Smoker backed his hips, savouring the feeling of Luffy's warmth clinging onto him until only the tip was inside. The tightness was hardly uncomfortable and Luffy's freed voice was already bringing him worryingly close.
Smoker gritted his teeth and thrust back into Luffy, this time going deeper. Luffy moaned particularly loud, accompanied by a low grunt from Smoker.
Smoker ran his hand up Luffy's body, reaching under his damp vest and stroking the smooth skin underneath. His fingers gently stroked Luffy's abdominal muscles, causing each to involuntarily twitch under the touch, before gliding over his nipples.
"Ah! Ah- haa..."
Smoker smirked, pulling out once more only to ram quickly in again. Luffy screamed again, this time his toes curling and his hands balling into fists. Why was he going so slowly?
"Are you enjoying this, Luffy?" Smoker whispered into Luffy's ear.
Luffy's answer was immediate between quick panting, "No. Haa.. Stop."
Smoker frowned. He hadn't wanted that response. Unsatisfied, he leaned away again, unbuttoning Luffy's vest and fully exposing his chest. His fingers gently traced the scars before harshly twisting a nipple in a dramatic contrast.
"Ahhhh!" Luffy screamed. At this point Smoker realised that anyone within range could easily hear Luffy. And then Smoker realised he didn't care.
Smoker took Luffy's ankles and separated his legs further before pushing his hips forward again. His arousal went considerably deeper. If he could just find that one spot...
"Smo- ah! Stop moving so- haa... H-hard-aaah." Luffy's head leaned against the pipe behind him, avoiding any kind of eye contact. He whimpered. "I-it hurts- ah!"
Smoker grunted at the sound of Luffy's pleas. "You're voice tells me otherwise," Smoker laughed , in a more serious tone, he said; "Look at me, Luffy."
When Luffy ignored him, his head kept against the pipe and eyes squeezed closed, Smoker continued, "Look me in the eyes," he thrust into him, "and tell me you want me to stop."
Smoker sensed Luffy's hesitation but knew Luffy was a determined character and if he wanted Smoker to stop he would do as he was told. Smoker momentarily ceased his thrusts, much to his hidden reluctance to do so.
So, as predicted, Luffy slowly lowered his head and his eyes fought to look elsewhere around the room. Smoker sighed.
"Luffy." Smoker said, reminding him of his objective. Luffy's lips pursed into a straight line and his eyes reluctantly searched for Smoker's. He was still flushed, Smoker noticed, and his hair clung to him from sweat.
For a moment, things remained this way; Luffy's eyes locked with Smoker's. Luffy made a move as if to speak but then stopped himself. He tried again but hesitated once more. He and Smoker stared into each other's glazed over eyes.
And then they both leaned in, their lips meeting half way and meshing together lustfully. Smoker grabbed onto Luffy's hips and lifted him off his erection, only to roughly push them back down, meeting it with his equally powerful thrust.
Something in Luffy was hit and caused him to moan erotically into the kiss, giving Smoker the opportunity to plunge his tongue into the open mouth. Smoker repeated the action with equal force, the pressure on Luffy's hips enough to form bruises but Luffy didn't notice. Every time Smoker hit that spot inside him he couldn't help but arch his back in pleasure. It felt as though an electrical current ran up his spine each time it was hit.
Luffy was so blinded by pleasure that he hadn't noticed Smoker release his hips and reach into his back pocket. Smoker leaned closer into Luffy, deepening the kiss, not once stopping his thrusts.
It wasn't until Luffy felt Smoker's hand stroke up his arm and there to be a soft 'click' that he realised what Smoker was doing. The handcuffs fell to the ground with a loud clatter, Luffy's arms slowly following them and resting on Smoker's shoulders.
Smoker's eyes widened. He felt the difference instantly. Luffy's walls began to retract around his member, only to stretch when he thrust back in making each thrust as tight as the previous. The walls seemed to hug his length perfectly, making him feel every twitch and clench Luffy made.
Luffy noticed Smoker's hesitation and broke the kiss. "W-wha... Smokey. What is it?"
