The Price of Rum

Title: The Price of Rum (12/?)

Author: Lydia NightShade

Pairing: Jack Sparrow/Will Turner

Rating: NC-17

Warnings: Um….I don’t think there’s anything to really warn about except perhaps a bit more sap… yeah apon reviewing it definitely more sap… more sensitive Jack Sparrow… I mean! Captain, Captain Jack Sparrow nyuk, nyuk, nyuk… oh it’s the same joke throughout the whole story people!! o.O

Archive: It can be put in any list archive that I’ve posted at, anywhere else please ask.

Disclaimer: I so don’t own any of this, I wish believe me, but no it’s all crap.

Feedback: LOVE ME!!!!! *snarff*

Beta: Sara! The sole reason why I’ve decided it’s an okay state and not just the flaccid penis of the U.S.A….hehehehehee! *muwah!* Love you all!

Author’s Notes: I just had to watch Armageddon on telemavision today…and yes I meant to spell it that way! Urm…where was I? Oh yes so you know the “Don’t wanna miss a thing” song always plays and it always puts me in a squishy cushy mood. I got soaked today in the bloody rain! Rahr! I hate it! But it put me in a Ana Maria type-o-mood…I do love that woman!

A/N 2: Speech “blah”; thoughts ‘blah’; passage of time/scene change~*~*~*~*~

Dedication: Urm….SarasurfsHawaii because she just recently archived all my stuff at her site because creating mine is on hold until I get Blinkie fixed up. It’s www.geocities.com/potcpirateslash/index.html submit your fics!!!


“Stop fusing, Jack! I’m completely fi…” Will’s protest was cut off as he fell victim to another coughing fit his lungs were still sensitive. Jack had scooped him up and taken him straight to the ‘sick bay’… after he’d finished hugging the will to live right out of his young lover of course. At present he had Will lying on one of the empty beds, and was cleaning some of the small scratches Will had accumulated in his struggles to escape.

“You almost died William! Don’t expect me not to worry!” Jack shouted a bit harsher than he intended. He noticed Will’s flinch and hurt expression and he sighed, pulling the youth into a tight embrace. “I’m sorry… it’s just…” he sniffled and kissed Will’s temple, “I almost lost you…I thought I’d never see you again… hold you… or hear that angelic voice.” He pulled away and held Will’s youthful face in his hands, smiling slightly.

“I… I was scared,” he mumbled, somewhat embarrassed. Will placed his hands over Jack’s and gave him a gentle smile.

“I think I like you when you’re sober… you get so mushy,” he teased, giggling slightly. Will didn’t want to think about how close he’d come to death, he just wanted to be with his lover. “I love you,” he said softly, pulling Jack close to himself, he needed the contact.

“I don’t see why,” Jack muttered under his breath, sheer self-loathing apparent in his tone.

“What was that?” Will asked, raising his head and looking at Jack in confusion. Jack shook his head.

“Nothing… it’s nothing,” the pirate dismissed, rubbing Will’s arms with the blanket in an attempt to warm him.

“No, no it’s not nothing. You really don’t think I should love you?” Will asked obviously concerned. “Why in the name of bloody figs would you think that?” Will asked, honestly astonished. He pulled the blanket tighter around himself and worried his bottom lip. Jack smiled nervously at the cute display and shrugged. “Tell me why,” Will said sternly. Jack seemed to be debating in his mind what to do. He laughed offhandedly and looked away. Finally he sighed in frustration and turned his back to Will.

“Because…because I’m a horrible man!” he finally burst out, turning around. He began pacing and flailing his arms about as he continued on his rant. “I took an innocent angel and stole him away from the only life he’d even known, brought him on my /pirate/ ship, got him raped and beaten by my worst enemy and, as if that wasn’t bad enough, I almost get him /killed/ because of my lust for battle and plunder! The deepest circles of Hell isn’t reserved for backstabbers and mutineers… it’s reserved for me!” His eyes were watery and Will knew he wanted to cry, but his pride wouldn’t allow it.

Will was dumbfounded. He had no idea his lover had been harboring so much guilt and pain. He had been so caught up in his own misery he had completely forgotten to think of what Jack must have been going through. Will felt tremendous guilt well up in his stomach as he thought of all those times he’d stood on the deck, praying for the strength to throw himself overboard.

