Doflamingo x Reader

Part 20

But what enthralled you, was that the feared Donquixote Doflamingo was on his knees.

He seemed to be in the mood to shower you with more affection than usual and once he starts, he always made sure to finish.

Doflamingo found that pleasuring you was a way of showing his appreciation, the greatest honor any woman in this world would, and also where you and him both get what you wanted, that rush and release of sexual desire that he did his very best to reserve only for you.

Without a single word, his lips pressed onto your hot center, the mere action making your back arch. He only smirked at your reaction, a dangerous ambiance enveloping you, tell you that hasn't even started.

His finger swiped softly along your slit, your body jerking at the sensation, your chest rising and falling heavily. Your body has reacted to his touch so well, your aching wet core was a testament to that.

Finally, his tongue gave himself a little taste of what would be waiting for him later tonight. He felt your fingers grip the locks of his hair tighter and watched as you shakily let out a breath while he sucked and stroked your aching nub in slow tantalizing motions, your eyes shutting.

His tongue continued to lick and prod into your core, the sensation, a spark of electricity throughout your body as he tasted every drop of your sweet juices that spilled the more and more he feasted on you.

Doflamingo easily hoisted your thighs on his shoulders, the feathers of his coat tickling your skin, but this new position allowed his tongue to delve deeper into the depths of your warm sweet caverns. That indescribable, unsatiable sensation beginning to twist in your core as he had done so many nights before.

A shameful moan escaped you but you did your best to muffle them so as not to alert the others the unspeakable things Doffy was doing to you but that only pleased him further.

"Doffy..." you breathlessly called out, your soft whimpers of desperation only motivating him.

The strangled moan you let out and the way your thighs trembled when he slipped a long digit inside you, was a sight to behold. You threw your head back in a silent gasp.

Possessively, his hands gripped your thighs pulling you closer and securing you at your spot, his finger now pumping inside of you, his mouth never halting their ministrations at your sensitive clit. Your fingers clutching tighter at his hair and your legs wrapping around him, begging him to give you release, you back now flat against his desk.

He pulled away much to your disappointment, his fingers still pumping inside of you, a deep malicious chuckle reverberating in his chest as he watched your flushed expression struggle to silence your moans.

"Not so loud now, Y/N, someone might hear you." Doffy grinned, slipping another digit into your soaked core, curling and pumping relentlessly.

"Ah—" you almost let out loudly but you were quick to cover your mouth as your body quivered before him in blinding pleasure. Your walls tightened around his fingers that worked your core mercilessly. Your body was hot, sweat dripped down your neck and Doffy couldn't help but look at the necklace that decorated your neck, a gift that will remind you of how you were his.

The twisting coil in your core knotted even further closer to breaking. His fingers continued in their rough speed, his lips latching once more on your clit making you moan into your hand, your head spinning at the overwhelming sensation.

With one hand, Doffy undid his tie, bringing it close to your lips which urged you to bite into the fabric as doing so would muffle your cries of pleasure. He found those restrained moans of yours to be quite erotic...he had so many things in mind he'd like to experiment with you...and those thoughts only made his erection harden even more.

With one last flick of his tongue, you tensed before him, your back arching as the sweet rapture of orgasm tore throughout your body. Doflamingo chuckled before gladly lapping up every drop of your sweet juices as your eyes shut in complete bliss, your thighs trembling as the tingling sensation from between your thighs came and went.

"Good girl," Doffy purred, kissing your hipbone before getting up and reaching for a cloth to clean you up with, your eyes catching his hard member struggling against his trousers...maybe you still had time to help him with that.

As he was just about to capture your lips in a kiss, an incessant knocking at the door sounded throughout his office and you swore you heard him growl.

"Nyeh, nyeh, Doffy! It's time for dinner! Nyeh!" Trebol's whiney voice pierced through the door.

"I can't catch a break from him," you muttered under your breath, holding onto Doffy as you stood up, your knees still a little wobbly from what had transpired between you and him. "He despises me."

"No, he doesn't," Doffy chuckled, fixing your skirt, making you decent for dinner, your lace underwear discarded somewhere in his office. "What makes you say that? Trebol knows who and what you are to me."

"That man is always breathing down my neck. Questioning and thwarting my plans, my motives," you murmured, Doffy seeing the agitation in your eyes. "He distrusts me because I am a woman."

"Do you think I distrust you because you're a woman?"

"Well do you?" You challenged but you were only met with a grin telling you that should know better to turn the question against him.

"Out of all them, you are more deserving of my confidence...my trust. You've contributed to the best of your ability to contribute to my ambitions. You're not as weak as people think you are.They may underestimate you but those who have done so...have wound up dead."

"So?"

"I know better than to distrust you, my dear."