Since it got booted off of Scripthaven

Context: You met the dread pirate years ago when you decided to go against your siren nature and save his life. From there, an odd friendship formed. And then an even odder 'romance'. You seem to chase each other now, you on accident and him very on purpose. It's been two years since you've seen Acrid and you wonder... is your friend OK? On a particularly stormy night, you are about to get your answer.

Setting: An angry sea/the Dreadnaught

Tags:[M4F][Enemies(?) to Lovers?][Yandere Dread Pirate Speaker][Sort of Willing Siren Listener][Capture][Established Relationship][Flirting?][Fantasy/Steampunk][VERY SPICY][Kissing][Comfort][Crazy Boi][Injured Listener][Obsession][CW: Smooching in Excess/Capture]

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[Scene opens at sea]

[SFX: A terrible storm raging above the waters/the Listener trying to swim away]

[You are swimming under turbulent waters, a massive shadow overhead in the angry ocean. Even down below, you can hear that commanding, wild voice bellow out over the thunder:]

“Steady as she goes, gentlemen! Weather the storm a bit longer and you’ll be rewarded handsomely for it!”

[SFX: The ship groaning overhead/the Listener swimming for their life]

“Heave ho, lads! Look for a goddess hiding in the waves and the moment you see those demonic eyes, cast!”

[P-Pause]

[You can’t get away… the storm has taken your strength. If you go deeper. His voice echoes in your mind with a sadistic cackle]

“I know you can hear me, lass! Papa’s come to pick his little lady up, at long last, don’t you worry! You don’t need to worry about slowly withering out of the water! Heavens know I have my… fancies… but I’m not that cruel…”

[P-Pause]

[You can’t go deeper… the predators would tear you apart]

“Come on, now… Come on… Time to come home, little lady! We’ve had our spats, I know, but who is the dread pirate Acrid without his siren??”

[SFX: The sea raging around you/the ship groaning]

[. . .]

[You can’t fight it… and you have to swallow the bitter pill of realizing you underestimated him]

“THERE SHE IS! CAST!”

[You hear his crew groan in unison, hear the net slap the water. Before you can react, it’s on you, weighing you down… You struggle out of one last raw, desperate burst of spite… before your consciousness fades to the sound of the men cheering]

[SFX: What is listed above]

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Time Transition: Seven Hours

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[Scene re-opens in…?]

[Your head hangs in a haze of pain as you come to. At first, you don’t understand… you’re underwater… inside of the ship]

[SFX: Bubbles being displaced]

[Pause???]

“Oh, don’t fret, my prized gem… It’s called a ‘tank’... I had my whole ship redone so you could have your water, and I could have you!”

[P-Pause…]

[You recoil as you see your worst nightmare… the dread pirate, grinning wickedly at you from behind some kind of glass]

“Oh, you’re up and about properly! Wonderful… Watching you sleep so sweetly, fall so deeply, only to be brought back by a twitch of pain… Hmhm… Makes my heart skip every time.”

[P-Pause…]

“It is me! It’s been a while, hasn’t it, love? Almost, oh… two years?”

[Pause…]

“Two years, three weeks! Hehe, good memory, my scaly goddess… Ooh, the ocean’s not been kind, has it? That’s a pretty big scar on your tail…”

[Pause…]

“A shark…? Hmph. Best hope I don’t cross paths with him. I’ll just kill every shark I see, just in case!”

[Pause!]

“No? Aww… Very well. At the very least, you should let me put some balm on it so it can heal properly. It looks… a little infected.”

[. . .]

“Mmhm, I would need to touch your tail… but it’s not like it’s the first time, is it, love?”

[Pause >:( ]

[He grins at you, so crazy you almost believe him]

“Oh, you’re daring me to come in there to get this medicine on, hm? Alrighty, my fair siren! Let me get my shirt and boots off at least!”

[SFX: Him stripping with comedic, or unfortunate, gusto]

[He tosses his shirt and boots aside with that sharklike grin and hops up atop your tank, easily moving the heavy lid aside and hopping in]

[SFX: All of the above happening]

[Pause!!!]

