anytime the boy wanted something he was there to provide.
Attention, food, sex, it didn’t matter. He was always happy to please him.
Until he wasn’t. Just, until he was nearly tired of fucking him every single day.
The novelty became less valuable with frequency.
It became almost annoying, doing anything and everything whenever Luffy wanted, even if he was exhausted and feeling lifeless.
He felt himself get more tired and tired each day, the brattiness he’d been so infatuated with starting to exhaust him. Even more, he could deny him, say no.
It was getting dangerously close to a point they didn’t need to be at anyways. Genuine months of getting little to no breaks in between, some days he really wished Sabo stayed longer.
They should go with out touching each other some weeks. It didn’t need to be every fucking second of every day.
Sure he loved Luffy that much he could’ve, but it was a serious addiction. It was worse and painful knowing Luffy only wanted the sex and nothing more, which what was probably the main reason.
Or simply, he’d fucked Luffy enough that his initial bliss of, ‘I never thought this was possible’ wore off some.
It was fucked but it was the truth, knowing he had access whenever he wanted made it easy to care less and less. Getting enough of his guilty lust exude he could go without it.
The only problem was Luffy couldn’t, they didn’t think in the same ways.
“Luffy would you please fuck off?” Ace grunted, shrugging his shoulder so Luffy’s hands fell.
Luffy’s mouth snapped shut. His eyebrows knit and he stared.
It was the first time Ace genuinely seemed pissed off instead of kindly dismissive of his pleas.
In those cases, sometimes he could push just a little more and Ace would break.
It’d been a full week since Ace touched him last. He was starting to think he wasn’t good enough anymore, maybe he did something wrong.
In that week Ace had only allowed anything sexual if it was getting his dick sucked, always leaving Luffy to get off however without his help.
It gave him the great idea, probably terrible idea.
Ace was turned from him, playing a game with Sabo on his computer and wearing a headset to talk over.
Something he had told Luffy he’d be doing so don’t bother him. Giving him a good enough reason to be so bothered over being begged for sex.
Seeing he’d rather spend time with Sabo had his mind rampant too. That maybe he’d stopped looking at Luffy for him instead.
He was already jealous to be excluded from playing a game anyway, so he didn’t care to interrupt.
He put a hand to Ace shoulder again, leaning to his ear to mumble.
“Can I play with you guys then?”
He snuck his other hand up so he could rest his head over him with both hands on his brothers shoulders.
“No Luffy- I told you not to come in here—“
“Come play with me?” Luffy murmured with lips on his ear, squeezing Ace a little and leaving soft breaths on his skin.
Even if Ace got shivers it was his boiling point. But not the kind Luffy expected. He threw his elbow back shoving hands off him, and rolled his chair up to yank away, forcing Luffy off of him.
“I said fuck off.” Ace yelled without even looking at him, keeping his eyes glued to the fast paced game he’d been focused on.
It really was his breaking point, Luffy pestered and pestered all day just to not get the hint.
Worse that he encroached where Ace specifically said not to.
Luffy stepped backwards and he just stared, at the back of his chair.
He wasn’t sure if he was supposed to get angry or upset. But seeing how Ace easily returned to laughing and chatting with Sabo over the game he quickly got mad.
His face always showed his emotions so blatantly but Ace wasn’t looking at him anyway.
Luffy walked up behind him and knelt to the ground, crawling to fit in the space beneath Ace’s desk.
Since he scooted up so far it was easy, quickly running his hands up his leg to unbutton his shorts, yanking them hard.
Ace seriously thought he’d leave the room, not noticing his little brother between his legs till he was pulling his shorts off.
God he was mad, seriously annoyed and ready to kick Luffy away. He shook his head and his keys were hit louder.
But, glancing down to the quick hands and knowing Luffy gave insane blowjobs he stupidly pretended not to notice yet.
Even if Luffy was rough and pulling on him he was softer once he got his hands up Ace’s shorts, tugging his boxers down and lifting his thick cock to his lips.
Gently he stuck his tongue out, worming in under his length to coax it into his mouth from the underneath.
Ace jolted in his seat, feeling a shock slowly run through him, sighing softly and spreading his knees a little.
He couldn’t believe he was allowing it, his cheeks a little pink just thinking of the view.
“Hm.” Luffy hummed, acknowledging his approval.
Once Ace seemed less hostile he pushed his lips skillfully up his cock, forcing his length down his throat till his nose was bumping a nest of suffocating pubes.
He moaned soft. His lips tingle from the stretch, face hot and body heating up from Ace’s cock already fully settled in his tight throat.
Hearing a shallow exhale above him made him hold back smirk, sliding his fingers up to grab at Ace’s thighs.
“Here- you take this.” Ace said unbothered, unstrained or showing any sign he was getting his dick sucked, still talking to Sabo with their game.
Luffy rolled his eyes. Why wasn’t Ace saying he needed to go yet? Even just a bathroom break? He could make it quick.
The fact that Ace was still ignoring him made him more bothered.
It was dumb to think Ace should always drop everything for him but he usually did, he was still getting used to the sudden change.
He sucked harder on his length on purpose, getting it all slippery with enough spit it was dripping, making a little noise to maybe get a reaction but there was nothing.
He tried going slow, the slowest drags of his tongue and lips over the head, teasing licks over the slit to make Ace moan but there was still nothing.
The most he got was when his canine tooth grazed the tip, his brothers knees jump and a hand shot to his hair.
Luffy was ecstatic, bobbing sloppy over his cock feeling fingers clench.
He moans when Ace’s nails are harder, so his rhythm is harder. Maybe if he was loud enough Sabo would hear.
Ace kept reassigning where his feet rested, the pleasure of Luffy’s hot throat too much to keep still.
He feels Luffy try and sit up more, his hands a little higher on his waist.
He can tell how much Luffy enjoys the fingers in his hair, but they can’t stay, His hand is ripped away like he was never supposed to touch.
Luffy groans, annoyed and pushy. He bumps the chair with his knees and he knows Ace is pissed.
“Ace? You good?” Sabo’s voice was clear through the headphones, noticing Ace barely moving in the game since his hand was occupied.
Ace risked a glance down and his stomach dropped, twisting with bugs and lust.
