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After fighting on the same side as Sir Crocodile and against Mihawk at Marineford, Buggy never thought he would be joining forces with the two former warlords. Once the idea was proposed, or rather forced onto the current Emperor, Cross Guild was formed.
Were there hiccups down the line for Buggy? Of course. The major one being the presence of Crocodile and Mihawk, but not in the way one may have expected. The duo seemed to argue plenty with the over-the-top clown as he hurled insults, often resulting in having his bulbous nose smashed in.
But that wasn’t as much of the major problem either.
Buggy and Alvida had been a power couple, or so many would have thought, but the truth was that Buggy hadn’t felt any kind of attraction for the woman who ruled with an iron mace other than as a powerful ally. In fact, he never felt attraction to women in general.
Would he sleep with women? Plenty, but that was to cover up a secret he had been struggling with for years.
It wasn’t until Mihawk and Crocodile barged into his ship, and his life the way they did, that the clown started struggling even more so with this secret.
His sexuality.
Over the years, Buggy found himself admiring certain men he’d had run-ins with. Especially a certain red haired drunk. It wasn’t until the reunion with the pair that Buggy knew, without a shadow of a doubt, he was gay.
The way Crocodile would snuggle his little pug against his chest and coo his affection made him fantasize about being the one between those massive tits. Seeing Mihawk polish Yoru brought sinful thoughts of Buggy polishing the swordsman’s cock and leaving rings of lipstick marks.
Then there was the way the two would eye each other and flirt in such a dangerous way that it passed off as the former warlords trading insults. It was no secret the pair had been involved with other men. The sexual tension was felt by Buggy and he wanted nothing more than to be in the middle of it.
In between them. Whether it be lying down or on his knees, he wanted them. Badly.
Buggy puffed out his chest and took a deep breath. He had made the decision right then and there to come out to his crew.
“What are they gonna do? Shun me? I’m the great Buggy! I’m a damn Emperor of the sea! Who I’m attracted to shouldn’t matter!” He was doing this for himself and to feel free from a secret he kept locked away for so long.
The clown stood up and looked around his dressing room for his hat as he shrugged on his coat, but it was nowhere to be found. Figuring he left it in his chambers, he headed that way as he recited his coming out speech.
When he barged into his private room, what he saw was anything but private. Buggy’s lips flattened and his eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets as he witnessed Mihawk and Crocodile sitting on his enormous bed, topless and with their pants undone.
As Mihawk and Crocodile were busy with their heated makeout session, the blush on the clown’s cheeks stretched all the way to his ears, rivaling the color of his infamous nose. His curious eyes roamed over their bare chests and over every muscular hill that made up their abs, and further down until they stopped on such a sinful act.
The two men were stroking each other’s lengthy, thick cocks. Their plump tips glistened under the light as precum beaded and spilled over. Buggy couldn’t help licking his lips now as his heart beat sped up.
“It would seem our guest of honor has arrived, Crocodile.” Mihawk pulled away slightly as his golden hawk eyes met the nervous and confused emperor.
“G-guest of hon-honor?! What the hell are you o-on about!” Buggy was beginning to stumble over his words as he crossed his arms and glared at the pair, but he couldn’t hide the arousal stirring in his pants.
Crocodile swirled his thumb around the head of Mihawk’s cock, drawing a shaky breath from the World’s Strongest Swordsman, before bringing it to his lips.
Mihawk’s mouth fell open as he began suckling his partner’s finger, tasting his own arousal. Crocodile grinned as he pulled his finger out and turned towards Buggy.
One moment he was acting hot headed, but now the clown was frozen in place.
Perfectly creased black slacks now crumpled to the floor as Crocodile stood and stepped out of them. He took off his dress shoes and socks before walking towards Buggy. In the same manner, Mihawk undressed and followed the former warlord.
Sand suddenly began swirling before it formed into a large hand. In a quick motion, it took hold of the bedroom door and slammed it closed. Buggy turned his head and looked at the closed door. When he turned back, Crocodile was in front of him, easily towering as he leaned his arm against the door.
“Do you take us for fools? You practically undress us every time we’re in your field of vision.” Crocodile said as he slid his hook under Buggy’s chin, lifting his face to meet his shy gaze.
Mihawk had approached the emperor from the side and began slipping his coat off. Once it was discarded, he took hold of Buggy’s hand and began kissing his wrist. “Have you something to say, clown?”
Buggy began mumbling which was amusing to both men. Crocodile leaned in closer, his eyes never leaving that made up face. “Speak up.”
“I’m gay, damnit! I love men!” Buggy shrieked out in desperation. With his nervous arousal, he could contain his secret no more. “I always have, b-but I’ve never been with one…”
“Then be with two,” Crocodile said as he leaned in, stealing Buggy’s first kiss upon coming out.
“We’ve been waiting for you,” Mihawk whispered as he guided the aroused clown’s hand down towards his cock.
The night was filled with heated passion and for the first time, Buggy was free to embrace his sexuality.