flashytheclown

[flashytheclown]

A low snicker made its way out of the captains throat, lingering in the air and leaving this tense and intimate aura floating around. The blue-haired clown flopped down on his armchair, or "throne" as he liked to call it, all while maintaining eye contact with the other man. Sure, he wasn't often in this position, but if he had the chance to play around with Galdino for once, he sure as hell would take it. 

"You heard me" he smirked. "I haven't got all day."

"Get on your knees."

A furious blush crossed his face. He’d never in a million years thought that his captain would ask such a thing of him. Even if they were in a relationship and they did engage in these kinds of activities, it was still unusual for Buggy to be the one to take charge. Not that Galdino was arguing. In fact, the submissive in him was very pleased with this turn of events, and it showed in how quick he was to assume the more timid role.

“You… you want me to… what..?”

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Even if the particular words weren't exchanged, Buggy did feel that calm rush all the way from his scalp down to his now pain-free toes. He didn't exactly know why, but being petted like this made him feel secure, something he'd never admit out loud. The though of holding the reigns would usually excite him. To know that he was in charge even in bed was usually enough for him to go on. However, this time was different. "I... I want you to kiss me. Hard." The clown tried to be as honest as he could, even though is was pretty hard. "Just do what you want with me. Because..." he swallowed. "You're the only one who can make me... feel like that..."

WET ANGRY GAYS

"Good…"

He continued to scratch at the man’s scalp as his pants were removed, effectively petting Buggy like a dog. He was able to realize the soothing properties of the gesture since it had been used many times on him in the past. It told him he had done something good, and that he was being praised for it. He suspected Buggy felt the same.

"What do you want to do next, after everything is off? Give me something to go on." His tone was soft, the question more of a prompt for suggestions than anything. 

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He really tried, honestly, to not be too hard on himself. But failure after failure took its toll on him. The thing is that when you only start to notice the things you've failed at, you aren't noticing the things you've won in the process. And right now, one of those things were starting to slowly sink in as the captain burrowed his nose into the crease of the other's neck. Galdino fingers working magic as each fingertip sent shivers down his spine in the very best way, making noises he didn't even know a human could accomplish. Somehow, Buggy was completely certain that if he died this very moment, he would have nothing to regret.  And for once, he didn't argue when 3 gave him his new orders, and happily obliged, moving his hands down to work on his pants.

WET ANGRY GAYS

"Well that won’t be a problem now, will it?" he said gently. He noticed the captain’s pout and pulled him in for another quick kiss. "I know I can see through everything and I’m probably one of the most loyal people in your crew. I know I get frustrated but… don’t be so hard on yourself, okay?"

He smiled and continued to play with Buggy’s hair, twirling it around his fingers and then moving his hand up to rub at the man’s scalp. In an odd way, the prisoners were right about his relationship to their captain - he was the big brother here, even if he was only a few months older, and it was his job to help out with things like this. He felt emotionally obligated, something he’d only felt before with a select few people he was very close to.

Of course, considering he wasn’t actual family, having a bit of fun wasn’t a problem.

"Now how about you finish undressing me~"

[flashytheclown]

He didn't even get a chance to respond, and even if he did, it would probably just be stupid anyway. Buggy's never gotten enough time to fully appreciate the way 3's lips fit so perfectly against his. They were so much softer than his own, who's gone dry and rough from wearing lipstick all the time.   The clown pressed his body against the artists, his arms wrapped around the others neck to deepen the kiss. But then, just as he begin to fully relax, the man withdrew, leaving him unsatisfied.   "I know I'm not the most awful fucker on the grand line." he replied, pounting."But I'm not the best either, I know that, even though I seem arrogant sometimes. I also know that I'll never be the flashiest pirate around either. Sure, I have a crew that'll love and praise me for perhaps a few more years, but even they will be able to see through me after a while." ... "I just don't want to be alone."

WET ANGRY GAYS

"Hey." He placed a hand on the captain’s head, tilting it again to make Buggy look at him. "I’m not joking. And I can see you just fine. I happen to think what I’m seeing is indeed beautiful."

Still holding onto the man’s hair, he pressed their lips together in a gentle kiss. When he withdrew again, he continued to play with the blue locks.

"You’re more than just nice to look at though. A lot of what I find so beautiful about you is what I see in you as a friend." He smiled. "You’re not as terrible as you think."

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"Beautiful..?" the clown could barely comprehend what he was hearing. Somehow it seemed almost funny, this whole thing, and he couldn't help but grin a little. "You must be joking. I know you're a flashy artist and all, but if you think this is beautiful, you need pair of stronger glasses." And all of a sudden he was grabbing the collar of the man's shirt, chuckling, before his expression changed and the smile disappeared.  "Don't make me laugh 3, I didn't get you into this damn shower for a laugh." he sighed. "So why don't we just ship to the fun bits instead." He looked up, leaning forwards to leave a trail of kissed along the man's left collarbone whist his hands helped the artist to get his shirt off.