He shouldn’t be allowed such a sight, to see his little brother sucking his cock so diligent, seated up on his knees with his cheeks all red and puffy as he sank and rose.
He had his eyes closed looking too soft all around, his damp hair moving with the rest of him.
Getting to hear tiny puffs from his nose and the faintest moans each time the head of his cock thumped against the back of his throat. Fuck.
Ace quickly shot his eyes back to the screen and shook off any thought. He was supposed to be mad, and Luffy shouldn’t even be there.
“Yea, yeah. Sorry.” Ace says, breathy and it makes Luffy hum.
If Ace was trying to ignore him he had a better plan, keeping a slow careful bob till Ace spoke again.
It wasn’t fair. Ace told him to leave, denied anything Luffy asked for, but he’ll sit and ignore him for a blowjob? Fuck off. He should’ve stopped him if he really wanted to be left alone.
Luffy got quicker as his thoughts deepened. It got wetter and wetter, slippery letting spit bubble up in the corners of his mouth to drip as he waited, ready for any sound.
“Do you have- a-a—gh—!” Ace moaned. Pain shot through him, fire where Luffy was fucking up.
Ace slapped a hand over his mouth, his other hand curling up on his mouse and then slamming the desk hard.
He’d hunched over, holding the desk so tight. Shaking his head with hard pants.
He quickly muted himself, throwing his headset off. He sharply rolls his chair back but Luffy pushed with it, keeping his lips tight to the base of his cock.
“Ace? You okay?” Sabo laughs nervously.
Luffy heard Sabo through the headset he threw off. Glancing up to Ace and pretending he was innocent.
He’d bitten his cock a little too hard maybe.
Fingers quickly laced in his hair and his eyes flutter a little, but then they’re clenching so rough it hurts.
His head is yanked, Ace pulls him by the hair so hard all his skin spikes.
He drags him off his dick rough by the black hair bunched in his fist, watching the stupid amount of saliva and precum connecting in strings, stretching from Luffy’s lips and tongue.
So much still bridging to Ace’s cock flopping out from being nestled deep in his throat.
Ace grunts and backs his chair up, pulling at hair till the snotty globs finally break between them, leaving Luffy with his tongue out catching breath.
His hands shoot to Ace’s tangled in his hair trying to push it away but he doesn’t budge.
Luffy looked up after being so roughly handled, his throat aching from a rude exit. He meets eyes with Ace finally and he wishes he hadn’t.
“Ace it—“
“Get the fuck out.”
Ace speaks through his teeth, his tone dripping with an anger that could’ve been ten times worse if he wasn’t holding back on how seriously pissed he was.
“Now.”
Instead of moving Luffy stares, scared and showing his desperate confusion.
Because he doesn’t move Ace does for him, dragging him painfully by the hair from under his desk to throw to the side.
Ace wishes he cared in the moment of how fucking rough he was, but he was too damn furious to bother, shoving Luffy to the floor behind him and dropping him like he meant nothing.
“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Ace yells.
Luffy’s eyes were frantic still processing Ace pulled him like that. Before he can say anything Ace grabs his wrist.
“Do I not do enough for you? Can I have just- a single fucking second to myself?” His grip gets tighter the seemingly more angry he gets.
“Ace stop—“ Luffy says, yanking his hand away but he doesn’t let go. “I didn’t—“
When it starts to hurt he pulls harder, ripping his wrist back and sitting normal to look up at him.
Ace had already quickly turned away from him, pulling his shorts back up then rolling his chair under the desk to flip the headset back on.
“Sorry, there was a spider on me.” Ace mumbles a quick lie.
“You idiot.” Sabo chuckles.
Completely dismissed and ignored Luffy’s eyes are so wide. Confused. Back to staring at Ace’s black chair from the floor behind him.
He holds his head, just staring and staying where Ace threw him. He doesn’t understand how Ace could get so mad, so loud.
His throat hurts, unsure if it’s the pain or cause he’s about to cry.
He scrambled up and rushed to the door, slamming it as hard as he could behind him.
The door is blunt, a loud slam and he’s pressed against it once he’s in the hall. Standing still to process.
He can’t even think first before his face is hot with tears, blurring his eyes and dripping off his face. Luffy holds his sobs and feels the lump in his throat. His fingers close and he folds them behind his back.
“Ahaha!” He hears, Ace laughing loudly like nothing happened at all.
It makes him jolt against the door. Quickly he rubs his wrist over his eyes and quietly walks to the living room, slumping on the couch and holding his head in his hands.
‘Stupid Ace, stupid fucking Ace!” He thinks, fisting his hair and remembering the sting.
It didn’t make any fucking sense to him. They’d spent week after week all over each other, for hours, everyday, months, and suddenly Ace is done with him?
Yeah, Ace explained they should calm down blah, blah. But he couldn’t accept why it even needed to change.
He couldn’t accept Ace acting so insane over it. He was wrong for what he did, but seeing Ace’s initiative becoming rare when he used to be so sweet everyday fucked with him.
Sure, he could deal with Ace saying no to him. He’d give up after a while.
It was more the fact that he was entirely excluded from simply joining them just for a game. He knows he hogs Sabo when he’s around, but Ace didn’t have to be so horrible.
He hates that he’s crying. It was so stupid. Instead of dealing with the pain he turns the TV on. Sniffling hard and curling up under a blanket to see if he can pretend nothing happened too.
Even if the TV was blaring his thoughts were louder. Ace started all of this. He showed him.
He did this to him and now he gets mad when he wants to do it? It wasn’t fair. Ace shouldn’t be allowed to be upset with him. Luffy knows what he did was messed up but Ace could at least understand.
It was too stressful and frustrating to dwell on with no outlet but himself.
Instead he really did get invested in the TV, finding something he was interested enough in to drown the sound of Ace’s muffled voice out.
—
“Alright, goodnight Ace.” Sabo sighed calmly.
“Bye, see you tomorrow?”
“Hmm I think so, I’ll be over early. G’night!”
“Bye.”
Ace hung up and switched his computer off. It’d been a few hours since Luffy left but it was all he had thought about.
His heart plummeted every time he remembered the look on his face.
It was Ace’s fault Luffy was so spoiled for it, thinking the only way to get him normal again would be some discipline but it was killing him that he had even yelled at the boy.
