A/N: Hey guys guess who's back to being a massive fan of AUs?...Well even more than normal. Anyway my friends and I were going throw an AU masterlist and we came across several ones that we adored and I got 'challenged' to write them. So warning you now this one is going to be slightly mature (who am I kidding; this whole prompt is about jacking off) but yeah, hope you like it~

We're guild mates in a massive multiplayer online role play game and I've only ever heard your voice and I may or may not have jacked off to you just talking while I had my mic off. And now I accidentally forgot to turn it off and you heard me breathing hard moaning your name as I came on myself au.

Disclaimer: I do not own One Piece or Dungeons and Dragons Online. I have never played Dungeons and Dragons Online and this is all going off of what I've hear my brother say about it and what I imagine it to be like.

It had started off as a one-time thing. Just something he had done once and he had no intention of doing it again. It wasn't his fault his online friend sounded so hot!

When Sabo had first started playing Dungeons and Dragons Online he had intended to use it as a way to keep exam stress down, a way to have his own little world he could escape to whenever things got especially tough. And while for the most part that was true, a different kind of stress had appeared. A stress that was named FireHazard and with that name came a voice that Sabo was sure had to be illegal in at least seventeen different countries.

He hadn't meant for this to happen, honestly he hadn't! It wasn't his fault that that voice sent shivers down his spine and made his face feel oddly hot. It wasn't his fault that a voice managed to do things to his heart and mind that not one of the boys who chased after him managed to do. It wasn't as if it was FireHazard's fault either (Ace his mind corrected him automatically, remembering the time when Ace's little brother had stolen his mic from him and was loudly wondering what Ace did with it.) But it certainly made it so much easier to blame him after the humiliation caught up to him the first time it had happened.

He didn't even know his name at the time!

All he knew was that voice was making him hotter and hotter and when Ace had started to make innocent sounding innuendoes about the quest they were on at the time...well that had been it for Sabo. He had made up some bullshit excuse, turned his mic off, and tried to control the blood that had rushed southwards at the sound of that sultry little laugh Ace had surprised him with.

He hadn't quit the game though and so that fucking hot voice was still speaking and Sabo could almost hear the smirk in his voice as he gave up on trying to get himself under control. Instead he pulled down the constricting fabric of his shorts and did his very best not to think about what he was doing as he grasped his hard on and started to pump himself.

He had been very thankful the mic was switched off. He would never have been able to save himself from the embarrassment of Ace hearing him become a moaning, panting mess just from the sound of his voice.

But after the glow of pleasure had faded and the world stopped spinning around him and he had realised he had just wanked to the sound of his friend's voice, Sabo had instantly hid underneath his covers and hadn't touched the game for at least a week.

But, like all good things in life, the game was addictive and he soon found himself playing it again; hoping, though some deep down emotion denied it, that he wouldn't ever hear from FireHazard ever again.

How wrong he was.

It seemed no matter what quest he joined or even ones he started FireHazard was always there, always ready to play, and always with that fucking voice of his. It was slowly driving him mad. Sure, some days he managed to keep his urges under control and actually got to know a little bit more about the man behind the screen and what he had learnt made this stupid obsession/crush/yearning thing even worse.

Ace was probably the sweetest guy on the planet. He lived alone with his little brother who he was taking care of and often volunteered at the animal sanctuary where he lived. He was kind and patient (although when Luffy had stolen his mic Sabo swore there was a devil hiding underneath all that sweetness because man could Ace shout.) and anytime Sabo had to leave he always wished him good luck or a simple 'have fun' that never failed to make the blond smile.

It made jacking off to his voice so much harder to deal with because, no matter how perfect Ace was, Sabo couldn't stop. His voice continued to taunt him and tease him and knowing more about Ace wasn't helping because he could so easily imagine how gentle Ace would be as he kissed his way down Sabo's chest, how he would caress every part of him before smirking that devilish smirk Sabo knew he must have and how he would bite and lick and moan into his skin until Sabo was a panting wanton mess beneath him.

Knowing more about him didn't make the fantasies go away; it made them worse. It had gotten so bad that he had woken up in the dead of night in a cold sweat, with wet boxers and soiled sheets.

Usually after one of these horrible (amazing) nights the urges would leave him for a while, allowing him to play with Ace as though he didn't wank to his voice every other week. That why he tolerated them for the most part. But last night's dream had been the worst one yet and he hadn't managed to get it out of his head all day, resulting in a very irritable and embarrassed Sabo.

