Once they had reached the bathroom Doffy opened the water tap and placed the angel gently on the floor. "Will you manage?" he asked, because if the angel was going to accidentally destroy half of his bathroom he would definitely not appreciate it.

"Yeah, I can do at least that," Roci said, stripping off his ruined clothes. Doffy left the room and Roci stepped into the shower. The warm spray of water was soothing, and he stood there for a moment just enjoying the feeling of sweat and dirt being washed away. His wings felt heavy as the water soaked them, so he just let them lay behind him, spilling across the tile floor. He tilted his head back. Roci got the answer he was looking for, but now his attention shift to other questions, like how Doffy's personality was a mess too. Did he really not know his situation, or was he in denial? It had only taken Roci a couple of days to work out that Doffy wasn't what he appeared to be. Yet Doffy had not doubt been living decades like this, and he still acted like he was just a regular demon. It was...bizarre.

Doflamingo had been deep in thought since the other had started showering, and was leaning against the wall in the hallway, listening to the water run. Contrary to what Roci thought, Doffy knew that he was a fallen angel. He had known it for a long time, but he never wanted to assume it, to recognize it, nor to think about what could have happened for him to be kicked from heaven in the end. He waited for the other outside, pondering what was going to happen now. Was Roci going to be around him even more? He had expected him to be so grossed out he didn't want to know any more about Doffy, but apparently he hadn't reached that point yet.

It had felt weird for him. His first angel, yes. Completely innocent, to a point in which Roci didn't have the slightest idea of what he had been doing. Someone that naive would be so easily fooled and, even if it was something that Doffy would enjoy definitely, he didn't want anyone else to take advantage of Roci. He thought about it over and over again as he heard the water run inside the shower.

Doflamingo got closer to the window, trying to get distracted with something, and fuck if he got distracted. His eyes narrowed as he looked out and spotted movement on the roofto adjacent from his building. From his window he could see some high ranked angels outside on the roof…archangels going by the strength of their aura. He remembered the other angel that had come after them earlier, and how that one would probably be nothing compared to those waiting outside. It dawned on him that they were most likely waiting for Roci.

Taking to the time to wash most of the stains out of his clothes, Roci finished up, feeling much cleaner, the water easing up the tension in his lower back. The thought dawned on him that maybe he was being too curious, sticking his nose in business that wasn't his.

What was he doing exactly? Doffy never asked for his help, and yet here Roci was walking all over his life, stirring a pot that hadn't been touched in years. And it was just now that he was realizing his mistake. He had just been so taken by the man, how much more he was, how despite being stronger than him Doffy also had deeper rooted issues, it made him feel...like maybe he could change something. But Roci's pity and prying wasn't helping, it was an annoyance. Weak, stupid little Roci had gotten caught up in the thrill of meeting someone different, and thought that for once in his life he could be important to somebody out there. Because of that, he could only bear to recognize Doffy's actions as affections, when really they were the complete opposite. Roci felt filthy all over again. Doffy was a fallen angel, and that was not an easy thing to accept or overcome. He was a fool if he thought pushing Doffy toward the realization was better than how he was coping now. He needed to step back.

He fixed his clothes as best as possible and stepped out of the bathroom. Doffy leaned on the wall in the hallway, seemingly lost in thought as he stared out the window. Roci saw it now, and he lowered his head as he brushed past Doffy. "Sorry," he muttered quietly, "I'm going to get going…" He headed toward the apartment door, feeling guilty and disheartened. Why did he fuck up everything he touched?

When Roci left the bathroom he turned to look at him, frowning, worried. When he muttered sorry his frown grew bigger. He really didn't understand why the other was apologizing, but he wouldn't let him go.

"Hey," he said, getting closer and grabbing his hand just to pull the angel away from the door. He locked it immediately afterwards. "There are archangels outside, so you better wait here until they are gone, okay? They cannot enter here," he said, sitting on his couch and gesturing Roci to take a seat. He could have let him go and get punished or killed, because after seeing how he limped away the other archangels would have figured out what happened, but he didn't want that to happen.

