Doflamingo x Reader

Part 4

Doffy was pleasantly surprised at how rough you had been. It was usually the other way around. Though you were regal and domineeringly elegant as the Queen of Dressrosa, in the bedroom though, you had always been his submissive wife.

This opened up a handful or more so avenues for him...

"I didn't touch those other women, you know." Doflamingo confessed and still in the haze of post-coital bliss, your brows furrowed. "Why would I? They're not you."

"What do you mean?" You exhaled, eyes closing as your cheek was pressed onto his tone chest.

A deep chuckle resonated within him, as he teased you.

"You got angry for nothing."

"You're making me angry right now," you scoffed.

"If that's what it takes for that dominant side of yours to show...I think I'll do it often."

"Don't." You slapped his chest.

The doors to the chambers opened as a servant entered in haste, Doflamingo quickly covered your body. He doesn't want anyone else to be blessed with such a sight other than him. A blush crept up your cheeks as Doffy remained beneath you, not bothering to get decent or move.

"What?" Doffy  growled at the servant boy whose face was as red as the velvet drapes that hung by the windows, the boy's eyes at the tip of his boots.

You pitied him, the young lad. He was only doing his duty to report whatever it was he needed to report...but instead he walked in on the King tangled in the sheets with his wife.

"The Executives have asked me to call you, your grace."

"Tell them I'm busy."

"B-but it's urgent, Young Master."

Doflamingo threw him a glare and the poor servant boy, bowed his head and quickly vacated the room.

"That was unnecessary."

"What was?"

"How mean—you know what...never mind," you sighed, resting your cheek on his muscular torso as a deep mischievous chuckle resonated in his chest.

Oh god, what was it now?

"Did you enjoy wrapping your dainty fingers round my neck, Y/N? Hm?"

Blushing at what you had done in the heat of the moment out of slight...well not so slight anger...at how the palace had those women around, you refused to look up at your husband.

"Back scratching and slight choking...Fufufu....I didn't know you were into that—"

You covered his mouth with both your hands, your ears steaming at how lewd his thoughts were. You were never going to hear the end of it.

He laughed carelessly as he took your hands from his mouth, a grin now adorning his handsome face, his right cheek slightly red from being smacked by you.

You soft cupped his cheek where you had hit him.

"I'm sorry for that..."

"Sorry? That was exhilarating."

Why were you not surprised?

You rolled off of him and plucked up your dress, slipping on the sleeves. Doffy frowned.

"Where do you think you're going?"

"You need to go see Vergo and the others.He said it was urgent." You wrapped and tied the dress around your body.

The bed dipped as Doffy moved, situating himself behind you, lips against your neck.

"They can wait...I haven't claimed my Queen like I said I would."

"You can earn her by going to your council meetings."

"Or..." He swiftly pinned you onto the bed once more. "I could stay, and claim her."

"You really can't stand losing to me can't you?"

"The battle is not yet won my dear."

"Get rid of those women." You conditioned, caressing his cheek whilst holding him back from kissing you or initiating another round.

"They'll be gone before sunset." He grinned.

Narrowing your eyes slightly, you told him silently that he better keep his word or else...you had no idea why'd you even try to threaten him like that...but a satisfied Doffy means he'd be in the palm of your hands for the next couple of days (more than usual).

Getting the green light, Doffy went on to please himself and you once more but before he could even undo the string of your dress, the door swung open.

"What?!?!" You and Doffy snapped, eyes glaring at whoever it was at the door.

"Nyeh Doffy—"Trebol froze with Diamante behind him.
Several veins protruded from your husband's forehead at the interruption and with the slight movement of his fingers, slammed the door shut.

Diamanté's amused laughter could be heard behind the door and Trebol's whining as well but your irritation with that man was quickly forgotten when Doffy caressed and kissed your skin.

This wasn't the usual mid-morning routine you and Doffy had...but it was a pleasant change for the day.