A.N. A gift fic for Stephanie-san, as always, hope you enjoy it as it is on your request ;}.
P.S. It also includes a prompt from Paulie MickeyJ.
Warnings: yaoi – man x man, AU, SmoAce, yakuza!Ace, yakuza!Smoker, I know nothing about stripping and feel too embarrassed to research, bear with me if it that part will be crap. More or less this is rated M.
Word count: 2 413
Summary: I think that if you read the warning you pretty much know what this is about… :D And if you don't know: Ace is one of the Whitebeard's successors and quite frankly doesn't care about it. Other do care and so Ace now has a bodyguard following him around, Ace doesn't really care about that either, after all, he does enjoy the company.
Red and White (Like a Wine) (or Christmas…)
Loud, ear splitting gun shot rang through the dark, dirty, red brick alley. The walls were soaked with dumpster stench and the steam coming from the ground vents made the alley a bit disoriented and perfect for whatever shady business you wished to do. The alley wasn't anything special, there were countless other like this one all around the world, in America, in USA, New York, Brooklyn.
It wasn't even special for the possible murder that just moments ago was witnessed by those dirty, red brick walls. Of course, one would then ask: 'What was the point of even excluding it, then?' Well, it wasn't every day that Fire Fist was sent to do some dirty work for Pops. He was after all, one of the heirs, sure, only the second one, but knowing how long yakuza lived for and that Marco was double his age raised his chances of one day being the boss quite high, meaning – his life was valuable.
And Ace the Fire Fist couldn't care less. He didn't much value his life which was why as he walked out of the alley he was followed by a man that could not be described as a 'shadow' as he trailed behind Ace in all his two meter glory, bulky frame, ash white hair and ice cold expression. 'Chase' Smoker was official Ace's body guard who had the misfortune to be with said young man twenty four – seven.
All in all it seems like a typical yakuza day, didn't it? It would have been if it wasn't Ace and if it wasn't Smoker accompanying him…
Ace took off the gloves he had been wearing and threw them into some corner without even glancing at it, he then turned at Smoker grinning widely. "That's it for today, right?"
The seemingly stoic man nodded saying a quiet 'Yes' and opened a limousine which had been waiting nearby, door for Ace to get in. The freckled male smirked slyly and sat in, only a moment latter to be joined by his bodyguard. Once the car doors were closed he stretched like a cat, dropping his head on the wide shoulder of his bodyguard. "Had you to shoot his arm to prove your point Ace-sama?" Smoker asked after a while.
The freckled youth shrugged. "He was getting annoying with his whining, besides he's a shady, old doctor who sells meds as drugs, I think he can take care of himself from such a bruise."
"If you say so Ace-sama."
Ace's nose scrunched as he looked up at the grey haired man. "Drop the 'sama' part, will you, you're too close to call me that."
Grey eyes flickered for a moment at the 'close' part, but Smoker managed to keep a cam expression. "My position as a body guard does not let me such familiarity with you as it might interfere with my work."
The smaller pale 'pffft'ed' at that small smile gracing his lips. "If you say so big guy."
Smoker did not answered, not that Ace expected anything different from the man, he was a man of few words and most of those words were uttered only when they very in private with no one to hear them. The man was paranoid like that.
Good thing that Ace had a plan on a way he could change that frown upside down. The blackened window between Ace's part of the car and the driver went down and the formally dressed chauffeur turned to them. "We're here Master Ace."
The brunet nodded, hopping out of the car and stopping for a moment for Smoker to catch up with him. He watched the bulky man's face shift into slight horror and met the grey eyes head on as those eyes were turned at him. Ace grinned cockily and nodded. "That's right. We're going in there."
Smoker pulled himself together and scrunched his nose in disgust. "Must we go in there?"
The freckled youth looked up at the neon sign with the name of the establishment they were going in – 'Wonderland'. "Yes, there are things I have planned for us in there."
Brown and grey eyes once again met as the bodyguard answered. "It's a strip club."
Ace's grin only widened as nodded. "I know, isn't that great? Think of all the possibilities…"
"I am not having a threesome with anyone and I refuse to watch any naked women or men dancing around the pole."
The young yakuza commander started moving towards the entrance. "But it won't be anyone who will be dancing."
Smoker groaned. "Have you gone to some drastic lengths and booked someone?"
Ace chuckled. "You could say that."
The bodyguard shook his head. "I cannot believe you."
Brunet wiggled his eyebrows. "You better do, and believe me, you will love it."
Ace walked in through the door first waving at the bouncer by the door, he surprisingly was even more bulky than Smoker. The grey haired man followed in after his superior with frown marring his face. After a few twists and turns in corridors they reached the main room. There were three aisles in the middle of the room, the two from the sides had two very attractive women, barely in their lingerie dancing around the poles. At the aisle right in front of them there was one very attractive man, who kept grinding against the pole completely naked.
After a curious glance in that side Smoker's eyes returned on the freckled male, who had almost reached the stairs to the second floor where all the VIP rooms laid and was staring at him while waiting for the grey haired man to catch up. Smoker, although reluctantly, went for the stair case dreading what might follow in the next couple hours or more. It all depended how long Ace wanted to torture him.
After reaching the top of the stairs the bodyguard saw Ace standing by the door further up the hall, grinning widely, arm on the door knob, doors slightly open, but not enough for anyone to glimpse inside. Smoker slowly dragged himself to the door hoping that some sort of hell pit will swallow him before he neared the thrice damned door that surely led to some private room with some private dancers he will have to bear watch make fools out of themselves while trying to make two gay guys hard. Yes, he really didn't want to be there.