Roci's breath stopped. Archangels? Shit...He was really fucked now. But how did they find out? Or were they just there by chance? Probably not, as archangels didn't just wander out of heaven for no reason. He fisted his hands into his hair allowing himself to be pulled down on the couch. "This is all my fault…" Of course God was always watching...why did he think he would be able to get away with this? Stupid, stupid Roci. Then a short, humourless laugh escaped him. "Maybe I'll fall too."

"It's not your fault," the other sighed. Doffy had been the one to start this and it had backfired badly. But when the angel mentioned falling Doffy narrowed his eyes. Every time that was said he felt bothered, but he tried his best not to show it. "You'll just have to wait here until they are gone." Hopefully they wouldn't take long, but something told him it wouldn't be that way.

Roci leaned back against the soft cushions and eyed the window. From this angle he couldn't see the others, but he was beginning to feel their presence. Just like the other day, the air grew hot and still, like a hush had fallen over the entire city. "Do you think they know?" he asked, trying to break the awkward silence that had filled the air.

"They know something has happened but they don't know what," Doffy shrugged, looking through the window. If worse came to worse he could always try to kill the archangels. "...Hopefully by night time they are gone." But at night time they would still be there for sure. For some weird reason he knew it.

Maybe the situation wasn't as bad as he thought then, but only time would tell for sure. "What we did...do demons do that often?" Roci didn't know why his mind wandered back to that topic, but maybe it would kill some time. "I mean it hurt, so maybe they like it...but it felt good too."

Doflamingo couldn't help but to guffaw at that. How naive could he be? Sweet fucking Christ. "Yeah. I believe humans do it all the time, not only demons. Have you never heard of sex before?" An idea popped in his mind. How entertaining would it be to teach Roci? They did have the time for it…

"I know it's a mortal activity, and it can be good or...bad…" he said. What category did they fall under? "But, I don't know, I've never seen it happen until today, so I didn't really know what to do." He felt a blush slowly spread across his cheeks..

"I can always teach you." He automatically said with a casual tone. He realized it after saying it but well, he didn't really regret it. His smirk stretched. "...if you are curious and you want to learn, of course." He offered a shrug. He didn't know for how long Roci would be here, but he would rather have sex than awkward talks.

Roci eyed Doffy suspiciously. "Is it going to help? I mean...other demons, will they try to do this too?" He wasn't sure if he would be meeting a real demon anytime soon, but it might be good knowledge to have, just in case one decided to try and expose him.

Doffy shrugged again. "Maybe they would try to," he looked at Roci then. He didn't like the idea of another fucking Roci to be honest. "But they won't be gentle," he warned, "and they would really, really hurt you."

He thought on that for a moment, before his bright blue eyes flicked back up to Doffy's. "Could you teach me how to do that too?" He felt a bit of darkness well up inside of him. The thought of using sex to his advantage appealed to him slightly, though he doubted he would ever do so.

That was taking a very amusing twist and Doffy liked it. His smirk turned devious. "It depends on how good you are at learning the rest. If you don't know how to do the easy stuff you'll never be able to lead." He motioned him with an index to come closer. "Let's get started."

Roci moved a little closer. "Can we not, ah, worry about the back for now?" he asked, a twinge running up his spine just thinking of the amount of pain he was in less than an hour ago. He looked down to the bulge in Doffy's crotch. "How did you make me...do that?"

Doflamingo smirked, but nodded. "We'll take it easy." First he would teach him how to kiss, because hell, the kisses before were quite awful. "I'm gonna kiss you and you have to open your mouth slightly to let me in, but don't be too eager okay? You have to let things escalate." And with that he cupped Roci by the chin gently and brought him closer for their lips to meet.

Parting his lips, Roci let Doffy press his lips against his. It was soft, unlike the first kiss Doffy had given him. He felt Doffy's tongue prodding at his lower lip, gliding along it and the bottom row of his teeth. But Roci was still confused as to what to do with his own tongue and teeth. So he just held still, occasionally pressing forward.

