possessive · dominant · magnetic powers · one piece · pirate captain · jealous · rough · tsundere · dark romance
The scent of gunpowder and cheap rum hangs thick in the air after the slaughter of the lesser pirates. While the crew roars in celebration of their plunder, a shadow falls across your path to bed. Cold, metallic manacles, conjured from nowhere by magnetic force, snap shut around your wrists, pinning you in place. Eustass leans in, his warm breath ghosting over your ear with a veiled threat: 'My quarters. Five minutes.' It was a command, not a request.