Bunny Girl in Her Gatcha World (Flins x Fem! Reader) Chapter Eleven
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Chapter Eleven: Transfer of Bunny Girl
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A few days had passed, most of it I spent wrapped in Flins’ embrace. There was a party at the Flagship but we skipped it in order to focus on healing. As much as Flins' hated to leave me, when it grew dark, he would go out and fulfill his duty as a Lightkeeper. It sucked being alone for most of the night, but I knew it was important.
He had gone to Piramida for a meeting, and would be gone a little longer than usual. I was up and moving around at this point, able to bend and care for myself with some effort. It still hurt to lift my arm above my head, but that was quickly healing up with my practice sessions. Flins didn’t know about my practice sessions when he’d leave, and the ghosts didn’t tattle on me. But it was important to keep flexing my powers.
There was a knock at the door. I looked through the tiny window before throwing open the entrance. “Illuga. How are you?” I forgot I didn’t have my scarf on my head, and he immediately saw my ears. His pupils went wide for a split second before he refocused on my eyes.
“I’m well. Flins told me you were in his care for the time being. I got out of the meeting before him and decided to swing by and check on you. Do you have all the supplies you need?” He held up a bag. “I ran by Nasha Town and picked up a little something for you, also.”
“I think we have plenty of supplies. Flins picked some up yesterday. But what surprise do you have?” I raised my brows, my ears perking up also.
“Here.” Illuga held out a record. “So, you can dance.”
“Oh my gosh. You didn’t have to.” It was no secret I had been enjoying Flins’ record player. He mostly had classical music, but the record Illuga brought seemed to be more folk music. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome. A friend of Flins’ is a friend of mine.” Illuga held the back of his neck looking towards the ocean.
“Come on in. Or are you busy?” I stepped out of the door frame and beckoned him in.
“I can stay for a while.” He smiled, taking a few steps inside. Walking to the sofa, he got comfortable on one end and I took the other. While sitting I grimaced and held my side. “Flins said you have a serious injury.”
“Yes, it’s almost healed up. I’m better at healing other people than myself.” I sat the record on the coffee table and twisted to face Illuga. “I also want to thank you for taking care of me while I was drunk. I wasn’t the most rational.”
“You were upset. I was glad to help.” He hummed. “The way you dance, it’s like nothing I’ve ever seen.”
“Is that good or bad?” I prodded him, covering my mouth to hide my reaction.
“Good. I wouldn’t want you to ever feel self-conscious. It was inspiring.” He sunk deeper into the couch. His lantern sat at his feet, flickering like a normal lantern.
“If I was self-conscious, I’d make better decisions.” I sulked, dipping my head down. “But I’m trying to live life to the fullest.”
“Do you also feel like you’re in someone else’s shadow?” He asked, hand going to the scar on his throat.
“My own shadow.” I closed my eyes, leaning back on the couch. I could feel Flins just outside the door, he was listening. “You’re very perceptive. I won’t bore you with my stories tonight. How about we put on the record you brought and have a listen.”
There was a gentle rasp at the door before Flins stepped in. “Good evening: Master Illuga, and my Lady.”
“Sir Flins, welcome home.” Illuga spoke the same time as me, but we were slightly off kilter.
“Welcome home.” I laughed, seeing Flins tuck his lower face into his coat. He was surely smirking.
“What a warm welcome.” Flins strode to the sofa, taking the middle seat. “This might be the first time in years that this lighthouse has been this lively.”
“A women’s touch perhaps.” Illuga reasoned, looking past Flins at me.
“Good company is just good company regardless of gender.” I got to my feet, picking up the record and putting it on the player. With the volume low enough we could talk over it, a folk beat came through.
“I fear Master Illuga is right, this place has been missing the divine feminine.” Flins puffed me up, eyes almost glittering with mischief.
“I wouldn’t go that far. I’m not Snow White.” I flicked my wrist, dismissing the claim.
“What’s Snow White?” Illuga knitted his brows together.
“Um. A character in a story. I heard it growing up. Not sure it’s popular here.” I awkwardly chuckled.
“How does the story go?” Illuga was interested.
“Well, there’s a girl named Snow White. Her evil stepmother, who is also a queen, had a magic mirror. One day, she asked the mirror who was the fairest girl alive. And the mirror showed Snow White. The evil stepmother was so jealous of the answer she sent a…”I tried to remember who it was. “A huntsman to go kill her. Anyways, she escapes and ends up in a house of small men. She takes care of them and spruces up their lives.”
“I must interject.” Flins raised his hand. “You are by far the fairest girl in all of Teyvat.”
“Yes. I fail to see the difference so far.” Illuga agreed. “Flins is a tall man, but you’ve spruced up his life.”
My whole body was hot. Once again, I had to wonder if this was a fantasy before death comes and takes me for real. But I needed to keep going. “Anyways, the evil stepmother disguised herself as an old witch and preys on Snow White’s kind heart. Snow White helps the witch and is rewarded with an apple. But it’s poison. When she bites into it, she dies.”
“That’s not where I thought this was going.” Illuga balked.
“Yeah, it has a happy ending. The little men were so upset; they couldn’t bury her.” No clue if they knew about little people, so I simplified it. “So, they put her in a glass tomb so everyone could behold her beauty.” I cleared my throat; still tore up from their agreement I was pretty. “Soon after her death, a prince rode by on his horse. He’s so dazzled by her beauty; he removes the glass and gives her a big old kiss.”
“What?!” Illuga’s eyes were bulging out of his head. “What kind of story is this, that they tell children?”
“Right! But he was Snow White’s true love, and it cured the poison that killed her.” I shot back, holding my hands up. “It works out in the end.”
Flins was also a little horrified by the story. Still, he petted the spot on the couch I had previously been on. “How entertaining. I surely hope you don’t share more similarities to Snow White than beauty.”
“I agree. I will be sure to keep you away from any witches in the area.” Illuga puffed up his chest.
“That’s so sweet.” I settled on the couch, Flins’s hand guiding me down so I didn’t have to use my muscles as much. Thus, there was no annoying pinch in my side. “Illuga, would you like a snack or anything to drink? I don’t live here, but I should have offered on Flins’ behalf.”
“Oh, I’m fine. I should really be going.” Illuga stood, grabbing his lantern. “I should hurry back to base.”
“Right. We could walk you back. If you don’t feel safe.” I offered, nudging Flins.
“I assure you Master Illuga is more than capable. But if it makes you feel better, we can walk with him.” Flins’ lips tugged up at the corner. I had amused him.
“I will be fine. I have more to patrol before going back. You two have a good night.” We all got up and went to the door. It had grown dark outside, and it wouldn’t be long before the wild hunt woke up.
“Still, be careful.” I pursed my lips, resting a hand on my hip. “I’d hate to have to come out there and show you Ratniki how it’s done.” I smirked.
Flins raised his brows. “Oh, I’m sure you will have put an end to the Wild Hunt in one night.”
“Remind me not to invoke the fine lady’s wrath, Sir Flins.” Illuga covered his mouth, and muffled his laugh.
“Hey! I’m really badass.” I bumped my fists together. “These hands are for everyone.”
“Good night you two.” Illuga bowed and took off into the night.
“Night!” I called after him. I watched him walk into the distance until the light was no longer visible. “What a nice guy.”
“Master Illuga has a heart of gold.” Flins rested his hand on my shoulder and guided me back inside. “So, this Snow White? What happened to her evil stepmother?”
“I don’t recall.” I hummed. “Maybe nothing.”
“And the huntsmen?”
“He actually took an animal's heart to the evil stepmother and bought Snow White time to get away.” I wrapped my arms around Flins’ waist, and buried my head in his chest, taking deep breaths of his scent. “I missed you.”
“I missed you more.” He kissed the top of my head. “Was Illuga your only visitor?”
“Yes. Lumine and Paimon told you they’d be by soon. But I guess they’ve been busy.” I shifted in his arms so my back was to his stomach. I grabbed his hands and played with his fingers, the leather of his gloves slightly worn from holding his polearm. “Maybe in the morning I’ll be feeling up for a trip to see them. Or anyone really. I’m happy to be with you, but I’m worried the others might need me.”
“Your value is not hinged on being needed.” He unhooked our hug, but held my hand. “Have you been drinking plenty?”
“Yes.” I knew drinking was part of my healing process.
“Good. Have some more lakaberry juice.” He poured me a glass, finally letting me go.
“I miss orange juice.” I pouted, drinking the juice he offered me.
“I believe oranges grow in Fontaine. I could see if we can get them imported.”
“Look, I know you have money that you like to spend on me. But I’m not going to make you pay for imported fruit.” I washed my glass and dried it, putting it back in the cabinet. “I need to try to raid more chests and get my own mora. I still owe you for the initial loan.”
“I believe we are square.” He poured himself a glass of red wine, sniffling the drink before taking a chaste sip.
“Maybe you feel that way. But I feel like I’m drowning trying to repay your kindness.” I gripped his shoulder, the fabric of his coat bunching up. “Seriously, I’m really a bum at this point. Might as well borrow your car and drop you off at work and run the fuel tank dry.”
“I don’t understand that reference.” He sat his glass down. “I assure you, I’m not keeping tabs.”
“I’m saying I need to be more useful.”
“You’re recovering.”
“So are you.”
“I am fine.”
“I know you’re favoring your left leg, and you won’t let me heal you.” I pointed at him. “You let me work on myself, but the minute my water tries to touch you, you side step me.”
“Perhaps, I am a little stubborn.” He admitted, he smiled, setting his wine glass down. “But so are you.”
“I can acknowledge that.” I crossed my arms over my chest, the action making me seethe.
“Will you also acknowledge you’ve been training while I’m away?” His eyes glinted.
“And since when are you near me that I can’t feel you?” I turned my back on him.
“It’s easy to tell. You would have been healed two days ago if you had been resting properly.” He stalked around me, and I just kept turning to avoid facing him.
“Don’t circle me like I’m prey.” I pouted, now looking at the floor.
“You are not prey.” He affirmed. “I just want to face you while we disagree. I can’t read you as well.”
“That’s the point.” I looked at him, tears threatening to streak down my face. “Do you like to see me cry?”
“No.” He wiped my eyes, resting his forehead to mine. “Should we both agree to be less stubborn?”
“I am a grown woman, I can do what I want when I want.” I felt a jolt of defiance come over me. “In fact, I’m going for a walk around the island.” I pulled away from Flins, and went to put on my shoes.
“Alone?” He raised his brows.
“No.” I pursed my lips, trying to bend over to pull my shoes on and running out of stamina. “I’m sure you’ll follow me at a safe distance.” I said it sarcastically.
“What if I don’t?” He crossed his arms, tone firm. Oh? “Would you still go?”
“Yes.” I got frustrated with my boots and tossed them aside. “I’ll go barefoot. Who needs shoes?” I spoke more to myself than Flins.
“Then go for your walk.” Flins turned his back on me.
“I will.”
Stepping outside, the ground was cold but I didn’t care. I needed to get to the Flagship, that way I could spend the night with Lumine and Paimon. If Flins was going to be like that, then so could I.
It was the first time I had set foot off the island, the ocean water cold as I followed the sand bank towards the dock. Muttering to myself, I kept glancing over my shoulder to make sure he wasn’t following me. After walking so long, all I could see was the pitch-black darkness of the water and the light of the false moon.
“Damn fae.” I couldn’t feel from my upper calf to my toes. Even in shoes I’d be frozen. “Damn handsome stubborn man.” I growled, pulling my coat tighter around myself. I was wearing the dress Flins had bought me. It was a ribbed blue fabric with some buttons down the middle. It reminded me of something Fern from Fireren would wear. “Bastard.” I mumbled finally reaching the next shore line.
Stepping out of the water, I realized I didn’t really know which direction to go from this point. There was no phone for directions, and my guides were usually on top of it, but alone I was helpless. Cursing to myself, I picked a direction and started walking.
I didn’t feel Flins’ presence. Perhaps I had finally fucked it up, or fixed it. Maybe this was the best outcome. Tears had been streaming down my face since before I left. I didn’t want to leave. I wanted him to chase me down; tell me it was okay. But no, I couldn’t just agree that we both work on ourselves.
Grr.
I closed my eyes, turning to see what was on me. It wasn’t something that Flins could feel like the wild hunt. No, it was rifthounds. If I got to close my health would start draining, even if I could fight them, my catalyst was back at the lighthouse. So was my dagger and one of my usual protectors. I opened my eyes; there were three of the hounds. Floating above the ground and flexing their sharp claws. I had been spotted.
Run.
Hustling back towards the light house, I just prayed that someone would save me. I couldn’t channel my magic to heal myself without a catalyst. So, there was no option to at least maintain my health. The pinch in my side was getting worse with every step.
“Flins!” I screamed, desperate. “I’m sorry!” But he did not appear.
Shells were jabbing into the soles of my feet as I booked it down the beach. I noticed the dock, and I remembered I could maybe swim away. They could float, but that was my last option. Running to the edge of the docks, I felt it. Flins’ burning hot energy.
“Flins?” I stopped at the edge of the dock, turning to see him running full speed to the fight. While I was looking at him, one of the hounds swiveled around me, grasped the hood of my jacket and tossed me into the icy waters below.
Sucked under the water, I kicked my way back to the top. Breaking the surface, I spat out a bit of water. Then it happened. My body twitched, and I felt a shift. I looked at my hands to see paws instead. I was a full fledged bunny.
“Be silent.” Flins activated his ult. I could hear one of his famous lines, as I tried to swim above the waves as a rabbit. This was a bad time to change.
I got sucked down under a wave, learning quickly that I did, in fact, breath oxygen as a rabbit. My lungs burned in a way that hadn’t happened in months. I needed to kick back to the surface, but my limbs were so tiny.
Finally, Flins dove head first into the water. He wrapped an arm around me and drug us both up and to the sandbank. He cradled me to his chest, the warmth radiating off him not enough to fight off the bitter cold.
“Thank you.” I gasped, wet fur clinging to my body.
“I’m sorry, my Starlight.” He pressed a kiss to my tiny rabbit head. A puff of smoke appeared and my full human body returned. Flins’ gripped me tighter, getting us both to our feet. “Let’s go home.”
“That’s all I want.” I felt my tears start back up. He had come for me. He still cared after all.
“Hang on.” He eased me onto his back. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pressing a kiss to his temple.
“I’m sorry. I’m more trouble than I’m worth.” I wiped my eyes.
“You are not trouble. Nod Krai is just a dangerous place.” He assured me.
“No. I was too stubborn. You offered for us both to improve and I shot you down.”
“You were right. I should not have been watching you from such a distance you could not feel me. It was deceitful.” He looked at the ground. “It’s a great distance, which is why I could not get to you faster tonight.”
“Well, I understand to some extent. But I just want to get stronger. I want to be even more useful. I want to heal you without it taking multiple sessions to fix things.” We walked along the sandbank, almost back to the lighthouse.
“You will get there. I just know you won’t rest if someone doesn’t tie you down.” He gripped my legs tighter. “You are worthy of care.”
“I’ve never been good at allowing others to care for me.” I offered a sad and pitiful laugh. “My family, they weren’t overly affectionate. I was often left wanting to be closer, with no results. Especially when I was injured or sick. I’d be left to care for myself. So, I’d have to push hard, and heal quick if I wanted to be able to do things like eat or shower. I got hurt often. But it was okay, because I was tough.”
“You don’t have to be tough.” He opened the door, and let me get back on my feet. “Lest, not alone.”
“The people in my life here are so different from the ones back where I am from. People actually help each other, and do the right things. Sure, there’s still corruption, but I’ve met some really good people.” I sighed, pulling my wet clothes off and hanging them by the fireplace. “I’m sorry we fought.”
“I’m sorry too.” His eyes were averted. I guess I was in my bra and underwear at that point. “You should go warm in the shower.”
“Good idea.” I went to the shower.
The rest of the night we cleaned up, and talked it out a little more. Agreeing us both being stubborn was going to be a fixable issue, as long as we respected each other’s boundaries. Then we crawled in bed. Flins slid his arm around me, and pulled the cover higher.
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Donquixote Doflamingo X Female Reader NSFW "Daydreams of Dressrosa"
Anon-I noticed you have a request box. I just wanted to say your writing is 🤌🏻 *chefs kiss*. I wanted to request something angsty and maybe even smutty with Doflamingo. I’ll let you decided if it end fluffy or not. I knows he is problematic and controversial as hell (I can fix him) But if you don’t write for him I completely understand! Thank you and have a amazing day my beloved heartfelt!
AN-So I totally took this and ran with it lmao. I just recently finished the Dressrosa Arc and I find Doflamingo to be a interesting character. This was a welcomed challenge for me. I've never written for a villian before and It's been a hot take since I've written smut. With that being said it's also the dirtiest thing I've ever written. I ran laps around my house just writing this. But thank you for reading my work and I hope you enjoy this my beloved anon :)
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Side note- As always this story is plus sized reader friendly!
Word Count- 7.5k
*Any thing in italics is readers thoughts or a flashback. *
!Trigger warning! The relationship between Reader and Doflamingo is extremely toxic with emotionally abusive undertones, please never let anyone treat you like this.
~NSFW Warnings/Content~ Dom Doffy/Sub reader, PWP, Pre established situationship, A tiny speck of pet play, Doffy misuses his devil fruit powers (Spoiler alert he makes a clone.) Humiliation, Name calling (Slut, whore etc) , Reader is slapped once, Spanking, Degradation, Oral Sex (Fem giving and receiving) Fingering, Implied squirting and use of reward system. I tried to stay true to Doflamingo's character, but he may be OOC in some parts!
From the moment you woke up to a quiet and peaceful palace, you immediately knew something was up. You asked one of the guards where everyone was and much to your surprise Doflamingo and the top executives have gone out to a meeting. And according to him, they won’t be back until dark. It’s very rare for all of them to be gone at the same time, but you're thankful. It’s been a long time since you've had any alone time, so you were going to make every moment count.
You’re currently in the courtyard pool floating around on the huge blow up flamingo Doffy bought a while back. No one ever uses it considering most of the family have devil fruit abilities and aren’t willing to risk falling into the water. So you’ve laid claim to the giant pink float. You’ve even given it the nickname “Mini Master.”
“Now let’s get down to the real fun.” You smirk before pulling out a book from your favorite romance series called “Daydreams of Dressrosa: a collection of love stories from the kingdom of passion”. You read them in secrecy. The only other person who knows is Baby 5, her being the one who sneaks them to you. You knew if Doffy found out about them, he’d probably be pissed, saying something to the extent of “What can a book offer you that I can’t?” And the answer to that was simple. Romance and love. The two things he would never be able to offer you. It’s sad, but nonetheless true.
You open the book and turn to where you left off on story #17 titled “Carnivals and Carnations”. The couple in the story are going to a carnival as a first date. The story was super cheesy, but you're living for it. You squeal when the guy puts his jacket around the girl's shoulders because she is cold. It’s funny how something so simple causes your heart to swoon. But your favorite part so far was him winning her a stuffed bear from one of the game stalls. You can’t help but think of Doffy doing something like that for you, no doubt you’d walk away with every stuffed animal and trinket you wanted. But how Doffy would win them is the part you find funny. He’d probably use his devil fruit ability to ‘Win’ (Cheat) or he’d scare the person running the stall until they gave up everything. It brought a bittersweet smile to your face. The poor hopeless romantic in you still hasn’t accepted her fate. Once you got stringed in with Doflamingo, any chance of you experiencing sweet and innocent love was thrown to the wind.
You can’t help but be jealous of the girl in the story. When you were a teenager you dreamed about finding a man who would love you and treat you like a princess. Now here you are as an adult and plaything to a criminal. You knew he was bad, you knew he had done horrible things. But something about him lured you in. Tears trickle down your face and onto the pages below. You yearn for the impossible from him. But it’s Doffy, and he will do whatever he wants, when he wants and without even thinking about anyone else. You know this better than anyone.
~Flashback~
“Doffy, can I ask you a question?” You pulled your sore and sweaty body from the bed. Doflamingo was in the middle of putting his shirt back on,but stopped when he heard your hoarse voice call out.
“Well would you look at that.” Doffy seemed to be amused, smirking at your trembling form. “My little girl didn’t pass out after all. I was almost certain you would, considering how hard I was on you.” You were on the brink of passing out from his rough treatment, but you clung to consciousness. “For that I’ll answer your question. Go on.”
“Well I guess it may be more of a favor, but.” Your mind and heart raced even more than it did earlier. All because of what you're about to ask him. “Do you want to shower with me and maybe we can cuddle together for a while after? I know you're busy and I won’t take up much of your time, just a few minutes I promise!” You watched Doffy’s smirk disappear, replaced by one of his more disapproving looks, causing your heart to drop.
“You want me to shower with you and stick around for “cuddles”?” You muster the strength to nod at the man. His lips curled into a wicked smile before he laughed in your face. “What a joke. Do you think I have time for something so stupid? Never ask for something like that again. Got it?” You couldn’t stop the tears that flowed down your face at his cruel words. His large hand reached out and grabbed your face, giving you no choice but to look at him. “Speak girl.”
“Yes. I- I’m sorry Doffy.” Your cringe at how your words struggled to come out through the small sobs. Times like that reminded you how cruel Doflamingo was. Your heart shattered into a million pieces.
“Good.” He released your face and without another word, walked out of the room as if nothing happened. To him it probably was nothing. Your body fell against the bed as a few remaining tears slid down your face. Your hands snaked around one of the spare pillows on the bed, in search of the comfort you so desperately needed that night.
~Flashback end~
It had been weeks since that night and not once has Doffy come to your room for a “session”. The more you think about it, the more uneasy you become. It’s unlike him to go that long without sex. Maybe he’s getting bored with you or maybe he’s getting it from someone else. Both of those thoughts stung. At the end of the day, you're just another woman at his disposal.
You look into the sky and see the colors changing with the sunset. You didn’t have much time left before the family would return. A small sigh leaves your lips as you open your book again. Now where was I? The couple were now riding on a ferris wheel. The man wrapped an arm around the girl's shoulders, causing her to scooch closer to him. The ferris wheel came to a halt, leaving them at the very top. They admired all the lights and the way the sun was barely peeking over the horizon. Their eyes locked onto each other. You can’t help but giggle knowing what’s about to happen. The man gently cupped her cheek as he slowly moved his lips towards her. Her eyes closed as his lips barely ghosted over hers. A small tug on the float causes you to close your book. Before you had a chance to investigate the cause, the float was pulled out from under you. Your body tumbles into the cold water alongside your book.
“Fufufu~.” You hear Doffy’s muffled laugh as you swim back up to the surface. You cough up a little water you inhaled as Doffy continued to laugh. Judging from the way his fingers were bent, he was the one who knocked the float over. “Did the mouse have fun while the cat was away?” Your eyes roll at his snarky comment. You want to splash water on the cocky warlord, but you also want to live long enough to finish your book. Wait, the book! You frantically swim around the pool until you notice it sitting at the bottom of the pool. You take a deep breath in before diving to get it. You emerge once again holding the soaked book.
“Well the “mouse” was having a fine day, until you destroyed its book.” You hold the book up and watch as the pool water drips from the pages. “And I was getting to the good part too.” You mumble the last part.
“Good part?” A wild smirk forms on Doffy’s face. With a flick of his left index finger the book was snatched from your hands and right into his. “What page was this “good part on”?” You watch as he skims through the book.
“112.” You swim over the edge of the pool and watch him read the page. For a man like Doflamingo, the scene will be underwhelming and quite boring. For a moment you think he was getting interested in the words, but it was short lived. With a wet smack he closes the book and tosses it to the ground. You frown knowing the book will be unreadable by time the water sets in and blurs the words. I guess I’ll never know how it ends….
“So that’s your definition of a good part?” You gave the man who was now towering over you a small nod. “When did my little slut become so vanilla?” Heat rises to your cheeks despite the cold temperature of the water around you.
“I just thought it was cute. That’s all.” You let your body sink into the water in an attempt to avoid his gaze but your body stills.
“Trying to run away are we? Do I need to put you in your place Y/N?” You feel his strings loop underneath your arms. His left and right index fingers lift up causing your body to come out of the water in one motion. A shocked gasp leaves your lips as you fly out of the pool water and into the cold evening air. You sometimes forget that no matter how big you are, Doffy can and will treat you like a rag doll. You land rather ungracefully in front of the Blonde. Goosebumps rise onto your wet skin, but you're unsure if it’s from the cold air on your wet body or from the aura radiating off the man above you.
You peer into Doffy’s sunglasses and see your shivering body looking back. Your arms cross in front of your body in a sad attempt to warm up. You expect to see a sadistic smirk on his face, but you're met with an expression you’ve never seen on him. It makes you a little anxious not knowing what he’s thinking about or feeling. It dawns on you that he knows you read romance novels now, meaning he was most likely not very happy with you at the moment.
“I’m sorry If I upset you, Doffy. I promise I won’t read books like that anymore.” You try to diffuse the situation but it’s too late. His hand raises into the air. A sense of fear washes over you, causing your body to tremble even more. You feel a rush of wind in front of your face causing your eyes to slam shut. You tensed up preparing for the impact.. But it never came, instead the smell of his expensive cologne invades your nostrils as warmth engulfs your body. You let your eyes flutter open to see that he placed his pink feather jacket around your frame. It takes a while for your brain to process it. The cold, unloving and emotionally unavailable Donquixote Doflamingo did something…. nice?
“Thank you young master.” He never lets anyone wear his jacket, NEVER. You wrap the jacket around your body more to enjoy its warmth.
“I was getting annoyed watching you shake like a pathetic little leaf.” He retorted with a scowl. “Now. Why don't I show you what a 'good part’ is supposed to be like.” He points a finger at your neck, causing a string to connect to your flesh like a leash. He gives the string a firm tug, sending you to the ground on your knees in front of him. “Spread.” His commanding voice sends excitement through your veins.
“Yes sir.” You move your knees apart as far as you can. The course ground below dug into your knees, but you didn’t care. As bad as you hate to admit to yourself, you’ve missed this and you’ve missed him.
“Good, now look at me.” You crane your head back in order to look up at him. Your body feels like it is shrinking as the10 ft tall man looms over you. Your mind goes blank when you feel the pointed tip of his shoe moving up and down your swimsuit covered pussy. “I’m going to cut you a deal so listen up.” His shoe puts extra pressure on your clit, causing a moan to escape your lips. “If you can be a good girl and do everything I say without question, I will give you a reward.” His foot retracts much to your dismay. But the mention of a reward entices you.
“I will, I promise sir!” And just like that, you submit yourself to him.
“You will or else.” Doffy began to walk away leaving you to crawl behind him. You're thankful the steps he took were a lot smaller than normal, otherwise you’d have a hard time keeping up. It dawned on you how embarrassing the situation was. Here you are crawling around on all fours with Doffy’s jacket on. I probably look like a poodle.
You got lucky and didn’t run into any family members while Doffy paraded you around like the loyal lap dog you are. A couple of guards saw you, but they didn’t dare to say a word knowing Doflamingo would kill them on the spot. The door to your room was finally on site, but he walked past it. Your bedroom is the only place he agreed to do the deed in. It gave him the freedom to come and go as he pleased. You know better than to question him, but you're still curious as to where he’s taking you.
“You’ll find out soon enough.” Doffy answers as if he read your mind. Much to your surprise you find yourself in front of the door to his room. In the time you’ve been with him, not once have you seen the inside of his bedroom. “Stand up.” The string on your neck beckons you to your feet. You wince as you stand up, knees throbbing due to all the crawling you’ve done.
Doffy slings the door open and leads you in. The door clicks shut and the sound of the lock being turned echoes in the bedroom. His room was so big it made yours look like a mere closet. Your eyes land on the double king bed in the middle of the room. As you look at it, the only word that comes to mind is sin. A blood red canopy surrounded the dark oak frame. The mattress itself was covered with a plush black duvet and luxury pillows. It was most definitely fit for a fallen angel like Doflamingo.
The string around your neck comes loose, leaving a ring of irritated skin in its absence. Doflamingo walks over to a red armchair that sat adjacent from his bed. He sat down and spread his long legs, giving you a perfect view of the hardening erection in his pants. With a devilish smile on his face, he beckons you over with a motion of his finger. Your body tingles with nervousness as you get closer and closer to him. You were only a few feet away from him when his hand came into the air, letting you know to stop. The same hand pointed a finger in the air and swirled in a circle. You nod and turn around to face the bed. A rush of air sends shivers down your body as the pink feather jacket was taken from your body, leaving you in your damp swimsuit. You turn your head and watch as the jacket drapes around the armchair Doffy sat in.
“Did I give you permission to turn around Y/N?” You whip your head back around to face the bed, causing Doffy to chuckle at your speed.
“No sir, I’m sorry.” You hope your action didn’t piss him off enough to take your reward.
“I didn’t give you permission to speak either little whore.” Your body trembles at his condescending tone. “You're very lucky I’m in a good mood, otherwise you could have kissed that reward goodbye.” A wave of relief washes over you knowing it was still on the table. “Now strip and do not turn around for any reason.”
Your hands come up to the straps of your bathing suit. Slowly you pull them down your arms until your breasts popped out of the top. Your wet nipples harden immediately when they hit the cool air. Your hands come to your back to untie the knot, you struggle for a moment before it comes loose. With a wet ‘plop’ the garment hits the floor. You could feel your heart racing in your chest. You wanted this, you needed this. You take a shaky breath in and slide your hands down your curves until you reach the band of your swim bottoms. You curl your fingers around the fabric and bring it down until they fall around your ankles. You step out of the bottoms and kick them next to your top. You're now completely exposed to the heavenly demon.
“Good girl.” Your body heats up at his praise. “Now bend over the bed.” You take a few steps forward and let your upper body fall onto the bed. You scooch back a little and spread your legs apart. “Spread yourself more.” You know exactly what he’s wanting you to do, and you're going to deliver. You slide your hands down your body until they reach the globes of your ass. Your fingers pull them apart, exposing your wet pussy even more. You wiggle your hips from side to side, showing him how needy you are for him.
“What a dirty little girl, what will I ever do with you?” Your body tenses up when you feel something attach to your clit. A string? “Now I’m sure you're wondering why we came here instead of your room.” A moan leaves your throat when you feel the string moving your clit in small circles. You were so sensitive from being celibate for weeks, it took no time for your orgasm to start building. You hear Doflamingo let out an amused hum. “I can tell by the way your legs are shaking you're about to cum.” You have to hold back a scream as the string picks up the pace even more.
You dig your nails into the flesh of your ass in an attempt to ground yourself, but you are too far gone. Your hips start desperately swirling with the strings movement. Fuck it feel so good. But right before you could get your release the string retacts. Your head falls flat on the bed as tears of frustration form in your eyes due to the loss of your high.
“Can’t have that now, can we?” You don’t have to see Doffy’s face to know he’s wearing a shit eating grin. You should have known better than to think he’d let you cum this early. You hear him get up from the armchair. His loud footsteps reverberate in the room. You feel the bed dip as he hoovers above you. “Now as I was saying, the reason I brought you here is quite simple. Your bed is a little bit too small.” You feel his hot breath next to your right ear as he speaks. You wonder what changed? The size of your bed has never stopped him before. You tense up when you feel the bed dip on the other side of your body. Is there someone else here? “Too small for the both of us that is.” Your heart stops when you hear Doffy’s voice fill your left ear. It made no sense, how can he be on both sides of you at once? You try to lift yourself up, but a large hand keeps your face shoved into the mattress.
“Do you understand what’s happening now?” His voice fills your right ear again. You feel one of his hands wrap around your hair, pulling it back to leave your neck exposed. “I’ll give you a little hint.” Now it was back in your left ear. You feel hot breath on both sides of your neck before tongues lick up the sides in perfect unison. Rough hands grab your sides and with one quick motion your body was turned so your back was now on the mattress.
Your eyes nearly pop out of your skull when you see what’s above you. Your eyes land on not one, but two very shirtless Donquixote Doflamingo’s. They both wore the same lust filled expression.
“Two Doffy’s? How?” You mutter out in shock. Your nerves are on edge, one Doffy was enough to fuck you into a week long coma. But two of them? That would surely send you to an early grave. As Lao G would say “You’re a goner with a capital G!”
“While you were busy getting off on my string, I made a clone of myself.” The Doflamingo on your right spoke, meaning he must be the real one. “It talks like me, it can even use strings like me, but most importantly” Doffy pulls you up from the bed until your face is inches from his. “ It can fuck like me.” His tongue licks a wet stripe up your face. “But a slut like you should be able to handle us, right?.” You hesitate for a second, but nod your head in agreement.
“Now let’s have a little fun.” Doffy’s clone spoke up, licking its lips.
“Sounds good. Hold the little slut up for me.” The clone nods and moves on the bed until it is behind you. Its strong arms hook under your thighs and brings you up until your back rests on its abs.
“It's almost pathetic how wet you are.” The real Doffy stole your breath by rubbing his fingers up and down your exposed slit. Your head slams back on the clone's hard chest when Doffy shoves two fingers deep into your cunt. The long digits rubbed along the top of your walls, paying attention to your sweet spots.
“Of course I’m wet. Don’t you remember making me fall into the pool sir?” You smile at Doffy innocently, but your bratty tone was anything but that.
“Is that it?” The dark tone in Doffy’s voice made you regret it instantly. And then you see the vein in his forehead pop out, you know you're in for it now.
“What a dumb whore you are.” The clone spoke before biting the side of your neck harshly, causing you to cry out in pain. “You are so fucked.”
“Tell me you foolish girl, does this taste like pool water to you?” Doffy pulls his fingers from your dripping hole and shoves them in your mouth. You could taste your arousal as he shoves his fingers even further down your throat.
“Aren’t you going to answer him?” The clone taunted before licking the bite wound it left. “I guess it’s hard to, considering your mouth is so full huh?” Your vision blurs with tears as you gag around Doffy’s fingers.
“I’m going to take my fingers out. I suggest you apologize and beg for my forgiveness.” The fingers slowly begin to slide out. “Afterall, you want that reward, don’t you?” His fingers leave with a trail of your saliva. Coughs erupt from your throat as you catch your breath. Your mind has been so clouded over you forgot about the promised reward.
“I am very sorry sir. Please forgive me!” Your voice rasps out.
“That's all you got? What a lackluster performance.” Doffy grabs your cheeks and smooshes them together. “I’ll give you one last chance. Use it well, my patience with you is running very thin at the moment.” His hand releases your cheeks.
“Sir, please forgive me for being such a dumb brat. I’ll be a good and obedient cocksleeve the rest of the night for the both of you! So please use me until I deserve your forgiveness.” Tears are flowing down your face as you desperately beg him. “I’ll do whatever you want. Just please don’t take my reward from me..” You're unsure why you want the reward so desperately when you don’t even know what it is.
“That’s more like it. But I still think you need to learn your lesson.” Doffy's hand reared back before smacking you across the face. Not hard enough to leave a mark, but hard enough to make it sting. “Now are you ready to be a good girl?”
“Yes sir.” You feel a few more tears fall down your face. Doffy’s hand reaches back out. You prepare yourself for another smack, but instead he wipes the tears away with his hand.
“Good.” You watch Doflamingo unzip his pants, freeing his hard cock. “Drop her.” The clone releases you so you fall, landing all fours. You feel the bed move underneath you as Doffy leans his body against the headboard. “Come over here and put that stupid mouth of yours to good use.”
You waste no time crawling in between his legs. You stick your ass up in the air and start licking him up and down. His cock twitches under your tongue as you lick the sensitive spot under his tip. You hear him grunt meaning he wants more. You give one last lick before wrapping your lips around him. His huge size stretches your mouth until it's borderline unbearable. One of his large hands thread through your hair before he slams into you. You do your best not to gag around him as he sets a rough pace.
“Her pussy is so wet, like it's crying for our attention.” The clone lands a harsh smack on your ass, causing you to yelp around Doffy’s dick. “See.” You feel its fingers run up and down your pussy before bringing its hand to show Doflamingo your glistening arousal. You feel a hard twitch in your mouth as Doffy grunts. He’s getting close.
“I’m going to cum and I expect you to swallow every last drop.” With a few more rough thrusts he fills your mouth full of his thick cum. You swallow every bit of it and stick your tongue out to prove it.
“Where are your manners?” The clone grabs your hair and yanks your head back. “What do you say when your master gives you his cum?” The clone releases your hair so you can look back at Doffy.
“Thank you master.” You smile at him through lidded eyes. He let out a satisfied hum in response. Although you're not able to see his eyes thanks to his sunglasses, you're certain they would have a glint of satisfaction in them.
“Get her prepared for me. She’s going to need it.” The clone got to work right away by flipping you onto your back. It hooked your legs over its shoulders before licking a long stripe up your slit.
“A-AH~” Your hips arch off the bed as the clone starts to eat you out. Its tongue would swirl around your clit before diving deep into your cunt. You could feel pressure building in your lower abdomen already. “ F-fuck it feels so… good~ Your tongue is the best!” You feel the Clone smirk against you.
“The best huh? So even better than the real one?” The clone gives your clit a harsh suck before looking up at you. “I’m flattered.” It landed a playful smack on your thigh before continuing its assault on your swollen clit. You throw your head back and notice the furious look Doflamingo was giving his clone.
“Doffy wait I didn’t mean it like tha-” You cut yourself off as a wanton moan escapes your lips. The clone's tongue started stroking that spot deep within you that had your toes curling. “Right there please~ I’m gonna cum~”
“I’ve had enough of this.” You feel Doffy’s body move from behind you. You whine when the Clones tongue leaves you right as you are about to peak. You bring your head up to see Doflamingo had joined his clone in between your legs. They were both gripping one of your thighs while giving each other a dangerous glare. Was he getting jealous…. of his own clone?
“Well I haven’t, so back off.” The clone had no plans of backing down as it gripped your thigh tighter.
“Do you actually believe you're better than me? Have you forgotten that you're a damn clone?” Doffy clenches his teeth and grabs the clone around the neck. “I can make you go away with a snap of my fingers.” You hold in a laugh as you watch the two bickering.
“Well how about we settle this?” You watch as the clone pulls Doffy’s hand off. “Let’s see who can make her cum first.” An evil grin etches itself on Doflamingo’s face at his Clones proposal.
“Fine by me.” Doffy agrees as they both turn to look at you. You felt like conquerors' haki was being used on you the way your body froze to the bed.
They both start leaving kisses and bite marks down your legs. Slowly but surely they inched closer to the place you wanted them the most. Finally you feel their hot breath ghosting over your sensitive flesh.
“Doffy.” You call out to the man himself, gaining his attention. “Please make me cum, only you can~” He smirks at you before his expert tongue starts lapping at your folds. It's very rare that Doffy eats you out, but when he does you're always left speechless. You wish you could thank the clone for pressing his buttons.
“Don’t forget about me.” You feel the clone's tongue join Doffy’s. The two tongues fight for dominance as they lick every inch of your needy pussy. Your body vibrates from the sheer ecstasy you're experiencing.
One of Doffy’s hands snakes up your body to wrap firmly around your neck. You had no trouble figuring out which tongue was the real Doffy’s. Everytime he flicks your clit, he squeezes your neck as if to remind you who your pussy belongs to.
“I’m gonna cum~” Your hand grabs onto Doffy’s blonde hair as your body twitches.
"Your not needed anymore." Doflamingo pulls the clone away you before shoving two fingers deep into you. Your legs begin to shake as he syncs the pace of his fingers and tongue together. The perfect harmony of pleasure was driving you even closer to the edge.
“That’s not fair.” The clone attempts to reclaim his spot between your legs, but was quickly shut down.
“Have we ever been known to be fair?” With a snap of Doffy's fingers, the sound of string unwinding mixes with your moans. The clone had a scowl on its face before it disappeared. His fingers pick up the pace causing you to grip his hair tighter. “Be a good little girl and cum for me.”
“Fuck~” Your body quivers as your overdue orgasm crashes over you. Doffy’s tongue detaches from your clit, but his fingers begin to rock up and down harder. You try to fight the urge to let go, knowing what would happen if you do. “Stop Doffy, I’m going to make a mess!” Your warning came too late as your second orgasm washes over you, causing clear liquid to gush out of you.
“I win. Now to claim my prize.” Doffy places his fingers in his mouth and sucks your juices off them. It's hard to lose when you get rid of your competition. “Get on your hands and knees, now.”
You miraculously get yourself into the position he wants. Your hands shake trying to hold your worn out body up. Stay focused Y/N, don’t pass out. You hear the familiar sound of a condom being opened as the bed dips. One of his hands ghost up your back, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its path. The same hand wraps tightly around your hair as he bottoms out in one motion. He stays pressed up against your cervix for a few minutes, letting your walls stretch and relax around him. You move up and down his length, letting him know your ready.
The pace he sets is rapid and ruthless. His cock effortlessly hits all of your sweet spots with every thrust. The blinding pleasure was starting to build up all over again. Your hands shook violently on the bed, you know they are going to give out any moment now.
“Are you struggling?” Doflamingo deep voice whispers in your ear. “Want your master to help you?” You weakly nod your head. Doffy’s free arm hooked under you, bringing you off the bed until your back was flush against his chest. He bottoms out again and continues his relentless thrusts. The new position gave him full control over your body, leaving you completely at his mercy.
The hand that was in your hair moved down until it stopped at one of your neglected nipples. He rolls the bud between his thumb and index finger before pinching it hard. You cry out in a mix of pleasure and pain. He then moves to the other nipple and gives it the same treatment.
“It feels so good.~” Your hand goes down to play with your clit but Doffy stops you.
“Not so fast little girl.” He switches the position to where he is laying on the bed with you on top. “You're being so selfish, making me do all of the work.” His thumb starts circling your clit causing you grind down on him. “As a matter of fact you’ve not only selfish. You’ve been disobedient, bratty and you even went as far to say that stupids clone tongue was better than mine. You don’t deserve that reward, not even in the slightest.” His cold tone causes you to halt your movements. Something about it struck a chord deep within you.
“I’m sorry Doffy.” It hurt knowing he was so disappointed in you. You feel your mood declining. All the dopamine and adrenaline that coursed through your body had finally run out, leaving you emotionally vulnerable.
“I’m not finished talking yet, so stop crying and listen.” You were unaware of your tears until he mentioned it. You watch as his hand comes up to his sunglasses. He inhales a deep breath and pulls the glasses off. You bring your hands up to cover your eyes. No one has ever seen his eyes, not even Trebol has. “Look at me Y/N.” Slowly, you drop your hands. Your eyes connect with his. His right eye was ruby red, while his left eye was white and foggy.
“Doffy.....Your eyes are beautiful. But why? Why did you show me?” You look at him in awe.
“I can’t even answer that myself.” He sighs and runs a hand through his blonde locks. “It doesn't matter anyways. You still want that reward?”
“Yes, I do.” You were starting to think him showing you his eyes was the reward.
“Make me cum and it’s yours.” He crosses his arms behind his back. Out of everything you and him have done tonight, this was by far the most intimate.
You slowly start going up and down his length. Every fiber in your body was screaming at you to stop, but the desire to please the man below you was louder. The lewd sounds of your body's connecting fill the room once more. You pick up the pace as you chase your high. Doffy’s hands reach out and grab onto your plush hips. His grip was getting tighter and tighter, causing your hips to roll and grind on him.
“Fuck.” Doffy curses. One of his hands leaves your hip and moves to wrap around your neck. “Tell me, who does this pussy belong to?”
“My master.” You cry out as the grip around your neck tightness.
“And who is your fucking master.” He brings your head down so your eyes meet his.
“You!” Tears of pleasure rolled down your face. “Donquixote Doflamingo!” You cling onto consciousness as you meet your final orgasm. Doffy follows you as he slams against your cervix. You stay still until his cock softens inside you. Slowly you lift yourself off him. Your body collapses on top of him the moment he is fully out of you. You know he is not a fan of skin to skin contact after sex, but you were too weak to hold yourself up.
“Doffy.” You muster enough energy to lift your head. “Did I do a good job? Are you going to give me the reward?” Your vision was starting to go in and out.
“Yes, I suppose you did.” A weak smile forms on your lips at his words.
“Good.” Your head falls back down on his chest. ”That makes me so happy.” Your eyes close and despite your efforts no to, you black completely out.
~While you were knocked out~
“How amusing.” Doflamingo snickers at your worn out body splayed on his. “You put all that effort in for a silly reward, just to pass out before you're able to indulge in it.” He lifts your body off of his and lays you gently on the bed. He puts his sunglasses back on and calls a maid in.
“How can I help you young master?” The maid was blushing ear to ear seeing the state you and him were in.
“Go get something for Y/N to sleep in from her room and change the sheets. I do apologize, it’s my fault they got a little wet.” The maid's cheeks got even darker at his declaration. Doflamingo picks your limp body from the bed and makes his way over to the bathroom. “And if you tell anyone about this, I will cut your head off and send it to your family. You may go now.”
“Yes young master.” Her voice wavers with fear. With a bow she leaves the room.
Doffy turns his shower on, letting steam fill the room. He sat you down on the shower bench so he could clean himself. After giving his body a good scrub down, he picks your body up and places you under the warm water. He leans your body against his and begins to massage shampoo into your hair. After rinsing the suds out of your hair, he poured shower gel into a washcloth and started to lather it into your skin.
“You're missing out young lady. I’m even using my expensive soap on you~” No response. Doffy rolls his eyes and continues to rinse your body off. He turns the shower off after he deems you squeaky clean. He sat you back down on the bench so he could dry himself off. He threw on a pair of silky pink boxers and then got to work drying you off.