Doflamingo thought that there was a thin line that separated the innocent from the helpless and Roci might be quite close to that line, however he continued with the kiss. Exploring the angel's wet cavity with his tongue, he caressed Roci's tongue with his own slowly as his other hand came to the blonde locks, pulling on them slightly before he pushed Roci's head to deepen the kiss.

Roci followed his lead, and began to experiment a bit more. He felt Doffy's tongue with his own, sliding the muscle together, tasting his mouth. Then he moved on, running it along the points of Doffy's teeth, feeling the dips and peaks. Then his tongue retreated and he tugged at his lip with his own teeth, not too hard. This wasn't so bad. He broke away for air, before going back in, letting Doffy in more easily.

He learnt fast. That was good. This time Doflamingo added more passion to the kiss as his hand abandoned Roci's hair to caress slowly his neck, going all the way down to his chest. He bit Roci's lower lip softly before he kissed him again with a delicious slowness. Then he parted lips. "Now try to do it."

Roci pulled away slightly, bright eyes switching from Doffy's lips to his eyes and back. He brought his hands up and ran his fingers through the short blond strands, feeling them spring back into place as he brought his hands down the back of Doffy's neck and pulled him into another kiss, repeating what Doffy had shown him. His hands moved down, thumbs stroking the other's prominent collar bones, and then back up the sides of his neck. He felt goosebumps rise underneath his fingers and he lightly rubbed the spot just behind Doffy's ears.

Woah, that wasn't half bad. Doflamingo returned the kiss hungrily, taking it further this time, making his hands caress all the way down Roci's back. One grabbed his waist lightly as the other came to caress his abs underneath the shirt. He gave another bite to Roci's bottom lip, harder than the last one but not as hard as to draw blood. He broke the kiss after that. "Very good. Do it one more time and we'll continue."

Roci liked the way Doffy's hands felt as they traversed the expanse of his back. It tickled, and made him arch forward. He wanted to see Doffy do that to, so he snaked his hands around, lightly brushing his fingertips down Doffy's spine, feeling the bumps on by one as he slowly made his way down, down, down. He stopped as he felt the waistband of the others man's pants, bringing his hands back around to his front and pressing a little more firmly up his abs. The man was well muscled, and he felt every dip and curve of his skin. He wanted to feel his chest pressed against his own, the muscles hard against his skin.

Even if he was just mimicking what Doffy did he was good at it, so Doflamingo decided to continue. "Kneel before me and undo my pants," he demanded. If Roci wanted to learn he was down to teach him, but he hoped he was a good student and wouldn't argue. He kissed Roci briefly before he moved. A short kiss that just lingered a few seconds, as to encourage him.

Feeling his heart beat a little faster, Roci slipped the floor, positioning himself between Doffy's spread knees. He was nervous now, and fumbled with the zip before getting it open. He gulped, remembering just how big Doffy was, and looked back up to him.

Doflamingo chuckled, but gestured him to continue with his hand. He liked the view of the angel kneeling before him and about to give him a blowjob. A blowjob Doffy hoped it didn't end up in disaster.

"You want me to...kiss this too?" he asked, bringing out Doffy's manhood. Doffy chuckled and nodded, so Roci followed instruction and leaned forward, pressing his lips lightly against the shaft. Was he supposed to do the same thing? Roci tried to imagine it just as Doffy's neck, and kissed down its length, occasionally caressing it gently with his fingertips.

He felt like he had to give Roci an explanation, so he tried his best. "Have you ever licked a lollipop?" he asked, ".. or a popsicle. It's like that but you have to refrain yourself from using your teeth, because the penis is very sensitive," he explained. "You can begin giving a few licks to the tip. That's the glans, the most sensitive part and the slit on it is where you ejaculated from before." He remembered Roci scared of cumming and he smirked." Now give it a try."

