Feels Good to be a Gangster

"Pay up or piss off." Name: Donquixote Doflamingo Age: Go fuck yourself Occupation: Oh, you'd love to know that, wouldn't you~? Status: Single yet covered in bitches ((An independent One Piece RP blog)

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"If you are here that means trouble is about to start."

"Me, trouble? Fufufu, neeeeever~!" 

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Robin stared at the man surrounded by pink feathers.

"Can I…help you with anything?"

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He looked her over, peering through those opaque sunglasses. A wide grin cracked his face as his gaze stopped at her chest. "Nope, just keep standing there. If you really wanted to, you could help by jumping up and down, fufufufuu~!"

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What The Fuck Is Going On Here

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Magic tricks? Well, that did sound like something he’d do when he was smashed off his ass. And having access to someone like Doflamingo’s special stash probably didn’t make it any better. It also explained the titanic hangover he was currently experiencing.

Looking up as the man rose to not quite his full height, Buggy was doing all he could to keep from completely losing his cool. It was obvious by his shaking that he was inwardly freaking right the fuck out, though. “I… I see." That was all he could manage in response for now, eyes going wide as saucers when Dofla leaned in so close. He backed his head up, gripping the handle on the door.

"…I can’t remember," he offered up with a sheepish grin, starting to turn the knob and ready to bolt at the first sign of trouble. “M-Maybe you could give me a hint? And then I can be out of your hair, Mr. Doflamingo… s-sir."

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Fuck, seeing the clown all quaking in his shoes and pissing himself was nearly as funny as seeing him drunk out of his mind and thinking he could dance. At least this way, he could actually be manipulated more, and that's where the fun was coming in. 

The flamingo man snickered at his groveling, leaning in and poking a long finger to Buggy's forehead. "Nope, no hints. Put that little clown brain of yours to work and find them yourself. Consider this amusement your payment for drinking through my stock."  he straightened back up, turning and kicking the door open with one of his long legs. "I'll tell you this though... at least it's somewhere on the island, fufufufufu~!"

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What The Fuck Is Going On Here

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The sound of a voice made the clown jump nearly out of his skin. Spinning around to face the man crouched behind the couch, a screech erupted out of his throat. He locked eyes with the big pink monster’s shades, which annoyingly gave not the slightest hint of where he was looking. Buggy would have had to be a complete fool not to know who this was, and an even bigger fool to not be scared out of his wits by his presence.

"Wh-What are you talking about?!" he managed to stutter out, already backing as quickly away from the other man as he could. The previous night was a complete blur - although he did seem to remember copious amounts of alcohol - and he couldn’t recall the circumstances that had lead to him being here. “Where are my pants? Why am I not wearing them, anyway? And… h-h-how did I get here?!" The questions came pouring out even as he tried to reach for the door, wanting to be as far away from Doflamingo as humanly possible.

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That grin still lingered on as strong as ever as Buggy rattled on in that screechy voice. He certainly was a lot more fun when he was smashed. 

"You just wandered your little clown ass in here and my security found you trying to do magic tricks for the paintings in the hall. Needless to say, you were already fucked before you even broke your way into my booze cellar." he trailed off in his trademark laugh as he finally moved to stand, the flamingo man towering over the clown. 

"As for your ugly-ass pants... you're just going to have to find them, wherever the hell you left them. Looks like you're just gonna have to start thinking reaaaaaally hard, fufufufu~" he shoved his hands into his pockets, doing his strange swagger towards Buggy, leaning down so their faces were mere inches apart. "Really reaaaaally hard." 

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What The Fuck Is Going On Here

Buggy was certainly not expecting to wake up here.

Opening his eyes and blinking the sleep away, he slowly sat up and looked around the room. Upon first inspection, the clown realized he had no idea where “here" even was. A frown now plastered to his painted lips, Buggy half-rolled, half-crawled off the couch he’d chosen to pass out on. The rest of the room seemed to be a sitting room of sorts, lavishly decorated, but not to his taste. This couldn’t have been his ship.

Mumbling incoherently to himself, he stood, finally realizing that he was wearing nothing but his shirt, waist sash, and flashy underwear. This only served to alarm him into screaming “WHERE THE FLASHY FUCK ARE MY PANTS", most certainly loud enough for anybody nearby to hear.

But who was “anybody"?

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Much to Buggy's misfortune, there was one other person in the room, and it was easily the last person he would have wanted there. Crouched behind the couch that Buggy was sprawled out on and not even remotely hidden by it, was a giant mass of pink feathers and a single grinning face buried in them. Exactly how long he had been there... it would have been better if Buggy didn't know.

