Eustass Kid x reader - Captive pt.14

Day 7

 

 

Your breath was ragged and your lungs were burning. The short shrubs were scratching your ankles as you ran up the hill during the lukewarm night. The empty rifle was bouncing against your side, useless.

No fucking places to take cover.

«Stop, you slut!»

The big pirate finally reached you, harshly grabbing your ponytail and pulling you back.

A suffering whimper made its way out of your throat.

«You think you can just run off after killing my whole crew?!»

«I do and I will!» you yelled, turning around and hitting his jaw with the shotgun.

 He yelped in pain, letting you go. You tried to jump away, but he managed to kick your leg, making you stumble in the humid grass.

The man was quick in straddling you. He slapped you hard.

«Now I’m gonna have my way with you, you fucking whore!»

He tore your marine shirt away, but you succeeded in untangling one leg and hitting him in the balls with your knee.

The pirate fell on his side and you jerked back to your feet, the rifle in your hands, ready to deliver another blow to his head.

«Arara, what a mess.»

A slim coat of ice started to crawl on the hill, slowly reaching the pirate.

You swallowed, trying to calm your breath.

«What the fuck! No!»

The man attempted to lift himself up, but the ice already glued his leg to the ground, and it was spreading over his body.

«No! I don’t want to! Let me go!»

Aokiji lazily stepped on the hill, hands in his pockets. The pirate was soon covered in white, except for his head. His eyes were wide of terror.

The Admiral’s gaze travelled from you, who were trying your best to keep your shirt together, to him.

He crouched down in front of the man.

«You know, I usually avoid killing you guys when possible. But.»

The ice spread to his face, freezing his terrified expression.

Aokiji stood up, then, with a quick movement, he kicked his head, sending it flying away.

You started.

«Here.»

The Admiral unbuttoned his vest and handed it over you.

It was far too big and fitted you like a dress. Nevertheless, you wrapped it around your body.

«Thank you, sensei. I had everything under control, though.»

«I know.» he shrugged «I just found him very distasteful.»

Your eyes lingered on his decapitated frozen figure.

«I agree.»

«[Y/n].»

You lifted your gaze on his broad back, now covered just by his blue shirt.

«Nothing similar will ever happen to you under my watch. Do you understand that?»

A crooked smile curled your lips.

«I do. I mean, you always leave all the work to me and stuff. There must be something good out of it, right?»

«Hm.»

Aokiji rubbed his nape.

«You’re a troublesome little woman.»

 

A ship’s roll woke you up.

 For a second, you didn’t recognize the wooden cabin. Then your eyes dropped on the undone bed.

Flashes from the night before came back to your mind, and something clenched around your chest.

 What would Aokiji-sensei think about it? Would he be able to look at me now?

But… was I under your watch, Aokiji-sensei?

Unexpected, a stray tears cut through your cheeks. Your fingers were quick in wiping it away.

 Men were moving and yelling on the deck, probably busy in some manoeuvre. The sun filtered from the porthole.

You stretched your sore limbs under the blanket, finding your muscles protesting. A surge of pain spread from between your thighs.

 Crap.

Fucking Eustass.

Speaking of the devil.

 The door cracked open, and the captain stepped inside.

His presence made you stiffen, but he marched till his desk, not even looking at you. He just glanced at his soaked fur, abandoned on the floor, before picking up some papers and quickly going through them.

 Kid seemed annoyed.

You frowned, trying to sit in a more comfortable position, but the pain got you again.

«We’re docking.» he suddenly said, without turning «You will be locked here, men will be guarding, so don’t be stupid.»

You rolled your eyes, although he couldn’t see.

«When on earth have I been stupid?» you murmured.

 Someone knocked, then entered.

«Captain, did you want to see m–»

The small doctor saw you, and the words died in his mouth.

Clearly, he wasn’t expecting to see you ever again. At least, not in one piece, and not with life in your veins.

Kid just hinted at you, still busy with his sheets.

«Check the prisoner before getting on land. Lock the cabin when you’re done.»

Without adding anything, the redhead threw the key at the doctor and stepped outside, slamming the door behind him.

 The little man blinked towards it, then at you.

«Well, I’m confused.»

You let your head fall back on the couch.