Worse. He did worse than that, probably actually hurting him.
His stomach felt sick from thinking about confronting him again. He tried to enjoy the time he put aside to spend with Sabo but it was tainted with the feeling he needed to rush out and apologize.
Yet he stayed, warding it away to play and forget about it.
Ace stands and paces in his room. He wasn’t even sure if Luffy was still awake.
They played for long, the longer he stayed playing the longer he had before needing to feel awful again. Being around midnight was probably a bad time to deal with it.
It was a horrible tactic that only made it worse. He prayed Luffy would forgive him.
He stands still. What he did wasn’t even that bad right? Luffy purposefully did that shit to make him mad, and that definitely hurt enough to be as upset as he was.
Maybe he should stop thinking and hurry to his brother before he convinces himself he doesn’t need to say sorry.
Which thankfully comes to mind.
He quickly opens his door but is slower when he hears noise. He walks to the living room to see Luffy cocooned in a blanket on the couch, watching some show in the dark.
Ace isn’t sure if Luffy heard or noticed him or not but he hopes it was okay to approach.
He walks into view where Luffy definitely sees him, who darts his eyes back to the TV.
His heart already hurts with how depressed Luffy seemed, the light of the TV showing obvious signs he’d been crying.
“You okay?” Ace sighs, coming over to sit next to him.
He gently sits on the couch. Waiting. Luffy doesn’t turn or speak.
Ace still waits, watching the colors change on his face from the show he ignored him for.
“Luffy.” Ace says again, “Answer me?”
The longer he waited the more the TV felt really fucking loud, annoying with the time he stared, seeing how difficult Luffy was starting the seem.
Ace sighs again and yanks the remote from the coffee table to shut it off.
The whole room goes dark, forgetting that was the only real light they were getting.
He waits till his eyes adjust to speak again, seeing the outline of Luffy’s features define.
Only a slight glow from faint light the window offered. Streetlights hidden by the curtain enough to at least show his expression.
“Talk to me, please?” Ace mumbles.
Maybe the dark would help a little, he thinks.
Luffy still gives him nothing, turning his head away so he can’t even see Ace in his peripherals.
It hurt to see him so upset, causing Ace to rush with shame and worry.
They hadn’t had any issues before, yeah they’d argued in the past over silly things— but this was something he didn’t want to lose.
It was selfish, but he was long past a moral person anyway.
He sinks closer on the couch, putting a arm around Luffy’s shoulders and turning his head with a hand.
‘Get away from me. Stop. Don’t touch me. Go away. Stop it-.’
Luffy’s head screams, wanting to burst and go off on Ace but he was petty. He’d rather ignore him like he’d been and stay quiet.
He lets his head be turned but he closes his eyes.
“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry Luffy.” Ace rubs a thumb over his cheek, “I didn’t mean to hurt you.” He murmurs softly.
Luffy’s lips twitch and he feels his stomach twist, but he keeps his eyes squeezed shut.
“I’m really sorry— what’s wrong? Seriously please talk to me.” Ace’s voice is smoother, and his hands continue to softly rub over his skin.
“Sorry I reacted like that- it just- that shit hurt and I wasn’t in the mood.”
Luffy’s eyebrows lower.
“Luffy?” Ace whispers, holding his face still.
There’s dead silence but he can see Luffy struggle to stay calm. His eyebrows and eyes so tense. Ace can’t see from the darkness but he’s blushing.
Ace pushes the blanket away, pulling it off his head so he can’t hide in it.
“I’m sorry okay? What can I do to make you talk to me?” Ace says as he pushes the blanket down to Luffy’s waist.
Luffy yanks his head back to stare at the floor, his eyes flicking back and forth and he shuts them again.
He gets lost for a moment in the stark silence and darkness, skin jolting when Ace starts leaning on him. He pushes gently, grabbing at him, coaxing him to lay his back on the couch.
All the while he doesn’t look, he doesn’t open his eyes or even react. Pretending like Ace really isn’t there even if he’s physically moving him. He let him.
There was a chance Ace was getting more and more frustrated, shifting and huffing each time he was ignored.
“Not gonna talk to me anymore?” Ace leans down to speak against his neck, feeling Luffy shudder, “Do I need to make you talk?” He mumbles.
Luffy trembles immediately, knowing he was at least listening.
Ace starts licking where his neck meets his shoulder, scraping his teeth and kissing gently.
He knows Luffy could be stubborn enough, that he’d really get up and leave if he wanted.
The sound kills him, Luffy’s heart beat picks up. It shouldn’t work like that. Ace shouldn’t be able to make him feel all crazy over nothing.
Yet he feigns off, not moving an inch and staring at the black void that should be a ceiling. The muted room except for the sound of Ace’s lips sucking at his skin made his body heat up.
He lays there pathetically, planning to let Ace do whatever till he gives up and just leaves.
“Hm, okay.” Ace slurs, moving off a hickey and staring down at him. “Thought you wanted to?”
Luffy closes his eyes again, keeping his hands tightly balled to his chest to keep from accidentally touching him.
“This really how you wanna play?” Ace sighs seeming more annoyed, sitting up and pulling Luffy’s legs.
The feeling of his legs behind spread and anchored around Ace’s hips shoots a jolt through him, opening his eyes.
Their vision had adjusted enough they really could just see each other pretty clear now, so he turns his head away.
“This is dumb Luffy…” Ace huffs.
He slides a hand through his hair then placed it on the couch to lean closer to the boys ear.
“Don’t say anything if I should fuck you, right now.”
Luffy’s eyes widened and tingles fill him up till he has the move something, kicking his leg just a little.
Everything about Ace’s tone change made him shiver, he was closer, warmer, his voice deeper. Almost breaking already.
“That seems like consent to me.” Ace smirks, pulling back and slipping his hand down Luffy’s torso, resting fingers on his waist.
“Hm, don’t say anything if I shouldn’t use a condom?” He smiles big.
Luffy’s heart was thumping, he swore he could hear it at this point. His back and shoulders were hot, his face definitely pink or red.
“Damn Luffy, you poor thing.” Ace clicks his tongue, “Don’t say anything if you want me to fuck you, if you don’t wanna be able to fucking walk tomorrow.”
Luffy squirms. Oh god, he thinks, Ace was probably serious.
