The Price of Rum

Title: The Price of Rum (13/?)

Author: Lydia NightShade

Pairing: Jack Sparrow/Will Turner

Rating: NC-17

Warnings: None really… urm… creepy Craig, nothing new eh? Oh and a touch of violence… some nookie!! Finally!!! Terra’s feeling better… and she’s taking over!

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: Would be most welcome!

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’m actually watching E.R. Never thought that would happen, but it’s got my girl from Bend It Like Beckham on it… no not Keira, though I love her too, the Indian lass… finally! She was the star of the movie! Oh don’t listen to me I’m an idiot… I was shaving today and I actually cut myself in the armpit! That’s a smite from god if I ever saw one… and I have! Well since tomorrow is busy, busy day I figured I’d write something today.

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

Dedication: To all the cool people that bugged me to get me ass going on this!


Will stayed in the healer’s quarters for another few nights just so that Jonathan could keep an eye on him. They also wanted to clean up Jack’s cabin before Will came back to it. Of course there was still the matter of dealing with the escaped prisoner.

“Which one was it, Craig?” Jack asked as they gathered in the brig. Craig eyed the cage, glaring at all the frightened men inside.

“It was him… the short fat one,” he said snidely, enjoying the fear he saw. “I don’t know how he got away… I think he wanted his turn at Will,” he added, making sure that the man would be made an example of.

“I didn’t do anything! He’s lying! I never touched him!” The man insisted adamantly. Jack scoffed.

“Like I’d expect ye to admit it. Bring him up on deck.” Jack ordered coldly. He wouldn’t let something like this go unpunished.

The man was dragged up on deck kicking and screaming. He had heard the screams of his fellow sailors before and could only imagine what might have happened to them. Jack had him tied to the mast and stared him in the eye.

“So you wto bto be a rapist too, eh?”

“No, no! I never went near him! I don’t even like boys!” He insisted, almost crying from his fear.

“Such a big man and you’re pissing you pants right before my lady friend, and me,” Jack stated flatly, motioning to Ana Maria. She was unamused; the whole situation just didn’t feel right to her.

“Jack…” she called softly. He spun around and flashed her a look so cold it frightened her. Jack looked as though his very soul had died and he was now just the empty shell running on sheer will alone.

“Yes?” She flinched and swallowed. She had never seen Jack like tbefobefore. The stress of almost losing Will twice in such a short period of time must have finally fried what little brain he had left.

“Nothing… just let me deal with this one, eh?”

“No. He tried to hurt my William… he has to die… slowly.” He looked psychotic. She smiled nervously and put a hand on his shoulder.

“It’s okay Jack… we don’t know that for sure… why not ask Will what happened first, savvy?”

“No. I want him dead.” He pulled out his revolver, aimed and fired. The man slumped forward, a huge hole in his forehead. She frowned and took a deep breath. This wasn’t the Jack she knew.

“I think I’m going to go check on Will… make sure he didn’t see what kind of mad man his lover has become.” She snapped, storming below decks. Jack felt a twinge of guilt and turned back to the man’s carcass.

“Get rid of the body… tell no one…” he muttered before turning and going back to the wheel. What was happening to him? He never used to be so coldhearted. There was just too much stress.

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

Craig sat in his room. His abdomen was still sore and he was furious at Ana Maria. Who did she think she was?

“Stupidch.”ch.” He grumbled, checking his bruises. “Now I have to take care of her as well.” There was a knock at his door and he sighed. “Now what,” he murmured. “Come in!” he chimed cynically. His door swung open and Will popped his head in.

“Um… hi. Is this a bad time?” he asked nervously still hanging in the doorway. Craig smirked.

“I always have time for the Captain’s boy.” Will smiled and came in closing the door behind him.

“I just wanted to thank you, for saving my life and all.” Will smiled again and shrugged holding up a bottle of rum. “I snuck it out of Jack’s private stash… he said it’s one of the best in the Caribbean. I know all you pirates like rum.” He placed the bottle timidly on Craig’s lap and backed up again.

“Jonathan saved your life not me,” Craig stated bluntly. “You should thank him.” Will seemed hurt by the cold sentiment and flinched a little.

“I… I know… but… didn’t you… I thought you led me away from something…” he said confusedly.

“You don’t remember?” Craig asked skeptically. This was just too good to be true.

“Not really. I bumped my head in the storage room and everything is pretty blurry.”

“Oh aren’t you sweet.” Craig laughed. “Yes. I did save you from one of the prisoners that escaped. He wanted to hurt you William… just like the /others/ did.” Craig spoke evilly. It looked like his lie was safe after all. The only person that could confirm there was no prisoner escape couldn’t remember what happened. He noticed the fear and pain that flashed in Will’s eyes and smiled.

“Oh poor baby… come here…” he instructed, opening his arms in a gesture of comfort. Will had to admit he found it rather eerie, but he didn’t want to offend Craig… they actually seemed to be getting along.

“T-thanks.” He moved over slowly and sat next to Craig on the mattress and leaned against the slightly older man’s shoulder. He had to resist the urge to flinch when Craig placed a hand on the back of his neck, rubbing gently.

“That was so thoughtful of you to give me rum… and from Jack’s private stash no less. That was very naughty little William,” he cooed, patting Will’s knee. “Very naughty.”

“Not really… he has so much, I’ll tell him about it later. I’m sure he’d agree.” Will replied. He was starting to feel very uncomfortable with Craig’s behavior.

“Of course… who could resist you? Such a pretty face and innocent smile.” Craig teased, tweaking Will’s nose gently. Will started to move away.

“Yeah… well… I have to go.” He got up and started for the door, but Craig jumped in front of him.

“Leaving so soon? I insist you share a drink with me.” He wrapped an arm around Will’s shoulder and started leading him back to the bed.