Unfortunately for the body guard, no hell pit opened, the building didn't magically went on fire and did not collapse. As soon as he reached the door Ace grabbed his hand and dragged the bulky man in the room, immediately closing the door after himself. He got pushed towards the black leather sofa in front of the silver colored pole and was surprised to take notice that the room was completely empty of people, except for the two of them.
Using Smoker's bafflement Ace deposited older man on the couch and slid himself on his lap, facing the grey haired male, hands on his cheeks as he breathed down on his lips, faces only inches apart. "Wait for me a moment handsome, I need some minor things to do and I will be once again within your divine company."
With those words the could-be-boss pressed his lips to Smoker's and left the room. The bodyguard melted into the couch trying to get himself together after a tease like that. It was common knowledge that Ace was open about his conquests with both genders, but he focused all of his attention on Smoker once the man became brunet's guard.
Smoker could only blame himself for the attention because the first time they met he let his eyes wander quite obviously showing he was interested in what the young man had to offer. After that began their endless dance. The first time Smoker was unprepared and still too fascinated with the brat to hold back. All it took was an afternoon together of Ace flirting and sending the right kind of signal and by dinner time Smoker was ravishing the freckled youth quite eagerly.
He realized his mistake quite soon after Ace became clingy, seductive, provocative and all kids of slutty not only in private but outside of closely sealed bedroom door where such affair was a fair game. Sullenly Smoker had to admit he gave in such games more often than he should and had more than one experience of wild sex in inappropriate places…
At least now they had a private room, although the grey haired male really hoped this won't involve anyone else except the two of them, he was quite possessive to be truthful. He wouldn't have qualms of killing anyone who put their hands on his Ace and he even had a reason as the youth's bodyguard!
Smoker was pulled out of his chaotic thoughts as the door opened and instead of some half naked or provocatively dressed girl, Ace came in wearing nothing more than really skinny leather pants that had its seams ripped at some points. His chest was covered in six or seven leather belts and on his neck there sat a collar. Smoker could already feel his pants getting uncomfortable.
Ace grinned seeing the grey haired male's shoulder's tense and how uncomfortable h suddenly became with his lower part of the body. The youth pushed off the closed door he has been leaning on as his lover was inspecting his new get up, and in confident strides close the distances to the pole grinning as a Cheshire cat once next to it.
He leant forward as much as his arms which were holding the pole let him and blew a puff of air a his beloved. "Did you really think I would ever let anyone see how rough and angry you get? Never my love, never am I going to let go of your glorious self, so you better throw away all those fears of me being unfaithful or making you do something you will not enjoy."
Ace painfully slowly straightened back and as soon as he was sure Smoker's attention was on him seductively threw his leg around the pole caressing pole with his hand like it was a precious lover. Then in a moment's notice the brunet climbed on the pole and let his upper half lean backwards, grinning at the grey haired man's blown pupils.
Smoker melts into the couch, finally relaxing an enjoying the show. In the meantime Ace pulls his legs upwards demonstrating good arm strength, and after a moment of being upside down let his legs down by flipping them towards Smoker. His bare toes brushes through the grey haired man's leg making the older man's breath hitch.
Ace grins widely and slowly brushes his hand through his belt covered chest reaching for one of the buckles and teasingly slowly takes it off. As the leather belt falls on the ground Ace's chest is left with a red line where the belt had been on. The brunet continues by taking two small steps towards the couch and leaning over Smoker's spread figure blowing a puff of air towards his lips and quickly withdrawing when the other man tries to lean forward and catch those lips in a kiss.
"Na-ha, that will come latter."
Smoker grunts unhappily, but fall back into the couch and with intensive gaze continuing to watch the show. Satisfied with attention once again being focused on his body Ace bents in half so his backside would be in Smoker's eye level, and starts slowly wiggling it while his arms climbs up reducing the sharp angle. Once he is standing up straightly once again, back still turned to Smoker, he lets another belt fall off falling on the ground with it.
The brunet slowly turns around, grins seductively and without using his hands, back propped to the pole, slides up standing straight. Another belt reaches the ground with a silent click of the metal as Ace gets on his fours and slowly crawls to Smoker and using way too much skin contact pulls himself in the bigger man's lap. He doesn't say anything as Smoker's hands found their way on his sides.
Instead Ace's fingertips brush through Smoker's cheeks. "How bad do you want me?"
Grey haired man's breath hitches as he exhales, trying to relax his tense muscles and very tense member on which the minx on his lap pressed his tights to. "How about I show you?"
Ace's smile widens as his fingers leave the cheeks and starts taking off the rest of the belts. "I really have no patience…" He fumbles with the last belt and quickly drops it on the ground. "Just make love to me…"
Smoker raises eyebrows at how quickly the show has ended, but doesn't say anything more content with finally being able to take his prize. "Is there a bed here?"
Brunet hums for an answer nudging his head towards the wall behind the couch where a simple wooden door stands.
In no time the pair finds themselves half naked and panting. Well Smoker was half naked, Ace wore only the collar from before. The older man brushes his hand through Ace's tight making the smaller male whine with need. "Don't -pant- tease!" The grey haired male only chuckles and trails a wet line of kisses to Ace's chin were he digs his teeth into the skin making the man below him hiss and squirm. "Come here." Ace's hands pull the short grey locks up and find the lips of the older male. "You're so terrible and I still love you." He whispers as he dives for a kiss.
The kiss is sloppy and involves way too much sucking of lips, but they're fine with how it is. It's the feeling they share that matters. They feel connected and inseparable, they can convey how strongly they feel about each other and how glad they are to be together. In their line of work one can never know how long it's left for them to live, and such the two yakuza from the very beginning knew better than resist what they were feeling once they knew it was mutual. Why should they waste time? They will die anyways, why not spending the time together before that happens?
It truly was a fine piece of logic that they kept to themselves because they liked their privacy, well, Smoker more than Ace.