His gut is begging him to speak and not just let it happen, but his lower half fought the idea of pushing Ace away.
Ace could get away with anything if he really wanted to right then. Luffy seriously planned on staying silent.
It sucked cause he really did want Ace to touch him. But he was still mad at him, too frustrated with it all to talk it out but he didn’t think ignoring him would get him on his back with his pants down.
Ace drags his hand to pull Luffy’s shorts off, quickly exposing his hard cock.
“Seriously? I’m not surprised I guess. My little brother’s always such a whore.” Ace mumbles, “Always ready for me.”
There’s a pause and Luffy can’t help the way his hips were dying to buck or get any sort of movement, but he forced himself still no matter what Ace was doing to him.
“Ha, last chance?” Ace tries to look at him but he can’t see with his face turned and room dark.
Ace waited for a response, assuming Luffy really would say something.
“I’m serious Luffy, don’t make me do this to you.”
Luffy almost kicked him and stormed off simply from the way Ace was treating his silence.
He didn’t always pick up on Ace’s weird choice in words but when he did they really fucked with him.
On the other hand Ace was impressed Luffy was still hanging on, able to stay seriously acting like he wasn’t there. The only clue being how he shook and twitched a little.
Maybe Luffy keeping quiet was something he wanted.
He never seemed to shut up during sex but that definitely didn’t bother him, he could do without smart remarks and teases- which now would be a ample time to test it.
“Okay, fine. Don’t act like I didn’t warn you.” Ace shrugged acting like it was the only choice.
He leaned over again to rest on his arm, his other sneaking down to free his own dick, resting the heat on Luffy’s.
“You can’t be mad at me for this too if you’re not gonna stop me.”
Luffy’s brows slant and his fingers flex on his chest. Of course he could.
He would be mad. He was mad. Deciding he wouldn’t say a word but Ace was using it against him? Of course he could.
Sure, he could simply say no and break the stupid pride he had in keeping silent, trying to ignore Ace like Ace ignored him.
But that means, Ace wins. And Ace always wins. It’s not like he wasn’t getting what he wanted either, it just wasn’t how he expected.
Instead of giving Ace any clue in on a response to how he was feeling he turns on his side under him, like he was just going to sleep on the couch for the night, ignoring that Ace was loomed over him and holding his thigh to his hip.
“Oh I see now, you want it like this huh?” Ace says, dropping his leg to grab the other, yanking Luffy’s right leg over his shoulder so he could angle his profound erection against his hole.
Before Ace had started denying Luffy, the boy was always ready to go, sometimes still loose or leaking because the short hours in between. It almost made him regret the restraint having to delay, not having that case being his own fault.
Luffy moved his hands to lay on, folding to rest them under his head like he was ready for a nap.
His torso faced the TV but Ace kept his leg stationed over his shoulder, the other hung around his hip. Like that was a normal way to fucking sleep, acting as if everything was fine.
But of course inside his nerves were shot with courses of adrenaline that begged to betray himself so he could really play with Ace.
Feeling fingers feel around till they find his thigh, slipping down to his ass and spreading over everywhere that made his skin burn with Ace’s touch.
“There’s no way you can keep this up Luffy.” Ace laughs.
Hearing Ace try and break him even before he did anything was annoying. Yes he could.
It didn’t matter if he was shivering from just his words, all he had to do was not respond anyways. It only made Luffy more dead set on staying mute no matter what.
His shoulders turned in some the closer Ace got, hiding his cheek with his shoulder and clutching the blanket that laid beneath his head.
Ace’s hand pulls away, from what Luffy can hear he’s wetting his fingers, sucking them between his lips for a moment.
Luffy was sweating, Ace trapping him against the cushions and just being too close made him so hot all over.
Quickly he hears Ace suck his fingers till they slip from his lips, hurrying back down to smear on his lying cunt.
“You’re lucky, this shit is just so damn cute to me. I could’ve just left you here like this you know.” Ace murmurs, his fingers finally there, pressing on the beating hole.
Luffy’s stomach floundered with impatience, want. Fuck Ace for talking so much, he thinks. His whole body getting a worse wave of heat knowing what’s next.
“So cute. God- fucking adorable.” Ace speaks under his breath, he squeezed the boys knee, placing a quick kiss to his skin, “I wish I could see you better. I wanna see how cute you look trying to hold back.”
He knew Luffy hated it when he’d call him cute, it always got a good reaction but now he was forced speechless instead.
Any annoyance he had was quickly replaced when fingers slip in.
Luffy falls apart internally, a hand yanking away from serving as a pillow to hold over his lips.
Oh fuck him, Luffy grinds his teeth. Stupid to think he could do this. He couldn’t be resilient enough to stop from tiny moans, he’d try his best but it was really futile. Yet he swore on his sanity not to emit any real words Ace could win from.
He holds his breath and his whole body is tensed, trying to pretend Ace’s fingers working inside him didn’t make his head light.
Ace smirks and pushes his fingers, opening the two digits to swirl and stretch.
Pathetically he has to grip the couch already, holding his breath and braced for that fragile sanity.
He hates that Ace knows, that he can feel his muscles lock up against him.
It makes it worse, thick fingers curling up and grinding on that spot instead of spreading when his legs twitched.
Luffy exhales hard in his hand, his fingertips on his cheek burn. And he just can’t, Ace knew his reactions and triggers too well.
But it didn’t stop him from holding on, even if his stomach is tied in knots and killing him with butterflies he keeps his teeth shut painfully, feeling the force of holding back moans, his throat burning and building pressure.
His legs were shooting with jolts, taking everything he had to not squeeze his thighs around Ace.
He should’ve chosen a better position, something less relaxed that wouldn’t make his insides scream trying to stay still for.
Luffy hears Ace chuckle and it makes his face hotter, his head getting chills from sweat already dripping from his bangs.
Ace’s fingers were too thick to start, circling and prodding inside him- trying to make him squirm or moan instead of making room.
He’d really pass out trying to keep his sounds in, feeling fatigue from straining all his limbs off spasms.
Oh god his face was a mess, like he was holding back a scream. His eyebrows inconsistently pinching with his lips distressed, biting and scrunching.
His shoulders and spine the only thing he could keep still enough to bare it. He knew how fucked he really was at that point, barely stable from only fingers.
