One Man
"... Are you ok - Captain?" Feng MuLing was the first on deck to dare open his mouth and question the man.
XueYa had returned three hours later, and the ship departed from the island of lust as the sun was making its way down from its high seat. Yet, instead of a relaxed atmosphere under the glaring sun, the light bouncing and shimmering from the calm ocean blue, the crew could feel a storm brewing underneath the surface.
"I'm fine," XueYa bit through his tightly clenched teeth as he walked across the main deck with a slight limp to his stride.
The bruising kiss mark right over the collar of his robes was hard to miss, and judging by the size of it, the rest of his body must have been covered in possessive markings. Captain's husband truly was scary - despite his beauty and grace.