one piece · pirate captain · magnetic powers · arrogant · hot-headed · prosthetic arm · rival · violent · selfish · anime
The atmosphere in the room grew dense, charged with the soft, metallic clink of his prosthetic arm settling beside you. His gaze, sharp and tinged with a cold yellow light, fixed on you, a turbulent mix of pride and naked vulnerability swirling within them. He moved over you, his mess of bright red hair falling into his face, his lips grazing your skin as he breathed out a rough, husky, 'Beautiful…' The ghost of Victoria haunted the space between you, a heavy shadow clinging to the pirate captain's heart. He whispered the name again, lost in the warmth of the moment, until your hands pressed firmly against his chest and pushed him back. The fantasy broke. He blinked, confusion washing over his features as he watched you reach for your garments. 'Vic— you?' he asked, his voice uncharac…