Ace seemed to slow down and relief bubbles up, his fingers barely pumping till they’re dragging out, and regretfully he takes the chance to try and breathe again.
“Mng—…!” He moans softly, so quiet and forcing it to fade.
He panics, keeping his eyes squeezed shut but they’re racing behind his eyelids.
He was so damn stupid to think he could stay relaxed.
Ace only slowed to add another digit, shoving back inside him to spread and work him open.
“Oh? What’s wrong Luffy?” Ace faked sounding concerned. “Tell me, tell your big brother what’s wrong, you’re not asleep are you?”
His fingers pumped faster, doing that shit where he grinds his knuckles inside him again.
‘Fuck, fuck, fuck.’ Luffy curses, swallowing back saliva that threatened dribbling down his chin.
He puts more pressure on his lips, not like it could help.
Luffy felt suffocated, his head pulsing and feeling too dizzy.
The heat and Ace’s closeness overbearing, his own hand keeping him from barely any oxygen. He breathed disturbingly hard through his nose, making it basically pointless to cover his lips.
Ace couldn’t get enough of feeling him squirm, his struggled breaths. His walls clenching around his fingers even thought he tried to act like he was feeling nothing.
That tiny moan was a good enough cue for Ace he knew he was gonna love this.
He shoved his fingers deep, sloppily pumping into his little brother’s cunt just to see if he could get another shy moan, but Luffy was pretty tough.
He slid them out, slow and seeing if Luffy would fall for it twice, trying to catch him when he relaxes. But he was smart that time, staying completely still and tensed, holding his breath and visibly shaking till he was sure Ace was really done.
“M’starting to miss that voice of yours Luffy.” Ace sighed, “Where’s your usual fire? Not gonna bait me today?”
As much as Luffy wanted to he couldn’t care less about saying things that’d get him fucked harder. This was enough.
It was probably bad he was really starting to love it. The spite he had for Ace was dissipating, somehow it’d turned into something more fun than just letting him fuck him normally.
Maybe he should piss him off more often.
“Should I really pretend your sleeping? We both know this is ridiculous.” Ace leans down closer to Luffy again, his breath hot on the boys much hotter ears.
Luffy shudders.
He feels it, the head of Ace’s cock slid, right over his pulsing wet hole, warm and slightly smearing spit and pushing like it was trying to shove in already.
“I’m not gonna be easy on you just cause you’re upset with me. I’ll fuck you like always.”
Ace voice shakes, like he was cockblocking himself just to get some words in, “Just say something and I’ll sto—, I’ll be more gentle with you.”
Luffy swallows, his throat itchy, tight, but he can’t tell if it’s cause he wants to scream or stay silent.
“I’m not stopping if you’re really letting me fuck you like this right now.”
Ace kisses his ear, feeling the warmth of Luffy’s face radiating all over.
Luffy almost whines, keeping his lips covered firmly, palm soaked with sweat sticky to his face.
What the fuck is wrong with Ace, he thinks. He had to be stalling, no way would he give so many chances for escape if he wasn’t nervous.
Fingertips rub over his cheek and tuck hair behind his ear, feeling a thumb over his lip to turn his head gently.
His whole body aches from the position. He almost gives up then if it’s how Ace planned to fuck him. His neck craned, turned to look up at him but his legs and torso were in two difficult positions as well.
“Ngh—“ Luffy grunts in his hand, unable to stay so twisted for him.
He weakly turns his head away to lessen the feeling his bones would snap, ashamed he even reacted.
“Tch. Fine Luff. You want something worse?”
The younger’s stomach drops, heart confused whether to react to the pleasure or fear.
Ace roughly pushes his shoulder down hard, forcing him to lay normally on his back where he can’t look away, correcting his torso and hips so he can take both his legs. Pushed and bent till he has Luffy’s knees pressed to shoulders.
If only they didn’t lack the space on the couch, he’d shove them to the cushions.
Even if he can’t see he knows Luffy shot a glare to him.
“Damn you’re a heavy sleeper huh? You think you can sleep through this?” Ace laughs, knowing how red Luffy must be.
Before Luffy can process anything Ace had to say his cock is back to prodding at his cunt, slipping over his hole like he needed permission. He shivers, feeling his dick leak from the tease.
“M’ gonna fuck you now,” Ace sighs, holding his legs against the couch, “Do me a favor and don’t wake up.”
Luffy almost whines in agreement, almost bucks against him like a little plea he’s ready. But if anything at all he just squeezed his eyes shut again, praying he really could win.
Though, it’d be near impossible.
The second he holds his breath Ace was slamming into him, stuffing his cock so deep with his first plunge just to make Luffy give up already.
He can’t moan, can’t scream or beg. All he can do is clench his teeth and eyes and pray.
His whole body shoves with the pump, his shoulders knocking the arm rest painfully.
Ace’s breathing staggered above him, making soft groans with nails digging hard in his thighs to keep his legs open.
“Fuck Luffy,” he moans, pulling his body to slam with his cock each movement, making it worse and worse with each increment, “L-Love— love how you always stay so tight for me even if I fuck you everyday.”
One of Luffy’s arms shot to grip the arm rest, breaking the idea of being asleep. It had nothing to do with Luffy, how tight he could feel inside. It was Ace’s ability to fill him, keep him stretched and fucked- he was just a mold of his dick at this point and it really felt that way.
His lips quiver, the heat was making him feel crazy. His whole body jittery and confused, dying to react to the unbearable jolts from Ace’s cock thick and hot filling him up.
Part of him wanted to shatter, wanted to sob Ace’s name till he couldn’t.
Each time it feels like Ace is letting up it’s only to angle better, fuck him harder.
Accidentally his fingers glide over Ace’s, begging to squeeze for support, so he knew how good he felt, but they instantly slipped away to hold to cushion instead.
It must’ve made Ace mad cause he yanks Luffy, pulling him hard so he can sit on his heels and fuck Luffy stupid in his lap.
He holds him by his shoulders and lower back since Luffy refused to touch him, lifting and shoving him on and off his length.
“Oh god Luffy,” He pants, squeezing his arms around his back to hold him up, “Even cuter like this, you love it when I fuck you in my lap yeah? Don’t you wanna tell me?”
