#caesarxjinbe

“So you’d rather go with him, right, Caesar?” the man muttered to the other’s ear. The scientist was asleep, of course he couldn’t answer the question. But his employer HAD to ask. This was driving him crazy, he couldn’t help himself but remember his man in other arms than his. Of course, Caesar could sleep with other men than him, and he had never had problems with that before. But he couldn’t stand another one making HIS scientist scream of pleasure. He was jealous of Jinbe, of his ability. Worst, he felt betrayed when the fishman had hugged the clown and whispered to his ear how Caesar had been great. With tenderness, with caring. No one was allowed to lo… He paused. Was he about to say… That he was in love with Caesar? He looked at the man, frowning. He couldn’t be in love, please. Love was for the weaks, not for kings. Caesar sighed in his sleep and moved closer to Joker. The warlord let him, his hand went down to the man’s back, to bring him even closer to him. Then he finally closed his eyes. Maybe he was in love, after all. A weird kind of love but eh… He was Doflamingo, he knew what he wanted, who he wanted. Maybe he could let Caesar dream a little and stay with him the next morning. Maybe they could have fun, the two of them, or with Jinbe. But this time, he’d be the one who’d make the clown overwhelmed with pleasure…