He picks you up and takes you back into the bedroom. The maid had laid your clothes out on the freshly made bed. Doffy grabs the night gown and places it over your body. He never in a million years would have thought about pampering a woman like this. But yet here he is.
“I normally only take these off of a woman, but I guess I’ll make an exception just this once.” He grabs your panties and rolls them up your legs. He admires the small pink flamingo that decorates them. “I’ll have to buy you more of these.”
He pulls the duvet down and places you under it. After turning the lamp off he joined you in the bed.
“Baby 5……” You mumble in your unconscious state. “If you go out, get me the latest copy of “Daydreams of Dressrosa”. And don’t let Doffy find out.”
“I’m not Baby 5 and I already know you read those silly books you insufferable woman.” Doffy whispers in your ear and as he expected you don’t respond.
Doflamingo has never been one to fall asleep easily, normally he reads a book or ponders his next heinous act. But tonight he finds himself watching your sleeping form. The moonlight that peeks through the curtains casts an ethereal glow on your face. “Do you want to shower with me and maybe we can cuddle together for a while after?” He recalls your request from that night. You have technically already showered together, even though you weren't awake for any of it. Which was of course your (Doffy’s) fault. Now it was time to fulfill the last part of your request. His arm hooks around your midsection and pulls you so your head rests on his chest.
His arm wraps around your back keeping you snug against him. He’d never openly admit it to you, but he was enjoying this. From the way you snuggled closer to him, to the way your body molds perfectly with his. Like you were made for him. Because you were made for him. He has never been one to keep the same woman around for long. He viewed women how children viewed toys. They are fun for a little while, until something more fun comes along. But not you. You're different from the others who threw themselves at him. He of course finds you very attractive, but there was something else that allured him more.
You are truly like his loyal lap dog. No matter how much he neglects you and no matter how many times he metaphorically “kicks you”, the moment he sticks his hand out you come running to him with that dopey smile plastered on your face. You're so hopelessly devoted to him and he loves it. You can’t live without him, he knows that. But a small part of him feels the same way towards you.
“I think I’ll keep you around. For now at least.”
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Your body stirs awake when you feel something tickling your ear. You search for the cause only to hear light snores coming from above you. Slowly you raise yourself from the bed to see the source of the snores was coming from none other than Doflamingo. You bite down on your lip in order not to laugh. It was so funny to watch a man so powerful and scary snoring. He was still human after all. One particularly loud snore causes a giggle to escape your lips. You slam a hand over your mouth and pray he didn’t hear.
“Mind telling me what’s so funny?” It was too late, the beast was already lifting up from the bed.
“It’s nothing Doffy, you were just snoring.” You press your hands against his chest urging him to lay back down. “I’m sure I’ve overstayed my welcome, I apologize. Sleep well young master.” You scooch yourself off the bed only to be pulled back by a strong arm. He brought you back down to his tone chest and wrapped his arm back around you, caging you to his side. Butterflies erupt in your stomach from the gesture. You lips form into a wide smile as you enjoy the warmth he provided.
“I don’t snore. And you're fine right where you are. This is your reward after all.” You feel his hand draw soothing shapes into your back. I must be dreaming.
“If that’s the case, I really like my reward. Thank you.” Your eyes travel up to meet his. You were on cloud 9 and the huge smile on your face proved that. He rolls his eyes at you before slamming your head back down. “Can I request one more thing?” You muffle out into his pecs.
“Well, aren't you a greedy girl? What is this request of yours?” You feel your heartbeat pick up. You hope this doesn't go south like last time.
“Will you please kiss me? I’m grateful for everything you’ve given me and I-.” Your cutoff when his lips connect with your. It catches you off guard, but you slowly melt into it. Your cheeks felt like they were on fire as he slips his tongue into your mouth. Thankfully he pulls away before it gets too heated, you doubt your worn out body could go another round.
“Satisfied?” You meekly nod before laying back down on him. “Good, now go back to sleep.”
“One more thing.” You hear him groan out in response. “Now that I’ve seen your eyes, are you going to kill me?” The room fell silent before he started laughing.
“Perhaps.” You don’t know what worse, the fact he’s laughing about it or not knowing if that perhaps was a joke or not. “Now go back to sleep or I may actually off you.” That time you could sense he was kidding. He was kidding right?
“Yes sir.” And with that you fell back asleep in his protective hold.
~The morning after~
You woke up alone in Doflamingo’s ginormous bed. You rub the sleep out of your eyes and roll off of the plush mattress. Judging from the amount of sunshine that filled the room, it was very late in the morning. You stretch your arms over your head and let out a satisfied hum.
Your eyes scan the room and stop on a large tray of sweets sitting on a table. After last night activities, you've worked up a appetite. You walk up to investigate the confections and notice a couple books stacked neatly beside it. You jump up and down when you realize the books are the latest volumes of “Daydreams of Dressrosa”. And they were all signed copies! There was even a copy of the book that was destroyed in the pool yesterday.
“What page was I on again?” You open the book and skim through the pages until you find a pink feather marking page 112.
Unknown to you, a certain warlord watched you with a rare, but rather pleasant smile on his face.
Disciplinary Action Pt. 3 Donquixote Doflamingo X Reader X Crocodile (NSFW)
AN-The spice and drama in this chapter is out of control ʕ·ᴥ·˵ʔ. I'm currently working on the final part and hope to have it up within the next two weeks~ Enjoy ʕ•ᴥ•ʔﾉ♡
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Masterlist
Word count- 15k
Relationship- Boss Doflamingo X Personal Assistant Female Reader X Ex- Boss Crocodile~ Doflamingo and Crocodile are NOT shipped in this story. (They honestly hate each other so much lmao)
🫧Contents🫧- Modern AU/Modern References, Angst and Fluff, Doflamingo being jealous and spiteful because he lost a bet (Spoiler alert, you're the bet), Cheating but not really, Hurt/Comfort, Confessions?
Side notes- Bold/Italic are Y/N's internal monologue, Rain Dinners is the name of Crocodiles resort/casino, Y/N's alias is Angel.
NSFW/Trigger Warnings- Mean/Hard Dom Doflamingo (Sir), Soft-ish Dom Crocodile (Daddy), Threesomes MFM, Double Pen (VG/AN), Fingering (VG/AN), Cursing, Use Of Aphrodisiac, Use Of Toys (Clamps, plugs) Humiliation, Slapping, Degrading Names (Whore, Slut, etc), Pet Names (Good Girl, Princess, Mouse etc), Squirting, Multiple orgasms, Blow jobs, Punishments, Doflamingo being cruel and toxic, Sub Dropping, Reader has a panic attack, Crocodile saves the day by being a aftercare king, and last, but not least makeup sex~
18+ Only MDNI
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Thursday- Punishment Day 4
Thanks to falling asleep right after Doflamingo dropped you off, you woke up early and on the right side of the bed. You started off with a warm shower before making your way to the kitchen for a nice glass of orange juice.
“Hurry up, we have places to be.”
“Right.” WAIT. You slowly turn on the heels of your feet to see none other than Doflamingo sitting at your kitchen island. “??”
“And you need to find a better hiding place for this.” Swirling around his gloved index finger was the spare key you kept under the doormat. So that’s how he got in. “It’s not smart to keep it in such an obvious place, an intruder could break in.”
“You are an intruder.” You mumble under your breath and finish off the last of your orange juice. “I'll finish getting ready, make yourself…. even more at home.”
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Despite being very expressive and very readable, there were many things that made you an enigma to Doflamingo, so he was going to take you up on your offer by exploring your tiny apartment. So these are the things she likes? He found himself confused, but intrigued at the different little knick knacks scattered all around. Maybe one of these days, I’ll figure you out.
“I’m sorry it’s taking me so long.” He turns his attention towards you and sees that you're digging through the cushions of your couch. “I can’t find my phone.”
“I’d say not, considering you left it in my car last night.” The blonde reaches into his coat pocket and pulls out the missing phone. “I was kind enough to charge it for you~”
“Thank you.” Doflamingo places the phone in your outreached hand and watches a panic expression paint your features. “Er-m.. did you see-”
“Did I see what?” He crosses his arms and acts puzzled, but he knows what was on your mind.
“Haha~nothing~” You laugh nervously and place the phone into the pocket of your skirt. “We better go! Like you said, we have places to be~”
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The car ride to work was rather peaceful and quiet beside Doflamingo’s occasional, but understandable road rage. But you noticed he has driven past the turn off for work. “Where are we going?”
“I’d say it's a surprise, but you’ll know the second you see that hideous pyramid.” Doffy sneeres.
There was only one building in Grand Line City that could fit his unfavorable description. “Rain Dinners?”
“You’re unfortunately correct.” His index finger rises from the steering wheel, pointing towards the building in the distance.“Me and your dear old boss have a meeting, I’ll need you to take notes for me.”
“Okay.” A sense of nostalgia washes over you seeing the bright, neon lights decorating the building flicker. It’s been a long time…
While finishing up college, you accepted an internship at the Rain Dinners in the casino’s accounting department. You were so nervous at first, but you eventually started excelling, even going as far to plan up a way to more efficiently handle the casino’s revenue. This caught the eye of the owner/CEO, Crocodile, or better known by his alias, Mr. Zero.
He took you under his wing and taught you a lot of skills that you use to this day. A few weeks before you were set to graduate, he even approached you and offered you a job.
With the finish line in sight and a promised job in the company you loved, you were certain the beginning of your career was set in stone. But before you could reach the checkered flag, a feather landed at your feet.
‧₊˚✧[Flashback]✧˚₊‧
You were taking a leisurely walk around the casino, but stopped seeing a small feather laying on the ground. At first you didn’t think anything of it and assumed it had fallen off one of the burlesque show girl’s uniforms, but then again, their feathers were not pink. Weird.
After taking a few more steps, you stumbled across another one. Is there a flamingo on the loose? One by one you followed the mysterious trail of feathers until you ended up in front of the V.I.P elevators where a tall, blonde man stood, tapping his foot on the ground.
Right off the bat, you noticed the fluffy, pink parka adorning the man's shoulders. That explains a lot. Before you could approach the stranger he spoke up as if he already knew of your presence. “I take you're the cute and talented intern that bastard keeps raving about?”
“Perhaps.” You chuckled and held up the collected wad of feathers. “And you must be the runaway flamingo.”
“Perhaps.” The man returned your playful tone and turned around to face you. “I’m Heavenly Demon.”
“I’m Angel.” You took his outreached hand and responded with the alias Crocodile gave you. “Nice to meet you.”
“Likewise~” His large hand engulfed yours as the elevator door opened. “Care to join me?”
“Sure, my break is about over anyway.” You stepped into the elevator, followed by the man. “What floor do you need, Heavenly Demon?” You asked while clicking the button for the revenue department on the 21st floor.
“Whatever floor that insufferable Mr. Zero is on.” The blonde grumbled while leaning up against the elevator wall.
“That would be the 20th floor.” I’m starting to think they don’t like each other. You pressed the button for the floor and walked over to the opposite side.
“Angel…” The blonde hummed, turning his attention towards you. “What’s your real name?”
“I’m..” You stopped yourself midway remembering the strict policy Mr. Zero had on real names. “I can’t tell you, and considering you are using an alias as well, I’m sure you know why…”
“What an obedient girl you are~” A smirk grew on his face as he lifted himself from the elevator wall. “But I will say, he could have picked a better one besides "Angel "." The breath in your throat hitched seeing his large form looming over yours. “In my eyes, “Mouse” would suit you more~”
“R-eally?” The word embarrassingly stumbled from your lips as you met your frazzled expression in the red lens of his strange sunglasses. “Why’s that?”
“Because you're timid~” The smirk on his handsome face widened as he slotted a long leg in between yours. “But something tells me that could change..” Your heart pounded against your chest while your skirt slowly rolled up your legs with his movements. He then swooped down to the corner of your neck, bringing his lips directly against your ear and in a deep whisper- “In the presence of a cat~” The suggestive words and the way his hot breath tickled your sensitive skin had your mind melting, but the racy moment was cut short when the elevator stopped on the 20th floor. “I’ll see you around, little mouse~”
Oh. My. As the doors began to close, you grabbed the metal railing to keep from falling. You took in deep breaths and looked up to catch one last glimpse of him. You’ve never been one to get bewitched easily, especially by a very forward stranger. So it was almost maddening how the charming blonde took a mere ten minutes to get you complete and utterly under his trance. Who was he?
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It had been two weeks since your encounter with the Heavenly Demon and he managed to plagued your thoughts morning, noon and night. You tried to do some digging around in hopes of finding out who he was, but came up empty handed. I need to quit thinking about him.
In order to clear your mind for the sake of getting work done, you took a break and went down to the casino’s gift shop for some snacks. You grabbed a bag of chips and a drink before running across a small rack of stuffed animals. The fluffy assortment was decorated like your average gambler, with tacky Hawaiian shirts, Margarita glasses and of course a fake wad of cash.
But one of them was different from the rest. It was a small flamingo wearing a pair of sunglasses. You picked it up with your free hand and instantly thought of the pink pile of feathers along with the man they came from. “It’s kinda funny.” You mumbled to yourself taking a closer look at the plush. Although the glasses weren't the exact same as the mans, the vibe however, was. “You remind me of him.”
“Of who?” A deep voice spoke against the shell of your ear, causing you to surge forward, almost knocking over a keychain rack in the process. “We meet again-” A gloved hand held a firm grip on your forearm, keeping you from doing so. “Little mouse~” The second you heard that strange nickname you knew it could only be one person.
“Hello, Heavenly Demon.” As glad as you were to see him again, you were also embarrassed it had to be under these circumstances.“Thank you.” You gave him an appreciative smile as you regained your footing. “I apologize in advance, Mr. Zero isn’t here at the moment.”
“I’m actually not here to see him, I’m here for you.”
“For me!?” He confirms with a smug nod. “Um- why?” You were of course flattered, but it was still a little strange that he would make a special trip just to see you.
“Well I heard you were graduating soon.” He crossed his arms and leaned up against the shop's walls. “And I wanted to ask if you’d taken any jobs into consideration.”
“I am and I have, Mr. Zero has actually offered me a full-time job here.” It was the only job you had been offered and in all reality you had full intentions of taking it, so you didn’t feel the need to job hunt any further. “Why do you ask?”
“Well, I have a vacant position open.” The blonde reached down into his suit pocket. “Take this~” He slid a business card into your blouse pocket before taking the drink, chips and stuffed flamingo from your hand. “Friday at noon.” He turned around and walked up to the cashier. Is he going to?
“Oh you don’t have to-”
“Think of it as an early graduation gift.” Before you could utter another word, both your snacks and the plush were paid for and placed in your hands. “And before I leave.” He leaned down, cupping a large hand around your ear.“I wanted to say Y/N is a beautiful name.” And with the Heavenly Demon left you both confused and curious.
How’d he know my real name? The thought didn’t linger too long remembering he placed a card in your pocket. Upon pulling it out you learnt that his real name was Donquixote Doflamingo. No way! Anyone who lived in Grand Line City would know that name, especially since the man practically owned half of it!
But even with his name being well renowned, very little was known about him from the public eye. You wanted, no, you needed to learn more about the man, so you made plans to meet with the one who knows all.
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“Excuse me, Mr. Zero” You knocked on his half open office door, gaining his attention. “Can I talk to you?”
“Of course you can.” He waved you in, motioning you to the seat across from him. “What’s on my Angel’s mind?”
“Not so much a what, as it is a who.. Donquixote Doflamingo..” The second you said his name, Crocodile’s eyes widened. “Can you tell me about him?”
The man hesitated at first, but broke his silence with a sigh. “I’ve known him for a long time and I’ll just say his reputation isn’t exactly the best.” Crocodile grimaced while placing a fresh cigar in between his lips. “Why do you ask?”
“I’ll tell you..” You said, giving him a sheepish smile. “But promise you won’t get mad at me?”
“I don’t believe I could ever be mad at you.” Crocodile blew out a puff of smoke while relaxing back in his chair. “Go on Angel.”
“Before I say this, just know I haven’t made any final decisions.” You swallowed the lump in your throat before continuing. “The other day, Mr. Donquixote invited me to his office for an interview, and I think I’ll go.”
“Did he now?” The cigar in his hand almost snapped in half as the man growled. “I’ll admit I’m not exactly thrilled, but I’m also not surprised. You're both a smart and beautiful girl, so I could understand why he’d come after you.” He took one last drag before sitting the cigar in the small ashtray on the desk. “If for some unfortunate reason you take his job, just know whatever happens, you’ll always have a place here.”
“Thank you Mr. Zero.” You felt relieved knowing that to an extent, you had his grace.
‧₊˚✧[Flashback End]✧˚₊‧
As Doflamingo gave the valet his key, you waited in your seat for him to open your door. But before he could, another man beats him to it. “It’s been far too long Angel.” The familiar smell of cigars fills your nostrils as you take the man's outreached hand.
“Hello Mr. Zero, it's good to see you again!” You give him a wide smile as he helps you from the car. “How’s business go-” The words die in your throat and you jump slightly in place hearing the car door slam shut.
“You’re ill mannered as always-” Looking over your shoulder, Crocodile’s pleasant expression turns into one that holds both respect and contempt. “Heavenly Demon.”
“Fufufu~ I wouldn’t know what you're talking about, Mr. Zero.” Doflamingo arms hooks around your shoulder, pulling you to his side. “As much fun as I’m having looking at this geometrical eyesore, I’d like to get this show on the road sometime in the near future.”
“What a pity, I was about to suggest we have a little pleasure before business.” Crocodile shrugs his shoulders and turns around to walk towards the entrance.
“Is that so?” You look up and see the cocky smirk growing on Doffy's lips, that alone lets you know he was intrigued. “What exactly did you have in mind?”
“How does a game of roulette sound, Heavenly Demon?”
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This is going to be interesting. You watch the two men take a seat at the roulette table before going to get one of your own, but your boss obviously has a different seating arrangement in mind as he pulls you into his lap. Not that you really mind, in all honesty it was quite nice, but you also realize he’s doing it just to show you off, ultimately treating you like a shiny accessory.
“Place your bets gentlemen.” The game attendee calls out.
Doflamingo places a huge stack of chips on all of the even numbers, while Crocodile lays an equally huge amount on all of the odd numbers.
“Let’s begin.” The host drops a small, white ball on the wheel before turning it counterclockwise.
Considering you’ve worked for both of them, you knew how much Doflamingo and Crocodile liked to gamble. Needless to say they are each experts in the sleight of hand arts, but roulette was a game of pure chance. And with the way they placed their bets, the odds of winning were at a balanced 50/50.
With each spin of the wheel, you kept a mental note of how many times each man has won. Right now, Crocodile’s won 10 times, and Doflamingo has won 11.
“Gentlemen, this will be the last spin.” As the attendee turns the wheel, Crocodile leans over and whispers something in Doflamingo’s ear. You try to make out what they're saying, but can’t, thanks to the loud clacking of the roulette wheel.
“So what do you say?” As Crocodile pulls away grunting those words, the man holding you tenses up. “Don’t tell me your-”
“I’m in.” Doflaimgo spoke up while tightening his arm around you. What’s going on? You feel a bout of anxiety brewing in your chest as the ball slows down once more.
*Click* *Click* *Click* …….
“What will our last winning number be, gentlemen.” The host cheers as the ball comes to its last stop. “21!” Both an odd number and number heavily associated with sin.
“Looks like I win, Heavenly Demon.” You look over at Crocodile who was lighting up a victory cigar. “Today must be my lucky day~” His eyes narrow in on you, giving you a subtle wink. “Let’s go do some business, shall we?” Once again, Doflamingo’s entire body tenses under you. Something’s not right…
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As you left the casino floor, the blonde grew eerily quiet with the exception of him popping his jaw or cracking his knuckles, actions he did when he was super, super angry. But it makes sense in a way taking into account he's a sore sport, but losing has never made him act quite this strange.
“I think we’ll conduct our little meeting in the V.I.P conference room.” Crocodile spoke as you stepped into the elevator. “You haven't seen it before, have you Angel?”
“I don’t think so.” You’ve been in almost every room at the Rain Dinners, but the one he’s speaking of was strictly for the elite members. In order to even get to it you need a special card, something you as an intern never had. But you’ve heard rumors that made you curious~
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After the short elevator ride you followed behind the two men into the meeting room. At first it was hard to see much due to the only lights illuminating the room being deep hues of indigo and cobalt, but you were quick to learn that this wasn’t just some “meeting room”.
None of the rumors you heard mentioned walls decorated with erotic art, whips, handcuffs and a bunch of other kinky stuff that both scare and excite you. I’m starting to think I’m not just here for notes..
“What do you think, Angel?” Crocodile asks while walking towards the chaise lounge that sat in front of a large, leather sectional. “Quite the “conference room”, wouldn't you say?”
“Yeah..” This is a literal sex dungeon.. help…
“I’m sure you noticed we made a “special bet”.” You nod with a raised brow. “You were that bet.” WHAT?! In your mind you were thinking they had placed a bet on a business deal or something to that extent, but hearing it was you the whole time…. “And since I won, I get to keep you to myself.. for a little while at least.” Crocodile smirks at you while parting his legs, a gesture you knew meant “come here.”
“Wai-!” You couldn't even finish your sentence before blood began to rush to your cheeks. Unlike with Doflamingo, when you were Crocodiles intern, you were just that. Nothing sexual. He really agreed with this? While you try to process the shock you were feeling, you look over at Doflamingo. In the contract he made it very, VERY, clear that no one else could touch you.
“Sir..” You whisper low enough so he was the only one who could hear you. “What do you really want me to do?” You knew he was way too stubborn and prideful to run from a bet. But bet or not, you weren't going to do something that would make him uncomfortable. “If you’re not th-”
“Shut up.” Doffy rudely cuts you off before walking over to the sectional across from Crocodile. “In case I haven’t told you croco boy, my little whore’s been somewhat of a bad girl here recently~” His snarky attitude comes back to life as one long leg crosses over another. “So don’t feel the need to hold back.” Your feet froze to the floor feeling the icy gaze hidden behind his glasses zero in. “Go on slut, do what you do best~”
You hesitate for a second, feeling uneasy about the situation, but you see the iconic “do it, or there will be hell to pay” look on his features. I guess this is really happening.
With each step, you feel more and more nervous, asking yourself is this really okay? Sure you find Crocodile very attractive, and you did have a teensy tiny crush on him at one point, but something about this feels wrong.
“Angel..” As you step in between his parted legs, his right hand gently grabs one of yours. “Are you okay with this?”
You still don’t know the answer to that, so out of good measure and respect, you turn your head and encounter Doflamingo’s illegible expression. You put yourself into his shoes and immediately feel your stomach drop at the thought of another woman touching him. But with a stern nod of his head, his answer still remained the same.
“Yes, I’m okay with this.” You turn your attention back to the man waiting for your approval.
“Good.” Crocodile gently pulls you further in between his legs. “We can stop at any time, okay?” You nod as his hook starts caressing your side. “And since you call that bastard sir, why don’t you call me what you did that one time~”
That one time? What he said confused at first until you remembered the little slip up you had. Oh..that. To make a long story short, you accidentally addressed him as “Daddy”, and it's now very clear that he took and ran with it. “Okay daddy.”
“That’s a good girl.” Crocodile flesh hand joins in caressing up and down your sides. “My, good girl.” It felt illicit, but hearing the gruff tone of his praise sent pleasant shivers down your spine. It had been far too long since you’ve heard any (considering in Doflamingo’s eyes you were practically always a “bad girl”), you forgot just how much you loved it. “Now let’s take these off.”
His right hand slides down to the zipper at the side of your skirt before finding the small metal clasp, slowly bringing it down until the garment falls onto the shag carpet below. “How cute.” Your thighs squeeze together from feeling him toy with the ribbon decorating the top of your lingerie bottoms. “I think I’ll keep these on you for now, but I want you to take everything else off for me.”
Your unsteady hands come up to the first button on your blouse. One by one you manage to unfasten them but halt halfway down feeling the silky fabric of your panties press up against your clit.. “Mhm~”
“My, what a sweet sound.” Crocodile chuckles as his smooth hook grinds up and down your slit. “Keep going princess.” With guilty pleasure starting to cloud your mind, you struggle, but manage to work off the last few buttons, letting the garment fall down your shoulders. You then bring your hands behind your back to unclasp your bra before taking it off and throwing it down into the small pile on the floor.
“Beautiful.” The man whistles while raking his sharp every over inch of your form. “Absolutely beautiful.” A bashful smile forms on your lips from both hearing and seeing his adoration for you. “Tell me sweet girl?” His hand comes down to his right thigh, patting it a few times. “Are you going to do everything daddy says?”
“Yes daddy~” You husk before obeying his gesture, straddling yourself over his thigh. “I will.” You lower your clothed core until it becomes flush with the taunt muscles under his slacks.
“That’s what I like to hear.” His lips press up against your forehead before he pulls something out of his suit pocket. “Lay forward.”
You follow his instruction and lean until your upper body meets the couch, leaving your lower half still straddled and bent over his leg. The position was making you a little nervous considering you couldn’t see either man let alone what they were doing, not to mention this was a position Doflamingo typically put you in for the sole purpose of spanking. You're really hoping, considering the man holding you has thick rings decorating his fingers, that it's not the case.
You hear a small click as Crocodile's hook slips under the slit of your panties, pulling them to the side. A thick, cold substance comes into contact with your clit, causing your thighs to tremble from the sensation.
“You're squirming that much all over a little lube?” Crocodile's teasing tone sends even more blood pumping to your cheeks. “How precious~” You stifle a moan, feeling the pads of his fingers slowly circle around your clit, delicately massaging the lube into it and the sensitive, surrounding area.
“Are you deaf or something?” For the first time in a while, Doflamingo speaks up, sounding rather annoyed. “The slut needs to be punished, not spoiled.” Right now, you would have to disagree. After dealing with harsh punishments the last three days, you are more than ready to be “spoiled.”
“No, I heard you.” As Crocodile responds, his fingers work down to the wet entrance of your core. “But I have a hard time imagining this sweet princess doing something deserving of a punishment.”
“Mhm..” You groan and wiggle your hips, feeling his fingers rub and tease only the outside before they glide down to do the same to your tight ring of muscles, spreading the mix of your arousal and the lube.
“Is that so?” Doflamingo replies with a scoff. “The “sweet princess” your speak so highly of sent me pictures of her sloppy cunt every two seconds while I was away on business last week, not to mention she’s just a disobedient brat in general.”
“What do you think about all of this, do you really think you deserve more punishment?” His cool hook pats your behind, beckoning you to respond
“No daddy I don’t~” The cushion below you muffles your words as his fingers come back up to circle directly on your clit, giving you the friction you so desperately wanted. “Sir has already been mean enough to me.”
“Mean enough?” You didn’t need to see Doflamingo to know his face was turning blood red at your declaration. “You just wait, little girl, I’ll really show you ‘mean enough.” His threat sends a chill down your spine, but at least for now you are in safe hands.
“And if I do say so myself, she's anything but disobedient and I’ll prove it.” Crocodile pipes in while retracting his fingers, causing you to whine. “Princess, don’t speak or move unless I say so.”
“Okay daddy~”
“Now let's talk business.” Crocodile and Doflamingo begin to talk about partnering up and you lay still as a stone. After a while you got bored of hearing them bicker and found yourself ready to doze off, but before you could drift to sleep you started feeling strange down below…
There was a new tingling sensation on your clit that felt as if someone was petting it with a soft brush. It was pleasant and aroused you even more, but the feeling was beginning to spread down to your entrance and… wait..Your eyes widened realizing it was following the pattern in which Crocodile touched you.
Fuck. It was becoming very clear that the proclaimed ‘lube’ wasn't just that. Oh fuck. You bite down hard on your bottom lip as the tingling sensation turns into a dull burn. FUCK. As the minutes passed, the dull burn turned into a prominent one that made it hard for you to keep still.
You try to focus on something else, but the fire in between your legs is growing hotter and hotter, demanding every ounce of your attention. But just when you thought it couldn’t get any worse, it did.
Oh no.. There was no stopping the twitching muscles in your thighs, it was completely out of your control all thanks to the ticklish, itching sensation spreading from your clit to your ass.
“What did I tell you, Heavenly Demon?” Crocodile's hands come down to the globes of your ass, spreading them to expose your drenched and irritated pussy to the man sitting across. “She’s a good girl.” His leg bounces up slightly, bringing your enraged bundle of nerves so close to the fabric of his pants that it’s taking every ounce of your will not to grind down for the sake of relief.
“Fufufu~ I don’t believe I’ve ever seen her pussy be quite that red and swollen before~” Hearing Doflaimgo’s deep taunt made you hyper aware that he was watching everything. “What was in that little bottle of yours?”
“An aphrodisiac, a strong one at that.” You figured that’s what it was, but you still feel betrayed considering you thought Crocodile was on your side, but then again he and Doflamingo are cut from the same fabric, just in different patterns. “It’s surprising she’s been able to last this long...” His fingers dive back in between your legs to glide up and down your throbbing slit, but quickly pull away before you could get your fix. “I’m sure she’s quite miserable.”
“Please!” You cry out, feeling your mind and body slipping into the rabbit hole of desperation. “I can’t take it anymore!” No longer caring about the repercussions, you grind your clit down on his leg. “Make it go away!”
“Make what go away?” Crocodile “innocently” cooes while grabbing your hips. “We can’t help you if you don’t tell us.”
“The itching!” You wail. “It's so bad, please.”
“And what do you want us to do?” Your eyes roll into the back of your head as Crocodile bounces his leg up and down to bump against your clit. “Use your words.”
“Oh fu..” Your pleasure filled brain can only think of one thing that could satisfy the need in between your legs. “Daddy, Sir.. please fill me up, ‘need your cocks.”
“No, you don’t deserve it.” Doflamingo shot down your request just as quickly as you spoke it. “Unlike someone else, I know how to properly punish brats like you.”
“Sir you don’t understand!” You lift your upper body up from the chaise and grind down even harder on Crocodile’s leg. “See, look at how desperate I am~”
“I honestly don’t care.” Despite the lewd display you were putting on, the blonde's iron fist of punishment still isn't shaken. “You haven’t earned my cock, therefore you're not going to get my cock.” Frustrated tears roll down your face as you slam face first back into the cushions. “Cry all you want, it won’t change anything.”
“I knew you were cruel, but just look at the poor girl.” Crocodile picks you up and moves your body so you're sitting up right in his lap, facing Doflamingo. “Can you really say no to this?” His hook comes under your jaw, helping you keep your limp head up.
Doflamingo sneers seeing that your face perfectly matches the wet, flushed mess in between your legs. You looked like you were on a completely different planet with your tongue lolled out, drool dripping from your lips that were babbling incoherent pleas and then your watery eyes that could barely hold focus.
The sadistic man was absolutely eating the scene up, but as bad as he hates to admit, Crocodile did have a point. You were so pathetic with want, but lucky for you his cock had been straining against his pants for so long, he decides to give in just this once~
“If you want fucked oh~so~ bad, I will.” You sob out a weak ‘thank you’ seeing Doffy approaching you. “I’ve been wanting to stretch your little ass out for awhile now anyways.” His devilish long tongue swipes across his bottom lip as he plays with the zipper on his pants. “But I’m not going to prep you~” Prep or no prep, you didn’t even care, you just needed it. “Open up wide slut~”
“Yes sir.” You barely get the chance to part your lips before Doflamingo pulls his dick out and shoves it to the very back of your throat, causing you to gag around it.
“Since you're taking the back..” The man holding you brings his hand back in between your legs and slowly begins to tease small circles around your clit. “I assume I get to take this pretty pussy?” Crocodile’s hand trails down to your weeping entrance, slowly shoving two fingers in.
“Do what you want, just wrap it up.” Doflamingo scowls at the man while looking down at you, struggling to take his cock with a painfully wide mouth and hollow cheeks. “That’s right little slut, slobber as much as you can~” He balls his hand into your hair and thrusts even harder into your throat. “It's the only lube your going to get~”
“Don’t worry baby, daddy will make sure you're ready.” You tremble with dissatisfaction feeling his thick fingers leave your aching core before they glide down to your rear. “Relax for me.” You breathe through your nose and try your best to not tense up as he slowly works a finger in. “It will feel good, you just need to get used to it.” At first the sensation was strange, but by the time he worked a second finger in, you were starting to feel good. But it just wasn’t enough to satisfy the deep desire, you need much more. “Are you ready?”
“Of course she is.” Doflamingo’s blonde pubes tickle against your nose one last time before he abruptly pulls out with a thick string of your saliva attached to his pretty pink tip. He then rips your panties off and pulls you out of Crocodile's lap by hooking both arms under your knees, bringing your sweat covered back against his clothed abs. “I bet you're wondering how it’s going to fit?” Feeling his saliva coated tip smack against your semi dilated hole made you wonder the same thing. “You know what they say~ His hands tighten around your knees as he adjusts your position. “There's only one way to find out~”
Fuck! Your mouth falls open in a silent scream feeling Doflamingo abruptly slam his entire length into your virgin ass. “S’ big.” Your head falls back onto his chest as you fight to adjust to his size. “S’ good.” Although the pain was very present, so was the pleasure.
“Such a beautiful expression.” Through blurry vision you watch Crocodile pull his cock out. It was both fortunately and unfortunately massive in both length and girth with an up curve that you know is going to absolutely wreck you. “I wonder what it's going to look like when we're done?” He pulls a condom out from his pocket and rolls it on before finding your vacant hole. “Do you think you can handle it?”
“Yes~” You moan out, feeling the tip of his cock stretch your entrance. “I can~” He slowly fills your body's empty space, grazing over your g-spot and finally bottoming out against your cervix. “Oh fu~” Tears roll down your face from the stinging satisfaction of being so full and sandwiched between the two men.
“Look at you, taking us so well.” Crocodile grabs your limp hand and brings it down to the sweaty skin of your stomach so you can feel the way your body’s being split apart by two large cocks. “You’re such a good girl.”
“You’re such a good girl.” Doffy mocks the praise against your ear while dragging his length out of your rear. “You want to know what you really are?” Once again he slams back in, leaving you delightfully breathless. “A cock hungry slut, that’s what.”
“A-h!” You mewl, sending drool trickling from your lips, down to the valley of your breast.
“What a lovely mess you are.” You meet Crocodile's deep, lusty gaze as he licks the stray saliva off of your skin. “Does it feel good?” He slowly pulls out of your front, letting the head of his cock gloss over your pulsing walls.
“Yes, s’good, but I need more.”
And more is what you got.
Both men start fucking into you fast, hard, and in perfect sync, but unlike Crocodile’s precise, strokes, Doflamingo’s had a brutal, animalistic undertone as if he were attacking you. But it felt so damn good. Everything felt so damn good.
You don’t know if it's from the aphrodisiac or just the fact that they were filling you to the very brim, but both sets of your walls felt like one giant sweet spot and with each time their hips snap into you, you were being sent dangerously close to the edge.
You look down and watch your tummy jolt with each of their deep thrusts. Is this heaven or hell? At this point you don't even know. You were teeter tottering on the verge of losing both your consciousness and sanity, the only thing keeping you from doing so are the soft lips praising you on how good of a girl you were being in your right ear, and the sinful, degrading tongue calling you nothing but a dumb, sloppy whore in the left.
“Are you getting close princess?” Crocodile gains your attention by bringing his thumb down to your neglected bundle of nerves, rubbing it in fast circles. “You must be considering how tight you're getting around daddy’s cock~” You shake your head feeling the band in your abdomen ready to snap.
“Sir, daddy~” You lean forward and wrap your arms around Crocodile's neck for stability. “M’ cumming!” The vision behind your eyes turns white as you reach your climax, causing both men to let out a deep groan from the way your holes pulse and constrict around them.
“So tight.” Crocodile hisses against your ear while picking up his pace. “I won’t last much longer.”
“Lucky little whore.” You yelp as Doflamingo pulls you back against him with his sharp teeth biting into the skin of your neck. “I’m going to fill this useless hole of yours up to the brim.”
The men thoroughly fuck you through your high and reach their own by slamming balls deep into your abused holes. For a few minutes neither of them moved, that was until Doflamingo pulled out, taking a thick rope of cum with him.
Crocodile takes you from the blonde’s hold and pulls out gently before carrying you over to the chaise. “You did such a good job Angel.” He lays you down on the soft cushions and starts taking the full condom off of his softening length. “How do you feel?”
“M’ tired.” Along with your drooping eyes, a faint yawn leaves your lips, showing the fatigue you feel. “And thirsty.”
“Let me go get you some water from my office.” He gives your tousled hair a few pats. “I’ll be back shortly.”
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That was something... Although you had fun getting turned into a Y/N panini by the two businessmen, it had to be the most intense thing you’ve ever experienced both mentally and physically. It was mind boggling how you went from feeling so complete and full, to now feeling like a hollowed out shell.
Alongside the emptiness was a feeling of shame and guilt. Shame that you enjoyed it and guilt that another man touched you. “Sir.” You look at him while calling out, but he ignores you. “Are you angry with me?” His silence spoke for him. “I’m sorry.” There is nothing you hate more than knowing that Doflamingo was genuinely upset and displeased with you. It gave you a sinking feeling that you could compare to receiving a bad grade on something you worked really hard for. “I’m so sorry.” With tears running down your face, you force yourself to stand up on wobbly legs in order to make your way over to him. “Sir, please-”
“Kneel.” Doflamingo spat while giving you a disappointed frown.
“Yes sir.” Wanting to get back on his goodside, you obey. For a few seconds he just looks at you, but then suddenly cups your cheek in his large hand. You look up at him with a weak smile and nuzzle into his palm, enjoying the comfort you so desperately needed. “Thank you.” With the kindness he has shown you recently, you were expecting him to pull you into arms next, or maybe he would praise you on how good of a job you did. But you should have known better, because the devil doesn't hand out halos, does he?
“So tell me..” Before you have the chance to react, his hand rears back, striking you across the face. “Was that “mean enough” for you?” He mocks your earlier remark with a cold, bitter tone.
“Sir..” Your shaking hand comes up to your throbbing cheek. “I’m sorry for saying that, but I did everything else right, didn’t I? I was good..”
“Good?” The blonde laughs at you while smooshing both of your cheeks together. “Your “daddy” may not know any better, but I do.” His hand comes down the “collar” around your neck, tugging you forward. “You're just a whiny little slut, a messy one at that.” He motions down to the blotches of white falling from your ass and onto the floor below. “Now, I’m going to go grab something to fix that problem ~”He stands up from the couch. “And when I get back, that floor better be clean.”
As he walks over to the toy filled wall, you frantically look around for something, anything to clean the puddle up with, but nothing is in reach. Leaving you with only one choice. Carefully, you bend your upper body down to the floor and loll your tongue out, gathering some of the salty substance on the muscle before swallowing. It was disgusting, humiliating, downright dehumanizing, but you were going to do whatever it takes to get back on his good side.
“Fufufu~” Hearing his laugh coming from right above you, your eyes widen with panic seeing that some of the white liquid is still on the floor. “Despite typically being a useless slut-.” His overwhelming, domineering shadow was cast over you. “You’ve actually made my job a lot easier so to say by already being bent over~”
“A-h.” Feeling something cool and metallic prod at your leaking ring of muscles, your body quivers, almost sending you face first into the floor.
“Would you look at that?” Without warning, the object was shoved in all at once, causing you to wail from the stretch. “I think it suits you perfectly~” Along with the object, something soft was brushing up against your sensitive parts. “Considering your lapping up your master's leftovers right off the floor like the dumb dog you are.” You look in between your legs and see a fuzzy tail.
“No I’m not!” You bite back, and instantly regret it hearing the man tsk.
“You stupid, stupid girl.” Doflamingo instantly retaliates by tugging up on the tail, forcing you up to your knees. “Will you ever learn?” He bends down in front of you, showing off three clamps in the palm of his hand. “Maybe these will help.” To your horror, they had ball weights at the end of them. “Afterall, pain is a quick teacher.”
“N-o.” You shake your head and try to squirm away seeing the two of the clips closer and closer to your nipples. “D-”
“It would seem you don’t like my idea of a lesson~” You tense up, feeling the cool metal brush up against both your areolas. “Too bad~”
“Sto-!” Before you could get the word out, Doffy releases his hold on the clamps, causing them to painfully pinch around your sensitive buds. “Fuck!”
“Watch your tongue.” Once again, his large hand meets your soaked cheek, sending even more tears to pool in your eyes. “Cursing isn’t very professional~ ” His long tongue swipes across his lips and he brings the third clam down in between your legs.
“Wai-!” You panic knowing exactly where the clamp was going. “Doff-“ He releases his hold on the clamp, sending painful shocks to your already stinging clit. “Sir, please, take them off, I’ll be good!” Between the tight pressure and the weighs dragging the buds down, it was painful and not in a sexy, fun way.
“If you keep talking, I’ll put one on your tongue.” The threat shuts you up quickly. “Hmm, I wonder what would happen if we put more of this down here?~” Wait, no.. You see him grab a small bottle and make the horrific guess that it was the stimulant Crocodile used earlier. “Lay down and spread.” He clicks the cap open and pours a goop of it onto his fingers.
Knowing that both your breaking mind and your drained body couldn’t handle feeling that miserable again, you dig your knees into the floor and begin to inch away from him. “Sir please. You can spank me a hundred times or edge me a thousand, just please not that.” This entire time you’ve kept thinking if you could endure this, if you could deal with the pain, maybe he would be sweet to you. But it’s become very apparent, you are not going to get that, not any time soon.
“Is that so?” With each of your pathetic movements, his malicious smile grew wider and wider. “I was going to do all of that anyways~”
Stop. Your chest vibrates from your heart pounding against it, your ears ring from the blood pumping adrenaline and cortisol throughout your body. I can’t do it anymore. But no matter how hard you tried, your lips wouldn’t form words, only hiccups as you became frozen with a panic that left you completely at Doflamingo’s callous mercy. The only thing you could do now was slam your eyes shut as the gel covered fingers inch closer and closer.
Right when all of you hope ran out, the cold floor disappears and is replaced by something warm and strong. “Doflamingo!” You open your eyes and see Crocodile holding your body to his side. The sobs you held come back full force seeing that you were rescued and knowing that you were safe. “It’s okay, I’m here.” Crocodile scoops you up and carries you over to the sectional. “Take deep breaths.” He bends down in front of you and guides you through your panic attack. “That’s it, good girl.” His flesh hand smoothes up and down your calf muscles, helping ground you.
Gradually the pounding against your ribs mellowed out and your erratic breathing finally stabilized. “Thank you.” You rasp out. “I’m okay now.”
“Good, now drink this.” He holds the promised bottle of water up and you gladly downed the entire thing in a few gulps. “I’m going to take these off.” You wince as he removes the three, weighted clamps, but instantly feel relief as blood begins to flow back to the areas. “Want me to take that out too?” He gestures to the tail in between your legs and you nod. “Turn around and bend over for me.” You turn around on the couch and anchor your hands on the back.
“A-h!” You whimper feeling the bulbous head of what you now realize was a butt plug, stretching your sore rear one last time before it’s tossed to the side.
“There we go, all done.” Crocodile helps you back around and drapes you in his pelted fur coat. “Don’t worry, I won’t let him bother you anymore.” He gave you a reassuring smile before turning his attention to the blonde. “What the hell is wrong with you Doflamingo?” His calm demeanor disappears as he moves across the room to pull the blonde up by his suit vest. “Is scaring the poor girl into a panic attack your sick idea of a punishment?” You thought Doflamingo would bite back, but he didn’t. “If you have nothing to say for yourself.” Crocodile’s flesh hand pulls back and forms a fist. “Then maybe this will get you talking.”
The already unbearable tension in the room doubled and the steady heartbeat you worked so hard to achieve was starting to climb back up.“Stop fighting!” Both men tense up hearing you yell out. “I’ve been through enough today, I can’t handle any more.” They share a look with each other before letting go.
“We still have a few things to discuss business wise.” Crocodile grumbles and comes back over to sit down next to you, while Doflamingo sits back down on the chaise. “Let’s wrap this up.”
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Once again you found yourself listening to them do more arguing than business. Occasionally you would look at Doflamingo. What is wrong with you? You were now back in your right mind to realize that what just happened, was extremely messed up. To say he took things too far would be an understatement. There have been times like yesterday, where he went a little too far, but this…this was overboard, rock bottom even.
You recall an online article you read when studying up on dom/sub relationships that warned of something called ‘sub dropping”. There is no doubt in your mind, you had just experienced it for the first time and it was horrible and definitely something you never want to experience again.
In all honesty, you should have never got to that point in the first place. As you dom, Doflamingo should have seen the signs and put a stop to it, but he didn’t. For the first time ever, he had fully let you down, to the point you had to seek protection from another man.
A shiver tickles down your spine thinking about what would have happened if Crocodile didn’t rescue you when he did. Not only did he save you from experiencing that devilish lube again, he also calmly pulled you out of a dark place while giving you some of the comfort and aftercare that you so desperately needed. But. You pull the coat around your body and can’t help but wish it was pink and covered in soft feathers.
“Mr. Zero~” The conference room door opens, revealing a woman wearing nothing but a bikini. “I brought the liquor you requested~” In her hands was a large silver tray that had two bottles of amber liquid alongside a few glasses on it. “Heavenly Demon?” Her eyes immediately land on your boss.“It's so good to see you!” She squeals before making her way over to him. “It’s been so long~” She sits the tray down and jumps right into Doflamingo’s lap, making herself nice and cozy. “I missed you.”
