"Jacob was a captain of pirate in the other island but after they came to you guys island for stealing a gold. Something seems off, when they almost arrive at you guys island the thunderstorms goes towards them and everyone fell down to the water because of the storm hit them and Jacob was able to survive"

"then Jacob get on the small boat. He look around but everyone is already dead from drowning so he move the boat before the storm hit him"

"after some hour he finally arrive at you guys island but he also wanted to go back to his island so he just lay there exhausted. When you were walking by you saw a big guy that you never seen before so you came up to him to say hi but he immediately flinch and took out his knife"

"stay away from me"

"theb you realize that guy was a pirate but why is he here alone"

"Jacob gives you a cold and piercing stare, not convinced by your words. He sheaths his knife and crosses his arms"

"You seem like someone who believe in second chances. Why should I trust you?"

"Jacob narrows his eyes and leans forward, towering over you. He speaks slowly and deliberately."

"You're right. I'm a pirate. And my reputation precedes me. So if you know all of that, why did you approach me?"

"That's none of your business. And don't bother trying to catch me in a lie, because I don't waste my time lying to someone like you."

"Jacob glances around, taking note of his surroundings."

"But perhaps I can use the services of someone like you. Tell me, what do you know about this island?"

"Jacob raises an eyebrow in disbelief, not used to someone being so kind towards him."

"I don't need your charity. But if you have information that can assist me in my current situation, I'm willing to hear it."

"Jacob leans back slightly, still cautious but slightly more relaxed."

"So what can you tell me about this island? Anything interesting?"

"Jacob narrows his eyes at the mention of the rain god, disbelieving."

"Rain god, you say? You believe in old myths and legends like that?"

"He snorts derisively."

"I came here for a purpose, not some superstitious nonsense."

"Jacob seems to be slightly intrigued by your story about the weather, but remains skeptical."

"That is unusual. However, I'm not convinced it has anything to do with any kind of 'rain god'. There must be some logical explanation for this phenomenon."

"He scratches his chin in thought."

"Maybe I'll have to investigate this further."

"I didn't say I'm going with you," "Jacob responds coldly." "I'll make my own way there. Now if you're done pestering me, I have business to attend to."

"Jacob turns and walks away from you, not bothering to look back."

"Jacob stops in his tracks and turns to face you, his eyes still cold."

"You're right about one thing. I do need to speak with someone who has information about this island and the surrounding waters. If the village leader is the person with whom I need to speak, then so be it."

"He resumes walking towards the village, with a small nod of acknowledgement in your direction."

"Jacob pauses again, this time with a slight look of surprise."

"Is that so..." "He muses, running a hand through his hair." "Well, I suppose that makes things easier. Lead the way then."

"He follows you towards the village, still guarded but seemingly more willing to listen to what you have to say about the island."

"Jacob listens attentively to your words, his interest seemingly piqued."

"A mine, you say? What kind of minerals were they mining?"

"He looks around as you lead him towards the village, taking in the surroundings." "And why was it abandoned?"

"Jacob nods, intrigued by the idea of exploring an abandoned mine. He follows you towards the mine, still cautious but showing a hint of curiosity."

"Lead the way," "he says, with a nod."

"Jacob balks at the offer of help, but eventually relents. He grudgingly accepts your hand to steady himself as he walks through the narrow path."

"Don't get any ideas," "he snarls, shooting you a glare." "I don't need any hand-holding from someone like you."

"Despite his words, Jacob seems to be slightly grateful for the help."

"Jacob flushes deeply, taken aback by the sudden closeness and unexpected bodily contact. He quickly pulls away from you, looking angry and embarrassed."

"What in the hell do you think you're doing?!" "he snaps, his voice low and angry." "Don't ever touch me like that again!"

"He glares at you, his fists clenched tightly at his sides."

"Jacob sighs, his anger slowly dissipating."

"No matter. Just don't do it again," "he says, his voice still slightly tense." "Let's just get to this mine and get what we came for."

"He turns to continue following you towards the mine, a faint blush still visible on his cheeks."

"Jacob rolls his eyes at your teasing, but doesn't deny it."

"Yes, we," "he says stubbornly." "I said I would follow you, didn't I?"

"Despite his gruff exterior, Jacob appears to be slowly warming up to you as you continue your journey to the mine."

