Summary: Something unspeakable happens between the First and Second Division Commanders of the Whitebeard Pirates during a visit to a small island. They later find out it's because they have been cursed somehow. They mustn't touch or else... MarcoXAce

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Cursed

Chapter 1

Marco and Ace were walking back towards the ship.

„Marco…" – Ace hesitated.

Marco stopped abruptly and turned his head to the side, looking back at the younger.

„I'm sorry" – Marco closed his eyes and sighed.

„Don't fret, Ace! Just…forget it!" – he let out, voice laden with anger.

Ace nodded and they started walking again. Silence.

Ace couldn't forget what happened a few hours earlier though. He just couldn't.

What they've done, how they touched each other. It kept replaying in Ace's mind. He could still feel Marco's warmth. He groaned in frustration and covered his face with his hands.

Marco told him to keep what happened on the island a secret from everyone else. But how was he supposed to lie to his family, his father, everyone.

The sad truth remains, that he and Marco had done something wrong. They've committed a sin. Even, if it was inevitable and they weren't themselves at the time. The fact remains. They fucked. No need to sugar-coat it. They'd stripped naked and then they had sex in the forest. Ace still felt a dull throb in his backside and he couldn't keep up with Marco's quick stride. But it was better this way. He couldn't face the other one, wasn't able to look him in the eyes.

Three weeks later…

Marco was seriously fed up with his fellow commander. Ace was really pissing him off with his behaviour towards him. Ace kept on ignoring him. It annoyed and hurt Marco. He was better off with the young troublemaker constantly nagging him than this. He really missed Ace.

Meanwhile Ace felt the same. He also missed being with the First Division Commander. But he didn't think Marco wanted to be close to him ever again. After all that's happened between them. And then after three weeks of nothing Marco barged into his cabin one evening and demanded a reason why the younger stopped talking to him. Ace was surprised. His gaze was avoiding the other's eyes. He only looked at his collarbones while speaking to Marco.

"I don't know what you are talking about" – he lied.

"Ace! Stop this already!" – Marco shouted angrily.

"…" – Ace flinched but remained silent prompting Marco to speak instead of him.

"Is it because of the incident?" Silence. "Because I told you to forget about it, it means nothing"

At this point Ace lifted his gaze to look into Marco's half-lidded eyes. Marco saw the painful look on the younger's face.

"How can you say that, Marco?" – Now Marco was waiting for Ace to continue.

"I…when I look at you, I can't help remembering, it comes back. It haunts me…that night." - Ace shuddered as images of that night kept replaying in his head. Marco was silent for a while before speaking again.

"Can I sit?" – Ace nodded perplexed.

When Marco was sitting comfortably on Ace's bed, he motioned for the younger to join him as well. They were sitting next to each other in silence until:

"Ace, we can't undo what's been done. But you are my nakama. We interact daily. Hell, we live on the same boat, sleep in cabins opposite each other every day. Do you propose we ignore each other forever just because of this?" – he had a serious look on his face and Ace had to admit that he had a point. Marco was always so clever with words.

Ace shook his head. "You're right Marco, I don't know what I've been thinking." –he patted the older male's shoulder with his left hand and received a half-smile in return. But then the smile left the phoenix's face and his eyes became dull. Just like that day. Ace felt his own body lose control. His vision blurred. He couldn't move of his own accord. Oh No! His hand ignited into flames where it touched Marco's shoulder and the same happened with Marco. Blue met red and their combined flames illuminated the small room.

"M-arco…" – Ace said fear evident in his voice.

"It's happening again, God!" – Marco's hands were on his chest in a second, lit in blue flames.

"A-ce…I can't help it, sorry!"

"I know" – And with that said Ace was pushed down on the bed and Marco leaned down to kiss him.

They were totally helpless as the night progressed. Marco pulled down the younger's shorts and pants and nudged his firm cheeks apart with his fingers slicked with saliva. Ace flinched but his legs were spread to give easier access. He couldn't even close his eyes. Neither could Marco.

They didn't know what was forcing them to be like this but it was clear that everything started when they touched. It was like someone cursed them. But who and why?

Marco pulled out after Ace started to moan in pleasure. He tugged down his own garments and his erection popped out. It was hard and Ace knew he was about to be impaled on the First Division Commander's cock and it would hurt and be strange and embarrassing for him, but he couldn't move a muscle to make it stop. Instead he wriggled his ass a bit to his shame. His face flushed.

Marco positioned his member at the stretched entrance and pushed inside slowly to the hilt then stopped waiting for the younger to adjust to his length and girth. It wasn't on purpose. Something was making him do that. Although he was glad that he wasn't behaving brutally it still made him cringe that he was unable to stop this from happening. It was like watching Ace get fucked by someone against his will from afar. But it was worse because he was the one doing the fucking. He started to move when the younger urged him by moving his hips backwards.

