Sorry it took me so long to update :(

"Hey Doffy. Why do you work for Kaido? It's obvious you hate him." Doflamingo slipped off his black shoes and dug his toes into the sand. He pulled his elbows out from under him and fell back against the miniature dunes; his blonde strands collected the fine grains of sand as he moved his head about to from a comfortable dip.

"I have my reasons."

"Oi! That's not an answer!"

"Well that's the best you're gonna get sweet cheeks, so leave it that." She could see the subject didn't sit well with him, so she dropped it.

"Tch, ever call me sweet cheeks again and I'll turn you into a woman for the rest of your miserable days."

He turned his head to face her, that classical psycho killer grin tugging at the corners of his mouth.

"Soooooooo. What are you gonna go now?"

She sat up and started running sand through her fingers. "Are you implying I have the choice as to whether I can leave or stay here?"

"Fufufu. Of course not. You'll be staying whether you want to or not. I was simply inquiring as to what you plan to do now, as in this very second."

The sand that had been trickling through her fingers, she took up in a fist and threw it in his face.

"Whatever. I was thinking I wanted to check out Sabaody Archipelago."

"Hm? Why's that?"

"It's the last place my brother and his crew were together at, and I want to see if I can find out anything about his current whereabouts."

He glanced over to her questioningly and smirked.

"Whatever pulls your stings." He stood up and placed his hand on the top of her head, pulling her to her feet.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch." Once she was on her feet and had stopped complaining, he scooped her up in his arms and began heading back to Dressrosa.

˜DRESSROSA˜

He plopped her down on a sun bed in front of the pool. For some reason no one was around.

"Where is everyone?"

Doffy raised a questioning brow as he answered, "At the arena, there's a gladiator event today."

"Gladiators? I had no idea that was still a thing."

"This is good. It means I have you all to myself." He bounced onto the sun bed next to her and slipped off his fluffy coat.

"Don't get any idea's, you said you'd take me to Saboady Archipelago, remember?"

"Fufufu, I don't recall agreeing to that. I believe I asked you what you wanted to do next and you said you wanted to head to Saboady, but I don't remember giving you permission to go."

She let out a frustrated sigh, "So that's how it is."… Sitting up on the edge of the sun bed she continued, "In that case I'll go there myself, with or without your permission." She stood up and pulled her hair back into a loose pony tail.

Suddenly she felt strings tighten around her. These were the same strings he used to bind her the night before. The thought of it sent chills down her spine. "Tch, what do you think you're doing?" She heard the ruffling of his feathers as he pushed his coat aside and stood up. She could hear the soft tap of his shoes as he grew closer. A large hand slipped around her waist. Moist, supple lips trailed up her neck, slowly moulding themselves around her left lobe, they nipped playfully at it. She pushed her arms against the strings, b ut it was to no end.

"Fufu, there's sand in your hair. Would you like me to get it out for you?" The hand around her waist had dropped down to the hem of her dress and slipped up inside, gently tailing his fingers up her leg. His cold hand on her warm skin made her shudder (and she was a little ticklish).

"Hands off pinky. You had your fun last night."

His brow wrinkled and a vain popped on his forehead. In a seriously irritated tone he huffed, "Fine."

The strings around her loosened.

"After all, I wouldn't be able to do much with you if you broke after just two days."

Her fists tightened turning her knuckles white, "Tch, jackass!" She flung herself around and grabbed the back of his shirt. With one forceful push, his feet were over his head and he'd crashed into the pool. Water splashed everywhere, and he managed to get a hold of the edge of the pool before all his strength had drained. Seeing his wet, mussed hair and bedraggled clothing, she cracked a sly smile and turned away disappearing into the mansion.

He clung to the edge of the pool, his sunnies crooked on his nose, "Damned devil woman."