The chaotic meal finally concluded. At Law's strong insistence, Orochimaru was handed over to Doflamingo.
After all, he had discovered that wherever Orochimaru was, no plan could exist. He was truly having a difficult time.
Although Luffy was conflicted, as a partner, he occasionally had to listen to some advice.
The most important thing was that Orochimaru himself agreed.
Luffy pouted, his face clearly showing his reluctance.
Orochimaru looked at the sulking Luffy and, with no other choice, tried to coax him.
"Luffy, aren't you going to the Colosseum to compete tomorrow? And Law also needs to discuss with you how to deal with Doffy. It's not appropriate for me to be involved."
Luffy had no choice but to be dragged away by the group.
The Straw Hat Pirates realized that in this relationship, Orochimaru held the dominant position. It was impossible to force Orochimaru to suffer a loss, and he likely had his own plans.
As for Doflamingo, he didn't take Law's so-called plan seriously at all.
With Law's meager abilities, how could he expect Doffy to be wary? Was he worthy?
The mere thought of the impending alone time with Orochimaru made Doflamingo's heart throb with uncontrollable excitement.
The troublesome fellows had finally left. He was already impatient to start their "world for two" and properly "enjoy" his interest.
He hugged Orochimaru like a precious treasure, happily seeing off the group.
After all, providing food was one thing, but they also wanted him to provide accommodation!
Dream on! Especially a certain someone who always ruined the atmosphere!
He didn't want to be forced to stop a certain activity late at night.
After seeing off the Straw Hat Pirates, Doflamingo eagerly embraced Orochimaru and strode towards the bedroom.
Stepping into the bedroom, he kicked the door shut with a muffled 'thud,' as if to seal off all the disturbances from the outside world.
The dim yellow light diffused through the room, illuminating his face, slightly flushed with excitement, and Orochimaru's expression, which was a little surprised yet held a hint of playfulness.
Doflamingo walked directly to the large, luxurious bed, gently placed Orochimaru down, and then leaned over to gaze at him, his eyes burning with a fervent flame.
"Finally, it's just us."
Orochimaru raised an eyebrow slightly, a barely perceptible curve forming at the corner of his mouth.
"Being so eager isn't like your usual style."
Doflamingo let out a low chuckle, the sound echoing in the quiet room, filled with an ambiguous atmosphere.
"Facing you, I can't pretend to be calm."
With that, he slowly extended his hand, his fingertips gently tracing Orochimaru's cheek, as if meticulously outlining a rare treasure.
Orochimaru did not shy away; instead, he slightly raised his chin, meeting Doflamingo's gaze. It was as if electricity was converging in their eyes, instantly igniting the ambiguous elements pervading the air.
Doflamingo's hand naturally slid down Orochimaru's cheek, tracing his delicate yet somewhat cool contour, from his forehead to his brow, from the corner of his eye to his lips.
His thumb began to caress gently, the slight friction gradually bringing a flush to Orochimaru's lips.
"I thought you were joking. I didn't expect you to be so heartless, actually bringing the Straw Hat along. Dressrosa holds a part of your effort; are you really willing to give it up?"
Doflamingo's voice was low and hoarse, his gaze fixed intently on the person before him.
His thumb continued to slowly caress the other's lips, as if searching for an answer in this slight touch.
Orochimaru extended his tongue and lightly licked the lips pressed by the thumb. The wetness of his tongue, combined with the vibrant red, shimmered, making him even more alluring.
"What else? I never joke. Do you think I would care about this small Dressrosa?
Doffy, are you perhaps too complacent now?
This place has long been targeted by the World Government and the Revolutionary Army. Even without me, Dressrosa doesn't have many good days left.
As far as I know, the Marine Admiral candidate 'Fujitora' is already in Dressrosa.
And I am also very curious to know what Dressrosa will become without you. Although your methods are a bit radical, it's undeniable, Doffy, you gave them stable happiness.
Although the current happiness of the citizens is built upon those disappeared toys, and it's somewhat false, most of the citizens are still happy, aren't they?
When the truth is revealed, they will resent, they will roar, they will place all the blame on you. They will feel that you manipulated their lives.
But what then, Doffy? I really want to know.
When we take away everything that belongs to you, and the country returns to its original state,
how will King Riku govern the country?
Isn't he a benevolent king? Will these citizens, accustomed to luxurious lives, truly be content to return to a poor life where they can only fill their stomachs by farming? Will they truly be happy?"
Orochimaru's eyes were cold, his words like knives, mercilessly dissecting the hidden worries and crises behind Dressrosa's seemingly prosperous facade.
How he had once wished to possess such happiness, even if it was a false peace, it was still peace.
"Doffy, you know I don't believe in human nature."
He slightly raised his chin, as if waiting for Doflamingo's response. The lips that Doflamingo's thumb had caressed now appeared even more vivid, forming a strange contrast with his cold expression.
Doflamingo listened to Orochimaru's words, remained silent for a moment, then a dangerous curve appeared at the corner of his mouth. He abruptly pulled Orochimaru closer, their bodies pressing tightly together.
Doflamingo's hand slowly slid from Orochimaru's lips to his neck, his long fingers gently coiling around the pale neck, applying slight pressure, as if declaring a possessive dominance.
Orochimaru's breath hitched slightly, but he was not to be outdone. His hand quietly reached for Doflamingo's back, gently tracing lines through his clothes, leaving faint, almost imperceptible marks.
Doflamingo let out a low hum, his gaze growing even more fervent. He lowered his head, gently nipping Orochimaru's earlobe with his teeth, his tongue lightly caressing, and mumbled indistinctly,
"Indeed, we are the same kind. I truly don't understand how the Straw Hat family managed to make you willingly act obedient. If only I had found you back then."
Orochimaru trembled slightly, his hands naturally intertwining in Doflamingo's hair, lifting his head. Their eyes met, filled with surging desire.
Orochimaru let out a soft hum, a trace of almost imperceptible tenderness flashing in his eyes.
"If you had encountered Garp instead of Trebol from the beginning, don't you think you would also have to be obedient?
Besides, their adventures always bring me a different kind of fun, a feeling... completely different from being with you."
As he spoke, his hand slowly slid down Doflamingo's chest and poked it.
Doflamingo whispered, his voice tinged with a sigh and intoxication.
"This look of yours is truly irresistible."
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