Title: Of Dreams and Desires
Pairings: Smoker x Ace, Sanji x Zoro, and other side pairings
Ratings: T - NC-17
Chapter: 12 of ?
Summary: An Overdue Truce…
Disclaimer: I do not make any profit from this story; all props go to Eiichiro Oda.
Author Note: Thank you to Tandoku13 and avaiaal for following my story. :D
Beta Reader: descriptionsalive21, thank you so much!
Sir Crocodile
A man walked through the sea of people in the city known as the City of Dreams. Rainbase was nicely lit at this time of night, the hustle and bustle of the casino kept the city alive and her habitants entertained. He adjusted his glasses so they sat further up on his sweaty nose. It was sweltering, even at this time of night, but the heat didn't stop the sadistic grin that was plastered on his features. He finally made it to his destination, a pyramid shaped building with the head of a crocodile perched on the top and the blond chuckled at the display. It was so cliché but very well thought through, considering who the owner of the building was. Plus, it attracted the attention of the tourists, pulling them towards the casino–a perfect way to steal money without openly doing so. Something bumped into the man in wearing a black suit, causing him to rock slightly.
"Hey, you freak! You just gonna stand in the fucking road like an idiot? Move man!"
A vein popped out behind his red-framed glasses, traveling up to his hairline and his expression turning murderous as he glared at the short teen next to him. Feeling death place a hand on his shoulder, the younger paled and his voice became shaky. "You know what dude, don't… don't worry about it."
The boy walked around the blond and resumed his way down the street. The taller man watched him walk a few yards away from him before he flexed his hand then continued his walk to the pyramid shaped restaurant-casino. Just as the doors slid open he heard a woman's scream and cry for help and he chuckled darkly as the doors closed behind him. The cool breeze from the air conditioning felt wonderful on his skin and he relished in the feeling while he observed the gambling stations around him.
A woman in a tight fitted gold dress approached him with a glass of wine on the tray she was carrying. "Sir, would you like some refreshments?"
He sent a flirtatious smile her way and took the wine off the tray. "Thank you. What would you suggest a tourist like me play?"
She blushed at the attention the handsome man was giving her. "You look the blackjack or roulette type of man, but I could be wrong," the brunette looked at him from head to toe before smiling. "You could play the poker table. You have that vibe about you and I'm sure you'd be able to win a couple of hands."
He made a hum in the back of his throat. "Again, my thanks."
She bowed to him then scampered off, swinging her hips just a little bit more than necessary, hoping he'd take notice. The blond watched until she was out of sight before he decided to test his luck with roulette. He approached the table and took a seat at the end. As soon as he sat down a gaming supervisor greeted him, "Sir, is there a certain amount of chips that you wish to purchase?"
"Start me off with a million beli in chips." His deep voice caused his nearby neighbors to look at him and lean forward to catch more of the masculine tone. "I'll let you know if I need more." He handed a pouch full of coins to the supervisor. "Also, bring me a brandy–hold the rocks."
A bright smile broke out over the hairy man's face before he bowed and swiftly exited the floor to fulfill the request. It wasn't long before he returned with a plate full of chips and a glass of brandy as ordered. He placed the chips and drink in front of the man and asked, "Sir, is there anything else that I can get for you?"
"That'll be all," he dismissed the supervisor and the man in the red silk tie arranged his chips in front of him before he removed a stack of chips and placed them on the table, making his six line bet with a hefty fuffuffuffuf. "Let the games begin."
S.C
Crocodile had been sitting in the dark looking out over the city for a while now, contemplating his next actions, sighing every so often. It had been a long day and he was running out of planning time; something always seemed to come up, causing him to alter some part of his plan. He bit down on the end of the cigar hanging out of his mouth. First, there had been the shit storm that happened in Nanohana. It was bad enough that Mr. 3 didn't finish off the pirates on Little Garden and they were in cahoots with the missing Princess Vivi, but now there were drawing attention to every city they visit.
