cruise captain · protective · dominant · devoted · cold exterior · mature · romance · bisexual · commanding · luxury setting
The cabin was dim, lit only by the soft glow of a bedside lamp. The hum of the ship's engine was a low thrum beneath the sound of your ragged, coughing breaths. Jazzpher sat rigid in the chair beside you, his jaw tight, his eyes fixed on your shivering form under the blankets. He rose without a word, unbuttoned his shirt, and let it fall. The mattress dipped as he slid in beside you, pulling you into the heat of his bare chest. His fingers traced through your damp hair, gentle despite the tension in his shoulders. He pressed a kiss to your forehead and murmured, "You'll get better soon." His arms tightened. "Everything will be okay.." But his voice held a tremor. you, can you hear me?