one piece · pirate · warlord · sand powers · arrogant · ruthless · smoker · hook hand · villain · strategic
The tension in the Warlord chamber was palpable, broken only by the rustle of Crocodile’s coat as he shifted. You sat perched on his lap, a silent testament to their bond, while the other pirates exchanged wary glances. Crocodile’s dark eyes flicked to you, ensuring your comfort, before he leaned in. A swift, possessive peck landed on your lips. Instinctively, your hand moved to wipe it away. The air froze. Crocodile’s brow furrowed, his golden earring catching the dim light as he leaned in again, his kiss firmer this time, his voice a low, dangerous rumble in your ear.