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Y/n ran her fingers down her body, letting out a soft breath. She relaxed into the plush bed under her. Her body reacted to the touches of her own fingers with sending shivers down her spine. Her eyes were drawn down to the light mark that graced her hips. It brought the memories of the wound.
“Are you sure about this?” Ace asked her, running his finger down her side with a gentle smile.
She only hummed in response, giving the slightest nod. She had offered him an idea earlier that day. She wanted a mark, something to remind her of her lover when he was gone for days at a time. She reached out and grabbed is hand, pulling it close to her mouth,
“I want this. I want two burns please Ace. I need something to remind me of you when you’re gone.” She assured him, placing light kisses on his hand.
He had a hesitant look in his eyes as he brought his hand back down to her hips. He was still unsure about the whole process of how this was going to work, how the wound would end up healing.
“You went one on both sides? Both hips?” He wanted to make sure he had it correct before he grabbed her hips.
“Yes Ace. Look at me.” She grabbed his worried-looking face. “I want you to burn your hand prints onto my hips. I want that mark forever.” She assured him once again. “We have everything for clean up it’s okay.”
Ace breathed lightly, placing a belt into her mouth so she could bite down on something. Counting down from three, he placed his fire hand now against her hip and held it there for a few seconds. Y/n gasped as the pain coursed through her body and she gripped the bedding. Ace began whispering sweet nothings, rubbing his other hand along her other hip.
“One more princess okay?” He promised her, giving the best smile he could to reassure her with the tears building in her eyes.
He continued to whisper sweet nothings, trying to distract her as he pressed his other hand down onto her hip. Y/n wriggled in pain just slightly, forcing her eyes shut to try and get rid of the pain.
“Hey, you did so good pretty girl.” He quickly assured her, going to work to take care of the burns that now graced her hips. He kept talking to try and get her distracted as he cleaned and bandaged both of her hips.
Y/n hadn’t even realized she had begun crying, tears falling from her eyes as she hit her high. Pushing her over the edge, one of her graced the burn while the other made her cum. A sob left her lips as she curled into herself, still caressing her burn scar. He had made her a promise he’d come back that day, but he didn’t. Portgas D. Ace was never coming back, he would never hold her again and whisper sweet nothings as he had. He was dead and all that was left was lover, crying in their shared bedroom over past memories she’ll never have again.