What. You blink a few times to make sure you’re seeing what you’re seeing. The. The woman nuzzles her face into his check, smearing her thick make up on his skin. Hell.
“Likewise Cherry.” To your surprise, he welcomes her by hooking an arm around her, pulling her closer against his body. “Care to pour me a drink?”
“Of course~” You watch as she pours him a glass of the liquor. “Anything for my favorite guest.”
You didn’t personally know Cherry when you worked here, but you knew she’s one of Crocodile's errand girls and escorts. And it was quite obvious she and Doflamingo have a past.
“What a good girl you are, Cherry.” Doflamingo copies the praise you received earlier while giving the woman a kiss on the cheek. “Such a good girl~”
“You know how I am, Sir.” She straddles his lap and brings the drink up to his smirking lips. “Always eager to please~”
You couldn’t form a logical thought as jealousy, betrayal and sadness clash with one another in the very pit of your stomach. You chant over and over he’s mine, he’s mine. But you wonder if you even have the right to feel like this?
Although Doflamingo didn’t want anyone else to touch you, in the contract, nothing stated that he couldn't. Either way, seeing the display both upsets and angers you. Would it have been that hard to give you the same comfort and praise as he was giving this floozy?
“Who’s that?” Your coventonus eyes gain the attention of Cherry as she looks at you with both disgust and annoyance written on her face. “She keeps staring, it's freaking me out.” She wraps her arms tighter around the blonde as if she were afraid of you.
“Don’t worry about her, she’s nothing, just my toy.” Nothing? Toy? The harsh words from his lips made your already heavy heart drop. “Maybe if she was a good girl like you, I’d spoil her~.” Your brows furrow as he starts peppering kisses down your neck. Why? “Don’t look at me like that.” His arm wraps tighter around her petite frame as he looks at you from behind his glasses. “It’s not like I belong to you.”
That was the final straw. I’m leaving.
You go to stand up, but a hand on your forearm stops you. “Look at me Y/N.” You blink away the tears threatening to spill and look into Crocodiles eyes. “Are you okay?”
“No..” You shake your head. Far from it. “I’m not..”
“Sweetheart.” He gives you a remorseful look. “What can I do to help you?”
Back me up so I can beat his ass. Is what you want to say, but right now you are tired and still desperately in need of reassurance.“I just want held..” You look up at him with big, watery eyes. “If that’s okay..”
“Of course, come here.” For the second time today, the ever ruthless, uncaring, Doflamingo, drives you into the arms of another man.
“Mr. Zero..”
“Shh, I’ve got you.” You crawl into Crocodile’s lap and silently sob into his neck, taking in the oddly comforting smell of lingering cigar smoke. “It’s okay, let it out.” His hand rubs up down your back, while his hook keeps you in place. “He’s doing that just to hurt you, don’t let him win.”
“I know.” You mutter against his ear. “I just don’t understand why I deserve it.”
“You don’t understand, because you didn’t deserve it in the first place.” He softly replies. “Angel, you’ve been under that jackasses thumb for long enough, you need to-”
“Right there!” Cherry’s high pitched, girly giggles pull you away from the much needed pep talk. “Feels good~” Wait, is he? You lift away from Crocodiles chest and turn to see your worst nightmare was reality.
“Does it now~” Doflamingo had her back against his chest with her bottoms pulled to the side as he fingered her.
The knife in your back digs further into your flesh, to the point It made you nauseous. Cuddling and flirting was one thing, but touching her so intimately with the same hands that touch you.. You may be in the lap of another man yourself, but you would never be so disrespectful to the point you would touch Crocodile like that in front of Doffy.
“Angel.” Crocodile's hand gently turns your attention back to him. “It’s cruel, but that is who he really is.” You were realizing that before he spoke those words. “You’re wasting both your time and potential working under him.” Yeah, I know… “Come back to me. I’ll give you more opportunities and everything that he will not and will never give to you. And~” He winks at you as his hand slides from behind your back. “I can make you feel so good that you’ll forget about his lousy ass.”
“Mr. Zero...” You look up at him with tears stinging at the corners of your eyes. “I understand where you're coming from and I totally agree, but I...” Feeling his hand drop lower and lower, the guilt from earlier comes back. I can’t. You weren’t going to drop down that level of petty. I won’t. “I think-” The air in the room was becoming more and more suffocating. “I need to leave…”
“It’s okay.” You notice a glimmer of defeat in his eyes as he pulls his hand away and down to the pocket on his pants. “The platinum penthouse is vacant.” He spoke low against your ear while placing the penthouse key in your hand. “Stay as long as you need to.”
“Thank you.” You clutch the keycard while giving him one last hug, and, being the only man you felt cared about you, returns it. “I appreciate everything you did for me.”
“Please fuck me sir~” You get up from his lap and try to ignore the woman's wanton moans as you pick up and put your clothes back on. “Want you so bad~”
“Now, now Cherry.” Despite not wanting to, you turn around and see him looming over her with his hand on his zipper. “Be patient~”
Fuck it and fuck him. Your heels hit the floor so hard the sound was almost defining. Before you could think, blink or process, you were already in front of the Chaise, grabbing a fist full of Doflamingo’s suit jacket.“You bastard…” Something deep inside of you conjures enough power to sling him off of the woman and into the floor.
Your legs find either side of his large body before you crouch down.“How dare you, Doflamingo!” Out of anger, you rear your hand back, slapping the man across the cheek. “How dare you…” You lift up from him and come up to the diamond’s around your neck, pulling them off in one fatal tug. “I hope this makes it clear that this “toy” doesn’t belong to you either.. not anymore.”
“Here Cherry, it’s all yours.” You throw the necklace into the confused girl's lap. “He takes his coffee black, he shows only three emotions and I assure you this-” You meet his red lenses with tears rolling down your face. “He will only ever know how to hurt you.”
With that you left the room and the people in it, quiet and speechless.
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How ironic. As you key into the penthouse, you see the stinging red spot in the middle of your hand from where you slapped Doflamingo. Of course your attempt to get back at him ended up with you carrying the inflicted pain.
You kick your shoes off and pad over to the luxurious california king bed before letting your tired body be engulfed by it. Why did I fall in love with him? Why lie to yourself any longer, you were never falling in love with him, you’ve been in love with him from the very start. I’m so stupid. You curl into one of the pillows for comfort and think back on the many nights you stayed up imagining what it would be like if you and Doffy became a normal couple. The kind of couple who went on dates, who woke up next to each other, who loved each other.
What was I thinking? As much as you loved being his masochistic sub, before him you were just a normal girl who kicked her feet and giggled at a kissing scene in a movie. You loved the idea of love and you always dreamed of building a cute and meaningful relationship with someone, so you can't understand why you signed that stupid contract. Maybe, despite knowing deep down it never would, you thought you would end up charming him to the point he would fall head over oxfords for you. But you remember there were women before you who must have thought the same thing, and you're sure there will be women after you who will too.
You’ve learnt a disheartening, but valuable lesson today. Being with Donquixote Doflamingo was both excruciating and dementing. One day he gives you hope by calling you his wife and leads you on even more by buying you a pretty necklace, then the next day he puts you back into your place, giving you a harsh wake up call that he will never truly care about you, let alone love you, by pushing you to far and touching another woman right in front of you while reminding you of what you really are.
A toy.. At the end of it all, that's all you were. It’s just as he said, you didn’t own him and you never would in the same way he owns you. Barring you no longer having a “collar”, you were no different than a pet to him, his good obedient pet that no matter how badly he treated, would always come running back to him for more.
Not anymore. Today, you are putting an end to a war that you were doomed to lose from the declaration. And never again. Your white flag goes into the air, ending the confusing, vicious, one sided battle. It’s over…
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“Doflamingo I’ve had the unfortunate privilege of knowing you for a long time and I’ve never seen you lose your composure quite like *click* this..”
“I’m actually quite composed, gator boy.” Doflamingo held the man by the collar with one hand, while the other held a gun to his head. “But that will change if you don’t tell me where my little mouse scurried off to.”
“I already told you I don’t know.” Crocodile, despite being held at gunpoint, covers for you. “We’re obviously done here, you should leave.”
“I’m not going anywhere until you tell me where the hell she went.” After Doflamingo got over his initial shock, he ran after you, but your trail ran cold as if you disappeared into thin air. “Answer me or I’ll blow a hole in your head.”
“My answer remains the same.”
“If I find out you're lying….” He pulls his suit jacket to the side, putting the shiny pistol back in place. “Let’s just say I’m pretty confident that I could run a casino.” The blonde removes himself and walks towards the conference room exit.
“Don’t you think it’s about time?” Crocodile spoke up while fixing his disheveled scarf. “To let her go, that is..”
“Care to elaborate on that?” Doflamingo turns around and snarls, feeling angered by the suggestion.
“You know, most of your past PA’s, subs, whatever the hell they are to you, work for me now and they all said the same thing.” Crocodile huffs out while bringing a fresh cigar to his lips. “That you were cruel, heartless, overbearing.”
“What are you getting at?”
“Y/N is a talented, sweet, and bright girl whom you have stuck in your dark web.” A cloud of gray fills the stale air. “So do her a favor, and let her go.”
“You want to know what I think Mr.Zero?” Doflamingo looks over his shoulders and at the figure hazed over by the thick smoke. “You need to take your own advice.”
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Doflamingo left the casino and found himself in your apartment. He had a hunch that you wouldn't be here, but he still checked behind every door until he reached your bedroom.
He walked over and sat down on the neatly made bed, picking up the familiar pink flamingo in the process. A pleased smile quirks onto his lips seeing the matted fur, a sign that showed him just how much it meant to you.
The blonde lays the plush back into its rightful place before pulling his phone out. Where are you? On his screen was your bright smile from the picture he took yesterday. But that happy look was long gone and replaced by sadness and anger, all because of him. He will only ever know how to hurt you. Your words shook him and the very firm foundation he stood upon, but after what he just did to you, he could see why you said it.
I’m truely, a bastard. A painfully aware, bastard who realizes that what he did, was fucked up. Why would I do that when I..
Doflamingo never planned on having true, genuine feelings for anyone, but the second he saw you in the reflection of the elevator doors, holding up his fallen feathers as if fate had led you to him, that all changed.
The more he talked to you, the more he learned about you, he found himself becoming more “fond” of you. But he fought that feeling, stringed you into signing the contract and then treated you as if you were just another one of his submissive PA’s. He figured by doing so, he would get over the strange way you made him feel, but as time passed it seemed to get worse and worse.
And now as he sits on your bed, he realizes the iron wall guarding his heart cracked, leaving a small opening that only a mouse could mosy its way into. Damn that girl. He got up from the bed and made his way back to his car. I need to find her.
Doflamingo’s actions were petty, spiteful and very befitting of his cruel title of a man that can only hurt. He knew he pushed you too far yet again, he knew he was a asshole for punishing you so harshly and he knew that right now, you were somewhere alone and hurting, just because he wanted you to feel the same sinking feeling he did when he saw Crocodile touching you and giving you the comfort that he should have.
Do her a favor and let her go.
He knew Crocodile ran a good argument. If he keeps you, would he ever be able to bring you the same joy that you bring him? And most importantly, is he even capable of giving you that four letter word? He takes one last look at your picture on his phone screen and makes up his mind.
“Like hell I will, and like hell I will try.”
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You sat on the bed looking out the penthouse windows, admiring the way the evening sun illuminates the endless lines of skyscrapers. I better leave soon, you’ve been telling yourself this for hours, yet you didn’t move.
You’ve been lost in thought, thinking of what comes next. After spending the last year starring in fifty shades of pink with the tall, blonde version of Christian Grey (that crawled out of the deepest, darkest pits of hell), you were at a stand still.
It stings, but you know soon, Doflamingo would have another woman in your spot and his life would go on as if you were never in it. Why am I crying? You hold your palm up and watch the tears collecting on the skin. Was it because of the thought of him replacing you so easily? Maybe, but knowing that your time spent together probably meant so little to him..
It’s funny how determined you are to forget about him, yet here you are with sweet memories of him flooding your mind. Like the time you caught him stocking your desk drawer full of your favorite snacks when he thought no one was around, or the time he gave you a piggyback ride up the horrendous 44 flights of stairs when the elevator was out of order, and your favorite, the time he cheered you up on a bad day by tickling your ear with a pink feather. You’ll remember all the subtle, but nonetheless special things he did. But special or not, he was still cruel.
It will be okay Y/N..You know there is only one Donquixote Doflamingo and you have no doubt that you’ll compare every future partner to him. I just need to get through this. Right now it seems like your whole world is falling apart, but you know soon it will all be for the better. Because without Doflamingo in your life you-
Before you could finish the thought, the hotel room bursts open with a power that sends the decorative wall clock to the ground. You turn around and the very man you were thinking of, stood in the doorway with an eerie, unpredictable aura surrounding him.
“Doflamingo!?” You quickly stand up from the bed. How did he find me?
The melancholic air in the hotel shifts as he slams the door shut, locking it in place. Without uttering a word he took both his suit jacket and glasses off, placing them on the small desk by the entryway. You took a few cautionary steps back, but kept your composure knowing he was just trying to intimidate you.
Don’t let him win. You chant to yourself while he begins making slow, but long strides towards you. You can’t let him win. Once again you find yourself moving back until your body comes in contact with the windows. You were cornered with nowhere to run, but you weren't about to cower, no, you were going to stand tall and hold your ground firmly.
“You smell like cigars.” He spoke up, snarling through clenched teeth.
“You smell like tacky perfume.” Snapping back at him, you hold eye contact with his fierce crimson gaze and take a powerful step forward, showing him you weren’t afraid. “Now care to tell me why the hell you’re here?”
He didn’t answer and the room fell silent as you both stood off against one another in a battle of your hell bent anger vs his pure, unbridled rage.
“Strip, now.” His beautifully dangerous, sharp eyes narrow in on you.
“You have some audacity.” You cross your arms and reply with a blunt “No.”
“Excuse me?” Doflamingo’s hands slam down on the windows, resting on either side of your head.
“Despite what you may believe about yourself, you're still a human with two ears.” Even with the unease swirling in your chest, your words don’t falter. “So surely you heard me say no!”
“Oh I heard you, I just don’t care.” Doflamingo bends down until his hot breath is fanning your face. “Strip.”
“You’ll have to make me!” The fury swimming in his eyes turns feral at your poor wording Oops. “Wait-”
“Is that so?” You gasp as his large hands grab onto your blouse. “You want me to make you?” His long fingers thread into the empty spaces between the buttons.“Then I’ll fucking make you alright.” His brute strength rips the fabric like it were made of paper, sending buttons to scatter across the carpeted floor.
Before you could blink he took your skirt off just as easily, ripping a clean line right down the seam before tearing both your bra and underwear off. You try to bring your arms around your body to cover yourself, but one of his hands traps both of you together, slamming you back against the glass.
“I should take you right here.” He twirls your body around in his hold and presses you against the window, smooshing your breasts against the cool surface. “Show the whole fucking city who you belong to.” His knee comes in between your legs, knocking them apart before he grinds up against your bare core. You mewl as the soft texture of his dress pants slowly drags up and down your sensitive clit. “You must like that idea considering you're practically wetting yourself.” You look down and see the dark blotches where your growing arousal has soaked his pants.
“I was actually thinking about Crocodile before you came in here~”
“Were you now?” Both the lie and your breath get stolen from your lungs, feeling his knee apply even more pressure. “Maybe you should go work for that bastard.”
“Maybe I should!” You swallow a moan and meet his reflection in the glass. “Unlike you, he didn’t treat me like shit before touching another woman right in front of my eyes!” Your venom filled tone caught him off guard, giving you the opportunity to shimmy out and away from his hold. “I don’t know why you even bothered to find me, considering you see me as "nothing" and just a "toy ".”
“Y/N wait.” Upon hearing your words, both his demeanor and tone took a complete turn. “I need you to listen to me.”
“Why should I?” You slam your foot on the ground. “Listening to you has only gotten me hurt today.” You bite your trembling lip. “You know, before Crocodile ever laid a finger on me I was concerned about you…” Despite wanting to stay calm and cool, tears begin to roll down your face.“I put myself in your position and thought about seeing you with another woman and it absolutely crushed me, but you told me to do it and I did it because you are my dom and I trust you.” You wipe away your tears with the back of your hand. “I did everything you asked, but you, being you of course, felt the need to “punish me”.”
“Y/N…”
“Imagine if I slapped you twice, made you lick a gross floor, called you nothing and a toy while sitting in the lap of a stranger before looking into your eyes and saying I don’t belong to you…. It’s not a pretty picture, is it?” Your voice cracks. “I was so vulnerable and I needed you but...” Seeing his blank expression made the dizzying mix of emotions you were feeling come pouring out all at once.“Goddamn you Doflamingo, I hate you, I hate you!” You walk up to him and ball your fists in his button up, channeling your anger into the linen until your knuckles went pale. “I hate you so fucking much that I don’t understand why I love you!”
It's over now. You release his shirt and take a step back, while he looks down at you with shock written all over his face. “Don’t look so surprised, you heard me right…I love you.” You motion over to the door. “That means our contract is broken, so you should just leave..” This is goodbye. You step out of his way, clearing his path, but he doesn't move.
“It’s not broken quite yet.” In one quick motion, you find yourself back against the windows and under Doflamingo’s looming figure. “But tomorrow when we go into the office, it will be, because I’m going to rip it to shreds.” The intense red orbs no longer harbor the look of rage or confusion, instead you see something new. You were unsure what it was exactly, but It was soft and determined. “There’s no point in keeping it if both parties broke it.”
Both parties?? “What are yo..”
“I’m not done, little mouse.” He bends down, making his face level with yours. “I won’t make excuses, just know I am ashamed for both my actions and the fact that I failed you today.” In the time that you’ve spent with him, you’ve never heard his tone be so calm, so sincere. “And you’re not just my “toy”, you never really were.”
“Then what am I, your PA, your sub?” You clench your fist. “Just what exactly do you see right now?”
“You’re all of those things, but more importantly your Y/N.” His hands wipes the stray tears away from your face. “My Y/N.” There was no dark possessiveness laced in his words, they were spoken as a soft matter of fact. “I may not know much about love or romance, but I’m sure you can help me learn.”
“Say it..” You need to hear it, the three words that could clear the confusion clouding your mind. “I need to hear it from you, Donquixote Doflamingo.”
“Using my full name are we?” He smirks, pulling your trembling body closer to him. “I’m very fond of you..”
“Doffy..”
“I think very highly of you.”
“DOFFY!”
“You're not going to give up are you?” He chuckles while bumping his forehead against your own. “I love you Y/N.” In the moment after the confession, where his lips press against yours for the first time, despite the shattered clock still laying on the floor, time truly froze for you. “And for you-” His hands then trail down your sides and come around to pat your butt, singlining you to jump. “I’ll try to be a sweet and gentle lover.”
“I doubt you ripped my clothes off to be “gentle”?” You jump into his arms and cut him off with another kiss while bringing your hands down to free his erection. “What happened to showing this “whole fucking city” who I belong to, hmm?”
And just like that, you caused Doflamingo to completely lose his mind and composure. “My naughty girl.” He purrs against your ear and in one move, bottoms out in your soaked cunt, sending your eyes rolling into the back of your head. “Is that what you want?” His tongue licks up the side of your neck, leaving a trail of goosebumps to follow. “You want me to show you who owns you?”
“Yes!” You cry out as he sets a fervent but belligerent pace. “Oh fu~” Your arms hook around his neck. “S’ good~”
“Tell me something~” Without warning he pulls out and turns you around in his hold to face the window. “Do you think Crocodile could make you do this?” Your mouth gapes as he slams back in, continuing his relentless strokes. It didn’t take long to realize what he was asking. “Look at yourself.” You whimper seeing the reflection of your pussy squirting all over his cock. “My slutty little girl’s making such a mess.” With each of his hard, purposeful thrusts against your sweet spots, you gush even more and watch it trickle down to the window seal. “Now tell me, who do you belong to?”
“You!” You babble out, lost in the euphoria. “I belong to you Doffy!”
“Damn right you do.” He moves you away from the window and slams you down on the bed before slotting in between your legs. “And I’m going to make sure you never forget it.”
Sex with Doflamingo was always passionate and intense, but what you were experiencing right now was on a whole nother level. Your legs are folded against your body and both of his hands are wrapped around your throat, not in a way that choked you, but in a way that kept your eyes locked on his as he fucks you like the merciless, taker of a man he is.
“Did he fill you up like I do?”
“N-o ” You shake your head knowing nothing in this world could truly compare to Doffy's cock. “Oh fuck-” With the new position, it was absolutely rearranging your guts, no, your entire DNA so that it would be the only one to give you pleasure. “M gonna cum ~”
“Yeah?” You frantically nod your head as his thumb comes down to rub fast circles into your clit. “I’m going to fill your pussy up and send a picture to that bastard~”
“You’re wrong sir.” You rasp out meeting his confused expression. “It’s your pussy, I belong to you.”
“Fuck-” His deep voice growls against your ear. “That’s right~” His pace quickens, causing the band your abdomen to reach its breaking point. “My good girl knows her place~”
“Doffy!” You hear the lewd liquid sloshing out of you once more as you cum with his name falling from your swollen lips.
“Fuck Y/N-” Doflamingo follows right behind you with a low hiss of your name, filling you up with his hot, thick release.
“Wait.” He abruptly pulls out and gets up from the bed, causing a confused expression to paint your flushed face. “What are you doing?”
“Don’t worry about what I'm doing, worry about what I’m going to do.” He throws his shirt on the floor followed by his pants and boxers. “My precious girl~” He picks you up from the bed and slams you up against the wall. “I’m going to absolutely ruin you.” With a malicious smirk, he bottoms out into your twitching hole. “Lovingly of course~” He follows up, placing a sweet kiss on your forehead.
Doflamingo fucked you for hours. There wasn’t a surface or square foot of the penthouse without both of your sweat, cum or some form of body fluid tainting it. No matter how many times your perfect pussy tightened around him, no matter how many times he filled you up, he just couldn’t get enough of you. And judging from the bloody nail scratches on his shoulders/back, and the way you were babbling absolute nonsense, was all the proof he needed to know you felt the same.
The blonde moves back to the bed, sitting down with you in his lap. “Watch Y/N.” A large hand guides your gaze to him slowly bringing you back down on his cock.“You look so beautiful being split open by me, don’t you think?”
“Yes.” Your eyes roll into the back of your head. It was unbelievable how even hours later, he was still deliciously stretching you out. “I love it~” You wrap your arms around his neck and smash your lips against his. “S’ good.” You use your last bit of energy to roll your hips in his lap. “Feels s’ good~” With every one of your movements, his head grinds on the spot deep within you that sends stars shooting across your eyes. “Gonna cum again!”
“You’re driving me insane.” Doflamingo grunts while bringing his hands down to your hips, urging you to keep going. “If you keep doing that, I’ll cum.” The sounds of sweaty skin meeting crescendos in the room as you pick up the pace. “Fuck, that’s my girl.” He praises feeling your walls squeezing around him.
“Doffy!” With one last rock of your hips, you reach your climaxes at the same time. “Full~” You utter as he fills you up for what felt like the millionth time, leaving you completely overflowing with his cum. His arms circle around your back, keeping you held snugly against him while you both come back down from your highs.
You bring your head down to rest in the crook of his neck. “I don’t think-” A small whimper leaves your lips feeling him slowly pull out. “I can do it anymore.” It was official, you were truly past your limits.
“Neither can I.” Doflamingo falls back with you on the bed, taking in deep breaths of his own, which was a rare sight considering his otherworldly stamina. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah.” Lifting your head, you give him a lazy smile. “You said you wanted me to teach you how to be romantic?” You come face to face with him, bringing your sweat covered forehead against his. “Well, it would be really romantic if you’d carry me to the bathroom….I really need to pee.”
“Fufufu~ is that so?” With you in his arms, he lifts up from the bed. “You're telling me you still have a drop of liquid in you after all of that?” You blush as he motions to the different areas of the room where he made you fall apart.
“Shut it.”
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After you finish your business, Doflamingo starts a shower, filling the bathroom full of steam.
“Ahh~” He was nice enough to let you get under the hot stream of water first. “That’s the stuff~”
“Y/N.” You hum, letting the blonde know you were listening. “I should have never made that bet, I should have never punished you nor took my jealousy out on you and I should have never touched that woman.” He places a small, apologetic kiss against your sore cheek. “For all of that and the many distasteful things I’ve brought upon your sweet soul, I’m sorry.”
“Okay gigs up imposter.” You look up at him with a raised brow. “Where is the real Doflamingo?”
“I assure you I’m the real deal.” With a wicked grin, he pulls you from under the shower and slides his hands down your hips before coming around to your butt, giving the supple flesh a warning squeeze . Yup, it’s him. “Shall I prove it to you?”
“No thanks~” You step back under the safety of the running water. “I’m good.”
“Are you sure?” Positive. “I’ll be gentle~”
“You couldn't be gentle if you tried.” You murmur. “In all seriousness, I appreciate you apologizing. But I have to ask…are we..in a relationship..” Although you both fessed up, you were still unsure what this made you.
“Yes.” Doflamingo smiles while grabbing the small bottle of shampoo from the shelf. “We are.” He twirls his finger in the air. “Close your eyes dear.”
You turn around and close your eyes. “So we’ll go on dates?”
“Of course~” His large hands come up to your head before he begins massaging the shampoo into your hair. “I’ll take you anywhere, even the moon, if that's what you wanted.”
“I was thinking something less interstellar, maybe a nice restaurant.” You hum in delight feeling his fingers dance against your scalp. I could get used to this side of him. “Are you going to start introducing me as your girlfriend?”
“I will, that is what you are after all.” Doflamingo guides you under the shower, rinsing the shampoo from your hair. “All done.”
“Doffy.” You step out from under the shower and wrap your arms around him. “I love you.”
“I know~” Smug jerk. “And I love you too.” There we go, much better. “Go ahead and dry off, I’ll be out soon.”
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“Since he decided to rip my clothes.” After drying off, you pick his button up from the floor. “I’m taking this.” Once again, you find yourself admiring the way his clothes fit you in a mirror. A shirt to him, and a nightgown to me.
“Y/N.” You jump a little, feeling stray drops of water fall from blonde locks and onto the juncture of your neck. “I never want you to take it off again, okay?” In the mirror you see a familiar set of diamonds back in their rightful place adorning your skin.
“I won’t , but what about you?” You tease as he fastens the clasp. “How am I going to lay claim to you?”
“You say that as if you don’t have a few layers of my skin under your nails.” Touche~ “But I guess you didn’t notice.” Notice what? He grabs your hand, twisting it slightly to the side, revealing the small, golden cufflink shaped like a mouse. “Out of all the pairs I could pick out, I got these.” They were extremely cute, but also extremely unlike him. “Because they put me in mind of you.” You were about to “aww” but he cuts you off finishing with a “My little pest~”
“Would it hurt you to be nice to me for once?” You growl before shaking away from him and make you over to the bed to crawl under the duvet. “For that, you can sleep on the wet spot~”
“And you call me the cruel one.” He scoffs. “But I’ll take accountability, considering I caused it~” The lights in the room go out as Doflamingo slots himself next to you, pulling you against his chest. “Goodnight Y/N.”
“Doffy?” With a soft tone, you mumble into his pecs. “You're not going to change your mind…are you?”
“On what?”
As happy as you were in this moment, as much as you didn’t want this fuzzy feeling to go away, you couldn't help but worry knowing how unpredictable the man was. “Loving me..”
The sorrow filled question and the uncertainty in your tone catches Doflamingo off guard, but he understands why you’d be concerned. He is fully aware of his Y/N quote “Sour Patch Kid.” behavior. But he has never been so certain in his life. He wants you, he has you and that isn’t going to change.
“No, little mouse, I won’t.” A satisfied smile curls on his lips feeling you relax and snuggle closer to him. “Now go to sleep, we still have to work tomorrow.”
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Doflamingo felt your body relax more and more in his hold and finally, you fell asleep. But he on the other hand didn’t want to close his eyes. He felt the need to stay up to make sure that you didn’t vanish from his hold.
He was so worried that he lost you for good today, but seeing your face smashed against his chest with a small line of drool connecting from your lips to his skin, made him very aware that he hadn’t.
“I almost forgot!!” His whole body tense up as you suddenly rise up from his chest with a sense of urgency. “How did you find me??”
Doflamingo blinked at you a few times. What is wrong with her? “Umm, you remember my friend Vergo who works for the police department?”
“Yeah?” You nod in your half asleep state.
“I got him to ping your cell phone.”
“But how did you figure out what room I was in?”
“I had Dellinger hack into the security systems.”
“Oh, makes sense.” And just like that you fell right back asleep on his chest.
“My dear...” He gave your forehead one last kiss before laying back onto the pillows. “You are an odd one.”
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Pink Jackass- Sent an attachment. As you can see, I’ve made quite the mess, send my condolences to the maid. Also I’m leaving you a bad yelp review~
Crocodile’s eyes blew wide open looking at the picture of you laid out on the hotel bed with thick cum leaking from your swollen pussy and a fucked out expression on your face.
Pink Jackass- Sent an attachment. P.S-Look at how precious your Angel looks in the arms of the Heavenly Demon.
“Dammit.” Crocodile gritted his teeth seeing the second picture of you peacefully asleep at that asshole's side. “I really do loathe that bastard.” He closed his phone and threw it against the desk. “It’s a shame he’s so good with business.” Needlessly said, he got the message loud and clear, you were not and will never be his.
Disciplinary Action Pt. 2 Doflamingo X Female Reader (NSFW)
AN-I loved how part II turned out! It's a good balance of both spicy and sweet moments between Y/N and Doflamingo~ Part three should be up next weekend ʕ·ᴥ·˵ʔ Enjoy~
Word Count-6.3k
Part 1-♡ Part ♡ ♡ ♡
Masterlist
Relationship- Boss Doflamingo X Female Personal Assistant Reader
🫧Contents🫧-Modern AU/ Modern references , Angst/Fluff (Hurt/Comfort), Shopping trips, Doflamingo being a little bit less of a bastard.
Side Notes- Second Person P.O.V, Bold/Italics are Y/N's internal thoughts.
!!NSFW Warnings!!- Mean Dom Doffy, Sub Reader, Use of Degrading names (Whore slut, etc), Sadism, Punishments- Edging, Dumbification, Ruined Orgasms, Use of toys (🌹), Desk Grinding, Spanking (Hand/Belt), Hair Pulling, Humiliation, Slight Predator/Prey, Use of Safeword
🦩18+ Only MDNI🦩
Wednesday- Punishment Day 3
This is obviously not going to be my day. Your misfortunate morning started out not so bright and early thanks to sleeping in over a half hour through your alarm. By the time you got up and scrambled to get ready, the bus that would have taken you straight to work was long gone.
Now here you are, making the rather lengthy commute by foot. But the walk wasn’t necessarily the bad part, but the fact it was absolutely pouring rain and you didn’t have an umbrella, was.
You cringe feeling your drenched clothes cling to your skin as even more water beats down. At Least it can’t get any worse. The second the optimistic thought resonated in your mind, the faint sound of your phone's ringtone filled your ears.
I take that back… Seeing the caller I.D alone was enough for you to realize it was about to get a lot worse. You glance around the street and find a small overhang in front of a bakery to take cover under as you answer the phone.
“Good mor-”
“Young lady…” The rather unpleasant sounding Doflamingo cuts your greeting off. “Do you have any idea what time it is?”
“Umm..” Considering you’ve been walking through what felt like a tropical storm, the time wasn’t exactly the most important thing to you. “No?”
“No? Well let me catch you up to speed.” He sounds so pissed. “It’s twenty minutes past your scheduled time, so care to tell me why you aren’t here?”
“I accidentally slept through my alarm and....”
“Why the hell is it so loud?” Once again the irritated man cuts you off. “I can barely hear you.”
“I’m sorry sir, it’s storming.” You raise your voice to combat the booming thunder. “I missed the bus, so I have to walk, but I’ll be there as soon as I can!”
“Where are you?”
“I’m..” You glance up at the two name plates adorning the metal post of the traffic light. “At the intersection where redline street and grand line boulevard meet.”
“That’s over five miles away from here!”
“I know, I’ll walk as quickly as I can.”
“No need, just stay put, I’ll be there soon.” The line suddenly goes dead, leaving you stunned by what he just said.
In all honesty you thought the sadistic man would laugh at your misery while getting a kick out of the overall unsavory situation. So knowing that right now, he was going out of his way to come get you, has your mind going blank. You slip your phone back into your pocket and let your back rest against the brick siding of the shop while taking in the odd smell combination of fresh baked pastries and rain.
I wonder what kind of car he has? The first image that came to your mind was a pink Volkswagen beetle with the tacky eye lashes on the headlights. Just thinking about him getting into a car that small made you chuckle.
But It didn’t take long for your funny thought to be ruined seeing the s-class mercedes-benz pull up on the side of the street. I atleast got the color right. You were about to make a mad dash for the car, but Doflamingo got out of the driver's side with an umbrella in hand.
“Umm..” The sound of his Oxford’s smacking the wet concrete and the unreadable expression on his face causes your lips to curl into a nervous smile. “Hello?”
“Fufufu~ hello to you as well, troublesome little girl.” Doflamingo snickers while walking up to your trembling form. “Or maybe I should call you a drenched mouse?” You roll your eyes as one of his arms wraps around your side, pulling you against him under the umbrella. “Let’s go.” You were a little taken back from his gesture considering he just called you a wet rodent, but you enjoy the brief warmth radiating from his body before he opens the car door.
After helping you in, Doffy walks around to the driver side and gets in. “What’s with that look on your face?” He states while pressing a button on the console, causing the car to roar to life.
“Well..” The leather seat beneath you squeeks as you shift into a comfortable position.“I should have called to let you know I was going to be late...” You already know about today's punishment and you're hoping he doesn't add anything extra on top of it. Especially since you were running on little to no sleep, and adding the rainy day marathon to the equation, you were already both mentally and physically exhausted. “I’m sorry.”
“I’m not worried about it.” The blonde dismisses your concern and takes one hand off the wheel to play with the A/C controls. “But I would like to know why you slept through your alarm?” He angles the vents until they all point at you, sending a burst of hot air to your cold body.
A relaxed smile curls on your lips knowing he was letting you off the hook for being late. “I just had a hard time falling asleep last night.” Doflamingo hums in response, but little did he know it was all thanks to him…
All night you couldn't stop thinking about his recent change in behavior towards you. Doffy has never been one to be “sweet”, but lately he has been, in his own strange way. It was throwing you into a conundrum by making your already complicated feelings toward the man even more so. Part of you was becoming hopeful that maybe he saw you as more than his contracted out “toy”. But the realistic side of you was all too aware of the downhearted truth.
Along with the weird, kinky stuff in the contract you signed on employment, it also stated that Donquixote Doflamingo does not and will not do either love or relationships, meaning the relationship you have as DOM/SUB will not escalate into anything romantic, let alone leave the four walls of his office. And it also meant if for any reason you fell in love with him, you would be fired on the spot. The idea of that happening left a bitter taste lingering on your tongue.
You snap out of your thoughts no longer feeling the gentle rumble of the car beneath your feet. “Wait there.” Doflamingo tucks his keys into his suit pocket and steps out of the parked car before walking around to your door.
“Thanks.” You take his chivalrous hand as he helps you out of the car. “And thanks for coming to get me.”
“You’re welcome~” The neutral expression he wore up until now was replaced by his wicked smile as he cages you against the car. “Now let's go get you out of these~” You gasp, feeling his hands come down to your hips, giving the plush skin a rough squeeze through the damp fabric. “I can’t have my slut catching a cold now, can I?”
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Doflamingo brought you into his office and stripped you down, but oddly enough he didn’t start ravaging you right away. Instead you watch him place your clothes in front of an air vent so they would dry. Yet another sweet gesture that you’ll have to add to his baffling behavior list.
“Thanks to you, I’m rather behind on work.” The blonde walks up to you and grabs your jaw, squishing your cheeks together while forcing you to look into the red lens of his glasses. “So I won’t be able to give much attention….. Not that you really deserve it in the first place.” A string of drool rolls down your lips as he releases his hold. “You know what that means, right?” Doffy walks up to his desk and traces his long fingers across the edge, stopping at one of the pointed corners. “You’ll have to keep yourself occupied.” Sporting a smirk, he sat down in his chair and motioned you with his finger.
“Yes sir.” You feel heat blossoming all over your body knowing exactly what he’s wanting you to do. Taking in a deep breath, you walk over to the left corner of the desk that was closest to him. You lift up on the tips of your toes and straddle the desk before bringing your bare pussy down to meet the cold, wooden surface.
“Move.” Doflamingo commands while opening the screen of his laptop.
The desk shakes slightly as you roll your hips back and forth, grazing your clit across its smooth surface. It was so embarrassing, but at the same time you find yourself enjoying it. “Mhm~” You bite down your lip, feeling your juices begin to leak onto the desk below, creating the lube you needed to glide faster.
You glance over at Doflamingo and expect to see him watching your every move, but instead you see his focus was fully on his computer. The fact that you were doing something so lewd in front of him without his attention drove you insane. “Sir~” The whiny moan left your lips as you brought your hands down to anchor against the desk. “Sir, look at me.” You grind down even harder in hopes of gaining his attention, but he disregards your request and continues working.
“Oh fuc~“ The fight for his interest is long forgotten as your clit glides over the rippled details carved on the desk’s edge, causing your pussy to gush. “Mhmm~” The desk squeaks as you rock even faster, focusing your strokes on that one area with the most texture. Beads of sweat begin rolling down your body from the effort you were putting in to reach your high and judging from the pressure in your abdomen, it was about to pay off. “Gonna-”
“Stop.” Doflamingo speaks up, causing your rapid movements to cease. “Stay still until I say you can move.” You let out a frustrated groan and move ever so slightly, earning a harsh slap to your ass. “Stupid whore, what part of staying still do you not understand?”
“I’m sorry sir.” You blink away the tears forming in your eyes. “I won’t do it again.”
“Good.” Doflamingo goes back to working on his computer while you focus on not moving a single muscle.
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After being in a stand still for nearly two hours, both the muscles in your arms and legs were cramping up and on the verge of giving out thanks to the awkward position. The climax that you worked so hard to build up had dwindled down to nothing but the gooey slick pooling around your throbbing cunt. You wanted to move so bad, and the occasional jolt of pleasure you got when he’d move something on the desk was making your desire even harder to fight off.
“Look at me.” He finally speaks and you snap your head around to see the reflection of your worn out body in his glasses. “Go.” The second the word left his mouth you begin to move. You hiss with your eyes closed, feeling a sharp pain zap from your thigh to your calf muscle. “Did I say you could close your eyes?”
Your eyes open wide as his large hand meets your rear once more. “No sir, m’ sorry!” You continue to move your hips while keeping your eyes on him. With each movement, the stiffness in your joints nulled down. “Oh fuck-” The lost pleasure comes surging back into your body as you swing your left leg up in the air, exposing your clit more as you desperately bump it against the desk. “Feels s’ good~”
“Seems like I need to buy you a collar...” Doflamingo sneers while leaning back in his chair, enjoying the humiliating show his perfect slut was putting on. “Since you clearly love humping and grinding your cunt on things~”
“Sir..” His jeering words send you dangerously close to the edge. “Can I cum, please?”
“Nope~stop.” Once again both your body and pleasure come to a devastating hault. “Let’s switch things up.” Doflamingo’s arm suddenly hooks around your middle, pulling you into his lap and causing your back to meet the taunt muscles of his abs. “Lookie at what I got~”
Held in front of your face was something any woman with internet access could recognize, the iconic toy rose. Although you’ve never personally used one before, you’ve heard the stories on how this little silicon flower could turn your mind into mush.
“Spread.” The toy rumbles to life in the palm of his hand as you prop your feet on either of his muscular thighs, leaving you exposed and at his mercy. “Try not to squirm too much~” Goosebumps form on your skin as he licks up the side of your neck while his hand brings the toy in between your legs.
“Oh-“ The world around you went black before bursting with aerials of color as the toy sucked your puffy clit up. “Fuc~” From the hair on your head to the main tips of your toes, every fiber and muscle in your body tingle with sheer bliss. “Feels s’ good~” You babble while thrashing around as if you were trying to escape the heaven you’ve found yourself in.
“I should have known my little slut couldn't stay still.” Doflamingo's deep and teasing tone fills your ringing ears as his free arm wraps around your middle. “I guess it’s a good thing I love seeing you squirm~”
“Si-r” With the click of a button your eyes roll into the back of your head feeling both the suction and vibration grow stronger. “To-o much I-i can’t handle it.” Your orgasm was approaching like a bullet train, fast and completely unstoppable. “Gonna-” Tears from the ecstasy roll down your flushed face as liquid pleasure trickles from your cunt and into the floor below. “Cum!” You slam your head against him and lift your hips into the air as your high takes over your body, but just as quickly as it came, it was gone. The man behind your ruined orgasm starts to laugh as you shudder from the feeling of dissatisfaction.“Sir, why?”
“Why you ask?” Doflamingo reaches around and grabs your slack jaw with his large hand. “Is my slut so stupid that she forgot this is a punishment?” You squint your eyes as he bobbles your head from side to side. “But no matter the case you know being a brat won’t get you anywhere~”
“I need more, please~!”
“It’s honestly quite funny hearing that from you, especially since you were practically begging for the complete opposite yesterday.” He brings the toy glossed over in your arousal, back in front of your face. “But if you want it so bad, convince me.”
“Please, please, please.” You could only hope the desperate mantra is enough to get you the satisfaction you so desperately needed. “I want it so bad~”
“Would you look at that?” The toy held in front of your face is replaced by the golden face of Doflamingo’s Rolex. No way. “I guess you did that for nothing.” Your eyes widened seeing it was well over an hour past business hours. “How unfortunate.”
“Doffy.” You weren't ready to give up just yet, so you flip around until you're straddling his lap. “I really want to cum~” You prove your point by rubbing your needy pussy against his clothed erection, earning a deep grunt from the man. “Please, it hurts.”
“Please, it hurts.” He mimics your pathetic tone while throwing you off of his lap and onto the desk. “What a desperate slut you are.” Doflamingo got up from his chair and threw your clothes into your lap. “You know only good girls get my cock.”
“But-“
“Say another word and I’ll take you over my knee right now.” Despite being utterly disappointed, you also didn't want to experience that twice in one week, so you get up from his desk sporting a pout and begin to put your clothes on.
“And you better not touch yourself once you leave here.” Doflamingo adds.
“Fine I won’t.” You groan out and walk towards the door while making some final adjustments to your clothes. “Asshole.”
“What was that?” The grating tone of his voice causes you to freeze in place. “Did I just hear you speak after I clearly told you not to?” Fuck. “Come here, now.”
“Uh-“ I’ll probably regret this. “No.” Without turning around, you throw the door open and run as fast as your heels would allow.
“Get back here!” His yell echoes through the now empty office. I take that back, I already regret this.
Knowing that Doflamingo was inhumanly quick despite his large stature, you run over to one of the empty cubicles and crawl under the desk to hide. His office door slams shut as his heavy footsteps reverberate in the room.
“You sure have a knack of making things harder on yourself~” At this moment, you would have to agree with him. “But I think this little game of cat and mouse will be enjoyable~” You could hear your heart pounding against your chest as his footsteps got closer and closer. “How about this, if you can make it out of the building, you're free to go.”
He’s giving me a chance to escape? Although most people don’t believe this, Doflamingo was a man of his word. If he said he would do something he did, and if he said he wouldn’t, he didn’t (terms and conditions may apply).
“And if you can’t...” You stifle a whimper by cupping your hand over your mouth, seeing that he now stood right in front of the cubicle. “I’ll just say the cat has a few ideas on how to devour its prey~”
Luckily he didn’t notice you and he kept walking. I need a plan. You stay under the desk and strategize your next move. Judging from the direction he went, Doflamingo was most likely heading towards the elevators. Leaving you with only one option of escape, the stairs.
You take your heels off so their clacking sound wouldn't warn him of your position. Carefully and quietly you slide out of your hiding spot and get into a crouched position before making your way through the dim office. I’ve got this. You approach the door and take a deep breath before pushing the handle. The door opens, making a rather loud metallic screeching sound, but you quickly get into the stairwell and start your next course of action. Run. Like. Hell.
You made quick work of the first two sets of steps and got halfway down the third before stopping dead in your tracks. How did he?! Lurking at the bottom was none other than the self proclaimed “cat”.
“Fufufu~ I’m not surprised, however I am rather disappointed.” His words and the cocky smirk on his face told you he knew this is what you were going to do. “I thought you were going to make catching you fun~” Fear washes over your body seeing his foot come into contact with the first step. “Run.”
You throw your heels down and focus solely on retreat, knowing your ass was literally on the line. Plan A failed thanks to Doffy’s ‘always a step ahead nature, so it was time to bring in Plan B.
You make it back into the office and beeline towards the elevators. “Come on, hurry!” You frantically press the button and watch the light make its way up to your floor. You turn around and briefly look into the dark office. Knowing that at any moment the 10 foot tall man could emerge, pulling you to your doom was enough to make your adrenaline induced anxiety skyrocket. The elevator chimes followed by the doors sliding open and you waste no time getting on.
