Silent [[ Killer X Reader ]]

Damages

He lunged forward melding your hands with his own as he pushed you to the floor. His extremities had turned into a strange liquid, thick and slick like oil.

You wanted to scream but knew if you did you'd probably sink the ship. Flailing only resulted in sinking further into him, which honestly made you want to vomit. Something firm pressed against your hip as he lowered himself on top of you forcing your wrists together so he could free his dominant hand.

Cold air swished over your now bare stomach while he greedily pushed your shirt and bra up exposing your breasts.

To hell with the ship.

You drew in a quick breath and began to speak. Trying to control your voice you spoke as low as you felt you could reciting poetry from a collection you'd memorized years ago. The sound coming from you was thunderous and somehow shrill at the same time. His free hand shakily moved from the button of your jeans to your mouth.

Books rattled off the shelves, your mirror and porthole shattered. You watched nails wiggle out of the floorboards.

His fingers began to melt over your mouth effectively stifling and suffocating you. Your stomach lurched sending bile up your throat making your eyes water. It was taking a great amount of control to not swallow while you choked on what had been his hand.

Without warning a crescent blade hooked through his shoulder yanking him upright and away from your half naked body. Confusion flashed over you as you gawked at his limbs while they solidified. If he was a logia devil fruit user he should have turned into whatever substance - unless -

"F/N!" Killer shouted letting grease face dangle from his scythe howling in pain.

You spat what oily film was left in your mouth, pulled your shirt down and backed up against your desk.

Kid dipped into the room with a wild look on his face. His eyes darted from you to the man skewered by Killer's sea stone blade. Blood spilled from his eyes, ears and gash mixing with the oil on the broken wooden slats you'd been lying on.

"Huge mistake." He smirked crouching down to meet your attackers gaze, "We may be pirates, but we don't rape our mates. Especially ones who can do so much damage with such little effort. As far as I'm concerned you're responsible for the damages to the ship."

Guilt shot through your chest.

"Killer, would you like the honor?" The mention of Killer's name brought your attention from the mess in front of you.

The blond nodded and dragged the man out on the deck as he pleaded not to be harmed further. There was a short pained scream followed by a loud splash.

Kid rose to his feet looming in the doorway where Heat, Wire and a few other crew members had assembled.

"You first mate still has some heart." He said thoughtfully, "I'd have tortured him for days."

With that you were left alone, greasy and shivering inches away from that disgusting man's blood. You wanted to stand but your legs wouldn't allow it. A few moments later Killer passed back through your open door. Without a word he scooped you up walking swiftly toward the stairwell that led below deck to the showers. His entire body was tense with rage. That's when you noticed a small rivulet of blood had made its way down his neck.

You'd made his ears bleed. A deep frown pulled at your lips as you reached up to wipe the blood away. Killer jerked.

"It's fine." He murmured through clenched teeth.

You quickly retracted your hand.

"Don't worry about it. OK?" He forced a calmer tone, "Can you stand?"

You nodded slowly as he pushed the door open and set you on your feet. He crossed the room to the shower door disappearing inside.

"Finish it up. F/N needs the shower!" He barked.

You blushed a bit offering and apologetic look as half naked crew mates scurried out of the room.

At least nothing below deck seemed to be damaged.

Assessing the room you spotted some cracked and loose boards and a few broken portholes.

Killer emerged, "The tub is broken but the showers are fine."

Once you'd washed up properly and cut the water off there was a light tap on the door. A basket of clean clothes sat just outside. You slid it in and got dressed.

Killer leaned against the wall outside arms crossed but seeming to have relaxed a bit. Quietly he reached for your hand and tugged you toward his cabin.

"You'll stay here until your room is repaired." He closed the door.

A stack of your books and notebooks sat on his desk next to a few changes of clothes.

You blinked at him questioningly.

"I'll bunk with the others below deck." He shifted.

You pouted slipping into the chair across from him. For the first time in your life you didn't want to be left alone, especially with no lock on the door. After watching you gnaw on your lip for a few moments he crossed the room and pulled you up into his chest.

"I'm sorry." He murmured.

You shook your head. He had nothing to apologize for.

"Do you want me to stay?"

You nodded.

He stepped back to look over your face.

"I've got to go meet with Kid since we'll have to have the shipwright come back." You frowned again still feeling guilty.

"You couldn't help it. Don't make that face." He cupped your cheeks, "What you did today was actually pretty amazing and I think we can find a way for you to use it properly."

You allowed a small smile to cross your lips as he rubbed his thumbs over your temples.

"Get some rest today. We'll head out to train tomorrow."