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Characters: Espio the Chameleon, Portgas D. Ace, Marco
Location: Various, beginning with the library.
Rating: PG-13
Open/Closed/Finished: Closed
Summary: Espio and Ace have gone from developing a solid friendship to keeping their distance from one another, all because of an itty bit of badly-received flirting. After all, would someone who is 100% taken really be receptive to that kind of thing? Nope.

At least, not in theory.

It had been a pretty busy day, all things considered. Late in the evening, Espio found himself a corner of the library to sit on the floor and read a book in, eager to take his mind to a fantasy world far, far away from the stress of reality. He had far too much on his mind lately.

To begin with, he didn't know what to think about Garden's mobilisation, didn't want to think about the inevitable conflict with Sol Invictus, even though he knew that it was his duty as a SeeD and an Instructor to defend Balamb Garden. And yet, he knew that at any minute, Sol Invictus could catch up with them... he didn't want to think about it.

Then there were more personal issues - the lingering self-hatred and doubt, much as he tried to push it out of his mind, continued to crush him down.

And family?

Well, for the first time, Ace was the problem. Ace had never been a problem before - he liked Ace! Possibly a little too much, not that he'd admit it. And yet, ever since that party, he'd made an effort to avoid him. Their conversation, even almost two weeks later, still echoed in his mind.

He sighed. He couldn't concentrate on the page in front of him.

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"Shut up," Espio managed, before Ace had once again captured his mouth and he leaned in with a soft, appreciative hum, pressing up against Ace's chest and allowing his eyes to slide shut. Arms wrapped around Ace's waist, keeping him close.

Kisses with Tobias had always been soft, gentle, innocent and usually brief. With Ace, they were fierce and passionate and hot. It was a stark difference, but a good one. Even though Espio was not exactly the most familiar with this kind of affection, he was receptive and responsive, allowing Ace to take the lead.

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Ace shifted them slowly, moving them so he had Espio pressed against the wall. They were pressed together, the heat from Ace seeping ito Espio's cold skin, warming him up. Ace's hands slippd up and down the others arms lightly before sliding back and cupping his bottom, pulling him closer as their kiss continued.

There was a small whimper as Ace's hand cupped his rear, pulled his lower body closer but Espio went along with it, feeling warmth spread throughout his body, until finally he had to pull away, face flushed completely and gasping for breath.

"I... I forgot..."

He swallowed, before giving an embarassed, apologetic smile.

"I forgot to breathe properly."

"I've been known to have that effect on people." Ace teased as he nibbled along Espio's neck. "By the sea, you're fucking gorgeous. How am I supposed to restrain myself?"

"I won't have this shape forever," Espio pointed out, still trying to get his breath back. "As for restraining yourself, you figure it out. I have to."

There was a moment, and he shook his head vigorously.

"Had to! That was supposed to be past tense!"

"Uh huh, and that's a hairbrush in your pocket baby." Ace nibbled into his skin before taking a deep breath and taking a step back out of Espio's personal bubble. His hands stayed on the others shoulders as he offered Espio a warm smile.

"I know this shape is temporary, but you're fucking sexy in whatever shape you have. Just so you know."

"Most humans seem to find other species to be a turn-off," Espio remarked. He, personally, had no such hang-ups - how could he, being from a world where it was difficult to find someone of the same species at all? He knew why Toby had no issues with it, but didn't know about Ace. "And so what if it is a hairbrush?!"

It wasn't, but Espio felt the need to retort anyway.

"MMm but it's not a hairbrush, Espio." Ace teased and nibbled the others lips seductively. "Oh the things I will do to you if you let me. But not tonight. I wanna take this slow....so we don't lose our friendship."

"Geez, you make it sound so ominous..." Espio remarked, with a sceptical look. Surely if their friendship was so easily ruinable, Ace would have ruined it already!

However, he cocked his head, with a teasing smirk. "Are you that bad in bed?"

"No baby.. That good." Ace winked.

"I suppose I'll have to see about that."

"Hopefully you will." Ace kissed his forehead. "Wanna watch a movie with me?"

Espio gave a small nod. "Later, sure." It sounded like a good idea to take his mind off the impending attack. "I can meet you... whenever, I guess."

"I'll see if I can get Thatch to make us food and then we can have a great dinner and some bonding over movies afterwards and then maybe...some more of those wonderful kisses or something extra." He grinned kissing him once more.

That one, Espio only allowed to be brief, and when they parted he glanced aside, not daring to look Ace in the eye. He wasn't sure why - perhaps it was just in case he got ideas.

"Okay."

"I'll send you a message when dinner is ready. So...until later?" Ace said softly, grinning warmly at Espio.

"Sure. Later," Espio agreed.