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Hello what does Percy look like in Casa Tidmouth Act 2??

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[madlymiho]

Scenario! Next Ace and his Marine story!!! Finally safe on Amazon Lily, the two can finally relax together and Law is no longer around to play chaperone, especially when Luffy goes back to Marineford to ring that bell. While there is some tender emotional moments. I don't need this NSFW.... I need it NSFL (not safe for life). The two are finally lighting their slow burn on FIRE. MIHO GIVE ME THAT FILTH. PLEASE.

So this is it… this is it!!! After many stories, many moments, many fears… THIS IS IT!!!!!

I hope this will be enough NSFL for you, my dearest friend! Let’s do this, Eddie!!! Thanks again for trusting me for this :)

Warning : NSFW

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Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5

Ace scenario : Burning Feelings (read after the cut)

He’s seated on a beautiful land of grass, intensely green, almost unreal, his raven eyes looking at the raging ocean down the cliff, which keeps crashing against the rocks with a furious and everlasting rumbling. The sun is raises, for the four times already on this island, since they have arrived with Law and the rest of his crewmates, along with a passed-out Luffy and Jinbe. He takes a deep breath, eyes closed, the many scents of her new environment tickling his nose. It reminds him many memories here ; the soft caress of the sun on his skin in his early mornings in Goa, where he was too young and too fool to realized how life can be dangerous, and how it could end in less than a second. Ace sighs, facing the consequences on his actions for the first time. He almost died, he knows it. It was more than a close call, and he’s only here because many people took the risk to save him, some of them even losing their lives for him to enjoy his freedom. Pops, among all of them. His only father figure is gone because he acted recklessly, and deep down, it’s a wound which wouldn’t heal in the meantime. He pinches his lips together, his heart falling in the middle of his guts, atrociously reminding him that his entire family was probably gone, or somewhere unknown in this world. It would be a very long journey to find them all, he knows it. Yet, at this moment, he doesn’t really feel the energy to continue the fight. He’s exhausted, deep in the soul, and this sensation seems to haunt him everyday since he has been rescued.

“Hey…,” a soft voice calls behind his back, and Ace immediately feels his heart wrenching.

It’s her. The marine girl who saved his entire life. The woman he has always teased during numerous battles, until their burning feelings have turned into something deeper. She gently joins him, at first unsure if she’s welcomed, sitting beside him, while she looks at the horizon. Her shoulder isn’t wrapped in bandages anymore, but she feels sore and tired, and Ace can perfectly understand why. He softly brushes her exposed thigh, enjoying this new vision of the girl of his dream, for once dressed casually, finally freed from her usual white uniform.

“Sleep troubles?” Ace asks, pushing his hips aside to meet hers. “It’s still early,”

“I know. I just can’t sleep anymore.” She mumbles, her fingers fondling the grass. “But says who? You’re always gone when I wake up. Sometimes you only come back at night.”

Ace can’t help but smirk, offering her that everlasting playful stare he has always given her.

“Miss me?” He tries, amused by her blushing features.

“Certainly not.” She snaps, pinching her lips.

He knows she’s still struggling with her many feelings at the moment, and that the situation isn’t easy for her. She will be wanted, after all, just like him. She’s a traitor, and this new label will always follow her, as soon as she will expose herself to the world again, no matter what. But for the moment, she muffles her emotions, preventing them from popping out of her mouth, or her heart, preferring to remain silent and watch the ocean. Ace has to break that shell, for her own well-being. Soon enough, if it’s not already the case, guilt, and perhaps regret, would slowly poisoned her mind, and he doesn’t want her to live with such awful thoughts about herself. Softly, he rolls an arm around her shoulders, and even if he clearly feels the tension in her muscles, after a moment, she leans her head against his torso, and accepts his embrace. Shyly, her fingers even dare to fondle his bare and outlined body, until she lifts her face up and looks at him with tender eyes.

“Thank you,” she only mutters, her thumb describing circles on his skin.

Ace tilts his head, eyebrows furrowed, gently tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear.

“Thanks for what, Name?”

“For being alive.”