He mumbled a curse under his breath, while he was speaking of the pirates it bought him to the second problem. The more attention they drew, the more the Marines would start investigating the cities and that couldn't happen yet. The Marines were the last thing he needed on his plate. He was a Shichibukai, he could do whatever he pleased while he had the protection of the World Government; but he understood that it was a privilege that could be taken away, and if it were gone he would surely be jailed for the crimes he was committing upon the Kingdom of Alabasta.
Crocodile sighed out some smoke and rubbed his tired eyes. He needed to shower, fuck, and sleep, and honestly it didn't matter to him which order those came in as long as it all happened. There was a knock at his door and he bit back a growl, he really wasn't in the best of moods to speak to anyone but he knew he had a status to upkeep regardless.
"Come in."
A short overweight woman entered his office, her heels clacking annoyingly against the wooden floor until she reached the carpeted area near his desk. She placed her hands on her hips as she looked at him down her nose, smacking her overly painted pink lips before speaking, "Sonny, what's the matter with you?"
His eyebrow twitched at the nickname she'd given him back when they first met.
He wasn't too sure why he kept her around. She was annoying as shit and constantly nagged him, but then again that's probably why she was still alive. She was the only motherfucker in all of Rainbase to talk to him with some balls; but then again… he looked up at her when she popped her gum loudly and he frowned–she was annoying as shit.
Donna was her name.
Crocodile had made her his personal assistant long before he became a Shichibukai, and she'd stuck with him through thick and thin. If he were a tad bit more needy he'd call her a mother figure, but there was no way in hell that that would ever happen.
He cringed when she popped her gum again. "Donna, not now. I'm not in the mood."
She clicked her tongue at him. "Not in the mood? Sonny, you know what kind of scheme you're pulling off? You need to buck the fuck up and be in the mood for whatever comes your way."
The scarred man groaned.
If I kill her and feed her to the Bananawani, I wonder if anyone would notice her missing.
Crocodile felt a burning sensation on his ear as she flicked him and she said, "Stop trying to picture my death."
Crocodile glared at the round woman and growled out, "Really, is there something you want?" He took a deep drag of his cigar, taking in all the nicotine it offered with open lungs.
"Well," she started, pulling at her curly orange hair, "I was alerted by the manager of the roulette area and the cage cashier manager that there's a man downstairs cleaning out your money."
The Shichibukai closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose.
One problem after a-fuckin-nother.
"Bring up the cameras," he commanded, waiting to hear the buzzing sound of the monitors being revealed from their hidden spot in the wall. When he was met with nothing but silence, he cracked his eyes open to see Donna still standing in front of his desk, her hands resting on her round stomach, fingers laced and tapping her foot.
Crocodile felt his eye twitch and he said, "Please," through clenched teeth.
The stout woman smiled before she walked to the wall and hit the blue button that controlled the viewing of his monitors. A few moments later the flat screens appeared and a visual den mushi projected the images that the surveillance mushi was feeding. "He's sitting at the fourth roulette table, sexy man that one is."
Crocodile grunted and rolled his eyes as he zoomed in to the fourth roulette table and he instantly felt his headache worsen by tenfolds. The hooked man groaned quietly as he butted out his smoke before he stood and walked to the bar, pouring himself a large brandy. He finished the drink in one gulp before pouring himself a second one, drinking it with as much fervor as the first.
Donna raised her eyebrows at his actions before looking back to the man on the screen. She hummed in acknowledgement. "That's him, isn't it?"
Crocodile paused for a moment then drowned his third glass before looking at the woman he'd grown to equally love and hate. "Just bring him upstairs."
The elderly woman didn't even bother with asking for a 'please' this time. She knew the past those two had and the state it left the man, who she'd come to love like a son, in. She knew her place, so she exited his office, but not before whispering, "Don't let him get to you, Sonny."
Crocodile sighed and he went to his couch, placed to look out over the beautifully lit city of Rainbase.
There he sat, waiting for the inevitable.
It felt like he'd been sitting for an eternity before he heard the main office door creak open. He didn't need to ask who it was because Suna awoke in him as the other man's devil's presence prodded at it. Crocodile took a sip of his drink as he watched the black suited male go to his bar and pour himself a brandy.
Crocodile frowned at the taller man's actions; it was rare that someone felt so confidant of themselves to waltz into his office and make themselves at home, but then again, this wasn't just any man.
