DELETE MESSAGES IF TOO SPICY/FAR { You sat in the king of dressrosa's lap, in a tub, in the royal palace. And you kind of liked it. Doflamingo was your friend from when you two were young until he wanted to run off and leave you by yourself. You sighed and leaned back, your head in his chest. He Grinned and put hid chin on the top of your head, wrapping his arms around you. You squirmed for a moment but realized he isn't squishing you or anything; probably just height difference that scares you. He took his head off and brought his face into your neck before whispering }

" How's my little Queen of Dressrosa? "

{ Doflamingo teased, his usual grin creeping up onto his face. You weren't the Queen though. You two were even together. }