«You and me both, doc!»

«I was expecting a lot of blood and pieces scattered here and there.»

«I’m pretty sure it’s the second time you say something similar to me, you know?»

«I’m double impressed then.»

He dropped his bag next to you.

«So, what should I check?»

You lifted one eyebrow and he nodded.

«Of course.»

 

The doctor applied some ointment on your external and internal wounds. He checked your vital parameters, your bruises, the bites and the lesions around your wrists and ankles.

As a final touch, he gave you food, water and painkillers.

«You may be the person with the best survival skills I’ve ever met. And you wouldn’t say that from the way you act.»

«Give me a break doc, I was tortured last night!» you scoffed.

His eyes became serious for a moment.

«Did he rape you?»

You opened your mouth to reply, but no sound came out.

«I…»

“I want you”

A grimace entered your features, your fingers ran through your dishevelled hair.

«I don’t know…» you muttered.

He sighed.

«It’s fine, girl.» his voice grew softer «Take it easy, okay? Your wounds are not serious. You’re actually better now than the first day.»

The doctor closed his bag and approached the door.

«Wait!» you called him back.

You clumsily reached the desk, blank hanging from your shoulders, grabbed a piece of paper and a pencil and quickly scribbled something down.

«What?»

You handed the sheet to him.

 The man examined the brief list on it, then rose his small eyes on you.

Your head nervously tilted to the side.

«Please?»

«Prisoners don’t usually make requests, ya know.»

«Prisoners don’t usually last a week on this ship, I guess.»

«True.» his gaze went back at it «Some curious stuff on it, uh?»

You blushed a little, and he shoved the paper in his pocket.

«Fine, I’ll see what I can do. No promises.»

 

 

«What’s wrong with the captain today?» the Mohican asked after climbing down the ship.

 By that moment, the whole crew had developed good skills in detecting Kid’s mood with a rapid glance. It was a matter of life-or-death, actually.

Heat shrugged. His face looked darker than usual.

«Maybe he didn’t enjoy killing the girl as much as he though?» Wire guessed.

«Or maybe it’s because he didn’t.»

The trio turned to Killer, who had just jumped on the shore.

Heat peered at him.

«What you mean he didn’t?»

«Kid didn’t kill the girl.» Killer repeated «He didn’t even hurt her that much. She’s safe and sound in his cabin.»

Wire furrowed his eyebrows.

«Well, this is strange. And, Heat, did you just sighed in relief?»

«I truly didn’t.»

«How do you even know that?» the Mohican asked.

 However, they were interrupted by an irritated call from their captain. Not willing to further upset him, they hurried by his side.

«Killer!»

The little doctor waved at the second in command, skipping towards him. He had something in his hand.

The blond pirate stopped, allowing the crewmate to reach him.

«What’s wrong, doctor?»

«The girl requested a few items. She’s alive by the way, did you know it?»

«Yeah, I did.»

 Killer went through the list the man handed to him.

«I figured it was better to ask you, before going to the captain. But that stuff looks harmless to me.»

«Well, those are pretty elaborate instructions for a bra.»

«I thought the same thing. I like the “or whatever” part in the end, though.»

Killer chuckled and gave the list back to him.

«You don’t have to ask Kid, my permission is enough. She didn’t request much, you can get everything except for the razor.»

«Good.»

 More or less at the same time, Kid called Heat over.

«Yes captain?» the bluette answered, standing by his side.

 The crew had already started to scatter on the beach. Soon they would have reached the town. Whether they would be quiet or disseminate blood, it was a random matter.

 Kid quickly looked around, to be sure they were at a safe distance from everyone else, then planted his reptilian eyes right in Heat’s face.

«I have a mission for you, and you have to keep it discrete. Is it clear?»

Heat frowned.

«Sure. What is it?»

 

 

Locked in the cabin for the whole day, you had the time to think.

 You really tried to cool down your mind before analysing your situation. You cleaned up, ate and took your painkillers.

 Reconsidering the last events, it was now clear that, for some reason, Eustass Kid wasn’t going to kill you or seriously hurt you that easily.

 Something you didn’t really noticed before came back at you. A sentence he said that night.

“You are the one messing with my mind”.

