The underground office was quiet aside from the music that crooned from the radio that stayed in the corner of the room. You and Crocodile sat in peace, the two of you going over your respective work. He sat in his big chair, smoke curling into the air from his thick cigar while he skims over Mr. 1's report of a recent pirate cargo apprehension. Baroque Works was running like a well-oiled machine, just like it should.
His golden eyes find you and the warlord can't help but curl his lip in a tiny grin when he sees your concentrated expression. After the talk, everything had pretty much gone back to normal. Every morning she would show up before Crocodile with two steaming cups of coffee and already be hard at work by the time he would come settle at his desk. Of course, there was some awkwardness, but he quickly soothed it by telling her not to think too hard about anything for now. Doflamingo would be here soon.
You happen to look up and catch the man smiling at you and your cheeks flame up when you see his dark gaze trained on you. You clear your throat and place the form you'd been overlooking to the side so that you can give him your full attention, "Something wrong?" you wonder quietly.
Crocodile shakes his head and inhales deeply. The nicotine calms him and his lungs lose the familiar itch, "Nothing, just admiring." he rumbles lowly with a teasing note in his voice. He too places his own report away to give his assistant his attention. he adjusts in his chair, legs spreading wide and your blush travels even further at the enticing sight your boss makes all spread out in his chair.
You huff and roll your eyes at what he says, "Sure, Sir." you murmur sarcastically and reach for your coffee to take a deep drink. While everything had turned back to relative normalcy, there was always a charged tension between the two of you now, as if you both knew that time was slowly ticking down to a main event. However, other than a few kisses to your brow at the end of the day, Crocodile had been nothing but a gentleman. Still made it hard to work when you caught him staring at you as if you could forever quench his thirst.
You traced his face with your soft gaze, taking in his sharp features and comparing them to the other warlord on his way. Where Crocodile was all sharp, and strong edges, Doflamingo had always been a touch... softer. His Celestial Dragon heritage would show and make the imposing man more delicate looking. Not that any of that changed just how strong and terrifying the man was. Both men were so dangerous, and thinking about how both of them wanted you made fear and arousal curl hot in your stomach.
"Come here," Crocdoile says and huffs in the way you jump at the sudden sound of his voice. He has waited patiently for days now, and with Doffy getting closer to Alabasta, his need for you increased. He could still recall your taste, sweet like nectar and the warlord itched for more. His hook rests lazily on the desk and he raises his flesh hand to pluck the cigar from his mouth after inhaling one last time. He savors the flavor and then blows the smoke in your direction, stubbing the cigar in one smooth motion.
Slowly, you rise from your seat, flats slapping across the marble floor as you walk through the rising smoke. You step close enough that his long legs encase you and Crocodile just watches you with an almost lazy look on his face. You wait patiently though you don't feel much unlike a lamb getting picked for slaughter.
Crocodile raises his flesh hand, long fingers wrapping around your hand and he admires how much smaller your hand is than his. He tugs you closer and kisses the back of your hand, trailing down and laying feather-light kisses along each of your delicate fingers. You watch, enraptured by his tender actions. When he seems to be slowing with the barrage of kisses, you boldly tug his hand to your lips and place a long, lingering kiss on the top of his hand, a mirror of his own actions.
You are tugged forward suddenly, landing across your boss's chest with an oomph. Crocodile's left arm curls around your waist and he is mindful to keep his hook from scratching you too badly. His flesh hand shifts, sliding down your arm and up to cup your jaw. You are brought close and from here, inches away from his face, you could see flecks of green interwoven in his golden gaze. His thumb caresses your jaw, smoothing over your lip and tugging it down with a mean smirk.
Heat pools low in your belly and you almost regret agreeing to wait for Doflamingo to get here. However, both of you understood that it wouldn't be exactly fair to the big idiot if you proceeded without him.
Nervously, you lick your lip and Crocodile took that as an opportunity to slide his thumb further into your mouth. It doesn't go far, just enough that you can feel the digit against the tip of your tongue. The air is charged and Crocodile leans in, sliding his thumb away from your mouth to better angle your face up to his. Your eyes fall shut, anticipation welling up inside of you as you wait for him to finally kiss you.
