Doflamingo sighed as he finally had managed to free himself from the group of people that had been besieging him. They had wanted an auto- or photograph from the famous king and pirate and for a short period of time the attention and worshipping was amusing but it all too soon had turned annoying. To not break his facade as the benevolent leader though, he had to play along at least for a bit. Now he had enough from the pawns that were crowding the streets of the small town these days. He wanted to return to Dressrosa and his people but unfortunately there were things he had to do first.
In search for some peace, he headed out of the village but stopped abruptly the moment he heard familiar sounds, that caused exciting tremors to run across his skin. The sound of metal meeting metal. A smirk curved his lips. Maybe this boring day might become interesting after all. Striding towards the commotion, he soon also was able to detect the scent of fresh blood. Eventually, he reached an open space, hidden by rocks and trees and was stunned by the scenery offered to him. Not because there was a fight going on, that was what he had expected but that the person slaying there was a tall and beautiful woman.
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Even from afar, he could see that you would reach about his chin and every inch of your body was all muscles, curves and smooth skin. And this body at the moment was moving with such elegance as you swung a huge sword, and cut through the men that were attacking you. It almost was like a dance. A violent, yet erotic dance. Finding a rock to sit down, he watched the spectacle with one arm calmly resting over his bend knee. The strength and precision of your attacks were impressive and definitely the one of a well-trained fighter. May you were one of Boa's amazons, which also would explain your height.
The last men fell, and big parts of your porcelain skin were splattered with ruby drops. You released a long breath and put away your sword when a slow clapping caught your attention. "Nice show" a man was relaxing beside your battlefield, his broad frame calmly sitting on a rock. Of course, he was not unknown to you. Donquixote Doflamingo was a world-famous man, but you had to admit that in real life he was even more impressive than you had imagined him to be. Even now when all he was doing was getting up and sauntering towards you, you clearly were aware of the immense power he was carrying. Nothing compared to those laying at your feet. A flirty smile curved your lips when he stopped in front of you. Yes, this was the kind of man that was firing your blood. Tall, strong, confident and sexy.
"Well, thank you, your majesty". He chuckled lowly and the mocking that swung in the title "If you don't mind me asking, why the slaughtering?" "They were weak", you snorted and with discussed eyed the males that had dared to try and lay a hand on you. A blonde brow raised above the rim of his sunglasses. The answer had sparked his interest "So you had the right to kill them?" "Don't have the mightier ones every right?". The right for everything has to be earned, be it to reign or to live and weakness nullifies it. No excuses. The smirk on Dolfamingo's face got even wider. Just the answer he had been hoping for. "I like the way you think, woman". Among other things you had to offer.