Okay, simple enough, Roci thought. He laid the flat of his tongue at the base of the shaft and licked up. He didn't mind the taste, it was slightly salty, slightly...something else that he couldn't describe. He did that a couple more times, working his way from the base to tip. The top was sensitive; he definitely found that out earlier. He covered the flushed head with his lips and sucked, tongue flicking over the slit, eyes completely focused on Doflamingo's face. He was in a good position to hurt him, but he didn't want to find out what would happen if he did.

If Roci decided to hurt him it would be a reflex act. Doflamingo would behead Roci the same instant he decided to be a shit while handling his cock. His brows were slightly creased, lips parted and eyes half-lidded, but his intense glacier gaze was fixed on Roci's mouth. "Put it in your mouth… but don't touch it with your teeth. Use your lips to help you…" he instructed as his hand came to play with Roci's hair absently.

That was a bit of a more difficult request. Doffy's girth was rather impressive, and he wasn't sure if his jaw would open that wide. He covered his teeth with his lips and pushed down, taking as much of Doffy into his mouth as he could. About halfway down he felt the tip touch the back of his throat and he pulled up immediately, coughing.

That was even cute. Doflamingo smiled at him this time and patiently waited for him to try again. "Do it slowly. Unless you train your gag reflex you won't be able to swallow it whole," and training the gag reflex was going to take time. "Slowly… go on, try again," he uttered, tilting his head, drinking Roci in.

Why the hell was he trying to get him to swallow his prick? Roci eyed Doffy's swollen penis, working up the courage to do it again. He wrapped his hand around the shaft, just at the point where he had choked before. That would be his marker. Roci covered the glans with his lips and once again pushed down, slower this time. He got to the point where his lips touched the fingers wrapped around Doffy's cock, and waited for his throat to adjust, before inching down, feeling his gag reflex kick in again. He pulled up, but not completely off of Doffy's cock, and tried again, going just a bit further this time.

That was a talent. He was glad Roci didn't seem that clumsy, even if he was completely new at sex. Now that he thought about it, Doflamingo was proud to know he was the first one. Proud on some level he didn't even understand. Roci was now a white canvas in which he was going to write whatever he wanted. A smirk appeared on his lips at the thought. "Very good… now instead of just trying to swallow it bob your head up and down," and with a hand at Roci's head he would settle the pace he wanted.

Roci did as he was told, and found it a lot easier now the he didn't have to worry about choking. He let Doffy control the rhythm as he repeated his motions, occasionally letting his tongue slide along the underside, or trace the throbbing vein. He felt Doffy's fingers twisting into his hair and pulling. Was he going to ejaculate too? Could Roci really make him do that? Now determined, he pulled his head all the way up, letting tongue trace the ridge of the glans, and sucked a bit harder.

Doffy bit down his bottom lip, enjoying the scene very much. There was nothing of clumsy on what Roci was doing, and it was obviously having an effect on Doflamingo. His breath became uneven and he slightly slid down the couch's back. His legs spread a bit more and his muscles tensed. He felt his orgasm building and he begun breathing heavily, letting out an occasional curse coming from his lips. The pressure and pleasure uncoiled and he came into Roci's mouth as a long, low moan left him. "Fuck- that was- very good," he said when he regained his breath.

Roci was expecting it, but it still caught him unprepared. This time he really did choke as Doffy's semen shot to the back of the throat. He pushed himself away, coughing to clear his airway, white sticky liquid dripping down his chin. The taste was awful, and he shivered at the texture of it. He rubbed his throat, white ribbons sliding down the length of it from what hadn't been instantly swallowed. "That tastes awful!" he wheezed.

Doflamingo chuckled, but quickly apologized. "Whoops sorry, I forgot to tell you." He smirked. His gaze quickly scanned Roci's face and throat and he cackled again. It was funny. His eyes fell upon Roci's crotch then and he saw the bulge in there. A smirk appeared on his lips again. "Do you want to continue learning, hm?"

Roci wiped his chin on the back of his sleeve, noticing where Doffy's attention was focused. "In that case you should've gone first...Isn't that a little out of order?" but Roci sat back, opening his legs up a bit. He had only felt Doffy's hand there, and he had to admit, after giving one himself, he desperately wanted to know what it felt like in return.