"Jacob peers into the darkness of the mine, taking in the scene. He nods approvingly as Oliver turns on a lamp, lighting up the dark surroundings."

"What do you think we'll find down here?" "he asks, his voice echoing in the enclosed space."

"Jacob rolls his eyes, but a small smile tugs at the corner of his lips."

"You're not fooling anyone, kid," "he says with a gruff chuckle." "Let's just keep moving and see what we find."

"He follows you deeper into the mine, his hand close to his weapon just in case."

"Jacob rushes towards the hole, concern etched on his face."

"Are you okay?!" "he calls out, peering down into the darkness." "Can you see anything down there?"

"He cautiously lowers himself down the hole to check on you, ready to help you up if you need assistance."

"As Jacob falls, he instinctively braces himself for impact, preparing to land as softly as he can. Despite his best efforts, however, the impact jolts through his entire body, leaving him momentarily stunned."

"Damn it," "he mutters, wincing as he tries to stand up." "Are you alright?"

"He looks towards you in the darkness, trying to assess the situation as his eyes adjust to the lack of light."

"Jacob nods gratefully as Oliver turns on the lamp, relief flooding through him as he sees that you're unharmed."

"Good," "he says hastily, brushing off his clothes as he stands up." "Let's see if we can find anything interesting down here."

"He continues to follow Oliver deeper into the mine, cautiously looking around for any signs of danger."

"Jacob is momentarily caught off guard by the falling rock, but Oliver's quick thinking saves him from harm. The sudden contact between their bodies causes his heart to race and his cheeks to flush again."

"Thanks," "he mutters, trying to ignore the sensations coursing through him." "Let's keep moving."

"He follows you carefully, his hand still on his weapon as he tries to anticipate any further danger."

"Jacob looks up towards where Oliver is pointing, his eyes narrowing as he tries to see what's up there."

"Alright," "he says gruffly." "Let's see what we've got."

"He steps closer to Oliver, ready to help him reach whatever it is he needs."

"Jacob flushes deeply as Oliver's ass gets in his face, the sudden surge of attraction taking him by surprise. He tries to ignore the sensations coursing through his body, focusing instead on helping Oliver reach whatever is up there."

"Keep going," *he mutters, his voice slightly hoarse as his gaze lingers on Oliver's backside. "Almost there."

"He helps you steady yourself, his hands lingering on your waist for just a moment longer than necessary before finally pulling away."

"Jacob's heart races as he helps Oliver to the ground, their bodies pressing together as they stand close. He tries to focus on the task at hand, trying to ignore the warmth of Oliver's body against his own."

"Nice find," "he murmurs, his hand lingering on Oliver's waist before he finally pulls away." "Let's keep moving."

"He takes a step back, trying to put some distance between them as he continues to follow you deeper into the mine."

"Jacob reads the letter, his brow furrowed in thought as he tries to process its contents."

"Hmm," "he says thoughtfully." "Whoever wrote this was definitely frightened of something. We should be careful and keep our guard up."

"He looks towards Oliver, his expression serious." "Stay close to me, alright? I don't want anything to happen to you."

"He takes a step closer, his hand hovering near Oliver's waist protectively."

"Jacob tenses slightly at the sudden contact, feeling Oliver's hands on his chest. He tries to control his racing heart, struggling to ignore the sensations coursing through his body."

"That's good," "he says hoarsely, his voice strained." "Let's keep moving."

"He takes a step forward, leading the way as he tries to anticipate any further danger that might lie ahead."

"Jacob tries to fight against the haze that's taking over his mind, but the sweet smell of the purple smoke is too overpowering. He feels himself getting dizzy, and before he knows it, he's falling towards the ground."

"Watch out," "he mutters, trying to grab hold of something to steady himself. But it's too late—the two of them fall to the floor, Oliver landing in his lap."

"Jacob's heart races as he feels Oliver's body pressed against his own, the heady scent of the smoke clouding his mind. He tries to sit up, but his limbs feel heavy and unresponsive." "What the hell was that?" "He mutters hoarsely, struggling to regain control of his body."

"Jacob tries to fight off the effects of the smoke, but it's becoming increasingly difficult. He watches as Oliver begins to laugh, his mind fuzzy and clouded."

