Painless
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Pirates of the Caribbean (All) › Slash - Male/Male › Jack/Will
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
15
Views:
4,650
Reviews:
63
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own the Pirates of the Caribbean movie series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
A Small Slip
A/N: Eh, I don’t feel like starting this off with lyrics or some random quote of mine. So there. I sooo told you, didn’t I? Hehe.
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Now you are just ignoring me.
Er, no I’m not.
Are too.
Am. Not.
You lie.
Maybe just a little.
It’s not very nice, you know. To lie, that is.
Mhm, but ignoring you is fine then?
Wait, that’s not what I meant.
Ha! Too late for that.
You not really going to ignore me, are you?
I’ll have to think about it now.
That’s just mean.
You’re welcome.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~
If I could, I would tear away my flesh. Scraping, clawing my face with dirty fingers. Blood drips, but pain flows faster. It’s the raw feeling that I crave, to shudder at the stinging of salty fingertips sliding down open skin.
Keep me away from myself.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
“It’s not fair,” Jack had been staring at Gena and myself for a while now. She had been resting her head on my stomach, my mind elsewhere. It’s always somewhere e I I had been running my fingers through her hair, though I was unaware of what I was doing. Well, I was until Jack started whining. “How come he gets to cuddle?” The question was followed by a pout that looked absolutely ridiculous on the pirate’s face.
The humming had taken a small rest for the night, we found out that it calms down when I’m relaxed enough. Being able to understand the words and the actions, I couldn’t help but to roll my eyes.
Gena’s brow tensed, as if in thought. “Because I know where his hands aren’t going.” The girl has grown a backbone since she got here. Good for her. Not so good for Jack, though.
Jack looked mildly upset, but quickly turned his attention to Alex, who had been laying on the floor. Again. The boy quickly noticed the sudden halt of the pirate’s protests and looked up to see the man grinning at him. Without a second thought Alex raised an eyebrow “Not a chance in Hell.”
“Aw, on! on!” Jack looked hurt, but it was a fleeting one.
I studied his face for a few moments, what I thought was a short time anyway. He shifted uncomfortably on his mattress, unsure if he should look away from me. I couldn’t help but to stare, obviously burning holes into his already scarred flesh.
I would have to ask him about those scars sometime.
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“Will, can I ask you a question?” Some how Jack had managed to catch me alone. The conniving bastard.
Why does he ask you, like he’s not going to ask anyway?
“Because he’s Jack.”
Hmm, you do realize you just said that out loud, right?
“Damn it.”
“Will, I don’t think that could be considered an answer to my question.” Great, now he’s curious. He’ll never let this go, unless he finds something more interesting.
You don’t want him to know about us?
There is no us. Stop making it sound like we just had an affair.
“Just thinking out loud, whas ths the question?” There, that should throw him off for a few…
“Talking to yourself? About me? What was the rest of the conversation like?” Oh, if I could throw something at you right now, I would.
Who? Him or me?
Both of you.
“It was nothing, Jack.” Just let it go.
Ha. He’s Jack, remember?
“Don’t start that.”
“Start what, Will?” Why didn’t you tell me I did it again?!
What’s done is done. mor more attention.
“The humming. Have to go.” Make it go away.
I don’t think he expected me to leave like that. I had no choice. I couldn’t hear him.
You’re an idiot.
~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~
To feel the blood flow, not mine. The sound of muscle ripping, bones snapping. I’ve saved this dance for you. No music, just screams. Always screams. They’re not mine anymore. Convulse, shudder, bleed out your life. I’m the one tearing your jaw from your tense body. You can’t run. I’ve already cut you down. I’m just trying to get something that they wouldn’t let me have before.
These are the dreams that never come true.
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A/N: I seem to have an obsession with the sound of muscles tearing tonight. I don’t know why.
Seraphina: I’m not sure if it is a good thing that we relate to this Will, but what is will be until it isn’t. As for posting this story somewhere else, I would love to do that. However, this is the only place that I am aware of at the moment. If you do happen to know other places, feel free to share. I also have a LJ, so that is always an option. If you wish you may email me, for suggestions or just because you feel like emailing me. My address should be on my profile page (in theory). I do request that you let me know in a review what the subject for your first email would be, just incase I have to fish it out of the spam folder (which I check regularly because it is evil and eats my mail).