"About time you woke up, fufufufu~ I figured you would have just kicked the bucket with how much of my stash you slammed down last night." Doflamingo's fingers crept and curled over the top of the sofa, his head cocking a tad to the left. That freakish smile never left his face, his shaded eyes just seeming to make it all the more unsettling. "Oh, those things~? Well, I guess you're just going to have to go looking for them..." he punctuated that with a snicker. 

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Artist: [夏目] Pixiv ID: [1118109] One Piece © [Eiichiro Oda, Toei Animation]

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Kuroga

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Wow this guy was really laying it on thick. “Donquixote Doflamingo? That is quite a mouthful to say. I’ll just call you Don. A lot simpler.” Now that name didn’t ring any bells either. Was he really a business man from the area? Now she was a bit interested. She noticed he kept looking at her and not once broke his gaze. Might as well make this interesting.

With drink in hand she leaned down on the counter and was as close as to face to face as she could with him. She began to swirl the drink around and made sure to keep eye contact with the rather large man. 

“Once the liquor starts flowing you can’t tell Frat Boy from Big Shot. Honestly I love it here. Been working here for two years and can’t complain. Shanks is awesome and I have my regulars.”

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"Tch, Don..." it wasn't one of his favourite nicknames, but she was cute, so he'd let it slide for now. He took another sip of his drink, stirring it around with his straw. "Hm, if it were up to me, I'd set you up in a swanky black tie bar, pay you triple whatever you're earning now." he licked his lips, smirking down at her. "...it's possible, you know~ I've been looking to hire some new blood for a place I'm opening up, a casino downtown. I think you'd fit right in as the crowning jewel of the bar."

He took the strawberry garnish from the rim of his glass, taking a bite out of it. "And hey, you'd match the decor with that cute hair of yours~" he chuckled, flicking his tongue a little over the bite mark. "How about it, dollface? I'd even let you set your own salary just because I like you so much and you make a damn good strawberry daiquiri." 

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Long Time No See

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He started to clench his fists when the other man started to talk again, he should have know it was going to go like this, of course it did. This was not a man you could bargin with when he made up his mind. 

At the sight of that needle his eyes went huge and he backed into the chair hard enough to knock it over in order to scramble out of it. Of course he fucking remembered that, he has seen, and experienced, it a few times himself, and it never ended well for the one at the tip of that sharp tip.

“No! No no! You don’t need to do this! What else do you want?! I will give you everything I have!” He was quick to bark out, backing into the wall like a cornered animal the closer he moved. 

His eyes darted around the room and he spotted his opened bedroom door. There wouldn’t be any reasoning with this man, his mind was made up. Pushing his thoughts aside and figuring he had nothing left to loose, CC made a dash for that door before Doflamingo got to close, hoping to lock himself in there and wait till the other got bored and left.

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Fuck, watching him beg and squirm like this... he'd be surprised if he wasn't already tarting to pop a boner as he watched him scramble away and try to run. All the while, his face was still broken out into that wide grin, seeming to even widen as Caesar tried to escape though they both knew it was in vain.

"I know exactly what I want and I'm going to get it~!" he exclaimed as he kicked the door right open as Caesar fruitlessly tried to shut it to lock it. He pushed right through into the room, grabbing Caesar and throwing him onto the bed. Pinning him down, he pulled the plastic cap off of the syringe to unveil the needle with a laugh. "We're gonna have sooooo much fun~"

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Unfinished Business

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He grinned widely. There he goes, back into his old ways… he knew it wouldn’t take long for Buggy to quickly be down on his knees coughing up blood and crying for more just like he had been years ago.

“Nope, not at all. Doesn’t matter, you know you love this anyway.” smirking, Dofu reached into his coat breast pocket and pulled out a switchblade, flicking the knife out. He always carried it on him, being his favourite of his collection of knives, the handle gold and inlaid with mother of pearl. One hand still gripping Buggy’s hair, he traced the cold steel along the man’s cheek and jawline trailing it down his neck and to his shirt, Doflamingo still grinning wide and he sliced right through it. 

He played the blade along his stomach, gently tracing along before he suddenly shoved it right up to Buggy’s neck, giving his hair a hard yank as he shoved him back and pinned him against the wall, leaning in deathly close to his face. “I’m gonna make you fucking scream.”

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Buggy squeezed his eyes - and legs - shut again as the blade came out. He knew that was coming. Shaking as that cold steel moved over his skin, he tried his best not to instinctively pull away, knowing that would only make things worse.

