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Crocodile Hunter	By : XiggyMatsu Category: +M to R > One Piece Views: 2363 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter One: A Late Night, An Unwelcome Visitor

The underwater office had been quiet for hours as Sir Crocodile sat studying the documents laid out before him. The sun having gone down, the only light in the room radiated from the small lamp that was perched on the corner of his desk. He let out a long sigh and set down a particularly irritating report from Mr. 2, rubbing his temple.

"If it wasn't for his strength and Devil Fruit ability, that damn ballerina would have felt my right hand long ago," he thought darkly.

He leaned back in his chair and stared at the dark ceiling, wishing he could hurry up and commence his plan. Alabasta itself was a prize; a whole country of sand and plenty of naïve pawns for him to control. But if he could get the weapon… A smile slowly spread across his scarred face as he imagined himself claiming its power as his own.

Unbeknownst to Crocodile, he was being watched. His limited vision in the dimly lit room allowed for the intruder to go unnoticed as he observed the Shichibukai peruse his collection of reports. Having seen the Warlord finally relax, the intruder found his chance.

A smug smile on his face, Don Quixote Doflamingo raised his hands slightly in the darkness.

Crocodile felt the faintest tug as his body was seized. He tensed when he heard a light chuckle from the shadows.

"Doflamingo, you bastard! How did you get in?" he hissed.

The soft shuffling of feet issued from the darkness as the tall man came into view.

"Fufufu, so you remember me now? I thought you had forgotten me, Croco-man…" he accused playfully, a smirk playing on his lips.

Crocodile eyed the unwelcome visitor with distaste. The two warlords had indeed met previously, but he preferred not to think of those encounters.

"Who could forget an idiot like you? What do you want?" he demanded, trying uselessly to shift into sand.

Somehow the puppet master could negate his Logia abilities as well, much to Crocodile's displeasure.

"Aww, don't you remember? We had a date. The last time we met you promised we'd see each other again!" he whined sarcastically.

Though the last meeting between the two had ended with both of them quite satisfied with the end result, Crocodile did not recall making any plans for those events to repeat themselves.

"The only times I'm obligated to see you are when those old fools in the Government decide that they need to call a meeting, and even then it's by force." He tried once again to shift, but the smiling man had him pinned to his chair.

Doflamingo pouted mockingly and sat down on the desk, swinging his long legs around to where he was facing his prey. Crocodile looked up at the looming figure. Being fairly tall himself, he always found it unnerving when Doflamingo was so close, given that the man had a good two feet on him. The flamboyantly-pink feathered coat that hung over his shoulders only served to make the man appear larger. Crocodile could not help but notice that the younger Shichibukai had chosen a relatively low-cut shirt as usual, exposing his well-toned body just enough to make the older man feel slightly embarrassed for looking.

Though he wore sunglasses even in the night, Doflamingo did not miss that reaction. The flush had been brief, but his quick eyes had caught it and the futile attempt to hide it. He smirked and leaned in close to the other man, who attempted to scoot his chair back. He flicked a finger and Crocodile's face was brought forward almost to meet his.

The older man scowled, wanting nothing more than to drive his hook into the younger's side. Doflamingo grinned widely as he let his legs drop over the other side of the desk, scattering some of Crocodile's important documents.

"You damn bird, I need those-" his words were cut off as Doflamingo stole a kiss.

He growled in protest, but the invisible strings held him still. A familiar feeling of desire began to stir inside him, something that only seemed to happen when he met with this man. He hated feeling attracted to someone who got under his skin so much, and always felt like he was being manipulated in more ways than one whenever the puppeteer was around. He had always hesitated to respond to the younger man's advances, but lately he found the effort more trying than necessary. Much to his chagrin, Crocodile sometimes even contemplated pursuing the bastard himself.

His thoughts wavered as he thought of their last encounter. The sickening amount of joy he felt when the Warlord had sought him out after a meeting at Headquarters, the embarrassment of having the younger man "force" him to do things that can't be mentioned outside closed doors, the intense pleasure of that evening and the sinfully delicious smile Crocodile had received upon waking wrapped in the arms of that man the next morning.

And, apparently, Doflamingo had decided it was time for Round Two.

Crocodile didn't have the opportunity to respond before the kiss was over; the lips that had sent shivers down his spine during their last get-together had drawn back and were once again smirking down at him.

