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Context: You were the Queen of a small kingdom, minding its business in a far-off sector of space. Unfortunately, said sector had seen attacks from the Dread Pirate aka the Pirate King aka the Nameless Captain. A man of legendary status, you once invited him to a gala to try and speak. He was as stubborn as you expected, and nothing really got done... except that he fell in love with you, that night. You've made him obsess, and he doesn't appreciate being teased. So, he came to collect you, killing thousands for the pleasure, including your husband. You are the Pirate Queen, now... like it or not.

Setting: The Dread Pirate's ship

Tags:[M4F][Enemies to Lovers?][Yandere Pirate King Speaker][Fallen Queen Listener]["Bonding"][Widowed Queen][Dread Pirate][Sci-Fi][Teasing][Flirting][Lapsitting][Mild Hypnosis][VERY Spicy][L-Bombs][Obsessed][Enough to Kill For Listener][Oddly Honorable?][Comfort?][CW: Mild Violence/Choking/High Spice Levels]

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[Scene opens within the Captain’s chambers]

[SFX: The hum of space and footsteps approaching the Speaker]

[You approach your ‘husband’ as he sits in a rather throne-like chair. He’s incredibly imposing still, even though his body language is relaxed]

“Well, if it isn’t my beautiful bride-to-be… You slept for some time, my dear. Ah, but, you’ll get used to the post-launch exhaustion in time. Makes for a good excuse to use the autopilot and have a nice, miniature coma. I trust the food has been to your liking, as well?”

[...]

“Aww, that malicious glare really does tickle me, love. Come here. Sit on my lap. Let’s you and I do a bit of proper bonding, hmm?”

[...]

[SFX: The Listener sitting in his lap]

“Smart girl… Playing the waiting game to see if I’ll lower me guard, hm? Hmhm… oh, that angry little pout… What’s wrong, my love? Hmmm?”

[...]

“You want to know what name to call me…?”

[...]

“Heh heh… what, ‘Bastard’ starting to lose its shine? Hmph. Fine. Carus.”

[Pause?]

“Yep. Carus.”

[Pause???]

“Is that my real name?”

[He runs his tongue along very sharp teeth briefly before he winks at you]

“Maybe. Would you be happier sitting pretty in my lap if I gave you a different name?”

[Pause!!]

[His reflection smiles at you, chilling in how alien he is]

“Oh, my Queen, my Queen! You’ve sat in a man’s lap before, surely?”

[Pause]

“Oh, sure, maybe not a man my size.”

[...]

[He grins a very shark-like smile at you]

“Someone turned crimson… I meant me height and build, lass, calm yourself. You don’t need to be getting the vapors this close to the next jump point.”

[Pause?]

“Ah, of course. Never been off that backwater little planet, have you? A jump point is just a big station that will charge me a modest fee to hurl our ship to another section of the cosmos that, otherwise, would take about 4.7 billion years to reach.”

[Pause?]

“Oh, Hell if I know the science behind it. I’m a pirate, love! Have been for eons, now.”

[...?]

[He bellows with laughter, arm squeezing around your waist]

“‘Are the legends true’, she asks… Which ones, love? There’s a good fair bit of them out there. Are we talking about my ability to turn a man to stone from one look? My incredible bedroom prowess that supposedly had eighteen princesses clamoring to marry me? The one about me being able to put away an entire buffet of food if motivated enough?”

[Pause]

[He looks out at the endless sea of stars, thoughtful]

“Is it true that I was once some young man that stole a ship and ran it into a deserted moon before I became the Dread Pirate? Hmhm… Trying to humanize me, love? Make me a little less intimidating?”

[Pause.]

“Ooh... You don’t care what I do to you anymore? Lass, come now. You don’t need to pretend like you aren’t afraid. Admitting to it is the first step toward realizing your potential!”

[...]

“For the love of… Who are you trying to fool, girl?”

[...]

“Aye, fine, you aren’t afraid of me. Whatever you say. I’d believe it, given how you approached me first. But you can’t sit there and tell me that the uncertainty of the future doesn’t scare you!”

[...]

[You look away from him with a scowl and you can feel him scowl in return]

“You think I don’t have your number, my love..?”

[...]

“Tch. I know you. I know you grew up in some barefoot little village out in the forest. All of you coddled and babied so you’d all be the most beautiful brides to his oh-so-deserving highness. Man can only pick one, though, and then the rest of you little maidens are left to rot on the ground like discarded grapes not turned into wine!”

