act five

▬╔═══════════════╗birthday gift.╚═══════════════╝▬

DOMINATEDACE X READERONE PIECE FANFICTION - AU

A/N: 18+ towards the end, reader's discretion is advised.

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"You sure you're okay?" Ace asked, rubbing his hair dry as he stared at himself through the mirror.

"Shut it, cowboy. I've had enough with that experience." You groaned, rubbing the stains of blood that decorated your white dress.

It was already three in the morning and both you and Ace were still wide awake in your hotel room, doing nothing but bicker.

"I'm just saying, what happened to you is traumatic. If you're still shaken then tell me so I can help you." He sighed, stopping midway towards the small fridge in the room.

"I'm okay, Ace." The raven sneered, "Seriously" you continued. "More than scared of what had happened, I'm angry at the idea that this isn't the first time that fucking guy harassed a woman." You frowned, nails digging deeper at the wipes.

"Not everyone's a tough cookie like me." You added, eyes landing on Ace's soft gaze.

"Yeah, you're a strong woman." Ace agreed with a soft smile, drinking half of water in the bottle he just pulled.

Ignoring the flutter in your heart, you turned youe gaze towards your dress once more, a frown etching in your face as you continued to clean.

"Fuck," you whispered. " Shanks will interrogate me if he sees this." You huffed, still proceeding on rubbing the dried stain.

After leaving the police mobile, both you and Ace were greeted by a half dead, yet conscious man filing a complaint against you two accompanied by what you assumed was a local lawyer. He wanted to charge both of you assault. However, after learning that you were the children of two of the most powerful men in the country, both him and his attorney backed off, telling that settlement money will do.

Agreeing, you only asked the man to apologize to you and told him to never show his face around the city ever again. In exchange, he'll receive the settlement money and both Shanks and Whitebeard won't get involved. Ace wanted to do more, but Garp told him to stop already, telling him it was enough.

With the case done faster than Garp had expected, he finally let the two of you go after both your knuckles were patched up. The only thing the man asked you to do was to book a hotel for a night, explaining that he didn't want to see both of you again in prison because of drunk driving.

So here you two were, booked at the nearest hotel at the station you could find.

"I told you to leave that dress and just take a bath. Let's just go to a laundry shop or whatever in the morning." Ace huffed, half-sober with his hair now dry.

"Fine." Was all you replied as you pushed yourself off the bed, putting the used wipes aside.

Removing your heels, you felt Ace's eyes watch you from the mirror making your heart skip a beat. Ignoring your bestfriend, you made a beeline for the bathroom, taking a robe with you in the process.

Washing the scent of blood off yourself, your head started running as the situation you were in slowly sinked in you. The two of you are alone in a room with only one bed to accommodate you both.

You wanted to book a different pad, but the lady at the reception explained that only one room is available since it was a holiday. With no other choice, you accepted your faith and went with it.

"It's only a few hours. Nothing can go wrong"

Whispering to yourself against your pounding heart, you finally went out of the bath and dried yourself. Wearing nothing but the bathrobe, hair still wet as you searched for a blower. You were about to ask Ace if he saw one when your voice got stuck on your throat.

Sitting comfortably in the bed was none other than Ace, his upper body exposed as his bathrobe hung lazily on his hips. He was searching through the television when he caught you staring at him, making him pause. You watched how his chest suddenly stopped raising as his eyes raked your form from head to toe, making you squirm a bit in your place.

It was only then you realized that the two of you were only a robe a part, making you blush.

"Hey" he croaked, eyes never leaving yours as he shuts the television off.

"Uh," you stammered, walking slowly towards his direction making him sit up straight.

"Why are you still in your robe?" You asked, faking a tough tone as you comb your still wet hair with your fingers.

"Just want to remind you that this was unplanned and I have no extra shirts with me. Unless you want us to change again in those bloody clothes which by the way, is disgusting." He explained matter of factly, even raising his brow to prove a point. "Let's just ask Sabo or whoever for clothes in the morning." He continued, inching away from the bedside.

Replying with an okay, you were lost for words, your eyes looking everywhere as you slowly feel the awkwardness between you two growing.

"Wanna sit?" Your heart immediately skipped a bit when he spoke, the raspy tune of his voice waking something inside you. Trying your best to act composed, you sat beside him, eyes searching your phone to distract yourself from the growing tension between you two.