WET ANGRY GAYS

"Well… yes, but not in an intolerable way," he answered. "If anything it’s endearing." He stroked the man’s hair gently with his free hand as he spoke. "Sure, sometimes I wonder why I even joined your crew… but moments like this, and any time we spend alone together really, remind me that there was a reason. You’re the best friend I have, and I think both of us want to take it a bit further than that." He smiled and left a small kiss on the captain’s forehead. "You’re beautiful by the way - next time don’t try to hide yourself. I like looking at beautiful things."

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[flashytheclown]

"hwa- unsURE, NO I'M-" he blurted out, almost hitting himself in the stomach as he quickly withdrew his hand from the other pants. "I'm fine, just-... nothing." This whole situation was messed up to him. He couldn't think straight, Galdino was in his shower and now they were only a few inches away from eachother. What the hell was he doing? He wanted this, didn't he? The whole reason he kept 3 in the bathroom was for something like this. So why was everything suddenly so embarrassing? Sure, he'd gotten quite the liking to the artist, but love? Was that even... possible?  "Oi... Galdino..." he lowered his gaze, staring at the mans collarbones. "Do you think I'm... annoying? Or anything.. really?"

WET ANGRY GAYS

He quickly started to notice how uncomfortable the man was, and increased the speed and intensity with which he pet the long mess of hair. When the frustrated expression didn’t let up, he slid his hand down the side of Buggy’s face and to his chin, tilting his head upwards slightly to make up for the couple inches of height they differed by.

"Something wrong?" he asked, concern in his voice. "You’re usually not so unsure of yourself."

[flashytheclown]

Buggy's always been a rather complicated person, and even when he wasn't, his head seemed to make whatever the situation was more complicated than it had to be. And coming to terms with his feelings was one of those things. The clown was well aware of what he felt for his fellow escapee, but just because he knew didn't mean he had to accept it. Or rather, that he could. See, things such as romantic relationships wasn't a thing he even had the chance to get close to most of the time, being a clown and all. So when a person started to make advances on him, he had quite the hard time to process it.   All these things we're just swirling around his head, so caught up in trying to figure out how the hell he should get a hold of his own feelings, that he didn't even notice how he'd already unbuttoned the last button, with his fingers now resting on the hem of the others pants.

WET ANGRY GAYS

Galdino rewarded the captain with a hand on his head, ruffling the blue hair gently. For the life of him he couldn’t figure out why the man seemed so reluctant to do this - they’d both been hinting at something like this for ages now and in all honestly Galdino was sure the charade was over at this point and that they both should just give it up and accept their feelings. He himself had already been through the mental questioning that came with said feelings, and though he still had no idea why he’d fall for such a man, he had at least come to terms with the fact that he’d been holding a torch for his new captain for a while. And so of course the only natural thing to do at this point was attempt a real relationship.

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It wasn't exactly the easiest thing to do for him to just swallow his pride and do what 3's telling him to, even if he kinda wanted to do it. But he was a man of his words, most of the time, so he couldn't back out now anyway. Hesitating for a moment, he finally turned around, making sure the distance between them decreased quickly so the other man's view of his more private parts became as short lived as possible. Giving the other a annoyed glare, he brought his hands up his shirt and started unbuttoning it.

WET ANGRY GAYS

He thought about doing something in retaliation to the rude comments, but decided against it as that would only stall things even more. This was enough for him until Buggy was done taking off his clothes. Then, he’d do something else, most likely something provocative. But for now he just leaned back so the captain could have access to his shirt and pants.

[flashytheclown]

Finally being able to use this hands again, he rubbed his now free wrists to get rid of the stiffness, making a mental note that if something like this ever happened again, he would make sure be on the other end of it. Not that he expected it to happen again, but who knew. He turned his head to glare at Galdino who he now found leaning against the opposite wall. The clown was just about to ask him whatever the hell he was doing, but it seemed like he got his answer anyway. "You... want me to do whAT?" the clown would have nothing against it, if it wasn't him. 3 was different, and somehow that made the situation ten times for awkward.  "FUCK! .... fine. Just shut the flashy hell up for once." 

WET ANGRY GAYS

He removed his hands all at once, and leaned back against the wall opposite from the one Buggy was against.

"Take them off then. Uncover me for yourself. You seem like you need a turn to do something."

He was slightly wary of handing over the reins through this gesture, but reminded himself that as of now he was still in control of the situation, and very much so at that. After all, to comply with his request, Buggy would have to display his naked front first. So essentially this request was more subjugating than if Galdino had taken his own clothes off.

[flashytheclown]

Perhaps he had made the wrong choice after all, but it was to late to do anything about that now anyway. Relaxing his body slightly, he pushed himself off the wall so it was the palms of his hands that was in contact with the tiles instead of his face. Feeling those fingers on his scalp again, he let out another muffled purr, trying to figure out an answer for the next question.  "Shut up about my goddamn feet, it wasn't a plot." he replied. "But if you're going to stay in here, atleast take your damn clothes off."

WET ANGRY GAYS

"Good. Isn’t it so much better when you cooperate?" 

He took a moment to put the showerhead back up, then tangled his now free hand back into Buggy’s hair. The heel of his other hand rubbed small circles in the surprisingly toned flesh of the man’s rear. He knew how to work his hands, and he wasn’t about to let up one bit now that he had his captain right where he wanted him.