“That would’ve killed him,” he murmured, obviously in a daze.

“What?” Jack asked, rubbing his eye, careful not to smudge his kohl. Will snapped out of his reverie and he stumbled over his words.

“Oh! Um… heh, nothing. But Jack, you can’t blame yourself for what’s happened. You saved me from a horrible fate,” he cooed, pulling Jack close and wrapping his arms around the strong waist. “I love you so much. God knows where I’d be without you.” Will confessed, resting his face against Jack’s chest.

bea beaten and raped by a sadistic bastard that wanted to hurt /me/!” Jack moaned, wanting to push Will away, but not wanting to let go. Will stifled a sob and leaned back, staring Jack in the eye for a moment. Suddenly Jack felt a s pai pain on his left cheek. He stumbled back a few paces, holding his face and looking confused.

“Just stop it!” Will scolded. “I know better than anyone how horrible that ordeal was! I hated it! I wouldn’t wish it on my worst enemy!” He stopped as he started to cough again. Jack rushed back to his side, but Will held him at arms length. “I’m fine. Like I was saying, it was awful… but it was only one time. If… if I hadn’t met you… I would have ended up on the street… probably a prostitute… selling my body to the highest bidder.” He shuttered at the thought, and noticed Jack doing the same.

“What happened with… /Him/… was something I’ll never forget… but I’ll get past it.” He said with confidence, dropping his head and fiddling with the blanket nervously. “But I can’t do it without you… I need you to be there for me… because I’m not doing as well as I said I was,” he cried, finally confessing the truth to his lover. Jack felt his heart constrict at the sight and he pulled Will into a tight embrace.

“Of course I’ll be there! I love you more than me own life… more than me rum!” They both shared a teary-eyed chuckle before leaning in for a tender kiss. “You’re so precious to me… but I still should have been there to protect you! I swore a long time ago when I locked that monster away that I would never let what happened to me happen to anyone else.” Jack had to stop a sob before he continued his confession. “But it did… and to the very last person I ever would have wanted it to.” He stroked the silky curls of his lover and buried his face in the crook of Will’s neck.

“I’m so sorry, angel… so very sorry.” Will shook his head and rubbed Jack’s back in small soothing circles.

“Let’s just say we’re both sorry,” he whispered, placing their foreheads together. “I should have listened to you… so we both screwed up. Now let’s not speak of blame or guilt anymore, savvy?” He placed a quick kiss to Jack’s lips before he pulled the man down onto the mattress. He laughed as Jack released a small yelp and fell unceremoniously to the bed.

“What the bloody hell do you think you’re doing?! You’re injured, you have to be more careful!” Jack was truly flustered as he moved quickly to get his body weight off Will. He jumped back up off the bed and pulled Will back into a sitting position. Will stopped laughing and he became very serious.

“Jack… I… when I thought I was going to die… all I could think of was… was how much I wanted to be with you… one last time,” he said softly, playing with the opening of Jack’s shirt. The captain’s eyes practically popped out of his skull.

“I-I’m sorry what?” he fumbled, swallowing rather prominently. “Will… you know I always love being with you, but you’re still hurt and it’s so soon… I don’t think you’re ready.”

“But I want to be with you! I candle dle it… you deserve it… you’ve been so patient,” he started to cry again, but wiped his eyes angrily. “I want you to,” he said seductively, dropping the blanket to expose his bare chest. Jack had to admit he wanted to take up Will’s offer. It had been a long time since they had done anything intimate and Jack missed it… he was only human.

He observed Will’s naked torso and ran a finger down it. He saw the healing burn and sighed… the same body and yet so many new things. He looked at his lover sitting on the table, completely vulnerable. Will fidgeted nervously and it was obvious he was resisting the urge to cover himself back up. Jack didn’t say anything… he just wrapped the blanket back around Will’s body.

“What’s the matter? Don’t you want me anymore?” he asked, sounding hurt and young.

“Are you kidding? You know because of you I never even /look/ at anyone else,” Jack reassured him, holding Will’s chin and kissing him softly. “Believe me luv, desire has nothing to do with this. It’s just too soon. Trust me on this mate, I’ve been there.”