Only for his lips to land on your forehead, just like every other time.
The tension fades in the air and you open your eyes, a grin slowly begins to split your face and you begin to laugh. Crocodile watches you with, what you dare say, a soft expression and it just makes you all the more giddy inside. This is for you. No one else, aside from Doflamingo of course, could see this side of the feared warlord and Baroque Works leader.
"Softy," she teases and Crocodile rolls his eyes and adjusts in his seat. He sits up, grabbing his now lukewarm cup of coffee and knocking it back. The cigar is next, relit with a match strike and stuck back between his teeth.
"No idea what you are talking about," He grumbles but no one could deny the soft look that lingered in his eyes. "Now, get back to work, I don't pay you to sit around," Crocodile snapped after a moment and reached for his forgotten report.
Scoffing, you grab his empty cup, attitude in place as you strut away to go get a refill for both of you, "You don't pay me at all," You snap right back and send him a mean look before the door shuts.
"Kuah ha ha," The warlord laughs at his assistant's antics. How he had managed to not devour you just moments ago was beyond him. You tempted him beyond desire and understood what he wanted without him needing to breathe a word. Even with his reputation, Crocodile has always had the lesser beings of the world try and use him for their own wants and needs. He had little sympathy for the world and carelessly dismissed anyone who wanted to oppose him, to get in his way. All but you.
Since day one, his beautiful assistant has been nothing but helpful. She'd come in, and Crocodile could tell that you'd been nervous, scared even. But you were diligent in what you did and Crocodile came to rely on your quick work and results. Taking over a small country was harder than it sounded, but you never once complained. He even had a memorable occasion when you'd made a suggestion to one of his many plans.
Crocodile shakes the thoughts away and goes back to his report. He needed to finish up what needed to be done before Doffy showed up and he wasn't able to get anything done.
Hours later, closer to nighttime really, Crocodile gets a call on den den mushi, "What?" he demands and a smile curls his lips when one of the harbor men tells him that Doflamingo's ship had docked at the closest port. He hangs up the receiver and stands, catching your attention where you are curled up in one of the lounge chairs close to the massive window.
"Stay here, Doll," Crocodile orders and rounds his desk to place a kiss on your brow. He pats your head and swishes away and watch him go in confusion.
"Where are you going?" you call but don't bother to move from your spot. You were comfy and the plush blanket was warm in the cold office.
"I'm going to get the Bird," Crocodile says and doesn't stop. There is an obvious excitement in the older man that you can't help but find endearing. He was excited to see Doflamingo. "Stay here," he repeats and then disappears out of the office.
Once he is gone, your nerves suddenly explode. You stand, leaving your fuzzy blanket behind to pace the floor. Doffy was here! You know what you want, know the answer to the decision that the two warlords had placed you in. To have both of them physically here, gosh you feel like you might throw up.
You decide to settle back in your chair. There was no use getting your panties all in a bunch over it. You needed to be calm and collected in the face of both of the men. Men who you would soon call your lovers. You chuckle to yourself at the thought and ponder how quickly life can change so much but still be the same.
"Soooo, how is the takeover going?" Doflamingo asks as if they were discussing the weather instead of the collapse of a country. He can't keep his eyes off his Crocodile. The sharply dressed man was just as beautiful as the last time Doflamingo had seen him and he slid up as close as he can to the other man.
Crocodile scoffs and eyes the taller man when he slides closer, "As well as it could be. Rebellions start and end. King Cobra's daughter has infiltrated my organization. How she thinks that I don't already know is beyond me."
Doflamingo listened carefully and made sure to store everything that the other man said away. He thinks back to the last time the two of them spoke over Alabasta, "Princess Vivi, right?" he asks and watches as Crocodile nods.
"No matter. Wherever she goes, she and her father will be the ones to be blamed for the state of this country." Crocodile offers a shrug. Things would work out, his plans haven't gone astray yet.
