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Ace dream of the ocean, of his family, of Dadan, Luffy never ending smile and Sabo’s sass, He dream of Marco, he dream of Pops, he dream of home but yet, he had dream of so much but so little, he dreamt of freedom, and he tasted it for a spilt second,
Then he woke up in that god awful cell, bruised and broken, his body ache in way he never knew. but did at the same time. his body ache like it did on dawn but worse, every movement cause pain to shoot through him, no matter how small it is.
He awoken to water being pour on him and he gasped, sputtering slightly but didn’t have energy to do anything else. “Oh, look who is awake!” an voice chirp, beyond happy for whatever time in the day it is. he felt a hand on his thigh and he growl, trying to struggle but found the water weighing him down. “now now, if you behave,” the person lean in and purred, and it made Ace shudder in disgust. “I might let you cum.”
complete and utter panic and dread settle into his stomach, making his stomach twist into knots as he realize what was going to happened. tears burn his eyes.
he was powerless.
he was weak.
good for nothing.
he couldn’t,
he didn’t,
he wouldn’t.
he tried to struggle, the sea stone cuffs and water made it nearby impossible to do anything but give a pitifully wiggle. an hand dip downward, pushing against his cock. “Don’t be like that.” the voice chuckles. amused by him. “just accept it, you have a long line of suitors who would die for a chance.” the person push downward, rubbing their hand over his cock and he let out a cry.
“stup!-“ He ordered despite knowing that wouldn’t do anything, he felt disgusted. “you should be honour. maybe if you’re a good cock slut, we will keep you alive.” the voice laughed, like it was telling a funny joke, tears drip down Ace’s broken face.
The laugh cut off suddenly and he felt a presence, overbearing but all too familiar. “Vice Admiral Garp!” Ace heart speed up, tears pouring down his face. shame creeping into his heart. “What do you think you’re doing?” Gramps growl. angry that Ace had never felt before litter his voice. he couldn’t see it, but he could tell that Gramps was murderous.
the body above him stiffen, fear radiating off of him. “Gr-amps!-“ Ace sobbed, far too broken and hurt to be tough, all he wanted was his grandpa. “H-hel- puhlease!” Ace wasn’t sure what happened next, and when he asked, Gramps would do nothing but smile and change the subject, he just felt something splutter onto his face and the sound of chains breaking before being picked up.
his arms wrapped around him, and he felt safe. “Come on, brat.” Garp whispered, wiping at his face. “Gramps got ya.”