Smoker shook his head, meeting his lips with Luffy's again. He grabbed Luffy's thighs and lifted him off of the wall and away from the corner, carrying him the short distance to the kitchen counter. Smoker laid Luffy onto the surface, spreading his legs and lying between them and ontop of Luffy.
Luffy wrapped an arm around Smoker, the other stroking his chest. Smoker began pushing into Luffy again, deeper from the new positioning. Smoker's breathing gained haste and he buried his head in the crook of Luffy's neck.
The deep, steamy breaths against Luffy's neck made him smile. "Are you enjoying this, Smokey?" Luffy mocked, repeating the words Smoker used to humiliate him.
Smoker scowled. Although Luffy couldn't see his face, he giggled. Smoker gave a particularly powerful thrust causing Luffy to choke on his giggles and moan.
Smoker had wanted the action to act as punishment for Luffy's mocking remark but the thrust only brought him closer. He squeezed his eyelids closed, not wanting to finish before Luffy but also unable to stop himself.
"Hnnngh, Mugiwara." Smoker panted, lifting his head and meeting Luffy's eyes with an equally lustful gaze.
He regretted it immediately.
"Smokey," Luffy moaned. Just the sight of the strawhatter panting, sweating, moaning his name and looking at him with that deep red blush on his cheeks. Smoker couldn't help himself. He thrust faster, harder, but there was really no need. He'd already released before Luffy knew what was happening and he rode it out by stealing Luffy's lips a final time.
Luffy's eyes widened when Smoker's seed filled him but it was in surprise. His prostate was hit one last time before Smoker's movements became frantic, hitting in all directions rather than one, where Luffy would have liked it to have been. Smoker came hard and it reached further into Luffy than his penis could reach. Luffy's back rose from the kitchen counter as he cried out.
Smoker released his last load before collapsing onto Luffy. Luffy fidgeted under the weight, his eyes still widened in disbelief.
"S-Smokey. Did you just-...?"
When Smoker ignored him, panting against his chest, Luffy pushed at his arms, forcing him to look up.
"Y-you just-"
Luffy fidgeted again, this time in embarrassment. His erection stood just beneath Smoker's rib cage, a white bead of precum dotting the tip and aching so much it hurt.
Smoker followed Luffy's gaze and collapsed onto him again. "I'm tired, Luffy."
"W-whaa!?"
Smoker sighed but then smirked to himself. He rose abruptly. "Let's leave it at that, Luffy."
The desperate, panicked look in Luffy's eyes made Smoker want to laugh aloud but he remained impassive. He leant backwards, his softening member slowly slipping out of Luffy.
"NO!" Luffy screamed, the tightening walls making Smoker grit his teeth. Luffy's legs shot out, wrapped around Smoker's waist and jerked him violently forward in a tight hug-like manner. Smoker's member was forced to thrust back inside, a wet slap sound echoing in the heated room.
Smoker chuckled. "What's the matter?" he asked. It wasn't until Luffy had finished restraining him that he saw, although lying down, Luffy had stretched his rubber arms and had wrapped them repeatedly around his chest, as well as his waist. This show of desperation made Smoker inwardly smug with himself.
"That's selfish, Smokey! I'm not-..."
Smoker smiled and leant down to Luffy's ear. "You'll have to make me hard again if you want to cum, Luffy."
Luffy blushed deeply, biting on his bottom lip in both lust and embarrassment. He felt bits of semen from Smoker's first release dripping from his hole and his blush intensified. His penis twitched in desperate need of attention.
Luffy took a deep breath. "S-Smoke-"
"Yes, Luffy...?"
Luffy whimpered, his walls involuntarily twitching. "Please."
"Please what, Luffy?" Smoker propped himself up on his elbows, his intense stare unavoidable.
Luffy watched Smoker's muscular chest rise and fall to avoid eye contact.
"F-fuck me." he whispered.
Smoker exhaled, his arousal coming to life again. Luffy's body alone was enough but to hear such dirty begging from Luffy...
"I didn't quite hear you."