“I’m sorry…” Will whimpered, pulling the blanket closely around his body and crying more. He felt so ashamed. Jack had been so good to him, so patient and he couldn’t even give his lover release. “I want to be with you so badly… but I can’t… I want to… I’m so sorry.” He cried in misery and turned away from Jack. “I’m so disgusting! I hate looking at my body… all these scars and marks… I can’t stop thinking about what he did to me… sometimes I just want to die!”

“No… angel, no,” Jack whispered harshly, pulling Will against his chest. “Don’t think that way about yourself! You aren’t disgusting!” He felt the tears he’d tried to hold back start to trickle down his face again and he inwardly cringed at the idea, but forgot it when he felt Will’s slight frame tremble with anguish. “I couldn’t live without you…” He spoke the words so softly even he barely heard them.

Will almost missed the words. He felt his breath catch in his throat and he held onto his lover tighter. Memories of his near death experience came flashing before his eyes. He’d heard Jack speak those words before… somehow… but he couldn’t remember. He sniffled and held Jack closer, breathing in his unique scent. Jack really was too good to him… so understanding… so gentle. He knew what he had to do.

“I know this hasn’t been easy for you… that you miss us being intimate… I don’t want to be the reason you’re frustrated.” Jack didn’t like where this was going and he liked the pain he heard in Will’s voice even less. “So I… I want you to feel free to go to Ana… or anyone… I just know that you two had a past. She told me a long time ago and gave me pointers on how to handle you… she also warned me how stubborn you were too,” Will teased, smiling slightly, but it was a pathetic attempt and didn’t fool either of them. Jack knew Will didn’t mean what he was saying.

“Aye. Ana Maria and me were once together… twas a long time ago… I was much younger… confused… lonely.” He pushed Will away, wiping away the tears flowing from his youthful brown eyes. “But it also ended a long time ago and with good reason. We just didn’t work together… we both loved each other… just not as lovers should. She is to this day the /only/ woman I trust and the /only/ woman that I will allow to slap me because when she does… I /know/ I deserved it.” He smirked at Will and tickled him on the sides ever so gently.

“Stop,” Will giggled, “Don’t be silly right now.” He still had tears in his eyes and he felt very vulnerable.

“I’m sorry, love. I meant no wrong. I just love to see you smile is all. Like I was saying, I have no interest in being intimate with anyone unless it’s you. I can wait for as long as it takes… when you’re /really/ ready… we’ll make love again, I promise.” Will felt overwhelming relief rush over him and he have laughed half cried the sentiment. He didn’t want Jack to be with anyone else, but he felt he had to give him the chance.

“I love you… so much,” Will breathed, pulling Jack in for a kiss. Jack returned the kiss, but kept it short… Will needed to rest.

“And I love you, but it’s time for all good little blacksmiths to get some sleep,” he cooed, pushing Will back onto the bed and wrapping him up in the blankets. “I had them bring me some sleeping clothes for you earlier,” Jack informed him, going over to one of the other beds and picking up the nightshirt. Will eagerly put them on, still feeling uncomfortable with his nudity.

“Will you stay with me?” He asked, slipping the loose fitting garment over his head.

“Why would I want to be anywhere else?” Jack replied, sneaking under the blankets and pulling Will close to his body. “Now get some rest.” He kissed Will’s forehead and waited for Will to fall asleep. It wasn’t long, the boy had had a trying day. Before long Jack also succumbed to the whims of the sandman and joined Will in the world of dreams.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Craig hid in the doorway glaring at the happy couple. He had been treated by Jonathan and sent back to his room to give them more privacy. After all, Craig only had minor scratches. He was furious that his brilliant plan had been thwarted.

‘Don’t worry… there’s still Port Jarrett… Barbossa will take care of him…’

“That’s true,” he mumbled. But he still had to take care of that prisoner. It was his idea to go to Port Jarrett and when Barbossa killed Will, Jack would be distraught. He might even believe what those scallywags had to say.