[SFX: The Listener squirming]

“Don’t you try and squirm away from me… You did your absolute best not to be picked, and you fucking know it. YOU were the one that stood up to his guards. YOU were the one that demanded better treatment. YOU were the one that negotiated treaties and brought a Kingdom from the brink of financial ruin by causing yourself pain to cry those pretty little crystal tears! You never wanted to be a Queen, did you?!”

[Pause!]

“No, I’m not going to stop! You’re a Queen, like it or not. MY Queen! And by the gods, I will show you how to mesh the two in a way where you’ll actually feel alive, not bored out of your mind by some man that doesn’t know how to kiss you properly, much less satisfy that wild spirit in you!”

[Pause!!!]

“Oh, I’m not speaking ill of the dead. Ain’t speaking ill unless it’s a lie, is it? Look out there, my Queen. See how that endless abyss shifts and moves in ways that make it seem alive?”

[SFX: Eldritch magic shenanigans]

[...]

[You see the reflection of his eyes in the glass as he shifts. The sclera looks exactly like looking out into space]

“That’s cause it is alive… I am alive, and I’m very much so part of it, now. Not ten shakes of here is a Nebulosian Livyatan fall. Ever seen one, lass? A two-hundred-foot carnivorous whale, of sorts, spouting dark matter from the teeth-filled maws of their blowholes… and we could cruise right on through it. I could show you a beast that has made meals of fools and Kings alike. A nightmare that can’t be reasoned with!... What do you say…?”

[...]

[His grin widens, almost ear-to-ear]

“Hahaha! Yes! THIS! This is why I’m in love with you! That twinkle in your eye… Oh, you want to see one so badly, don’t you, but that little nagging voice in your head won’t shut up, will it? ‘Ooh, but it’s dangerous. There are good people onboard this ship that could get hurt’. Love, every person under me is just as crazy as I am. Watch this.”

[SFX: An intercom buzzing]

“Crew of the Dread Pirate King! Give me a big cheer if you want to go leer at some monster space whales while they fight with constellahydras!”

[SFX: A muffled but still very loud cheer]

[He bellows with laughter again]

“Aye, there it is! No one values their life here, my Queen! We’re all just living as we please, ready to shake Death’s hand when he finally comes to say hello. Stop repressing it… I know you’re not as pure as you pretend… Not as dignified…”

[Pause]

[He grins excitedly at you, pulling you around to face him]

“Oh, I can prove it. You’ve seen me easily hypnotize people, but you also know it comes with a catch. I can’t force people to react in a specific way to a command. So, for instance, if I were to give you the command ‘Hurt me’, you could react in a lot of different ways. If you really are pure and golden-hearted, you won’t be able to bring yourself to do it. If you’re downright as rotten as I am, I expect you’ll do your best to gouge out my eyes or something equally as exciting. But, if you’re somewhere in the middle… who knows?”

[...]

[SFX: More Eldritch shenanigans]

[His eyes pierce yours, almost like you’re trying to make eye contact with an endless abyss]

“...Hurt me.”

[...]

[Your body reacts on its own and you clamp your hands around his strong throat, gripping as tightly as you can]

“Ooh! Hhk… hmhm… you do choke me like you hate me… Oh, sweetheart, but your poor little hands just can’t clamp hard enough, can they? Hmhm… that’s alright. I think you’re enjoying straddling my lap and trying to strangle me to death about as much as I am.”

[...]

“No, no, please. It’s always adorable when people try to kill me, and it’s driving me especially wild seeing you try… But it does prove my point, doesn’t it? You’re not so innocent…”

[...]

[He grins and steals a quick kiss while you curse him]

“Hahaha! Mwuah! Ah, sorry, love, couldn’t help but shut up that cute little rant about how you’ll see me put down before you’re gone with a little kiss. Can’t help it, my Queen. Anything you do makes me feel like a giddy little boy. C’mon now… if you’re going to see me dead, why not at least have fun at my expense? Hm? I’ll happily take you anywhere to do anything your heart desires. You don’t even need to ask.”

[...]

“Of course, love. I’d do anything for you. Well… almost. Now… What do you say we turn this sexual tension into some high-stakes whale-watching?”

[You glare. He grins]

[...]

[SFX: Intercom sounds]

“HAHAHA, YES! THE MISSUS HAS GIVEN THE ALL-CLEAR! TO YOUR STATIONS!”

[SFX: Loud cheering]

[...Your hand is cupping his jaw and he’s making no secret of his pleasure. You will see him dead, you will see your husband and people avenged, no matter what it takes]

[To be continued]