Luffy bit his lip. Instead of answering he rolled his hips, grinding onto Smoker. A quiet moan escaped his lips.
"Luffy." Smoker said.
Luffy caught on that Smoker was probably trying to embarrass him so he ignored him. He rolled his hips again, pushing backwards onto Smoker's groin. The friction felt heavenly and he wondered if Smoker could feel it too.
Smoker's breathing caught in his throat. He reached out and gripped Luffy's hips firmly, ceasing his movements.
Luffy whined. His voice held a bitter tone of frustration. "Smokey!" he squealed.
Smoker laughed. "Beg, Luffy."
Luffy's face grew angry and impatient. He pulled an end of Smoker's loose jacket aggressively, forcing Smoker to lay on his stomach again. Smoker grunted when his chest met Luffy's roughly. Then he smirked.
He suspected, with Luffy's head being beside his own, that Luffy would whisper seductively into his ear. Just the anticipation made Smoker's pulse increase.
Instead, Luffy rolled, topping Smoker. The plan was made unthinkingly and, with the kitchen counter providing little space to roll, they both toppled off the surface and onto the floor.
The fall was unanticipated by both parties so, when the impact from the height hit, Luffy landed heavily onto Smoker whose member was still inside. Unintentionally, Luffy pushed onto Smoker from the impact causing Smoker's arousal to thrust deeply and powerfully inside, directly onto Luffy's prostate.
Both heads threw back in surprised pleasure and, in unison, they moaned loudly. Luffy's arousal was now dripping long strands of precum onto Smoker's abdominals. Luffy finally lowered his head and looked down to meet Smoker's angry stare.
Luffy panted. "Sorry, Smokey. I couldn't-..." Luffy whimpered and placed his hands on Smoker's stomach, using it as leverage to lift his hips off of him. Smoker's member slid out. "-...Wait." Luffy dropped his weight, a loud slap of his butt against Smoker's thighs sounding in the kitchen. Smoker bit his bottom lip to refrain from moaning uncharacteristically. Luffy repeated his actions, mewing in ecstasy when his prostate was nudged.
Luffy's pace increased, bouncing in a rhythmic pattern on Smoker's groin. Pleasure surged through Smoker and he quickly brought a hand to his mouth to catch an unavoidable moan. His eyes widened and his heart raced, his hand only just managing to hold back his voice.
Occasionally Luffy would cease his movements and push Smoker all the way in, moving his hips in circles to feel his sweet spot be rubbed against. Then he would lift himself and fall onto him again.
Smoker watched Luffy ride him, watched how his face twisted in pleasure when he lowered himself roughly and how he would purse his lips together when circling his hips. Smoker experimentally thrust his hips upwards to meet one of Luffy's drops and Luffy gasped, whimpering "Yes-! Yes-!" in approval.
Luffy opened his eyes and met Smoker's lustful glare. Smoker's mouth was covered with his own hand and Luffy noticed that when he pushed Smoker in, Smoker's head fell back in pleasure. His hand only just managed to silence him but failed in the sense that his heavy moan mixed grunts weren't going unnoticed.
"S-..." Luffy reached out, weakly grasping Smoker's hand, pulling at it. "Stop. I-... I wanna' hear Smokey's voice too."
Smoker's other hand slapped away Luffy's, preserving remaining dignity. Luffy was persistent, both hands now joining the battle with Smoker's. With a final harsh pull, Luffy lifted Smoker's hand and, before it could return, entwined his fingers with Smoker's whilst lowering to cover his lips with his own like they once had. Smoker submitted to Luffy's dominance and, with Luffy still springing up and down on his groin, kissed back with equal passion.
Luffy pulled back, panting, and smiled in achievement when Smoker's voice escaped freely. Smoker moaned uncontrollably in time with Luffy's movements and he reached out unconsciously. One hand gripped Luffy's hips tightly as leverage to thrust into him, whilst another pulled Luffy back down to meet his lips.