Doflamingo considered it for a second. He knew that Roci wouldn't be able to take his dick up the ass right now so in the end he just shrugged and decided that why the fuck not. "Take off your pants and your boxers," he demanded, getting comfortable on the couch.

Roci wiggled out of his briefs and pants, his cock springing free. He was beginning to crave the orgasms now, and that was dangerous. Roci had taken a bite of the forbidden fruit and there was certainly no ignoring the consequences now. He felt alive, more alive than he ever had when he felt to fire growing. It was hard to believe other angels went their whole existence without this. But the devil was tempting Roci today and he took the bait.

"Your shirt. Off too." He ordered, resting his elbow on the couch's arm and his chin on his hand, drinking Roci in. He did stare shamelessly at the other's cock, planning in how many ways he could tease the angel and make him needy and make him ache for his touch. There was an almost unnoticeable evil smirk on his lips as he stared at the other, eyes clouding slowly.

Slowly unfastening the remaining buttons of his shirt, he shrugged it off his shoulders. He was glad Doffy allowed him to at least remove his clothing this time, but the way Doffy's gaze drank him in made him feel vulnerable in his nakedness.

His back and sides were striped with old scars, white with age. He had been in trouble before, and had received lashings from the archangels and seraphims for his failures. Those wounds never healed perfectly, and he was almost ashamed to have them seen by others. So he partially wrapped a wing around his frame in a useless attempt to hide the lines from Doffy, waiting for his next instructions.

"Lay down on the floor," was the next order. Doffy didn't want wings covering Roci's nakedness, so he used his power tie the angel's wings back so he wouldn't hide his body. His gaze scanned every scar meticulously, but he was far from being disgusted by them. Besides, he didn't want a perfect angel. "I used to have lots of those too," he said, but since he was one of the more powerful demons all his scars had healed and there was no trace of them on his tanned skin. He gave Roci a thin smile and then begun to unbutton his shirt slowly, taking it off and placing it on the back of the couch without stopping to look at the angel.

Roci felt his wings being pinned down to the floor with an invisible force, and lay back, squirming slightly in his need for this to begin already. He was relieved Doffy did not think disapprovingly of his scars. If other angels saw them, they would think him a lowly creature, so he kept them hidden as well as he could. "Did you misbehave a lot too?" he asked, already knowing the answer.

Doffy chuckled at the question as he left the couch. He was aware of what other angels might think of Roci's scars. He would treat him like trash if they knew and that made him pity the angel. He hovered above Roci, placing him between his legs and arms and he kissed him. "A lot." Probably. That would explain why he was a fallen angel now wouldn't it? He kissed him again, a longer kiss this time, but when he broke it he left a trail of kisses along Roci's neck, going down slowly. He suckled at one of his nipples as he tweaked the other experimentally, wanting to see if they were particularly sensitive.

Roci's hips bucked at the touches to his nipples, and he threw his head back. He didn't even know he was sensitive there, but it felt heavenly. But right now he wanted to feel the friction between their bodies, so he pressed his body up into Doffy's.

Doffy was amused at how Roci responded to his touches, and how he pressed himself against him. he smirked and continued, turning one from pink into bruise purple. He placed kisses on his skin, scars included, and nipped at Roci's flesh here and there until he had finally reached the angel's crotch. He was amused when he saw that he did have some hair down there. It was like a faint blonde dusting but it was there. Roci had to be quite excited since his cock was leaking. Doflamingo's smirk turned into a grin as his fingers curled, one by one, around his cock and he begun rubbing it up and down slowly. His other hand came to caress and softly squeeze his testicles.

"Mmnn...God…" Roci called softly, and rested a forearm over his eyes. The slow touches made him ache for something more. "Nghh...more," he begged.

Doflamingo chuckled, but continued with the slow strokes. His thumb pressed against Roci's glans as he watched each one of Roci's reactions, liking them all. Playfully he gave a nip a bit above Roci's right hip bone. He wanted to see the angel squirm underneath him.

