The Love of the sea (Pirate! 2p EnglandXinsert reader)

A gentle hand

            (name) eyed him cautiously before thinking it over, he hadn't made any lewd passes in fact he kept a respectful distance, he hadn't even toyed with her hair which was what most men did to tease her when they had lewd intents. She finally nodded in agreement before exhaustion, from working too hard to row the boat constantly, got to her. she shook her head as she started to see double. This caught Oliver's attention causing him to ask "are you feeling alright? You look quite pale, and you are squinting a bit..." he reached over and placed a gentle warm but calloused hand to her forehead and frowned "you have a slight fever too... you must be overly exhausted..." without asking he simply scooped her up gently and carried her to the bed causing her to panic. He placed her gently down before grabbing a cloth and soaking it with water, he dabbed her forehead gently "sorry if that was too forward, if this is from over exhaustion I didn't want you to waste more energy walking over to the bed..." Oliver explained, "how long were you out there?"

"a week.... Why?" she asked finding it hard to stay awake in such a comfortable bed. Her eyes were drooping as she heard him click his tongue a few times. "seven days without sleep can really affect someone... and that's not including the labor you were putting your body through with rowing. You really risked your life love, now just rest, I will check in on you in a few hours alright? You are safe here." Oliver said gently before leaving her in his cabin to order around the crew, the older pirate from before raised an eyebrow at the lack of the new member till Oliver spoke "lads we have a new member of the crew! The lad from before has joined our ranks but to test his loyalty I have made him my first mate, if he can keep ye lot in line and not deceive me then he is worth being in this crew! As you know anyone who deceives me or plans a mutiny or is part of a mutiny will be shot after dealing with the capt'n's daughter!" his tone was cold and emotionless as his face seemed nothing like the gentleman from behind closed doors. To his crew he was cold and cruel nothing like his true nature, he silently worried he would scare the young woman if she saw him like this. There was just something about her that he was simply drawn to even though she didn't speak much to him.

A few hours later he went to check on her like he had promised and knocked lightly before walking into the cabin, a dark blush covered his cheeks when he realized she was re-binding her breasts. He couldn't look away as he just gawked at her resulting in a slap to the face. He didn't even really react, he wasn't used to seeing the female form in all of its glory, yes he had seen it a few times, due to a promiscuous French woman he knew all too well, but when it came to other women it just left him baffled. He held his face as (name) gasped, a dark bruise was forming on his cheek as he breathed out "ow... sorry I should have knocked louder... I thought you were still asleep"

"I'm so sorry! I just reacted! Are you alright?" she blushed and checked his cheek "oh dear that's going to be a deep bruise..." she bit her lip and looked over at him waiting for him to reply. He took a few deep breaths before speaking up "I should apologize I should have covered my eyes... I was just in so much shock I stood there dumbstruck... I must seem like a pervert to you, I am so terribly sorry" he bowed his head "unlike most men here on this ship I don't usually see women in their natural beauty... so I'm not used to reacting fast and looking away and such..." he cleared his throat and avoided looking her in the eyes.

The young woman smiled "you are one of the few men who I have met whom are able to apologize when you offend a woman... that isn't something to be ashamed of." Her words made the young captain smile softly before finally remembering why he came back to the cabin "oh right how are you feeling?"

The (h/c) woman shrugged and leaned back down to rest "a bit better but it is still hot in here..." Oliver frowned and opened the port window so the sea breeze could come in and checked her temperature again "your fever has gone up love... you will need to sweat it out..." his fretting made her chuckle which confused the young man. "what's so funny about you being ill, Miss?" he frowned till she replied "you sound like my dad... I have always wound up sick from over exhaustion, so this is normal for me."

Oliver chuckled light-heartedly and ruffled (name)'s hair gently "please be more careful then. After all, I don't want to lose my first mate before she can help me run this ship!" he gently too her hand and kissed the top of it gently causing the young woman to blush lightly at the gesture. He then gently dabbed away her sweat again with a wet cloth, humming a shanty absentmindedly causing the young maiden to drift off to sleep comfortably with a warm smile on her lips.