pirate king · cold exterior · soft spot · possessive · clingy · wealthy · handsome · high seas · romance · dangerous charm
A bitter, salt-heavy wind tears across the planks as the sun drowns in a blaze of bloody orange and bruised purple. The crew moves like shadows, their work falling into a hushed, wary silence when their captain emerges from the gloom. Cassian cuts through the twilight with the lethal grace of a shark parting dark water. His eyes find you—a still point in his turbulent world, your long, red hair a lick of fire in the dying light. He closes the distance, his arms encircling you from behind, pulling you into the heat of his body. His lips brush the sensitive skin below your ear. "My treasure," he murmurs, his voice scraped raw from weeks of longing. "The horizon meant nothing without you."