Long legs walked to the window and stopped to admire the city lights below, making himself comfortable against the glass he leaned on. The couple sat in silence for a long time, and it was only when the Shichibukai noticed that the other would not speak did he inhale deeply before addressing him. "Doflamingo, is there a reason you're in my place of business?"
Happy that the older gentleman broke the silence first, Doflamingo grinned. "Just checking in on an old friend. Do I not have the rights to do that anymore?"
Crocodile watched as the slimmer male pushed himself off the glass and approached the couch, seating himself on the opposite end and crossing his ankle over his thigh while balancing his drink on his bent knee. "I don't have time for social visits or to deal with you tonight. I have a lot going on; I think it would be in your best interest to leave."
Doflamingo watched the man knock back the rest of his drink as he walked to his desk and he sighed, running a large hand through his hair. "You're still mad at me."
The older pirate scoffed at the younger Shichibukai's words. "Please, don't think too highly of yourself."
Doflamingo got up from his seat and stood behind Crocodile, wrapping his arms around his waist, resting his chin on the other's shoulder, and whispering into his ear, "The way you're acting towards me leads me to believe so."
Crocodile whirled around and placed the tip of his hook under the taller male's Adam's apple. "Try me, boy, and you'll end up dead."
Crocodile was unable to see his eyes through the dark glasses, but he felt the smugness rolling off Doflamingo as he threw his hands up in surrender and took a cocky step back. "I didn't come here to fight with you. I actually have a reason behind my visit… a proposal if you like."
Crocodile lowered his hook and moved from their close proximity to sit in the chair behind his desk. "What is it you need?"
Doflamingo sauntered back to the couch, grabbing his glass that he'd set on the floor and refilling it before coming back to the desk to sit in the chair across from Crocodile with one of his legs thrown over the edge of the arm rest. He sipped his drink, casually replying with, "I want you." Crocodile stiffened at the words and glared at the tanned man who wore a smile on his face and he picked up a cigar, lighting it, while waiting for the other to continue. "What I want, Crocky Boy, is you and your workers."
Crocodile's eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "My workers?"
"Yes, the Baroque Works."
"And why the hell would I give you Baroque Works?"
A sly grin graced Doflamingo's beautiful features. "Like I said, I want you and your Works. Just think," Doflamingo stood up and walked around to Crocodile's side of the desk, sitting on it to the side of him. "Your Works with my Family. We'd be unstoppable," he placed a hand on the pale man's knee, rubbing his thumb idly across it, "and I'd get to have you near me again." Doflamingo took off his glasses, his clear blue eyes searching Crocodile's black ones, "I've missed you."
Crocodile snorted, blowing out smoke as he did so. "Save the theatrics for someone who gives a shit. It won't work on me, Doffy." He let out a kuhahaha when the confident grin fell off the other's face.
Doflamingo frowned before he sighed. "I'm serious, Crocodile."
"As am I," Crocodile said, turning in his chair so he could get a better look at Doflamingo. "The only way you'll ever get Baroque Works is when I'm dead and cold in the ground." He stood and walked towards one of his rooms that held a private bath. "This conversation is over. I trust you can show yourself out."
If there was one thing that Doflamingo hated more than anything it was being dismissed.
A vein pulsed on his forehead as he watched Crocodile disappear behind the door. He stood up and drank the rest of his drink, contemplating how he was going to get his ex-lover to agree with his plans. He didn't get far in his planning when the door to the office opened, revealing a woman wearing a cowgirl hat.
She stood in the doorway, looking around the room when she noticed him standing at her boss desk. "Where is Mr. 0?" She asked.
Doflamingo cocked his head to the side upon hearing the code name. "Who is Mr. 0? Who are you?"
The woman looked taken back by the question. How could this man be in Crocodile's personal quarters without knowing him? "I'm Miss All Sunday."
"Is Mr. 0 Crocodile's code name?" He questioned her, ignoring her previous answer as he took menacing strides towards her.
Surprise crossed Robin's face before she schooled her features. "How do you know Crocodile?"
He disregarded her question. "Who are you to him?"
