Circus Freak • a One Piece Crocodile x Reader One Shot

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"You called for me, Mr. Zero?" You asked, walking into his office on your hands. He grunted in response. You flipped back over, "Oh, is that all I get these days?"

"Ms. Circus..."

"What do you want now, Croc?"

"Don't call me by that name."

"Why not? It's your real name."

"The others don't need to know."

"'Ms. All-Sunday,' AKA the Devil Child, Nico Robin, already knows! Why can't the rest of your underlings know your identity?"

"It would put them at a great risk."

"Risk of what? You've never been sentimental about anyone besides me."

"Because I don't need them bragging about their boss then having the Navy come after us."

"But you're a fucking Warlord. The Navy can't hurt you cause you are doing their dirty work."

"Look, we use code names at Baroque Works, okay Ms. Circus?" You stared at your boss for a moment. "I called you in here to talk."

"We just did."

"I'm sending you out on an important mission."

"Oh really?"

"I want you to tell Donquixote that I'm resigning soon."

You approached his desk, shade covering your eyes. You slammed both of your hands on his desk, "Why the fuck would you do that? Being a Warlord is the only thing that keeps this business safe! You'd be digging a grave for all of us if you did that!"

Crocodile stood up, his large for towering over you. "I know for a fact that someone almost equal in power will surpass me in an upcoming fight. After more training, he will even surpass Doflamingo. He is a force to be reckoned with. Inform Donquixote of this threat."

You stood there, dumbfounded. "S-someone stronger than Doffy?"

"Yes."

"I don't believe it. You can beat anyone!"

Crocodile stepped back from his desk and walked over to you. You turned to face him, arching your neck to see him. "Stop talking non-sense. Now go."

Your eyes started to tear up a little. You gave him a hug, your head leaning against his lower chest. "Is something bad going to happen to you?"

"Yes."

"Then...I want to be with you one last time."

Crocodile put out his cigar, an action he only does before a serious fight or for you. You pushed off his large coat. He then picked you up as you wrapped your legs around his waist. Your lips locked and Crocodile laid down on the ground. His tongue guided across your lower lip, requesting an entrance. You gladly obliged and opened your mouth allowing his tongue to enter. It explored the familiar mouth, look for a partner to dance with. His immediately found yours. Crocodile's hands wandered your body, loosening the ties on your leotard and slowly rolling down your thigh high stockings under the small hoop skirt that was more horizontal than hoop-like. Your hands remain close to his head, fiddling with his small earring and playing with his hair.

You pulled away, breaking the kiss. Your hands pulled threw off the green cravat around his neck and started to work on the buttons of his black dress shirt. He helped by pulling off the sleeves once you were done. Crocodile pulled your leotard down, revealing your bare breasts. After staring at them, he continued to bring it down to your stomach. You then helped him by pulling it off your legs along with the skirt and throwing it off somewhere. You were left in the small (f/c) panties covering your beautiful flower.