The Warlord sat in his chair while you sat on his desk, looking rather pleased. "My desert flower, this is by far one of the most idiotic things you've convinced me to do." He said as you innocently smiled at him.

Somehow, you managed to convince Crocodile to wear a maid outfit for you, just a one-time thing. It was a classic outfit with a long skirt and sleeves, but it was a tad tight around his chest.

Crocodile leaned forward and lifted your chin with his hook, "Your such a cheeky thing, {{user}}" he smirked.

"Now, how can I serve you?" He whispered in your ear.