She freezes, fear yet also desire blooming in her head as a poisonous flower, her emotions boiling inside of her. Ace recognizes that fire growing inside of his body as well, as he presses her even more against his torso. His fingers gently finds their way under her shirt, right above hips, brushing her skin with their tips.

“Ace…,” she whispers, her stare digging in his, full of lust, desire, intense emotions he has never seen before.

“You want it?” He only growls, his voice deeper than usual, slowly pulling her closer.

She hesitates, for a second. Ace looks nothing but gorgeous under the feeble lights of sunrise, his freckles moving on his cheeks like an hypnotical dance, as he offers her his best and devilish smile.

“I want it.” She eventually answers, her throat dry and painful.

It’s enough for Ace to slide his hand down, cupping her rear to pull her into a deep and intense kiss. As soon as their lips meet, she feels suffocated under his desire. He rolls his hips, taking her in the motion, plastering her back on the mattress made of grass. He pushes her top over her shoulders, helping her getting rid of it, exposing her soft skin to the air, his mouth already digging to taste it. He nibbles her neck, gently at first, then more intensely, feeling her hips coming up to meet his manhood, her breathing nothing but erratic. Her fingers grab his hair, pulling on his raven strands with a chaotic strength, as she knows there’s nothing to stop them anymore. No more duties, no more uniform… no more stoic doctor.

“I wanted this for so long…,” she hums, Ace catches the clip of her bra to eventually expose her tits.

He smirks, his face coming up to look at her in the eyes, his digits pulling on her nipples, twisting them, pulling on them, until she cries loudly.

“So you dreamt about this?” Ace teases, catching her earlobe to lick it, causing thousand of goosebumps on her skin. “You were a filthy liar, the many times you told me you hated me so much.”

He suddenly pins her wrists over her head, his nose tickling her cheek, before he gently bites her jaw. One of his hand traces an invisible road on her belly, getting down, and down, until he quickly unbuckles her short to slide his digits inside. He presses his fingers against her panties, already damp when he pinches her nub through the fabric.

“I’m going to make you feel so good,” Ace mutters, looking at her in the eyes. “I want everything from you, right now.”

To illustrate his statement, Ace pushes aside her panties, ignoring her wiggling hips, and the desperate breathing escaping from her throat. He teases her nub, his thumb playing with it, adding pressure, circling it, until she starts to moan. He has always desired to see her like this ; a desperate mess under his ministrations. He has often touched himself, the imagination playing in his head, while he has pumped his cock many times thinking of her. He growls, his lips immediately seeking for hers, their tongues finally meeting, as he swallows every of her whimpers. He knows she can’t pretend anymore ; she can’t fake it. She’s quivering from the top of her hair, to her feet, her hips meeting his anytime he adds more pressure on her most sensitive areas.

“I want to feel your mouth,” Margo whispers when they part, catching their breathes back.

Her sweet order sounds more like a plea, and Ace, willing to please her, immediately kisses her neck, his tongue impatiently teasing the area. He feels the goosebumps under his wet muscle, and her hips chasing her own pleasure when he eventually pushes a little bit more on her panties, revealing entirely her nub, to directly touch her core. He slowly starts to get down, leaving burning kisses on her needy skin, her heavy breathing escorting his every gesture. She anticipates every of his touch, and soon enough, Ace makes his way between her legs, inviting her to part them with a silent order, pushing on his left thigh with his palm, while he cautiously removes his fingers from her groin. Rapidly, he gets rid of her short, throwing it somewhere in the grass, along with her panties, as the sun lights her delicious curves. He smiles and leans his mouth over her belly, dropping long and wet kisses on her many muscles, before he slowly gets down, until he grabs her thighs, putting a soft pressure on her still exposed nub, her legs quivering from time to time as he maintains them apart.

“Relax,” he encourages when he feels her trembles, nibbling her inner thigh with his poisonous tenderness, mixed with an incredible lustful aura. “I’ll be nothing be gentle, you gotta trust me.”

“I trust you…,” she whispers hungrily, her digits digging in his raven hair to fondle it. “I have always trusted you, Ace.”

