Of Dreams and Desires

by Huredhiel

The road to One Piece is a dangerous one and each individual begins at different times and places. Some paths cross for a fleeting moment but the encounter could be so great that it can alter the initial direction. Every meeting is important and is planned by the souls long before the bodies see each other. Follow everyone's story and see what path they take.

20. Playing Marine…

Title: Of Dreams and Desires
Pairings: Smoker x Ace, Sanji x Zoro, and other side pairings
Ratings: T - NC-17
Chapter: 20 of ?
Summary: Playing Marine…
Disclaimer: I do not make any profit from this story; all props go to Eiichiro Oda.
Author Note: Ah ha! I was able to post before New Year's! I hope you all like! It's time to get a little bit more into Ace x Smoker!
Shout Outs: Thank you ArEnIaSxxRuleR for alerting and adding my story to your favorites. Also, Jo! Hi again. :D I'm happy you understood the explanation about the devil fruits. I really did want Dr. Blackbeard to be totally different from the normal Blackbeard that we know, so I'm happy that you like him. I guess to me, I've come to think of all devil fruits as he but it also depends on the person. Yea, I'm totally in love with the Whitebeard Pirates. I just view them as the hard core but chill back pirate group lol. Whitebeard is hella fun to write. And trust me it's ok that you don't review all chapters, I'm grateful for the chapters you've reviewed thus far, thank you hun! It means a lot to me. :3
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Smoker Tensa

Smoker and Tashigi walked back to their ship that was docked at the G-3 Naval Base. It was the location he'd chosen for them to receive their "promotion". Smoker scoffed which prompted Tashigi to raise an eyebrow at him, but he ignored her. The whole damn ceremony was a joke. First, he had to come up with some bullshit story as to how he subdued Sir Crocodile. Then, he had to stand there while those old bastards showered him with glory that didn't belong to him.

He was embarrassed and annoyed. He wanted to take the damn pendent he'd gotten and shove it up the brasses' asses. Smoker growled and quickened his steps causing Tashigi to move faster to keep up with her captain... no, commodore. The pair had almost made it to their ship when he heard his name being called on the wind.

"Tensa, wait."

Smoker sighed around his cigars as he looked up at sky while he waited for Aokiji to catch up to them. When he felt the presence of the man on his back, he turned to look at him and Hina before sighing. "What?"

The lofty man scratched his inner ear with his pinky before speaking, "Even if you don't want the position, a congratulation is in order."

"Kuzan, I don't want your congratulations. I just want to go back to my ship and sail out."

Hina laughed at Smoker's attitude. "Well, Commodore Smoker, with your new title comes new responsibilities."

The admiral held out a letter to his friend. "Your new duties, Commodore. You are no longer to be stationed in Loguetown. You are now what we call a floater; if a problem arises and you are near the area you will go to that location and handle any diplomatic issues we might have. When the problem is fixed, you float back out to the sea until you get your next assignment."

Smoker snatched the letter from Aokiji. "I do what I want, Kuzan. I hunt pirates and I turn them in. If I so happen to manage and solve a few problems here and there then I will, but by no means am I a puppet for those old fuckers; they can find someone else for that."

Hina shook her head. "Hina confused. How you've managed this far in the Marines, I'll never know."

"Well," Aokiji adjusted the falling sleeping mask on his forehead, "you know I don't care what you do. Just stay out of trouble, Smoker." He looked at Tashigi and smiled in greeting, "Speaking of trouble, Hina told me about a certain incident."

Smoker tensed and spoke with haste to his subordinate. "Tashigi, to the ship. Get everything ready to sail out. When my feet hit the deck I want the ship to be moving, understood?"

"Yes, sir," Tashigi saluted to Hina and Aokiji before she spun on her heel to march towards the ship.

Hina laughed and waved goodbye to Tashigi. "See you around, Ensign Tashigi."

Smoker swiped her hand out of the air and growled at her. "I told you not to say anything to him."

The pink haired woman lit up a cigarette. "Now you know I couldn't not say anything."

Aokiji shrugged his shoulders. "It's not like we all haven't done our fair share of things with pirates, but she says you're really into this guy."

Smoker's face turned red as he turned on Hina. "Why the hell would you say that?!"

Hina raised an eyebrow and leaned over to whisper to Aokiji. "See how he's reacting? Tell me, when's the last time he's gotten like this over anyone?"

Before the puffy haired man could answer, Smoker threw his hands up in the air and spun around to walk to his ship. "I'm done talking."

Hina laughed and Aokiji snatched the smoke from her lips and took a puff. "Seems you might be on to something here, Hina."

