Shamed be he who thinks ill of it

Summary: There's a small misunderstanding which may cause trouble or some embarrassing moments in the future.

Sorry to those who are waiting for updates on my other stories. Unfortunately, I have very limited free-time. But as soon as the semester's over I'm gonna continue Cursed and Poisoned nad hopefully finish them this year. Until then, here's a short piece I hope you'll enjoy. :)

It was pretty damn obvious by the young commander's slow and careful movements that he was in pain. He hurt his back a while ago, when he was fighting a pirate crew on his own. It was an easy win, but he extended way too much and now he felt like someone was constantly stabbing a knife into his lower back.

"Ace, can you come inside my room for a moment, yoi?" – Marco asked, his half-lidded eyes looking at Ace warmly. How could anyone say no to that kind smile.

"Of course" – he grinned back and followed the older.

As soon as they went inside Marco got to the point.

"I want you to lie face down on the bed and relax, yoi"

"Excuse me, what?"

"Just do as I say" – Ace gulped, though he trusted his crewmate it was a very strange request. Seeing as the other was giving him an expectant look, and he was curious as well as confused, he did as he was told and went to lie down.

He felt the other's presence come closer until he was right next to him.

Marco reached under the bed and pulled out a small object that Ace couldn't really see.

His heart was beating faster, what was that, was it what he thinks it was, lube? And if so then what? A certain erotic image swished into his mind and he shuddered at it.

„Shh, relax, Ace, calm down, yoi" – okay, was Marco serious, this comment of his would make anyone crawl out of their skin in fear in a situation similar to this.

„What are you going to do, Marco?" – asked Ace in an uncertain voice.

„What do you think, yoi?" – Marco smirked.

„Umm…don't know for sure"

„I'm going to straddle you now, don't get scared, yoi"

„What?" – Ace jumped, but Marco was quicker and soon he was sitting on Ace's bum.

Ace was confused and a little bit scared. His heart beat fast. He screwed his eyes shut anticipating the worst but unmoving under his friend thinking that if the other tried anything funny or weird he would run for it.

Naturally, he was quite surprised when the other started kneading his shoulders with firm hands. He had to suppress a moan at the sensation. The phoenix dragged his thumbs over sore muscles applying pressure where Marco felt needed. His main goal was to get this done with Ace's lower back but he thought Ace would get the wrong idea if he just started there immediately, so he decided to work his way down slowly and make the younger relaxed enough to let him get to the important part. He applied the sticky oil to ease his way upon the hot skin.

As he reached a particularly sore point and pressed on it expertly Ace moaned loudly.

"Ah…God, yes Marco" – The blond smiled and tried his best to make the younger loosen up. He liked the praise a lot. Ace didn't stop emitting all sorts of sounds.

"Mh…ah…Marco…right there…mmh…that's it, that's the spot" – it went on and on getting louder in volume. Ace's satisfied moans and groans could be heard well, even from outside.

And just then Thatch and Izou, the 4th 15th division commanders happened to walk across the 1st division commander's room and stopped in their tracks upon hearing the following sentence:

"Ah, right there, Marco…God don't stop!" – that was definitely Ace's voice they heard coming from behind the closed door. What was he doing in there?

They looked at each other incredulously and then inched closer to the door so they could hear better what the hell was going on in there.

"You're so good at this, ah Marco, why didn't we do this sooner" – Ace's satisfied groans could be heard quite clearly from the outside and Marco's chuckle did nothing to ease the duo's curiosity.

They mouthed to each other? "Are they…?" – and Thatch showed what he meant by pushing his forefinger through a formed-circle a few times imitating the actual action.

They couldn't believe their ears, they had to see. So Izou peeked in through the keyhole which to their luck was facing the bed. Ace was face down on the bed and Marco was on top. The cross dresser pulled away from the door only to collapse on the floor in utter shock. Now it was Thatch's turn to sneak a peek inside. His face went red when he saw the two men moving on the bed in a motion that couldn't be mistaken. He gaped like a fish at what they've just learned.

"So Marco and…Ace…" – he mumbled and just stared at the door immobilized by the shock.

Gods, what are those two thinking doing something like that to each other, in broad daylight no less.

The two men stared at each other then they scattered and promised each other that they would keep this a secret until, until their brothers decided to come out and tell everyone. How long do they have to keep their mouths shut, though? A long time, they bet.

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That's it for now.

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