Title: Distraction

Pairing: SmoAce

Rating: M

"Captain!"

"Captain! It's Fire Fist!"

"Captain Smoker!"

"Sir!"

Smoker sighed, running a big hand through his short, light hair, feeling the short tufts between his bony fingers. He was here again, and Smoker knew just what he wanted.

The door to his office offened suddenly, then slammed shut, a few loud gumps followed. Smoker figured they must have been two of his subordinates hitting the wall in failed pursuit.

"Captain…" a few breaths escaped from the male's mouth before he turned around. Is orange hat had fallen off his head and stayed around his neck by the strap underneath it. A few beads of sweat ran down his forhead and toned chest. Fire Fist Ace. He pressed his palms to the closed door behind him and pushed his waist out tantalizingly. He tilted his head back and looked down to Smoker. "Wha's up?" he grinned crookidly, eyes half-closed, and out of breath.

"I don't have time for this." Smoker shunned him, howeer enticing he seemed, and kept his eyes down on his paperwork.

"Come on…" Ace breathed out and walked towards his, slipping his hands in to his pack pockets. Smoker chewed down on his cigars, screaming in his head to keep looking down.

"Captain.." Ace groaned in his ear, taking the time to nibble on the corona of it. Red began to draw to Smoker's nose as he made a harsher glare.

"Get the hell off, Pirate." Smoker spit out, conveying the exact opposite of his true thoughts. Ace, being quite practiced in this area, knew what it was the old man really wanted and he was more than happy to give it to him. Ace tilted Smoker's chin up from behind him and bent over the chair he sat in to rake his teeth over the skin of his throat.

"Ace.." Smoker was just about to shove him off, or strangle him for that matter, when the boy's damned mouth had hit a certain spot of his, making his breath hitch. "Damnit." He cursed at himself and looking behind him. Ace frowned.

"Am I gonna have to convince you to givein every time I come over?" God damn, Ace looked pretty horny. He was red to his ears, breathing heavily, and Smoker knew the reason Ace's pants were tenting in the middle. After noticing, he swore to keep his eyes above the other's waist. Smoker said nothing.

Ace huffed impatiently and walked around the chair, barely swaying his hips. When he got there, Smoker questioned his actions. Ace sat down in his lap. Smoker raised his voice. That was when Ace began to move his hips against Smoker's lower waist, grinding into him. He took a deep heavy breath.

Ace loved this feeling more than anything, being so wanted. He felt sexy and confident and couldn't get enough. Smoker, on the other hand, wanted to make Ace scream under him, a fight before submission, and lots of begging.

Smoker groaned friction and pressure building in his crotch. He prayed Ace couldn't feel the erection he already had…

"Ah. C'mon Smoker. Please.." Ace moaned shamelessly. He turned around to face him, running his hands across Smoker's rippling muscles and kissed him hard on the mouth. "Captain.." Ace started to work his waist up and down again.

Smoker's breathing quickened and he let out hot puffs of smoke over Ace's collar. "Stand Pirate." Ace followed his order with little hesitation. Smoker followed him, unbuttoning his pants hurredly and pushed the darker male in front of him. Ace took an initiative and had kicked off his boots and stepped out of his shorts in less than thirty seconds. Smoker shrugged off his big jacket and plucked both cigars from his mouth, extinguishing them. Both stood in front of eachother, proudly erect and ready for what was about to ensue.

"You know what I want you to do." Smoker let out, a little eager.

"Hm? What is it that you want me to do, Captain?" Ace smiled cockily. Smoker sure as hell didn't want to say something like that at all.. I want you to get your mouth around my…When Smoker didn't answer, Ace gave in and was too impatient to tease him. He simply dropped to his knees and took Smoker's thick cock in hand. "Try not to make too much noise." He grinned before wrapped his warm lips around its twitching head.

"Shut up.." Smoker groaned softly, letting gruff breaths in and out. Ace was starting to ddrive him crazy as he bobbed his head back and forth, his pace quickening slowly. Showing no weakness, he clamped a hand tighly across his mouth and held the back of Ace's head with his other hand.

Feeling the hot wet inside of Ace's mouth, his ever-moving tongue, and the back of his throat was amazing. And after only a few minute, with a muffled deep cry, Smoker came for the first time that night. He didn't see if Ace had spit it out or swallowed it, and didn't really care that much.

Still hard, he lifted Ace up gently b the arms. "C'mon. Are you ready for it?" He pushed Ace around, holding onto his waist.

"Been ready wince this damn morning." Ace looked over his shoulder, eyes full of lust. He curved his spind, pushing his ass out. "Hurry the hell up.."

"Alright. Alright." With that, Smoker bent Ace over the front of his chair. He gripped one of his cute round ass cheeks and pulled it away from its partner. He leaned over to kiss his freckled back and directed himself with a free hand into Ace.

Smoker had always felt he need be gentle with most other people, but he loved being able to just pound the hell out of Ace. And Ace loved to be pounded. He supported himself with the arms of the chair as Smoker picked up his pace quickly, forcing out moans and shudders from Ace.

"A-ahn, ..c'mon Smoker. Do it.. harder." He pushed his ass back, swallowing Smoker's cock more and more.

"Captain!" A worried female's voice called from behind the door. "I have something important to tell you!"

The pair's faces turned to those of panic as Ace pulled out of Smoker, put his shorts on, and pulled on his boots as well faster than Smoker had ever seen. He also pulled up his pants in a hurry, hearing the door knob turning. A very quick peck on the lips was the entire goodbye Smoker got before Ace had jumped out his window.

He made a mental note to kill the annoying Tashigi later…