"Tell me what you want me to do from here. Should I join you in finishing your shower? Do you still need me to fix your foot or was that just a cute little plot to get me in here?"

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The clown let out a sigh of relief as the others hand moved away from his head. Though that moment was short lived as the captain shortly after let out another loud screech as the hand that just left his head now were on his ass instead. Hesitating just a second to yell at the man was just enough time for him to process the words that just left the artist's lips. Buggy didn't even know what to answer, lost in a battle between his own pride and his body's needs. God knows it was long ago he had had the chance to get laid, and last time he slept with someone was a drunken, pity fuck which he barely remembers anyway. But the captain was fairly sure that he had enough things to regret anyway, so this wouldn't make much of a difference. "Just... do whatever the hell you like." he mumbled under his breath, turning his head slightly so the other wouldn't notice the almost crimson color on his cheeks.

WET ANGRY GAYS

"Oh? Your ass?" He slid his hand down from the man’s scalp to pinch said body part. "Don’t give me ideas."

He contemplated placing the showerhead back in its rightful position, but that would involve him having to put both hands in positions where he’d be unable to keep holding Buggy against the wall. Still, having that second hand would be very useful right now…

"I’m going to make you a final offer. Stay here and you get what it is you so obviously want. Leave and there will be a convenient little wax shelter over your clothes, which you will have to ask me personally to remove."

[flashytheclown]

Buggy could barely believe what he was hearing. This whole situation was starting to get even weirder and... dare he say it? Kinda arousing. His naked body was pressed against the wall by a man who's clothes had been thoroughly soaked and was almost see-through. Not to mention that the position he was currently in forced him to press his rear against the other. In all honesty, he had no idea what to do exept for wait and see what the black-haired man would do next, trying to force himself from letting those small little purrs escape his throat when the others nails ran across his scalp.  "Ulterior motives my ass, 3" he groaned. "... and no way I'll admit something like t-that."

WET ANGRY GAYS

He started stroking the man’s hair, combing his fingers through it as he did so.

"Why would I offer? Well, you should know by now we both always have ulterior motives… I know I’m here because I want to be, I just want to hear you say it too."

He knew he had everything in his hands now, and a response from the captain had to be imminent. He could let it go unsaid, because he knew they were both thinking the same thing, but the sadist in him wanted to hear it.

[flashytheclown]

It was first now that he realised what kind of position he was in, and somewhere, in the very back of his mind, something was telling him he wanted to stay there. Shaking his head to get the though away was impossible at this point, so he just pressed his forehead against the now warm tiles instead. Cursing under his breath, he turned to look at the man again. "Shut the hell up, you're the one who wanted to stay!" he muttered. "Why else would you just "offer" to patch up my toes when it was just such a tiny injur-" A shiver shot through his spine when those fingers started playing with his hair. No matter when or how, someone running their fingers though his hair was always something that made him relax in the worst way. Especially now, when there were already some questionable bits here and there. Something sounding almost like a purr escaped his throat, and he immediately cursed himself for not being able to do anything about it.

WET ANGRY GAYS

"Not until you say it first~" he crooned, leaning in with his full weight pressed against Buggy. Truthfully that was probably the only way he was going to keep the man pinned. "Tell me you wanted me to stay here. Admit it."

He drew one hand up to play with the wet mess of blue hair, obviously content to wait for a response, and obviously enjoying the situation he was in.

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"I-... what?" how calm he suddenly became actually surprised him somewhat, but the whole situation was still as messed up as before. "Don't you dare!" The clown tried to turn and writhe around to get free, but his efforts were unfortunately fruitless. To run naked across the ship was something he'd rather avoid, but giving up? No way.  "Get off me you flashy candle humper!" he growled, trying to push the other away with the parts of his body which was still manuverable.

WET ANGRY GAYS

"Stop it!" He cried out, grabbing at the showerhead again and prying it out of Buggy’s hand. Once he had it safely away from both of them he kept talking. "Look, I’ll make a deal. I will let you go if you admit you’re stalling here too. If not… I’ll put your clothes somewhere you can’t get to without walking by the rest of the crew."

He confused himself somewhat with the fact that his last sentence implied it was completely normal for him to be looking at the man naked, just not anyone else. Odd how it came out that way.

[flashytheclown]

Buggy barely got a second to react as he soon found himself forcefully pinned against the wall, cursing under his breath as his hands now became unusable. His cheek met the cold tiles of the shower and a shiver ran through his entire body. Being away from the hot water was cold enough. But if this man wanted a war, a war he would get. "Oh I will." he smirked, angling the hand holding the showerhead upwards so the beam would, hopefully, hit Galdino right in the face.

WET ANGRY GAYS

"Why would you-!?" He didn’t finish his sentence, as he realized midway through it that the man had every reason to do that. Of course, that didn’t change how much it pissed Galdino off. 

He launched himself at Buggy, shoving him to the wall of the shower and pinning his hands as if he were being arrested. One hand held the wrist of the hand with the showerhead, and the other smushed Buggy’s cheek into the wall, while his side pressed the rest of the captain against the tile.

"Try it again. Go on."