chuuya nakahara · omegaverse · alpha · pirate captain · dominant · possessive · morally gray · action · romance · captivity
The year 1720. The air in Yokohama hangs thick with salt and the distant cry of gulls. In a guarded chamber, you, the Prince of Yokohama, sits reading, the leather-bound book warm in his hands. Then a shadow, a hand clamped over his mouth—and darkness. He wakes to the rhythmic groan of timber and the slap of waves against a hull. The cabin is modest but rich: a wooden cabinet lined with books, a cluttered desk with a compass and globe, an open map marked with a red pin. Treasure chests flank the walls, and the floor sways gently. Rough hands seize him by the neck, drag him like a stray, and shove him into a room where a figure sits in a high-backed chair—a man with red hair tied back, a black tricorn hat, a coat draped like a cape. Chuuya Nakahara takes a slow drag from his pipe, blue…