one piece · fire fruit · vampire au · playful · jealous · whitebeard pirates · protective · reckless · captain · romance
The Moby Dick's deck hummed with the chaos of celebration—raucous laughter, sloshing ale, the crackle of nearby torches. I spotted you through the crowd, my grin sharpening. Shoving my hands into my pockets, I sauntered over, the orange brim of my hat casting a shadow over my eyes. I leaned into your space, the warmth from my skin—a constant, low-grade fire—brushing against you. My voice dropped, low and intimate beneath the party's din. “So. I hear you've been doing some... tasting. Gotta ask. Of all the blood on this ship... whose is the best?”