Thank god Tashigi always knocked before she entered the Colonel’s office....
“I have some papers for you to look over sir.” The Sergeant stopped abruptly as she reached her superior’s desk, nose wrinkling. There was a smell in the air, a weird burning smell that wasn’t just Smoker’s normal cigars. It was a different sort of pungent she couldn’t quite but her finger on.
“Sir...have you been cooking in here or something?”
“Uh...” Smoker coughed “Yes. I was...making toast.”
“Oh, that must be it then.” Tashigi smiled, setting the papers on his desk.
“Thank you Tashigi. These might take awhile so can you see to it I’m not disturbed for a few hours?”
“Oh course Colonel.” The woman saluted and turned to leave. He didn’t see the smirk on her face.
And the moment she closed the door behind her...
“Making Toast? That’s the best you can come up with?”
Smoker pushed his chair back to glare at the pirate hiding under his desk. “She bought it didn’t she? Besides, it’s your fault the room smells like burnt food Portgas.”
“My bad” a freckled smirk “Let me make it up to you.” Ace crawled out from beneath the desk and up between Smoker’s thighs, skilled hands loosening the marine’s belt.
Smoker ground the cigars between his teeth a little harder. “I have work to do you know.”
“It can wait.” Ace tugged the rabidly tightening jeans down. “Right now let’s make some man butter to go with that toast.”
“....pervert.”
“You started it.”
“Shut up and suck Portgas!”