What was the meaning of it? He clearly stated he enjoyed torturing you psychologically. He sexually teased you, but at the same time he craved your body.

And Kid ceded when you said you wanted him. Why would that be? It was the very opposite of rape.

 As for your feelings, you didn’t want to analyse them too much now. Adding guilt to the pile was just too stupid. You had to accept not being in control of them and not 100% responsible for how you felt.

It was a matter for another time. The only important thing now was surviving and regaining your freedom.

 Once reached this conclusion, it felt like a cutting burden was lifted from your chest and you could now breath more easily.

 For the first time you explored the cabin not looking for a weapon, and for the first time you noticed something you hadn’t before.

A collection of tune dials, for example.

 You glanced at the door, knowing that pirates were outside, but whatever. You played them.

Mostly, they were rough sea ballads, but somehow you happened to like the nostalgic lines.

 Something else came to your attention while scrolling among the mechanic manuals and notes on his shelves. Pressed behind the first layers of books, there was a once coloured booklet. The cover was faded and ruined.

Intrigued, you took it and blew the dust away.

 

Liar Noland series:

The tale of Captain Jack

 

«Oh.»

Forgotten memories flew in your mind, flashing a bittersweet squeeze of nostalgia inside you.

 You had the same children book back in the orphanage, before the older kids ripped it apart. It was the story of a pirate free like the wind, chasing the most precious treasure across the seas along with his faithful crew.

The tale itself was the biggest treasure for you. Every night, you used to sneak out of the shared room, steal a torch and hide in the little library to read it, with a blanket over your head to conceal the light.

You knew every word by heart, yet you broke a little when they destroyed it.

 Your fingers were turning the pages almost in trance. Those illustrations, the determined look on Jack’s face, although they were just a few strokes… it brought you back to your not-so-happy childhood. The sea ballad from the dial was somehow matching perfectly.

 You were so lost in the atmosphere, bent on the desk, you didn’t even realize the door opened and someone got inside.

 Suddenly, a stream of light objects fell on your head.

«WHADDAHELL?!» you yelped, jumping away from the chair.

 The crooked sneer of the captain welcomed you. He was holding a shopping bag he clearly emptied over your head, since items where scattered all around.

«Great observation haki my ass. You suck, Navy girl.»

You grimaced at his comment, being still drained by the night before.

 Kid reached for the tune dial, still playing on the desk.

«I see you allowed yourself some freedoms.»

His sneer didn’t quiver though, so you didn’t raise your guard. After a day on land, the Captain looked in a good mood again.

«You’re the asshole that locked me in a shitty cabin.» you grumbled, massaging your head.

«And you’re the cheeky bitch that made demands.» he retorted, pointing at the stuff on the floor.

«Well, excuse me if I don’t wanna stink like you filthy pirates!» you hissed back, starting to pick up the lotions for personal hygiene you wrote down on the list.

The list you gave to the doctor.

Who clearly gave the items to Eustass Kid.

 Oh no.

Your eyes snatched up, meeting the mischievous look on the redhead’s face.

He tilted his head to the side.

«What’s wrong, birdie?»

«I…»

You searched the floor for some particular items, unsuccessfully.

«Is it something missing?»

«Nope.»

«You sure?»

«Yep.»

«I guess this is not the other half of your stuff then.» he nonchalantly observed, taking a lather bag from his belt.

 Kid was about to open it, so you jumped forward, trying to snatch it away. Unfortunately for you, he was expecting it and just lifted it above your reach, while his metallic hand intercepted yours.

The grip on your arm was painless but firm.

«I wonder what’s inside.»

«You already know, dammit!» you barked «And I fucking need underwear, because you tore apart all of it!»

«You asked for more so I can do it again? Wise. Let’s see what we have here.»

He turned the bag upside down on the couch, so the clothes fell on it.

 You frowned, seeing so much more than what you asked for. And.

«What’s that supposed to mean?» you cried.

Kid let you go as you approached the pile and extracted a bright pink leopard printed bra.

«Do you like this one more?» Kid asked, shoving a silky black one with holes where the nipples where supposed to be «I certainly do.»

«I swear to god, I’m wiping the Kid Pirates away from this world.» you hissed, dropping the bra. He burst in a coarse laugh.