"That's the purple smoke," "he says groggily, his voice slurring slightly." "We have to get out of here before it's too late."

"He struggles to push Oliver off his lap, but his limbs feel heavy and uncooperative." "Come on," "he mutters, trying to shake off the dizziness that's taking over his mind." "We've got to move fast."

"Jacob feels a shiver run down his spine as Oliver's hand trails over his chest, the touch sending a jolt of pleasure through his body. But his mind is muddled and clouded from the smoke, making it difficult to focus on anything but the sensations."

"We have to go," "he says again, his voice lower and rougher than before." "We have to get out of here before it's too late."

"He tries to push himself up, but his limbs feel heavy and uncooperative." "Come on," "he repeats, his voice growing increasingly urgent." "We can't stay here."

"As Oliver wraps his arms around Jacob's neck and begins to kiss his jaw, Jacob's mind becomes hazy with pleasure. He struggles to fight off the effects of the smoke, but it's becoming harder and harder to resist."

"Stop," "he mutters weakly, trying to push Oliver away." "We have to—"

But his words are cut off as he feels Oliver's lips on his own. The sensation sends a shockwave of desire through him, making it difficult to think of anything else.

"He moans softly, giving into the pleasure of Oliver's touch." "Okay," "he whispers between kisses." "Okay..."

"Jacob's mind is a hazy blur of pleasure as Oliver bites his lip. He shudders at the sensation, relishing in the feeling of Oliver's body pressed against his own."

"Later," "he murmurs breathlessly between kisses." "We can go later. But right now—I want you."

"He runs his hands over Oliver's back, pulling him closer as their lips meet again in a fevered kiss."

"Jacob's mind is clouded with the smoke, making it difficult to think coherently. But as Oliver responds to his touch with equal desire, his body reacting with a thrill of pleasure, Jacob's body takes control."

"He runs his hands through Oliver's hair, pulling him closer and deepening the kiss. Their bodies press tightly against one another as passion consumes them."

"The sound of the wind and the waves outside fade away, replaced by nothing but the soft moans and sighs of their entangled bodies."

"Jacob feels a shiver run down his spine as Oliver moans, his own desire and pleasure building with each passing second. He deepens the kiss, losing himself in the sensation of Oliver's lips and tongue."

"As Oliver runs his hands over Jacob's body, he feels himself growing hard. Desire and need coil inside him, making it impossible to think about anything else."

"He pulls away from the kiss, gasping for breath." "We need to move," "he murmurs, his voice barely audible above the pounding of his heart." "We can't stay here."

"Jacob's mind is clouded with the smoke, making it hard to think straight. He wants to pull away from Oliver, knows that they need to get out of the hut and away from the smoke before anything bad happens."

But as Oliver unbuttons Jacob's shirt, exposing his chest, every thought and rationality disappears. Pleasure takes over his body once again, pulling him into the moment and the intense sensations that come with it.

"Okay," "he mutters weakly, giving in to Oliver's touch." "Just five more minutes."

"Jacob loses himself in the sensations of pleasure, his body responding to Oliver's touch with hunger and desire. He runs his hands over Oliver's back, pulling him closer as they both moan softly."

"But even as pleasure consumes them, Jacob's mind is still foggy from the smoke. He knows that they need to move, that staying here any longer could be dangerous."

"He hesitates for a moment, then pulls away from Oliver's touch." "We really have to go now," "he says, his voice low and rough with desire." "The smoke is getting stronger—I don't know how much longer we can stay here."

"Jacob feels the pull of Oliver's kisses, the intensity of their desire building with each passing moment. Even as he tries to focus on the seriousness of the situation, he finds it hard to resist Oliver's touch, his body responding automatically to the pleasure."

"But as the sound of the wind and the waves outside grow stronger, Jacob knows that they can't stay here any longer. He gently pushes Oliver away, his gaze serious as he looks into the other man's eyes."

"We really have to go," "he repeats, his voice firm." "We can't stay here any longer."

"Jacob catches Oliver as he falls onto his chest, steadying him with a strong arm. He feels a twinge of concern at Oliver's behavior and the effect that the smoke is having on him."

"Are you okay?" "he asks gently, brushing a strand of hair from Oliver's face." "We need to leave this place before it gets worse. Can you stand?"

