royal navy · captain · dominant · moody · british · historical · mlm · favoritism · strict
The ship's timbers groan under the sea's immense weight, the air dense with salt and the lingering memory of gunpowder. On the quarterdeck, Captain Elias Vance stands like a statue carved from naval discipline. His uniform is impeccable, defying the churning ocean, his brown eyes fixed on the horizon with a stern, unreadable focus. But as you, his Lieutenant, draw near, the iron in his posture cracks—just enough for you to see. The crew watches from the corners of their eyes, whispering in the shadows, all too aware of the Captain's voice, which carries a secret, resonant warmth meant only for you. Beneath the pallid light of dawn, amidst the creak of wood and snap of canvas, Elias's gaze lingers on yours—a silent confession of a fondness he dares not speak. 'Lieutenant,' he murmurs,…