Oh, damn. He was gonna cry. He could feel the tears well up as his shirt was sliced open, turning his head away and keeping his eyes closed. The metal made the muscles in his abdomen twitch. A loud cry erupted from his throat when he was pinned against the wall, his head back and his neck completely exposed to that knife. He almost wanted to beg, to scream and cry and try to bargain with the other man, but it would get him nowhere. Ultimately, he’d already been fucked.

Cracking his eyes open, he looked up at Dofla, shaking and digging his nails into the wall. “…Y… You always do,” he murmured, unable to look at him for more than a few seconds before shutting his eyes again.

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"Damn straight I do." Doflamingo had barely pressed the knife in enough to cut him, leaving a thin line of red when he finally pulled the blade back, replacing it with his mouth. Using the grip on hi hair to yank Buggy's head out of the way, he went in to suck and roughly bite at the wound, drawing out more blood. 

His knee was forced between Buggy's thighs, shoving them apart. That knife dipped into the waistband of his pants and started to drag through the fabric, easily cutting right through it before stopping once that pink flamingo tattoo was fully showing. It was the mark only his VIPs would have, showing that they were basically his property and weren't allowed to be fucked with unless they had his okay. Buggy was one of the few who was "lucky" enough to get one forcibly tattooed onto him.

"Once a bitch, always a bitch. You could have had this removed, but you didn't." he chuckled as he licked the slight trace of blood from his lips, tearing down through more of his jeans before ripping the rest of it off of him, leaving him with nothing else to cover his body. "You better start getting to work, you disgusting fucking cow before I cut something off." 

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Unfinished Business

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Buggy narrowed his eyes at him, gritting his teeth. He knew his attitude wasn’t going to get him anywhere at this rate. The other’s words didn’t bother him; he’d gotten used to being talked to like that. Between Doflamingo and the other actors on set, he was used to being insulted and put down, made to feel worthless.

Damn. Dofla wasn’t going to make this easy.

Squeezing his eyes shut, he couldn’t even look at the other man as he finally responded to him. “…Y… You know full well… that does it for me, Doflamingo,” he said, his voice cracking slightly as he came to terms with what he would have to do. “You know damned well how to turn me on! I…” He stopped, his eyes opening a little as he looked up at the other man. His cheeks were burning completely red, his brow furrowed. “Damn you… I really don’t have a choice, do I?!”

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He grinned widely. There he goes, back into his old ways... he knew it wouldn't take long for Buggy to quickly be down on his knees coughing up blood and crying for more just like he had been years ago.

"Nope, not at all. Doesn't matter, you know you love this anyway." smirking, Dofu reached into his coat breast pocket and pulled out a switchblade, flicking the knife out. He always carried it on him, being his favourite of his collection of knives, the handle gold and inlaid with mother of pearl. One hand still gripping Buggy's hair, he traced the cold steel along the man's cheek and jawline trailing it down his neck and to his shirt, Doflamingo still grinning wide and he sliced right through it. 

He played the blade along his stomach, gently tracing along before he suddenly shoved it right up to Buggy's neck, giving his hair a hard yank as he shoved him back and pinned him against the wall, leaning in deathly close to his face. "I'm gonna make you fucking scream."

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Long Time No See

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He quieted almost immediately, even going as far as to look offended when he was told to shut up. It didn’t matter who you were, of course he would be offended at such a statement. Not that he actually said anything about it though. Just wore that hateful glade the more Dolfamingo spoke.

He stayed quiet for a long while, sitting in the chair opposite to the couch. This was not going to be fun in the slightest, and he considered how close the phone was should he need to call the police.

“I don’t have it.” He said flatly. He could come up with a myriad of  excuses at this point, but nothing would likely overshadow the truth of what he just said. “But if you give me just a little more time, I can get you what you need and pay you back within a few months.” he was quick to add.

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"Hmmm... this just simply won't do. Not only did I give you a few years to pay me back but you also had that extra year before I came myself. I'm thinking you're trying to cheat me out." he reached down and moved to unzip the front of his coat a bit, reaching within. Pulling his hand back out, he now held a large syringe neatly between his fingers. 

"Remember this? Used to use it all the time on the little lambs who were just far too uppity for their own good. Knocks them right on their asses, and yet keeps them conscious for every delicious moment so they can watch what was being done to them while they can't fight back." moving to stand, Dofu moved his way towards Caesar.

"You're cute for thinking that just money was going to make me happy. No... I'm going to be taking much more than just that from you." 