You click both the 1st floor and the close button, fully expecting his dress shoe to stop it from doing so, but it doesn’t. “I did it!” You smile from ear to ear and soak up the victory as the elevator starts to descend. “As if he could really out smart m-” The words died in your throat as the elevator came to a grinding halt after going down just one floor. Don’t tell me. The small ding that signaled freedom moments ago, now sounds more like a funeral bell. The doors open, showing that your suspicion was correct. You had once again fallen right into his hands.
“Fufufu~Seems like my little mouse took the bait.” The elevator shakes as the smirking man walks in. “There’s nowhere to run now~”
“Wait..” With no hope or options left, your back meets the wall of the elevator. The ferocious, primal aura surrounding his looming figure is a suffocating one you recognize all too well. He was in full sadist mode. “Doffy.” Your knees give out, sending you straight to the elevator floor. “M-sorry.”
“It’s far too late for that~” He declared with a deep, unforgiving tone. “Looks like I need to teach you a lesson on taking responsibility for your actions.” With that his large hand fists in your hair, dragging you out of the elevator and leaving you to crawl behind him.
“Please-“ Tears quickly build up in your eyes and roll down your face from both the stinging pain in your scalp and the throbbing pain in your knee caps. “Hurts-“ Your cries don’t even cause him to falter for a moment.
Any other time a situation like this would have aroused you, but after losing sleep last night and being punished all day, your emotional state was not the best and you most definitely didn’t want to be in any more pain.
“Stand up.” Your body falls limply to the floor as his hand releases from your hair. “If I have to repeat myself, you won’t like what happens.”
“Doffy ple-se.” You sob half formed pleas and try to crawl away, but he retaliates by grabbing your hair once again, pulling you up to your feet. “I can’t-“ The breath is knocked from your lungs as Doffy slams you against a wall.
“You can and you will.” He snarls while bringing both your skirt and underwear down in a single fluid motion. “I’m going to absolutely ruin you.”
“N-” You knew he meant his words so you try to open your mouth to plea once more, but a harsh slap to your rear causes a cry to come out instead.
“You’ve been so bad I think you need a little more than my ‘guiding hand’.” You look over your shoulder and your heart drops seeing the blonde undoing his belt. “This should do~” He folds the belt against itself and rears back. Your vision tunnels and you scream as the belt comes in contact with your irritated skin.
“You're crying so hard after one hit? How pathetic.” His words sting just as much as the thick leather. “But what else should I expect, you are just a useless little mouse after all.”
“W-whisky!” Doflamingo stops the belt just a few inches over your red, welting skin after hearing the established safeword faintly fall from your lips. He takes a step back and you immediately cower away, desperate to get some distance in between you and him.
He’ll be the first to admit there’s nothing quite like having someone trembling and terrified beneath him, especially you. But most of the time there was a twinkle of excitement in your eyes, but right now they were blown wide and filled with true fear.
Doflamingo silently studies you. Your chest was heaving as you fought back hiccups and sobs with distress and pain written all over your face. This was the first time that you’ve used the safeword and he was unsure how to help you. He wasn’t a good comforter and that fact alone is most likely the reason his past PA’s/Subs quit after a few months. But seeing you in such a state made him want to at the very least try.
“Y/N.” Doflamingo held his hand out, as if he were trying to gain a feral dog's trust. “It’s okay, come here.” You hesitate for a moment ,but end up resting your tear soaked cheek against his palm.
“Did you mean it……Am I really useless?” Your broken question made the man realize that you weren't just going through physical pain.
“No.” He answers while brushing a few stray strands of hair behind your head. “But-.” A subtle smile forms on his lips. “You really are just like a mouse.”
“Am I?” Both the dejection and terror fogging your eyes disappears and a smile of your own curls on your lips. “I guess I am adorable and a-“
“Pest~” Doflamingo finishes your sentence with a snicker while you mumble something about him being mean under your breath. “I think it’s time for us to leave my dear.” He bent down to help you bring both your skirt and panties back up your legs. “I’ll drive you home.” With that ,the merciless cat had decided to let you go….at least for now, that is.
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“Stop laughing, you jerk!” You glare daggers at the driver of the bubble gum pink car. “It’s your fault I’m having to do this in the first place.” Despite your request to stop, Doflamingo still laughs over the fact you were having to lay sideways in the car seat. “It’s not funny, it really hurts.”
“You poor thing.” You roll your eyes hearing the fake sympathy in his voice. “At Least I was kind enough to nurse you a little.” Before leaving the office, he gave you a rub down once more with the aloe cream, but after what you went through, it only helped a little.
“Hopefully when I have to get a butt transplant you’ll be ‘kind enough’ to pay for it.” Doflamingo responds to your statement with a smirk while one of his large hands comes to rest on your hip, giving the plush skin a gentle squeeze.
“Y/N, are you in a rush to get home?” His out of the blue and rather odd question caught you off guard.
“Not really…” You didn’t have anything planned besides maybe catching up on some rest. “Why?” You look over at the blonde with a raised brow.
“I need to do some shopping….Care to join?”
“Yes!” You cringe at both the way you answered so quickly and how eccentric you sounded, but who could blame you? The one and only Donquixote Doflamingo just invited you on a shopping trip…This is going to be fun~
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“Wow this place is nice.” You whistle in amusement while walking into the shopping mall. It became very obvious to you seeing the amount of luxury stores that this was clearly catered to the rich and elite. “So what kind of shopping are you doing?” You ask while trying to keep up with his large strides.
“I’m picking up a suit and a new pair of cufflinks~” He held his hand up, showing you the skull and crossbone ones he typically wore. “I’m getting rather bored of these.”
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“Mr. Donquixote, what a pleasure to see you again.” A gentleman working the tailor shop greets him before turning his attention towards you. “I see you’ve brought Mrs’s. Donquixote with you this time”
“Yes, this is Y/N.” HUH?!
You look up at Doflamingo completely confused as to why he agreed. “Oh, sorry!” You were too baffled to notice the man's outreached hand. Awkward.. “It’s nice to meet you!”
“Likewise.” The man pulls away and guides you both to the back of the store. “Your suit is in the private dressing room, please try it on and let me know if I need to make adjustments.”
The tailor leaves and Doflamingo walks into the dressing room. You look around and spot a small cushioned chair. Don't mind if I do~You start to walk towards it, but a hand grabs your shoulder, pulling you back.
“Doffy?” The dressing room door shuts and he turns to you. You’ve seen enough cliche romance movies to know what is about to happen. “What if he hears u-”
“Hold these for me.” He cuts you off by wrapping his pink jacket around your form before sliding the iconic pair glass over your eyes. He then boots you out of the dressing room, leaving you a little bummed out that he didn’t pull you in here for steamy, dressing room sex in the first place. But your job as his personal mannequin wasn’t so bad. In all honesty, you were enjoying the soft feathers and the deep smell of his nautical cologne.
I bet I look ridiculous. You walk over to the lobby’s huge mirror and immediately have to hold back laughter. Seeing yourself made you realize that he was most likely the only person who would make the coat look scary, because you looked about as intimidating as a truffula tree.
“Fufufu~” You push his glasses up the bridge of your nose and decide to take things a step further by copying his laugh.“Y/N make me a cup of coffee. Y/N come fix this damn copier. Y/N, help me make this email sound more offensive.” You strike different poses while saying some of the daily things he asks from you.
“Fufufu~” You were too busy goofing around to remember the man you were mocking was in the same vicinity as you. “Has my little accomplice had her fill?” You nod up at the man standing right behind you in the mirror. “Thoughts?” You glance up and down the light gray, pink detailed suit that was hugging his body like a glove. Doflamingo was honestly so handsome you think he would look good in anything, but this suit really brought the “wow” factor.
“I love it….I’d even say it really “suits” you.” You laugh at your own joke, but earn nothing but an eye roll from the dry man. Speaking of eyes.. As cool as his glasses were, you also wish he didn’t wear them as often so you could see the two beautiful crimson orbs that are staring back at you.
“Your work here is done.” Before you could really admire them, he took his glasses from your face and put them back in their rightful spot over his eyes. “I’m going to get changed. '' His voice was much lower than normal and he seemed to be..flustered? “Tell the tailor the suit was to my liking and to have it delivered to my home.”
“Roger that.” You leave the dressing room feeling puzzled by his sudden odd behavior. I wonder what’s up with him?
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“Look, Don Doflamingo is here!” Hearing about his arrival, multiple women working in the jewelry store you’ve found yourself in flock to his side, nearly taking you out in the process. “How can we help you?”
“My my~” He smirks down at the women practically hanging onto him. “Aren’t you all eager?” You’d be lying if you didn’t feel a twinge of jealousy right now, especially since you were tossed aside and seemingly forgotten about.
Doffy is obviously in multiple good hands, so you break away to mingle around the store. You looked at all of the sparkling glass cases, but nothing really caught your eye until you saw a lone necklace in a display of its very own. At first it looked like a simple necklace with a big hollow heart charm in the middle, but upon closer inspection, you notice the diamond links of the chain were shaped like hearts as well. That cute detail alone was enough for you to instantly fall in love.
“You have a keen eye!” One of the workers not ogling your boss approaches you from behind the counter. “Would you like to try it on?”
“Please, if that’s okay..” The woman pulls the necklace out of the case and hands it to you. You bring the necklace behind your head and try to pinch the clasp, but can’t get it to go on. Just when you were about to give up and ask the worker for assistance, two large hands from behind helped guide you.
“Oh wow, take a look!” The saleswoman brings a mirror in front of you, revealing both the necklace and the blonde man who helped you into it. “It’s absolutely stunning on you!”
“It is.” You move gently from side to side, admiring the way the jewels shone against your skin. “How much is it?” Hopefully it's a reasonable amoun-
“100,000 berries.”
“100,000!” You repeat back in pure disbelief. Did they steal it from the freaking Titanic? “I love it, but for now I’m going to have to pas-.”
“We’ll take it.” You look up and see Doflamingo reaching over you while holding out his card to the woman.
“Of course Mr. Donquixote.” She takes his card and swipes it before you have a chance to say anything. “Would you like me to bag it up?”
“No need.” Doffy took his card back and slid it into his wallet. “She’ll wear it out.”
“What a lucky girl you are to have such an amazing boyfriend.” The woman smiles at you while placing an empty jewelry box in your hand.
“Oh, I’m n-”
“I’d have to agree~” His arm snakes around your waist, pulling you against his side. “She is very lucky~”
“She’s actually his girlfriend?!” You follow the distressed cries to the group of girls sulking against the counter at the other end of the store. “I thought he was single.” I did too…
Still close to his side, you walk out of the store with a bewildered smile tugging at your lips. Not just because of the fact he bought you the necklace of your dreams. The thing that really made you happy was the fact you and him got mistaken for a couple twice, but he didn’t attempt to correct it either time.
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“Are you joking?” Doflamingo’s face scrunches up as he pulls the car up to your apartment complex. “This is where you live?” He scowls at the rundown building. “Surely I pay you enough to afford something better than this?”
“You do pay me very well, but rent in Grand Line City is ridiculous and nice apartments are hard to find, so it’s live here or in a cardboard box.” It’s sad, but true. Plus this was the only apartment that was even relatively close to your work.
“I honestly feel like I’m looking at a cardboard box.” You roll your eyes at his rude comment. “I don’t like it.” That’s obvious.
“You don’t have to like it.” You retort with a yawn while grabbing onto the door handle. “Anyways I better get going.” You look down at the jewel decorating your neck before giving the man who bought it a smile. “Doffy thank you for this, I love it so much.”
“No need to thank me.” He smirks before his finger hooks in the necklace's charm, pulling you towards him. “After all, I did say I was going to buy you a collar~” Heat rushes to your cheeks realizing that this was not only a gift, it was also a mark of Doflamingo’s ownership over you. “Now go get some sleep young lady.”
As happy as you felt in the moment you also knew If things keep going like this, you were going to end up in big trouble. Or maybe you already were, because you know the familiar giddy feeling blooming in your chest could only mean one thing. I’m falling in love with him.
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Doflamingo parked his car and was getting ready to step out, but noticed something out of the corner of his eyes. “Of course she’d forget this.” He held up your cell phone causing the screen to light up. Out of curiosity Doffy tilts his glasses down to see what you had your background set to.
He wasn't sure what he was expecting, but it definitely wasn’t this. “That little..” On the screen he was laid back in his office chair taking a nap with a business and economics book covering his face, and you were posed right by him with a dorky smile plastering your face.
His eyes roll wondering how many photos of him you’ve taken without his knowledge. But then again, earlier when you were playing in his jacket and glasses, he took a few photos. Just because he found it humorous, no other reason…..Right?
Being the prime age of 41, Doflamingo has had his fair share of women, but he’d be lying if he said you weren't extra special to him. But the part he couldn't wrap his mind around is why you were? Was it the fact you were always yourself around him, was it the way you were never afraid to challenge him? Or maybe it’s because you were just so… you?
His own cell phone begins to ring, pulling him from the troublesome thoughts circulating around you. A devilish, wide smile plasters his face seeing the name flashing on the screen.
“What a pleasant surprise, have you finally decided to take me up on my offer, Crocodile?”
“I won’t say I’ve accepted quite yet, but I have taken it into consideration…. Come over to the casino tomorrow and we’ll talk business.”
“Sounds like a plan~”
“And make sure you bring Y/N with you….. It’s been far too long since I’ve gotten to see my precious intern.”
Weekend Getaway Corazon X Female Reader NSFW Part 1
AN- *Sigh*I love Cora so much. This may be one of my most favorite stories to date. I was originally going to post this a few weeks ago, but ended up redoing some of the story. I should have part two up sometime next weekend.
Word count- 8.5K
Summary-Corazon comes back early from his business trip to find out you had a rough week without him. He notices just how stressed you were, so being the good boss he prides himself on, he offers to take you to his vacation home in Dressrosa.
This work is part of a series- To read the Doflamingo X Reader ( Different Y/N, but happens on the same timeline, click here
Relationship- Corazon X Reader Modern AU
Other characters- Law (Co-worker), Doflamingo (Mentioned)
SN- Bold/Italics are reader's thoughts, DF's are not a thing and Corazon can swim. Plus sized reader in mind.
!Warnings&Contents!- Soft Dom Corazon, PWP, Loss Of Virginity (Reader), Vacation Sex, Fingering, Multiple Orgasms, Teasing, Dirty Talk, Pet Names, Masterbation
18+ Only
“Y/N do we really have to?” Law looks up at the massive office complex with distraught swimming in his dull, golden eyes.“Maybe we still have time to call in sick….”
“Sadly we do and sadly we don’t.” You let out a deep sigh and give your co-worker a comforting pat on the back. “Look at it this way, Law. It’s Friday, meaning we just have to make it until the end of the day.”
“True, but.” Out of frustration, Law’s eyes close as he pinches the bridge of his nose. “The past four days were absolute hell, so if we take that into consideration, today will most likely be the same.”
“Yeah..” Even though you were trying to be optimistic, you couldn’t help but agree. This week really took a lot out of you. “I can’t wait for him to be back.”
“Yeah me either, I just hope he’s prepared.” Prepared? You watch as his face contorted into a malicious look as he cracked his knuckles. “Let’s just say, I’m going to give him a piece of my mind.”
“It’s not Cora’s fault that his brother dragged him on a business trip! You know how-'' Two different chiming sounds cut your justification of Corazon short. Speaking of the blonde, you recognize one of the sounds as the personalized text tone you set for him. You grab your phone from your pocket and read the notification.
Cora💕- Go into my office, I have a surprise for you 😁
“Did Cora text you too?” You nod and hold up your phone, showing him the message. “You, know, having hearts by your bosses name isn’t very professional Y/N.”
“Oh that's because… his name means heart…”
“Sure, that’s what it is.” The growing smirk on his face tells you that he was more than aware of the real reason. Why does he have to be so observant? “I’d love to tease you about it more, but I’m kinda curious as to what this “surprise” is.”
“Lucky me.” You roll your eyes and follow your menace of a co-worker into the entrance.
You and Law waved good morning to the front receptionist before taking a trip up the elevator to the forty fifth floor where the financials department called home.
“So..” Law stops in front of the dark pine door with the platinum nameplate “Donquixote Corazon, CFO.” “You have a key to his office, right Y/N?”
“I do.” Sliding your hands into your skirt pocket, you pull out the shiny silver key. “Time for the big reveal.” You insert the key into the handle and turn it before clicking open the door. “Umm?” The electrical buzz of the fluorescent lights flickering on echoes the seemingly normal office. “Law?” Your eyes scan the room and you don’t notice anything that could be labeled a “surprise”, everything was just as Corazon left it.
“Yeah…” Law shuts the door and walks in further to survey the office. “But I don't see a-”
“Y/N!! LAW!!” A voice yells out, causing both you and Law to scream while grabbing onto each other for dear life. “I’m back!” From behind the desk pops up a mess of familiar shaggy haired blonde. Corazon?
“What the hell Cora!” Law snaps out of his shock and releases his death grip on your arm before walking over to Corazon with an irritated scowl on his face. “I thought you had some kind of “surprise” for us?”
“It’s me...” Cora points at himself with a frown on his face, clearly dejected by Law’s not so enthusiastic reaction. “I’m the surprise...”
“Well it’s a crappy surprise.” Maybe to him it was, but to you, it was the best surprise ever.
“Cora...” Is he really here? You blink a few times to make sure you're not just seeing things before your lips curl into what feels like the first genuine smile this week. “You’re back!” Your feet move on their own until you find yourself being engulfed by a bear hug.
“Y/N!” His arms tighten around your frame as he ignores the ferocious scolding Law was giving him. “At least you’re happy to see me.”
“I wonder why.” You hear Law’s teasing snicker, but you couldn’t care less. After the week you’ve had, alongside the fact that you missed the man, Corazon’s hug was more than welcomed.
“I’m glad to be back.” He gives you one last squeeze before pulling away. “So why don’t you two catch me up to speed.” The blonde sits down in his office chair.
“I’d be happy to.” Law mumbles while walking back around the desk, plopping down in the spare office chair. Seeing that there were no more seats, you jump up and sit on an empty spot on Cora’s desk. “All I have to say is you're lucky I’m paid well, otherwise I would have quit.”
“It was that bad?” You watch as Corazon’s red eyes widen at Law’s rather brutal statement.
“Yeah it was.” The younger man sighs while leaning back into the chair. “But considering the position she was put in, poor Y/N had it way worse than anyone.” You freeze up realizing the blonde's attention was now fully on you.
In Corazon’s absence, you filled in as the head of the financials department. Considering you’ve been his personal assistant for around two years, you thought you were prepared to handle his work load and role, but you were terribly mistaken.
“It really wasn’t that bad.” Oh it was much more than bad, but Cora didn’t need to know that. You could already tell from the look on his face that he was starting to feel bad, and right now that is the last thing you want to see. “We got the job done, that's all that matters!”
“You didn’t sound that optimistic yesterday.” You shoot the rather sassy Law some side eye, hoping he would get the message. “I could rant all day, but I need to start working.” Thankfully, he gets up from the chair and walks over to the door. “See you guys later.” The door slams shut behind him, leaving you and Cora alone.
“Well..” You look at Corazon who was studying your face. He’s definitely onto me. “…” Your dangling feet shuffle awkwardly as you think of what to do or say. “Hi?”
“Y/N.” The unusual sharp look in his eyes and the stern way he said your name made your knees buckle together. “I want you to tell me what happened.”
“If I’m being honest, I’d rather not talk about..” Just recalling the ten meltdowns, five bathroom crying sessions and the infinite number of times you were ready to pull your hair out made sent a shiver down your spine. “Needless to say I had big shoes to fill in your absence. But you know me, I managed.” Managed to survive at least.
“I guess I do have a pretty big foot~” Adorning the goofy smile you love, he holds his leg up in the air, showing off the large brown dress shoe. “Y/N, you were supposed to laugh or at least crack a smile.” Normally you would, but you're still on edge. “I won’t press you on the subject anymore, just know I’m sorry I left you in such a situa- AH-” The blonde yelps as his desk chair flies out from underneath him, sending him straight to the floor.
“Cora!” You jump down from the desk and kneel beside the groaning man. “Are you..pft.” Your hand slams over your mouth as you try to hold back a laugh, but it was hard considering he was splayed out like a starfish.
“If I didn’t know any better, I’d say my sweet Y/N was about to laugh at me.”
“No sir.” Seeing the look of betrayal on his face was enough to send you over the edge. “I’m so sorry!” You were expecting him to scold you, but to your surprise his deep laughter begins to echo with yours in the office.
“Don’t worry about it.” The clumsy man lifts up from the ground and manages to stand up before helping you from your kneeling position. “Seeing you smile puts my weary soul at ease.” Your cheeks heat up at his declaration, but you could say the same to him. The stress weighing you down has almost vanished just from being around the man. “Y/N..”
“Yes sir?” You lean back onto the desk as Cora sits back down in his office chair.
“Since you’ve had a bad week, I want you to take off the rest of the day.” You immediately swoon at the idea of having the rest of the day off, but Corazon just got back and if you were being completely honest with yourself, you’d rather work just for the sake of getting to be around him. “With that being said, there is something else I’d like to throw out there.”
“And that is?”
“I read in an article that the best remedy for work related stress is a weekend getaway.” You raise a brow in confusion. Where is he going with this? “And I just so happen to have a lovely vacation home in Dressrosa.”
“Wait, are you?”
“Absolutely.” The blonde smirks while crossing his arms. “It will be my treat since you’ve had such a rough week, so what do you say?”
“I-.” The thought of going to Corazon’s private vacation home, spending an entire three day weekend with him is a dream come true, but then again was it a good idea considering your feelings for him? Just hearing him say that was enough for you to have a full romanticized weekend scenario swirling in your head. But then again you’ve always wanted to go to the world's number one vacation spot, so for better or worse.. “Yes, I’d love to.”
“I’m glad to hear it.” His hand reaches into the pocket of his suit jacket before pulling his phone out. “I’m going to text Law to see if he wants to come along.” For all the wrong reasons, you hope Law declines. “And I’ll work on getting our flight set up, in the meantime you can go home and get packed.”
“Okay!” You jump down from the desk and make your way out of his office, feeling more than excited for this trip.
~~~~
Corazon picked you up an hour after you left from his office and brought you to the airport. On the way over he informed you Law had said no, meaning it was just going to be the two of you. Thank you Law. Once you entered the airport, a group of employees ushered both you and Cora to a door that was labeled V.I.P’s, at first you were confused, but now that you're standing in front of the huge jet with “Donquixote Brothers” written on the side, it made sense.
“I’ll go get our luggage put up.” Corazon takes the heavy luggage out of your hands. “Go ahead and get on board.” You nod and make your way up the stairs connecting to the jet.
“Oh wow.” Your eyes sparkle as you take in the fancy surroundings. The first thing that stood out to you was the huge flatscreen TV mounted into the wall. In front of it sat a leather loveseat alongside a table and a mini bar attached to the side. If this isn’t luxury I don’t know what is.
“Pretty neat, isn’t it?” You were too busy gawking at the tricked out jet to notice the blonde had walked up behind you. “Grab a seat and get comfy, we should be taking off soon.” He walks over to the loveseat and flops down while propping his long legs on the table.
“Okay.” You glance at the empty spot right next to Corazon and then to the row of empty seats that sat on the other side of the jet. Despite wanting to sit next to him, you also want to respect his space, so you walk towards the empty seats.
“You know Y/N- “ Hearing your name, you stop in place and look over your shoulder. “If you sit all the way over there I won’t be able to talk to you.” His large hand came down to pat the empty slot. “Come here.”
“Okay.” You could feel your heart pounding against your chest as you slot yourself down next to him.
“There, that alot better.” Cora said with a grin as you got comfy in the seat. It was almost funny how sheepish you feel considering you're constantly sitting close to man whether it be in a meeting or when you worked together in his office, but none of these situations have felt quite this intimate as this. “And while we’re at it.” His hand comes down to your nose, giving it a playful pinch. “You're too tense.” And whose fault is that? “It’s just me, so relax.”
“Attention, this is your captain speaking.” A staticy voice fills the cabin. “We have been given permission to take off, please buckle your seatbelts at this time.” The idea of "relaxing" is completely thrown out the window as you hear the jet engine start up. You didn’t tell the man sitting next to you this, but this was your first time flying.
Calm down Y/N. You glance over at Corazon and see that he has already buckled. You’ve got this. You reach down and grab the buckle, but immediately drop it thanks to your jittering hands.
“Y/N?” A warm hand lands on your shoulder as you try to grab the buckle again. “What’s wrong?”
“Well..” As bad as you hated to admit it to him, you knew there was no use in hiding it any longer. “This is my first time flying, so I’m a little nervous.” More like a lot. “I blame it on the unsavory amount of airplane related horror movies.”
“Is that so?” He lets out a lighthearted chuckle as his hand moves down to take the metal buckle from your hands. “I’ll help you.” His tall body leans over yours as he slides the buckle over your lap to lock it in place.“ One more thing.” The breath in your throat hitches as he gives the strap on the belt a firm tug, causing it to tighten around your lap. “You’re all set.”
“Thank you.” You really hope he didn’t notice the way his actions caused your plush thighs to rub together.
“You’re welcome.” Cora relaxes back in his seat. “And don’t worry you little scaredy cat, I assure you there are no snakes on this plane.”
“Thanks for the reassurance.” Your eyes roll seeing the subtle smirk forming on his face. “Now if you’ll do me a favor-” You take a deep breath and relax your body into the chair while mentally preparing yourself for takeoff. “Let me know when we are in the sky.” Your eyes slam shut feeling the jet gain speed as it went down the runway.
“I love this feeling.” The blonde beside you laughs in delight as the plane leaves the ground. “It’s like riding a rollercoaster.”
“I wish...” Your words waiver through gritted teeth feeling your stomach twist into knots. “I could say the same.”
“It will be okay Y/N.” Corazon's deep, soothing voice fills your ringing ears. “Keep your eyes closed and breath.” Your balled up hand loosen feeling long fingers lace in between your own. “We will be in the air soon.”
About 20 minutes later, Cora’s hand squeezes yours before letting go. “You can open now.” Slowly you open your eyes and sigh in relief knowing the worst part is over.
“I survived.” You slump back into your chair feeling both victorious and a little bit giddy thanks to his warmth lingering on your hand.
“That you did.” Corazon’s lips curl into a suspicious smile before he pulls out his phone. “I even took a commemorative photo.” Of course he did. “See.”
“Cora!” You grimace seeing the less than flattering photo. Your face was scrunched up and consumed with fear, and then there was Corazon throwing up a peace sign with a grin on his face. “Delete that.”
“Nope~ as a matter of fact I may make it my background.” A pout forms on your lips as he once again puts his phone in your face. “Or should I make this one my background?” You were expecting another bad photo of yourself, but the one on his screen was actually…cute? The look on your face was much more relaxed and seeing his hand wrapped around yours brought a smile to your face.
“The first one is a definite no.” You reach up and take the phone from his hands. “The second one, yes.” With a few clicks you make the picture his background before handing him the phone back. “I’d delete the first one but considering how many pictures I have of you caught off guard...” You smile thinking of the photo album on your phone dedicated to the clumsy man’s many falls and other unfortunate accidents. “I think we're even.”
“My one compared to your hundreds doesn't sound very “even”.” He raises a brow while putting his phone back into his pocket. “Anyways, we have about three hours before we reach Dressrosa, I say we watch a movie to pass the time.” He grabs a remote from the table and flips on the tv. “Do you want to watch anything in particular?”
“Not really, I’ll watch anything…..as long as it doesn't involve a plane crashing into the ocean.”
~~~~
“Attention passengers, this is your captain speaking.” You wake up hearing the cabin speaker fill the space once more. “We are starting to descend to the Island of Dressrosa. Please place your seat belts on at this time.” We’re already there??
You try to lift up but something heavy is keeping you from doing so. After a small investigation, you realize that something heavy was one of Corazon’s arms slung around your shoulders. A dorky smile forms on your face seeing that you were practically being cuddled by the huge man. But as much as you were enjoying being close to him, you also needed to buckle up and have him do the same.
“Cora?” Your elbow gently nudges his side, trying to coax him awake. “Coraaaaa.”
“Hmm.” You feel the blonde's chest rumble as his red eyes flutter open. He glances down at you as a sleepy smile forms on his face. “My pretty girl.” His arm tightens around you form, pulling you even closer to his side.
“What?” Your brain short circuits hearing what he had just said. Not only did he call you pretty, but there was a my in front of it , obviously meaning…Before you could analyze it further, a loud snore pulled you from your thoughts. HE WAS ASLEEP?! “CORA wake up!”
“Okay, I’m up.” The warmth of his arm sadly leaves your body as it stretches above his head. “Are we already there?”
“Yeah, we're getting ready to land.” Grabbing the buckle, you put it on like a seasoned veteran, unlike earlier. “You need to buckle.”
“Right.” He grabs his own and locks it in place. “That was such a good nap, I don’t even remember falling asleep.” If that is the case, you doubt he remembers what he said either. “Check this out Y/N.” You lean over as he motions to the small window. “Figured you’d want to take a look at your home for the next three days.”
“It’s gorgeous.” Your eyes widen seeing the twinkling blue ocean surrounding the massive island. “Look Cora, I think I saw a Dolphin!” You lean even closer to the window and tap on the glass excited to see something so cool already. The man didn’t say anything, but for whatever reason he was blushing. Looking down, you realize the hand keeping you balanced was resting dangerously close to a certain area on him. “Sorry!” Embrasemnt fills your cheeks as you jerk your hand away.
“It’s okay.” He smiles while dismissively waving his hand. “In all honesty it was cute seeing you fangirl.”
“What can I say, I love my marine life.”
“If that’s the case, call me Coralzon.”
“......”
“Get it? Coral plus Corazon…..”
~~~~
After surviving the blonde's countless, corny sea related jokes, you unboard the jet and get into a chauffeured car. As the vehicle drove you to the vacation home, you took pictures of different things as Corazon explained some of Dressrosa’s history to you.
“Ummmmmm.” Your eyes nearly bug out seeing what was in front of you. “You call that a “vacation home”?” Considering its size, it was more like a mansion.
“Just wait until you see the inside.” Cora said while grabbing your luggage from the trunk. “Let’s go.” You follow him up the brick staircase and end up in front of a huge door. “Normally I have staff here,” He types a code into the door's electronic handle before opening it. “But since it's just going to be me and you for the weekend, I didn't see the need.”
“Right.” In all honesty you were relieved hearing that. It was going to be much more comfortable just being you and him vs you, him and 20 plus strangers.
“Come on in and make yourself at home.” You step through the doorway and have to stop your jaw from hitting the floor. One thought popped into your head as you looked at the lavish details decorating the home's interior, I wish I was rich. “I’ll give you the grandtour.” You follow him down a long hallway before he stops at a set of sliding glass doors. “The pool is out this way.” No way. You walk up to the doors and peek outside. The pool was not only huge, but it had connected slides and a fancy waterfall. I really, really wish I was rich. “Someone looks excited.”
“Can you blame me? You have a literal waterpark in your backyard.”
“A waterpark?” He raises a brow while laughing at your statement. “I’ll take you to your room so you can get changed.” Corazon takes you up a set of stairs that lead up to the second floor. “Your room is right here.” He stops at a huge wooden door and opens it, revealing the most posh bedroom you’ve ever laid eyes on. “What do you think?” Walking further into the room, you spin around, soaking up all the fine details.
“It’s perfect.” Your eyes land on the huge, king size bed that is practically screaming to be laid on. “But~” You stride over to the bed and let yourself flop down on it. Immediately you were sent to cloud 9 feeling the plush mattress below.
“I take the bed, has your seal of approval?” With your face still smushed into the mattress, you lift your hand, giving the blonde a thumbs up. “I’m going to go get changed and I’ll meet you at the pool.”
“Okay!” You lift up from the bed and wave as Corazon leaves the room. “Now let’s see…” You grab your duffle bag and unzip it before digging around. “There you are.” You hold up your favorite colored two piece swimsuit. Making quick work of your clothes, you change into the swimsuit and walk over to the standing mirror in the corner of the room.
From the way the color complemented your skin tone, to the way your curves were defined and on display ,you were an absolute ten and could have anyone foaming at the mouth. I wonder.. It may be wishful thinking, but you kinda hope Cora would react that way. Shaking your thoughts, you slip on a pair of sandals and make your way down to the pool.
~~~~
“Corazon?” You step down from the glass door while looking for any sign of the man. I guess I’m the first one here. You throw your towel over one of the lounge chairs and slip your sandals off before walking over to the pool. “Just right~” A satisfied hum rumbles in your chest, feeling the perfect water temperature on the tips of your toes.
You get into the water and float on your back, letting the warmth from the sun cover you like a blanket. “I needed this.”
“I agree, you did need this.” Hearing Cora’s muffled voice, you stand up in the water and nearly choke on air seeing the man looming over you. “Sorry it took me so long, I brought us some drinks.” Although you’ve tried to imagine it many many times, you’ve never seen Corazon shirtless… until now. “How's the water?”
“It’s.” Your eyes shamelessly gloss over every inch of his god-like body. “Wet.” Seeing this alone was more than enough to deem your crappy work week well worth it. “Very wet.”
“Wet?” The blonde raises a brow as he sits the drinks down at the pool's edge.
“I meant perfect!” You laugh nervously while mentally smacking yourself for being an absolute embarrassment. “It feels great…”
“That’s good.” Cora smiles and thankfully doesn't question any further on your rather odd answer. “Before I get in, will you do me a huge favor?”
“Of course.” He could honestly ask you to bark like a dog right now and you would. “What do you need?”
“Well.” With a sheepish expression on his face, he pulls a bottle of sunscreen from the pocket of his swim shorts. “I’d rather not start this weekend off by suffering from a sunburn, could you get my back?”
“Sure!” Getting to look at his muscles was one thing, but getting to feel them.. I’ve hit the jackpot. The water rushes down your body as you step out of the pool. “I’ll take that.” You walk up to Cora and take the bottle from his hands. “Turn around for me… umm Cora?” Is he.. Blood rushes to your cheeks seeing his equally shameless eyes grazing over every inch of your curvy body. “Is something wrong?”
“Oh, no. It’s just.” He snaps out of his trance and turns around, but you can see his embarrassment forming as a pink hue on the tips of his ears. “Your swimsuit is really cute.” A loverstriken smile forms on your face realizing there was no denying it, he was definitely checking you out. “Or maybe you’re what makes it so cute.” ……. He thinks I’m cute?
“Oh thank you.” You couldn't be more thankful for the fact that he wasn’t facing you, because you could feel your already flustered face getting a million times worse. But as much as you want to fawn over his compliment, you also don’t want him to get suspicious. “This may be a little cold.” You snap the bottle's lid open to pour some of the cream in the palm of your hands before rubbing them together to evenly coat them. His muscles danced under your fingertips as you massage the sunscreen all over his pale skin. “All done!”
“Thank you.” No, thank you~ He stands up to his full height and turns around to face you with a suspicious look curling at his lips. “Hey Y/N, how long do I need to wait before getting in the water?”
“Let’s see.” You flip the bottle around and read under the directions. “Looks like it works immediately so- Cora!” The bottle of sunscreen falls from your hands and rolls away as Corazon effortlessly picks you up to sling you over one of his broad shoulders.
“Thanks, that’s all I needed to know~” Oh no. “No, we can have fun!”
Please don’t trip, please don’t trip. Despite the wishful mantra in your head, the clumsy man slips on the bottle that had fallen from your hands moments ago, sending you both crashing down. Thankfully luck was on your side as you felt cool water splashing around you instead of the rough concrete surrounding the pool.
You swim to the surface and expect to see one of two things. 1- Corazon’s body half in the water, while the other half was on the concrete. Or 2- He didn’t make it into the pool at all.
“Soooo.” A tall shadow forms over you as the surrounding water ripples against your skin. “Wanna play mermaids?” The unforeseen option 3- He actually made it into the pool.
“Just so you know.” You turn to him and move your wet disheveled hair from your eyes in order to glare at him. “If you would have dropped me before we got to the pool, I would have never forgiven you…. But to answer your question, yes we can play mermaids.”
~~~~
“I need a break.” After spending all day going down the slides, playing a few rounds of Marco/Polo (Despite his best effort, Corazon didn’t catch you not even once.) and doing just about every pool activity two childish adults could think of, you were absolutely worn out. You swim over to one of the pools' concrete edges and jump up to sit on it.
“Me too.” The blonde treads over to you holding the drinks from earlier in his hands. “I hope you like lemonade.”
“Thank you.” You grab one of the bottles from his hands and open the cap before taking a sip. “You know, I’m really glad you brought me here.”
“Me too.” He brought his own drink up to his lips as he sat next to you. “You deserved it after having to deal with all that stressful work.”
“I don’t speak for Law, but funny enough, that wasn’t the worst part for me.” Your eyes look into the bright orange sun disappearing into the horizon. Here goes nothing. “For me it was not having you around and if I’m being totally honest, I missed you like crazy.”
“So, you missed me like crazy?” You didn’t even have the chance to respond before Corazon jumps back into the pool and slots himself in between your legs. “That explains it..”
“I did.” Your body quivers as you look up at the man towering over you. He is so close. “But umm.” You take another sip to combat the nervous lump forming in your throat. “What do you mean by “explains it.””
“You know…” As he speaks, you watch the normal, soft red color of his eyes darken to a crimson shade. “When you were humping the edge of my desk.”
“What?!” Out of shock from what you just heard, some of the lemonade in your mouth escapes and runs down your torso. There’s no way.. “How did you-“ The embarrassing questions in your mind and the words in your throat die as his large hand latches onto your hair.
“Look at that, I’ve not even done anything and you're already making a mess.” Oh fuck. Your heart hammers in your chest as he suddenly pulls your hair back, exposing your neck to his hot breath. “And you call me clumsy.” His deep laugh vibrates against your throat as his warm, wet tongue laps up the sugary liquid from your skin. “My sweet girl, what will I ever do with you?” His grip on your hair loosen as his tongue moves further down to the valley between your breasts. “As cute as this is.” His hands snake around your back to play the clasp of your swim top. “I’d much rather it be off, wouldn’t you?”
In your shocked state, you can't think of anything coherent, let alone answer his question. But you know you didn’t want him to stop, so you nod and watch his lips curl into a sexy smirk. The clasp comes undone as the shoulder straps to fall down your arms, leaving your supple breasts exposed to him. The situation looks and feels too good to be true, but you feel the way his tongue licks up the last of the lemonade on your skin while his hungry eyes stay glued to yours. There was no more room for doubt, this was real and happening.
“But to answer your question.” You shiver feeling his hands come down on your thighs, giving the plush skin a firm squeeze. “Since I hold a high title in the company and keep important documents in my office, I got a camera installed.” Your eyes widen realizing where the conversation was going. So that’s how. “The camera is hooked up to an app on my phone that sends me notifications when movement is detected. And strangely enough I got one while I was out.” His hands slowly ghost up and down your thighs, causing goosebumps to form on flesh. “I opened it, and there you were, desperately grinding your cute pussy against my desk.”
Your cheeks flush knowing what you did was wrong on many levels, but you remember how frustrated you were and how desperately you needed to get away from the chaos, even if it was just for a moment. Then you got the bright idea to sneak away into Corazon’s office to “blow off some steam.” You thought no one would bother you, let alone find out.
“At first I felt guilty, because no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t stop watching you.” You try to look away out of embarrassment, but one of his hands firmly grabs either side of your jaw, giving you no choice but to look into his lusty gaze. “But then I heard you whimpering my name and realized that little show yours was just for me~”
“Cora~” You bite your lip feeling his other hand start to rub up and down your swimsuit covered pussy.
“Yeah pretty girl, just like that.” He smirks as his fingers hook around the slit. “Tell me, what were you imagining?”
“Isn’t that obvious- fuc-” A raspy moan escapes your lips as he tugs the fabric up to grind against your clit.
“Y/N…” The breath in your throat hitches as the hand on your jaw tightens as a warning. “Answer me.”
“I imagined that you were there.” With every roll of your hips against the desk, you imagined that Corazon was leaning back in his desk chair, giving you the same sexy smirk he was now. “And that you were watching me.”
“Good girl, that's what I wanted to hear.” The low and seductive tone of his praise sends even more heat behind the very fabric that he was holding. “I feel so bad I wasn’t there to help you, but I’m here now, you just have to tell me what you want.”
“Please.” You don’t exactly have a lot (any) of experience in this area besides what you have read in a book or watched on TV, so you have no idea what you're begging for. But you do know one thing. “I want you to me feel good~”
“You do?” He mocks your plea while rubbing his thumb over the bunched up fabric around your clit. “I would never deny you, especially since you're so needy for me.” Cora’s hands on your jaw releases and in one movement, he rips the bottoms away, leaving you completely exposed to him. “Would you look at that..” He whistles while bringing two fingers glide up and down your dripping cunt. “You got so wet just from me rubbing this.”
“Yes~” Your mouth falls open as the two fingers collecting your arousal begin to directly circle around the swollen bundle of nerves. “I love it!” You could no longer care about being embarrassed, Corazon had you completely under his spell and you weren't about to fight it.
“I’m gonna make you feel so good~ His promise causes your back to meet the concrete as he slowly sinks his middle finger into your wet entrance. “Fuck your pussy is tight.” His large body leans over yours until his lips are mere inches away from yours. “If I didn’t know better, I’d say you were a virgin.” Well..
Before you could utter a word, blonde hair brushes against your cheeks as his lips meet yours. To your surprise the kiss was soft and sweet and It would have stayed that way, but Cora curls up against a spongy spot that your fingers have never been able to reach before, causing you to whimper in delight against his lips.
“You like it when I touch you there?” Corazon smirks against your lips while his finger continues to target that spot. “You want more?”
“Yes.” Your heels dig into the concrete as another one of his long thick fingers begin to stretch you. “Cora~” The way the pads of his fingers were milking your g-spot, to the way his palm was bumping up against your swollen clit with every movement, it felt too good. “M’ gonna.”
“Go ahead.” Your back arches off the rough concrete as the lewd sounds of Cora fingering fucking your wet pussy flood your ears. “Cum for me.” The command sends you over the edge, causing your gummy walls to constrict around his fingers. “Good girl~” He rides you through your orgasm before slowly pulling his dripping fingers out, leaving you with a feeling empty. “Are you okay?”
“Yes.” You hiss as Cora helps you up from the less than comfortable position. “So uh.. that happened.”
“It did.” He gives you a soft smile before bringing your head to rest against his abs. “Did you enjoy it?”
“I did.” His tongue and touch had you on cloud nine the entire time. “Especially since It was my first time having something like that happen.”
“Oh well that’s goooo…. hold on.” Corazon grabs your shoulders and looks down at you with wide, panic filled eyes. “Are you actually a…”
“Yup, I’m still a virgin.” You watch as the man's expression goes completely blank. “Umm, Surprise!”
“What?!” Water splashes up on your thighs as Cora falls straight back into the water. Yeah, he’s definitely surprised. “Y/N I am so sorry.” The now sobbing blonde, resurfaces and pulls you into a bone crushing hug. “If I would have know I would have-“
“It’s okay Cora.” You gently pat his back knowing what he was about to say. “I really liked both what you did and what you said.” Just thinking about how his deep voice spoke pure filth to you earlier had your toes curling. “And if i'm being honest, I want to go even further.”
“Wait.” He pulls away from the hug while sporting a serious look on his face. “You want me to..?” You confirm your words with a nod. “But what if I hurt you?”
“Cora, I trust you.” And you did, more than anything or anyone. On top of your love for the man, Corazon was a green flag with a heart of gold, these things alone gave you the confident feeling of knowing he was the right person. “And the fact that you're worried about hurting me, lets me know you won’t.” Out of curiosity, your eyes pan down to his erection straining against his heart decorated swim shorts. Not intentionally at least.. “I really want to, so please.”
“Okay, I will.” The tense look he had softens as he grabs both of your arms. “But not here, grab onto me.” You wrap your arms around his neck while his arms hook under your plush thighs, pulling you further up his body. “I’m going to make this special for you.”
~~~~
Corazon carries you into a room that you immediately recognize as his (The faint smell of cigarettes was a dead giveaway). He brought you over to his enormous bed before gently laying you in the middle.
“Are you sure about this?” The bed shifts as his large frame hoovers over yours.
“I am.” The soft duvet caresses your skin as you spread your legs out, showing him just how sure you were. “Please, take me.”
“Okay.” His cheeks dust over crimson hearing your words. “We’ll take it nice and slow, okay?” You nod your head as he plays with the strings on his swim shorts.
“Cora….” With wide eyes you look down at the scene in between your legs. Fuck… You already knew losing your virginity was going to hurt, but seeing the massive cock that was about to take it sent a chill down your spine.
“Don’t worry sweet girl.” Along with his feather soft words, he leans down to press a reassuring kiss on your lips. “If it becomes too much, just tell me and I’ll stop.” Your body shudders feeling his tip prodding the entrance of your soaked hole. “Take a deep breath for me.”
You take in the deep breath like he instructed as his tip pressed into your opening. “Cora.” Your arms wrap around his back as you whimper from the stinging pain of being stretched for the first time. “H-urts.”
“I’m sorry.” It didn’t come as a surprise to you hearing the guilt riddle tone of Corazon's apology. If there’s one thing he hated, it was seeing someone in pain. And since he was causing it, you know it had to be eating him alive. “Do you need me to stop?”
“No.” You shake your head as his thumbs wipe away the tears spilling from your eyes. “Keep going.” Inch by inch he sunk into your wet heat until he bottomed out against your cervix, causing you to wince from the sharp pain that shocked waved through your body. “Stay still please.” Your eyes slam shut while your nails dig into the skin on his shoulder blades. “I just need to get used to it.”
