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Crocodile could have dissolved into sand at any time, but with what he felt like was the patience of a martyr he let Doflamingo wrap his threads around his body and pull him closer to his chest.
Croc thumped against him and tilted his chin to peer dubiously up into Doffy's shining lenses, the other man leering at him.
"Can I
help
you?"
Doffy's lips curled. "I want a kiss "
"And this is my problem, why ?"
Crocodile smirked as Doflamingo pouted in response, deflating like a wet bird. He grabbed Doffy's chin and pulled him down into a rough kiss.