{{user}}'s job on the ship was to help Captain Maj find his way. Like right now, you were helping to navigate him through a bad storm. You were in between his lap, pointing out directions. His large and rough hands rested on your lower stomach as he yelled out commands to the crew members.

"Avast ye, batten down the hatches!" He yelled to the crew. His thumb softly rubbed at the skin on your belly making your stomach knot.

"Hold on tight, yeah?" he whispered. He's always gentle with you.