‘And you have made yourself look suspicious…’ the voice instructed. That was true. Craig had claimed that one of the prisoners escaped and that’s why he lost track of Will. Jack would want the man killed. ‘Why not pick the one that told you of Barbossa’s whereabouts…’

“Good idea! None of the others would tell if they saw I had the power to kill them!” he whispered gleefully. It was times like these that he was thankful for that little voice.

“Enjoying your conversation?” A cold female voice asked from behind him. Craig jumped and spun around to find Ana Maria glaring at him. He smiled contemptuously and shrugged.

“Eavesdropping again I see?” he countered, sneering. She returned the sneer looking him up and down. “Well if you have nothing interesting to say, I’ll be going.” He made to walk past her, but she grabbed his forearm and slammed him against the wall. He stared at her wide-eyed and furious. “Stronger than you look I see.”

She pulled out her dagger and imbedded it in the wall just beside his left ear. She peered into his eyes and her own blazing with the fires of rage. “Listen you sniveling little worm, Jack may not see what you are, but I do,” she hissed. “I’ll not let you hurt the only men I’ve ever cared about since me father died. So next time you plot some little assignation attempt on my favorite little cabin boy know I’ll be watching you.” Without warning she pulled Craig down and slammed her knee into his ribcage, knocking the air out of him. He fell to the floor gasping and clutching his abdomen.

“Just give me a reason to slit your treacherous throat!” she growled, kicking him once more before heading back above deck to steer the Pearl.


Tbc….


OMG!!! I’m soooo sorry! I hit a fucking wall the size of Texas on crack for this chapter!! I wanted to make it so much longer and cover something actually /interesting/!!! But I just couldn’t get it to flow!! And I ended up ending it here because I just couldn’t bare to kill it anymore! I’ve already run it over, backedup and ran over it a second time… just like my Wall Street Journal!w irw ironic eh? And I just had to fucking watch fucking Kate Bosworth on Ellen and she’s all sweetness and light and I just wanted to scream STOP FUCKING ORLANDO YOU TWO EYE COLORED FREAK!!!!! AHHHHHHHHH!!!! It’s true she has one brown eye one blue eye! And what pisses me off more is that her new movie looks really good and I might end up liking her and I don’t want to! Oh lord I’m an ass! Shoot me! And now enjoy my muses fighting again after I ‘check out’… Okay I’m as done as a pig in a bacon factory! *twitch thud*

Nightshade: *sees Lydia’s twitching form* Sigh… again! Sorry ladies, she locked me up after reviewing ch. 4 of WISC… so since I’m spiteful… I refused to work on this. Although she did let me start Eyes In the Dark, although she crapped out on me before I could finish the first chapter!! Useless whore! *kicks Lydia* You suck!

Jade: *cracks wipe* Shush you wicked beast of burden! Back to hell with thee! *cracks wipe again* In the cage! In the cage! And don’t come out until you’ve got something worth the virgin sacrifice!!

Nightshade: Hissssss! Screw you all! *searches for sex muse* Where’s Terra? I owe her a black eye and a bump on the head.

Jade: She’s in her coffin again… she’s quite tired, and she still has two more PWP’s to write for that Pog Mo Thoin thing… you know you should have discussed that with her before you put it out.

Nightshade: That wasn’t my idea! It was all Lydia! Dumbass! *kicks her again*

Jade: Hey! Don’t make me get the hose! *points angrily*

Nightshade: *scoffs* Whatev… I’m out! *storms off to buy more fags (cigs)*

Jade: Oi! I don’t get nearly enough credit… *looks around* Don’t tell but I’m sneaking in my own thoughts into Eyes In The Dark… hehehe! Oh don’t look at me like that I get so little to do around here…especially with that lousy Effexer walking around like he owns the damn place… *scoffs*

Goddess of Death: Okay I decrey this is far too long and much too lame… END SCENE!! *chants a spell* Ah my hell fire… *watches as flame curtain falls onto stage*

Jade: O.O Aieeeee!!! *grabs Jack&Will standees and runs* I’ll save you my babies!

G.o.D: MUWAHAHAHAHAAAAAA!!!! Oh it’s good to be back!! *walks off humming ‘When You’re Evil’ as her shadow dancers follow*

The End! …..or IS it?! Dum, dum, dum! o.O definitely time to go to bed….