He breathes against Luffy’s shoulder, feeling his damp sweaty hair tickle his nose.
“How’re you feeling baby, is it not enough? I won’t know unless you tell me.” Ace grins, letting Luffy feel on his skin.
He grips him harder, grabbing his hips rough so he can lift and push him quicker as he fucked up into him, making Luffy feel too controlled and helpless.
Luffy’s eyes blur, proving he was barely holding on anymore. His hands were to touchy to pass, he’d failed already with so much movement.
He didn’t grab onto Ace at least, he kept his fists balled and held to his chest safely.
He kinda loved it, the idea that Ace could be horny enough to fuck him in his sleep. Maybe the idea that if he really was asleep, this was how Ace would treat him, what he’d say.
He drooled, tasting blood from how much pressure it took to keep his mouth shut. His whole body shook and twitched, Ace’s cock slamming too deep and sloppy, like he didn’t give a fuck about his own pleasure. He only wanted Luffy to lose.
“Cmon’ wanna hear you damn it.” Ace grunts, struggled breathing and scraping teeth on the boys ear.
“Fuck, why’d you let me do this.” He pants, like it was all Luffy’s fault.
He got some noise, the faintest huffs and tiny ‘m’s that were completely unavoidable.
At least he could hear how insane Luffy must’ve been feeling from the hard breaths from his nose, thinking he’d hyperventilate.
“Luffy—“ Ace moans, hoping it’d help get Luffy closer, “Please.”
Luffy shuddered, his own dick bobbing on Ace’s skin between them. It usually took a lot to get Ace to really moan for him, it had to be on purpose the way his voice quivered.
It was all too overwhelming, he finally gasps, not letting a single sound slip besides loud breathing that’d stutter or follow the shove of Ace fucking into him.
If he could say anything he’d ask for more, more and harder. He hated being in his lap, being controlled and used to fuck open, their thighs soaked with sweat and precum making it too slippery to control leading to squelching inconsistent shoves that drove him crazy.
He sobbed off pleasure, not considering his weak sobs and pitiable syllables as accepting the fact that Ace was really there.
Ace licked up his neck, brushing his tongue over his salty skin hard, feeling the shiver. He pulls back and presses their foreheads together, rolling on and off with the way his hips were humping into him.
“Cmon’ tell me- tell your big brother how fucking good he feels. How much you love your brothers cock.” Ace groaned, slowing down to pull him closer, keep their chest tight, heartbeats matched.
“Just like always. He feels good right? So good you wanna tell me?” He smiles.
‘Yes, yes yes— Ace. Fuck. I love you, you and your stupid cock.’ Luffy’s head ran, of course he wanted to. He always did.
Not speaking was really killing Luffy, he wanted Ace to know, dying to tell him how full and fucked he was.
He wasn’t even angry anymore but still wouldn’t give in, almost forgetting entirely what led him to staying mute and shaking in his lap.
The tears nonstop from that ache in his throat he’d gained from straining his voice off any sound.
Even if Ace waited, leaning his back on the cushions and lazily fucking Luffy numb in his lap, the boy hadn’t made a peep.
A single coherent word. It was fucking with him. How could he be so resilient. Was he really that upset? Was he wrong and Luffy was hating this?
It almost made him stop but his brain cared more about the short gratification than its long term effects.
He had Luffy situated and bouncing on his dick but if he stopped moving his brother would just fall limp and pretend, not move or continue to do anything to keep their pleasure if it meant winning. He tries changing his approach.
“Shit, then don’t say a fucking word unless you hate this Luffy, if you aren’t my personal little slut of a brother to fuck.”
Luffy’s hands twitch on his chest, curling and uncurling his fingers and Ace can feel how hot his body is, his cheeks and thighs burning, drool pooled and dripping down his chest from keeping his jaw hung to gasp endlessly.
“I know you are- you are. You don’t even have to tell me, fuck just look at you.”
Luffy wanted to scream, sobbing on his shoulder. He fucking hated it. It wasn’t fun or empowering anymore.
Before, all he wanted was just for Ace to fuck him again, and if this is what it took he’d die.
Ace slows almost entirely to a shallow pump, instantly having Luffy’s hairs stand up and pride ready to break.
He couldn’t take it, tensing up all over and forming his name, but before he can say anything Ace spoke against his ear.
“L-Luffy just fucking say something, ..say something if you still love me. Please, I’m sorry okay I didn’t fucking mean to hurt you— please tell me, just tell me you love me.” Ace says on a sob, following with a stream of tears and lower moans.
“Ah—?” Luffy breathes shocked, pulling away with to look at him with wide scared eyes, finally flicking to search Ace’s frantically.
“L—love—… I- agh—.” Luffy chokes, voice hoarse and finding it difficult to actually finally speak, he hiccups and tries to force words out through the soft thrusts still keeping him stupid.
“I, I- love you- I love you Ace?” He gasps, confused and sad by it. He claws his brothers back, his voice so frail and quiet but stark enough to shock them both.
“Mngh—“ Ace melts, squeezing him hard and his hips buck, hauling Luffy on his length and curling over him to trap him back down on the cushions.
He had him on his back again, halting any movement from Luffy. He shoved hard, getting Luffy’s ass squished tight against him, keeping him still and squeezing his body painfully close to his chest as he came.
“Ahh—! Ace-! Ace—! A-Ace ah-ha—“ Luffy cried, giving up finally.
He can’t help the tears. He spreads his thighs, straining the limit just cause he couldn’t before, finally able to open up for him.
He basks in being able to make noise again, he could say anything yet only could form one word. Finally he can just say his name again, not letting up once he starts his moans.
“Say it again, again—“
“I love y-you Ace—” Luffy pants, strained from how painfully tight he was squeezed motionless.
He can’t keep his eyes focused, blurred and rolling. He’s holding Ace just as tight as he’s filled with cum, feeling his insides seep in the hot gooey substance till his whole body was entirely warmed by it.
“You do?” Ace whines, pitiful like he’d sob, pressing his forehead to Luffy’s and panting rough into his mouth.
His words made Luffy recoil slightly, confused. Ace was everything to him, of course he did.
“A-Ace? Of— ffuck, fucking course I do.” Luffy groans, licking his lips and still trying to process how Ace had got him to speak.