"I guess you forgot about me after all, Crocodile," he said somewhat sadly, despite the smile on his face.

Once again, Crocodile felt the familiar tug on his limbs as his actions became the will of the man in front of him. He found himself being forced to unbuckle his own belt; unzipping his pants the Shichibukai realized to his embarrassment that his recollections of the previous meeting had begun to arouse him.

Doflamingo seemed to take this as a good sign. Laughing under his breath, he made the other Warlord fondle himself. The soft gasp that issued from the older man was followed by a poorly suppressed groan as he was forced to withdraw his own member from its confines and stroke it at the younger's behest.

Heat began to creep onto Crocodile's face as he watched his own hand being guided along his shaft, the ghostly tug of Doflamingo's ability urging his rhythm faster.

"That's a good look for you, Croco-man," Doflamingo teased, getting a thrill from the sight of the older man struggling to hold in his pleasured reactions.

Another low moan escaped his lips as Crocodile felt the pressure in his loins begin to build. He wanted to come, certainly, but his pride made him try his hardest to hold out. The futility of his struggle was made apparent when Doflamingo decided to speed the situation along.

He had dipped his head low so quickly that Crocodile gave a surprised shout as he felt the long tongue caress his tip. That had been enough to break his concentration and send him over the edge; his shout becoming a rather loud moan as he released onto the younger man's face.

Grinning despite his mouth having been covered in semen, Doflamingo looked up at Crocodile pointedly and licked his lips clean. The older Warlord swallowed hard as he watched, he could already feel another erection coming on.

Crocodile was sure that his face was quite pink in the lamplight, which Doflamingo confirmed, "You look so cute." His voice was low as he brought his mouth up close to Crocodile's ear. "I could just eat you up…"

Crocodile shivered despite himself, making the other man chuckle softly into his hair as he trailed kisses down behind the older man's ear to his neck. He pulled at the scarf around Crocodile's neck as though he were unwrapping a gift, letting it fall to the floor as he continued to kiss down to the now visibly trembling man's collarbone.

"What's wrong, babe?" he said between kisses, "You cold?"

Crocodile no longer felt any need to come up with a snide remark for his fellow Warlord's mocking. He was merely enjoying the sensations that rocked through his body as Doflamingo's tongue now ghosted along his overly-sensitive skin.

Doflamingo seemed to think this was enough teasing, for he then chose to resume his puppeteering. Crocodile began to undress himself as the tendrils of the devil fruit user's power willed him. Doflamingo chose then to discard his trademark sunglasses, wanting to gaze unhindered on the body of the man he so dearly wished to be his lover.

Having been otherwise distracted, a now fully naked Crocodile was surprised when he looked up into Doflamingo's stunningly bright cerulean eyes. The desire that had been boiling in his gut now surged as he felt himself being lost in those pools, like he had in the last incident.

"You ought to leave the shades off." He remembered himself saying. "It's a shame that you hide your eyes like that, you'd be unstoppable if you used them more often."

Doflamingo had only laughed. "But then you might become immune to them, Croco-chan…"

Once again, Crocodile found himself fully immersed in those baby blues, and did not resist as Doflamingo kissed him. The kiss deepened, their tongues touching as the older man caved in. He didn't fight, he knew what he wanted. As the two finally broke apart for air, he had made up his mind.

"Now." He stated simply, giving Doflamingo a meaningful look.

"Fufufu… that's not how it works. You know better, Crocodile. Ask me nicely," he said in his most patronizing voice.

Crocodile decided that his pride would have to lose to his lust for now. "Doflamingo, I want- I want you to- fuck me…" he said softly, allowing his desire to show on his face. Then, for good measure, he threw in, "hard…"

Doflamingo, looking severely pleased with himself, began to undress.

"Yes, Sir…"

Originally posted on FF.net on 02/13/2012

Holy Crap! I just finished the first chapter of my first fanfiction! *feels accomplished*

The idea for this has been swimming around in my head for a while, and I had the first part of this written out in my phone (I have an older phone, so I had it saved as a text message in my Drafts, lol). The title was inspired by a Deviation of the same name that I found on DevArt.

I absolutely lo~ve this pairing, so don't worry. I will be writing more of this. Chapter Two will be full of lemony goodness.

Until then, please review! I'd like to know what y'all think of my first go at writing for the masses (or at least for Fujoshi like myself)
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