Something Ace had, unfortunately, picked up on as soon as Sabo had gotten online.

"What's the matter with you today? Also be careful of the riddle; I was doing this quest yesterday and none of us could get it."

Sabo let out a groan and forced himself to focus on the riddle at hand. After about a minute of concentrating he directed his character to stand over the rune markings that held the correct answer, gaining him a chirpy 'thanks' from Ace.

"How are you so good at this?" he could hear the slight wonder and respect in Ace's tone and he couldn't help the proud smile that flitted across his tired face.

"I use my brain."

"Ouch." Ace laughed as they forged onwards with the quest. "That one actually hurt. I might need a kiss to make it better."

"Has anyone told you you're a complete and utter flirt?" Sabo managed to get out, glad that he was alone in his bedroom and no-one could see the blush that was lighting up his face as he imagined how it would feel to kiss Ace, to feel his skin beneath his lips...

He let out another groan and banged his head against the table, all too familiar with where that train of thought would lead him.

"You would be the first." Ace laughed before slipping into a more curious tone. "What was that noise just now? It sounded like a cat had just run into a wall."

"Replace 'cat' with my head and 'wall' with my desk and you'd be spot on." Sabo grouched, earning himself another laugh from his online friend. When Ace was laughing like this it made it easier to concentrate on other things and their quests. It was only when he laughed like demon about to devour his prey did Sabo know he would have to abandon ship soon afterwards.

"What did the poor desk ever do to you to make you try and become a comatose patient?"

"Not my desk." Sabo replied, too tired to really pay any attention to anything but the soothing quality of Ace's concerned voice.

"More like a really hot guy is driving me crazy." He revealed with a yawn before reaching for the cans of Monster he kept beside his desk for occasions such as these when he didn't get enough sleep the night before and he wanted to stay up playing with his friend.

It was unnervingly quiet on the other end and Sabo mentally reviewed what he had said to try and find a problem with it. He knew Ace wasn't homophobic; he had made that pretty clear when another player had called them faggots for not wanting to do a quest with him and Ace had exploded at him for using slurs in a casual way (they had spent most of that quest talking about human rights and it was one of the rare sessions where Sabo had not had a boner at the end of it). So it couldn't be that. Sure Sabo had never mentioned his own sexuality and maybe it was just that that had made Ace feel awkward. He was fully prepared to apologise if it had when Ace finally replied.

"Really? What's this guy like?" he asked in a voice of forced politeness that sent shivers down Sabo's spine. A feeling of awareness that had nothing to do with the energy drink came over him and suddenly he was hyper aware of everything. The tone he had used, the inclinations on his speech, even the slight accent he had made Sabo feel like this conversation was about to head down a dangerous route for him and he needed to redirect it if he wanted to keep talking to Ace tonight.

"He's j-just a guy, it doesn't matter. A-anyway we've come to the next riddle now." He cursed himself over and over in his head as he stuttered out that sentence, knowing that Ace was going to keep questioning him if he sensed a weakness like that. He really didn't want that. Especially not after the dream he had last night. Of all the times he had to give Ace a reason to be pushy it would have to be the day after one of the hottest wet dreams he had ever had, wouldn't it?

"Oh but I think it does matter if you're stuttering like that." That goddamn bastard was almost purring and all hope Sabo had for salvaging this conversation were blown out the window. His cheeks were flushing a brilliant crimson as he bit down on his thumb to muffle the embarrassing moans that wanted to escape him just from hearing that velvet purr. He had a bit of a blind scramble to turn off his mic before pushing his chair away from his desk as Ace let out a low, taunting laugh.

"Oh come on Sabo, I'm curious. He must be something if he's made you go to pieces."

'You have no idea how true that is.' Sabo thought as he leaned back in his chair and palmed himself through his shorts, feeling his cock jolt a little at the sudden touches. He knew for a fact that if Ace kept talking like that then he'd be fully hard and aching in no time at all.

"Please Sabo, tell me even just a little bit." Although it may have sounded like he was pleading, his low voice and adorable whine at the end made it all the more unbearable for Sabo who had to bite down harder on his thumb as he fumbled, one handed, with the button on his shorts, feeling his cock throb painfully in response to Ace's voice. As he finally got the button free he could not stop the moan that left him as he cool hand made contact with the flushed skin of his cock and he hurriedly pulled himself out of his shorts and boxers, sighing in relief as the cool air of his bedroom came into contact with the heated flesh.