Doffy's cool thumb on the tip of his cock sent another jolt racing through his body, but it still wasn't enough. The pressure was building but it was slow, too slow. Roci tried again to get Doffy to move, and wiggled up into him. Doffy had barely touched his prick, but already he was wanting for more, keening at the light touches he was given.

Chuckling again he decided to be merciful. He held the angel still as he lowered his head but stopped before his lips even brushed his erection as he looked at Roci's eyes. He smirked again. His hand continued teasing slowly Roci's testicles. The corner of his lip tilted upward, showing a glimpse of the sharp demon fangs underneath. He was looking at Roci intensely as his tongue came to play, giving a big slow lick at the tip of Roci's cock and swept all the precum away.

Doffy baring his fangs made Roci feel like he had just been caught by a big, grinning predator, and he tensed, heart racing in his chest. Feeling Doffy's breath on his cock was unbearable, the anticipation growing until finally he felt something warm and wet dance across the head as Doffy moved in on him. He quivered, squeezing his legs a little tighter, and let Doffy devour him.

After a few long, heavy licks onto the sensitive skin, as if he was trying to memorize it with his tongue, he opened his mouth and careful not to hurt him with his fangs he took it all in. He didn't remember when had been the last time he did that, but it didn't matter. He begun bobbing his head up and down, looking at Roci as he sucked and hummed, letting the sound reverberate along Roci's length. He was aware that Roci was unbelievably vulnerable at that moment, but when wasn't the angel vulnerable? He was weak, clumsy and too naive. Doflamingo took it whole again, humming. Roci needed someone to protect him, and the realization left him thinking as he continued with the blowjob.

Letting his head fall back slowly, lips parted and eyes closed, Roci let his world be consumed by the strange reverberations Doffy caused when he hummed. He wasn't even on earth anymore, it felt like he was floating, surrounded by the sound waves and feeling the vibrations of Doffy's voicebox sweep him away. He had been to the holy lands, and none of the plucked harps produced a sound that was as sweet as this simple hum. Roci's hands snaked down, some distant part of him remembering that he had to move too. He pushed his fingers through Doffy's hair, rubbing the sweet spot just behind his ears.

Doflamingo's hand begun pumping Roci's cock as he teased the tip, suckling at it. His other hand continued massaging his balls, and the touches slowly became greedier. From time to time he would stop pumping just to swallow the whole length of the angel a few times, to return to tease the glans as his hand continued pumping. Roci wouldn't last longer. Doffy knew it, and so, when he felt the other was about to cum he stopped sucking to pump his cock faster with his hand, looking at his reaction.

Roci's orgasm slammed him back into reality, and he let out a strangled gasp as he came. He jerked up a little at the force of it, feeling the hot ribbons coat his belly.

How did Doffy do that, bring him to the point where he could barely touch the ground and then slam him back down again? He panted, feeling like his body was glowing. "...ugh...I...saw heaven," he said between breaths, gazing up into Doffy's blue, blue eyes.

Doflamingo chuckled, looking at the mess that his hand was now, but he found it amusing. His eyes returned to Roci's and he smirked. "Oh really? That's surprising" he smirked, cleaning his hand onto Roci's clothes. They were dirty anyway. "Do you like these lessons?"

Roci nodded, finally coming down from the high of his orgasm. "Can we continue them another time?" he asked, running his fingers through the dark feathers. Roci's eyes felt heavy with the exertion of the day, and he glanced out the window. The sky had darkened considerably, but the heavy stillness remained. Angels still lurked outside.

Doflamingo nodded, standing up. "We sure can." He picked up the discarded clothes and took them to the laundry room. When he left the laundry room he was naked. "I'm gonna shower," he informed Roci and entered in the bathroom wondering if he should offer something for dinner or not. Maybe Roci didn't eat?

Roci watched him as he walked away, appreciating a very specific part of the body he never thought he would. But now he was sitting alone and naked with no idea what to do with himself. Well, he could definitely do one thing. He got up and found a tissue, wetting if from the kitchen sink and wiping the drying semen off his stomach. He then returned to the living room, feeling the drowsiness settle heavier upon him. Roci lay down on the couch, wrapping his soft wings around his body and enjoying the warmth of his feathers and the lulling sound of running water. He felt...safe...being here, able to act without consequences. The danger of going out seemed distant. And with that thought in mind he dozed.