He smirks, closing his eyes, his teeth teasing her tender flesh, near her core, before he places his head between her legs, his delicate fingers brushing her entrance to make her feel good, enjoying the way she coats his digits. She’s almost dripping, her pussy exposed for the very first time to his view. Before she could ask him to stop everything, Ace licks her nub for the very first time, the tip of his tongue always warmer than anyone else because of his power. He hears a profound whimper coming from her throat, her back arching naturally under his touch, her fingers gripping his hair without any caution. He loves it. Everything he sees at this particular moment worths his entire life as a pirate. Her nipples pointing at the nascent day, her belly covered with waves of goosebumps, elegantly enlightening her beautiful feminine curves. Her hair plastered on the emerald grass, while her eyes are contemplating him during his ministrations. He hums, and then starts to suck on her clit, giving more pressure on her delicious nerve. She moans and doesn’t even try to muffle it, the many sensations coming from her core echoing in every part of her body. She positions herself under Ace’s tongue, forgetting for the first time all those years of disgrace when she dared to touch herself after their passionate battles under enemies flags, thinking about the power of his tongue, and the softness of his fingers.

“Ace!” She cries, putting her palm over her mouth to control herself.

He just added one finger to his tongue ministrations, coming in and out of her body, the warm sensation setting ablazed her entire core. She has never experienced something that intense, his pace getting quicker, as he rolls his tongue more fervently. He chuckles as she starts to hardly quiver under his touch, another finger joining the dance, opening her immaculate core, her natural fluid dripping on his mouth and his digits. She tries to fight him, to have some control, but Ace is a real player, and soon enough, he pushes a third finger in, giving herself the sensation of being completely filled and deliciously open. The warmness inside of her pussy, plus the everlasting dance of his tongue on her clit, finally bring something even more intense. She immediately grabs his hair when she feels it, and way before she can express herself, a long and deep whimper escapes from her throat, her legs immediately trying to close themselves as a an odd reflex. Ace smiles, and rolls his tongue even wildly on her swollen nub, knowing perfectly that she just reached a first intense climax. He tries to stimulate her for a moment, but she immediately stops him by squeezing her legs around his face. He kneels in front of her, wiping his lips with the back on his hand, looking at the gorgeous mess she is at the moment. She’s still out of breath, but he can’t stop himself anymore.

Quickly, Ace unbuckles his pants and fully undresses himself, exposing his raging boner to her view, forgetting in a second his embarrassment of being entirely naked in front of a lady and aroused, because it’s also his first time after all. Yet, he has always wanted it with her, and no one else, and this inner promise gives him the strength to keep going because her stare is nothing but inviting and full of desires. She opens her legs, as he massages her thighs tenderly, placing himself in the middle of her legs, his cock pointing at her dripping core. He lies on the top of her, his manhood caressing for the first time her wet entrance, his mouth just above hers. He rubs the head of his cock against her virgin cave, bumping against her still sensitive nub, as she responds by nibbling his neck and scratching his back. Then, he grabs his cock and slowly guides it to her core, first burying only the head in.

“Fuck…,” Ace hums, the tight sensation almost unbearable, as he’s not even all the way in.

She closes her eyes, trying her best to remain relax, a hand resting on his rear to escort his incredibly slow thrust. Inch by inch, he penetrates her, his mouth kissing her neck, her jaw, her cheek, as he pushes his hips forward, breaking her entrance for the first time, until he’s totally filling her. She quivers, grimacing for a second, while Ace gently covers her features with sweet and encouraging kisses.

“Tell me when you’re ready.” He growls with a deep voice, swept away by the incredible sensation she’s offering him.

“Move…” She finally agrees, the pain becoming something highly different… and pleasurable.

And he does so. He rocks his hips forward and backward, at first with a slow pace, every inch of his cock feeling the tightness of her core. She’s handling him incredibly, her legs finding their way around his waist, flushing his torso against her breasts, as they are one man. But this is what they are in the end. Two souls exploding in a dance they have always dreamt to share, mixing everything in their emotions, from their lust, to their desire, their deep and intense love escaping from their throats whenever they moan. Ace feels everything as a long wave of pleasure, the tip of his cock reaching the deepest part of her womb, chasing for those everlasting emotions in her eyes. He needs to look at her at this moment ; to see the billions of feelings she doesn’t even pretend to hide anymore. The blissfulness of being filled by him, and no one else. And when he finally has a look on her dilated pupils calling for more, Ace immediately rolls an arm behind around her waist and lifts her just a little bit, as he kneels on the grass to have her on his lap.

