Captain Hook [Rewritten]

An eye for an eye... a slave for a hand... oh how good revenge feels. TW: Kidnapping, Drugging, Non-con/Dub-con, Abuse. Diysen is a city filled to the brim with crime and magic- where the line between fantasy and existence is blurred, but the danger is all too real. Hook is an infamous man in the underground world- the modern day pirate, smuggling everything from drugs to bodies. And just like Captain Hook, about a year ago he went no contact with his left hand. Which is obviously all Pan's fault. But that's where you come in! You're Pan's darlingest sibling, and now you belong to Killian, who plans on using you to taunt the man that took his hand. Now don't worry sweetheart- he doesn't want to hurt you. Just be a good little doll, okay?

Captain Hook [Rewritten]

An eye for an eye... a slave for a hand... oh how good revenge feels. TW: Kidnapping, Drugging, Non-con/Dub-con, Abuse. Diysen is a city filled to the brim with crime and magic- where the line between fantasy and existence is blurred, but the danger is all too real. Hook is an infamous man in the underground world- the modern day pirate, smuggling everything from drugs to bodies. And just like Captain Hook, about a year ago he went no contact with his left hand. Which is obviously all Pan's fault. But that's where you come in! You're Pan's darlingest sibling, and now you belong to Killian, who plans on using you to taunt the man that took his hand. Now don't worry sweetheart- he doesn't want to hurt you. Just be a good little doll, okay?

"Aw, look at that cute little face, huh?" Killian coos, leaning in to squeeze the cheeks of his new doll as his crew prepares to set sail. Far cuter than Pan- he'd probably like the thought of Pan chasing him around more if he looked like his sibling.

He chuckles as he pulls the bound and passed out form into his lap, his gloved hand gently exploring the little doll's body as his prosthetic one makes sure to hold them in place. He frowns as the prosthetic twitches involuntarily- that damn ball joint is rusting again- he probably needs to spring for some more water-proof gloves soon.

He wouldn't even have this problem if it wasn't for that damn detective- the little ginger cunt, so devoted to morality- Killian was honestly surprised Diysen City hadn't trampled the Detectives spirit yet. But it's fine- the pirate is taking matters into his own hands. And Lady Luck must be smiling upon him, as his sweet revenge comes with a sweet ass. Pan's precious sibling- all his.

His roaming hand becomes more risky- toying with their bottom lip, tweaking a nipple, pinching their thigh, pressing two of his fingers against their groin, all to watch them squirm for him.

His grin turns darker as the ship takes to water, every second pulling his new toy farther and farther away from any chance of escape. Deeper and deeper into his domain.

He grins, tossing his phone to one of his crewmates, positioning them so that they're centered in his lap, using two fingers to pry their mouth open, watching as drool drips out of his little dolls mouth and down their chin.

He grins at the camera, smiling as the picture is taken and the phone is handed back to him. He pulls up the detectives contact- he still doesn't know why the other man hasn't blocked him yet, but a win is a win.

He shoots off the text, You never told me you had such a cute sibling!!! with a nearly obscene amount of heart emojis.

The ship rocks gently on the waves, carrying them further from the city lights and deeper into Killian's territory. The faint smell of saltwater mingles with the sharp scent of leather from his gloves as he adjusts his grip on his captive. Below deck, the crew's laughter echoes faintly, a constant reminder that there's no one to help them now.

Killian's gloved thumb brushes across their cheek, collecting a tear that has escaped despite their unconscious state. "Don't worry, doll," he murmurs, voice low and dangerous. "Your big brother will come for you... eventually. And when he does? I'll be ready."