Doflamingo took a short shower, but cleaning his wings always took a bit longer than a normal human shower. In around twenty minutes he was out of the shower and used his power to make the water drops evaporate. He left the bathroom naked since he had forgotten his clothes and by the time he entered the living room he saw Roci sleeping on the couch, covered with his wings. He smirked as he put on white went to the kitchen. It didn't take for him long to cook some meat , french fries and vegetables, and he made enough for two. If Roci didn't want to eat he would heat it himself. Going back to the living room he woke up the angel. "Do you want to eat something?" he offered.

Roci opened his eyes, the smell of something cooking filling his nose. He wondered how long he had been asleep for. "Yes, thanks," he said, sitting up from the couch. He felt awkward being naked, so he kept his wings draped around him for a bit of modesty. He followed Doffy to the kitchen and made himself a plate. He didn't need to eat technically. Part of being a celestial being meant he was free of struggles such as hunger and thirst, but he was curious nonetheless. So he sat down and tried the food, which wasn't half bad. Well, at least whatever he managed to keep on the fork was good.

It was like watching a dog eat. Roci might as well stop using the fork and eat with his hand because he was making one hell of a mess. Doffy, across the table, watched in amusement. He really didn't need to eat but since humans found weird he didn't he always had food around the house, just in case. He couldn't help but to find kind of cute that Roci was eating with his wings around his naked body. There were pieces of meat over the feathers and Doffy chuckled. This guy was hopeless.

"What?" Roci asked as Doffy laughed at him, "It's good, really." He just wasn't used to using a fork, that's all. He didn't make an effort to eat, so he was rusty with the motions. Besides, it wasn't like he had anyone to keep up appearances for.

He jumped as there was a knock at the door, and he met Doffy's gaze. "You said they can't get in here…right?"

"And they can't. Maybe it's a friend," he said, standing up and heading towards the door. When he opened it he found the familiar face of Vergo, who didn't even react at seeing Doffy just with his boxers.

But Vergo did react when he saw Roci. The angel's wings were invisible to anyone that hadn't touched him before, so Vergo was graced with a full view of a quite naked Rocinante. Doflamingo, knowing what was going on, snickered. "Who's the naked guy?" Vergo asked finally and Doffy's laughter just got worse.

"A -guy I met last week," he simply replied.

Roci's face turned beet red as the situation dawned on him. He couldn't even speak, just gasped as the man stared him down. He quickly covered himself with his hands, but the damage was done. He literally just flashed a complete stranger. A strangle who seemed generally unimpressed with the view to boot. "D-Doffy...clothes...where are my clothes…?" he squeaked, hiding behind a wall.

Doflamingo guffawed. "They are still washing, but you can wait in my room or get something from the cupboard," he said, turning to Vergo and heading with him to other room. They exchanged a bit of information and he updated Doffy of the state of hell. Nothing major that required his attention had happened, so it was all good.

Roci had gotten over his embarrassment and had found a shirt and pair of pants to slip into. They were a bit loose in some areas, but generally they fit pretty well. He didn't dare show his face out in the living room again. The guy kind of freaked him out anyway with his emotionless face and voice, so he simply slipped under the covers of Doffy's rather large bed, resuming the short nap he had woken from earlier. He didn't stir as Doffy entered.

After an hour Vergo left and Doffy entered in his room. He saw that Roci was asleep, so he didn't bother waking him up. Quietly and with little movement as possible, he got comfortable beside the angel and sighed, looking at the ceiling. He could still feel the presence of the others outside, and something told him that they weren't leaving anytime soon. He looked at Roci sleeping, catching himself on the slight endearment he was feeling. Doffy smirked. He would have a great day if he kept teaching Roci how to do sexual stuff. A morning blowjob was his last thought when he fell asleep.