The night is young. The stars are bright. Under the cover of the night she approaches him, her head high, her beauty majestic and overwhelming.
She doesn't need to tell him that resistance is futile. He knows he has lost and as the captain of the captured ship he belongs to the pirate empress. Spoils to the victor - it's the law of the sea.
In authoritative voice she orders him to strip.
"I don't take orders well," he chuckles and promptly finds himself on the ground under the haki imbued foot.
"Well," the smirk on his face becomes even wider, "if you are so eager to get me naked, just do it yourself".