Carefully he started to slowly caress his shaft, imagining it was Ace's hand, not his own as he could hear that sinful voice whisper to him. The slow, gentle touches were a necessary torture and he could hardly stop the breathy little moans that spilled from his mouth as his breathing heightened and his face felt like it was on fire.

"I'm not going to stop until you tell me." Ace said in a teasing tone after a long pause. Sabo didn't care about whatever he had been thinking about, too caught up in his own little world.

"...God I hope you never do..." Sabo mumbled, apply a little more pressure behind his touches before finally closing his hand around the base of his shaft, fingers falling from his mouth to brush against his nipples through his thin shirt. Ever so slowly he started to stroke up and down his member, his breath coming in little gasps and pants as heat seemed to travel throughout his body. A chocked moan escaped him as he pinched and pulled at one of his nipples, head falling back as he panted into the sweaty air.

"...Don't ever stop...God, Ace...D-don't...Please..." he was rambling now, chocked words and moans flooding out of him as he quickened his pace, lost to his own fantasies, a high keening noise escaping his dry lips as he felt himself getting closer and closer to his climax. His eyes were closed in desperate pleasure, sweat making his curls stick to his face and his neck, one hand leaving his nipples to grasp at his chair as he pumped his cock, desperate for that sweet relief of release.

"...F-fuck...Ace!"

With one last stroke he finally felt himself tip over the edge, white light dancing beneath his closed eyelids as he felt himself cum with a cry of Ace's name. Panting, dizzy with pleasure and relief, he laid in his chair bonelessly, thinking of everything and nothing as he basked in the after-glow. But all good things come to an end and he was slowly becoming aware of the cum that soaked his shirt and clung to his hand; the result of not being able to control himself.

"Fuck." He groaned before reaching out to the tissue box on his desk in an attempt to clean himself up. He would definitely be taking a shower tonight, and a long one at that.

"I'll say. That's got to be one of the hottest things I have ever heard."

Dread pooled in his stomach as he turned terrified eyes towards his computer screen. The mic light was still green, not the safe red colour he was so used to seeing. Ace had heard everything he had just done.

An embarrassed squeak left his mouth before he could help it, causing Ace to laugh in delight.

"You're so cute. I can hardly believe you're capable of sounding that arousing. God, Sabo if you wanted to jack off to me all you had to do was ask and I would have happily talked dirty to you until the next morning if it meant I got to hear that again."

Sabo was a blushing mess at this point. It was all too clear that Ace had heard every single little thing and if that didn't make him want to go crawl into a hole and die then nothing else would. Slowly the rest of his sentence filtered in through the buzz of embarrassment and Sabo felt himself get even redder, goggling at his computer screen in shock.

"Wait, w-what?" he yelped, not expecting Ace to be so forward in that respect. Although he couldn't help but imagine how much worse off he would be if Ace actually did talk dirty to him and how it might feel to have that voice actually saying all the sinful things he had been thinking lately...

"Yeah, don't be so selfish alright? God knows the amount of times I've been distracted just thinking about your voice; it almost got me into detention today." Again, Ace's charming, carefree laugh rang out from the computer and Sabo felt himself melt a little inside that had nothing to do with his recent orgasm and everything to do with the guy who had caused it.

"Sorry for not wanting to embarrass myself." Sabo snorted, taking off his ruined shirt and throwing it in the washing basket before grabbing more tissues and wiping off the cum that had seeped through the shirt onto his skin.

"You should be." Ace sniffed before laughing again only this time it was a soft laugh, full of hidden words and secret meanings.

"By the way, I've been meaning to ask this for the past two weeks, what's your Skype? I think I deserve to see your face now, don't you think?"

Sabo laughed nervously before opening up a chat box and typing his Skype address out and sending it. In a way Ace was right; if he had found out someone had been jacking off to his voice for the past three months he would want to know who they were too.

"Just don't call me right away. I'm going to take a shower."

"And miss the chance of seeing you flushed and sweaty? Fine..."

Sabo let out a little laugh of his own as he turned his mic off properly this time and headed out to the bathroom, knowing that when he got back he would finally get to see the person that owned the voice that had started this wonderful trouble in the first place.

A/N: Whelp that was the first time writing something like that. Please review and please, if you have constructive criticism to give, please give it. I want to know whether I did something wrong and what I should improve on the next time I have to write something like this. Thanks~

~Scarlet