“You cheate—“
Luffy’s cut off instantly from Ace’s lips crashing with his, smushing clumsy with both of them shooting hands to each other’s hair.
It was like the world stopped for a moment when Luffy realizes. Ace had never kissed him so serious before, or at all when he thinks about it.
Once he can feel again he’s shuddering, keeping their limbs tangled before getting frantic.
“Mgn— Ac-“ Luffy sobs.
They lost any possible balance still maintained, getting instant sounds from the other of desperation finally released. They both were tensed after realizing, freezing their hips to take it seriously, unable to stay from maniacally trying to slide tongues with the other.
Ace pulls him up to his lap again, letting him sit filled on his cock to savor the kiss.
He planned on never stopping, never letting him go just to stay and finally kiss him as long as he wanted.
But it was too pushy and eager, Luffy not sure how or what he was really even doing at first- just sucking and licking over Ace’s lips, keeping it messy till he’d be overpowered. As he usually was.
Ace toppled shoving his tongue in Luffy’s mouth, feeling him whimper and scrap nails down his neck.
They fall against the couch again but neither paid any attention and instead slide, causing them both to tumble to to the floor with a thud, knocking their coffee table that shrieked against the wood in response.
“Luff—“ Ace manages to huff before they scramble to keep their lips slotted, keeping his hands pressed to the floor to stay above him.
Landing painfully on his back he slaps the floor hard with Ace heavier on top him. Luffy accidentally bites Ace’s tongue from the impact, causing him to moan and reposition them.
The sting or taste of blood didn’t matter, they were finally kissing for something real and he’d never let go.
Ace hurried through the sore pain getting their hips back in place and angled to fuck.
It all happened so fast Luffy’s head was in a whirl, clouded and euphoric off a sudden real kiss from Ace, it somehow had his heart faster than before.
He doesn’t get to bask long before Ace is fucking him into the hard wood floor, cussing and moaning against his lips still while his hands grip his waist too hard.
If he wasn’t kissing Luffy breathless he’d be saying terribly obscene things to him, which was probably better to not ruin a sweeter moment.
Luffy didn’t know he could cry so much. His whole body buzzed and his insides were clawing at him for release. Tension all over and pushing behind his cock.
When Ace finally gets back to slamming his hips deep with a horrible sound of his cum slopping out Luffy moans. Pitiful and desperate. His stomach all tied up and feeling suffocated from their kiss.
Instantly there’s sparks up his spine and his body fills out with jolts, he wants to rip away and say all the things he couldn’t but Ace won’t let him.
Anytime he pulls Ace pushed, keeping their lips tingly with friction and warmth, soaked with each other slipping tongues in and out.
“Mmn—“ Luffy sobs, gripping hands and Ace’s hair as he came, spurts splattering between them making a slick mess.
“I— I love you- fuck I love you.” Ace gasps, finally easing away to breathe but never moving his lips off Luffy’s.
“Ace.” Luffy whines.
He never expected right then to be the time Ace decided to say it.
The way it sounded like he was still crying made his heart ache, affirming Ace really meant that.
“You don’t fucking understand—” Ace kisses him, quickly a few times before continuing, “I love you more than just a fucking brother Luffy do you understand that?”
Luffy is barely off shaking from his orgasm, his ears feeling liked they were stuffed with cotton and he could barely process.
“Y-yea… yes Ace.” He pants. “I- I do understand why do you need to tell me?”
His voice shakes trying to formulate anything that made sense.
“I k-know that. I love you too.” He smiles weak, still dealing with the mound of heat deep inside him.
Ace nearly passes out or is unable to accept it was real, knowing how to do nothing more than kiss him breathless again, the poor boy barely able to keep up.
He kissed him hard, never letting go of his body or removing his length from his abused cunt. Masking his tears and relief with keeping their lips smushed.
Smaller hands come up to press his chest, trying to push him away.
“Ah-“ Luffy moans, pressing harder.
“What?” Ace grunted, struggling to not sound annoyed having to stop, letting a thick thread of spit abruptly breaking between them.
He meets the boys eyes and his heart is way past a puddle.
His loving expression staring up to him like never before, like Ace was the only thing in the world.
Eye contact with Luffy was already something that kept him in a constant spiral, scared to see how far it’d get them now.
“Take me to your room.” Luffy pants, “Again, again— I’ll speak this time.”
Pins feel all over Ace and he finally had some sense. He can’t keep doing this every single time, it was crazy.
It’d be even worse now after what Luffy had just said to him.
He finally drags his cock out with a mess to follow, Luffy’s ass dripping and leaving a pool of cum on their floor.
“A-Ah..? Wait don’t— no, no Ace please keep going. Why? Why do you always fucking stop.” Luffy sobs.
His hands scramble over Ace, who gently grabs them to hold.
“I-It’s late, I’m tired- I know you’re tired. Just come lay with me instead?” He tries to convince, knowing it’d just get more whines.
The younger’s eyes race in his in case that’d work against him, hoping he looked desperate enough Ace couldn’t say no.
But his plan backfired and his stomach swirls. Ace looked too loving, too serious.
Luffy holds his hand nods, too many tears to speak without embarrassing himself.
Surprised, Ace quickly pulls his clothes up from his heels and picks Luffy up, sitting them on the couch. His weak legs quickly reminding him he didn’t have the energy to carry Luffy to his bed. He lays back and let’s Luffy lie on top of him, snugging up to his chest and hiding his face.
His naked lower half was still wet and hot against him but he ignored it, yet couldn’t help blushing.
“..I’m sorry for earlier.” Ace mumbles to his hair.
“Me too.” Luffy says back, quieter.
“I shouldn’t… shouldn’t have been so rough with you. You didn’t deserve that.” Ace apologizes, hoping his fuck up wouldn’t taint them.
“I did. I hurt you too so it’s okay.” Luffy looked up to smile at him, resting his chin on his chest.
“No, Luffy you didn’t.” Ace says, “Let me be sorry.”
“Okay.” Luffy smiles, not seeming to care, “It feels like it’s been forever.” He sighs.
He hugs Ace tight, burying his head against and him again.
“How long.., seven days is forever?” Ace laughs.
Luffy looked up and pouts.