Doflamingo now loomed over her, but she refused to back down. "I'm his partner."
The corner of Doflamingo's eyes twitched as veins pulsed on his forehead, all physical reactions opposite to the eat shit grin that was plastered to his face. "His partner?" Jealously shot through him like fire and his devil begged to be released. His hand shot out and his strong fingers wrapped her throat, choking her. "Get. Out." He said through clenched teeth as he shook her roughly with each syllable.
Robin was a strong woman. She'd survived on her own for the majority of her life, but staring into the eyes of this man, she knew that if she put up a fight, it would be the death of her. Even though her devil was clawing for retaliation, she did nothing when he shoved her into the hallway and slammed the door in her face. She huffed and walked away, knowing she'd barely escaped the situation with her life.
Meanwhile, back inside, Doflamingo paced the length of the room, stopping every so often to glare at the door Crocodile was held up behind. Having an epiphany, Doflamingo reigned in his anger and grinned, walking over to the door and tested the handle to see if it was unlocked. When the knob twist, he slowly opened the door and crept into the steaming room, the mist rushing around him as he closed the door quietly behind himself.
He walked a ways into the bathing room before he spotted the pale man.
Crocodile was sitting in his deep drop-in bathtub, wash cloth placed over his eyes and cigar loosely dangling in his fingers over the edge of the bath. He'd let out a sigh and mumbled something that Doflamingo couldn't make out, but he was too distracted anyways–by the rippling water and the sight of dusked, hardened nipples. Doflamingo licked his lips and removed the tie that now felt too tight around his neck. He allowed the silk material to slide out of his grasp and fall soundless to the tiled floor as he walked towards the pale man in the bath. Once he reached the large tub, Doflamingo ran his fingers lightly over Crocodile's chest, flicking the harden nubs as he traveled.
The sudden touch caused Crocodile to tense before he reached up and removed the rag from his face. "What are you doing?"
Doflamingo's hand disappeared under the water before coming up and running the gathered water down the muscular chest in front of him. "I wasn't lying when I said I missed you."
Crocodile dropped the rag in the water and grabbed Doflamingo's wrist, stopping him from touching any other part of his body. Both men started at each other for a while before he released the captive appendage and reached over, setting his cigar in the ash tray. "Get undressed, can't bathe clothed."
Satisfied at the invitation, Doflamingo stood to his full height before stripping out of his suit jacket then his shirt, letting the articles fall off his toned body and onto the floor. Crocodile eyed the muscular body that was putting on a show for him, hardening at the sight. It wasn't until the blue eyed man removed his pants and stood bare in front of him did he realize that he, too, had missed the other man.
He watched as Doflamingo reached down and grabbed his semi-hardened manhood, beginning to stoke it to life with long, skillful caresses. Where Crocodile had the girth, Doflamingo had the length and both men were equally blessed, but it was times like this that reminded Crocodile why he was obsessed with the sadistic male.
A deep moan from Doflamingo pulled Crocodile from his thoughts and caused his dick to jerk. "Come here."
It only took two strides of his long blond hair covered legs before the flamingo was in the water with the crocodile. He settled himself on Crocodile's lap, causing their nether regions to brush together deliciously, pulling moans from both men. Finally, what Doflamingo had been waiting for all night, Crocodile pulled him into a kiss. It wasn't frantic or desperate. It was full of passion and desire. It held memories, both good and bad, and it caused Doflamingo to groan at the intensity of it as he moved his hips to start friction between them. Crocodile grabbed his ass and gave a squeeze so he could control the pace of the grind. It was slow and it drove the younger male mad with want.
Crocodile tried to slide a finger into Doflamingo but he was stopped by the man letting out a hushed "Don't," and Doflamingo bit his ear. "Just take me as I am," he whispered and the blond rose on his knees, hovering over the thick member before placing both of his hands on Crocodile's broad shoulders then lowering himself slowly. The tip of Crocodile's thick cock met resistance with his puckered hole before it pushed through, making Doflamingo groan as he felt himself being stretched to accommodate the large intrusion and he bit the other's shoulder as he inched more of him in.