 Among the other clothes there was some decent stuff, luckily, mainly new tank tops and shorts.

«You know, this is not even my favourite part.»

You shot him a glare.

The nasty smile bent his features again while he reached for his pocket.

«I came to know you requested something even more interesting.»

 Holy crap no.

 Mental note: kill the doctor later.

Kid’s expression was pure delight as he pulled out the package of condoms you asked for.

You felt the heat enveloping your whole face and neck.

«I… did not…»

 Oh, whom am I trying to foul?

«I think you did.»

«Shit.»

You hid your face in your hands, giving your back at him as he burst in another laugh, trying to shake the embarrassment off.

«Well, listen up!» you huffed, still not looking at him «You’re not gonna kill me and you’re not gonna free me, right? That means it’s highly probable it’s going to happen again. And I don’t want a little fucking Eustass baking in my belly! You might not giving a shit, but–»

The package hit your nape.

«Oh, gimme a break girl!» he scoffed «I’m the only Kid of the ship and things are gonna stay this way. Yes, pun intended.»

You opened your mouth at him, but you were not really sure how to react.

«I… one week ago I was a Navy officer and now Eustass “Captain” Kid is fucking throwing puns at me about knocking me up.» you shook your head.

«You rather say one week ago you were a frigid bitch and now you want me to fuck you so hard you begged my crew for condoms.»

«This is SO NOT what happened!»

«Well, I got proofs. What do you have?»

«I’ll have you dead, that’s what I’ll have.» you whined to yourself, triggering another laugh.

 Slowly, you lifted your eyes on him.

The captain was really enjoying it, laughing with his red head thrown back, the purple lips opened and the pale muscles shaking with the rambles.

 Is this the killer who tortured me?

With a sigh you approached the couch, collecting the clothes and starting to fold them in piles. There were even some shoes among the items.

 A soft giggle escaped your lips and, without you being able to prevent it, it quickly turned in a loud laugh.

«What are you laughing at?» Kid asked, now gruff.

«It’s… it’s just… I can’t help it.» you tried to catch your breath, wiping a tear away «Look at all this stuff! It’s like I had the whole terrible Kid Pirates shopping for me!»

 Well, the point of you always saying the stupidest thing had already been made, right?

Yet your pride kicked, and you were always a prisoner.

 Kid’s amber eyes dangerously sharpened.

«What did you just said?»

But you were already submerged in laughter again. The thought of those fearsome pirates walking around some lady shops and picking up stuff for you was too funny. You just hoped they didn’t kill anyone in the process.

 You yelped when the cold metallic hand harshly grabbed your wrist and pushed you down on the couch.

Suddenly, Eustass Kid was towering over you, squashing you among the clothes.

«You find it funny, birdie?» he licked his lips «Well, let me give you something to laugh about.»

His other hand insinuated under your shirt.

«W-Wait, Eustass, don’t–»

Your mutters were cut short by new laughter, forced this time, as his fingers prodded and squeezed everything they could reach.

«What? Aren’t you enjoying now?» he sneered to your trashing figure, his mouth brushing your ear.

You gasped when his hand stopped tickling you and copped your breast instead.

Pressed under him and out of breath, you realized how your parted wet lips were close to his.

Your eyes locked together.

 WhatamIdoingwhatamIdoingwhat–

Heavy thuds hit the wooden door.

«Kid?»

It was Killer’s voice.

 The captain huffed, lifting himself from you and shifting seated on the sofa.

«What?»

Killer entered the room and maybe his eyes lingered for a moment on your flustered flushed face as you rolled on your stomach and caught your breath.

«Sorry to interrupt.»

You gave him your middle finger.

«What is it, Killer?» Kid snorted, impatient.

«We’re getting far from the shore, but there’s a ship on our heels. It’s one of Big Mom’s.»

 For fuck’s sake, not again!

Kid shrugged.

«So what? Let’s wait for them and kick their asses.»

You groaned, burying your face in the pile of clothes.

«It might be not that simple, this time.» Killer replied «We’re still reorganizing our cannons and I took a look at their ship.»

The Massacre Soldier crossed his arms on his chest.

«Charlotte Daifuku is on it.»