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Unfinished Business

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Ahh, there it was… this Buggy’s own special squirm, his cheeks going red, the rise in his voice. It was pretty delicious watching him again, especially after all the years. Quite the treat.

Moving to stand, he made he way over to Buggy, standing in front of him and towering over the angry clown. He grinned down at him. “I’m pretty sure you know what I want. And we can do this the easy way…” his hand snaked forward to gently caress the other’s cheek before suddenly grabbing a large handful his hair, giving it a rough yank. “…or the hard way. But then again, you always love the hard way, didn’t you~?” he leaned in close, mere inches from Buggy’s own face. 

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The other man always had this effect on him, making him shift uncomfortably and look away from him. He could barely ever look Dofla in the eyes. Well, technically it was never, since Doflamingo had never taken those sunglasses off.

Frowning and looking off to the side, he gave a slight hiss when the club owner came close. The touch drew out another frustrated sound from him, his eyes snapping back to look at the other. “Let go of me!” he yelled at him, suppressing the urge to whimper when his hair was yanked. Dofla knew all the ways to get to him… all of them. “Listen, you sick fuck, you can’t do this. I have rights. I’m not your little doormat whore anymore! You can’t just pull my hair and expect me to jump your bones!”

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He only seemed amused with this uppity attitude, that wide grin never leaving his face. "What, hair pulling not doing it for you anymore?" he leaned in even closer, their lips just almost touching. "You're just a filthy little whore, too worn out and used to even feel anything." he let go of his hair. "And stupid. You know well you signed over all the rights to me, you can't do jack shit legally about me rereleasing those videos. I own your ass no matter what you say." 

Smirking, he let go of his hair. "Luckily for you... I have other ways I can be persuaded. Last chance to spread your legs for me or else everyone is gonna see how you spread your legs for aaaaall those men on camera." 

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Long Time No See

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Caesar knew Doflamingo was getting a kick out of seeing him like this, he did every time that he personally showed up at the filming studio. It was something he loathed about the man, and yet, it send shivers down his spine. Must be nice. Having that much power at your beck and call.

Oh fuck! That’s right, the money… CC had completely forgotten about the money! That he.. Barely had.

Oh this was not going to go over well at all.

He more or less moved out of the way when the large man pushed himself inside, and grew increasingly more nervous when he locked the door behind him. Well now he knew for sure he wasn’t allowed to leave.

Maybe Caesar could fix this.

Following his old boss into the living room he made not a sound when the other man practically claimed his living quarters. It had been his money after all. “When I borrow money from someone like you, I intend to use it the right way..” He said trying to keep his voice low. It took him a few moments to notice the hand before he scurried into the kitchen.

He returned moments later with a glass of ice water, having had nothing else to offer him. “I apologize in advance, had I known you were coming..” his voice trailed off as he started to ramble off excuses, nervously playing with some of the longer strands of his hair. He always got like this when Doflamingo was around, he was one of the most intimidating people in the clown’s life.

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To be completely honest, he didn't give a fuck how he spent that money. He wouldn't have cared if he had showed up and Caesar had wasted it all away on gambling and drugs. All the gave a rats ass about was getting it paid back with interest.

He looked a bit disappointed at the water, though he still accepted it. "Shut up. Fuck, you were always so whiney, always nagging my ear off with your problems. Bitch bitch bitch bitch every fucking day, I was almost glad when you finally left." he actually took a sip of the water, giving a wave of his hand. "But enough about that. There's other shit I came here for." 

Setting the cup down, he sat back and leaned his elbows on his knees, lacing his fingers together. "Where's my money, Caesar?" he cocked his head. "You know well you were supposed to pay me back by last year. You're lucky I'm only coming now and not earlier..." he smirked. "Or unlucky. Tell me, ever heard of something called 'interest'? Because lemme tell ya, it's currently fucking you up the ass and calling you its bitch." 

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Unfinished Business

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He cocked an eyebrow as the letter was shoved in his face, though his mouth was still cracked into a grin. “Mhhmm. Well, normally I really don’t give a fuck about what you think, but seeing that cute face of yours again is reminding me about aaaaaall those favours you used to do for me, fufufufu.” he chuckled, leaning his head back as he waved the girls off, the two of them finishing cleaning him up before scrambling out of there. Now it was just Doflamingo and Buggy.

And Tupac of course, but she was sleeping.

“Well, how about it? Why don’t you put that pretty mouth of yours to work again and show much just how badly you don’t want those tapes to be rereleased.” He looked Buggy over, his eyes stopping at the slight pink peeking out from under the waistband of his jeans. “It’s almost like you wanted to come back, isn’t it?”