Doflamingo hums. While proud of his Croco for being able to pull this off from the shadows, Doflamingo doesn't understand why the dark-haired man wouldn't just leave all this behind and come stay with him at Dressrosa. He'd never have to worry about anything ever again and the three of you could live as one big happy family. Buuut, he knew that his precious Crocodile would never agree to something like that, too independent, sadly.
Crocodile doesn't elaborate any further and soon enough the two warlords came to a stop outside of the pyramid-shaped casino. Doffy chortles at seeing the place again and leans down to whisper, "And you call me the extra one," he teases and grins when he sees Crocodile shiver from his breath. The massive golden bananagator would always be one of his favorite things to poke at Crocodile about. Especially when he wanted to be a brat.
"It's esthetically pleasing to my eye," Crocodile deadpans and refuses to raise to the bait. He angles his face to look up at Doffy, close enough to the other man that he can almost see under his glasses. He'd seen him without them before, and Crocodile could say that he missed his bare face.
"Fu fufufu," he grins and boldly noses forward to nudge his nose close to Crocodile's ear. He is rewarded with another shiver before the other man pulls away. Doflamingo whines at the loss of contact and quickly follows after Crocodile when the other man starts back off to RainDinners.
"Let's go, Bird," he grumbles and fights away the blush that wants to bloom across his nose. Damn this man. "She's waiting for us, so let's not keep her waiting."
At the mention of you, Doffy speeds up, long legs eating up the space between him and his lovely assistant. Oh, he was so excited to see you, to finally be able to taste you.
Crocodile laughs at him, following after the other man. Doffy has been here enough that he knows his way around the casino. He takes them straight to the closest elevator, an impatient look on his face as Crocodile takes his time. However, the second that the doors closed and sealed them alone, Doflamingo pounced.
He slams his Croco into the closest wall, long fingers sliding into dark hair as he leans down and devours his lover in a passionate kiss. His tongue pushes past Crocodile's lips and Doffy groans happily when he is finally able to taste his lover. He has missed him so much!
The kiss slowly turns a bit soft, lips pecking and brushing against one another as the two warlords remind one another what they feel like again. Doflamingo rests his brow against Crocodle's and opens his eyes. The other man looks content, a tiny smile on his face after Doflamingo had kissed the life out of him. The Bird smooths his thumb back and forth along Crocodile's jaw, admiring the other man before he leans in to steal more kisses from his lover.
Crocodile grumbles after a moment, the sweet moment getting to him and he shoves the Bird away with a huff, "Enough," He says and straightens himself up a little, "We still have things to discuss, can't get carried away yet."
Doflamingo grins and opens his mouth to say something when the elevator dings. They'd arrived at the office, and you were patiently waiting just behind those doors.
You jump and almost fall out of your seat when the door to the office suddenly opens. Anticipation and nerves well up inside of you as you wait for the men to enter. However, whatever worry or fear you had disappeared when Doflamingo came strutting into the room and greeted you just like he had every other time when you showed up at Dressrosa.
"My precious assistant!" he crows and you shiver at the way he says your name. Doffy stalks across the office, his usual grin actually genuine when he spots you curled up with a blanket. Oh, she was adorable and looked like a little doll just waiting for him to play with. He drops to his knees and pulls you into a tight hug that causes you to let out a very unladylike squeak.
Laughing, you pet his head gently, and Doflamingo back off when he receives them. He doesn't go too far, just enough that you no longer feel crowded.
"You mean, ours, Doffy," Crocodile rumbles from behind you and you crane your neck back to look up at him. He grins down at you and slides his fingers through your hair for just a moment before pulling away. You blush at his words and actions. You hadn't really expected such affection from the two men.
Doflamingo hums and nods, hidden eyes staring at you as his grin softens into more of a turn of his lips. He leans in close again and you realize that his arms have yet to leave your body, "That's right. I traveled all this way for you, Angel," He cooed and shuffled forward. He wanted to be close, as close as he could physically be. His thumbs begin to gently rub distracting circles and you bite your lips to stop any embarrassing sounds from slipping out.