S.T

As soon as his feet hit the deck he was instantly met with the voices of his crew, "Congratulations, Commodore Smoker!"

Smoker felt his eye twitch but he wouldn't take his frustrations out on his crew. Instead, he gave a small smile and thanked his men. "Set sail."

"Sir!"

Smoker watched his subordinates hustle about for a while before he walked back to his office. He was tired; the day had been long and all he wanted was sleep. When he entered his room he took off his jacket and pulled on a sleeveless shirt. He toed off his boots before sitting behind his desk, socked feet propped up on the flat top, and lighting a pair of cigars. He tilted his head back and closed his eyes, enjoying his time between him and his tobacco.

He sat in silence long enough to burn through a set of cigar. When he began to feel the burn of the buds on his lips, he butted them out and was about to light another set when he heard a knock at his door. Smoker sighed and puffed out some smoke from his previous cigars. "Come in."

His ensign entered his room. "Sir."

He looked at Tashigi then to the chair. "Take a seat."

She closed the door and sat in one of the chairs across from him. They let the silence settle before Smoker decided to speak first, "What is it?"

Tashigi slouched in her seat and looked up at ceiling. "The crew would like to hold a party in our honor. I couldn't find it in me to deny them."

The two Marines sighed.

"When is the party?"

"From what I was told, as soon as the sun sets, sir," Tashigi let her hair down from the ponytail and ran her fingers across her scalp. "I've never felt so exhausted before."

Smoker grunted. "It's physically exhausting to pretend to be something you aren't."

She looked at her commodore. "I don't feel right taking this promotion."

"It's not something we can give back."

Before she could respond, there was a knock at the door and it cracked open. "Sir, there is an unknown boat attached to our ship."

Smoker took his feet off the desk and was about to stand when Tashigi stopped him. "You stay here, sir, I'll take care of it."

He waited to hear the door click shut before he stood from his chair and walked over to his dresser. He crossed toned limbs on the top of it and sighed before burying his head in the crook of his arm. Smoker was thinking about a shower when he felt Moku move in him, but he ignored it and rubbed his tired eyes.

His decision was made, shower then sleep.

As he was pulling open his drawer his devil flared and he paused, muttering under his breath. He wasn't sure what was agitating Moku but he wasn't in the mood for it. He reached into his pockets to fish out some smokes but feeling they were empty, he turned around to walk back to his desk, but what he saw made him stop short.

There, sitting in his chair with his feet propped on his desk like he owned the joint, was the man who'd been plaguing his thoughts for some weeks now. Portgas D. Ace had one of his cigars in his mouth and a grin was spread across his features.

The pirate tipped his hat in greeting. "So this is what the inside of a Marine ship looks like."

Smoker wanted to punch the cocky grin off his face, but before he could a knock came on his door. He glared at Ace before answering the door, poking only his head out. "What?"

"Sir, we did find a small boat but there's no one on it. I've ordered a search on the entire ship."

Ace knocked over a paper weight and the bang of it falling on the floor alerted Tashigi. "Sir? Is everything ok?"

Smoker pulled his head back to glare at Ace again. The freckled man shrugged and began fiddling with a rubber band he'd found on the desk. The commodore sighed and stuck his head back outside the door. "Call off the search. Tell everyone the only way we can have a party is if there's enough food."

Tashigi furrowed her eyebrows but saluted. "Understood, sir."

Smoker waited until Tashigi was down the hall before he slammed his door shut and whirled around to face Ace. "What the HELL are you doing here?"

Ace rose from the chair and sat on the front of the desk. "See, the mast on my boat broke. Can't sail without a mast, so I decided to stop on the nearest ship and get materials for repairs. It just so happened to be that your ship was the closest."

Smoker felt Moku reaching out for the younger male but he would not get pulled in, not again. "I don't give a shit. Get off my ship."

"Didn't your mother teach you manners, Captain?" Ace took off his shoes and sat cross legged on the desk.

Smoker's eye twitched. "It's commodore now."

Ace eyebrow lifted. "Really now? Congratulations."

"I don't want your congratulations; I want you gone."

"Do you really?"

Smoker was going to fire off a smart remark but he stopped to actually think about it. He knew as a Marine, he should be arresting this pirate, but… then again…

Moku decided to make his presence known and snaked out, wrapping around Ace's wrist. The pair watched as Mera came and intertwined with Moku causing Ace to smile at the sight. "Hmm, so that's what the old doctor meant."

Smoker sighed, giving up on trying to make the pirate to leave. "Meant about what?"

