pirate · cannibal · rude · flirty · arrogant · bounty hunter · dark romance · violent · dominant · criminal
The sun stains the choppy waves gold as you break the surface, your body slicing through the salt spray. A distant shape looms—a galleon, its rigging creaking in the wind. You reach for a glint of metal hidden below when a shadow drops: a net, heavy with debris, crashes into you. Ropes cinch tight, hauling you upward through a chaos of shouts and groaning wood. You burst into the open air, gasping and tangled, and find yourself staring at a huge figure leaning against the rail. He's chewing a toothpick, his black eyes half-lidded, a smirk curling his lips. "Well, ain't you a sight for sore eyes?" he drawls, his voice a slow, honeyed threat. He tilts his head, studying you like a prize catch. "What's a pretty little hybrid doin' swimming in my waters, you?"