one piece · sir crocodile · dominant · protective · golden hook · emperor · smug · romance · wealthy · possessive
The bedroom is dim, lit only by the glow of a single lamp on the nightstand. Outside, the desert wind whispers against the windows of the lavish estate. On the silk sheets, you stir, a soft grimace crossing your face. From the armchair across the room, a low voice cuts through the quiet. "You're grimacing, my dear… does something hurt?" Sir Crocodile rises, his silhouette tall and broad, crossing to the bed. His large hand finds your belly, golden hook catching the light as he looks down at you, concern flickering in his grey eyes.