***Kid's POV***

I sat down on my bed. That girl was a lot of trouble. He rubbed his head. Now what to do with her… He started thinking about her dance at the house. The way she moved around all of the people and twisted and turned caught his attention. She was even smiling… she must have liked it… I shook my head quickly. I didn't need to think about her again. I remembered the feeling of wanting her to twist closer around me. I growled and tried to forget what happened.

I laid down on my bed and sighed. That bitch was far too much work to get. It'll probably be quiet now… I grinned. I should have some fun with her. It's her own fault anyways. I closed my eyes. I was tired from having to go after that girl every day. I fell asleep soon after that.

I woke quickly, hearing a strange sound. It was quiet, but I knew that it never existed on my ship before. I growled and left my room. The sound was coming from the end of the hallway. I stomped up to the room and slammed the door open. It was the girl's room and she jumped off her bed when the door opened. When she saw me, her face turned red and she stared at the floor. I looked down at myself; I forgot I had left my jacket in my room.

I growled at her idiocy and grabbed her chin to make her face me. I heard a small squeak escape from her before she looked into my eyes. "What the fuck was that sound I was hearing?"

"I- I was… singing…?" she sounded terrified.

I glared at her. Goddamn it, this stupid bitch is going to keep me up with her singing! Her eyes were wide with fear, but something else, too. Her mouth was still open slightly and my mind focused on it for a moment. Shit… I'm going to regret this… I leaned my head forward quickly and forced my lips on her.

***Seraphina's POV***

I was trying to sing quietly to myself, but Kid must have heard me. He burst into my room with only his pants and boots on and I felt embarrassed to see him that way. He wouldn't let me look away, though. I had to explain to him that I was singing (super embarrassing) and he still wouldn't let me go.

I was terrified of him. He looked extremely pissed, but my mind kept focusing on how close he was instead. Damn it! Why can't I… focus…? He began to glare at me and I wanted to run, but I knew I couldn't. That's when he leaned in.

I gasped when his lips were against mine. He quickly shoved his tongue in while my mouth was open. I felt a moan go past my lips. My arms reached up around his neck and pulled him closer. I wanted more of him and pushed back with my own tongue. He pushed me against the wall and shut the door. He pulled away for that moment and I could feel my chest heaving for breath. What's happening to me…? He turned to me and his eyes were dark with want. My breath caught as he walked towards me again.

His lips crashed onto mine again, but I fought back instead of letting him take over this time. He growled against my lips and I shivered. His hands slid down to my waist and pulled me harder against him. I gasped again and he smirked, slipping tongue in my mouth again. He was making me his, but I didn't care. My hands ran up and down his chest, his muscles clenching as I touched them. His pushed me harder into the wall. I shifted my body (it hurt how hard he pushed) and he threw me on the bed.

I landed on my back with my mouth wide open. His quick movements had scared me. He slowly climbed onto my bed until he was over top of me. My breath caught again and my face turned red. He leaned in again when I reached up to him. His body felt so hot against mine and I still wanted him closer. I wrapped my arms around his neck again and pulled him down further. He moved his mouth from mine and bit my neck. I arched my back to his body and lightly moaned. I could feel his smirk against my neck. I was breathing heavily and he didn't seem to be breathing as much as I was. He bit my neck again, interrupting my thoughts.

His lips kept brushing and biting me as he slowly went lower. I tensed my muscles each time he moved. I wanted to move, to touch his body again, but each time I went to, he would move again. It was driving me crazy. His hands moved from my waist to under my shirt, my skin feeling hot everywhere his fingers touched. I shifted my body, and his hands froze for a moment. Then he started moving faster, stronger. I knew he wanted more from me, but I didn't know what I wanted. A squeak passed my lips.

My door slammed open again and Killer walked in. I turned bright red like my hair, but I couldn't move because Kid was still on top of me. He growled softly, stood up, and walked out of the room. I brought my hands up to cover my neck and part of my chest. I didn't want Killer to see what Kid had done. I was embarrassed. Not by the fact that Kid had bitten me, but that I had liked it and wanted more. There's something wrong with me…

Killer touched my arm and I jumped back. He had held onto my arm though, so he could clearly see the bite marks. I knew he wanted to ask, but I only shook my head. He sighed and let me go. I wanted to hide from him and everyone else. I knew my bandages were red in a few spots and I didn't want him to see it. He left in silence and closed the door behind him. I curled up on my bed and tried to forget everything that happened.

***Kid's POV***

God fucking damn it! I slammed my fist into my desk. What the hell was that? I could still feel her hands running down my chest. I hit the desk again. What is it with that stupid girl? I was about to slam my fist into the wall when I heard a knock on my door. I snapped, "Come in."

Killer walked in slowly and shut the door again. He stared at me for a few seconds. I was about to snap at him again when he spoke. "What were you doing?"

