Ace And Luffy Handshake 소설 & 이야기

“I warn you. It means that a JP will show up here, as well as Granny and all my brothers and my men again. Can you handle another round with them?” I feel my smile coming again. It seems to be getting more and more use. “I think I can handle them. They’re not so bad. And I’m sorry for drugging you. Or rather, attempting to.” I hold out my hand again. He stares at it for a second before his big palm graces mine. Our fingers lace together like an old, sturdy boot. “Truce?” I ask, concentrating on that instead of my pounding heart, the electricity zinging up my arm, and the fact that this feels nice. Nice, as in, normal nice. Like my hand could get used to his hand.

He asks me with the nicest smile. “It most certainly is,” I reply, extending my hand to shake his and signalling that the business is settled and sealed. He gives me a handshake before bringing me in for another hug. This time, we both remained motionless. I was near to tears because I didn't want this hug to end. my eyes were close as we hug each other so tight . I’m certain Liam’s were too. If one of us doesn't take the brave step to pull away, we both wouldn't let each other go for the rest of the day. After pushing myself to say something I do not want to, I finally say,

I roll my eyes. He smirks, and I know he’s probably going to be calling me Ace for the rest of my life. Grant extends his hand. “Hi, Graham Young. Nice to meet you, Ace.” I shake his hand and giggle a little. A lot of people are paying attention to us because they probably also heard the commotion, but no one comes over. It’s a perfectly normal thing for two people who have made work deals with one another to shake hands, I suppose.

"Next time she is here, hold her hand and note the difference. When we hold hands, she threads her fingers with mine, and likes to link our palms together. the longer you hold her hand and she will start playing with my index finger, going around absentmindedly. " And look at the way they are holding hands. Even though it looks like that, only their fingers are touching. It is a simple gesture of a Luna comforting her subject and a master comforting his student. Trust her Doyen like you trust that Demon Leo. The wolf quietened. It was true, even now that he had merged with Ace who had let him be free in his mind, he was worried that he would be pushed back into captivity. So, Ace was trustin

She would call me out on my bullshit, be angry for a few days but inevitably forgive me knowing that Ace was bound to anyway. "Come on, then," Ace slid his hand down my arm until his fingers laced with mine. There was something about the action that felt strangely intimate as if it meant more than just simply holding hands. It was his declaration that he stood by me and was willing to weather out the storm I was about to face with me even though he didn't have to.

Luke nodded, “Absolutely. I expected as much. Let's dive into the details and see if we can come to a mutually beneficial agreement.” They continue discussing the terms of the partnership, exchanging ideas and negotiating points, their conversation flowing smoothly as they work towards a successful deal. As soon as Luke finished signing the documents, he extended his hand for a handshake, and Emily reciprocated with a warm smile. Their hands clasped together, and Emily felt a sudden jolt of electricity run through her body.

It is a feeling: sunlight after rain, a shared root full of sugar, a child’s hand. Grow together, they say. I open my eyes. My throat is tight. “We sign,” I say. Lyana holds out the clipboard like it is a sacred object. Hayes actually laughs, then signs the lichen with a fingertip where Sky shows him. His signature glows green for a second, then settles. I sign next. Draven after me, then Wrath, Caiden, Sky, Creek, Rowan, Eli with Jonah’s hand over his, Silas with a hand that shakes only a little.

Of course he would accept it. Zen doesn’t force anyone or anything to be different than what it is. But that wouldn’t be fair. That wouldn’t be a partnership. I hold out a hand towards him “Consider your wish granted.” Zen takes my hand with his, and his gentle touch is familiar to me now. If I’d expected a handshake, he proves me wrong immediately. He’s holding my hand in a way that I remember Arzen holding in the meeting room. “The proper way to commemorate the promise of a Lady and a knight would a kiss on the back of the hand.” Zen tells me calmly “May I?”

I step to the side and our eyes meet again. “Half a million just for a dance and a date? Getting desperate now, Mr. De Luca?” I smirk. I gracefully place my hand on his and twirls me so I am now in front. His nose trails up my jaw, making me shiver. Earning a smirk from Ace now, he grips my waist with his left and my hips with his right hand. We then start leaning to the side, his hands moving slowly feeling my curves. “Don’t let it go to your head.” He growled.

That bogeyman was being disarmed, blade by blade. "I want to kiss you right now." Ace grinned. "You do like to skip ahead, don't you?" "The theme of our relationship," Paul grinned. Which was an understatement. I fucked him before I knew his full name, and suddenly holding his hand is the big scary step. "Well, you have my permission to kiss me or hold my hand or anything you're comfortable with," Ace said. Paul nodded, determined. He pulled his hands from his pockets and took Ace's right hand in his left as they continued toward the restaurant.