Ace genuinely smiled at Smoker. "Nothing."

They stayed in silence for a while, neither really knowing what to say to the other. Ace then stood up and walked to Smoker, holding his hand out for a handshake. "I would like to get to know you."

Smoker looked down at the hand then back up to its owner. The Marine and the pirate looked at each other, one grinning and the other confused. It wasn't until the Marine shook the hand of the pirate did the confused look get replaced with mirth. "Fine, I'll get to know you, Pirate."

The hatted male felt a chill through him as Smoker released his hand. "Well, first you have to stop calling me pirate. Call me Ace."

"Portgas."

Ace laughed which pulled a smirk to Smoker's face. "Fine, I guess I'll have to be ok with Portgas. What can I call you?"

He glared at the youth. "Smoker."

The pirate walked back to the desk and moved some papers around. "Tensa it is then."

Smoker's eye twitched at the use of his first name. He huffed and walked back to his desk then pulled out two cigars, putting them to his lips. He patted around for his lighter and grunted in annoyance when he couldn't find it. Seeing him struggle, Ace walked over to him and placed two fingers on the tips of the cigars, letting Mera flow to light the smokes. Red eyes looked into the other's black ones as he inhaled his first pull.

Ace stepped back as Smoker exhaled and began to look around the room. "This party is for your promotion?"

At the reminder of his party, Smoker sighed and flopped onto his chair. "I don't want a celebration but it's for the crew, they deserve a break."

Ace hummed. "Why don't you want the celebration?"

"It was your brother who brought down Crocodile, not me."

As Ace was about to answer, a knock came to the door and Smoker to sat up in his chair. He motioned for Ace to hide as he got up to answer it. "Yeah?"

His cook was standing outside with a smile on his face. "Cher, it almost time for the party. The crew startin' to gather on deck and I personally wanted to let you know, I cook your favorite dish," he spoke with his creole accent flowing heavy.

Smoker chuckled and removed the cigars from between his lips. "Thanks Tab; I'll be out shortly," he said then closed the door and looked around his room for Ace, who was back in his chair, smiling at him.

"Am I invited to this party?"

Smoker watched on as Ace dug into his bag and pulled out a wrinkled Marine uniform. "Where did you get that?"

Ace shrugged. "A few islands back; had to run an errand."

"If you can blend in then be my guest."

Ace smiled as he stood and removed his hat then threw it onto Smoker's bed. Smoker rolled his eyes as he walked over to his boots and began to lace them up. When he was ready, he turned around to see Ace pulling up the Marine pants and fixing his shirt.

Once dressed, he held his muscular arms out and spun. "I look like a Marine?"

Smoker walked over to him and tucked his beads inside his shirt, letting his hand linger on the pirate's chest for a moment before he pulled back and headed towards the door. "Let's go."

Ace grabbed the Marine hat that was sitting on the dresser before he followed the hunter out of the room. The pair walked to the deck of the ship in silence, both still a little unsure what to say to the other. When they stepped over the threshold that led to the deck the crew surprised them by yelling, "Congratulations!"

Torches had been lit across the deck to illuminate all the food and drinks that were lined up on tables. Tashigi approached her commodore with a mug in each of her hands. "Commodore," she said and held out his drink.

Smoker took the mug and clanked it against hers, replying, "Ensign."

The pair drank from their cups and the crew cheered as music started to play. Tashigi noticed the young man next to Smoker and tilted her head to the side. "Who is this, Smoker-san?"

Ace pulled the hat down further on his head to hide his face. "New recruit, ma'am."

Before Tashigi could question more, Smoker cleared his throat. "Go have fun, Tashigi. Tonight we relax."

She looked at Smoker then back at the now dancing crew. "Yes, sir."

When Tashigi was far enough away, Ace let out a sigh. "She's observant isn't she?"

Feeling in a much better mood than he was in earlier, Smoker nodded his head. "Go, intermingle. Tonight you're a Marine, so don't cause any trouble."

With that Smoker left Ace and went to sit near the prow of the ship. He watched the young man get his food then sit to talk to other Marines and even make a few jokes here and there. Smoker drank from his mug in deep thought. He was tired of thinking of the different would've, could've, and should've that pertained to his involvement with Portgas. He finished off his drink and grabbed another one while he ate some yakitori. For once he wasn't going to think with his head, he was going to be like a leaf in the water and just go with the flow of things.

Whatever happens, happens.