"Why the fuck does it matter?" I spat at him. He never flinched, no matter how mad I got. I growled, "Why do you want to know?"

He stepped forward, "I have the general idea of what happened in her room, but I don't think it was a good idea. She-" he paused.

I narrowed my eyes at him. ""She" what?" I stepped closer to him. "You'd better not say "nothing" to me, Killer. I'm not in the mood." I glared at him.

He was still for a minute. I knew he was thinking. "She didn't want me to tell anyone…" he started. I glared. I knew something was up. "She… is afraid of men."

I stared at him for a second before laughing dryly. "Of course! That's why she couldn't fight back and why she always ran. The bitch couldn't do anything against men," I spat out the word. "She's weak, just like the rest of them."

I turned around, but a thought caught in my mind. She was pushing back against me… I swore again and slammed my fist on the wall. If she's so afraid of men, then why would she push against me instead of pulling away from me?! I hated what this girl was doing. First the fire in her eyes, then her dancing, and now her movements. Killer watched me while I slowly came to my conclusion.

I looked at him again. "Was there something else then?"

"Her bandages. Some of her wounds opened up while you two were… together. I think it would be best if you allowed them to heal." Killer stated as if it was a suggestive remark, instead of a command.

I smirked slightly and nodded. It's not like I'd ever go running back to a woman. I snorted. Killer had already left the room so I sat in my chair. I needed to figure things out, but I could only think of one thing. She's afraid of men. A smile slowly appeared on my face. It was going to be fun torturing her.

***time skip***

***Seraphina's POV***

My wounds had healed and all of my bandages were gone. Well, all but one. Kid had a habit of cornering me and pushing me into the wall. I'd always move my arm in front of me, but he would grip it so tightly that it left bruises. Thus, a bandage was always wrapped around my right forearm.

Kid made a show of getting men close to me. More than once I've thought he knew about my fear, but I have nothing to prove it. I would trip over something while the crew was walking and he'd get Heat to pick me up by the waist and carry me around. I'd struggle for a little while, but soon give up. I'd be embarrassed for the rest of the day. And he would always find a way to corner me after that.

I shook slightly and decided. I won't let him do that to me today. I walked outside of my room and ran head first into someone. I fell on my butt and looked up. You have got to be kidding me… Kid was staring down at me with a smirk on his lips.

"You really should watch where you're going." He turned to leave. "Oh, and you really need to apologize to your captain for running into him."

I narrowed my eyes at him. This must be another one of his tricks… I crossed my arms and stared at him. He frowned and growled. I tried to hold my shudder back, but I could still feel it reverberate through my body. He smirked and reached down to pull me up. I flinched involuntarily, but he stilled pulled me up. I looked at the floor and mumbled a thank you.

It wasn't good enough for him though. He grabbed my chin and pulled my head up. I should have known it was going to happen, but I still gasped. And he took advantage of that again to slip his tongue into my mouth. I protested for a second before I tugged on his jacket to bring him closer. He pushed me back into my room, shutting the door. This time when he pushed me into the wall, he picked me up so I was at his height. I wrapped my legs tightly around his body in response. He grabbed my right arm and squeezed where the bruise was. I struggled slightly against his strength for a moment, but soon forgot when his mouth was on mine. His hand kept my arm against the wall and the other slipped under my shirt. I squeaked at his touch, but he only deepened the kiss further. My body was heating up at his touch and I only wanted him more.

I squeezed my legs tighter around him and put my other hand on his chest. His muscles were hard and I could feel them tighten when I moved my fingers. I pulled away from his kiss and tried to catch my breath. When I saw the look in his eyes, my breath hitched. He still wants me… I shivered slightly. He leaned in and bit my neck. I gasped. The marks on my neck from last time had just disappeared recently. A moan followed my gasp when his tongue ran over the bite marks. I pressed into his body, feeling his muscles against me.

A crash happened outside my door and I jumped. Kid bared his teeth and slammed his fist into the wall. I froze, afraid his anger would turn on me. He pulled me away from his body and set me on the ground. When he opened the door, I saw one of the crew men lying unconsciously against the wall. Kid stepped out and glared at the man at the end of the hallway. He ran and Kid followed after him. I slowly fell to the floor. Did I…? Did we almost go too far again…? I felt shocked.

Killer walked past the room, stopping to look at me. He walked into my room and pulled me off the floor. "Kid found the man who threw this guy," he nodded to the man on the floor, "into the wall. He'll probably be finished with him soon. We should go out to the deck and get ready to go for the crew's walk around."

I barely nodded and followed him out. It's probably best Kid didn't come back and find me by myself if he's in a bad mood… I'm not sure I want to know what he would do then… I shivered at the thought. Killer looked down at me, but I shook my head. I don't want anyone- no, I don't NEED anyone to know about this.

It took a few minutes after we reached the deck for Kid to appear and for everyone to leave the ship on our usual outing.