It took all the restraint in the world for Crocodile not to buck into Doflamingo, but it was almost as if he could read his mind because Doflamingo leaned forward, pulling out what little he had in him before slamming down completely on the engorged penis. The water splashed around them and a series of "shit" and "fuck" were hissed out before the water calmed again.
"Doffy," Crocodile's voice was laced with desire and he gave an experimental thrust, "are you ready?"
"Crocodile," the younger Shichibukai's deep voice bounced off the porcelain walls as he looked his lover… ex-lover… whatever the fuck he was at the moment, in the eyes, "would you believe me if I said that I'm still in love with you?"
Crocodile gave another experimental thrust, still holding the burning gaze of the other man. "Yes."
The answer pleased Doflamingo and he lifted his hips, keeping only the tip of Crocodile in him before he rolled his hips back, engulfing him again. He heard Crocodile let out a sigh and he felt the cool metal of his hook brush against his hip, the tip pinching his skin but not hard enough to draw blood. The lovers build up a steady rhythm; Doflamingo bounced on Crocodile, causing the water to splash over the sides of the deep tub. Crocodile's hand left his waist and reached around to wrap around the long member pressed against his stomach and gave a sharp pull, making the man's rhythm falter. "Crocodile, again."
Crocodile responded to the breathless demand by jerking his hips up at the same time he pulled Doflamingo's cock, causing him to moan loudly. "Fuck me, Crocodile, and don't you dare hold back."
Crocodile chuckled, he knew the slimmer male was losing his mind, they'd done this enough to know the signs. "Do you remember when we were in South Blue?"
Crocodile slowed down his thrusting causing Doflamingo to give a cry in outrage and he pressed the blond closer to him. "Do you remember we were on the beach, it was the first time I let you take me."
Doflamingo hummed at the memory. "Mm, yes. Gods you were so tight."
He rolled his hips downward and Crocodile groaned before he continued, "Do you remember what I said?"
Doflamingo stopped all movement to stare at Crocodile, both men were panting when Doflamingo touched their foreheads together, not breaking eye contact. "Give us another try, Crocky," he said, his deep voice rumbled in his chest, "I know I fucked up, but you and I, we make a great team, fucking unstoppable." Doflamingo kissed Crocodile's lips, tasting the brandy and cigar on them. "Give both our business and personal relationship another chance, I won't fail you."
Crocodile was silent for a long time and neither man moved. Truthfully, he loved Doflamingo. They had been through a shit ton together, and he knew Doffy wasn't lying when he said they made an excellent team, considering both had the brains and the power for large scale operation. He raised his hand out of the water and slid it up his former… his lover's spine and into his hair, cradling the back of the blond's head and he felt Doflamingo's cock twitch despite the moment they were having.
Coming to a decision, Crocodile stood from the tub, the movement causing a curse to leave pink lips as Doflamingo wrapped his legs around the older male's waist, pushing the still hard arousal deeper inside him. Crocodile shuttered slightly then stepped out of the tub and walked to his bed chambers, trailing water in their wake as he climbed on top of the bed. Crocodile laid Doflamingo down and raised his legs over his shoulders saying, "You have me, but one condition."
Doflamingo huffed in annoyance. "You have my legs in the air and your dick in my ass and you want to talk terms and conditions now?" He clenched his ass around Crocodile, "Fuck now and talk later."
Crocodile tsked out, "Impatient little flamingo," before he tightened his grip on the slim hips and pulled out to the tip then rammed back into the willing hole. The force of the thrust causing the taller man's head to hit the backboard, making a thumping noise against the wall and Doflamingo laughed breathlessly, happy with the outcome of the situation. He moaned and reached down to jerk his dick in time with the thrusts, grunting as he felt his orgasm quickly approaching. With one final tug and thrust, Doflamingo let out a silent scream, his release coating his and Crocodile's stomachs.
Upon seeing the erotic sight, Crocodile followed shortly after, pumping until every last drop was gone. Out of breath, he slowly pulled out of the abused hole and laid on top of the taller man's wet chest, his hook hand dangling off the bed. They basked in the afterglow for a while before Doflamingo spoke, "You were saying something about some terms and conditions?"