“Take all the time you need.” His hair tickles against the skin of your neck as he whispers sweet nothings against your ear while you get adjusted to his overwhelming size. “You're doing so good.” The pain dulled to discomfort, the discomfort turned into something that had you wanting to grind against him.
“You can move..” The blonde pulls away from your neck and you expect him to start moving, but he completely freezes. “Cora?”
“Y/N…” Your name falls from his lips as a whisper, while his large hands come down to lace with your much smaller ones. “Do you have any clue just how bad I’ve wanted you?”
“…” Did he really just say that?
“I’m going to take that look as a “no.”” He chuckles seeing the more than stunned expression adorning your flustered face.. “I guess I’ll have to show you.”
“Cor-!” Your hands tighten around his feeling his cock slowly drags out of your walls. Once his tip met the opening of your entrance, his hips snapped back into you, hitting a spot deep within you that sent pleasure all the way down to the tips of your curling toes.
The lewd sound of your bodies connecting fills the room as Cora sets a steady pace. It was almost hard to believe the same man who tips over thin air was hitting your sweet spots over and over again.
“S’ good~” You babble while bringing your hips down to meet his in search of friction. “More~”
“Yeah?” Corazon brings your hands over your head to hold them both between one of his large ones. “Fuck Y/N.” Hearing the way he growled your name so deeply has your walls fluttering around him. “That’s right, good girl~ keep squeezing around me.”
The world around you blurs as your eyes water over from the sheer ecstasy of being so split open and so full of Corazon’s cock. “Cora please!” The bed creaks and shakes as his thrusts speed up in response to your plea. “You’re making me feel so good~” Your legs wrap around his back feeling the built up pleasure in your abdomen ready to burst. “I’m gonna-“ The warning dies in your throat as he slams against your cervix, sending you over the edge.
“Me too-” You feel his cock twitch against your pulsating walls before he pulls out, spilling his warm release on your stomach.
Corazon releases his hold on your hands as his large frame falls down next to you before he pulls your sweaty body against his. For a few minutes neither of you speak, instead enjoy each other’s presence while basking in the afterglow of orgasmic bliss.
“Are you okay?” The blonde questions as his hands soothingly trail up and down your back.
“I’m a little sore, but other than that I’m perfect.” It was everything you had hoped it would be and then some. “I think It’s safe to say I won’t have a “losing my virginity horror story.””
“That’s good to hear.” Once again you find yourself in his arms as he stands up from the bed. “I say we go take a nice, hot shower.”
“That sounds lovely.”
~~~~
“Holy-“ As the light in the bathroom flickered on, you couldn't help but stare at the huge shower in awe. It was definitely custom made for someone as big and tall as Corazon, but something else beside its size was starting to stand out. “What’s with the buttons?” You motion over to the small panel beside the shower door.
“Let me show you.” He walks over to the panel before pressing one of the buttons. “This one turns the shower on.” With a single click, the shower turns on causing hot steam to fill the room. “This one controls the water setting.” You watch as the shower changes from a steady stream to a delightful rain shower. “And this one warms the tiles so your feet aren’t cold.”
“Fancy~”
You step into the shower first and immediately appreciate the pleasantly warm tiles under your feet. This is heaven~ The soreness in your muscles melts away as the gentle stream of hot water cascades down your figure.
“Hey Cora.” The man behind you hums in acknowledgment. “It’s it okay if I use your body wash?”
“Of course you can.” You pull away from the stream and watch him reach up to one of the ridiculously tall shower shelves to pull down a dark blue bottle. “If you want, I’ll do it for you.”
“I’d appreciate it.” You're more than glad he offered considering you don’t have enough energy to even lift your arms up. You turn your back to him as the sound of the bottle cap clicking open echoes against the tiles. A satisfied hum leaves your lips the second his soapy hands meet your shoulders “Feels nice~”The way his fingers worked the knots and the soreness out of your muscles was simply euphoric. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome princess.” A sleepy smile forms on your lips feeling his arms wrap around your middle before resting his head on yours. This really is heaven.
~~~~
After showering, Corazon took it upon himself to go to your room to retrieve your sleep clothes while you waited in the warm bathroom. He returns a few minutes later and hands the clothes through the bathroom door before shutting it, giving you the privacy to get changed. You slide your sleep shirt over your head and slip on the pair of panties before sitting on the edge of the vanity. Now that you are alone and have come back down from the high of everything that’s happened today, it’s time for the rational part of your brain to process it.
Embarrassingly enough, Cora now knew about you getting off in his office, but he (obviously) didn’t mind it. After that one thing led to another and you lost your v-card to him. It was a dream come and you were happy that your first time was with someone you have genuine feelings for. But…..
You may be fresh and new to the sex scene, but you’ve heard enough stories from co-workers to know that no matter how passionate it was or what sweet words were spoken, sex does not equal feelings.
Do you have any clue just how bad I’ve wanted you? You place a hand over your stinging heart realizing there is a possibility he only said that due to the heat of the moment or out of lust.
I need to know... Your feet meet the cold marble floor below as you pad out of the bathroom room. You open the door to see the blonde sitting in his bed with the blankets peeled back. Even though the only light in the room was from a dim, bedside lamp, the space was bright with his infectious grin.
“Cora.” For the first time ever, seeing his beaming smile didn’t make one of your own form, instead it brought tears to the corner of your eyes.
“Y/N?” His smile faded away as he took notice of your sudden change in mood. “Hey... come here.” His arms open and in search of comfort, you waste no time running into them. “Talk to me.” You fight back the tears that threaten to spill while hiding your face into his chest. “What’s going on in that pretty head of yours?”
“It's just..” Did what happened today mean anything to you? Did your words hold any meaning? Do you have any feelings for me, or do you just see me as someone to have sex with? Despite these questions sitting on the tip of your tongue, you can’t bring yourself to ask them. “I can’t believe what a day I’ve had!” You muster up the best fake happy tone you can in hopes of throwing him off. “I took my first airplane ride, and took my first…. you know.”
“Y/N..” You cringe hearing the doubtful tone of his voice. “What’s really-“ A cheerful melody fills the room, turning both yours and his attention to the night stand. You pull away from his chest as he reaches over to grab the ringing cell phone. “Out of everyone, why did it have to be him calling me.” With a scowl on his face, his thumb swipes across the phone.
“Dammit Doffy, what part of “I’m taking the day off” don’t you understand?” You hear the older blonde growl something in response on the other line. “Can’t you get someone else to do it?” The brothers bicker back and forth with one another for a few minutes before meeting a conclusion. “Fine, if it’s that important.. I’ll call you in fifteen.” His deep voice mumbles as he hangs the phone up.
“What was that about?”
“My brother needs my help crunching some numbers.” His red eyes roll out of frustration. “Apparently that absolutely couldn’t wait until Monday.”
If you’ve learnt one thing about Corazon’s red flag of an older brother, it’s this. What Doflamingo wanted, Doflamingo got. You thank your lucky stars everyday that you didn’t end up as his personal assistant, but you still feel bad for the poor girl who’s currently in that position.
“I’m sorry.” His hand reaches out to cup cheek. “You can come with me if you want to.” You knew that if you went with him, you’d end up breaking down, which could potentially ruin this entire weekend.
“It’s okay, I think I’m about to fall asleep anyways” A lopsided grin forms on your lips feeling his thumb gently caressing your skin. “You better get going before your crazy brother shows up on a helicopter.”
“I honestly would not put that past him.” The warmth of his hands disappears as he stands up from the bed. “My office is right across the hall if you need anything.”
The door clicks shut leaving you alone in the now dark room. You pull the duvet over your body and relax into the unfamiliar bed. The negativity swirling in your head causes you to toss and turn. Out of irritation you slam your face into a pillow. As you take a deep inhale, a familiar smell takes over your nostrils. It was warm, it was pleasant, something you were absolutely addicted to.
“Cora.” No longer able to hold back, tears roll down your cheeks as you sob into the pillow. Today was so special to you, every single minute and second of it, all thanks to Corazon. So the gut wrenching possibility of you just being another notch in his belt or maybe even just a weekend fling made the sweet thoughts sour.
Your watery eyes finally close and your shaky breaths even out as the much needed sleep took over your inner turmoil. Your arms subconsciously pull the pillow further into you, desperately needing the comforting smell of vanilla and tobacco that lingers on it.
~~~~
When Corazon finally got done dealing with his brother's antics, it was almost one in the morning. I wonder if she’s still awake? He approaches the door and gently opens it before taking his phone out and using the flashlight to carefully navigate the room. Despite not wanting to wake you up, he quickly flashes his light on the bed. Aww. He couldn't help but swoon seeing you all cute and cozy in his bed.
But as adorable as it was, seeing you clinging to his pillow made him feel a million times worse than he already did for having to leave you alone earlier. Although clumsy, Corazon was not by any means stupid. He knew something more was on your mind and he had hoped to talk to you about it and about what happened today. But right now that would involve having to wake you up, and after hearing your adorable snores, that is something he just can’t bring himself to do.
The blonde takes off his shirt and carefully slots himself next to you on the bed. As he was adjusting his large body, he heard you whine. Cora freezes up thinking you woke up, but to his surprise you abandon the pillow and wiggle your way towards him. He chuckles knowing no matter what had to be done, he was going to steal your attention away from that pillow. But per always, you made his job so much easier.
“Sorry It took me so long.” He wispears the apology while hooking one of his arms around your back, pulling you into his chest. “I’m here now.”
Cora realizes you and him have stepped over the relationship line between boss and employee. But he doesn't feel even a pinch of shame or regret from his recent lack of “professionalism.” He has wanted you for so long and now you're quite literally in his grasp. But even with that being said, he could only hope that you wanted him in the same way that he wanted you.
Weekend Getaway Corazon X Female Reader NSFW Part 1
AN- *Sigh*I love Cora so much. This may be one of my most favorite stories to date. I was originally going to post this a few weeks ago, but ended up redoing some of the story.
Word count- 8.5K
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Summary-Corazon comes back early from his business trip to find out you had a rough week without him. He notices just how stressed you were, so being the good boss he prides himself on, he offers to take you to his vacation home in Dressrosa.
This work is part of a series- To read the Doflamingo X Reader ( Different Y/N, but happens on the same timeline, click here
Relationship- Corazon X Reader Modern AU
Other characters- Law (Co-worker), Doflamingo (Mentioned)
SN- Bold/Italics are reader's thoughts, DF's are not a thing and Corazon can swim. Plus sized reader in mind.
!Warnings&Contents!- Soft Dom Corazon, PWP, Loss Of Virginity (Reader), Vacation Sex, Fingering, Multiple Orgasms, Teasing, Dirty Talk, Pet Names, Masterbation
18+ Only
“Y/N do we really have to?” Law looks up at the massive office complex with distraught swimming in his dull, golden eyes.“Maybe we still have time to call in sick….”
“Sadly we do and sadly we don’t.” You let out a deep sigh and give your co-worker a comforting pat on the back. “Look at it this way, Law. It’s Friday, meaning we just have to make it until the end of the day.”
“True, but.” Out of frustration, Law’s eyes close as he pinches the bridge of his nose. “The past four days were absolute hell, so if we take that into consideration, today will most likely be the same.”
“Yeah..” Even though you were trying to be optimistic, you couldn’t help but agree. This week really took a lot out of you. “I can’t wait for him to be back.”
“Yeah me either, I just hope he’s prepared.” Prepared? You watch as his face contorted into a malicious look as he cracked his knuckles. “Let’s just say, I’m going to give him a piece of my mind.”
“It’s not Cora’s fault that his brother dragged him on a business trip! You know how-'' Two different chiming sounds cut your justification of Corazon short. Speaking of the blonde, you recognize one of the sounds as the personalized text tone you set for him. You grab your phone from your pocket and read the notification.
Cora💕- Go into my office, I have a surprise for you 😁
“Did Cora text you too?” You nod and hold up your phone, showing him the message. “You, know, having hearts by your bosses name isn’t very professional Y/N.”
“Oh that's because… his name means heart…”
“Sure, that’s what it is.” The growing smirk on his face tells you that he was more than aware of the real reason. Why does he have to be so observant? “I’d love to tease you about it more, but I’m kinda curious as to what this “surprise” is.”
“Lucky me.” You roll your eyes and follow your menace of a co-worker into the entrance.
You and Law waved good morning to the front receptionist before taking a trip up the elevator to the forty fifth floor where the financials department called home.
“So..” Law stops in front of the dark pine door with the platinum nameplate “Donquixote Corazon, CFO.” “You have a key to his office, right Y/N?”
“I do.” Sliding your hands into your skirt pocket, you pull out the shiny silver key. “Time for the big reveal.” You insert the key into the handle and turn it before clicking open the door. “Umm?” The electrical buzz of the fluorescent lights flickering on echoes the seemingly normal office. “Law?” Your eyes scan the room and you don’t notice anything that could be labeled a “surprise”, everything was just as Corazon left it.
“Yeah…” Law shuts the door and walks in further to survey the office. “But I don't see a-”
“Y/N!! LAW!!” A voice yells out, causing both you and Law to scream while grabbing onto each other for dear life. “I’m back!” From behind the desk pops up a mess of familiar shaggy haired blonde. Corazon?
“What the hell Cora!” Law snaps out of his shock and releases his death grip on your arm before walking over to Corazon with an irritated scowl on his face. “I thought you had some kind of “surprise” for us?”
“It’s me...” Cora points at himself with a frown on his face, clearly dejected by Law’s not so enthusiastic reaction. “I’m the surprise...”
“Well it’s a crappy surprise.” Maybe to him it was, but to you, it was the best surprise ever.
“Cora...” Is he really here? You blink a few times to make sure you're not just seeing things before your lips curl into what feels like the first genuine smile this week. “You’re back!” Your feet move on their own until you find yourself being engulfed by a bear hug.
“Y/N!” His arms tighten around your frame as he ignores the ferocious scolding Law was giving him. “At least you’re happy to see me.”
“I wonder why.” You hear Law’s teasing snicker, but you couldn’t care less. After the week you’ve had, alongside the fact that you missed the man, Corazon’s hug was more than welcomed.
“I’m glad to be back.” He gives you one last squeeze before pulling away. “So why don’t you two catch me up to speed.” The blonde sits down in his office chair.
“I’d be happy to.” Law mumbles while walking back around the desk, plopping down in the spare office chair. Seeing that there were no more seats, you jump up and sit on an empty spot on Cora’s desk. “All I have to say is you're lucky I’m paid well, otherwise I would have quit.”
“It was that bad?” You watch as Corazon’s red eyes widen at Law’s rather brutal statement.
“Yeah it was.” The younger man sighs while leaning back into the chair. “But considering the position she was put in, poor Y/N had it way worse than anyone.” You freeze up realizing the blonde's attention was now fully on you.
In Corazon’s absence, you filled in as the head of the financials department. Considering you’ve been his personal assistant for around two years, you thought you were prepared to handle his work load and role, but you were terribly mistaken.
“It really wasn’t that bad.” Oh it was much more than bad, but Cora didn’t need to know that. You could already tell from the look on his face that he was starting to feel bad, and right now that is the last thing you want to see. “We got the job done, that's all that matters!”
“You didn’t sound that optimistic yesterday.” You shoot the rather sassy Law some side eye, hoping he would get the message. “I could rant all day, but I need to start working.” Thankfully, he gets up from the chair and walks over to the door. “See you guys later.” The door slams shut behind him, leaving you and Cora alone.
“Well..” You look at Corazon who was studying your face. He’s definitely onto me. “…” Your dangling feet shuffle awkwardly as you think of what to do or say. “Hi?”
“Y/N.” The unusual sharp look in his eyes and the stern way he said your name made your knees buckle together. “I want you to tell me what happened.”
“If I’m being honest, I’d rather not talk about..” Just recalling the ten meltdowns, five bathroom crying sessions and the infinite number of times you were ready to pull your hair out made sent a shiver down your spine. “Needless to say I had big shoes to fill in your absence. But you know me, I managed.” Managed to survive at least.
“I guess I do have a pretty big foot~” Adorning the goofy smile you love, he holds his leg up in the air, showing off the large brown dress shoe. “Y/N, you were supposed to laugh or at least crack a smile.” Normally you would, but you're still on edge. “I won’t press you on the subject anymore, just know I’m sorry I left you in such a situa- AH-” The blonde yelps as his desk chair flies out from underneath him, sending him straight to the floor.
“Cora!” You jump down from the desk and kneel beside the groaning man. “Are you..pft.” Your hand slams over your mouth as you try to hold back a laugh, but it was hard considering he was splayed out like a starfish.
“If I didn’t know any better, I’d say my sweet Y/N was about to laugh at me.”
“No sir.” Seeing the look of betrayal on his face was enough to send you over the edge. “I’m so sorry!” You were expecting him to scold you, but to your surprise his deep laughter begins to echo with yours in the office.
“Don’t worry about it.” The clumsy man lifts up from the ground and manages to stand up before helping you from your kneeling position. “Seeing you smile puts my weary soul at ease.” Your cheeks heat up at his declaration, but you could say the same to him. The stress weighing you down has almost vanished just from being around the man. “Y/N..”
“Yes sir?” You lean back onto the desk as Cora sits back down in his office chair.
“Since you’ve had a bad week, I want you to take off the rest of the day.” You immediately swoon at the idea of having the rest of the day off, but Corazon just got back and if you were being completely honest with yourself, you’d rather work just for the sake of getting to be around him. “With that being said, there is something else I’d like to throw out there.”
“And that is?”
“I read in an article that the best remedy for work related stress is a weekend getaway.” You raise a brow in confusion. Where is he going with this? “And I just so happen to have a lovely vacation home in Dressrosa.”
“Wait, are you?”
“Absolutely.” The blonde smirks while crossing his arms. “It will be my treat since you’ve had such a rough week, so what do you say?”
“I-.” The thought of going to Corazon’s private vacation home, spending an entire three day weekend with him is a dream come true, but then again was it a good idea considering your feelings for him? Just hearing him say that was enough for you to have a full romanticized weekend scenario swirling in your head. But then again you’ve always wanted to go to the world's number one vacation spot, so for better or worse.. “Yes, I’d love to.”
“I’m glad to hear it.” His hand reaches into the pocket of his suit jacket before pulling his phone out. “I’m going to text Law to see if he wants to come along.” For all the wrong reasons, you hope Law declines. “And I’ll work on getting our flight set up, in the meantime you can go home and get packed.”
“Okay!” You jump down from the desk and make your way out of his office, feeling more than excited for this trip.
~~~~
Corazon picked you up an hour after you left from his office and brought you to the airport. On the way over he informed you Law had said no, meaning it was just going to be the two of you. Thank you Law. Once you entered the airport, a group of employees ushered both you and Cora to a door that was labeled V.I.P’s, at first you were confused, but now that you're standing in front of the huge jet with “Donquixote Brothers” written on the side, it made sense.
“I’ll go get our luggage put up.” Corazon takes the heavy luggage out of your hands. “Go ahead and get on board.” You nod and make your way up the stairs connecting to the jet.
“Oh wow.” Your eyes sparkle as you take in the fancy surroundings. The first thing that stood out to you was the huge flatscreen TV mounted into the wall. In front of it sat a leather loveseat alongside a table and a mini bar attached to the side. If this isn’t luxury I don’t know what is.
“Pretty neat, isn’t it?” You were too busy gawking at the tricked out jet to notice the blonde had walked up behind you. “Grab a seat and get comfy, we should be taking off soon.” He walks over to the loveseat and flops down while propping his long legs on the table.
“Okay.” You glance at the empty spot right next to Corazon and then to the row of empty seats that sat on the other side of the jet. Despite wanting to sit next to him, you also want to respect his space, so you walk towards the empty seats.
“You know Y/N- “ Hearing your name, you stop in place and look over your shoulder. “If you sit all the way over there I won’t be able to talk to you.” His large hand came down to pat the empty slot. “Come here.”
“Okay.” You could feel your heart pounding against your chest as you slot yourself down next to him.
“There, that alot better.” Cora said with a grin as you got comfy in the seat. It was almost funny how sheepish you feel considering you're constantly sitting close to man whether it be in a meeting or when you worked together in his office, but none of these situations have felt quite this intimate as this. “And while we’re at it.” His hand comes down to your nose, giving it a playful pinch. “You're too tense.” And whose fault is that? “It’s just me, so relax.”
“Attention, this is your captain speaking.” A staticy voice fills the cabin. “We have been given permission to take off, please buckle your seatbelts at this time.” The idea of "relaxing" is completely thrown out the window as you hear the jet engine start up. You didn’t tell the man sitting next to you this, but this was your first time flying.
Calm down Y/N. You glance over at Corazon and see that he has already buckled. You’ve got this. You reach down and grab the buckle, but immediately drop it thanks to your jittering hands.
“Y/N?” A warm hand lands on your shoulder as you try to grab the buckle again. “What’s wrong?”
“Well..” As bad as you hated to admit it to him, you knew there was no use in hiding it any longer. “This is my first time flying, so I’m a little nervous.” More like a lot. “I blame it on the unsavory amount of airplane related horror movies.”
“Is that so?” He lets out a lighthearted chuckle as his hand moves down to take the metal buckle from your hands. “I’ll help you.” His tall body leans over yours as he slides the buckle over your lap to lock it in place.“ One more thing.” The breath in your throat hitches as he gives the strap on the belt a firm tug, causing it to tighten around your lap. “You’re all set.”
“Thank you.” You really hope he didn’t notice the way his actions caused your plush thighs to rub together.
“You’re welcome.” Cora relaxes back in his seat. “And don’t worry you little scaredy cat, I assure you there are no snakes on this plane.”
“Thanks for the reassurance.” Your eyes roll seeing the subtle smirk forming on his face. “Now if you’ll do me a favor-” You take a deep breath and relax your body into the chair while mentally preparing yourself for takeoff. “Let me know when we are in the sky.” Your eyes slam shut feeling the jet gain speed as it went down the runway.
“I love this feeling.” The blonde beside you laughs in delight as the plane leaves the ground. “It’s like riding a rollercoaster.”
“I wish...” Your words waiver through gritted teeth feeling your stomach twist into knots. “I could say the same.”
“It will be okay Y/N.” Corazon's deep, soothing voice fills your ringing ears. “Keep your eyes closed and breath.” Your balled up hand loosen feeling long fingers lace in between your own. “We will be in the air soon.”
About 20 minutes later, Cora’s hand squeezes yours before letting go. “You can open now.” Slowly you open your eyes and sigh in relief knowing the worst part is over.
“I survived.” You slump back into your chair feeling both victorious and a little bit giddy thanks to his warmth lingering on your hand.
“That you did.” Corazon’s lips curl into a suspicious smile before he pulls out his phone. “I even took a commemorative photo.” Of course he did. “See.”
“Cora!” You grimace seeing the less than flattering photo. Your face was scrunched up and consumed with fear, and then there was Corazon throwing up a peace sign with a grin on his face. “Delete that.”
“Nope~ as a matter of fact I may make it my background.” A pout forms on your lips as he once again puts his phone in your face. “Or should I make this one my background?” You were expecting another bad photo of yourself, but the one on his screen was actually…cute? The look on your face was much more relaxed and seeing his hand wrapped around yours brought a smile to your face.
“The first one is a definite no.” You reach up and take the phone from his hands. “The second one, yes.” With a few clicks you make the picture his background before handing him the phone back. “I’d delete the first one but considering how many pictures I have of you caught off guard...” You smile thinking of the photo album on your phone dedicated to the clumsy man’s many falls and other unfortunate accidents. “I think we're even.”
“My one compared to your hundreds doesn't sound very “even”.” He raises a brow while putting his phone back into his pocket. “Anyways, we have about three hours before we reach Dressrosa, I say we watch a movie to pass the time.” He grabs a remote from the table and flips on the tv. “Do you want to watch anything in particular?”
“Not really, I’ll watch anything…..as long as it doesn't involve a plane crashing into the ocean.”
~~~~
“Attention passengers, this is your captain speaking.” You wake up hearing the cabin speaker fill the space once more. “We are starting to descend to the Island of Dressrosa. Please place your seat belts on at this time.” We’re already there??
You try to lift up but something heavy is keeping you from doing so. After a small investigation, you realize that something heavy was one of Corazon’s arms slung around your shoulders. A dorky smile forms on your face seeing that you were practically being cuddled by the huge man. But as much as you were enjoying being close to him, you also needed to buckle up and have him do the same.
“Cora?” Your elbow gently nudges his side, trying to coax him awake. “Coraaaaa.”
“Hmm.” You feel the blonde's chest rumble as his red eyes flutter open. He glances down at you as a sleepy smile forms on his face. “My pretty girl.” His arm tightens around you form, pulling you even closer to his side.
“What?” Your brain short circuits hearing what he had just said. Not only did he call you pretty, but there was a my in front of it , obviously meaning…Before you could analyze it further, a loud snore pulled you from your thoughts. HE WAS ASLEEP?! “CORA wake up!”
“Okay, I’m up.” The warmth of his arm sadly leaves your body as it stretches above his head. “Are we already there?”
“Yeah, we're getting ready to land.” Grabbing the buckle, you put it on like a seasoned veteran, unlike earlier. “You need to buckle.”
“Right.” He grabs his own and locks it in place. “That was such a good nap, I don’t even remember falling asleep.” If that is the case, you doubt he remembers what he said either. “Check this out Y/N.” You lean over as he motions to the small window. “Figured you’d want to take a look at your home for the next three days.”
“It’s gorgeous.” Your eyes widen seeing the twinkling blue ocean surrounding the massive island. “Look Cora, I think I saw a Dolphin!” You lean even closer to the window and tap on the glass excited to see something so cool already. The man didn’t say anything, but for whatever reason he was blushing. Looking down, you realize the hand keeping you balanced was resting dangerously close to a certain area on him. “Sorry!” Embrasemnt fills your cheeks as you jerk your hand away.
“It’s okay.” He smiles while dismissively waving his hand. “In all honesty it was cute seeing you fangirl.”
“What can I say, I love my marine life.”
“If that’s the case, call me Coralzon.”
“......”
“Get it? Coral plus Corazon…..”
~~~~
After surviving the blonde's countless, corny sea related jokes, you unboard the jet and get into a chauffeured car. As the vehicle drove you to the vacation home, you took pictures of different things as Corazon explained some of Dressrosa’s history to you.
“Ummmmmm.” Your eyes nearly bug out seeing what was in front of you. “You call that a “vacation home”?” Considering its size, it was more like a mansion.
“Just wait until you see the inside.” Cora said while grabbing your luggage from the trunk. “Let’s go.” You follow him up the brick staircase and end up in front of a huge door. “Normally I have staff here,” He types a code into the door's electronic handle before opening it. “But since it's just going to be me and you for the weekend, I didn't see the need.”
“Right.” In all honesty you were relieved hearing that. It was going to be much more comfortable just being you and him vs you, him and 20 plus strangers.
“Come on in and make yourself at home.” You step through the doorway and have to stop your jaw from hitting the floor. One thought popped into your head as you looked at the lavish details decorating the home's interior, I wish I was rich. “I’ll give you the grandtour.” You follow him down a long hallway before he stops at a set of sliding glass doors. “The pool is out this way.” No way. You walk up to the doors and peek outside. The pool was not only huge, but it had connected slides and a fancy waterfall. I really, really wish I was rich. “Someone looks excited.”
“Can you blame me? You have a literal waterpark in your backyard.”
“A waterpark?” He raises a brow while laughing at your statement. “I’ll take you to your room so you can get changed.” Corazon takes you up a set of stairs that lead up to the second floor. “Your room is right here.” He stops at a huge wooden door and opens it, revealing the most posh bedroom you’ve ever laid eyes on. “What do you think?” Walking further into the room, you spin around, soaking up all the fine details.
“It’s perfect.” Your eyes land on the huge, king size bed that is practically screaming to be laid on. “But~” You stride over to the bed and let yourself flop down on it. Immediately you were sent to cloud 9 feeling the plush mattress below.
“I take the bed, has your seal of approval?” With your face still smushed into the mattress, you lift your hand, giving the blonde a thumbs up. “I’m going to go get changed and I’ll meet you at the pool.”
“Okay!” You lift up from the bed and wave as Corazon leaves the room. “Now let’s see…” You grab your duffle bag and unzip it before digging around. “There you are.” You hold up your favorite colored two piece swimsuit. Making quick work of your clothes, you change into the swimsuit and walk over to the standing mirror in the corner of the room.
From the way the color complemented your skin tone, to the way your curves were defined and on display ,you were an absolute ten and could have anyone foaming at the mouth. I wonder.. It may be wishful thinking, but you kinda hope Cora would react that way. Shaking your thoughts, you slip on a pair of sandals and make your way down to the pool.
~~~~
“Corazon?” You step down from the glass door while looking for any sign of the man. I guess I’m the first one here. You throw your towel over one of the lounge chairs and slip your sandals off before walking over to the pool. “Just right~” A satisfied hum rumbles in your chest, feeling the perfect water temperature on the tips of your toes.
You get into the water and float on your back, letting the warmth from the sun cover you like a blanket. “I needed this.”
“I agree, you did need this.” Hearing Cora’s muffled voice, you stand up in the water and nearly choke on air seeing the man looming over you. “Sorry it took me so long, I brought us some drinks.” Although you’ve tried to imagine it many many times, you’ve never seen Corazon shirtless… until now. “How's the water?”
“It’s.” Your eyes shamelessly gloss over every inch of his god-like body. “Wet.” Seeing this alone was more than enough to deem your crappy work week well worth it. “Very wet.”
“Wet?” The blonde raises a brow as he sits the drinks down at the pool's edge.
“I meant perfect!” You laugh nervously while mentally smacking yourself for being an absolute embarrassment. “It feels great…”
“That’s good.” Cora smiles and thankfully doesn't question any further on your rather odd answer. “Before I get in, will you do me a huge favor?”
“Of course.” He could honestly ask you to bark like a dog right now and you would. “What do you need?”
“Well.” With a sheepish expression on his face, he pulls a bottle of sunscreen from the pocket of his swim shorts. “I’d rather not start this weekend off by suffering from a sunburn, could you get my back?”
“Sure!” Getting to look at his muscles was one thing, but getting to feel them.. I’ve hit the jackpot. The water rushes down your body as you step out of the pool. “I’ll take that.” You walk up to Cora and take the bottle from his hands. “Turn around for me… umm Cora?” Is he.. Blood rushes to your cheeks seeing his equally shameless eyes grazing over every inch of your curvy body. “Is something wrong?”
“Oh, no. It’s just.” He snaps out of his trance and turns around, but you can see his embarrassment forming as a pink hue on the tips of his ears. “Your swimsuit is really cute.” A loverstriken smile forms on your face realizing there was no denying it, he was definitely checking you out. “Or maybe you’re what makes it so cute.” ……. He thinks I’m cute?
“Oh thank you.” You couldn't be more thankful for the fact that he wasn’t facing you, because you could feel your already flustered face getting a million times worse. But as much as you want to fawn over his compliment, you also don’t want him to get suspicious. “This may be a little cold.” You snap the bottle's lid open to pour some of the cream in the palm of your hands before rubbing them together to evenly coat them. His muscles danced under your fingertips as you massage the sunscreen all over his pale skin. “All done!”
“Thank you.” No, thank you~ He stands up to his full height and turns around to face you with a suspicious look curling at his lips. “Hey Y/N, how long do I need to wait before getting in the water?”
“Let’s see.” You flip the bottle around and read under the directions. “Looks like it works immediately so- Cora!” The bottle of sunscreen falls from your hands and rolls away as Corazon effortlessly picks you up to sling you over one of his broad shoulders.
“Thanks, that’s all I needed to know~” Oh no. “No, we can have fun!”
Please don’t trip, please don’t trip. Despite the wishful mantra in your head, the clumsy man slips on the bottle that had fallen from your hands moments ago, sending you both crashing down. Thankfully luck was on your side as you felt cool water splashing around you instead of the rough concrete surrounding the pool.
You swim to the surface and expect to see one of two things. 1- Corazon’s body half in the water, while the other half was on the concrete. Or 2- He didn’t make it into the pool at all.
“Soooo.” A tall shadow forms over you as the surrounding water ripples against your skin. “Wanna play mermaids?” The unforeseen option 3- He actually made it into the pool.
“Just so you know.” You turn to him and move your wet disheveled hair from your eyes in order to glare at him. “If you would have dropped me before we got to the pool, I would have never forgiven you…. But to answer your question, yes we can play mermaids.”
~~~~
“I need a break.” After spending all day going down the slides, playing a few rounds of Marco/Polo (Despite his best effort, Corazon didn’t catch you not even once.) and doing just about every pool activity two childish adults could think of, you were absolutely worn out. You swim over to one of the pools' concrete edges and jump up to sit on it.
“Me too.” The blonde treads over to you holding the drinks from earlier in his hands. “I hope you like lemonade.”
“Thank you.” You grab one of the bottles from his hands and open the cap before taking a sip. “You know, I’m really glad you brought me here.”
“Me too.” He brought his own drink up to his lips as he sat next to you. “You deserved it after having to deal with all that stressful work.”
“I don’t speak for Law, but funny enough, that wasn’t the worst part for me.” Your eyes look into the bright orange sun disappearing into the horizon. Here goes nothing. “For me it was not having you around and if I’m being totally honest, I missed you like crazy.”
“So, you missed me like crazy?” You didn’t even have the chance to respond before Corazon jumps back into the pool and slots himself in between your legs. “That explains it..”
“I did.” Your body quivers as you look up at the man towering over you. He is so close. “But umm.” You take another sip to combat the nervous lump forming in your throat. “What do you mean by “explains it.””
“You know…” As he speaks, you watch the normal, soft red color of his eyes darken to a crimson shade. “When you were humping the edge of my desk.”
“What?!” Out of shock from what you just heard, some of the lemonade in your mouth escapes and runs down your torso. There’s no way.. “How did you-“ The embarrassing questions in your mind and the words in your throat die as his large hand latches onto your hair.
“Look at that, I’ve not even done anything and you're already making a mess.” Oh fuck. Your heart hammers in your chest as he suddenly pulls your hair back, exposing your neck to his hot breath. “And you call me clumsy.” His deep laugh vibrates against your throat as his warm, wet tongue laps up the sugary liquid from your skin. “My sweet girl, what will I ever do with you?” His grip on your hair loosen as his tongue moves further down to the valley between your breasts. “As cute as this is.” His hands snake around your back to play the clasp of your swim top. “I’d much rather it be off, wouldn’t you?”
In your shocked state, you can't think of anything coherent, let alone answer his question. But you know you didn’t want him to stop, so you nod and watch his lips curl into a sexy smirk. The clasp comes undone as the shoulder straps to fall down your arms, leaving your supple breasts exposed to him. The situation looks and feels too good to be true, but you feel the way his tongue licks up the last of the lemonade on your skin while his hungry eyes stay glued to yours. There was no more room for doubt, this was real and happening.
“But to answer your question.” You shiver feeling his hands come down on your thighs, giving the plush skin a firm squeeze. “Since I hold a high title in the company and keep important documents in my office, I got a camera installed.” Your eyes widen realizing where the conversation was going. So that’s how. “The camera is hooked up to an app on my phone that sends me notifications when movement is detected. And strangely enough I got one while I was out.” His hands slowly ghost up and down your thighs, causing goosebumps to form on flesh. “I opened it, and there you were, desperately grinding your cute pussy against my desk.”
Your cheeks flush knowing what you did was wrong on many levels, but you remember how frustrated you were and how desperately you needed to get away from the chaos, even if it was just for a moment. Then you got the bright idea to sneak away into Corazon’s office to “blow off some steam.” You thought no one would bother you, let alone find out.
“At first I felt guilty, because no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t stop watching you.” You try to look away out of embarrassment, but one of his hands firmly grabs either side of your jaw, giving you no choice but to look into his lusty gaze. “But then I heard you whimpering my name and realized that little show yours was just for me~”
“Cora~” You bite your lip feeling his other hand start to rub up and down your swimsuit covered pussy.
“Yeah pretty girl, just like that.” He smirks as his fingers hook around the slit. “Tell me, what were you imagining?”
“Isn’t that obvious- fuc-” A raspy moan escapes your lips as he tugs the fabric up to grind against your clit.
“Y/N…” The breath in your throat hitches as the hand on your jaw tightens as a warning. “Answer me.”
“I imagined that you were there.” With every roll of your hips against the desk, you imagined that Corazon was leaning back in his desk chair, giving you the same sexy smirk he was now. “And that you were watching me.”
“Good girl, that's what I wanted to hear.” The low and seductive tone of his praise sends even more heat behind the very fabric that he was holding. “I feel so bad I wasn’t there to help you, but I’m here now, you just have to tell me what you want.”
“Please.” You don’t exactly have a lot (any) of experience in this area besides what you have read in a book or watched on TV, so you have no idea what you're begging for. But you do know one thing. “I want you to me feel good~”
“You do?” He mocks your plea while rubbing his thumb over the bunched up fabric around your clit. “I would never deny you, especially since you're so needy for me.” Cora’s hands on your jaw releases and in one movement, he rips the bottoms away, leaving you completely exposed to him. “Would you look at that..” He whistles while bringing two fingers glide up and down your dripping cunt. “You got so wet just from me rubbing this.”
“Yes~” Your mouth falls open as the two fingers collecting your arousal begin to directly circle around the swollen bundle of nerves. “I love it!” You could no longer care about being embarrassed, Corazon had you completely under his spell and you weren't about to fight it.
“I’m gonna make you feel so good~ His promise causes your back to meet the concrete as he slowly sinks his middle finger into your wet entrance. “Fuck your pussy is tight.” His large body leans over yours until his lips are mere inches away from yours. “If I didn’t know better, I’d say you were a virgin.” Well..
Before you could utter a word, blonde hair brushes against your cheeks as his lips meet yours. To your surprise the kiss was soft and sweet and It would have stayed that way, but Cora curls up against a spongy spot that your fingers have never been able to reach before, causing you to whimper in delight against his lips.
“You like it when I touch you there?” Corazon smirks against your lips while his finger continues to target that spot. “You want more?”
“Yes.” Your heels dig into the concrete as another one of his long thick fingers begin to stretch you. “Cora~” The way the pads of his fingers were milking your g-spot, to the way his palm was bumping up against your swollen clit with every movement, it felt too good. “M’ gonna.”
“Go ahead.” Your back arches off the rough concrete as the lewd sounds of Cora fingering fucking your wet pussy flood your ears. “Cum for me.” The command sends you over the edge, causing your gummy walls to constrict around his fingers. “Good girl~” He rides you through your orgasm before slowly pulling his dripping fingers out, leaving you with a feeling empty. “Are you okay?”
“Yes.” You hiss as Cora helps you up from the less than comfortable position. “So uh.. that happened.”
“It did.” He gives you a soft smile before bringing your head to rest against his abs. “Did you enjoy it?”
“I did.” His tongue and touch had you on cloud nine the entire time. “Especially since It was my first time having something like that happen.”
“Oh well that’s goooo…. hold on.” Corazon grabs your shoulders and looks down at you with wide, panic filled eyes. “Are you actually a…”
“Yup, I’m still a virgin.” You watch as the man's expression goes completely blank. “Umm, Surprise!”
“What?!” Water splashes up on your thighs as Cora falls straight back into the water. Yeah, he’s definitely surprised. “Y/N I am so sorry.” The now sobbing blonde, resurfaces and pulls you into a bone crushing hug. “If I would have know I would have-“
“It’s okay Cora.” You gently pat his back knowing what he was about to say. “I really liked both what you did and what you said.” Just thinking about how his deep voice spoke pure filth to you earlier had your toes curling. “And if i'm being honest, I want to go even further.”
“Wait.” He pulls away from the hug while sporting a serious look on his face. “You want me to..?” You confirm your words with a nod. “But what if I hurt you?”
“Cora, I trust you.” And you did, more than anything or anyone. On top of your love for the man, Corazon was a green flag with a heart of gold, these things alone gave you the confident feeling of knowing he was the right person. “And the fact that you're worried about hurting me, lets me know you won’t.” Out of curiosity, your eyes pan down to his erection straining against his heart decorated swim shorts. Not intentionally at least.. “I really want to, so please.”
“Okay, I will.” The tense look he had softens as he grabs both of your arms. “But not here, grab onto me.” You wrap your arms around his neck while his arms hook under your plush thighs, pulling you further up his body. “I’m going to make this special for you.”
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Corazon carries you into a room that you immediately recognize as his (The faint smell of cigarettes was a dead giveaway). He brought you over to his enormous bed before gently laying you in the middle.
“Are you sure about this?” The bed shifts as his large frame hoovers over yours.
“I am.” The soft duvet caresses your skin as you spread your legs out, showing him just how sure you were. “Please, take me.”
“Okay.” His cheeks dust over crimson hearing your words. “We’ll take it nice and slow, okay?” You nod your head as he plays with the strings on his swim shorts.
“Cora….” With wide eyes you look down at the scene in between your legs. Fuck… You already knew losing your virginity was going to hurt, but seeing the massive cock that was about to take it sent a chill down your spine.
“Don’t worry sweet girl.” Along with his feather soft words, he leans down to press a reassuring kiss on your lips. “If it becomes too much, just tell me and I’ll stop.” Your body shudders feeling his tip prodding the entrance of your soaked hole. “Take a deep breath for me.”
You take in the deep breath like he instructed as his tip pressed into your opening. “Cora.” Your arms wrap around his back as you whimper from the stinging pain of being stretched for the first time. “H-urts.”
“I’m sorry.” It didn’t come as a surprise to you hearing the guilt riddle tone of Corazon's apology. If there’s one thing he hated, it was seeing someone in pain. And since he was causing it, you know it had to be eating him alive. “Do you need me to stop?”
“No.” You shake your head as his thumbs wipe away the tears spilling from your eyes. “Keep going.” Inch by inch he sunk into your wet heat until he bottomed out against your cervix, causing you to wince from the sharp pain that shocked waved through your body. “Stay still please.” Your eyes slam shut while your nails dig into the skin on his shoulder blades. “I just need to get used to it.”
“Take all the time you need.” His hair tickles against the skin of your neck as he whispers sweet nothings against your ear while you get adjusted to his overwhelming size. “You're doing so good.” The pain dulled to discomfort, the discomfort turned into something that had you wanting to grind against him.
“You can move..” The blonde pulls away from your neck and you expect him to start moving, but he completely freezes. “Cora?”
“Y/N…” Your name falls from his lips as a whisper, while his large hands come down to lace with your much smaller ones. “Do you have any clue just how bad I’ve wanted you?”
“…” Did he really just say that?
“I’m going to take that look as a “no.”” He chuckles seeing the more than stunned expression adorning your flustered face.. “I guess I’ll have to show you.”
“Cor-!” Your hands tighten around his feeling his cock slowly drags out of your walls. Once his tip met the opening of your entrance, his hips snapped back into you, hitting a spot deep within you that sent pleasure all the way down to the tips of your curling toes.
The lewd sound of your bodies connecting fills the room as Cora sets a steady pace. It was almost hard to believe the same man who tips over thin air was hitting your sweet spots over and over again.
“S’ good~” You babble while bringing your hips down to meet his in search of friction. “More~”
“Yeah?” Corazon brings your hands over your head to hold them both between one of his large ones. “Fuck Y/N.” Hearing the way he growled your name so deeply has your walls fluttering around him. “That’s right, good girl~ keep squeezing around me.”
The world around you blurs as your eyes water over from the sheer ecstasy of being so split open and so full of Corazon’s cock. “Cora please!” The bed creaks and shakes as his thrusts speed up in response to your plea. “You’re making me feel so good~” Your legs wrap around his back feeling the built up pleasure in your abdomen ready to burst. “I’m gonna-“ The warning dies in your throat as he slams against your cervix, sending you over the edge.
“Me too-” You feel his cock twitch against your pulsating walls before he pulls out, spilling his warm release on your stomach.
Corazon releases his hold on your hands as his large frame falls down next to you before he pulls your sweaty body against his. For a few minutes neither of you speak, instead enjoy each other’s presence while basking in the afterglow of orgasmic bliss.
“Are you okay?” The blonde questions as his hands soothingly trail up and down your back.
“I’m a little sore, but other than that I’m perfect.” It was everything you had hoped it would be and then some. “I think It’s safe to say I won’t have a “losing my virginity horror story.””
“That’s good to hear.” Once again you find yourself in his arms as he stands up from the bed. “I say we go take a nice, hot shower.”
“That sounds lovely.”
~~~~
“Holy-“ As the light in the bathroom flickered on, you couldn't help but stare at the huge shower in awe. It was definitely custom made for someone as big and tall as Corazon, but something else beside its size was starting to stand out. “What’s with the buttons?” You motion over to the small panel beside the shower door.
“Let me show you.” He walks over to the panel before pressing one of the buttons. “This one turns the shower on.” With a single click, the shower turns on causing hot steam to fill the room. “This one controls the water setting.” You watch as the shower changes from a steady stream to a delightful rain shower. “And this one warms the tiles so your feet aren’t cold.”
“Fancy~”
You step into the shower first and immediately appreciate the pleasantly warm tiles under your feet. This is heaven~ The soreness in your muscles melts away as the gentle stream of hot water cascades down your figure.
“Hey Cora.” The man behind you hums in acknowledgment. “It’s it okay if I use your body wash?”
