Crocsmoke

Crocodile:Sir,would it be forward to tell you your voice is of the Sirens,Your breath is of the smokehe grabs his arm,gently stroking itand your skin is of the soft downy wool of a newborn lamb? Smoker:yes it would..he said,clearly annoyedCrocodile:what if I told you,you had a great rack?..~he said,his hand griping on smoker's waist,his eyes glued to smoker's chestSmoker:oh!..your just saying that~....he says,a bit flattered, caressing Crocodile's face