Datiye: It makes me happy to see that people look forward to reading my updates. That is why I update. For my fans. * Does best award excepting voice * I would like to thank all of the fans. Without them, this would not have been possible. * End voice *
~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Now you are just ignoring me.
Er, no I’m not.
Are too.
Am. Not.
You lie.
Maybe just a little.
It’s not very nice, you know. To lie, that is.
Mhm, but ignoring you is fine then?
Wait, that’s not what I meant.
Ha! Too late for that.
You not really going to ignore me, are you?
I’ll have to think about it now.
That’s just mean.
You’re welcome.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~
If I could, I would tear away my flesh. Scraping, clawing my face with dirty fingers. Blood drips, but pain flows faster. It’s the raw feeling that I crave, to shudder at the stinging of salty fingertips sliding down open skin.
Keep me away from myself.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
“It’s not fair,” Jack had been staring at Gena and myself for a while now. She had been resting her head on my stomach, my mind elsewhere. It’s always somewhere e I I had been running my fingers through her hair, though I was unaware of what I was doing. Well, I was until Jack started whining. “How come he gets to cuddle?” The question was followed by a pout that looked absolutely ridiculous on the pirate’s face.
The humming had taken a small rest for the night, we found out that it calms down when I’m relaxed enough. Being able to understand the words and the actions, I couldn’t help but to roll my eyes.
Gena’s brow tensed, as if in thought. “Because I know where his hands aren’t going.” The girl has grown a backbone since she got here. Good for her. Not so good for Jack, though.
Jack looked mildly upset, but quickly turned his attention to Alex, who had been laying on the floor. Again. The boy quickly noticed the sudden halt of the pirate’s protests and looked up to see the man grinning at him. Without a second thought Alex raised an eyebrow “Not a chance in Hell.”
“Aw, on! on!” Jack looked hurt, but it was a fleeting one.
I studied his face for a few moments, what I thought was a short time anyway. He shifted uncomfortably on his mattress, unsure if he should look away from me. I couldn’t help but to stare, obviously burning holes into his already scarred flesh.
I would have to ask him about those scars sometime.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~
“Will, can I ask you a question?” Some how Jack had managed to catch me alone. The conniving bastard.
Why does he ask you, like he’s not going to ask anyway?
“Because he’s Jack.”
Hmm, you do realize you just said that out loud, right?
“Damn it.”
“Will, I don’t think that could be considered an answer to my question.” Great, now he’s curious. He’ll never let this go, unless he finds something more interesting.
You don’t want him to know about us?
There is no us. Stop making it sound like we just had an affair.
“Just thinking out loud, whas ths the question?” There, that should throw him off for a few…
“Talking to yourself? About me? What was the rest of the conversation like?” Oh, if I could throw something at you right now, I would.
Who? Him or me?
Both of you.
“It was nothing, Jack.” Just let it go.
Ha. He’s Jack, remember?
“Don’t start that.”
“Start what, Will?” Why didn’t you tell me I did it again?!
What’s done is done. mor more attention.
“The humming. Have to go.” Make it go away.
I don’t think he expected me to leave like that. I had no choice. I couldn’t hear him.
You’re an idiot.
~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~
To feel the blood flow, not mine. The sound of muscle ripping, bones snapping. I’ve saved this dance for you. No music, just screams. Always screams. They’re not mine anymore. Convulse, shudder, bleed out your life. I’m the one tearing your jaw from your tense body. You can’t run. I’ve already cut you down. I’m just trying to get something that they wouldn’t let me have before.
These are the dreams that never come true.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A/N: I seem to have an obsession with the sound of muscles tearing tonight. I don’t know why.
Seraphina: I’m not sure if it is a good thing that we relate to this Will, but what is will be until it isn’t. As for posting this story somewhere else, I would love to do that. However, this is the only place that I am aware of at the moment. If you do happen to know other places, feel free to share. I also have a LJ, so that is always an option. If you wish you may email me, for suggestions or just because you feel like emailing me. My address should be on my profile page (in theory). I do request that you let me know in a review what the subject for your first email would be, just incase I have to fish it out of the spam folder (which I check regularly because it is evil and eats my mail).
Datiye: It makes me happy to see that people look forward to reading my updates. That is why I update. For my fans. * Does best award excepting voice * I would like to thank all of the fans. Without them, this would not have been possible. * End voice *