His resolve now solid, Smoker leaned back and began to enjoy himself. He watched Ace the entire time, his devil constantly prodding at him, trying to push him towards the other man; but he wouldn't go to him, not yet, he was still unsure what to say to him. Fortunately, he didn't have to wait long as Ace made his way over to him carrying two drinks.

He handed Smoker one of the cups and leaned against the rail next to him. "Enjoying yourself?"

Smoker polished off the drink he already had before starting to sip from the one Ace had given him. "Well enough. You?"

"Reminds me of home a little bit…" Ace trailed off as he looked at the Marine crew, chuckling every so often at their antics.

Smoker put down his drink and pushed himself off the rail, pivoting to stand in front of Ace. The commander set aside his mug and looked up at the Marine, waiting for his move. Smoker leaned down and pressed his lips to Ace's in a chase kiss, pulling back too soon for the other's taste. He hummed and returned to his position on the rail.

Ace picked his drink back up and took a sip before he questioned, "What was that about?"

"Trying to silence Moku."

Mera's deep chuckle filled Ace's ears and he shook his head. "Well that's not the right way to do it."

Smoker raised an eyebrow as Ace moved in front of him, pulled him down to his level and pressed a desperate kiss to his lips. Smoker grunted and put his arm around Ace's waist to press their bodies closer together. The rest of the party faded when Smoker snaked his tongue out to trace against Ace's lips, requesting entrance. Granting permission, Ace opened his mouth and groaned as Smoker fully explored the hot cavern. Ace ran his hands up the older male's muscular back and linked them around the base of his neck, pulling him deeper into the kiss. When the need for air became apparent, Smoker gave one last lick to the roof of his mouth before he pulled back, painting slightly.

Staying in the embrace, Ace's fingers played with the hair on the nape of Smoker's neck. "That was better."

Smoker chuckled. "You don't take things slow, do you?"

Ace pecked his lips before pulling back and grabbing his drink to take a sip. "Life's too short to worry about going slow and being precautious."

"Oi, Commodore!"

Red eyes turned toward his crew. "What?"

"Can I get a kiss like that?!" The crew laughed at their mate and his words caused Ace to throw his head back in laughter.

Smoker huffed out, "Not in a million years, solider," and laughter rang throughout the deck. Smoker rolled his eyes and Ace touched his arm, drawing his attention. "Let's go somewhere private, I want to try something."

Smoker squinted his eyes at Ace and the younger waved his hand in dismissal. "Nothing like that, promise."

Giving in, Smoker looked up at the crow's nest. "We'll have privacy up there."

Not feeling like climbing, Smoker allowed his devil to take over and encompass his body in smoke. Without a second thought, the smoke surrounded Ace and together the pair traveled up the mast towards the nest.

Smoker was about to reel in his devil when they reached the top but Ace held up a hand. "Wait," he said as he called on Mera. The pair sat back as they watch his hand turned to flame and for the second time that day, Smoker watched as Moku tried to snuff Mera before Mera fought back and attempted to smother Moku. Finally, the two devils called quits and began to move in harmony around each other, pulling a smile from the pirate.

"It's amazing how they do that. There is so much we don't know about our devils." Ace used his other hand to poke a finger at the ring of smoke and fire; it danced before it encircled his finger.

Smoker watched the two devils before looking up to the younger man next to him. "What is it that you want, Portgas?"

Ace sighed and stared at the full moon. "I want to see if this attraction towards you is coming from Mera, or actually from me."

"And what will that take?"

"Some time around you, I suppose." Ace took off the Marine hat and ran his fingers through his hair before placing it back on his head.

Smoker really looked at him and for the first time, he saw him as a man and not a pirate. "It'll be two weeks before we hit the next island for restocking. You should have your answer by then."

Ace called in his devil, allowing Smoker to do the same thing. "Why are you agreeing?"

Smoker ran a hand down his face, feeling a little tired. "Because, maybe this could be something."

When no response came from Ace, Smoker looked over to see he'd fallen asleep with his head propped against his hand. The hunter shook his head before picking up the young man and making his way back down to the deck. He was almost to the hall leading to his quarters when he was stopped.

"Sir, are you heading to bed already?"

Smoker turned to Tashigi. "Yes. Make sure everything is cleaned up by morning. Sleep well, Ensign."

Tashigi noticed the man in his arms and raised an eyebrow. "Same to you, Commodore."

The hunter proceeded down the hall and threw open the door to his room before stalking in and slamming it shut with his foot. He looked around to see where he could place the sleeping man and seeing the only spot was his bed, Smoker laid him on the sheets before he stood and walked to his window, lighting some cigars. He opened the window to let the mid-summer breeze flow through the room as he placed his ashtray on the sill. He took a few puffs before he set the smokes in the tray and walked towards his shower.