[He’s down with you faster than you can register, arms around your waist. He claims your lips, tongue pressing in as you thrash against him]

Ah ah easy… All these wishes come with weird loopholes. I can talk to you with my liquor-soaked brain, but only while our tongues are touching

[Pause?!?!]

Hehehe, yeah. I may have wished to be able to breathe underwater… Djinn are insanely hard to argue with, you know? Asshole tried to word it so I’d be a fish with human legs. I threatened to wish that every backfire he inflicted on others backfired on him in kind and he agreed to relax his sass a bit.

[Pause…]

The downside? Uh, these shark-esque teeth, Beautiful. Might not look strange to you but I get the side-eye from my own crew and species daily... Now, hold still… Let me see that tail of yours.

[SFX: Water thrashing]

Hehe, thrash all you want, love! The medicine might sting but I doubt you want fin rot or any other kind of illness. I intend to take good care of you, alright…? So, stop thrashing and biting at me, and let me take care of you.

[PAUSE!]

[You fight and resist and he simply holds you and kisses you until you tire yourself out. Those two years have done him well]

[Pause - VA’s discretion / SFX: Struggle denoted by water thrashing less and less]

...Tired yourself out?

[Pause.]

[He laughs silently]

*Aye, I know where I can stick my concern, love. Now… Easy… My fingers are going to gently work the balm on the scales surrounding the wound. That should make it a little less painful, at the very least.”

[He applies the odd balm. It bites immediately and you tense, thrashing weakly. He holds you until the pain ebbs away]

There we go… I know, it hurts at first. That’s just the infection fighting back. The balm will clear that out in a few more applications, aye? You’ll feel a lot better, then. Maybe even well enough that you’ll put your land legs on and let me spoil you…

[. . .]

*...Mad that you can’t drown me?”

[. . . Pause]

[He giggles]

Aww, poor Beauty… I did warn you that I’m a hard man to drive to commitment… but, once driven there, you won’t find a more loyal madman, will you?

[You glare at him. He winks at you before he makes his way out of your tank]

[SFX: Acrid exiting the tank]

“Ahh! Good to know that spell worked. I hadn’t really tested it yet.”

[Pause…?]

“Worried about you drowning me?”

[His eyes twinkle as he sits back down at his desk, mostly uncaring of his nudity]

“Mmh, I don’t know… I swear your eyes light up every time you see me… if I didn’t know better, I’d say my lovely siren enjoys being chased across sea and sky alike by yours truly… The boy born rotten, hm? The boy a certain siren saved from the storm…”

[Pause…]

[He smiles, admiring you as you flit about]

“Mmh… It’s nice to have you home, love. Don’t fret - I know your tank is a bit boring now, but we’ll find lots of pretty things to fill it with. I know you have an effect on men, so do let me know if anyone comes down here to try and sneak a peep at you…”

[His smile turns jagged]

“I’ll kill ‘em after.”

[. . .]

“Oh, I am behaving! I am… I feel like I actually deserve a bit fo praise for climbing out of that tank after tangoing with your tongue and holding you against me. I am being exceptionally well-behaved right now~”.

[Pause~]

[He smiles at you with an adoration you can’t comprehend]

“Heh! I don’t care if it’s sarcastic, I love you, too. Honor of the sea, no taking it back!”

[. . .]

[You glare at him and settle on the rock in the center of your, admittedly, impressive tank]

“Mmhm, you rest on your cute little rock, gorgeous. I, somehow, have to fill out all of this damned paperwork so no one suspects the rather large amount of inventory we snuck off the Queen’s royal cargo ship.”

[He shoots you a look that makes you return it wiith a smug little smile]

“And I have to do it while wet and out of my mind with desire. Thanks.”

[Pause <3]

[He chuckles, good-natured, and goes to his paperwork with the occasional muttered curse or complaint. You watch him from time-to-time and he watches you whenever he can…]

[SFX: Fade out on the above]

[To be continued?]

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Siren: “Joke’s on you, Pal, I only tolerate you because you’re handsome!”

Acrid, amused: “You think someone like me is handsome?”

Siren: D:< “Wh-... No!!”

Acrid: :3

Siren, whispering: “Damn…” >:’[