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The clown was glad to see the girls leave, having been annoyed with their presence. It was always frustrating to try to talk to Dofla when he had a couple of his bitches working him over; he’d learned that many times when working with him before. Now that they were alone (except for the fucking tiger in the room), Buggy felt both relieved and ten times more tense. Being alone with Doflamingo was a double edged sword.

At the other man’s words, his cheeks suddenly flushed pink, and he rubbed at them to try to cover it up.

“Fuck you, Dofla,” he snapped, putting the letter in his pocket again. “We had an agreement. I… I did my favors for you and you said those movies would never be released again!” He noticed where the other was staring, turning even redder and pulling his tank top down to cover the top of the flamingo again. “I never wanted to have to come back here.”

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Ahh, there it was... this Buggy's own special squirm, his cheeks going red, the rise in his voice. It was pretty delicious watching him again, especially after all the years. Quite the treat.

Moving to stand, he made he way over to Buggy, standing in front of him and towering over the angry clown. He grinned down at him. "I'm pretty sure you know what I want. And we can do this the easy way..." his hand snaked forward to gently caress the other's cheek before suddenly grabbing a large handful his hair, giving it a rough yank. "...or the hard way. But then again, you always love the hard way, didn't you~?" he leaned in close, mere inches from Buggy's own face. 

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Long Time No See

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Caesar was sitting at home today, instead of at the school where he would usually be after hours, in a loose fitting dress shirt and a comfortable pair of jeans while tallying through his notes to make sure he didn’t miss anything or over look an error inside his calculations. 

The last thing he was expecting was the sound of his doorbell, jarring him out of his concentration. “Who the hell could that be..” He asked himself curiously, getting off of the comfortable spot on his couch to go and inspect the eye hole at the door.

All color drained from his face when he saw who his supposed guest was. What was he doing here of all places?! How did he find out where he lived? Well that last one was a stupid question, but still!

He contemplated opening the door or nailing it shut… The last one was more than certain to get him killed. So with a deep breath he opened the door and kept his eyes off his old boss’s face.

“What an… unexpected surprise.” He said with an extremely obvious nervous smile, fidgeting with the side of the door. “I didn’t expect.. to see you.. here.” He said chewing his lip.

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He grinned down at Caesar once the door was open, just loving how he squirmed like that, Dofu just eating that nervous twitching up. He'd be a liar if he said he didn't love intimidating people like this, especially weak little bitches like Caesar.

"And I expected you to pay me back. Looks like we both got a fun little surprise, hm?" he chuckled as he pushed his way in weather Caesar wanted him inside his home or not, Doflamingo keeping his gaze on the clown as he reached back to lock the door. Wouldn't want anyone spoiling the fun.

"Nice place ya got here. My money put to good use, looks like." he mentioned off hand as he went into the living room, sitting on the couch and propping his feet up on the coffee table like he owned the place. He held out his hand, motioning for Caesar to bring him a drink. 

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Unfinished Business

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It seemed not much had changed around here since he was last there all those years ago. The decor was still as pink and gaudy as he remembered it, his eyes traveling around the room and adding on a new addition.

Was that… was that a fucking tiger?

This guy was almost unreal. Snapping his eyes back to the man on the couch, he completely ignored the two girls that were all over him, though he made a slightly disgusted face at seeing what they were doing. He hadn’t changed much either; still tall as hell and a blonde bombshell as usual. The clown also tried to ignore his bare abdomen, his anger overshadowing how he would have normally been checking the man out.

“You know why I’m here, Doflamingo!” he yelled, storming over to the couch and pulling the letter from his pocket. He held it up so Dofla could see, putting his free hand on his hip. “Your fucking film company is saying they’re going to re-release the movies I did for them! They didn’t even ask permission, this letter is just a formality! I thought I said I didn’t want those movies ever seeing the light of day again?!”

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He cocked an eyebrow as the letter was shoved in his face, though his mouth was still cracked into a grin. "Mhhmm. Well, normally I really don't give a fuck about what you think, but seeing that cute face of yours again is reminding me about aaaaaall those favours you used to do for me, fufufufu." he chuckled, leaning his head back as he waved the girls off, the two of them finishing cleaning him up before scrambling out of there. Now it was just Doflamingo and Buggy.

And Tupac of course, but she was sleeping.

"Well, how about it? Why don't you put that pretty mouth of yours to work again and show much just how badly you don't want those tapes to be rereleased." He looked Buggy over, his eyes stopping at the slight pink peeking out from under the waistband of his jeans. "It's almost like you wanted to come back, isn't it?"