Crocodile let out a chuckle as he rolled to his back to reach the nightstand next to the bed and grabbed a cigar. He lit the end and took a pull before he answered, "Let me finish my work here. The Kingdom of Alabasta is almost mine." He took another puff before Doflamingo took the cigar and took a few drags for himself. "I ran into a few kinks in my plan, but I've addressed them and within a few weeks, everything will be complete. Then, I will come to you."
A grin graced Doflamingo's handsome features, but before he could respond, the distant ringing of a den mushi interrupted his response. He frowned and got off the bed, walking back to the main room where his clothes had been kicked to on Crocodile's determined path to the room. He clicked the side of the snail to accept the call. "What is it?"
Doflamingo saw Crocodile getting dressed in sleep wear and gathering all of their discarded clothes. "Aye Doffy, you told me to contact you once we got the factory running… well… we got the factory running, but uh, you know who is requesting a meeting. I told him you'd be there as soon as you could."
Crocodile tapped Doflamingo's hip with his hook, handing him the remainder of his clothes. "Inform everyone I will be returning shortly," he didn't wait for a reply as he cut off the snail, ending the call. He got dressed and walked over to Crocodile, who was at his desk sorting papers. Doflamingo rested his hip against the desk and traced the stitching of the night shirt the older man had put on. "I have to go."
Crocodile brought the cigar he'd taken back from Doflamingo and wedged it between his teeth, "Yeah, I heard."
Doflamingo once again took the cigar out of Crocodile's mouth and he leaned in to kiss him slowly. It was at that moment that the office's main door opened to reveal Robin. She watched the passionate kiss between the two before she cleared hear throat. Doflamingo, who now had his glasses back on, looked up at her and sent her a predatory grin. "Ah, look who's back."
Crocodile pinched his thigh, then grabbed his smoke and shot him a glare. "Aren't you supposed to be leaving?"
Doflamingo let out a fuffuffuffuf as he stood from the desk, reaching into his pocket and produce a small flesh like square paper. "You know how to find me."
Crocodile took the paper and with a final kiss, Doflamingo left the older Shichibukai's office, brushing past Robin as he went.
It was silent between the pair that remained in the office and Robin sighed, noticing the smell of sex in the air. "I thought you were through with him?"
Crocodile pocketed the paper before responding, "We've come to an agreement."
Robin was silent, debating if she should be angry or not, before she sat in the chair in front of his desk. "And what does this make our partnership?"
Crocodile chuckled out a kuhahaha. "Robin, we fucked twice. I told you not to get attached. As for this business partnership, you will continue to do your job and once this kingdom is mine, then you can leave."
Robin glared at her boss. "You requested information regarding the Straw Hats."
"Mmhm, what have you gathered?"
She stood and walked to the window overlooking the city lights. "As you know, the Straw Hats caused a scene in Nanohana. The Marines are in pursuit of them and a ship was seen docking in Rainbase's harbor. It belongs to Fire Fist Ace of the Whitebeard Pirates who is rumored to be traveling with the Straw Hats. He also has destroyed four of our Billion ships. Last piece of information I was able to gather was about the Rebel Army, there are rumors that they are packing up from Yuba to head to Katorea."
Crocodile ran his fingers through his still-wet hair. "The Billions can be replaced. We won't worry about the Marines for the moment, let them play cat and mouse with the Straw Hats, plus, if all the agents pull off their jobs correctly we won't have any issues with them or the Rebel Army."
"And what about Fire Fist?" Robin asked.
"I'm not concerned about him. If he doesn't get in my way, I won't get in his."
Robin cut her eyes over to the scarred man and said, "Don't you forget your end of the bargain, Crocodile."
He looked at her with a lazy expression. "Get out."
She stiffened, this was the second time today she would be ordered to leave his office, but once again she decided not to fight the battle. She briskly walked out of the room and slammed the door shut when she heard Crocodile's laughter.
So, I know everyone probably wanted Robin and Crocodile, but I feel like Doffy and Crocky would work better for the story sake lol. Let me know what you guys think. Stay in touch for next chapter: Portgas D. Ace - Huredhiel