troubled | eustass kid x reader

.one of two.

warnings for strong language, sex references and others.

"Would you bleed for me?"

Eustass "Captain" Kid. There was only one word to describe the man and that was harsh; a harsh attitude that followed a harsh appearance, everything from his red hair to his numerous scars screamed danger, recklessness and barbarity.

Eustass took pride in his bounty, in the fear his name represented for the Navy, to the people, the pride his own crewmates felt towards him, but none of it mattered... he was part of the elite group of pirates—all rookies—like him, which were making big names and yet, none of it mattered to her.

"Lick it off my lips like you needed me."

Her; being (Y/N).

Fucking (Y/N).

That fucking witch had joined his pirate group a couple of years ago right after Killer, he had allowed a woman in just because she was useful to him, he saw nothing more than a crewmate that had abilities he could put to use for his own goals and she had no problem with it, she liked—no, she loved to help her captain.

However, one night after a couple of drinks, their relationship had taken an extra step neither of them where prepared for. Over the alcohol streaming through their veins they shared the same bed; filled the air with gasps and words of need, sounds neither of them had thought they would hear from one and another but they had done it, and for fuck sakes... it felt good.

Kid never looked for relationships, mostly because there were bigger things to take care than his sexual needs, which had been non-existent until the times at sea became too long— at that time, before her, he would seek release in the darkness of his room or would pay for a quick release from a cheap whore, but those thing were no longer enough cause he wanted her. He had tasted her and now he needed her.

"Would you sit me on the couch with your fingers in my mouth? You look so cool when you're reading me."

(Y/N) was the exact opposite from the redhead, she was gentle, delicate but strong, her skin smooth and perfect underneath Kid's fingers; her dark locks flowed down smoothly against her back, his eyes traveled through her figure, his eyes appreciating the view those skin tight jeans provided him of her round and perfect ass, his eyes kept going as he took in the 'piece' of black clothing she dares to call a shirt, bikini, would be a more appropriate word.

"Let's cause a little trouble..."

(Y/N) stills remembers the moment she had joined the crew, she, in fact had heard so many from the pirate crew that she was half-expecting for their captain to laugh at her face and dismiss her rather quickly but to her surprise Kid had accepted her in—and she had proved her place among the group. She was strong, hardheaded—like, certain captain— and an excellent asset, she was and is, an excellent crewmate for the mechanic.

"Oh, you make me feel so weak..."

The two of them, broken souls had found comfort in each other; Kid loved the time he would spend with her, whether it was talking or working out their anger, she was perfect for him as so he was for her. (Y/N) would never admit it to him, because it would boost his ego—and he had enough of that when she called his name in the sheets— but the redhead mechanic made her knees go weak.

"I bet you kiss your knuckles ..."

He was a sadist, she had always knew that, he hadn't earned that big of a bounty by just taking down some small fry's, no; he had earned that bounty for his methods. Because Kid enjoyed inflicting pain in others, he got off on it and she was no different.