"Now, now, Sweetheart," The pink man coos, and one big hand cups your face. His thumb gently pries your mouth apart to stop you from gnawing on your lip then he pulls away as if he hadn't just touched you so intimately, "Don't be so scared. We won't do anything you don't want us to do."
Slowly you nod and Doflamingo lights up when you seem to calm again. He sits back on his toes and then stands to his full height. Crocodile rounds your seat and grabs the other man by the wrist to guide him to the couch that you had insisted be put inside the office months ago. It made for an amazing place to nap after a long day. The men sit next to one another and face you. You can't help but feel jittery with both of them watching you.
These men were so powerful, capable of so much destruction and fear, but their actions had never bothered you. Your goal in life was to live a comforting one where you didn't need to worry about constantly watching over your shoulder. Being an assigned assistant from the World Government allowed you that peace of mind. You were protected by the contract you had written up with them, but you knew you'd be throwing all of that away the moment you agreed to be in any kind of relationship with these men. You might as well call yourself a pirate.
Not to mention the enemies that Doflamingo and Crocodile both had. The logia type was literally in the middle of taking over a small country, and what did you do? You looked the other way, pretending that you didn't see the suffering of the people whenever you needed to leave the casino. You were contributing to the suffering of these people, and you didn't even want to think of what kind of paperwork passed your desk in Dressrosa. These were not good men, so were you really willing to put everything you had worked for on the line?
Or would your life even change that much? How much of yourself would you be giving up to these men by saying yes? Fuck, you wouldn't know until you found out.
"What's got you thinking so hard, Angel?" Doflamingo asks from where he watches you. He'd been patiently waiting for you to speak up. Glancing over at Crocodile showed him the same thing. Neither would rush you, but Doffy would freely admit that he was not a very patient man.
"Just wondering how much trouble I'm going to be in," You say with a sudden dramatic sigh. You don't know why you've gotten so worked up over this when you knew what you wanted from the beginning. Every day since Crocodile spoke to you of their true intentions, you'd been thinking about this. Going back and forth and weighing the pros and cons, when in reality, your heart has already made up its mind.
"Yeah? What kinda trouble are we talking?" Doffy teases and watches as you rise from the chair and close the distance between the two men settled on the couch. He shifts, his mind plunging into the gutter when you speak of getting into trouble. Crocodile snorts and shakes his head, silently wondering why he puts up with the pink flamingo.
You stand between them and smile. You are nervous but excited, "All the trouble I'll be in when I tell the World Government I have to quit. Can't be romantically associated with pirates and all that," You quip and let out a startled gah! when Doflamingo strikes forward and wraps you up in his arms. The world turns and suddenly you are being pressed into the couch and are left staring up at the men who hover over you.
"We knew you'd make the right choice, Doll," Crocodile rumbled and shifted so that your head rested in his lap. Doflamingo crawled over you, hovering so as to not crush you with his much heavier body. You find yourself grinning and then you are being kissed within an inch of your life.
Doffy is intense, hands cradling your face close to his as he presses his lips against yours. The kiss starts out sweet, almost an innocent press of lips, but Doffy has waited far too long to not get what he wants. He presses forward, squeezing your jaw hard enough that you open your mouth and let out a tiny groan when Doflamingo dips his tongue into your hot cavern. His tongue is long and thick and Doflamingo explores you with a softness you don't expect from him. The muscle curls around your own tongue, and Crocodile unabashedly watches the slick display under him.
"That's it, Doll," He rumbles and you whimper at the sound of his voice, "Let him have a taste."
Doflamingo gently massages your jaw, long fingers stroking from your chin all the way to the backs of your ears as he continues to kiss you. You relax further and shut your eyes, mouth lolling open so that Doflamingo can do what he wants. You don't know how long you let him kiss you, but the passionate kiss and forceful licks slow until he begins to pepper your face with the same kisses he'd given Crocodile back in the elevator.
You giggle when the featherlight pass of his lips tickles your cheek and you open your eyes to see both men gazing at you with fondness. This was the start of the beginning of your new life with these men part of it, and you couldn't wait to find out what they had in store for you next.