Whispering a soft 'aha', you picked your phone that fell on the rag covered floor, thankful for the distraction. Opening your mobile, you were about to start scrolling through your newsfeed when Ace suddenly spoke, his words catching you off guard.

"Hey, have I ever told you how pretty you looked?" He asked mindlessly, a thud soon following as your phone fell once more on the ground.

"What?" You replied, cheeks pink in embarrassment.

"You're so beautiful," he whispered as he inched closer, making you shiver. Your reaction didn't go unnoticed when Ace smiled cheekily at you, proud of the effect he made on you.

"Shut it, cowboy." You answered. "What are you up to?" You continued to act clueless, punching his chest playfully to ease the tension between you. But it seems like you made the wrong decision when he suddenly wrapped his hand against yours, his smile turning to a thin line, eyes filled with nothing but seriousness.

Opening your palm, Ace guided your hand towards where his heart sat. Feeling his fast heartbeat, you couldn't help but gape in awe, your own beating faster than it already was.

"I've been feeling this way since," he paused, trying to remember when his heart started thumping hard against his chest every time you're with him, "I don't know, it just happened" he admitted sheepishly, a boyish smile making its way on his face.

"Ace, you're drunk." You blurted out, finding it hard to take his words seriously.

You weren't sure if this was a defense mechanism your brain was making, but you didn't want to believe in a word he said. You were afraid that once he sobers up, he'll take back everything and tell you it was a mistake.

It may turn into false hope and you didn't want that.

"A bit of liquid courage, I guess." He admitted with a laugh, making you lower your hand. "If I didn't drink, I'd be too afraid to say anything."

Biting your lips, you thought to yourself. Will you really take his words to heart? You wanted to believe it. Hell, you even want to pounce on him this very moment. But the thought that your years of friendship may burn to crisp because of one drunk mistake was holding you back. You didn't want to lose him just because of your foolishness.

Distracted with your own thoughts, you didn't notice Ace's hands reaching towards your face, his thumb gently tugging your lips out of your teeth's grasp making you gasp.

"Don't hurt your pretty lips, please." He whispered, eyes looking back and forth between your eyes and now red lips.

"God. I really really wanna kiss you." He admitted with a blush, waiting for a reaction from you.

Like a dam overfilled with water, the walls of defense you made finally broke, mind suddenly filled with nothing but want for your bestfriend. All doubts and worries you had were thrown out the window, long forgotten. Closing the gap between you two, you pulled him by the neck, lips crashing onto his.

Fuck, you'll worry about your friendship later.

Feeling nothing but pure bliss, you allowed Ace to pull you closer by the waist, your hand snaking up his soft jet black hair, tugging on it gently, making him gasp. Taking it as an opportunity, you pushed your tongue inside him, Ace welcoming you whole with passion. Allowing you to take the lead, Ace hummed in satisfaction as you sucked on his tongue, a moan soon escaping his throat, making you shiver.

You never knew Ace was vocal when it came to kissing, but it was welcomed and you enjoy it. Wanting to hear his needy voice once more, you bit his lower lip, tugging it gently earning a whine from him.

Heat slowly pooled your system as you continued kissing Ace, the wet noises both of you make with your mouths making the hair in your spine raise in pleasure.

His graspy moan was music to your ears as he kissed you back with the same enthusiasm, his hands roaming your clothed body with need. It wasn't until you felt Ace's thumb rubbing your underboob did you realize what the two of you were doing, making you halt. Mistaking your action as catching your breath, Ace also paused, breaking the kiss with a heavy sigh.

The fog that filled your head wasn't even fully gone when it slowly came back once more, watching the string of saliva connecting your mouths stretch before breaking when Ace was finally a feet away from your face.

Licking your lips, you watched Ace with heavy lidded eyes. His stupid grin didn't go unnoticed as he breathed heavily, eyes still closed as he savoured the feeling of your plump lips against his.

"I've been wanting to do that for a while now." He giggled, eyes as heavy as yours as he opened them. "I just chicken out every time."

"Kinda surprised that you're foward though. But don't worry, I like it." He admitted sheepishly, hand raising to the back of his neck in embarrassment.

"But what about that woman?" You suddenly asked, remembering the scene that greeted you earlier that night. A frown immediately went it's way to Ace's face as he watched your serious expression. He had no clue about what you were saying.

