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Doflamingo kisses Crocodile flirtatiously– outrageously even. He loops his arms around him from behind and tugs his face around to meet him, pressing his tongue into his mouth and pulling him close.
Doffy always seems to kiss him by surprise when it's least convenient. He suspects it's at least partially intention.
He twists himself around to face the taller warlord and grabs him by the lapels of his open shirt forcing him against the wall, and forcing his tongue into his mouth in return.
He suspects aggression is exactly what Doffy likes provoking. He gets what he wants, as usual.