Ace had fallen asleep, and left Marco to thinking about the story. He wondered why Ace had told a story that obviously hurt him. He frowned as he held the sleeping boy. There was something hidden deep within this kid, something that made him feel the need to attack Oyaji, something that made him feel the need to tell this story that made him cry. Marco heard Ace whimper, and let some of his fire out to sooth the kid. Damn it all. He hadn't been this frustrated by anything in his entire life! And not all of it was sexual either. He wanted to know why he was drawn to the fire. He wanted to know about Ace. He wanted to hold the kid, and never let him go. He wanted to make love with the kid until all of the shadows were out of his gorgeous eyes.
He sighed. It was ridiculous. He was pretty sure that he was falling in love with Ace. He hoped that the kid accepted Oyaji's mark, and soon. He wanted Ace, wanted him more than anything. He'd never felt this way before. Love was a foreign concept to him. Sure he'd been with people, both men and women, but he'd never loved any of them. Not like this. Never this intense, this thorough. It was all encompassing, as though it were swallowing him whole. He felt like he was on the edge of a cliff with no bottom in sight. He nuzzled his nose into Ace's silky black hair, and thought back to before Ace had fallen asleep.
They'd been in ecstasy. Never had someone's hands on his body felt so good. The kid had damn near made him cum just from his hands running over his chest. The feeling of Ace's tongue in his mouth, caressing him, had been more than his brain could handle. It had short circuited. Before he'd known what was happening, Ace had been flipped on his back, and their clothes had been gone, two fingers stretching Ace out. His rational mind had surfaced for a second before Ace's breathy pleas for more had Marco in overdrive. The kid knew what he was doing, that was for damn sure. He'd never had a lover that positioned him at their entrance before. Ace had been a seductress, his flames caressing Marco's body, pleasuring him everywhere at once, eliciting a response from the Phoenix.
Inside of Ace had been heaven, and hell. He was tight and glorious, and scorching hot. He'd thrust long and slow inside Ace, until Ace's impatience had him hooking his legs around Marco's waist, forcing him to slam into him, hard and deep. Marco had snapped and set a brutal pace, thrusting into the younger man, hitting his prostate dead on with every thrust. He'd never had a male partner who enjoyed being the bottom so much. He'd gotten so much pleasure just from the fact that Ace was enjoying himself. When they'd cum, Marco swore they shattered apart only to be put together as one rather than two separate beings.
Now, he felt like he would never be able to rid himself of Ace, and he found that he didn't want to.
Sighing Marco sat up, his thoughts were going round and round, and now he was hard again, and just damn it! He was supposed to be the calm one! The one who was never phased by anything! Then out of nowhere this brat comes along, and steals his cool. Marco rubbed a hand over his face, the only outward sign of his internal struggle. He didn't notice Ace wake up and watch him. He jumped when Ace spoke, "Are you regretting it?" he asked.
Marco turned to face his bed partner, god, he'd just fucked a teenager. If he ever died he was pretty sure he was going to hell. "No. Never. Not with you yoi." Marco said laying back down next to Ace, and pulling him into his arms. He pressed a kiss to Ace's slightly swollen lips.
Ace opened up to him, allowing him entrance. He couldn't explain what he was feeling. The only feeling he'd had that was even close, was what he felt for Luffy, and that sure as hell wasn't anything like this. He felt Marco's hard length press against his thigh, and he felt himself getting hard again. A flash of blue lit the dark room as Marco let his fire out. Ace pressed his body closer to Marco's, loving the feeling of all that hard muscle against his own.
He felt Marco's hand slide down his back, and slip between his cheeks, a blunt finger sliding into him, the cum in his ass acting as a lubricant. He moaned, and thrust back. Ace's fire flared out as pleasure coursed through him. Marco was magic, Ace was sure of it. He'd never enjoyed bottoming this much before.
Suddenly Marco stroked his hand down over Ace's abs, causing Ace to go boneless. Soft moans filled the room as skin slid against skin. In the dark Ace couldn't tell where he ended and Marco began. Tears slid silently out of his eyes, and down he cheeks. Marco must have seen because he brushed soft kisses over the tear tracks. "Am I hurting you yoi?" he asked.
Ace shook his head, "No. I just feel... happy. I feel cared for, for the first time in my life I don't feel like a burden." he said.
Marco looked at him in surprise, then gathered him up into his arms, and held him close. "You are needed. I need you, I care for you." he said. "You are not a burden Ace. I'm sure there is someone else who needs you too. You are loved Ace, don't forget it." Marco said. He rolled them over so that Ace was on top of him, held securely in Marco's arms. Hot tears dropped on his chest as Ace cried. The fact that Ace cried without a sound broke his heart.
"My brother..." Ace mumbled.
"Hm?" Marco asked, started as the silence was broken.
"My brother loves and needs me. Luffy. He's clumsy, and gets eaten by animals a lot, and never thinks before he reacts, but he is kind, and genuine. He needs me." Ace elaborated.
Marco smiled at the black haired teen above him, "Sounds interesting." he said. Ace nodded, and dried his tears, then he slid down Marco's body.
"He is, but you know what sounds interesting to me?" he asked, then proceeded to show Marco with his hands, mouth, and body.