Ace

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Imagine holding Ace by his firm thighs, his body instantly wrapping around you, like a coiled snake. His fingers running mindlessly through your own locks, gripping at your scalp, brushing his nails gently against your nape. Both your heavy breaths are puffing out slow, filling the closed room with intensity and heat. 

The back and forth friction between you two has Ace gasping out moans for more, his toes curling and back arching into you. A drip of drool rolls down his chin, the kisses you share are rough, with tongues twisting and lips bitten raw. 

You're both panting by now, and the tip of Aces' cock is straining against the hem of his shorts. You grin down at the way his freckles light up like the stars when he's flushed, 

Walking to the bed, Ace still in your arms, you crash down into the soft covers, a groan escaping you at the sight of him under under you, spread out so beautifully. An arm is covering his face, flush now moving to his chest, slender fingers clutching the sheets. Removing his shorts, he glances up abruptedly. 

"Now I'm only naked," he states, desperately tugging on your shirt. At this, you smirk and begin slipping all your clothes off, always noticing how his eyes roam your form. Staring at eachother, the two lovers appreciated one anothers bodies, both loving the little things they noticed. Like the little mole on Aces' shoulder, or how your muscles flexed when you moved on top of Ace. 

Reaching for the oil by the lampside, you squeezed just enough onto your fingers, letting it slightly drip. Ace parts his legs, lifting a leg to wrap around your middle, he felt the strength in your muscles and the finger pushing slowly into his hole. 

The controlled breaths Ace was taking had now turned into whimpers as you added more fingers  and gently prodded around the bundle of nerves, not directly touching it. After a few minutes of preparation, Ace now fully hard and leaking precum onto his muscular stomach. 

Ace spreads his legs wide, making you wonder about his body's limitions and what other certain positions you could do together. His arms are raised to grip the pillow beneath him, legs shaking in anticipation and his breath hitches as you bring the head of your cock to his hole. 

"Relax," you say into his ear, teeth brushing his jaw. 

You push in gently, stopping for a moment for him to adjust to you, his cock twitching at the sensation and hips jutting upwards. Moans already breaking out from him. 

Slowly rocking your hips, you watch closely at the reactions this brings out of him, trying so hard to hold back from going rough and hurting him. 

"More," he demands impatiently, hips pushing back wanting to feel everything. 

"F-faster, c'mon." 

Tightening your hold on his calves, you snap your hips foward driving deep into him, his breathy gasps spurring you on. Dirty praises erupt from your lips, his eyes watering at the pleasure and squeezing around you almost desperately. 

"Is this what you want?" the question is left unanswered, Ace can't speak, only moan and gasp hopelessly, tears falling down his cheeks. His hands are now holding onto your shoulders as you fuck him deep, the face he's making might as well have answered it. 

His eyes roll back, tongue poking out his lips and lungs gulping air whenever you pushed out, voice stuttering when you thrust back in, harder than the last, hitting his prostate head on. He's seeing stars, his cock is ready to burst as it's rubbing between both your bodies. He wants to cum so badly, drool spilling, he absently wonders what face he's making- 

And then you bite hard at his throat, below his adams apple, tongue licking at his blood and sweat. It's almost animalistic, the way you continue to scrape your teeth over his neck and down to his collarbone, leaving bruises and marks he knows will last for days. 

"Masochistic bitch." 

And then Ace's world goes white as his cock jerks and shoots all over his stomach and yours, body trembling deliciously. He realises with a start that you're still fucking him, all though more slowly than before, and he gapes as you growl into his ear breathily- 

"I'm not done yet."

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