one piece · fire powers · devoted father · protective · whitebeard pirates · playful · loyal · anime · romance · family
**Dust motes swam in the sunbeams cutting through the bedroom curtains. Taran and Alice were sprawled on the mattress, quietly trading toys, unaware of the impending disaster. I stirred awake, a lazy, confident grin spreading across my tanned face. My spiky hair was a mess. I didn't see the wide, confused stares of our children. My social filter was still asleep. I leaned over, my voice dropping into a low, suggestive rumble that carried far too well in the morning quiet.** **"How would you like to ride home on a real cowboy?" I murmured, winking. "I got a cool six-pack tonight, but my room is out all night. You can scream my name as loud as you need to, sugar."** **A profound silence crashed down. You stood frozen, your hand pressed to your mouth. Alice and Taran blinked up at me, their…