Both panted and moaned in each other's faces, their eyes wide and and mouths open in pleasure. Smoker tried to pull Luffy in for another heated kiss but Luffy's moans were making doing so impossible. Luffy's member was now spurting endless precum that pooled in Smoker's belly button. Smoker watched Luffy's eyes roll back into his head and he worried that he was going to faint.
To test his theory, Smoker queried; "Ah- hah!..Lu-... Luffy-"
"I'm so-! I'm gonna-!" Luffy practically squeaked.
Smoker's eyes widened. "N-now?"
"Guuuh...!" was all Luffy answered, nodding his head quickly and eyes squeezed shut.
Smoker panted heavily. "L-Luffy. Come-... Come here." he said, beckoning him towards his face.
Luffy moaned when Smoker's thrusts continued but leaned toward Smoker so that they were nose to nose. Smoker brushed his lips against Luffy's, a gentle kiss. Luffy murmured against his lips that he couldn't continue and Smoker nodded.
Luffy leant back, his slender body the centre of Smoker's vision. He reached for his member and gasped when his cool fingers touched the heated shaft. Smoker's hand joined and nudged Luffy's fingers away, his own taking their place. Luffy groaned from the loss but instantly moaned loudly in approval.
Smoker wasted no time teasing and roughly pressed the vein that ran along the shaft, feeling it throb under his ministrations. He flicked the head, Luffy's natural lubricants splatting onto his tanned stomach, before pumping the entire erection in hard and quick jerks and in time with his thrusts.
Luffy screamed loudly, his head thrown back as his balls tightened and he ejaculated. Throughout the orgasm, Smoker continued pumping rapidly causing seed to spurt into the air and land in a long, raggered trail from Smoker's moving hand to his chin. Luffy's anal muscles contorted and spasmed around Smoker's member, whose eyes squeezed closed in ecstasy.
Just when Smoker tipped over the edge, he released Luffy's softening member to roughly hold his hips, marks leaving on the skin as he powerfully rammed upwards.
An animalistic growl erupted from Smoker's throat. The head of his arousal erupted whilst it powerfully hit Luffy's prostate a final time , the substance burying the bundle of nerves in layers of white. Even during his release, Smoker continued to pound Luffy, seed squelching out of the rims with each thrust. Smoker's visuals also buried in white and, when he couldn't cum anymore, he finally fell back with a thud, dazed.
With a long sigh of satisfaction, Luffy collapsed onto Smoker's fallen body. Together they tried to regulate their breathing.
Although his body was shaking uncontrollably from the aftermath, Luffy recovered first, lifting himself to see Smoker's face. When Smoker's eyes opened and met his, Luffy smiled.
"...Smo-"
"Luffy!" a voice called from outside the kitchen door.
Luffy froze. His heart seemed to freeze with him and Smoker's eyes grew wide in panic.
"Luffy, you down there?"
The voice undoubtedly belonged to Ace and nearing footsteps followed.
Luffy's breathing had stopped. Go away, Ace! his head screamed, hoping somewhat that the order could be sent telepathically.
Smoker reacted first, pushing Luffy aside, his member slipping free, and lunging towards Luffy's clothes. In haste he zipped up his trousers, throwing Luffy his garments. It toke a moment for Luffy to clock on, but he quickly jumped to his feet and stepped into his shorts.
Things never often go perfectly; Ace entered before Luffy had fully clothed himself. Luffy awkwardly paused whilst pulling his shorts halfway up his legs. His vest was beside his feet and he hadn't even put his boxers on.
Ace held Luffy's strawhat against his leg as he walked. A content smile was set on his lips until he looked up. Ace stopped at the foot of the kitchen. His smile vanished only to be replaced with shock and confusion. His eyes were wide and set on Luffy's half naked figure, whose shorts hadn't even been pulled up yet. With difficulty, his eyes pulled away, only to meet with Smoker's guilty stare.
First, Luffy's nudity. Second, Smoker's guilty expression. Third, the smell...
Ace's eyes filled with realization.
The strawhat fell from Ace's grasp and silently glided onto the wooden floorboards. When it landed, chaos erupted.
"WHAT'S THE MEANING OF THIS, LUFFY?!"
End