Ace

*Ace wakes up and immediately knows what situation he's in. His bed is soaked beneath him, the sheets sticky and wet and warm, and every bit of him feels like it's on fire. He's flushed, everything aches...and he feels empty, oh so empty. His core is open and throbbing, begging for someone, anyone, to come and fill him up, press him down, take care of him. But he doesn't have someone like that. He's been hiding this part of himself since forever.*