He wasn't in there long, but it was enough time for Ace to have awoken from his slumber. Whitebeard's second division commander looked around the room then to Smoker, who'd left the bathroom fully dressed in his sleepwear and had taken his position back near the window.

"I fell asleep didn't I?"

Smoker nodded. "Does that happen often?"

Ace stretched before he plopped back on the bed. "Yeah, but it's alright," he patted the empty spot on the bed, "come here."

Smoker grabbed the ashtray before he walked over to his bed and lay down next to Ace.

"Do you think about that day often?"

Smoker grunted and blew out some smoke. "What day?"

Ace lifted his hand, causing the moonlight to dance around his fingers, casting shadows on Smoker's white shirt. "The alley."

Smoker tensed a little. "Often enough." He placed an arm behind his head.

Ace rolled on his side to get a better look at the handsome Marine. "Let me give you a celebratory gift."

"Gift?"

Ace leaned up and kissed Smoker on the side of his mouth. "Yes, just accept it."

Smoker grunted and got comfortable as he watched Ace trace a hand down his chest and to his leg. The freckled man's hand traveled to his inner thigh, grabbing the flaccid cock lying there. He gave a squeeze before he began massaging the organ as he took off his hat and tossed it across the room.

Smoker leaned over to tip his ashes into the ashtray before he took a deep drag from his cigars. By now his penis was fully erect and he sat back to see what "gift" Ace was going to give him.

Ace grinned at the firm outline in the older male's pants. "May I?"

"You told me to accept it." Smoker cocked his head to the side and took another drag from his cigars.

Fire Fist pulled down the cotton pants and Smokers manhood bounced free before stilling. Finally seeing his cock up close made Ace moan as he wrapped a hand around the base. "You're bigger than I thought. The pants are deceiving."

Smoker's jaw clenched as Ace moved his hand up and down his length. "Is that going to be a problem?"

Ace threw a cocky look to Smoker. "You'll get to know, soon enough, that not much is a problem for me."

Pink lips wrapped around the weeping head, giving a light suck as a skilled hand moved down the shaft in a twisting motion. Smoker let out a pleased sigh and placed his cigars in the ashtray before he laid his head back on the pillow. He ran a hand through Ace's hair, moving it out of the way so he could get a better view of the man going down on him.

After a few more sucks to the knob, Ace slowly began to swallow the length until his nose was buried in white tuffs of hair.

Smoker moaned and lifted his hips. "Shit."

Ace chuckled around his mouthful, sending vibrations through the Marine's cock and up his spine. Just as Smoker was about to tell him to move, Ace lifted his head, pulling the length thick manhood from the back of his throat until the tip was resting against his lips before he sucked hard on his way back down. The action pulled a deep moan from Smoker, wisps of smoke leaving his body and skimming across Ace's back.

Ace repeated his movements a few times before he removed the cock from his mouth to show favor to the swollen sac. He twisted and pumped Smoker as he sucked a testicle into his mouth. A curse escaped Smoker's lips and his hip bucked, slapping the other unoccupied testis under Ace's chin.

He ran his tongue along the underside before he showed the same attention to the other. Feeling them tighten in his mouth, Ace licked a vein from the sac up the length before sucking the mushroom shaped head. He swallowed the long cock just as Smoker released his load, the older man pumping his hips as his hand guiding Ace's head to meet his thrusts until he was done.

Smoker sighed when Ace released his cock with a "pop" before he fixed him back into his pajama pants. Ace let the older man catch his breath before he spoke, "You alright?"

The commodore laughed as he leaned over and grabbed his cigars, lighting them once again then lying back down. "More than alright," he looked over at Ace, "do you need me to return the favor?"

The pirate laughed at the Marine before he grabbed his hand to place it on the wet spot on his pants. "I'm good, you're fucking hot."

Smoker laughed, truly laughed. "Thanks."

Ace let out a yawn and curled into Smoker. "I think I'm starting to like this…"

He trailed off as sleep welcomed him, leaving Smoker awake to really think about his words. Taking the final drag from his cigars, Smoker snuffed them and wrapped an arm around Ace.

I think I'm starting to like this too…

Yay! Happy New Year's! If you are drinking stay safe and everyone have a blast! Back to the story lol some fluff and sexy bedroom time. I love Ace's boldness. Thank you all who are still reading, I hope you are enjoying it. Leave a review if you can, if not it's cool. Please stay in tune for next chapter: Cancer - Huredhiel