"The woman you're with earlier at the bar. You've been flirting with her since I got there." You flatly explained, trying to find an answer in his eyes. Even though it was completely out of the blue, you wanted to clear things out with him if you wanted to take the risk and take your relationship with him on the next level.

It was like there was a lightbulb that switched on above Ace's head and without warning, he suddenly laughed, making you blink.

"You're talking about Yamato?" He asked between his laughs, shoulders shaking unbelievably fast.

"If Yamato's the name of the white haired woman, then yes." You didn't notice how firm your grip was on the mattress until Ace took it gently, brushing his thumb against the back of your hand.

"First of all, I don't like him that way." He explained, a few laughs in between making you feel a bit stupid. "Second, he doesn't like me either, but he sure did like you when you first came in the bar."

Realizing what Ace just said, you finally had the grasp of it, making you blush. Other than your circle of friends, you never knew who Ace's other friends were, reason why you easily jump into conclusions.

"Look, I've liked you for a long time now. I was just scared that you only see me as your brother and nothing more." He explained, his hold on your hand growing tighter.

"I tried flirting with you a few times and you didn't budge. Fuck, I even went and bought that srpay of yours so I can imagine you beside me." He continued his confession, charcoal eyes staring at yours warmly. "I've been trying to show you how I feel and now, I finally had the balls to admit it."

"You don't need to return my feelings. Don't feel pressured or anything." He continued, " I just want to get this out of my system because I can't take it anymore."

"Me too."

You finally answered, Ace's pupils growing large as he listened.

"I've been wanting to have you since, well I also don't know." You admitted, finally letting your hidden feelings for the young man free.

You've been contemplating back and fourth whether to take Ace's drunk confession as an opportunity to do the same. Even after your shared kiss, you still doubted that everything was real. You couldn't help but be afraid of the possibility of your friendship being ruined, but after hearing him explain and lift the pressure off of you to reciprocate hus feelings, you finally realized that everything was true.

Ace wants you, just he way you've always wanted him.

"I'm not dreaming, right?" He asked, an ear splitting grin slowly rising on his face as he watched you smirk, your own cheeks burning.

"Let me show you if this is real or not." Smiling at your — what you assume — lover, you raised your hand and reached for his jaw, thumb gently brushing the freckles on his cheeks making him close his lids before pulling him for another kiss.

Humming through the kiss, you allowed yourself to explore Ace's body, touching and feeling his warm skin against your palms. Doing the same to you, Ace's hand roamed around your still clothed body, a sigh leaving your lips as he rubbed your hardening nipples against the thick fabric.

Pushing your tongue in him the same time you squeezed his biceps, Ace suddenly flinched with a moan making you stop.

"What's wrong?" you asked, still a bit dizzy for he heavy kissing you just shared.

"You actually kicked me in that part when we were sparring earlier." He admitted, hands still groping your breast. "But it's fine, was just surprised." Ace added, squeezing your boobs making your breath hitch.

"Where were we?"

Continuing where you left off, you allowed Ace to pull the string of your robe, your upper body finally exposed to him in full glory. Staring at your erect nipples, Ace unconsciously licked his lips, as he raised his look asking for permission.

Instead of answering his pleading look with words, you reached for the back of his head, holding the roots of his wavey hair to guide him to your chest. Happy to oblige, Ace took your left bud in his mouth, swirling his tongue around it while the other was being pinched between his fingers, equal attention and pleasure eliciting a whine from you.

Feeling the heat pooling down your sex, you pulled Ace's hair, a little bit rougher than you planned making him squeak.

"Sorry, did that hurt?" You asked, genuine concern overlapping with your lust.

"Fuck, that felt good." He blurted out, eyes still closed as his head was still raised, completely at your mercy.

"You've got no problem with getting rough?" You questioned the raven, concern slowly fading as heat and anticipation for his answer filled your system.

"fuck, yes." He answered through gritted teeth, enjoying the feeling when you tugged on his scalp once more.

"I like my woman strong." He added with a smirk, his  adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed your shared saliva.

Finally having his approval, you pushed him down the bed with a thud, his eyes snapping open in time to watch you throw your robe to the ground, your body on full display as you stradle his lower half.

"I left my present for you at the bar. Mind if I give you a different birthday gift?"

"No, ma'am." Ace grinned, ready for you.

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