Notes/Warnings: Um. This is kind of smut-y; i.e wet dreams and masturbation. OOC Luffy? Um, I've never written anything like this before so yeah? It's even shorter than usual.
Kind of a follow up to the last chapter; except its set about a few weeks or so before.
AGAIN, this features masturbation, but I think you guys can handle it, so I changed the rating back down to T instead of M.
Ages: Luffy is 16, and Ace would be 19.
CHAPTER 3: Want
Their touches are quick and their kisses are fleeting.
Hands fumble in the dark room, pulling off articles of clothing or brushing against flushed skin.
Breathes come out in pants as lips hungrily kiss his lips and neck. His fingers travel from a muscled torso up to dark curls.
A low moan escapes him as both lips and hands travel lower and lower and Luffy never wants it to stop.
Luffy wakes up with a start, his mouth dry and a rather uncomfortable strain in his shorts. He looks up at the ceiling in an attempt to calm himself, but it's difficult.
After all, it wasn't every day you had a wet dream about your best-friend. Well, except when it kind of was.
He wanted more than just a dream. He wanted Ace to touch him all over with warm, familiar hands, he wanted his lips pressed roughly against his; Luffy wanted those lips everywhere, actually. His want burned like an ache inside of him.
Luffy brings his hand to his boxers and dips it underneath, grasping around his erection, slowly pumping up and down the sensitive flesh.
He thinks of Ace as he jerks himself off. He imagines Ace on top of him, making Luffy his. He imagines tasting Ace and Ace tasting him.
Luffy quickens the speed of his hand, small, quiet moans leaving his lips. He imagines Ace fucking him, hard and rough, and the thought brings Luffy over the edge.
Eyes close as Luffy lets the euphoria wash over him, toes curling and Ace's name escaping his lips.
It's amazing, but he thinks that it'll be even better with Ace.
Luffy rests his arm over his eyes. He had never been patient, especially with something he wanted.
But this time, it didn't really seem like he had a choice in the matter, seeing as Ace was at college.
He rolls out of bed so he could clean himself up, feet quiet so he didn't wake Shanks or Makino up.
There was only two weeks until Ace came back and if he lasted this long, he'd had to make himself last for a little while longer.
Blue eyes shine with determination, because no matter how long he had to wait, Luffy would always get what he wanted.