“Of course you can.” You pull away from the stream and watch him reach up to one of the ridiculously tall shower shelves to pull down a dark blue bottle. “If you want, I’ll do it for you.”
“I’d appreciate it.” You're more than glad he offered considering you don’t have enough energy to even lift your arms up. You turn your back to him as the sound of the bottle cap clicking open echoes against the tiles. A satisfied hum leaves your lips the second his soapy hands meet your shoulders “Feels nice~”The way his fingers worked the knots and the soreness out of your muscles was simply euphoric. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome princess.” A sleepy smile forms on your lips feeling his arms wrap around your middle before resting his head on yours. This really is heaven.
~~~~
After showering, Corazon took it upon himself to go to your room to retrieve your sleep clothes while you waited in the warm bathroom. He returns a few minutes later and hands the clothes through the bathroom door before shutting it, giving you the privacy to get changed. You slide your sleep shirt over your head and slip on the pair of panties before sitting on the edge of the vanity. Now that you are alone and have come back down from the high of everything that’s happened today, it’s time for the rational part of your brain to process it.
Embarrassingly enough, Cora now knew about you getting off in his office, but he (obviously) didn’t mind it. After that one thing led to another and you lost your v-card to him. It was a dream come and you were happy that your first time was with someone you have genuine feelings for. But…..
You may be fresh and new to the sex scene, but you’ve heard enough stories from co-workers to know that no matter how passionate it was or what sweet words were spoken, sex does not equal feelings.
Do you have any clue just how bad I’ve wanted you? You place a hand over your stinging heart realizing there is a possibility he only said that due to the heat of the moment or out of lust.
I need to know... Your feet meet the cold marble floor below as you pad out of the bathroom room. You open the door to see the blonde sitting in his bed with the blankets peeled back. Even though the only light in the room was from a dim, bedside lamp, the space was bright with his infectious grin.
“Cora.” For the first time ever, seeing his beaming smile didn’t make one of your own form, instead it brought tears to the corner of your eyes.
“Y/N?” His smile faded away as he took notice of your sudden change in mood. “Hey... come here.” His arms open and in search of comfort, you waste no time running into them. “Talk to me.” You fight back the tears that threaten to spill while hiding your face into his chest. “What’s going on in that pretty head of yours?”
“It's just..” Did what happened today mean anything to you? Did your words hold any meaning? Do you have any feelings for me, or do you just see me as someone to have sex with? Despite these questions sitting on the tip of your tongue, you can’t bring yourself to ask them. “I can’t believe what a day I’ve had!” You muster up the best fake happy tone you can in hopes of throwing him off. “I took my first airplane ride, and took my first…. you know.”
“Y/N..” You cringe hearing the doubtful tone of his voice. “What’s really-“ A cheerful melody fills the room, turning both yours and his attention to the night stand. You pull away from his chest as he reaches over to grab the ringing cell phone. “Out of everyone, why did it have to be him calling me.” With a scowl on his face, his thumb swipes across the phone.
“Dammit Doffy, what part of “I’m taking the day off” don’t you understand?” You hear the older blonde growl something in response on the other line. “Can’t you get someone else to do it?” The brothers bicker back and forth with one another for a few minutes before meeting a conclusion. “Fine, if it’s that important.. I’ll call you in fifteen.” His deep voice mumbles as he hangs the phone up.
“What was that about?”
“My brother needs my help crunching some numbers.” His red eyes roll out of frustration. “Apparently that absolutely couldn’t wait until Monday.”
If you’ve learnt one thing about Corazon’s red flag of an older brother, it’s this. What Doflamingo wanted, Doflamingo got. You thank your lucky stars everyday that you didn’t end up as his personal assistant, but you still feel bad for the poor girl who’s currently in that position.
“I’m sorry.” His hand reaches out to cup cheek. “You can come with me if you want to.” You knew that if you went with him, you’d end up breaking down, which could potentially ruin this entire weekend.
“It’s okay, I think I’m about to fall asleep anyways” A lopsided grin forms on your lips feeling his thumb gently caressing your skin. “You better get going before your crazy brother shows up on a helicopter.”
“I honestly would not put that past him.” The warmth of his hands disappears as he stands up from the bed. “My office is right across the hall if you need anything.”
The door clicks shut leaving you alone in the now dark room. You pull the duvet over your body and relax into the unfamiliar bed. The negativity swirling in your head causes you to toss and turn. Out of irritation you slam your face into a pillow. As you take a deep inhale, a familiar smell takes over your nostrils. It was warm, it was pleasant, something you were absolutely addicted to.
“Cora.” No longer able to hold back, tears roll down your cheeks as you sob into the pillow. Today was so special to you, every single minute and second of it, all thanks to Corazon. So the gut wrenching possibility of you just being another notch in his belt or maybe even just a weekend fling made the sweet thoughts sour.
Your watery eyes finally close and your shaky breaths even out as the much needed sleep took over your inner turmoil. Your arms subconsciously pull the pillow further into you, desperately needing the comforting smell of vanilla and tobacco that lingers on it.
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When Corazon finally got done dealing with his brother's antics, it was almost one in the morning. I wonder if she’s still awake? He approaches the door and gently opens it before taking his phone out and using the flashlight to carefully navigate the room. Despite not wanting to wake you up, he quickly flashes his light on the bed. Aww. He couldn't help but swoon seeing you all cute and cozy in his bed.
But as adorable as it was, seeing you clinging to his pillow made him feel a million times worse than he already did for having to leave you alone earlier. Although clumsy, Corazon was not by any means stupid. He knew something more was on your mind and he had hoped to talk to you about it and about what happened today. But right now that would involve having to wake you up, and after hearing your adorable snores, that is something he just can’t bring himself to do.
The blonde takes off his shirt and carefully slots himself next to you on the bed. As he was adjusting his large body, he heard you whine. Cora freezes up thinking you woke up, but to his surprise you abandon the pillow and wiggle your way towards him. He chuckles knowing no matter what had to be done, he was going to steal your attention away from that pillow. But per always, you made his job so much easier.
“Sorry It took me so long.” He wispears the apology while hooking one of his arms around your back, pulling you into his chest. “I’m here now.”
Cora realizes you and him have stepped over the relationship line between boss and employee. But he doesn't feel even a pinch of shame or regret from his recent lack of “professionalism.” He has wanted you for so long and now you're quite literally in his grasp. But even with that being said, he could only hope that you wanted him in the same way that he wanted you.
Doflamingo X Reader- Disciplinary Action (NSFW) Pt. 1
Word Count 5.3K
AN- I edited this after working for 12 hours, so there may be a few grammar mistakes.
P.S-This work is part of a series, Read the Corazon X Reader that happens on the same timeline (With a different Y/N) here
Read Part 2 here Read Part 3 Here
Masterlist
Summary -While Doflamingo was away on business, you went out of your way tease him. From sending him lewd pics to the dozens racy text messages. It was all fun and games, but now that he’s back in office, Doflamingo puts a plan of action in place to correct your "bad" behavior.
Relationship- Boss Doflamingo X Personal Assistant Reader
Warnings/Contents-Modern Office AU- Mean Dom Doffy, Bratty Sub Reader, Misuse of office supplies (Pens get put in places they don't belong 😳), spanking, oral (Giving and Receiving) , Shoe Licking, Humiliation/Degradation , Name calling (Slut, whore etc), Cursing, Use of toys, Overstimulation
18+ Only~ MDNI
AN-I had red suit Doffy in mind for this fic.
“Hold the elevator!” Dammit I’m going to be late. Your heels click against the tile floors as you beelined towards the elevator. The doors were about to shut but then you noticed a certain woman on the elevator. “Baby 5! I need you to hold the elevator for me!”
“YOU NEED ME.” The dark haired woman stops the elevator with her foot, giving you the opportunity to get on.
“Thank you Baby 5.” You clutch your chest in a fight to catch your breath as the doors close. “You're a lifesaver.”
“My pleasure .” She smiles with a rosy blush dusting her cheeks. “I mean you did need me after all.”
“I did.” You give her a friendly pat on the back as the elevator starts making its way to the 44th floor. “Take this as my thanks.” You open your lunch box and pull out the doughnut you were going to have for breakfast.
“Thank you.” She beams. “I’ll treasure it forever.”
“You're welcome, but I’d recommend you eat it by noon.” The elevator clicks to your floor and you get off. “Have a good day, don’t work too hard.” You wave the woman off and make your way towards your cubicle.
“Let’s get down to it.” You murmur to yourself as you power your computer up. As soon as the home screen lit up you were met with a billion new email notifications. How wonderful. Scrolling through them you noticed they were mostly asking the golden question of your bosses whereabouts. Last week he left for a business trip to Drum Island and wasn’t due back until this coming Monday. As frustrating as it was to get the repetitive emails, it was thankfully Friday, meaning it was the last day you would have to deal with them.
After spending the good portion of your morning replying to each of the emails, it was finally time for a small break meaning it was also time for your daily task of antagonizing your said boss. Normally you would do what you're about to do in person, but since he wasn’t here you had to resort to other methods. You pull your cell phone out and check your surroundings to make sure you are alone. A smirk forms on your lips seeing no one was around, so you sink down in the office chair and spread your legs before taking a picture of your lacy panties.
Y/N🐭- Doffy, do you think these are work appropriate?: Attached image
Doffy🦩- For a slut like you, I think they are more than appropriate.
You weren't surprised by the quick reply, he was probably expecting it considering you’ve sent him something like this everyday that he’s been gone. But you couldn't help it and since today was the last day to get away with this, you decide to take things a step further. You dip your free hand in between your legs, pulling your panties to the side to show him what he was really missing out on.
Y/N🐭- What about this?~ Attached image
Doffy🦩- What a shameful employee I have, seems like I need to teach you a lesson on professionalism.
Y/N🐭- Stop acting like you don’t like it 😉, besides we aren’t exactly “professional” are we sir~
Doffy🦩is typing…..
This rather strange relationship between you and Doflamingo started one year ago when you were offered the job as his personal assistant. The man himself gave you an employee contract/agreement and instructed you to look over it very carefully before accepting. The agreement seemed quite normal at first, mentioning things you were expected to do like, dress appropriately, arrive at work in a timely fashion, etc. But then you got down to the column labeled ‘other duties as assigned'. That's when you knew your job was going to be a lot more than keeping up with his schedule and remembering birthdays.
The list varied from things like, always do what Doflamingo asked, to more intimate things such as making an established safeword with him. The safeword part confused you, but then you stumbled across the list of explicit activities and punishments he was into. The more you read, the more you realized you were being offered a job not only as his PA, but as the man's outlet for his “frustrations” , both work-related and sexual.
At first you were hesitant, thinking did I really go to college just to become my potential boss's plaything? But then again, you couldn’t say you were fully against the idea. The salary was double the amount of a normal PA (for obvious reasons) and the thought of “being under” a man as handsome and powerful as Doflamingo didn’t sound so bad. So in the end you agreed.
To this day you still don’t regret your decision. You truly love both aspects of your job and even though he could be a little bit of a bastard, Doflamingo was still a great boss. Speaking of.. You go to pull up your text messages to see if he replied but stop as your desk phone begins to ring.
“Donquixote Brothers LLC, this is Y/N….. I’m sorry sir, Doflamingo is currently out of office and won’t be back until Monday.” You roll your eyes as the voice on the other line sighs in frustration. “I apologize, but If you give me your name and number I can have him call you-” Your sentence was cut off as static fills your ear. “Are you still there?” Weird? You place the phone back on the receiver and hope the person calls back.
“Fufufu, you know it’s rude to hang up on someone my dear~” The blood in your veins runs cold hearing the familiar laugh and condescending tone of none other than…
“Doffy!?” Turning around in your chair, you come face to face with the smirking blonde who of course was playing with the line of your office phone. So it was his fault..
“Don’t look so surprised Y/N~” You watch his smirk grow wider seeing you were a little more than “surprised” by his sudden arrival. “You made it very clear that you missed me oh so much this week, so I figured I’d come back a little early.” He throws the phone cord down and strides up until he is towering over your sitting form.
“Oh yeah?'' Having him looming over you was a little overwhelming, but you learnt early on that Doffy loves it when you challenge him, so you were going to do just that. “You're one to talk~” Shooting him a smirk of your own, you lean back in the chair acting calm and cool. “I’m starting to think it was you who missed me considering you went out of the way to come back early.”
“Is that so?” You could tell from the veins on his forehead that your comment quite literally struck a nerve. “You were already in trouble for teasing me all week, and now you want to test me even more with your bratty remarks?”
“Yeah I guess so.” You let your legs part a little, giving him a view of your damp underwear. “What are you going to do about it?”
“If you keep running your mouth.” The chair squeaks as his hands come down to your armrests, leaving you completely caged in. “I'd be more than happy to show you what I’ll do about it.” The dangerous tone of his threat sent shivers up and down your spine.
“Well~” You manage to wiggle your chair out of his hold so you can turn back around to the desk. “As fun as that sounds, I don’t think you’ll have any time for that, sir.” You grab the huge stack of paperwork that accumulated in his absence and turn back to him, shoving them into his chest. “Looks like you have your work cut out for you.”
“Is that so my stupid girl?” You squirm in place watching him crumple the papers in his gloved hand. “You don’t know what you just got yourself into.”
“You keep saying that, but you don’t seem to be doing anything about it.”
“You truly are just a glutton for punishment, aren't you?” Your heart rate picks up as his gloves hand wraps around the delicate skin of your neck. “Answer me.”
“Well.” Despite teasing him about his piles of work, It’s been a long and rather lonely week without him, so you're more than ready for whatever he had in mind. “Yes.” The hand not wrapped around your neck caresses up the sensitive skin of your thighs.
“As fun as that sounds fun.” His fingertips had just reached the band of your panties before he pulled away sporting an evil grin. “I don’t think I have time for you today, whore.” A frustrated cry leaves your lips knowing not only did he turn your own words against you, he also planned on leaving you high and dry. “I’m going to be busy, so don’t let anyone disturb me, that includes you.”
“Yes sir.” He walks away without another word leaving you a flushed, embarrassed mess.
~~~~
It was nearing the end of the day and you haven’t seen Doflamingo since your encounter earlier this morning. The fact bummed you out in all honesty, you were hoping he’d break over and pull you into his office, but he unfortunately didn’t. Glancing at the clock you realize it was time to shut your computer down for the day. Your finger had almost reached the power button before an email notification chimes on the screen. Seeing it was from Doffy, you immediately click your email icon to see what it was.
Subject line- Disciplinary action
Y/N,
Due to your recent “behavioral issues”, I will be issuing you a daily punishment beginning this Monday and ending on Friday. If you have any questions or concerns, feel free to find someone who actually cares. (Because I assure you I don’t)
-Donquixote Doflamingo, CEO Donquixote Brothers. LLC
P.S-I hope it was worth it.
“Are you kidding me?” You mumble to yourself seeing the email attachments of all the “evidence” of your said bad behavior (AKA the nudes and sexts you sent him). Not only that, the devious man was making you wait until Monday for any action, that alone was a punishment in your eyes. But then again it did give you something to look forward to next week~
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Monday- Punishment day 1
Oddly enough you enjoyed your weekend. Your mind constantly swirled trying to guess in what ways Doflamingo planned to punish you. As you walked into the building your phone buzzed in your pocket.
Doffy🦩- Report to my office first thing this morning.
You didn’t feel the need to respond back considering you were almost there.
“Good morning sir.” You walk into the office and see Doflamingo sitting in his chair sporting a neutral expression.
“I’d tell you the same, but I assure you it’s not going to be good.” The neutral expression disappears and changes into a wicked smirk. “For you at least~ Take your clothes off.”
“Yes sir.” The confidence you felt goes MIA as you start undressing yourself for the man. One by one your articles of clothes hit the office floor until you were fully naked and shaking with anticipation.
“Fufufu~ You seem on edge Y/N.” Doffy stands up from his chair and starts to circle around your nude form. “But I guess I understand considering what I’m about to do to you.” Your body tenses up as his hands find your plush hips, giving them a rough squeeze. “Go over to my side of the desk and get on your hands and knees.”
“Yes sir.” You follow his command and go around his desk before crawling onto the surface. After moving some of his papers and supplies to the side, you anchor the palms of your hand flat against the desk as you bring your hips high in the air.
“Now let's see~” He walks around his desk and sits down in his chair, giving him the perfect view of your bare cunt. “I’m not surprised to see that you're already wet.” The muscles in your thighs shake as something trails up and down your wet slit. “It's practically begging to be filled up” You feel something rubbing at your opening, but you couldn't tell exactly what it was. “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you're nice and full.”
“Sir wha-” Your words are cut off with a scream as a hand roughly comes down your ass, causing whatever was in your walls to fall out. Despite being in pain, you were curious to see what Doffy had inserted into you, so you lifted your hips up and looked down. No way.. Your cheeks heat up seeing an ink pen that was coated in your arousal laying on the desk. That was in me?
“Fufufu~ Y/N you just gave me an idea.” A large hand laces through your hair and roughly slams your face into the desk. “Listen up.” The pen that had fallen out of your cunt was slid back into you, causing you to moan. “I’m going to stuff your pussy full of these and then I’m going to spank you twenty times.” The thought of being his human pen holder was a little embarrassing, but at the same time it turned you on. “But here's the catch~ If even one of these pens falls out of your useless hole while doing so, I’ll start over.”
“Yes sir.” One by one Doffy shoves your pussy full of the ink pens until you are stretched out.
“My my~” The palm of Doffy's hand firmly pressed against the pens, causing them to grind against your g-spot. “You make an excellent pen holder~” He leans over your form and taunts in your ear. “Now let's get to the fun part.” Your walls squeeze around the pens feeling his gloved hands ghost up and down the globes of your ass. “Start counting.”
“One.” You cry out receiving the harsh first slap.
With each hit you found yourself growing wetter and wetter, making keeping the pens in harder.
“Fufufu~ that makes 18, don’t let one of them drop or else I’ll start all the way over~”
“19!” You cry out as desperately clench your walls to keep the pens in place.
“Last one~”
“Wait.” It was too late, before his hand could reach your skin a few of the pens slipped out and landed on the desk below.
“Oh how unfortunate.” You could cry knowing you were going to have to do it all over again. “You were almost done too, looks like we'll have to start over.”
“Sir I’m sorry..” Tears fall down your face as you try to focus on anything beside the searing pain you're experiencing. “I can’t take it anymore.”
“You say that like I care?” He slides the fallen pens back into you. “Start from the top.”
“One!” You cry as his hand meets your tender ass yet again. One after one you began sobbing more and more.
“Twenty!” You cry out the last one as your hands paw at the loose papers on his desk, crushing them in hopes of channeling your pain into the writing. “Thank you sir.” It was finally over and you couldn't be more glad.
“Your welcome~” No longer able to hold your body up, you fall limp against the desk as you try to catch your breath. “I’ll take these back now.” His hand wraps around the bundle of pens before pulling them out. You grit your teeth as Doflamingo pulls your lacy panties back over the abused flesh. “You may leave now.” Slowly you rise up from the desk and fix your skirt. “And before you go, I need you to do something for me.” With a wicked smirk, your boss places a thick stack of papers into your jittery hands. “Be a dear and retype these for me.”
“Okay.” With the stack of papers, you leave the office sniffling and with a limp in your step. “That jerk.” You mumble under your breath knowing he gave you this on purpose, because typing involves using your computer, which involves having to sit down on your sore behind.
After a ten minute stand off with your office chair, you carefully lower yourself onto the cushion below. You bite back a cry as you rest your weight on your backside. I need a ibuprofen, or maybe an entire bottle.
“Bahaha.” Your mind was focused on the literal pain in your ass, you failed to notice the one standing at your desk. “Here’s my department's reports for Doffy.”
“Thanks Trembol.” You reach over to get the papers from his hand and nearly yell feeling the blooming pain in your rear. “I’ll give them to him when he comes back from his meeting.”
“You look like you're in pain bahaha” Hearing him laugh was enough to make you want to knock the guy's lights out. “Did something happen?”
“Yeah, I just fell this morning.” Fell thirty-nine times on Doffy's hand. “I’m fine, thank you for asking.” A fake smile forms on your lips hoping he wouldn't investigate it any further and lucky you, he took the bait.
~~~~
Finally the sweet, sweet time of 4:30 rolls around, meaning you get to go home and finally sit down on a glorious frozen bag of vegetables. You waste no time grabbing your lunch box and your purse before heading toward the elevators.
You click on the button and watch as the light slowly makes its way up to your floor. The elevator lands, making a small chime sound. You’ve got to be kidding me. The doors opened to reveal none other than Doflamingo.
“Good, you're still here.” He walks out of the elevators holding his briefcase. “Come with me.”
“Okay?” You internally scream no watching the elevator door to frozen pea freedom close.
You follow him into his office where he asks “Let me see.”
“Let you see what?” You shut the office door behind you and quirk a brow at the man.
“Just turn around.” You were a little confused, but you twirl around on your feet. “Bend over my desk.”
“Doffy wait!” You turn back around in a state of panic. “I don’t-”
“Calm down.” He cuts you off by grabbing your shoulders, forcing you to turn back around. “It’s not what you think.” You feel the fabric of your skirt lift up as he pulls your panties down, revealing the large purple and red handprints welted into your plush skin. “I did quite a number on you~” As prideful as his remark sounds, you also notice the remorseful softness of his fingers caressing over the raised skin. “Lay down.” You walk over to his desk and let your torso fall against the surface.
“So what do you hav-AH.” A yelp escapes your lips from both the shock and discomfort of something cold meeting the skin. You look over your shoulder and see him holding a small bottle. “What is that?”
“Aloe vera gel, it will help bring the swelling down.” His action was confusing, scary even considering he has never done anything like this in the past, but despite that fact, you find yourself purring as his large hands rub the gel into your skin.
“I was always taught never to eat out of the same hand that hits me.”
“That only counts if you don’t like it.” You laugh at his rather blunt reply. “And you, my dear, like it very much.” He states while rubbing the last of the soothing gel in.
“Touché.” But maybe not 39 times. “Thank you, I feel like a new woman.” You try to lift up from his desk ,but a large hand pressing in the middle of your back stops you. “Doffy?”
“Why the rush Y/N?” You tense up feeling his overwhelming presence looming over you. “I’m not done with you quite yet~”
“What?” His hands move down to your sides before lifting you off the desk by your hips. “??” Your hands grab onto the edge of his desk expecting him to roughly bottom out in you, but instead you feel hot breath fanning over your clit.
“I think I’ll indulge myself~” His hands move down to hook around each of your thighs, pressing you even further into his face as his expert tongue begins to eat you out from behind.
“Doffy please~” You beg as drool rolls from your parted lips and onto the desk below. “More.” The way his tongue was lapping and sucking the sensitive pearl had an orgasm building up fast. “It’s s’good I’m gonna.”
“Do what you want.” The vibrations from his deep voice were enough to send you over the edge.
“Doffy!” You cry out his name as his tongue rides you through your orgasm.
“I think I’ve had my fill.” The hold around your thighs releases, causing you to fall against the desk. “Are you alive down there?” To blissed out from the strong orgasm, you answer him with a nod. “Good, I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“But..” You knew better than anyone that Doflamingo was a taker, and if he did give like just now, it was never without something in return. “Don’t you want to.?”
“Trust me I do~” He picks you up from the desk and helps place you on your feet. “But I don’t think you could handle it.” What he said made sense, you doubt your poor butt could handle any more rough “activities”.
“Aww, who knew you could be so sweet and considerate~” Although you sound like you're teasing him, you were dead serious.
“Young lady, you may be speaking too soon.” He smirks, wiping your slick off his chin. “This is just the first day of your punishment after all~” You blush as his hand adjusts the skirt around your hips. “I’ll see you first thing in the morning.”
Tuesday- Punishment day 2
Just like yesterday, Doflamingo instructed you to come to his office first thing this morning. You knock on his door and receive a malicious “Come in~”
“Have a seat.” He immediately points to one of the chairs in front of his desk. You nod and walk over to sit in the chair. “I have quite the surprise for you today.” He stands up from his desk and makes his way over to your sitting form. A wild smirk forms on his face as he pulls a bundle of red rope from behind his back. “Hold still for me.”
“Don’t you want me naked first?” You question.
“It won’t be necessary.” Your skirt bunches around your hips as he places your thighs on the chair's arms rest. “I’m sure that is disappointing considering how much you love being fully exposed in front of your owner~” His large hands wrap and tie the rope around each side, restraining both of your legs and leaving you spread open. Then his hands wrap the remaining rope around your torso, immobilizing both arms.
“Sir..”
“Since you can’t seem to stay quiet.” You watch as the red satin tie around his neck comes undone. “Say ahh~”
“Ahh.” You part your lips and let his tie enter your mouth like a gag. He then wraps the fabric around your head and ties it in place.
“You are probably wondering what I have planned for you.” He walks back over to his desk and pulls something out of one of the drawers. “Let me show you.” Your eyes widen seeing the magic wand in one hand and a remote controlled egg vibe in the other.
You squirm nervously in the chair as he squats down in front of your restrained form. His gloved fingers hook around the slit of your panties, pulling them to the side. You knew you were already soaked from the mere fact you were tied up and completely vulnerable to the man in front of you.
“Since you seem well and ready~.” He smirks before lubing the vibe with your own arousal. “Let’s put this in here.” The egg nudges against your walls as he slowly presses it into you. He lets your panties snap back in place before he slips the vibrating wand under the band of your panties. “Hmm choices, choices.” You cry into the tie as the wand comes to life against your clit. “I think I like it right here~” He leaves it on the highest setting while your panties keep the wand anchored against your clit. “Oh I almost forgot.” He smirks, holding up the small remote, clicking a button.
“Mhmm.” You wither in the chair as the egg begins to massage your g-spot.
“I bet that feels good.” You nod as Doflamingo sits down in his chair and opens his laptop. “Fufufu~ Let’s see for how long.”
You weren't sure what he meant by that at first, but now after 4 hours of being tied up with both vibrators on their max setting, you figured it out. The punishment was enjoyable at first, feeling the strong buzzing on your clit and the delicious vibrations against your g spot but after two orgasms, things started going downhill. Now your clit was swollen and numb, but you were somehow still cumming.
“Did you cum again?” You nod your head as tears roll down your face. “I do believe that was number 15~” Doffy sat back in his office chair, hands behind his head smiling like the evil bastard he is. “Tell me, does it still feel good?”
“D-ffy.” You look at him with pleading eyes before shaking your head from side to side.
“Don’t look at me like I’m the bad guy.” Doffy gets up from his chair and stalks over to your shuddering form. “In case you’ve forgotten, you brought this on yourself..” He smirks seeing the frustration in your glassy eyes. “You should already know how things work.” The blonde reaches down and places his large hands on both of your thighs. “If you're going to act like a brat..” He presses down on the plush skin, forcing your overstimulated clit to grind even harder against the wand. “I’ll treat you like one.”
You sob as your hips roll in response to your sixteenth, mind numbing orgasm.
“I think you’ve had enough fun for today.” You whimper in relief as the wand and egg both click off. “It’s time to put this slobbering mouth of yours to good use.” Doflamingo pulls his red tie out along with a string of your saliva. He removes the toys and then unties you from the chair before going back to his own. “Crawl.” Your mind was still foggy and your body was sore from being cramped up, but you managed to land on all fours on the floor. “That’s it, come to your owner.”
“Sir.” You look at your reflection in the lens of his glasses as you open your mouth. “Use me.”
“Oh my~” His evil smirk widens, seeing your jaw open wide and ready to serve him. “I didn’t even have to ask.” The salty taste of his pre cum fills your mouth as he roughly pushes his length to the back of your throat. “What a good little slut~”
“Mhm.” You moan around his length as he brutally starts fucking your throat.
“Look at you~” Your eyes meet your reflection once again to see the trails of mascara rolling down your face along with the fresh tears. “Seems like your whore mouth is good for more than bratty comments.”
“Doffy.” Both you and Doflamingo freeze, hearing a knock followed by a voice. “May I come in?”
“Of course.” He shoots you a wicked grin before slamming his cock back into your throat. “Gladius, what a pleasant surprise~, I assume production is running smoothly?”
“Of course.” Footsteps echo in the room as the man walks up to Doffy’s desk. “I was going to get Y/N to schedule us a meeting next week to go over profits, but she has been away from her desk.” Away from mine and under his.
“Yes, I do apologize, I’ve given her a special task this week, so she's been quite…busy.” Saliva rolls down your lips and onto the floor below as Doffy pulls out to release his salty load on your face. “But worry not, I’ll make us sometime.”
“Understood, I’ll see my leave.” You feel relief wash over you as the office door clicks shut.
“You sure look like a mess and it seems you’ve made me one as well” Your cheeks heat up as he looks down at the drool and cum glistening against the black leather of his shoe. “How rude.” His hand threads in your hair before pushing your face against his shoe. “Clean it up.” As embarrassing as it was, the taste of his leather and cum fills your mouth as you lick his shoe. “That’s good enough.” The tight grip in your hair releases, allowing you to come back up.
“Please tell me we're done for the day.” You huff out as you try to wipe the remaining cum off your face. “My body is sore and It feels like T.V static down there.” Numb, very very numb.
“Fufufu is that so?” Doffy laughs as his hands hook under your arms, pulling you up from the floor. “I suppose we can be.” He sits you in front of him on his desk and pulls out a bag of makeup wipes. “ Make yourself presentable, I need you to get to work.”
“Yes sir.” The moist towelette feels good against your face as you wipe away the evidence of your euphoria. “What do you need me to do?”
“Get that meeting with Gladius set up first and-” He leans up in his seat and pulls something out from his back pocket. “Since you missed lunch, go get yourself something”
“Okay?” Your sore jaw nearly hits the floor seeing him holding out his fancy credit card at you. “Thanks, would you like me to bring you anything back?”
“Just a coffee is fine.” You nod and stand up from the desk. “I’m sure you know how I like it?” He smirks as you roll your eyes.
“After a year of dealing with you, of course I do.” You smirk back at him why stretching your worn out muscles. “Jet black, just like your soul~”
“Well this jet black soul just gave you his credit card.”
“True.” You wink at him while holding the card up. “Maybe I should make a few extra stops on the way back~”
“By all means do it.”
“Really?”
“Yes, because if you do I get to punish you even more~”
“I should have figured you’d say something like that.” You pout as you make your way out the door. “Just so you know, I won’t make any extra stops.. But I’m going all out on lunch BYE.” You close the door and run towards the elevators thinking about all the expensive dishes you plan on getting.
~~~~
Doflamingo sat in his office looking at the take out coffee you had brought him earlier when you came back from lunch. On the side of the cup was a note in your hand writing saying “To the okayist boss-From the best personal assistant.”
“I don’t think I will ever understand her.” He takes the paper slip off with your note on it before throwing the empty cup away. Sure, It was just a stupid note written by a stupid girl, but for whatever reason he wanted to keep it. “Or myself for that matter..”
Business (not so) Casual (Marco X Female Reader X Ace)
AN- What would you do if you couldn't get the image of Marco and Ace wearing business suits out of your head? I'll tell you what HearfeltCierra did! I ended up writing 11 thousand words of cute/fun plot and "other" things ( ͡~ ͜ʖ ͡°). This was a fun write so I hope you enjoy❤️
Word count- 11 K
Contents- Modern business AU (Office setting) CEO Boss Marco, Secretary Y/N, CMO Boss Ace. Plot based NSFW with a cute and fluffy ending
Other characters- Izou, Thatch, Vista (Mentioned) Squard (Mentioned), Perospero, Koala (Mentioned) Dragon (Mentioned)
Side note- Bold/Italics = Y/N's thoughts, Italics=Phone conversations
~Warnings~ Threesoms (M/F/M), Dom Marco, Dom Ace, Sub reader, Dirty talk, Fingering, Oral sex (Fem receiving), Unprotected sex, Light bondage, Office sex, Punishments, Spanking, Choking, Rough sex Degradation/degrading terms (Whore/Slut) Squirting, Mind Break, Sub dropping?, Belly bulge, Cream pies, Praise and aftercare.
Story under the cut ʕ•ᴥ•ʔﾉ♡ MDNI
Being the secretary at one of Grandlines City’s most successful businesses is not for the faint of heart. Between the mountains of paperwork, meetings (that could and should have been emails), the ever malfunctioning office equipment and not to mention the constant phone calls. And by constant, you mean CONSTANT.
You had just got off the elevator and said good morning to Vista in the financials department when you heard the familiar chime of your office phone. Already?
“Newgate and sons enterprises~” You make it to the phone at the last second and answer using your best customer service voice. “This is Y/N, can I help you?”
“What are you wearing right now?” Your eyes roll hearing the familiar voice on the other line.
“A blouse that leaves no room for imagination and a pair of uncomfortable heels that will end up your butt if you don’t stop prank calling me!”
“That’s so hot.”
“Ace!”
“Geez Y/N I’m just kidding.”
“Haha funny~ Did you actually need something, sir.”
“That’s also hot.”
“I’m about to hang up…”
“WAIT! I actually do need something.”
“I’ll believe it when I hear it.”
“RUDE…. But can you reach out to Koala with the RA group and see if we can’t get some time set up with Dragon?”
“Sure thing.” You grab a post it and jot a reminder down.
“That’s my good girl~”
“Ace!” The phone in your hand nearly hits the ground hearing what just came out of the freckled man's mouth. “Don’t say stuff like that, it’s weird.”
“What? Only like it when Marco says it?”
“He said it one time Ace, and it was just a little friendly praise.”
“The blush on your face makes me believe you didn’t take it as just some “friendly” praise.”
“I’m not blushing.”
“Yes you are~”
“How do you even?!” You hear a few taps and look over to see Ace waving at you from inside his glass office window. “You're a jerk.”
“But you love-” You watch the pout that forms on his lips seeing that you had hung up on him. That’s what you get for teasing me.
After giving Ace his morning dose of attention, you reach over and click the power button on your computer. As you wait for it to boot up you lean back in your swivel chair and glance over to the framed picture on your desk. It was taken at the office’s christmas party a few months back. In the photo, you and Ace were sitting on either side of “Santa’s” lap.
“What’s got you smiling, yoi?” You roll back in your chair to see your blonde boss standing in front of your desk.“It must be something good considering it's the unsavory hour of eight in the morning.”
“I think it is.” Marco quirks a brow as you hand him the picture. “See for yourself.”
“Oh I remember not remembering this.” Pink dusts his cheeks as he looks at the picture. “I had to be on the verge of alcohol poisoning considering I got into the costume by choice.”
“I think we were all to that point.” Your stomach still turns from time to time remembering the amount of tequila you consumed that night. “But you did make a good Santa Claus.”
“True I did, yoi.” Marco nods while handing you the picture back. “And you know, strangely enough I remember what you asked for.”
“You do?” Panic sets in realizing you were incredibly drunk and unfiltered at the time of the photo. “And what was that?”
“You asked for a comfier office chair.” You were expecting something much worse. “And me being the good boss that I am, got you one the very next day.”
“My lower back thanks you.” You put the picture back in its rightful place and wonder about the other man in the picture. “While we're on the topic, what did Ace ask for?”
“I could honestly name off more things he didn’t ask for.” His eyes roll remembering the thousands of things Ace asked for. “My personal favorite was him asking me to relocate your desk into his office so he could “talk to you” whenever he wanted.” Despite knowing you’d never get any work done, you can’t help but smile at the cute request. “Seems like you're not opposed to the idea.”
“As if.” You could feel the blood rushing to your cheeks thanks to being called out. “Besides, it’s too early to be teasing me.”
“Teasing you is my second 9-5, yoi~” The handsome man laughs seeing just how flustered his comment got you. “But lucky for you I’ve had my fill this morning.” Why don’t I believe you? “So what’s on the agenda for today?”
“Let’s see.” You brush off the last of your embarrassment and open up the schedule book to today's block. “In twenty you have a meeting with Squard regarding building upgrades. After that we have a ten o'clock with the Charlotte's in the west conference room. And the rest of the day you have a few short zoom meetings.”
“Let’s see...” The man goes deep in thought as his fingers tap against your desk. “Cancel the meeting with Squard.”
“Okay?” Weird? You’ve worked with Marco long enough to realize he doesn't cancel meetings out of the blue like this. “Any specific reason?” You raise a brow while marking out the meeting with a red ink pen.
“Can you keep a secret?” The older man holds his pinky down to you while looking around the office for any potential eavesdroppers.
“You know me.” You smirk doing a zipper motion over your lips before wrapping your smaller pinky around his. “My lips are sealed.” As he leans down closer, the delightful smell of amber and musk fills your nose. I want to drown in this man's cologne.
“Well..” You bite back a giggle as you feel Marco’s stubble brush against the sensitive skin of your neck. “If I’m being honest.” His hand cups around your ear before whispering- “I just don’t like the guy.”
“I thought you hated gossip in the workplace?” You whisper back a little surprised to hear there’s a person he doesn't like.
“I do, but that guy deserves it, yoi.” He sadly pulls away to give you a lopsided grin. “I could go all day talking about my beef with him, but I unfortunately need to get to work.” You were a little sad that your conversation was wrapping up, but that also meant it was time for your favorite morning ritual.
“Marco?” You frown seeing him walk away. “Did you forget?"
“I assume you're talking about this?” You smile seeing him holding up a familiar paper bag. “I would never dream of forgetting and if I did, your more than welcome to throw my #1 boss mug off the roof.”
“I doubt it will ever come to that.” You take a deep inhale and savor the aroma of your favorite pastry. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.” He gives you a lazy smile before grabbing his briefcase off the floor. “You know where I am if you need me.” Now it’s time for your second favorite morning ritual, enjoying the delicious pastry and watching the equally delicious Marco walk to his office. You knew it was wrong, but your eyes can’t help but stay glued to his broad back muscles being defined by the tight black business suit. “Are you okay Y/N?” You were too lost in hot boss man wonderland to notice the blonde was standing under the frame off his office door while giving you a questioning look.
“Oh yeah!” A small piece of pastry falls from your mouth as you whip your head around to fumble with a random object on your desk. “I’m fine.”
“Okay then~” You could hear the smirk in his voice as the office door clicked shut.
“That was so cringy Y/N.” Great, I had an audience. You follow Thatch's familiar voice up to see the man leaning on your desk, holding a cup of coffee in one hand and a huge stack of papers in the other. “Like the second hand embarrassment I feel right now is almost unbearable.”
“Trust me...” You snatch the cup from his hands and take a sip of the hot beverage. “I know.” You receive an irritated grunt from the man after taking his morning caffeine fix, but at the moment you need it way more than he did.
“I agree.” Another witness comes up to the stand. “Poor little Y/N.” Izou now stood beside Thatch, holding a huge stack of papers, but sadly no coffee. “You're down so bad and I’m not just talking about that blonde brute.” He motions over to Ace’s office, where you see the ravenette talking on the phone while wearing his signature wide grin. “I don’t see why you don’t go for it, I mean it’s pretty obvious they’re both into you.”
“I seriously doubt that...” And you really did doubt it. You know Ace flirts with everyone and Marco probably saw you as nothing more than what you were, his employee. “Besides, what makes you so sure?”
“The evidence is all right here.” Izou pulls out his phone and starts scrolling before holding the screen up to you. “Like this for instance.” You look and see a picture of you leading a meeting from a few months back. “I mean look at the way they're both smiling at you.”
“They were just really proud of me.” You remember being so frazzled about presenting, the only thing that kept you composed and going was Ace’s occasional funny face to help ease your nerves and the calm reassuring smile that never left Marco. “That’s not enough to prove anything.”
“How cute, you think I’m done.” He brings the phone much closer to your face, showing the not so safe for work photos taken from the night of the Christmas party. Your face heats up more and more with every swipe of the man's hand. “This one is my favorite pieces of evidence.” The picture showed Ace standing behind you with his hands gripping your hips, and then there was Marco Claus who had one of his red, muscular legs slotted in between yours. “Oh but they're totally not into you.” He rolls his eyes while putting his phone back into his vest pocket.
“The three of us were drunk.” Despite that fact, you thankfully remember most of that moment. Things were getting a little heated, then Ace ended up passing out, ultimately ruining the hot moment. “Besides Marco is super professional so I doubt he would ever have relations with an employee and I wouldn’t put it past Ace to flirt up a mop bucket, so needless to say I am not special.”
“You never know about Marco~.” Thatch adds. “And as for that “flirt”, he must think you're special considering he’s been eyeing you this entire time.”
“Really?” You look back to his office and see the man was right. Ace knew you had caught him staring, but instead of turning away embarrassed like you would have, the cocky boy brought a hand up to his lips to blow you a kiss.
“Told you.” Both Izou and Thatch say in unison.
“Okay fine!” You turn away with a blush creeping onto your cheek. “I believe you.” Thatch was about to say something, but the phone on your desk began to ring. “Hold that thought.” You pick up the phone, not paying any attention to the caller ID. “Newgate & Sons enter-”
“You didn’t blow me a kiss back :( “ Ace cuts your greeting off with a whine. “I mean you could have at least caught it.. “ You slam the receiver down and bury your head in your hands
“I swear this place is going to be the death of me.”
“There is a way to save yourself..” Izou sing songs. “All you have to do is~”
“What? Walk up to Marco and Ace saying “I think you're both hot please rail me?”” You roll your eyes at your own sarcastic statement. “I doubt they’d immediately pull me into a supply closet like in the cheesy office rom-coms… Also why are you guys looking at me like that?”
“Y/N..” Thatch points his finger down towards your desk phone.
“Oh fuck.” You feel your heart stop seeing the phone didn’t land on the button that cuts the line off. Meaning.. Slowly you turn and much to your horror, you see Ace in his office still holding the phone up to his ear while sporting a devilish smirk that shows off the sharp points of his canines. “I want to die.” You press down on the phone cutting Ace off from the rest of the conversation.
“At Least one of them is on board.” Thatch chuckles before handing you the paperwork from his hand. “This ‘work’ talk has been very eye opening and all, but I need to get back to financials.”
“Agreed, human resources can’t run without its fearless leader.” Izou follows by handing you his stack of paperwork. “Best of luck to you my dear, and please spill any juicy deets later.”
“I will.” Your hand comes to rest over your racing heart. “If I don’t die of embarrassment first.”
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The rest of your morning you spent busying yourself with the reports Izou and Thatch gave you. Any other time you would dread having so much work on your plate, but right now you need the distraction. But it sadly wasn’t working at the moment. Mainly because you just watched Ace casually stroll into Marco’s office.
You try to remain calm but your eyes haven’t left the closed door. Part of you hopes they are just talking business, but it's Ace and he avoids those types of conversations like the plague. Please don’t tell him. Please don’t tell him.
You already know your freckled boss was completely unphased by your comment. If anything you boosted the man's ego. That only leaves the question, how is Marco going to react?
Although he is laid back and chill most of the time, he is still the CEO of Newgate & Sons, meaning he holds a lot of power and you know he isn’t afraid to remind anyone of the fact. Thankfully you haven’t been on the receiving end of his wrath, but thanks to being so close to his office, you have heard it and it’s not pretty. But today your luck may have finally run out. You think of all the possible scenarios but the one with the best outcome involves getting scolded and seeing him extremely disappointed in you, something you absolutely hated the thought of. And then there is the worst outcome, he slams a cardboard box on your desk and straight up fires you over the inappropriate comment.
You're pulled from your thoughts as the handle on the office door rattles. Ace walks out as you focus on your blank computer screen while pretending to be unbothered, when you were practically at the edge of your seat.
“Y/N.” Your body freezes up hearing Marco calling out for you. “Come here.” From the sternness in his voice you could tell the conversation was about to be a pleasant one.
“Yes sir.” You stand up on your wobbly legs and do the walk of shame towards his office. On the way you pass Ace, who surprisingly enough didn’t say a word, but you saw the look in his eyes. He definitely told Marco.
Walking into the office you close the door behind you with a click. “Did you need something?” You try your best to look and sound composed in hopes of throwing the man off.
“Would I bring you in here If I didn’t?” His snarky comment causes you to fidget in place. “Come in.” With a finger he motions you further into the room as he leans back into his leather office chair. “You look nervous Y/N, are you okay?” You fight back the urge to scream knowing he’s already seen through your facade.
“Yeah, I’m super.” Super screwed. “What can I do for you?”
“First I want you to tell me what’s on your mind?” Why would I tell you when you already know? “You know you can talk to me about anything right?” You look into the lens of his glasses only to be met with your squirming reflection. “Talk to me, yoi.”
“Oh, it’s nothing.” You crack a sheepish smile while trying to balance yourself. “I promise.”
“Okay.” The sternness in his voice disappears as the lazy smile you love and adore finds its way to his face. “I was just making sure.” He lifts the whale shaped paper weight off of his desk before gathering the papers underneath it in his hand. “I just need a small favor from you.” The chair squeaks as he reaches the packet out to you. “Will you fax these for me?”
“Oh?” You thank whatever higher being above and take the papers out of his hands. “Yes sir, I’ll get them sent over right away.” A wave of relief washes over you realizing Ace must’ve done what he did just to toy with you. “If you need anything else let me know.”
“Actually...” You stop a few feet away from the door and look at Marco over your shoulder. “I do need to tell you one more thing.” There was a false innocence painting his face as the words “I know.” left his mouth
A nervous laugh leaves your lips, you know what?!. “Well look at the time, I better get going, these papers won’t fax theirself, bye!” Before he could get out another word you leave the office with a pinch of dignity as you make your escape to the safety of the fax room.
“What’s got you in such a hurry?” You stop in your tracks seeing a certain traitor perched on your desk while munching on a bag of chips that suspiciously looked like the ones you had hidden away in a drawer.