“With you it is.” He squeezes him, “Why won’t you touch me anymore Ace?” He mumbled.
It was still dark, but he could see how soft Luffy looked, making his heart hurt.
Maybe he didn’t hear the second part cause Ace’s mouth stayed shut, blushing harder just from the way Luffy spoke and felt.
“Ace?” Luffy inches closer, worming up so their faces were closer, “Do you not like this anymore?”
The feeling Ace got was the same as when he realized how bad he’d fucked up.
“What? No I-, I do.” He swallows, seeing Luffy seated so still above him and just waiting for an answer makes him nervous.
“Then why?” Luffy mumbles again, his eyes flicking down to Ace’s lips.
“It’s.. I don’t think it’s easy to explain.” Ace starts, butterflies from how Luffy’s eyes didn’t move away to look back at him.
He puts hand to Luffy’s hair, holding his head then looking to the side, seeing the disrupted table in the fuzzy dark.
“It’s hard to keep up with you, I just need a break sometimes okay?”
Luffy’s hands come up to hold his cheeks and suddenly their lips are meshed again.
It takes a second for Ace to move, but he’s quick to wrap arms around the boy in return, leaning into the kiss.
“Mn-“ Luffy pulled him, moving his hands to hang around his neck.
His hips angled more on Ace obviously trying to get something more, and Ace accepted it, happier than any to just kiss.
It was still weird and messy with how new it was for Luffy, trying to copy how Ace’s lips and tongue slipped but it just got messier.
Ace was glad it felt like an eternity, keeping Luffy still and letting him go for as long as he wanted, so happy to see he didn’t seem to ever want to stop.
Long enough the suction and wet sound was starting to make him want to move with the slight hump Luffy had going on his knee.
Finally Luffy pulled away, his tongue retrieving from Ace’s mouth with a generous stretch of spit that made him red.
“Can we?” Luffy whispered.
Ace wanted to push Luffy off him, let him fall off the couch and leave to his room. No matter if he explained, truthfully or not, Luffy didn’t even make an effort to care or listen.
“Do you know how hard it is to say no to you?” Ace sighs.
Luffy smiles, he doesn’t know why when internally it makes him anxious, it didn’t seem that way.
“We shouldn’t.” Ace affirms, sitting up entirely so Luffy would sit back on his knees, “Sabo will be here early we won’t get any sleep.”
Luffy makes a face but Ace doesn’t see, looking up to him to ask.
“…When can we tell him?” He says slow.
“Tell him what?” Ace whips back to him, nervousness obvious with his quick response, feeling shiver from the surprise.
Heat spreads on Luffy’s face, looking down to his feet.
“You know, ..that we like each other.” Luffy murmurs, embarrassed.
For some reason Ace had completely blocked and didn’t believe Luffy really meant it or knew what he was saying.
But it nearly solidified it with how skittish he was to say it.
“Uh-…” Ace thinks, “I don’t think we can.”
“Why not?” Luffy looks up.
“We’re… brothers, Luffy.”
The way Ace says it makes his heart sink. He looks away again, back to the floor like he was supposed to be ashamed.
“Right.” He says softly.
To ignore how weird it felt to think or get angry over Luffy scurries to pull his shorts back on finally, letting any feeling he had die so Ace wouldn’t get mad.
While he tugs up his shorts Ace stands to switch a lamp on next to him, causing Luffy to look up.
It’d been hours since they’d really seen each other clearly, both meeting eyes and looking away and back. Both of them seeing the color spread on each other’s skin.
Why did it feel awkward? Ace thinks, confused how he was so deep into this and he’s only now feeling so embarrassed and red.
They can’t help but just stare at each other for a moment, every time their eyes met someone would look away.
“Ah—“ Ace quickly turns to fix to the table, then putting a hand behind his head to scratch nervously.
It was like he was fucking starstruck. Luffy staring up to him with big eyes and red cheeks, like he didn’t just fuck him sore.
He glanced around, noticing the mess they’d made.
“Why don’t you to shower or get to bed, I’ll.. I’ll clean up alright?” Ace says without looking to him again, knowing it was his final chance to get away, one more look and he’d crumble.
“Ok.” Luffy says quietly.
He was probably thinking the same, glad that Ace didn’t turn back around.
The look he’d already saw was enough to make him beg again, the way his eyebrows were tensed and he looked concerned, but he was just as red and embarrassed.
Something was different than before entirely, he wasn’t sure if he liked the change but his heart did.
Luffy stood and hurried off to the bathroom, leaving Ace alone to straighten up.
—
After Luffy finished showering he decided to try and sleep with Ace in his bed, only to find he still wasn’t there.
But instead of looking for him he thought it was best to just hurry to sleep.
When Luffy left Ace quickly cleaned up and sat to think on the couch, hoping he wouldn’t come back in.
He didn’t even want to go back to his own room. He wasn’t sure if he’d be able to just go to bed calmly after everything.
It seemed the streak he’d broken wouldn’t last, feeling like even looking at Luffy now he’d want or do something.
Whatever stupid rules he’d thought up or feelings he’d gotten tired of seemed to change so quickly.
It was so different. So different when it wouldn’t just feel like fun, like it didn’t matter, something for when you’re bored or horny.
He finally stood and went to the hall, stopping at Luffy’s door to think if it was worth it, if he was insane enough.
But instead he clenched his hand and hurried to his own bed before he changed his mind.
When he opened his door to see Luffy already asleep under his covers, the hesitancy and weary was gone.
He was wrong before, all he felt was love. There wasn’t any urge or influenced rush when he wasn’t awake to convince him with overly desperate eyes or words, sleeping so innocently. He smiled softly, happy they were okay again.
He sighed and gave in, hurrying over to slip under the blankets and pull Luffy close, snuggling up to his warm body, listening to soft breathes.
Suddenly he hates himself for everything he’d said and how he’d treated him. It was only the confusion and mix of what it was even for that had him stop, got him so upset. All that time he worried Luffy didn’t even care when he’d understood from the beginning. He hugs Luffy tighter, berating himself in his head of how he could be so stupid.
It worried him Luffy even thought about telling Sabo. Since he would be over soon it even scared him, knowing Luffy didn’t really care to listen much. But, he was able to finally sleep, letting that worry become a problem another time.