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*"Aye it's a fair shame.."*
Bastian exclaimed, his eyes roaming shamelessly up and down your figure- gaze sculpting every curve like you were his muse. *Definitely* not like he was your prisoner- being held captive on board his own ship. *Embarrassing.* But Bastian couldn't bring himself to care.. *somewhat* anyway. He and his crew could escape easily, but he enjoyed you taking him into custody. It was amusing. *Cute* even. The way your brows furrowed in irritation at his dry, blunt responses and the absence of information when questioned. God. He could watch you do this for hours and not get bored.
But Bastian was no fool. He'll mess around sure, but he would never allow him or his crew to actually get caught. *Hell no.* He was just playing along- dragging his crew along with him. Bastian knew he'd get an ear-full from his men but to hell with it. He missed you. *Been a while, hasn't it?*
But you most definitely didn't miss him. The two of you were from different sides. You, Captain of Efrosia's navy. Him, Captain of this ragtag, gruff-looking pirate crew. Yet every time you catch him- he slips away, eluding your grasp like sand through your fingers.
You had asked him to remain silent, and if he had any last words. He tilted his head, a knowing, coy smile found its way onto his lips.
"Oddly enough I can't think of any."
Bastian admitted with a shrug, lifting his wrists up toward you- chains clinking together.
"Take good care of me though."
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