“You..” Your eyes narrow in on Ace's smirking face. “YOU.” The angry sound of your heels clacking against the tiles below fill the cubicle as you stomp your way in front of the male. “You told him, didn’t you?”
“Told him what?” He may be playing stupid, but the malice in eyes tells you he knows exactly what you’re talking about.“I have no idea what you're talking about.” BS
“Please don’t make me say it.” You slap the papers in your hand over your face to hide the growing embarrassment. “Just answer the question.”
“Nope~” Ace steals the papers from your hands and brings them above his head where you couldn’t reach them. “Answer mine first.” If you weren't so mad you would be fangirling about the fact a little patch of his dark bunny trail and v-line were on display.
“Fine, did you tell him about me wanting to get railed by you both or not?” You slam a hand over your mouth hearing that your quiet whisper was more like a low-range yell. Luckily no one seemed to notice your little outburst. “Ace?”
“Well, that’s for me to know.” The fact he was teasing told you the answer was already yes. “And for you to find out~” What does that mean? He winks as if he read your mind before giving you back the stack of papers. “I’ll see you at the meeting.” He crumbles up the empty chip bag and throws it away in your trash. “And thank you for the snack~”
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Ten o'clock seemed to roll around way too fast, but then again you have been dissociating at your desk for the past hour. But it was time to snap out of it and make your way to the meeting hall. The faint clicking of your heels echoes in the hall as you head towards the west conference room. Despite only having to take the notes for the meeting, you were still very on edge thanks to the interactions between Marco and Ace earlier. A sigh leaves your lips as you stare at your reflection in the glass windows. Great, I even look like a nervous wreck. You adjust your blouse and smooth over your skirt before forcing yourself to press forward.
The once quiet hallway was now being filled with the sounds of muffled chatting. The palm of your hand digs into the metal spiral of your notebook in an attempt to ground yourself. Your eyes that have stayed glued to the floor now come face to face with the golden plate on the door reading West Conference Room. Let’s do this.
“Y/N!” It hadn't been a second since you walked through the door and Ace was already calling out for you in his typical cheery voice. “Over here.” He points down to the empty chair on his right. “Seems like the rumor about Linlin corp having a big team was true.” Ace motions to the guests who have taken up the majority of the table .“So I saved you a spot.”
“Thank you.” You let your tone remain neutral as you lay your notebook and pen down. “I appreciate it.”
“You're welcome.” Ace smirks while playfully knocking his chair into yours. “I couldn't let my favorite girl sit next to one of Big Mom’s weird kids.”
“How funny.” You find a little confidence and reply with a smirk of your own. “You say that like you're not the only weirdo in here.”
“Oh is that so?” He looks down at you with a raised brow. “Sweetheart, last time I checked you wanted this weirdo to rail yo-” Before he could finish his sentence, you brought your hand down to his side, pinching the skin in between your fingers. “What was that for?” You pull away and watch as he rubs the irritated flesh through his red button up.
“You know exactly why you little shi-OW ” You bring your hands to the top of your head after feeling something heavy wack against it.
“Break it up you two.” At the same time, you and Ace follow the stern voice up to see Marco towering over you with some rolled up papers in his hand. “I guess I’ll have to sit here to make sure you don’t cause me any problems.” You watch as the older man slots himself in the chair to your left.
In this very moment, part of you wishes you were sitting next to the quote “Weird kids/employees of Big Mom.”, because the other part of you is currently struggling to keep your breaths even due the intensity of sitting right in between the two men who now knew about your dirty little fantasy.
“Good morning everyone.” The room's attention turned to the front where a tall man wearing a candy striped suit stood next to the projector screen. “My name is Perospero, I’m the eldest son of Charlotte and the COO of Linlin corp.” He surveys the room before narrowing his sights on the man sitting to your right. “I take your the man in charge?” Your eyes widen a little in surprise at the man's observation skills, but then again Marco has a naturally dominant “head honcho” aura surrounding him.
“Was it that obvious?” Marco's cheeky comment earns a few laughs throughout the room. “It’s nice to meet you, I’m Marco, CEO of Newgate & Sons.” Your eyes glance up to the attractive smile adorning your boss's face. “The floor is yours.” The bright fluorescent lights in the room dim, no longer casting a glare on the blonde's glasses, revealing that his eyes were looking right back into yours. “I’m very interested in what you have to show me.” That statement made your stomach flutter, but it’s not like that comment was meant for you.. right?
“But of course, perorin.” The man clicks a button on the small projector remote, causing the screen to illuminate. “As you know, Linlin corp is interested in partnering up with Newgate and sons for future projects..” You open your notebook and flip through until you find a blank page. “I will be going over recent numbers and some of our past success stories.” The pen in your hand dances around as you scribble down keywords and anything else you’ve deemed important. “But let’s start by looking back at our most recent quarter.”
You were in the zone and about half way down the first page of notes when something warm brushed up against your right thigh. At first you didn’t think much of it and continued taking the notes, but then your leg received a rough squeeze, earning your full attention.
“Marco?” You whisper low enough for no one to hear while looking up at him. Judging from the way his eyes are still focusing on the screen, he was completely ignoring you. “What are you-mmh.” Your knees buckle from the sensation of his hand now caressing up and down your skirt covered thigh. “Sir..” Out of desperation you reach out and tug at his black suit jacket in hopes of gaining his attention.
“Sir~” Marco mocks back with a low whisper. “Be quiet and stay still for me.” You swallow the lump in your throat as his hand slips under your skirt and starts creeping up your bare thigh. “There's something I want to test out.” Is this real? You feel his fingers ghost over the waistband of your lacy panties and you realize yes, it was very real. “So tell me?” Your heart starts to pound violently in your chest as the large hand you’ve always dreamed of touching you, slips under the fabric and makes its way to your soaked entrance. A satisfied hum rumbles in his chest feeling just how wet you already are. The tips of his fingers slightly dip into your velvety walls before he slips them in knuckle deep. “Are you my good girl?” Your flutter around the thick fingers in response to hearing his low voice say the pet name you secretly loved. “So Ace was right?” You were too blissed at the moment to care about Ace selling you out.
“Sir please.” Not even you knew if you said that as a beg for more, or as a plea to stop his actions.
“Aren’t you supposed to be taking notes, yoi?” You panic realizing you haven’t written a single word down in the past five minutes. With the skin of your lips still held tightly in between your teeth, you nod and pick up the ink pen. “Then you better get to work, yeah?”
“As you can see in our past years' stock charts...” You turn your full attention back to the notebook and try to form coherent sentences with your pen, while Marco, the man who prides himself on professionalism, starts to finger you in the middle of the presentation. “Linlin corp showed increasing trends that correspond with..”
Despite your eyes focusing on the screen, despite hearing the words coming from the Perso’s guys mouth, your pen didn't move a inch. It was beyond frustrating, there has never been a day in your entire career where you didn’t prioritize your work over everything else. But right now your moto of “business over pleasure” was thrown out the window as you spread your legs wider in the chair, giving your boss more room to fuck his fingers in and out of you.
“As you can see in exhibit A, alongside our sales, our revenue has nearly doubled over the past two years.” You didn’t even get the chance to process what the man said thanks to feeling another hand slipping into your underwear. You look to your left and see Ace quietly snickering at your dazed out expression.
“You look spaced out Y/N.” He leans over, whispering the taunt in your ear as his fingers tease the hood of your clit. “Need help focusing?” You try to answer but end up having to hold back a scream as he slowly starts directly circling around the neglected button.
“A-ah.” You swear if it wasn’t for the humming of the projector and the occasional sound of a coffee mug hitting the table, everyone in this room would be able to hear the lewd sounds of your bosses playing with your sloppy pussy.
“I hope you're taking good notes over there, yoi.~” Marco fingers pick up the pace alongside Ace’s. “This is a very important meeting, I’d hate to have to punish you later.”
In response you turn to the back of your notebook and write down “If you want notes, STOP IT” in big bold letters. You first slide the note over to Marco who writes back a cute “No :)” and of course you get a “Also no :3” from Ace.
“Stop pretending like you aren’t enjoying this.” The freckled man calls you out with a harsh pinch to your clit. “I bet you're loving the attention.” Why lie to yourself? You were on cloud nine, but at the same time you needed to do your job.
“Speaking of attention, yoi.” Your eyes slam shut feeling a familiar tingling sensation as Marco’s fingers pound against your g-spot. “I wonder what would happen if someone were to notice?” His comment made you a little paranoid, but you couldn't bring yourself to look around the room. Instead your eyes stay glued on the shining Rolex caught on the band of your underwear. “What would they think seeing our cute little secretary gushing around her bosses fingers?”
“Oh god.” The way Ace’s finger circled around your puffy clit, the way Marco’s fingers rutted into you, the way their intoxicating voices whispered dirty nothings into your ear, it was all driving you closer to the edge of ecstasy. “Mhm.” You cover up the moan with a small cough and hope no one in the room notices the way your eyes are watering up with pleasure. “Mar..Ac.” Your knuckles tighten around the pen in your hand as you feel yourself on the verge of cumming. “I’m gonna.” You could feel yourself constricting around Marcos fingers. “Cu-“
“That finishes the Linlin corp’s portion of the meeting.” As the meeting's moderator spoke, the hand movements in between your legs stopped. “The associates from Newgate & Sons are welcome to take the floor.” You could feel tears threatening to spill at the loss of friction.
“Of course.” Marco answers as both his and Ace’s hand leave your panties before you could get your sweet release. “I’ll let Ace go first.”
“That would be me.” The younger man jumps up from his chair and makes his way to the front. “Hello everyone!” The childish glee in his voice changes the bland tone of the room. “I promise I won’t bore you as much as the last guy did!” Despite just being called boring, Perospero starts to laugh with the rest of the attendees, that’s just how good Ace is. He could win over just about anyone with one of his playful comments or charming smiles. “I’m Portgas D. Ace, Chief Marketing Officer for Newgate & Sons.”
You look around the room, trying to take your mind off the fact you're frustrated due to lack of release, but only end up feeling more of it conjuring in your chest. As Ace presented, the other women in the room were obviously checking him out. You know you have no right to be jealous, it's not like you were dating Ace by any means, but you can’t help but feel a little territorial watching as they lick their lips and bat their false lashes at your boss.
“Jealous much, yoi?” The over observant Marco was already hot on your trail. “I mean his hand was in your underwear not even two minutes ago?” True, that fact did make you feel a little better. “And If I’m not mistaken.” Once again a large hand found its way back in between your legs. “He was right.. here.” You jolt as two wet fingers tap on your swollen clit. “How about this? If you can hold back from cumming during his speech, I’ll reward you.”
“And if I do cum?” You love the idea of a reward, but you already knew the probability of you lasting much longer was slim to none.“What happens?”
“What fun would it be if I told you?” You melt into your seat as the pad of his finger starts to massage small circles into the nub. “Let’s just say if you do, I’ll make sure you regret it.” You could only assume it would be a harsh punishment of some form.
“Marco I.” As much as you want to be rewarded by the older man, the feeling of your overdue orgasm was ripe and ready for the taking. “I can’t..”
“You know I hate the word can’t.” His hot breath against your ear sent your head spinning. “What happened, I thought you were my good girl?” There it is, the stern, disapproval in his voice that has you turning into an inner babbling mess.
“No...” You shake your head from side to side and shut your eyes, desperately trying to focus on anything beside the fact you were a few small touches away from cumming. “I’ll be good.”
“Oh yeah?” His finger starts swirling around you even faster. “Then show me.”
The grip around your ink pen causes the plastic barrel to crack as you fight back the orgasm. But even with all your efforts, it was all in vain. A breathless apology leaves your lips as your thighs slam and shudder around his hand from the powerful orgasm.
“I thought you were going to be “good”?” He pulls away and you look down to see your slick coating his fingers. “How disappointing.” He wipes his fingers off on the flesh of your plush thigh before turning his attention back to the presentation.
“I appreciate you all for listening to my portion.” People in the room start clapping as Ace wraps up his speech. “I’ll let the big man himself take over.” You mentally punch yourself seeing that if you could have held off for one more minute, Marco would have rewarded you. But now..
“Right.” The blonde man glares at you before standing up and making his way to the front. “Good morning everyone!” Although he may be upset, you can’t help but smile at him with adoration flooding your eyes. He was just so cool, confident, so him. “I promise I won’t confuse you like the last guy did.”
“A little birdy told me something interesting~” Ace's unusual dark tone pulls your attention away from Marco. “Do you know how much trouble you’re in?” Like his tone, his eyes seem to be getting darker and darker by the second. “Even so, I just got to know.” Ace accidentally drops his pen on the floor next to you. Your eyes follow him as he kneels on the carpeted floor. “What you taste like.” He licks his lips and slots himself in between your legs.
You mouth “Stop” while his hands bunch your skirt up around your hips. He shakes his head in response and pulls your wet panties to the side. His tongue lolls out of his lips to give your sensitive, post orgasm clit a kitten lick before slowly trailing down to your weeping entrance. The point of his tongue licks a stripe up and down before he pulls back to show you how your juices were collected on the pink muscle. His tongue rolls back into his mouth as he swallows your cum without breaking eye contact. “Tasty” he mouthed as he buried tongue into your gummy walls.
“I believe if we come together as a team focused on the right things –such as safe and reliable operations, managing cost and capital, and forming disciplined, step by step strategies.” You pick up on the way the word disciplined rolled off Marco's lips, he was obviously aware of what Ace was doing to you and he didn’t like it one bit. “I am fully optimistic a partnership between Newgate & Sons and the Linlin corp would be successful.”
Ace doesn't seem to notice or care about the warning as his tongue continues to explore every single inch of your wet heat. One specific flick of his tongue against a certain spot made you throb around his tongue. He took notice and began to focus on that one spot. Your hand flys down to his dark locks as you feel another wave of pleasure about to wash over you. So good~ Your toes curl against the suede bottom of your shoes as you grind yourself against his face, riding out your second orgasm.
“Thank you for meeting with us today, perorin~” The meeting is already over? “Before we finalize anything we would like to run this across Mama.”
“But of course take your time, yoi.” Marco took Perosperos hand and shook it. “And if you have any questions or want to discuss further, please reach out to my secretary Y/N.” The people around the room follow your bosses pointed finger straight to you.
“Hi.” Your voice is calm and collected as if the heart throb of a man known as Ace isn’t cleaning up the mess he made of your pussy. “My number is on the bottom of both Marco’s and Ace’s business cards, please feel free to reach out to me.”
“What a sweet girl, perorin~” Thankfully everyone turns their attention back to the two men at the podium. “I believe this does conclude our meeting, I look forward to our future.”
“Found it!” Ace pulls back while clicking his pen and licking the slick off his lips. “Thanks for the treat.” He stands up and runs a hand through the hair you held onto for dear life moments ago.
“Ace, yoi.” Marco walks up to you both sporting an irritated scowl. “That wasn’t part of the plan!”
“Sorry.” The younger man shrugs his shoulders, not really caring about the fact he went “off the course” that was unknown to you. “I just couldn’t help myself.”
“Whatever.” The blonde rolls his eyes and looks down at the Rolex adorning his left wrist. “I’ve got a meeting at fifteen so I have to go, but.” The way the older man is looking down on you makes you shrink in place. “Let’s see those notes you took.” You were hoping he wouldn't ask for them until later, but luck is not on your side today. “My office, lunch time.” His large hands came down to fix your lopsided skirt. “We have a lot to discuss.”
“Yes sir.”
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The dissociation you experienced earlier this morning was nothing compared to the feeling of being galaxies away from your current spot at your desk. Your eyes glance to the lower right corner of your computer screen reading the current time of 11:55 AM. Great, you have five minutes to come to terms with the fact Marco is most likely about to punish you. The cellphone on your desk buzzes, flashing the alarm labeled Lunch.
The walk towards Marco’s office felt like a mile long despite it being only a couple feet away. Answerless questions swirl around your head as the wooden door looms over you. Your knuckles don’t even get the chance to ghost over the door's surface before a deep voice beckons you to “Come in.” You grab the silver handle and turn it as the faint smell of Marco’s cologne rushes in your face alongside the cool office air.
“You needed to see me?” You walk into the room and see the blonde leaning against his desk while holding your notebook in his hands.
“More like we.” The door behind you clicks shut, causing you to turn around. Your eyes widen seeing Ace’s back flush to the now closed door. “Hi there~” A metallic sound reverberates in the office as his fingers turn the doors lock in place.
You're unsure what to do or say as your body freezes in place, as if you were a mouse cornered by two cats. Two very feral cats who looked more than ready to devour you.
“So I looked over your notes, yoi.” Your attention turns back to the man leaning against the desk. “This is the sloppiest I’ve seen your work Y/N and on top of that you disobeyed me earlier.” He shakes his head, clearly displeased by the quality of your notes. “I have to say.” He walks up to you and places two fingers under your chin. “I’m very disappointed in you.”
“You say that like it’s not your fault.” You don’t know where the sudden confidence came from, but you already regret acting on it.
“Is that so?” The two fingers under your chin turn into a hand that firmly wraps around your neck. “I may have forgiven you if you would have given me a simple apology.” His grip tightens to the brink of cutting your air supply off. “But since you wanted to do something as shameful as blaming me for your mistakes?” The blood in your veins runs cold feeling the sheer power he held over you. “Looks like I need to put you in your place.” You take a deep breath as his hand releases its hold.
“I..I’m sorry.” You feel tears roll down your face knowing you just made a huge mistake.
“Saying you’re sorry is one thing.” Ace walks up from behind you and gives your ass a harsh smack, causing you to yelp from the pain. “But I think we’d much rather have you show us just how sorry you are~”
“Please.” You wipe the tears away from your eyes. “I’ll do anything…” And right now you would do anything if it meant they wouldn't be mad at you anymore.
“So eager to please, yoi.” Marco goes back to the leaning posting on his desk. “I don’t want to hear another word leave your mouth, got it?” You nod.
“As for me.” Ace joins the older man on the desk. “I think we deserve a little show.”
You knew exactly what he meant by show and you were more than ready to perform. Your feet meet the cold marble floor as you kick your heels to the side. Then unsteady hands come down to the metal zipper on the side of your pencil skirt, bringing it down until the skirt pools around your ankles.
“I wonder where she got that from?” Marco motions to the huge wet spot on your panties caused by a mix of their earlier actions and the current excitement rushing between your legs.
“Who knows.” Ace props his chin the palm of his hand as if he were bored with the whole ordeal. “I mean whores do get wet over the littlest things after all~” You knew you loved praise, but something about the degrading title leaving his mouth added fuel to the fire burning in your abdomen.
“True.” The older man agrees with a curt nod. “Did we tell you to stop Y/N?”
You shake your head and continue where you left off. Nimble fingers grab the smooth, first button of your blouse. You feel the temperature in your cheeks rise more and more as you undo each button until the fabric cascades down your arms and straight into the floor with the rest of your clothes.
“I agree Y/N, that shirt didn’t leave much room for imagination.. But this?” Ace looks you up and down, gawking at the fact the lacy soaked underwear you wore matched the sheer bra barely covering your breasts. “Naughty girl, I’m starting to think you planned this out.”
“No it’s not like that.” You wish you could cover yourself up from their prying eyes. “I didn’t...” It was wash week and this was truly the only set you had.
“What did I tell you about talking to Y/N?” Marco looks at you and it feels like you could melt into the floor. “Since you just can’t seem to listen.” You watch as he digs around his pockets before approaching you with an embroidered handkerchief. “Open up.” You try your best to part your lips for him, but we weren't quick enough for him. “Let me rephrase that.” His hand grabs the side of your jaws, forcing your lips apart. “Open or I’ll fucking make you.” You squirm around in his hold as he stuffs the cloth in your mouth. “Now finish.”
Your mouth water around the gag as you bring your hands to the metal clasp behind your back. The men watch every movement, every shudder of your skin as you bring the straps down your arm, exposing your hardening nipples to the cool office air. Lastly, your fingers curl around the band of your panties before rolling them down the shaking limbs holding you up. Now, every single inch of your body is exposed to the two fully clothed businessmen. It was down right humiliating, but at the same time it sent excitement coursing through your veins.
“Lay on the desk.” Both men move away from the desk as you follow the blonde’s husky command. You feel goosebumps form on your skin as your ass meets the cold edge of the desk. Papers fall into the floor and pens roll off the desk as you scooch into the middle.
“Open those pretty legs of yours, nice and wide for us.” The voice of your freckled boss fills your ears as your feet dig into the corners of the desk. You slowly bring your knees apart, showing them the perfect view of your pulsating cunt and the glistening excitement pouring from it.
“Would you look at that?” Marco comes to the end of the desk where your head is. “My sweet little secretary is a slut after all.” You see your disheveled reflection in the lens of his glasses and you’d have to agree. You were a slut. Their slut.
“Oh Marco~” Hands trail up and down your inner thighs as you look down to see Ace standing in between them. “Since this is technically a punishment.” He brought his fingers up to the bright orange fabric of his neck tie. “Shouldn't we “tie” her up?” He threw the balled up fabric to the older man who got to work immediately binding your wrists together.
“I think I’ll put mine to use as well.” The sound of silk coming undone fills your ears as the blonde towering above you takes off his black tie. “I would put it around your eyes, but I want you to watch everything we're going to do to you.” He brings the fabric to your neck and wraps it around like a leash. “There we go.” He gives the fabric a tug as you hear a zipper come undone. “Now, let’s get you a better view of what is about to happen.” Marco pulls the tie up , forcing you to look at the scene unfolding between your legs. “I mean, It’s not everyday you get fucked by one of your boss, right?”
“I hope you're ready for this.” Aces lust shot eyes gaze into your watery ones. “Because I am going to fuck your little brains out.” You look down and see the pretty pink tip of his cock rubbing up and down your dripping pussy. It was everything you had hoped and dreamed it would be. It was long, no doubt a good ten inches, with a girth that you knew would stretch you out like no other.
“I wonder how many times you sat at that desk of yours, dreaming something like this would happen.” Marco teases while nipping at the shell of your ear. “I bet you're more than ready, aren’t you?”
“And if you're not.” Your hands pull down on their restraints as you feel Ace line himself up. “That’s just too bad.” The fabric in your mouth swallows the scream leaving your throat as his cock bottoms out in a single thrust. “Fuck she’s tight.” Ace’s hands come down to grip your hips as he manages to press even more of himself into you.
“I bet you feel nice and full, don’t you?” Marco’s large hand ghosts over the bump on your tummy where you were being split open by Ace. It hurt, but at the same time you craved more. No, you needed more. “I think she’s ready, go ahead Ace.”
“Mh-m~” The wet sounds of your pussy and your filtered moans fill the office as Ace sets a rough pace. With every harsh snap of his hips, the head of his cock would hit your cervix in a way that sent sparks of pain- laced pleasure all the way to your toes. The feeling was something you couldn’t get enough of.
“You like that?” The older man tugs at the tie around your neck, forcing you to look up at him. The orbs behind his glasses swirled with the same dark passion as the man rutting into you. “You like how rough Ace is fucking you?” You answer by moaning into the gag.
“Yeah?” Ace brings his sweaty forehead up against yours. “Yeah?” You feel his hands come down to the plush skin of your thighs. “You like that?” He then pushes them against your chest, folding you into a mating press. “Fuck-” With the new postion, he shows no mercy while pounding you even harder into the desk. “You like it when I go deep like that?“ You nod your head against his as you feel the tension in your abdomen beg for release.
“Look at you.” Marco yanks the tie back so your eyes meet once more. “A crying, drooling, sloppy girl who can’t even hold her own head up, how pathetic.”
“Maybe we should replace her~” Ace smirks while taking the tie from Marco’s hand to tug you towards him. “It’s not like the little whore is special, I even bet we could find a much better one.” Replace me? Not special? Your mind goes blank hearing the cruel words come from your boss.
“You're right, maybe we should.” Marco agrees with the harsh statement while your mind falls further and further into a dark place. “I’m getting a little bored of her anyways.” Hearing that the sweet, kind loving Marco was tired of you, was the last straw. You shake your head as pleas of I don’t want to be replaced, drown in the gag. You loved your job and you were good at it, and it was all for them. The thought of never getting another pastry from Marco and never hearing another flirty comment from Ace made a pain blossom in your chest.
“Hearing that from you must have really struck a nerve.” The younger man patronizes you while picking his brutal pace. “She looks oh so sad~”
“Ace, wait.” Marco scans your face and realizes right away things have gone too far. “Ace stop.”
“Why?” Ace halts with his dick still pressed up against your cervix. “What’s wrong?”
“Hey Y/N look at me.” The blonde pulls the gag out of your mouth as you start to sob.
“I’m sorry.” Hot tears roll down your face as you meet Marco’s concerned gaze. “Sir I’ll do better, I promise!” Despite enjoying almost every second, nothing could have prepared you for this. You look up at Ace with a wobbly smile trying to form on your lips. “So please don’t replace me… I’ll be good.”
“Y/N..” Ace's deep brown eyes soften as he bends down to the crook of your neck. “I didn’t mean a word of that sweetheart.” The soft whisper was just enough to save you from going off the deep end. “I’m so sorry.” The darkness clouding your mind was clearing up as relish in the feeling of shaggy hair tickling the juncture of your neck.
“Hey Y/N.” You feel the silk binds around your wrists come undone. “Talk to me.”
“Are you?”
“No, I’m not bored of you, not even in the slightest.” He peppers kisses all over your tear soaked cheeks. “Nor will I ever be, yoi.” Relief washes over you knowing that both men's words were meaningless.
“We pushed our sweet girl too far, didn’t we?” Ace pulls away to wipe the remainder of your tears away
“You did.” You feel relief wash over you thanks to their reassuring touches and knowing the fact that their words harbored no real meaning. “But I’m okay now.”
“Do you want to continue?” The blonde brushes your sweaty strands of hair away from your face. “It’s okay if you can’t or don’t want to.”
“I can keep going.” You didn't even think twice as you looked down where Ace’s and your body’s met. “I really want to.” You grind down on him, earning a sultry moan from the man.
“That’s my girl.” Ace smashes his lips against yours and picks right back up where he left off. “My Good. Fucking. Girl.” With each word, his dick slammed right into the spot that had you seeing stars.
“And do you know what good girls get Y/N?” Marco presses kisses into the side of your neck as his fingers trails down your body to play with your neglected clit. “They get rewarded.” His fingers start circling to match Ace’s fast pace.
“Ah~!” Your back arches against the oak as the blondes wet tongue moves down to the valley of your breasts. His teeth nip at your areola before he takes your nipple into his warm mouth. “Oh fuc~.” Between Ace’s rough pounding , Marco’s mouth and hands working your most sensitive areas, it was all becoming too much in the best way possible. “Please.” Your head slams against the wooden desk as you feel the coil in your belly tighten. “Please can I cum?”
“Of course you can.” Marco's permission was enough to drive you over the edge. “Cum for us.” Your hands paw at the loose papers on the desk as you cum around Ace’s cock.
“Atta girl.” Ace rides you through your orgasm while chasing his own high. “Fuck.” His heavy balls press up against your bottom as he releases his warm cum deep within you. “That was so good. You were so good.” After a few minutes you feel him slowly pull out while your mind blissfully floats in the clouds from the strong orgasm you experienced.
“Hey pretty girl.” Marco gently caresses your cheeks, bringing you back down to earth. “Are you okay?”
“Mhmm.” You hum with a dopey smile plastering your post orgasm face. “It felt so good.” You think back to what happened and realize the blonde hasn’t gotten any action and the erection painfully pressed up against his black dress pants was enough to prove he needed some.“What about you?”
“I’ll be fine, yoi..” He lovingly bumps his nose against yours. “I think you're a little too spent to handle me.”
“No I’m not.” You reach out and brush your hand against the strained fabric, causing the older man to hiss. “I can take it and I want it.”
“Fuck-” He moans out a curse as a feral look forms on his face. “Little girl do you have any idea what you're asking for?”
“I don’t.” You may regret your decision later, but right now…. “So why don’t you show me, sir?” You spread your legs, showing him how badly you wanted to find out.
“You asked for it.” The older man grabs your thighs and pulls you down until your ass meets the edge of the desk. Your eyes watch as he slowly undoes his belt and unzips his pants. “So..” He smacks his tip against your clit with a malicious smirk on his face. “Are you still sure you can handle this?”
“Yes, I can.” You look down at the thick, impressive twelve inches belonging to the man and feel thankful that you have a desk job. Walking is overrated anyways.
“Yeah?” He lubes himself with a mix of yours and Ace cum before slowly pressing into your abused hole. “Well see about that.”
“Oh God.” A breathless moan leaves your lips as the blonde slowly stretches you out inch by inch. “Marco~”
“What a pretty face.” He looks down at your blissed out expression while finally bottoming out. “Does it really feel that good~” The phrase.“With age comes experience.” makes sense now. Unlike Ace's unpredictability rough, sloppy thrusts, Marcos were slow, sensual and precise
Sure when Ace was fucking your brains out earlier felt really fucking good, but the way Marco’s hips are steady rolling right into your g-spot over and over again had you feeling a pleasure that was on a much different caliber. The blonde was making it obvious that he was going to take his sweet-sweet time, making sure you felt every single movement while he drove you to the edge.
“Marc-o.” The sensation of being slowly built up had water pooling in your eyes. “S’ good.”
“Yeah?” He bends down to place a gentle kiss on your slobber covered lips. “Look at you.” A large hand tilts your head down so you can see where his cock was breaking you apart. “Taking me so well.”
“Mhm.” You feel your gummy walls flutter around him as he gradually starts picking up the pace. “Gonna.” The phone next to your head starts ringing, causing you to flinch. Marco looks at you and puts a finger over his lips signaling you to stay quiet as he answers the phone.
“Newgate & Sons, Marco speaking.” His voice came out composed and pronounced, unlike the sloppy mess he was making in between your legs. “I apologize, my secretary has been a little busy today, yoi.” He smirks down at you before throwing one of your legs over his broad shoulders. “But once she gets freed up I’ll have her set up a meeting.” The new position gives the blonde a new angle that has him pressing up even harder on your g-spot. “Thank you for understanding, I look forward to it.” The moment the line cut off, he started to rut into you at an unforgiving pace that made the slow build up well worth it.
“Damn.” Ace leans back in the spare office chair while watching your guts getting completely regaraged by the older man. “I hope you don’t need to walk anytime soon.” Neither do I.
“Marco.” Your arms wrap around the broad muscles of his back while an unfamiliar pressure in your core builds up. “Feels’ different.”
“Let it out for me princess.” Marco presses his lips against yours as he rocks harder into you. “That’s it.” Your eyes and hips roll as the strong sensation takes control over your body. “That’s my good girl.” He praises as clear liquid splashes from you, soaking his blonde bunny trail. “M’ gonna fill you up.” His teeth grit together as he twitches against your cervix, shooting his cum inside of you to mix with Ace’s.
Soft praises are spoken against the shell of your ear while Marco pulls out of your overly sensitive and thoroughly abused hole. You feel the warm mixture of his and Ace cum roll down you and into the floor below as you come down from your high.
“I’m going to clean you up, is that okay?” You look down and see the blonde holding a pack of wet wipes. You were too weak for a verbal answer, so you nod and fall limp against the desk.
“Here.” Ace walks up and takes one of the towels. “Let me help.” He brought the cool cloth over your overheated face, wiping away the spit and tears, while Marco gently cleans the mess in between your legs. “You did such a good job.”
“She did.” The blonde hooks his arms under yours, helping you off of the desk and onto your two feet. “Ace, help her get dressed, I sadly have a boring zoom call I need to hop on.” Marco rolls his eyes while pulling his laptop out.
“On it.” One by one Ace picks up your article of clothes and helps you into them.
“Good afternoon team.” You hear a voice come through the laptop's speaker. “Let’s get started.”
Now that you were fully clothed, you were unsure what to do with yourself. Do they want me to leave? You begin to wonder if you could even make it halfway to the door before your legs would give out.
“Pss, come here.” Ace whispers while patting his lap. You smile and gladly accept his offer for cuddles. “How ya feelin?”
“Okay.” You bury your head into the crook of his neck, taking in the spicy, citrus notes of his cologne. “Just a little tired.”
“I’d say so.” A low chuckle fills your ear as two strong arms secure your body to his. “Luckily for you I don’t have to be anywhere for awhile, so it would be totally okay if you were to “accidentally” fall asleep on me~”
“Are you sure?” You pull away from the crook of his neck and watch him nod, confirming you get to take a snooze while in the comforting embrace of the Portgas D. Ace. “Yay~”
“Yes, yay~” His hand cups the back of your head, bringing it to his warm chest. “Now get some rest.” You give into the urge to close your eyes as you relax further into Ace’s hold. Between the steady beats of his heart and the soothing voice of Marco talking business, you fell into a much needed sleep. “Sweet dreams, pretty.”
~~~~Bonus
“Ace.” Marco closes his laptop as the meeting comes to an end. “Stop taking pictures or you’ll end up waking her.”
“I can’t help it.” He snaps one last picture of you fast asleep on his chest. “She’s just so cute.”
“She is, yoi.” The blonde walks up and takes his black suit jacket off, draping it around sleeping form. “But it’s a little unprofessional to take a nap on the clock.” He presses a kiss into the crown of your hair, finding it funny that even in your sleep, he still felt the need to tease you.
“So…” Ace looks up at the older man with a confused look. “What’s next?”
“What do you mean?” The older man raises his brow.
“I don’t know how you feel about the matter, but I see her as more than a “plaything” if you get what I’m saying.” Ace confesses while planting a kiss against your temple.
“I do and agreed, yoi.” Marco nods while sitting in the chair next to Ace’s. “I say once the sleepy head wakes up, we all leave work early and get something to eat.”
“You had me at food.”
“You had me at leaving work early.” You stir awake, only catching the last part of their conversation. “Food also sounds good.”
“You're awake?”
“Yeah.” You lean back from Ace’s chest and bring Marco’s jacket further around your body. “And we have a problem.”
“What?” The men say in unison, clearly worried about what you're going to say.
“I don’t think I can walk.”
“I can solve that problem, yoi.” Marco stands up from his chair and drops down to the floor. “Hop on.” You realize it was your only option, so you crawl out of Ace’s lap, wrapping your arms around Marco’s neck. He stands up to his full height as large hands hook under your legs. “I gave everyone an extended lunch, so the office should be empty, but if anyone sees us and questions, we’ll say you tripped.”
“Okay.” You snuggle yourself into his back. “By the way, your just as comfy as I’d thought you’d be~”
“You even thought about that, yoi?” You nod into his neck earning a laugh from the older man.
“I bet my back is wayy comfier.” You look down and see Ace pouting over your statement.
“Ace, remember what I taught you.” Marco looks down at the younger man with an evil glint in his eye. “It's okay to accept defeat.”
“What defeat?”
“Okay break it up.” You roll your eyes seeing them practically fighting over their Y/N piggy back comfort rating. “I love you both.” Oh fuck. “I’m talking about your back of course!!” I can’t believe I just said that. “Anyways we better get a move on…”
“Right.” Ace picks up your heels off the floor and follows you and Marco out the door. “Looks like the coast is clear.”
“Wait, can you grab my purse Ace?” He nods before walking over to your desk. “It's in the third drawer on the right.”
“Got it.” After fumbling around your desk, Ace walks back over with the purse slung over his shoulder. “So~” He gets into different poses, modeling your own purse for you. “What do you think?”
“Well I think the three of you have a lot of explaining to do.” You peek over Marco’s shoulder and see Izou standing by one of the copiers, giving you all a questioning look. “First, why are you carrying Y/N?”
“Oh.” You smile and remember the lie you formed before leaving the office. “I tripped.”
“On really now?” The darked haired man crosses his arms. “On what?”
“My foot.” Both Ace and Marco answer at the same time.
“Yeah silly me tripped over both of their feet..haha.”
“That’s quite obvious.” A blush forms on all three of your faces knowing Izou’s detective skills have already picked up on your less than professional get together. “Just so you know if you date amongst other co-workers you have to fill out a form, and that rule even applies to you Mr. Big Shot.” You can’t help but wonder why he brought that topic up. Although there is nothing more you’d love than to be in a relationship, you know they most likely didn’t feel the same way.
“I know, yoi.” Marco’s sixth sense picks up on your doom and gloom, so he jumps a little in place to send you further up his back. “Have three of them ready by tomorrow morning.” Relief washes over him feeling your smile form in the crook of his neck.
“Interesting… So you're finally going off the market Ace?”
“Yeah I am.” Hearing that from him almost sent everyone's jaw to the floor. “And don’t look so surprised, I mean I landed the baddest chick in here.”
“Baddest chick?” Marco cocks his head to the side.
“Don’t worry. It’s a compliment..” You join Marco by cocking your head to the side. “I think?”
“It is.” Ace smirks. “And times up Marco.” The ravenette turns around and kneels to the floor. “It’s my turn.”
“Fine.” For the sake of ending the debate, Marco lets you down so you can transfer to Ace’s back.
“Well that settles that.” The HR rep holds his hands up, signaling the ending of his thorough interrogation. “You are free to go.”
“About time.” Ace picks you up and high fives Izou’s held up hand before continuing right down the hallway to the elevators. “I’m starving… Hey Y/N where do you want to eat at?”
“Anywhere, as long as there's lots of food.”
“That’s my girl~”
“Thank you, yoi.” Marco gives the man a pat on the back.
“You’re welcome, but just for the record, I feel like my role in this was important and deserving of an extra week of paid vacation.”
“You have my stamp of approval.” The dark haired man's red tinted lips curl into a victorious smile hearing that he got his was. “I better go before they leave me behind.”
Izou watched the three of you walk away, taking a few pictures in the process of course. But he couldn’t help it, he just landed a extra week of vacation and his favorite ship finally sailed (Road a elevator down) into the blue ocean (The parking lot)
“Speaking of ships… Maybe I should use my extra week of vacation to go on a cruise~”
~End~
I know it was long, but I hope you enjoyed~
Also this is what I imagined their ties looking like
So here are some of the friendship bracelets I’ve made! First one is based off Marco🍍Second one is based off Doflamingo🦩, Third one is Laws matching set🫳🏼👆🏼🫴🏼 (my personal fav) , and the last one I made for funsies🫦
Business (not so) Casual (Marco X Female Reader X Ace)
AN- What would you do if you couldn't get the image of Marco and Ace wearing business suits out of your head? I'll tell you what HearfeltCierra did! I ended up writing 11 thousand words of cute/fun plot and "other" things ( ͡~ ͜ʖ ͡°). This was a fun write so I hope you enjoy❤️
Masterlist
Word count- 11 K
Contents- Modern business AU (Office setting) CEO Boss Marco, Secretary Y/N, CMO Boss Ace. Plot based NSFW with a cute and fluffy ending
Other characters- Izou, Thatch, Vista (Mentioned) Squard (Mentioned), Perospero, Koala (Mentioned) Dragon (Mentioned)
Side note- Bold/Italics = Y/N's thoughts, Italics=Phone conversations
~Warnings~ Threesoms (M/F/M), Dom Marco, Dom Ace, Sub reader, Dirty talk, Fingering, Oral sex (Fem receiving), Unprotected sex, Light bondage, Office sex, Punishments, Spanking, Choking, Rough sex Degradation/degrading terms (Whore/Slut) Squirting, Mind Break, Sub dropping?, Belly bulge, Cream pies, Praise and aftercare.
Story under the cut ʕ•ᴥ•ʔﾉ♡ MDNI
Being the secretary at one of Grandlines City’s most successful businesses is not for the faint of heart. Between the mountains of paperwork, meetings (that could and should have been emails), the ever malfunctioning office equipment and not to mention the constant phone calls. And by constant, you mean CONSTANT.
You had just got off the elevator and said good morning to Vista in the financials department when you heard the familiar chime of your office phone. Already?
“Newgate and sons enterprises~” You make it to the phone at the last second and answer using your best customer service voice. “This is Y/N, can I help you?”
“What are you wearing right now?” Your eyes roll hearing the familiar voice on the other line.
“A blouse that leaves no room for imagination and a pair of uncomfortable heels that will end up your butt if you don’t stop prank calling me!”
“That’s so hot.”
“Ace!”
“Geez Y/N I’m just kidding.”
“Haha funny~ Did you actually need something, sir.”
“That’s also hot.”
“I’m about to hang up…”
“WAIT! I actually do need something.”
“I’ll believe it when I hear it.”
“RUDE…. But can you reach out to Koala with the RA group and see if we can’t get some time set up with Dragon?”
“Sure thing.” You grab a post it and jot a reminder down.
“That’s my good girl~”
“Ace!” The phone in your hand nearly hits the ground hearing what just came out of the freckled man's mouth. “Don’t say stuff like that, it’s weird.”
“What? Only like it when Marco says it?”
“He said it one time Ace, and it was just a little friendly praise.”
“The blush on your face makes me believe you didn’t take it as just some “friendly” praise.”
“I’m not blushing.”
“Yes you are~”
“How do you even?!” You hear a few taps and look over to see Ace waving at you from inside his glass office window. “You're a jerk.”
“But you love-” You watch the pout that forms on his lips seeing that you had hung up on him. That’s what you get for teasing me.
After giving Ace his morning dose of attention, you reach over and click the power button on your computer. As you wait for it to boot up you lean back in your swivel chair and glance over to the framed picture on your desk. It was taken at the office’s christmas party a few months back. In the photo, you and Ace were sitting on either side of “Santa’s” lap.
“What’s got you smiling, yoi?” You roll back in your chair to see your blonde boss standing in front of your desk.“It must be something good considering it's the unsavory hour of eight in the morning.”
“I think it is.” Marco quirks a brow as you hand him the picture. “See for yourself.”
“Oh I remember not remembering this.” Pink dusts his cheeks as he looks at the picture. “I had to be on the verge of alcohol poisoning considering I got into the costume by choice.”
“I think we were all to that point.” Your stomach still turns from time to time remembering the amount of tequila you consumed that night. “But you did make a good Santa Claus.”
“True I did, yoi.” Marco nods while handing you the picture back. “And you know, strangely enough I remember what you asked for.”
“You do?” Panic sets in realizing you were incredibly drunk and unfiltered at the time of the photo. “And what was that?”
“You asked for a comfier office chair.” You were expecting something much worse. “And me being the good boss that I am, got you one the very next day.”
“My lower back thanks you.” You put the picture back in its rightful place and wonder about the other man in the picture. “While we're on the topic, what did Ace ask for?”
“I could honestly name off more things he didn’t ask for.” His eyes roll remembering the thousands of things Ace asked for. “My personal favorite was him asking me to relocate your desk into his office so he could “talk to you” whenever he wanted.” Despite knowing you’d never get any work done, you can’t help but smile at the cute request. “Seems like you're not opposed to the idea.”
“As if.” You could feel the blood rushing to your cheeks thanks to being called out. “Besides, it’s too early to be teasing me.”
“Teasing you is my second 9-5, yoi~” The handsome man laughs seeing just how flustered his comment got you. “But lucky for you I’ve had my fill this morning.” Why don’t I believe you? “So what’s on the agenda for today?”
“Let’s see.” You brush off the last of your embarrassment and open up the schedule book to today's block. “In twenty you have a meeting with Squard regarding building upgrades. After that we have a ten o'clock with the Charlotte's in the west conference room. And the rest of the day you have a few short zoom meetings.”
“Let’s see...” The man goes deep in thought as his fingers tap against your desk. “Cancel the meeting with Squard.”
“Okay?” Weird? You’ve worked with Marco long enough to realize he doesn't cancel meetings out of the blue like this. “Any specific reason?” You raise a brow while marking out the meeting with a red ink pen.
“Can you keep a secret?” The older man holds his pinky down to you while looking around the office for any potential eavesdroppers.
“You know me.” You smirk doing a zipper motion over your lips before wrapping your smaller pinky around his. “My lips are sealed.” As he leans down closer, the delightful smell of amber and musk fills your nose. I want to drown in this man's cologne.
“Well..” You bite back a giggle as you feel Marco’s stubble brush against the sensitive skin of your neck. “If I’m being honest.” His hand cups around your ear before whispering- “I just don’t like the guy.”
“I thought you hated gossip in the workplace?” You whisper back a little surprised to hear there’s a person he doesn't like.
“I do, but that guy deserves it, yoi.” He sadly pulls away to give you a lopsided grin. “I could go all day talking about my beef with him, but I unfortunately need to get to work.” You were a little sad that your conversation was wrapping up, but that also meant it was time for your favorite morning ritual.
“Marco?” You frown seeing him walk away. “Did you forget?"
“I assume you're talking about this?” You smile seeing him holding up a familiar paper bag. “I would never dream of forgetting and if I did, your more than welcome to throw my #1 boss mug off the roof.”
“I doubt it will ever come to that.” You take a deep inhale and savor the aroma of your favorite pastry. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.” He gives you a lazy smile before grabbing his briefcase off the floor. “You know where I am if you need me.” Now it’s time for your second favorite morning ritual, enjoying the delicious pastry and watching the equally delicious Marco walk to his office. You knew it was wrong, but your eyes can’t help but stay glued to his broad back muscles being defined by the tight black business suit. “Are you okay Y/N?” You were too lost in hot boss man wonderland to notice the blonde was standing under the frame off his office door while giving you a questioning look.
“Oh yeah!” A small piece of pastry falls from your mouth as you whip your head around to fumble with a random object on your desk. “I’m fine.”
“Okay then~” You could hear the smirk in his voice as the office door clicked shut.