They were controlled. But how? He started with quick shallow thrusts and then skipped to deep, slow ones eliciting moans from a helpless Ace. Even though Ace wasn't enjoying the action his cock was hard and full of blood, bobbing up and down as Marco thrust his hips, in and out. Marco slid a hand between their sweaty bodies and grabbed Ace's cock starting to pump him to the rhythm of his thrusts. It didn't take long for Fire Fist to come after that and when his muscles constricted around Marco's member the older came inside Ace as well. After the deed had been done, they regained control over their exhausted bodies and Marco pulled out immediately. Ace moaned in pain at the sudden move and clamped his legs around Marco's hips in reflex. Marco looked down at him questioningly and Ace flushed in embarrassment when he noticed that his legs stopped Marco from pulling away. He spread his legs again until Marco stood up then closed them quickly and covered himself.

Ace felt dirty and used, yet he couldn't blame the blond for his actions because he wasn't doing it intentionally. Marco pulled his pants back up and looked at the younger still naked on the bed.

"Um…I think we shouldn't touch each other anymore, if that's alright with you, I mean at least till we, ya know…" – he trailed off.

"Yeah, you're right." – Ace wanted to die at that moment. Why can't Marco go away and let him sulk?

"Are you okay?"

"Yes, yes, I'm okay..um..could you please"

"Yes, right, I'm out of here….Um…good night" – Ace's jaw dropped at this.

"Uh…you too" – And then Marco left shutting the door loudly leaving Ace to wallow in self-pity.

'We've done it again.' He wanted to pull his hair out. And to think that as soon as they touched they could be like this again didn't help calming Ace down a bit.

'What if they were to touch on deck in broad daylight with other crewmembers around? They would surely die of embarrassment later on. Even the thought scared him so much that he trembled in fear.

He can't touch Marco! That's the only thing that's certain. And they had to gather information on their strange condition unless they wanted to have sex during a mission or in front of everyone accidentally. Well, that would be hellish indeed!

Ace got off his bed and yelped in pain as he felt the pain from where he had been fucked not so long ago. He headed to the shower room where to his horror he bumped into a certain someone with blond hair. As his face collided with the older's naked back they both jumped waiting for another episode to start and for them to lose control but nothing happened. They were still themselves and in control of their bodies.

"Huh?" – they looked at each other confused. And then Ace went and locked the door. He went back to Marco who raised an eyebrow in question but Ace ignored him and touched his arm experimentally still afraid. Nothing happened. They were both normal. Marco got the idea of what his younger brother was doing and he touched Ace as well. Nothing again. They couldn't help prodding each other's muscled chest and torso a few more times though. They were happy that it was finally over.

"Whew, I'm glad it's over!"

"Me too, it would have been quite a scene when we accidentally touched during a feast"

"I would've killed myself after that" – Then they cleaned themselves up separately and everything went back to normal.

AS if. Because this curse only activated every 24 hours. And the next time the two commanders touched would be a disaster.

Two days later…

It was a bright shiny day. The weather was nice. Whitebeard held a quick meeting for all commanders on the deck. When all of them had gathered he listened to each of their monthly reports. After Ace finished talking the other's applauded him and whistled as he defeated some really strong pirates that month. He smiled and thanked them for praising him.

"So polite, our Ace-kun!" – Thatch laughed and patted Ace on his back. The commanders laughed and Marco who stood next to Ace ruffled his black locks. Everything went downhill after that.

Marco didn't let go of Ace's hair, instead of that he pulled him closer and claimed his lips with his own. To say everyone was surprised was an understatement. All commanders' jaws dropped it was so unexpected. But what followed made everyone on scene question their sanity.

Ace and Marco lost control over their action's once more. They were screaming inside but on the outside they seemed calm and absolutely involved with the other.

"Marco, Ace what are you doing, sons?" – Pops asked. Even he was shocked. After the crew heard Whitebeard's concerned voice resonating through the ship, other crew members gathered around the commanders as well. Ace and Marco had their eyes open, in this state they were unable to close them.

Those two were the centre of attention and their father was still waiting for an answer while they went to the floor hugging and caressing each other seemingly ignoring everyone around them.

After Marco's shirt was peeled off and Ace's hat and belt were off and both of them had a bulge in their pants Whitebeard talked again.

"Thatch, go to them and check their eyes!" – he ordered.

"Huh, why me?" – he got a glare and was right next to the two lovebirds. He squatted at their heads and leaned forward looking down.

When he looked his face was devoid of the amused grin previously plastered on his face and had a serious look on.

"Their eyes are dull and lifeless! What's going on?" – the confused-amused grins faded from the crew and were replaced by worried ones.

"It must be a curse."

"What, really Oyaji!"

"We need to head back to the island where they got off the ship three weeks ago"

Alright, you heard Pops! Turn the ship around"

"Umm… Pops, what about them?" – Thatch pointed behind him at Ace and Marco who were rolling on the floor rubbing up against each other.

"Take them *cough* to Marco's room!" – Whitebeard had a slight flush.

"What?"

"They won't stop until they are both satisfied, we can't stop them now" – the commanders changed worried and confused glances but eventually listened to Pops. And Marco and Ace were grabbed by Thatch and Vista.

"They can hear us. Imagine what they feel right now. They need privacy." – They flushed red as their father's last sentence still rang inside their heads. The First and Second Commanders were clawing at their shoulders like animals trying to get back to each other's arms.

They were thrown into Marco's room and they were on the bed in seconds kissing hungrily. Thatch and Vista took one last glance and then they closed the door leaving them to get into each other's pants in private.

To be continued...

I felt like writing something instead of studying. Bad habit.

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