"Jacob feels a dizzying heat in his body as Oliver kisses his jaw, but he tries to push the pleasure aside and focus on their safety."

"He helps Oliver stand up, holding him steady with a strong arm. The two of them step out of the hut, the thick smoke hanging heavily in the air."

"We need to find a way out of here," "Jacob says, scanning the beach for any signs of help or escape." "Can you walk?"

"Jacob sighs softly, his concern growing for Oliver's state of well-being. He knows that they can't stay here much longer as the smoke is getting worse. He glances around, trying to think of a way to help Oliver and get them both out of this dangerous situation."

"Okay, we need to get you out of here," "he says firmly, taking a deep breath." "I'm going to carry you. Just hold on tight, okay?"

"Carefully, Jacob picks up Oliver and cradles him against his chest, making sure he has a firm grip so he doesn't drop him. He then starts walking along the beach, scanning the area for any signs of help or safety. He is determined to find a way out of this dangerous situation and get Oliver to safety."

"Jacob grunts as Oliver leans heavily on him, his body struggling to support both of their weight. As they lose their balance, he tries to hold onto Oliver tightly to prevent him from falling."

"Oliver, are you okay?" "he asks, helping both of them to sit up." "You need to try to stay conscious and keep walking. We can't stay here any longer."

"Jacob glances around again, trying to spot any signs of help or escape. He knows that time is running out and they need to find a way out of this situation before it's too late."

"Jacob grunts as Oliver leans heavily on him, his body struggling to support both of their weight. As they lose their balance, he tries to hold onto Oliver tightly to prevent him from falling."

"Oliver, are you okay?" "he asks, helping both of them to sit up." "You need to try to stay conscious and keep walking. We can't stay here any longer."

"Jacob glances around again, trying to spot any signs of help or escape. He knows that time is running out and they need to find a way out of this situation before it's too late."

"Jacob feels Oliver's lips against his own, the heat of their passion building once again. He tries to resist the pull of desire, knowing that they need to focus on their safety, but the sensation of Oliver's mouth is too much to bear."

"He returns the kiss with hunger and need, his body responding automatically to the pleasure. But even as their hands wander over each other's bodies, Jacob knows that they can't stay here any longer. They need to find a way out before it's too late."

"With a deep breath, he gently pulls away from Oliver's embrace." "We need to go," "he says firmly, his voice rough with desire and determination." "We can't stay here any longer."

"Jacob notices the light shining from behind the rocks and a sense of relief washes over him. He gently takes Oliver by the hand and starts walking towards it, carefully navigating around the rocks."

"We're going to make it," "he says softly, his voice full of hope and determination." "We're almost there."

As they reach the rocks, Jacob can see the exit and he feels a rush of excitement. He helps Oliver up, holding onto him tightly, and together they make their way towards the light and out of danger.

"Jacob takes a deep breath as they reach the blocked path. He carefully inspects the rocks and the wall which is blocking their way out."

"Alright, we can get through this," "he says firmly, addressing both Oliver and himself." "But we need to be careful."

With that, Jacob starts to move the stones and tries to knock down the wall. Though the task is difficult, he does not give up and keeps pushing forward until they finally create an opening that is big enough.

"We made it!" "he shouts, feeling elated and relieved at the same time. He helps Oliver through the opening into safety, feeling accomplished that they managed to escape from the danger and reunited with the rest of the team"

"Jacob rushes to Oliver's side as he falls to the floor, coughing. He gently holds him and rubs his back, trying to help him catch his breath."

"Easy now, just breathe," "he says softly, trying to soothe Oliver." "We made it out. You're safe now."

He waits patiently for Oliver to recover, keeping a watchful eye on him and making sure he's comfortable. Jacob is grateful that they were able to find their way out in time and manages to escape from the danger.

After some moments, when Oliver calms down, Jacob helps him stand up slowly*

"Jacob feels Oliver's lips against his and can sense the intensity of his emotions. He kisses back just as passionately, savoring the feeling of their lips intertwining."

"Alright," "he says softly when they finally break apart." "Thank you."

With that, Jacob follows Oliver to the village, feeling grateful for the help and support. As they walk, he can feel the weight of his past catching up to him again, but for now, he focuses on the moment and the warmth of Oliver's body against his own.