“That was so cringy Y/N.” Great, I had an audience. You follow Thatch's familiar voice up to see the man leaning on your desk, holding a cup of coffee in one hand and a huge stack of papers in the other. “Like the second hand embarrassment I feel right now is almost unbearable.”
“Trust me...” You snatch the cup from his hands and take a sip of the hot beverage. “I know.” You receive an irritated grunt from the man after taking his morning caffeine fix, but at the moment you need it way more than he did.
“I agree.” Another witness comes up to the stand. “Poor little Y/N.” Izou now stood beside Thatch, holding a huge stack of papers, but sadly no coffee. “You're down so bad and I’m not just talking about that blonde brute.” He motions over to Ace’s office, where you see the ravenette talking on the phone while wearing his signature wide grin. “I don’t see why you don’t go for it, I mean it’s pretty obvious they’re both into you.”
“I seriously doubt that...” And you really did doubt it. You know Ace flirts with everyone and Marco probably saw you as nothing more than what you were, his employee. “Besides, what makes you so sure?”
“The evidence is all right here.” Izou pulls out his phone and starts scrolling before holding the screen up to you. “Like this for instance.” You look and see a picture of you leading a meeting from a few months back. “I mean look at the way they're both smiling at you.”
“They were just really proud of me.” You remember being so frazzled about presenting, the only thing that kept you composed and going was Ace’s occasional funny face to help ease your nerves and the calm reassuring smile that never left Marco. “That’s not enough to prove anything.”
“How cute, you think I’m done.” He brings the phone much closer to your face, showing the not so safe for work photos taken from the night of the Christmas party. Your face heats up more and more with every swipe of the man's hand. “This one is my favorite pieces of evidence.” The picture showed Ace standing behind you with his hands gripping your hips, and then there was Marco Claus who had one of his red, muscular legs slotted in between yours. “Oh but they're totally not into you.” He rolls his eyes while putting his phone back into his vest pocket.
“The three of us were drunk.” Despite that fact, you thankfully remember most of that moment. Things were getting a little heated, then Ace ended up passing out, ultimately ruining the hot moment. “Besides Marco is super professional so I doubt he would ever have relations with an employee and I wouldn’t put it past Ace to flirt up a mop bucket, so needless to say I am not special.”
“You never know about Marco~.” Thatch adds. “And as for that “flirt”, he must think you're special considering he’s been eyeing you this entire time.”
“Really?” You look back to his office and see the man was right. Ace knew you had caught him staring, but instead of turning away embarrassed like you would have, the cocky boy brought a hand up to his lips to blow you a kiss.
“Told you.” Both Izou and Thatch say in unison.
“Okay fine!” You turn away with a blush creeping onto your cheek. “I believe you.” Thatch was about to say something, but the phone on your desk began to ring. “Hold that thought.” You pick up the phone, not paying any attention to the caller ID. “Newgate & Sons enter-”
“You didn’t blow me a kiss back :( “ Ace cuts your greeting off with a whine. “I mean you could have at least caught it.. “ You slam the receiver down and bury your head in your hands
“I swear this place is going to be the death of me.”
“There is a way to save yourself..” Izou sing songs. “All you have to do is~”
“What? Walk up to Marco and Ace saying “I think you're both hot please rail me?”” You roll your eyes at your own sarcastic statement. “I doubt they’d immediately pull me into a supply closet like in the cheesy office rom-coms… Also why are you guys looking at me like that?”
“Y/N..” Thatch points his finger down towards your desk phone.
“Oh fuck.” You feel your heart stop seeing the phone didn’t land on the button that cuts the line off. Meaning.. Slowly you turn and much to your horror, you see Ace in his office still holding the phone up to his ear while sporting a devilish smirk that shows off the sharp points of his canines. “I want to die.” You press down on the phone cutting Ace off from the rest of the conversation.
“At Least one of them is on board.” Thatch chuckles before handing you the paperwork from his hand. “This ‘work’ talk has been very eye opening and all, but I need to get back to financials.”
“Agreed, human resources can’t run without its fearless leader.” Izou follows by handing you his stack of paperwork. “Best of luck to you my dear, and please spill any juicy deets later.”
“I will.” Your hand comes to rest over your racing heart. “If I don’t die of embarrassment first.”
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The rest of your morning you spent busying yourself with the reports Izou and Thatch gave you. Any other time you would dread having so much work on your plate, but right now you need the distraction. But it sadly wasn’t working at the moment. Mainly because you just watched Ace casually stroll into Marco’s office.
You try to remain calm but your eyes haven’t left the closed door. Part of you hopes they are just talking business, but it's Ace and he avoids those types of conversations like the plague. Please don’t tell him. Please don’t tell him.
You already know your freckled boss was completely unphased by your comment. If anything you boosted the man's ego. That only leaves the question, how is Marco going to react?
Although he is laid back and chill most of the time, he is still the CEO of Newgate & Sons, meaning he holds a lot of power and you know he isn’t afraid to remind anyone of the fact. Thankfully you haven’t been on the receiving end of his wrath, but thanks to being so close to his office, you have heard it and it’s not pretty. But today your luck may have finally run out. You think of all the possible scenarios but the one with the best outcome involves getting scolded and seeing him extremely disappointed in you, something you absolutely hated the thought of. And then there is the worst outcome, he slams a cardboard box on your desk and straight up fires you over the inappropriate comment.
You're pulled from your thoughts as the handle on the office door rattles. Ace walks out as you focus on your blank computer screen while pretending to be unbothered, when you were practically at the edge of your seat.
“Y/N.” Your body freezes up hearing Marco calling out for you. “Come here.” From the sternness in his voice you could tell the conversation was about to be a pleasant one.
“Yes sir.” You stand up on your wobbly legs and do the walk of shame towards his office. On the way you pass Ace, who surprisingly enough didn’t say a word, but you saw the look in his eyes. He definitely told Marco.
Walking into the office you close the door behind you with a click. “Did you need something?” You try your best to look and sound composed in hopes of throwing the man off.
“Would I bring you in here If I didn’t?” His snarky comment causes you to fidget in place. “Come in.” With a finger he motions you further into the room as he leans back into his leather office chair. “You look nervous Y/N, are you okay?” You fight back the urge to scream knowing he’s already seen through your facade.
“Yeah, I’m super.” Super screwed. “What can I do for you?”
“First I want you to tell me what’s on your mind?” Why would I tell you when you already know? “You know you can talk to me about anything right?” You look into the lens of his glasses only to be met with your squirming reflection. “Talk to me, yoi.”
“Oh, it’s nothing.” You crack a sheepish smile while trying to balance yourself. “I promise.”
“Okay.” The sternness in his voice disappears as the lazy smile you love and adore finds its way to his face. “I was just making sure.” He lifts the whale shaped paper weight off of his desk before gathering the papers underneath it in his hand. “I just need a small favor from you.” The chair squeaks as he reaches the packet out to you. “Will you fax these for me?”
“Oh?” You thank whatever higher being above and take the papers out of his hands. “Yes sir, I’ll get them sent over right away.” A wave of relief washes over you realizing Ace must’ve done what he did just to toy with you. “If you need anything else let me know.”
“Actually...” You stop a few feet away from the door and look at Marco over your shoulder. “I do need to tell you one more thing.” There was a false innocence painting his face as the words “I know.” left his mouth
A nervous laugh leaves your lips, you know what?!. “Well look at the time, I better get going, these papers won’t fax theirself, bye!” Before he could get out another word you leave the office with a pinch of dignity as you make your escape to the safety of the fax room.
“What’s got you in such a hurry?” You stop in your tracks seeing a certain traitor perched on your desk while munching on a bag of chips that suspiciously looked like the ones you had hidden away in a drawer.
“You..” Your eyes narrow in on Ace's smirking face. “YOU.” The angry sound of your heels clacking against the tiles below fill the cubicle as you stomp your way in front of the male. “You told him, didn’t you?”
“Told him what?” He may be playing stupid, but the malice in eyes tells you he knows exactly what you’re talking about.“I have no idea what you're talking about.” BS
“Please don’t make me say it.” You slap the papers in your hand over your face to hide the growing embarrassment. “Just answer the question.”
“Nope~” Ace steals the papers from your hands and brings them above his head where you couldn’t reach them. “Answer mine first.” If you weren't so mad you would be fangirling about the fact a little patch of his dark bunny trail and v-line were on display.
“Fine, did you tell him about me wanting to get railed by you both or not?” You slam a hand over your mouth hearing that your quiet whisper was more like a low-range yell. Luckily no one seemed to notice your little outburst. “Ace?”
“Well, that’s for me to know.” The fact he was teasing told you the answer was already yes. “And for you to find out~” What does that mean? He winks as if he read your mind before giving you back the stack of papers. “I’ll see you at the meeting.” He crumbles up the empty chip bag and throws it away in your trash. “And thank you for the snack~”
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Ten o'clock seemed to roll around way too fast, but then again you have been dissociating at your desk for the past hour. But it was time to snap out of it and make your way to the meeting hall. The faint clicking of your heels echoes in the hall as you head towards the west conference room. Despite only having to take the notes for the meeting, you were still very on edge thanks to the interactions between Marco and Ace earlier. A sigh leaves your lips as you stare at your reflection in the glass windows. Great, I even look like a nervous wreck. You adjust your blouse and smooth over your skirt before forcing yourself to press forward.
The once quiet hallway was now being filled with the sounds of muffled chatting. The palm of your hand digs into the metal spiral of your notebook in an attempt to ground yourself. Your eyes that have stayed glued to the floor now come face to face with the golden plate on the door reading West Conference Room. Let’s do this.
“Y/N!” It hadn't been a second since you walked through the door and Ace was already calling out for you in his typical cheery voice. “Over here.” He points down to the empty chair on his right. “Seems like the rumor about Linlin corp having a big team was true.” Ace motions to the guests who have taken up the majority of the table .“So I saved you a spot.”
“Thank you.” You let your tone remain neutral as you lay your notebook and pen down. “I appreciate it.”
“You're welcome.” Ace smirks while playfully knocking his chair into yours. “I couldn't let my favorite girl sit next to one of Big Mom’s weird kids.”
“How funny.” You find a little confidence and reply with a smirk of your own. “You say that like you're not the only weirdo in here.”
“Oh is that so?” He looks down at you with a raised brow. “Sweetheart, last time I checked you wanted this weirdo to rail yo-” Before he could finish his sentence, you brought your hand down to his side, pinching the skin in between your fingers. “What was that for?” You pull away and watch as he rubs the irritated flesh through his red button up.
“You know exactly why you little shi-OW ” You bring your hands to the top of your head after feeling something heavy wack against it.
“Break it up you two.” At the same time, you and Ace follow the stern voice up to see Marco towering over you with some rolled up papers in his hand. “I guess I’ll have to sit here to make sure you don’t cause me any problems.” You watch as the older man slots himself in the chair to your right.
In this very moment, part of you wishes you were sitting next to the quote “Weird kids/employees of Big Mom.”, because the other part of you is currently struggling to keep your breaths even due the intensity of sitting right in between the two men who now knew about your dirty little fantasy.
“Good morning everyone.” The room's attention turned to the front where a tall man wearing a candy striped suit stood next to the projector screen. “My name is Perospero, I’m the eldest son of Charlotte and the COO of Linlin corp.” He surveys the room before narrowing his sights on the man sitting to your right. “I take your the man in charge?” Your eyes widen a little in surprise at the man's observation skills, but then again Marco has a naturally dominant “head honcho” aura surrounding him.
“Was it that obvious?” Marco's cheeky comment earns a few laughs throughout the room. “It’s nice to meet you, I’m Marco, CEO of Newgate & Sons.” Your eyes glance up to the attractive smile adorning your boss's face. “The floor is yours.” The bright fluorescent lights in the room dim, no longer casting a glare on the blonde's glasses, revealing that his eyes were looking right back into yours. “I’m very interested in what you have to show me.” That statement made your stomach flutter, but it’s not like that comment was meant for you.. right?
“But of course, perorin.” The man clicks a button on the small projector remote, causing the screen to illuminate. “As you know, Linlin corp is interested in partnering up with Newgate and sons for future projects..” You open your notebook and flip through until you find a blank page. “I will be going over recent numbers and some of our past success stories.” The pen in your hand dances around as you scribble down keywords and anything else you’ve deemed important. “But let’s start by looking back at our most recent quarter.”
You were in the zone and about half way down the first page of notes when something warm brushed up against your right thigh. At first you didn’t think much of it and continued taking the notes, but then your leg received a rough squeeze, earning your full attention.
“Marco?” You whisper low enough for no one to hear while looking up at him. Judging from the way his eyes are still focusing on the screen, he was completely ignoring you. “What are you-mmh.” Your knees buckle from the sensation of his hand now caressing up and down your skirt covered thigh. “Sir..” Out of desperation you reach out and tug at his black suit jacket in hopes of gaining his attention.
“Sir~” Marco mocks back with a low whisper. “Be quiet and stay still for me.” You swallow the lump in your throat as his hand slips under your skirt and starts creeping up your bare thigh. “There's something I want to test out.” Is this real? You feel his fingers ghost over the waistband of your lacy panties and you realize yes, it was very real. “So tell me?” Your heart starts to pound violently in your chest as the large hand you’ve always dreamed of touching you, slips under the fabric and makes its way to your soaked entrance. A satisfied hum rumbles in his chest feeling just how wet you already are. The tips of his fingers slightly dip into your velvety walls before he slips them in knuckle deep. “Are you my good girl?” Your flutter around the thick fingers in response to hearing his low voice say the pet name you secretly loved. “So Ace was right?” You were too blissed at the moment to care about Ace selling you out.
“Sir please.” Not even you knew if you said that as a beg for more, or as a plea to stop his actions.
“Aren’t you supposed to be taking notes, yoi?” You panic realizing you haven’t written a single word down in the past five minutes. With the skin of your lips still held tightly in between your teeth, you nod and pick up the ink pen. “Then you better get to work, yeah?”
“As you can see in our past years' stock charts...” You turn your full attention back to the notebook and try to form coherent sentences with your pen, while Marco, the man who prides himself on professionalism, starts to finger you in the middle of the presentation. “Linlin corp showed increasing trends that correspond with..”
Despite your eyes focusing on the screen, despite hearing the words coming from the Perso’s guys mouth, your pen didn't move a inch. It was beyond frustrating, there has never been a day in your entire career where you didn’t prioritize your work over everything else. But right now your moto of “business over pleasure” was thrown out the window as you spread your legs wider in the chair, giving your boss more room to fuck his fingers in and out of you.
“As you can see in exhibit A, alongside our sales, our revenue has nearly doubled over the past two years.” You didn’t even get the chance to process what the man said thanks to feeling another hand slipping into your underwear. You look to your left and see Ace quietly snickering at your dazed out expression.
“You look spaced out Y/N.” He leans over, whispering the taunt in your ear as his fingers tease the hood of your clit. “Need help focusing?” You try to answer but end up having to hold back a scream as he slowly starts directly circling around the neglected button.
“A-ah.” You swear if it wasn’t for the humming of the projector and the occasional sound of a coffee mug hitting the table, everyone in this room would be able to hear the lewd sounds of your bosses playing with your sloppy pussy.
“I hope you're taking good notes over there, yoi.~” Marco fingers pick up the pace alongside Ace’s. “This is a very important meeting, I’d hate to have to punish you later.”
In response you turn to the back of your notebook and write down “If you want notes, STOP IT” in big bold letters. You first slide the note over to Marco who writes back a cute “No :)” and of course you get a “Also no :3” from Ace.
“Stop pretending like you aren’t enjoying this.” The freckled man calls you out with a harsh pinch to your clit. “I bet you're loving the attention.” Why lie to yourself? You were on cloud nine, but at the same time you needed to do your job.
“Speaking of attention, yoi.” Your eyes slam shut feeling a familiar tingling sensation as Marco’s fingers pound against your g-spot. “I wonder what would happen if someone were to notice?” His comment made you a little paranoid, but you couldn't bring yourself to look around the room. Instead your eyes stay glued on the shining Rolex caught on the band of your underwear. “What would they think seeing our cute little secretary gushing around her bosses fingers?”
“Oh god.” The way Ace’s finger circled around your puffy clit, the way Marco’s fingers rutted into you, the way their intoxicating voices whispered dirty nothings into your ear, it was all driving you closer to the edge of ecstasy. “Mhm.” You cover up the moan with a small cough and hope no one in the room notices the way your eyes are watering up with pleasure. “Mar..Ac.” Your knuckles tighten around the pen in your hand as you feel yourself on the verge of cumming. “I’m gonna.” You could feel yourself constricting around Marcos fingers. “Cu-“
“That finishes the Linlin corp’s portion of the meeting.” As the meeting's moderator spoke, the hand movements in between your legs stopped. “The associates from Newgate & Sons are welcome to take the floor.” You could feel tears threatening to spill at the loss of friction.
“Of course.” Marco answers as both his and Ace’s hand leave your panties before you could get your sweet release. “I’ll let Ace go first.”
“That would be me.” The younger man jumps up from his chair and makes his way to the front. “Hello everyone!” The childish glee in his voice changes the bland tone of the room. “I promise I won’t bore you as much as the last guy did!” Despite just being called boring, Perospero starts to laugh with the rest of the attendees, that’s just how good Ace is. He could win over just about anyone with one of his playful comments or charming smiles. “I’m Portgas D. Ace, Chief Marketing Officer for Newgate & Sons.”
You look around the room, trying to take your mind off the fact you're frustrated due to lack of release, but only end up feeling more of it conjuring in your chest. As Ace presented, the other women in the room were obviously checking him out. You know you have no right to be jealous, it's not like you were dating Ace by any means, but you can’t help but feel a little territorial watching as they lick their lips and bat their false lashes at your boss.
“Jealous much, yoi?” The over observant Marco was already hot on your trail. “I mean his hand was in your underwear not even two minutes ago?” True, that fact did make you feel a little better. “And If I’m not mistaken.” Once again a large hand found its way back in between your legs. “He was right.. here.” You jolt as two wet fingers tap on your swollen clit. “How about this? If you can hold back from cumming during his speech, I’ll reward you.”
“And if I do cum?” You love the idea of a reward, but you already knew the probability of you lasting much longer was slim to none.“What happens?”
“What fun would it be if I told you?” You melt into your seat as the pad of his finger starts to massage small circles into the nub. “Let’s just say if you do, I’ll make sure you regret it.” You could only assume it would be a harsh punishment of some form.
“Marco I.” As much as you want to be rewarded by the older man, the feeling of your overdue orgasm was ripe and ready for the taking. “I can’t..”
“You know I hate the word can’t.” His hot breath against your ear sent your head spinning. “What happened, I thought you were my good girl?” There it is, the stern, disapproval in his voice that has you turning into an inner babbling mess.
“No...” You shake your head from side to side and shut your eyes, desperately trying to focus on anything beside the fact you were a few small touches away from cumming. “I’ll be good.”
“Oh yeah?” His finger starts swirling around you even faster. “Then show me.”
The grip around your ink pen causes the plastic barrel to crack as you fight back the orgasm. But even with all your efforts, it was all in vain. A breathless apology leaves your lips as your thighs slam and shudder around his hand from the powerful orgasm.
“I thought you were going to be “good”?” He pulls away and you look down to see your slick coating his fingers. “How disappointing.” He wipes his fingers off on the flesh of your plush thigh before turning his attention back to the presentation.
“I appreciate you all for listening to my portion.” People in the room start clapping as Ace wraps up his speech. “I’ll let the big man himself take over.” You mentally punch yourself seeing that if you could have held off for one more minute, Marco would have rewarded you. But now..
“Right.” The blonde man glares at you before standing up and making his way to the front. “Good morning everyone!” Although he may be upset, you can’t help but smile at him with adoration flooding your eyes. He was just so cool, confident, so him. “I promise I won’t confuse you like the last guy did.”
“A little birdy told me something interesting~” Ace's unusual dark tone pulls your attention away from Marco. “Do you know how much trouble you’re in?” Like his tone, his eyes seem to be getting darker and darker by the second. “Even so, I just got to know.” Ace accidentally drops his pen on the floor next to you. Your eyes follow him as he kneels on the carpeted floor. “What you taste like.” He licks his lips and slots himself in between your legs.
You mouth “Stop” while his hands bunch your skirt up around your hips. He shakes his head in response and pulls your wet panties to the side. His tongue lolls out of his lips to give your sensitive, post orgasm clit a kitten lick before slowly trailing down to your weeping entrance. The point of his tongue licks a stripe up and down before he pulls back to show you how your juices were collected on the pink muscle. His tongue rolls back into his mouth as he swallows your cum without breaking eye contact. “Tasty” he mouthed as he buried tongue into your gummy walls.
“I believe if we come together as a team focused on the right things –such as safe and reliable operations, managing cost and capital, and forming disciplined, step by step strategies.” You pick up on the way the word disciplined rolled off Marco's lips, he was obviously aware of what Ace was doing to you and he didn’t like it one bit. “I am fully optimistic a partnership between Newgate & Sons and the Linlin corp would be successful.”
Ace doesn't seem to notice or care about the warning as his tongue continues to explore every single inch of your wet heat. One specific flick of his tongue against a certain spot made you throb around his tongue. He took notice and began to focus on that one spot. Your hand flys down to his dark locks as you feel another wave of pleasure about to wash over you. So good~ Your toes curl against the suede bottom of your shoes as you grind yourself against his face, riding out your second orgasm.
“Thank you for meeting with us today, perorin~” The meeting is already over? “Before we finalize anything we would like to run this across Mama.”
“But of course take your time, yoi.” Marco took Perosperos hand and shook it. “And if you have any questions or want to discuss further, please reach out to my secretary Y/N.” The people around the room follow your bosses pointed finger straight to you.
“Hi.” Your voice is calm and collected as if the heart throb of a man known as Ace isn’t cleaning up the mess he made of your pussy. “My number is on the bottom of both Marco’s and Ace’s business cards, please feel free to reach out to me.”
“What a sweet girl, perorin~” Thankfully everyone turns their attention back to the two men at the podium. “I believe this does conclude our meeting, I look forward to our future.”
“Found it!” Ace pulls back while clicking his pen and licking the slick off his lips. “Thanks for the treat.” He stands up and runs a hand through the hair you held onto for dear life moments ago.
“Ace, yoi.” Marco walks up to you both sporting an irritated scowl. “That wasn’t part of the plan!”
“Sorry.” The younger man shrugs his shoulders, not really caring about the fact he went “off the course” that was unknown to you. “I just couldn’t help myself.”
“Whatever.” The blonde rolls his eyes and looks down at the Rolex adorning his left wrist. “I’ve got a meeting at fifteen so I have to go, but.” The way the older man is looking down on you makes you shrink in place. “Let’s see those notes you took.” You were hoping he wouldn't ask for them until later, but luck is not on your side today. “My office, lunch time.” His large hands came down to fix your lopsided skirt. “We have a lot to discuss.”
“Yes sir.”
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The dissociation you experienced earlier this morning was nothing compared to the feeling of being galaxies away from your current spot at your desk. Your eyes glance to the lower right corner of your computer screen reading the current time of 11:55 AM. Great, you have five minutes to come to terms with the fact Marco is most likely about to punish you. The cellphone on your desk buzzes, flashing the alarm labeled Lunch.
The walk towards Marco’s office felt like a mile long despite it being only a couple feet away. Answerless questions swirl around your head as the wooden door looms over you. Your knuckles don’t even get the chance to ghost over the door's surface before a deep voice beckons you to “Come in.” You grab the silver handle and turn it as the faint smell of Marco’s cologne rushes in your face alongside the cool office air.
“You needed to see me?” You walk into the room and see the blonde leaning against his desk while holding your notebook in his hands.
“More like we.” The door behind you clicks shut, causing you to turn around. Your eyes widen seeing Ace’s back flush to the now closed door. “Hi there~” A metallic sound reverberates in the office as his fingers turn the doors lock in place.
You're unsure what to do or say as your body freezes in place, as if you were a mouse cornered by two cats. Two very feral cats who looked more than ready to devour you.
“So I looked over your notes, yoi.” Your attention turns back to the man leaning against the desk. “This is the sloppiest I’ve seen your work Y/N and on top of that you disobeyed me earlier.” He shakes his head, clearly displeased by the quality of your notes. “I have to say.” He walks up to you and places two fingers under your chin. “I’m very disappointed in you.”
“You say that like it’s not your fault.” You don’t know where the sudden confidence came from, but you already regret acting on it.
“Is that so?” The two fingers under your chin turn into a hand that firmly wraps around your neck. “I may have forgiven you if you would have given me a simple apology.” His grip tightens to the brink of cutting your air supply off. “But since you wanted to do something as shameful as blaming me for your mistakes?” The blood in your veins runs cold feeling the sheer power he held over you. “Looks like I need to put you in your place.” You take a deep breath as his hand releases its hold.
“I..I’m sorry.” You feel tears roll down your face knowing you just made a huge mistake.
“Saying you’re sorry is one thing.” Ace walks up from behind you and gives your ass a harsh smack, causing you to yelp from the pain. “But I think we’d much rather have you show us just how sorry you are~”
“Please.” You wipe the tears away from your eyes. “I’ll do anything…” And right now you would do anything if it meant they wouldn't be mad at you anymore.
“So eager to please, yoi.” Marco goes back to the leaning posting on his desk. “I don’t want to hear another word leave your mouth, got it?” You nod.
“As for me.” Ace joins the older man on the desk. “I think we deserve a little show.”
You knew exactly what he meant by show and you were more than ready to perform. Your feet meet the cold marble floor as you kick your heels to the side. Then unsteady hands come down to the metal zipper on the side of your pencil skirt, bringing it down until the skirt pools around your ankles.
“I wonder where she got that from?” Marco motions to the huge wet spot on your panties caused by a mix of their earlier actions and the current excitement rushing between your legs.
“Who knows.” Ace props his chin the palm of his hand as if he were bored with the whole ordeal. “I mean whores do get wet over the littlest things after all~” You knew you loved praise, but something about the degrading title leaving his mouth added fuel to the fire burning in your abdomen.
“True.” The older man agrees with a curt nod. “Did we tell you to stop Y/N?”
You shake your head and continue where you left off. Nimble fingers grab the smooth, first button of your blouse. You feel the temperature in your cheeks rise more and more as you undo each button until the fabric cascades down your arms and straight into the floor with the rest of your clothes.
“I agree Y/N, that shirt didn’t leave much room for imagination.. But this?” Ace looks you up and down, gawking at the fact the lacy soaked underwear you wore matched the sheer bra barely covering your breasts. “Naughty girl, I’m starting to think you planned this out.”
“No it’s not like that.” You wish you could cover yourself up from their prying eyes. “I didn’t...” It was wash week and this was truly the only set you had.
“What did I tell you about talking to Y/N?” Marco looks at you and it feels like you could melt into the floor. “Since you just can’t seem to listen.” You watch as he digs around his pockets before approaching you with an embroidered handkerchief. “Open up.” You try your best to part your lips for him, but we weren't quick enough for him. “Let me rephrase that.” His hand grabs the side of your jaws, forcing your lips apart. “Open or I’ll fucking make you.” You squirm around in his hold as he stuffs the cloth in your mouth. “Now finish.”
Your mouth waters around the gag as you bring your hands to the metal clasp behind your back. The men watch every movement, every shudder of your skin as you bring the straps down your arm, exposing your hardening nipples to the cool office air. Lastly, your fingers curl around the band of your panties before rolling them down the shaking limbs holding you up. Now, every single inch of your body is exposed to the two fully clothed businessmen. It was down right humiliating, but at the same time it sent excitement coursing through your veins.
“Lay on the desk.” Both men move away from the desk as you follow the blonde’s husky command. You feel goosebumps form on your skin as your ass meets the cold edge of the desk. Papers fall into the floor and pens roll off the desk as you scooch into the middle.
“Open those pretty legs of yours, nice and wide for us.” The voice of your freckled boss fills your ears as your feet dig into the corners of the desk. You slowly bring your knees apart, showing them the perfect view of your pulsating cunt and the glistening excitement pouring from it.
“Would you look at that?” Marco comes to the end of the desk where your head is. “My sweet little secretary is a slut after all.” You see your disheveled reflection in the lens of his glasses and you’d have to agree. You were a slut. Their slut.
“Oh Marco~” Hands trail up and down your inner thighs as you look down to see Ace standing in between them. “Since this is technically a punishment.” He brought his fingers up to the bright orange fabric of his neck tie. “Shouldn't we “tie” her up?” He threw the balled up fabric to the older man who got to work immediately binding your wrists together.
“I think I’ll put mine to use as well.” The sound of silk coming undone fills your ears as the blonde towering above you takes off his black tie. “I would put it around your eyes, but I want you to watch everything we're going to do to you.” He brings the fabric to your neck and wraps it around like a leash. “There we go.” He gives the fabric a tug as you hear a zipper come undone. “Now, let’s get you a better view of what is about to happen.” Marco pulls the tie up , forcing you to look at the scene unfolding between your legs. “I mean, It’s not everyday you get fucked by one of your bosses, right?”
“I hope you're ready for this.” Aces lust shot eyes gaze into your watery ones. “Because I am going to fuck your little brains out.” You look down and see the pretty pink tip of his cock rubbing up and down your dripping pussy. It was everything you had hoped and dreamed it would be. It was long, no doubt a good ten inches, with a girth that you knew would stretch you out like no other.
“I wonder how many times you sat at that desk of yours, dreaming something like this would happen.” Marco teases while nipping at the shell of your ear. “I bet you're more than ready, aren’t you?”
“And if you're not.” Your hands pull down on their restraints as you feel Ace line himself up. “That’s just too bad.” The fabric in your mouth swallows the scream leaving your throat as his cock bottoms out in a single thrust. “Fuck she’s tight.” Ace’s hands come down to grip your hips as he manages to press even more of himself into you.
“I bet you feel nice and full, don’t you?” Marco’s large hand ghosts over the bump on your tummy where you were being split open by Ace. It hurt, but at the same time you craved more. No, you needed more. “I think she’s ready, go ahead Ace.”
“Mh-m~” The wet sounds of your pussy and your filtered moans fill the office as Ace sets a rough pace. With every harsh snap of his hips, the head of his cock would hit your cervix in a way that sent sparks of pain- laced pleasure all the way to your toes. The feeling was something you couldn’t get enough of.
“You like that?” The older man tugs at the tie around your neck, forcing you to look up at him. The orbs behind his glasses swirled with the same dark passion as the man rutting into you. “You like how rough Ace is fucking you?” You answer by moaning into the gag.
“Yeah?” Ace brings his sweaty forehead up against yours. “Yeah?” You feel his hands come down to the plush skin of your thighs. “You like that?” He then pushes them against your chest, folding you into a mating press. “Fuck-” With the new postion, he shows no mercy while pounding you even harder into the desk. “You like it when I go deep like that?“ You nod your head against his as you feel the tension in your abdomen beg for release.
“Look at you.” Marco yanks the tie back so your eyes meet once more. “A crying, drooling, sloppy girl who can’t even hold her own head up, how pathetic.”
“Maybe we should replace her~” Ace smirks while taking the tie from Marco’s hand to tug you towards him. “It’s not like the little whore is special, I even bet we could find a much better one.” Replace me? Not special? Your mind goes blank hearing the cruel words come from your boss.
“You're right, maybe we should.” Marco agrees with the harsh statement while your mind falls further and further into a dark place. “I’m getting a little bored of her anyways.” Hearing that the sweet, kind loving Marco was tired of you, was the last straw. You shake your head as pleas of I don’t want to be replaced, drown in the gag. You loved your job and you were good at it, and it was all for them. The thought of never getting another pastry from Marco and never hearing another flirty comment from Ace made a pain blossom in your chest.
“Hearing that from you must have really struck a nerve.” The younger man patronizes you while picking his brutal pace. “She looks oh so sad~”
“Ace, wait.” Marco scans your face and realizes right away things have gone too far. “Ace stop.”
“Why?” Ace halts with his dick still pressed up against your cervix. “What’s wrong?”
“Hey Y/N look at me.” The blonde pulls the gag out of your mouth as you start to sob.
“I’m sorry.” Hot tears roll down your face as you meet Marco’s concerned gaze. “Sir I’ll do better, I promise!” Despite enjoying almost every second, nothing could have prepared you for this. You look up at Ace with a wobbly smile trying to form on your lips. “So please don’t replace me… I’ll be good.”
“Y/N..” Ace's deep brown eyes soften as he bends down to the crook of your neck. “I didn’t mean a word of that sweetheart.” The soft whisper was just enough to save you from going off the deep end. “I’m so sorry.” The darkness clouding your mind was clearing up as relish in the feeling of shaggy hair tickling the juncture of your neck.
“Hey Y/N.” You feel the silk binds around your wrists come undone. “Talk to me.”
“Are you?”
“No, I’m not bored of you, not even in the slightest.” He peppers kisses all over your tear soaked cheeks. “Nor will I ever be, yoi.” Relief washes over you knowing that both men's words were meaningless.
“We pushed our sweet girl too far, didn’t we?” Ace pulls away to wipe the remainder of your tears away
“You did.” You feel relief wash over you thanks to their reassuring touches and knowing the fact that their words harbored no real meaning. “But I’m okay now.”
“Do you want to continue?” The blonde brushes your sweaty strands of hair away from your face. “It’s okay if you can’t or don’t want to.”
“I can keep going.” You didn't even think twice as you looked down where Ace’s and your body’s met. “I really want to.” You grind down on him, earning a sultry moan from the man.
“That’s my girl.” Ace smashes his lips against yours and picks right back up where he left off. “My Good. Fucking. Girl.” With each word, his dick slammed right into the spot that had you seeing stars.
“And do you know what good girls get Y/N?” Marco presses kisses into the side of your neck as his fingers trails down your body to play with your neglected clit. “They get rewarded.” His fingers start circling to match Ace’s fast pace.
“Ah~!” Your back arches against the oak as the blondes wet tongue moves down to the valley of your breasts. His teeth nip at your areola before he takes your nipple into his warm mouth. “Oh fuc~.” Between Ace’s rough pounding , Marco’s mouth and hands working your most sensitive areas, it was all becoming too much in the best way possible. “Please.” Your head slams against the wooden desk as you feel the coil in your belly tighten. “Please can I cum?”
“Of course you can.” Marco's permission was enough to drive you over the edge. “Cum for us.” Your hands paw at the loose papers on the desk as you cum around Ace’s cock.
“Atta girl.” Ace rides you through your orgasm while chasing his own high. “Fuck.” His heavy balls press up against your bottom as he releases his warm cum deep within you. “That was so good. You were so good.” After a few minutes you feel him slowly pull out while your mind blissfully floats in the clouds from the strong orgasm you experienced.
“Hey pretty girl.” Marco gently caresses your cheeks, bringing you back down to earth. “Are you okay?”
“Mhmm.” You hum with a dopey smile plastering your post orgasm face. “It felt so good.” You think back to what happened and realize the blonde hasn’t gotten any action and the erection painfully pressed up against his black dress pants was enough to prove he needed some.“What about you?”
“I’ll be fine, yoi..” He lovingly bumps his nose against yours. “I think you're a little too spent to handle me.”
“No I’m not.” You reach out and brush your hand against the strained fabric, causing the older man to hiss. “I can take it and I want it.”
“Fuck-” He moans out a curse as a feral look forms on his face. “Little girl do you have any idea what you're asking for?”
“I don’t.” You may regret your decision later, but right now…. “So why don’t you show me, sir?” You spread your legs, showing him how badly you wanted to find out.
“You asked for it.” The older man grabs your thighs and pulls you down until your ass meets the edge of the desk. Your eyes watch as he slowly undoes his belt and unzips his pants. “So..” He smacks his tip against your clit with a malicious smirk on his face. “Are you still sure you can handle this?”
“Yes, I can.” You look down at the thick, impressive twelve inches belonging to the man and feel thankful that you have a desk job. Walking is overrated anyways.
“Yeah?” He lubes himself with a mix of yours and Ace cum before slowly pressing into your abused hole. “Well see about that.”
“Oh God.” A breathless moan leaves your lips as the blonde slowly stretches you out inch by inch. “Marco~”
“What a pretty face.” He looks down at your blissed out expression while finally bottoming out. “Does it really feel that good~” The phrase.“With age comes experience.” makes sense now. Unlike Ace's unpredictability rough, sloppy thrusts, Marcos were slow, sensual and precise
Sure when Ace was fucking your brains out earlier felt really fucking good, but the way Marco’s hips are steady rolling right into your g-spot over and over again had you feeling a pleasure that was on a much different caliber. The blonde was making it obvious that he was going to take his sweet-sweet time, making sure you felt every single movement while he drove you to the edge.
“Marc-o.” The sensation of being slowly built up had water pooling in your eyes. “S’ good.”
“Yeah?” He bends down to place a gentle kiss on your slobber covered lips. “Look at you.” A large hand tilts your head down so you can see where his cock was breaking you apart. “Taking me so well.”
“Mhm.” You feel your gummy walls flutter around him as he gradually starts picking up the pace. “Gonna.” The phone next to your head starts ringing, causing you to flinch. Marco looks at you and puts a finger over his lips signaling you to stay quiet as he answers the phone.
“Newgate & Sons, Marco speaking.” His voice came out composed and pronounced, unlike the sloppy mess he was making in between your legs. “I apologize, my secretary has been a little busy today, yoi.” He smirks down at you before throwing one of your legs over his broad shoulders. “But once she gets freed up I’ll have her set up a meeting.” The new position gives the blonde a new angle that has him pressing up even harder on your g-spot. “Thank you for understanding, I look forward to it.” The moment the line cut off, he started to rut into you at an unforgiving pace that made the slow build up well worth it.
“Damn.” Ace leans back in the spare office chair while watching your guts getting completely regaraged by the older man. “I hope you don’t need to walk anytime soon.” Neither do I.
“Marco.” Your arms wrap around the broad muscles of his back while an unfamiliar pressure in your core builds up. “Feels’ different.”
“Let it out for me princess.” Marco presses his lips against yours as he rocks harder into you. “That’s it.” Your eyes and hips roll as the strong sensation takes control over your body. “That’s my good girl.” He praises as clear liquid splashes from you, soaking his blonde bunny trail. “M’ gonna fill you up.” His teeth grit together as he twitches against your cervix, shooting his cum inside of you to mix with Ace’s.
Soft praises are spoken against the shell of your ear while Marco pulls out of your overly sensitive and thoroughly abused hole. You feel the warm mixture of his and Ace cum roll down you and into the floor below as you come down from your high.
“I’m going to clean you up, is that okay?” You look down and see the blonde holding a pack of wet wipes. You were too weak for a verbal answer, so you nod and fall limp against the desk.
“Here.” Ace walks up and takes one of the towels. “Let me help.” He brought the cool cloth over your overheated face, wiping away the spit and tears, while Marco gently cleans the mess in between your legs. “You did such a good job.”
“She did.” The blonde hooks his arms under yours, helping you off of the desk and onto your two feet. “Ace, help her get dressed, I sadly have a boring zoom call I need to hop on.” Marco rolls his eyes while pulling his laptop out.
“On it.” One by one Ace picks up your article of clothes and helps you into them.
“Good afternoon team.” You hear a voice come through the laptop's speaker. “Let’s get started.”
Now that you were fully clothed, you were unsure what to do with yourself. Do they want me to leave? You begin to wonder if you could even make it halfway to the door before your legs would give out.
“Pss, come here.” Ace whispers while patting his lap. You smile and gladly accept his offer for cuddles. “How ya feelin?”
“Okay.” You bury your head into the crook of his neck, taking in the spicy, citrus notes of his cologne. “Just a little tired.”
“I’d say so.” A low chuckle fills your ear as two strong arms secure your body to his. “Luckily for you I don’t have to be anywhere for awhile, so it would be totally okay if you were to “accidentally” fall asleep on me~”
“Are you sure?” You pull away from the crook of his neck and watch him nod, confirming you get to take a snooze while in the comforting embrace of the Portgas D. Ace. “Yay~”
“Yes, yay~” His hand cups the back of your head, bringing it to his warm chest. “Now get some rest.” You give into the urge to close your eyes as you relax further into Ace’s hold. Between the steady beats of his heart and the soothing voice of Marco talking business, you fell into a much needed sleep. “Sweet dreams, pretty.”
~~~~Bonus
“Ace.” Marco closes his laptop as the meeting comes to an end. “Stop taking pictures or you’ll end up waking her.”
“I can’t help it.” He snaps one last picture of you fast asleep on his chest. “She’s just so cute.”
“She is, yoi.” The blonde walks up and takes his black suit jacket off, draping it around sleeping form. “But it’s a little unprofessional to take a nap on the clock.” He presses a kiss into the crown of your hair, finding it funny that even in your sleep, he still felt the need to tease you.
“So…” Ace looks up at the older man with a confused look. “What’s next?”
“What do you mean?” The older man raises his brow.
“I don’t know how you feel about the matter, but I see her as more than a “plaything” if you get what I’m saying.” Ace confesses while planting a kiss against your temple.
“I do and agreed, yoi.” Marco nods while sitting in the chair next to Ace’s. “I say once the sleepy head wakes up, we all leave work early and get something to eat.”
“You had me at food.”
“You had me at leaving work early.” You stir awake, only catching the last part of their conversation. “Food also sounds good.”
“You're awake?”
“Yeah.” You lean back from Ace’s chest and bring Marco’s jacket further around your body. “And we have a problem.”
“What?” The men say in unison, clearly worried about what you're going to say.
“I don’t think I can walk.”
“I can solve that problem, yoi.” Marco stands up from his chair and drops down to the floor. “Hop on.” You realize it was your only option, so you crawl out of Ace’s lap, wrapping your arms around Marco’s neck. He stands up to his full height as large hands hook under your legs. “I gave everyone an extended lunch, so the office should be empty, but if anyone sees us and questions, we’ll say you tripped.”
“Okay.” You snuggle yourself into his back. “By the way, your just as comfy as I’d thought you’d be~”
“You even thought about that, yoi?” You nod into his neck earning a laugh from the older man.
“I bet my back is wayy comfier.” You look down and see Ace pouting over your statement.
“Ace, remember what I taught you.” Marco looks down at the younger man with an evil glint in his eye. “It's okay to accept defeat.”
“What defeat?”
“Okay break it up.” You roll your eyes seeing them practically fighting over their Y/N piggy back comfort rating. “I love you both.” Oh fuck. “I’m talking about your back of course!!” I can’t believe I just said that. “Anyways we better get a move on…”
“Right.” Ace picks up your heels off the floor and follows you and Marco out the door. “Looks like the coast is clear.”
“Wait, can you grab my purse Ace?” He nods before walking over to your desk. “It's in the third drawer on the right.”
“Got it.” After fumbling around your desk, Ace walks back over with the purse slung over his shoulder. “So~” He gets into different poses, modeling your own purse for you. “What do you think?”
“Well I think the three of you have a lot of explaining to do.” You peek over Marco’s shoulder and see Izou standing by one of the copiers, giving you all a questioning look. “First, why are you carrying Y/N?”
“Oh.” You smile and remember the lie you formed before leaving the office. “I tripped.”
“On really now?” The darked haired man crosses his arms. “On what?”
“My foot.” Both Ace and Marco answer at the same time.
“Yeah silly me tripped over both of their feet..haha.”
“That’s quite obvious.” A blush forms on all three of your faces knowing Izou’s detective skills have already picked up on your less than professional get together. “Just so you know if you date amongst other co-workers you have to fill out a form, and that rule even applies to you Mr. Big Shot.” You can’t help but wonder why he brought that topic up. Although there is nothing more you’d love than to be in a relationship, you know they most likely didn’t feel the same way.
“I know, yoi.” Marco’s sixth sense picks up on your doom and gloom, so he jumps a little in place to send you further up his back. “Have three of them ready by tomorrow morning.” Relief washes over him feeling your smile form in the crook of his neck.
“Interesting… So you're finally going off the market Ace?”
“Yeah I am.” Hearing that from him almost sent everyone's jaw to the floor. “And don’t look so surprised, I mean I landed the baddest chick in here.”
“Baddest chick?” Marco cocks his head to the side.
“Don’t worry. It’s a compliment..” You join Marco by cocking your head to the side. “I think?”
“It is.” Ace smirks. “And times up Marco.” The ravenette turns around and kneels to the floor. “It’s my turn.”
“Fine.” For the sake of ending the debate, Marco lets you down so you can transfer to Ace’s back.
“Well that settles that.” The HR rep holds his hands up, signaling the ending of his thorough interrogation. “You are free to go.”
“About time.” Ace picks you up and high fives Izou’s held up hand before continuing right down the hallway to the elevators. “I’m starving… Hey Y/N where do you want to eat at?”
“Anywhere, as long as there's lots of food.”
“That’s my girl~”
“Thank you, yoi.” Marco gives the man a pat on the back.
“You’re welcome, but just for the record, I feel like my role in this was important and deserving of an extra week of paid vacation.”
“You have my stamp of approval.” The dark haired man's red tinted lips curl into a victorious smile hearing that he got his was. “I better go before they leave me behind.”
Izou watched the three of you walk away, taking a few pictures in the process of course. But he couldn’t help it, he just landed a extra week of vacation and his favorite ship finally sailed (Road a elevator down) into the blue ocean (The parking lot)
“Speaking of ships… Maybe I should use my extra week of vacation to go on a cruise~”
~End~
I know it was long, but I hope you enjoyed~
Also this is what I imagined their ties looking like