“Name…,” he growls, impatiently, his mouth nibbling her sensitive and pointy nipple, pulling on it as he slams his hips and circles her waist to hold her close.

“This feel so good… Ace… Ace…”

Eyes closed, mouth slightly open, she can’t really pronounce a real sentence. Ace holds her tightly, so close that she’s almost breathless. It’s like he’s afraid to see her running away, once again, as she always did before, getting back under the justice flag she has deeply loved for so long. But now… Now she wants to stay. She doesn’t want to be in any other place in this world but here, feeling his length increasing its pace, the burning breathing of her lover caressing her neck, her breasts, her jaw. She digs her fingers in his raven hair, pulling on them, playing with the silken strands, unable to stop her desperate moans, nor her many thoughts and feelings. He’s alive. Thanks God, he’s alive! She wants to slap him for being such an incredible idiot, and kiss him because he didn’t let her go. He didn’t abandon her. What life would have been without him anyway? Nothing. The cruel void and a hole in her heart.

“Come here…,” Ace whispers, laying her back on the field, grabbing her leg and pressing it against his hip to adjust the angle. “Name…,” he calls again, leaning his mouth with hers. “I love you.”

He kisses her way before she can even manage to find an answer, his thrusts suddenly getting deeper and more erratic, as he rocks his hips without even trying to be careful. She groans, her tongue finding his, one arm around his shoulders, feeling every sensation as a fantastic rollercoaster. Ace has stamina, he’s sweet, strong but also tender and careful. And he’s not entirely done with her. Slowly, he slides his digits on her belly, heading south to find the swollen nub he has already played with before. She almost gasps, arching her back, chasing for this sweet pleasure she needs to have right now. She wants to get swept away in another world ; his world.

“I’m… I’m coming…!” She cries loudly, both of his thrusts and his ministrations too powerful to ignore them.

Ace growls, fighting hard the need to cum right away. He feels the goosebumps covering her legs as soon as he twists his thumb over her clit, putting more pressure on it, until she eventually lets her head fall backward, a long moan escaping from her throat. She squeezes him tightly, the narrowness of her core bringing shockwaves into Ace’s cock and belly. He doesn’t have time to pull out ; with a deep groan, he comes inside of her with three spurts, the head of his cock highly sensitive after his powerful climax. He falls on the top on her, ignoring their sweating bodies and the incredible warmness of his. She even chuckles, spotting some flames on the top of his shoulders, his power far from being controlled by the young man anymore, before she eventually tries to catch her breath back. After a moment, Ace carefully pulls out, before he lies beside her, immediately grabbing her shoulders to bring her closer. She looks up at the sky, still pastel blue and pink because of the early morning, intertwining her fingers with his.

“What are we doing, now?” She dares to ask after a moment, her thumb following a drip of sweat rolling on his abs.

He turns his head and kisses her forehead, his fingers brushing her hair.

“If you’re asking me what’s the plan, I don’t have any,” he whispers, his heart still racing after their intercourse. He smirks. “But you should stop trying making some… You’re really bad at making plans.”

She pinches his waist and furrowed her eyebrows, but there’s nothing harmful in her gesture, and Ace only giggles.

“Stupid boy, that’s my master plan which saved your sorry ass!”

“Touché.” Ace smiles, pulling her even closer. “My fierce marine girl.”

She feels a soft breeze surrounding them, the many scents of the nature tickling her nose, Ace’s face watching her closely. He has never looked so beautiful, every of his freckles creating a pattern on his face, as if he’s the nocturnal sky itself, the entire galaxy and its constellations. She pinches her lips together, and softly extends her hand, reaching for his jaw, cupping it with a slow gesture. Ace loses his smile in front of the deepness of her eyes, waiting patiently for her to open her heart. She skims his lips with her thumb, her irises exploring every inch of his face, before she smiles, and looks back at him.

“Not anymore,” she answers in a soft whisper. “I’m your fierce pirate girl now.”