“Oh I don’t drink… I don’t like the taste of rum.”

“Everyone likes rum.” Craig insisted, glaring at Will.

“Well he doesn’t,” Ana Maria’s firm voice spoke. Craig grumbled under his breath and moved away from Will.

“Didn’t even notice you came in.” The weasel remarked sitting back on his bed. “To what do I owe the pleasure?”

“Just checking in,” she said, her voice falsely sweet. “Will, can I see you in my cabin for a moment?” Will nodded happily. He wanted to leave anyway. “Wonderful! Follow me.” She flashed Craig another warning, hate filled glare before exiting the room with Will in tow. They reached her room and she closed the door and checked Will over.

“Are you alright? He didn’t hurt you did he?” she asked concerned. Will laughed and gently pushed her hands away.

“What are you talking about? Of course I’m okay. Craig wouldn’t hurt me… he saved my life.” Will was surprised by Ana’s sarcastic laughter.

“Jonathan and Jack saved your life… not that snake in the grass.” Will’s brow furrowed in confusion.

“What do you mean? He was the one that brought them to me in the first place. And he protected me against the prisoner that wanted to…” he broke off, feeling his eyes watering. Ana pulled him into a hug and rubbed his back.

“Oh dumpling… you’re too sweet for your own good. Don’t you see? Craig wants Jack.” She pushed him at arms length and stroked his face. He looked at her in disbelief.

“You’re being silly aren’t you?” he laughed even though he didn’t feel it. The look in her eyes told him she wasn’t joking. He felt the tears return. “Well… so what? A lot of people like Jack… you yourself used to love him… that doesn’t make you suspect,” he insisted. “Craig wouldn’t try and hurt me.”

“How do you think Barbossa found you, dumplin?” Will started shaking in her hands, his eyes ed wed with pain and confusion.

“No… no… no!” He whimpered, trying to get away. She released him, but wouldn’t let him leave. “Let me pass!”

“No. I need you to listen to me William. Jack refuses to see it and I fear for him. There’s too much stress on him. Will…” She huffed and stamped her foot. “Damn it Will, I care about you! I don’t want to see you get hurt. /Please/ listen to me. I’m not asking you to mention anything, but I want you to be on the look outhe rhe reached into her boot and pulled out a dagger. “Take this,” she said holding it out to him.

Will backed away and shook his head. “No. This is madness.” She stopped him again as he made for the door.

“Will, please!” She looked so scared… so not like herself. He couldn’t refuse her; not when she looked so worried. With a heavy sigh Will accepted the dagger and nodded. She smiled and hugged him tightly. “Thank you. Just be careful… keep it with you at all times.”

“I will…”

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

Will and Jack were back in the cabin, lying on their bed. Jack held Will close, his eyes closed. He gently rubbed Will’s back his head resting on the boy’s soft curls. He breathed in Will’s scent and felt contentment. Jack found himself needing almost constant reassurance that Will was still with him and still safe. He never wanted the boy to leave his sight, but he had to. He had a ship to run.

“I love you…” Jack whispered, kissing Will’s forehead and pulling the teen closer. Will sighed contentedly and snuggled close to his older lover feeling safe and secure. He let his hands roam over Jack’s body just tracing indiscriminate patterns. He loved the feel of Jack’s body. It was so tight and strong, but not bulky. He ran his hands over Jack’s bum and pulled their hips together. He heard Jack’s gasp at the contact.

“Something wrong?” Will asked innocently. He knew that Jack was extremely sensitive from the lack of sexual activity.

“No…” Jack breathed, shifting on the bed. Will smiled impishly.

“Good.” He rubbed his hand over Jack’s bum and shifted so that he was rubbing his thigh, ever so slightly, against Jack’s crotch. Will heard his lover’s breath increase slightly in speed. Jack tried once again to move away; still believing it was an accident. Will decided to step up the game and snaked his hand up to Jack’s chest. He moved Jack’s shirt so that it exposed one of the pirate’s nubs. He blew softly on the peak watching it harden with satisfaction.

“Will?” Jack gasped, pulling the lad’s face up. “What are you doing?”

“Nothing.” Will smirked, flicking his tongue out to lick the now hardened nipple. Jack moaned and dug his fingers in Will’s hair. He couldn’t resist much longer.

“William, are you sure you know what you’re doing? You know you don’t have to do this right?” He asked nervously. Secretly he was praying Will wouldn’t stop, but actually go faster… much faster.

“I know what I’m doing… I’ve had a great teacher.” Will swirled his tongue around Jack’s nipple and sucked on it softly, enjoying the mewls of pleasure he coaxed from Jack’s mouth. “I love you so much Jack.”

Will moved to Jack’s other nipple and gave it the same treatment. He licked slowly and circled the nub with the tip of his tongue; like an eraser on a canvas of charcoal. Jack was too afraid to do anything for fear of hurting or forcing Will, so he stayed still. His moans the only thing letting Will know he wanted this. Will continued his decent downk’s k’s body, kissing and occasionally licking.

When Will got to Jack’s pants he nuzzled Jack’s clothed erection and kissed the fabric; flicking his tongue out just enough to tease. Jack moaned and patted Will’s curls. He wanted this so badly, but he was afraid Will wasn’t ready.

“You don’t have to… I can… you don’t have to…” Jack groaned. The poor old pirate was trying desperately to form a complete sentence, but it just wasn’t happening.

“I know, love… I want to.” Will pulled at the ties to Jack’s breeches and slowly slid them down, freeing Jack’s gorged sex. “I’ve missed this… your body… your warmth… I don’t want to be without it anymore.” Will slid his tongue up the underside of Jack’s throbbing organ; tracing the vein and making the mractractically jump off the mattress. He suckled the head and stroked the shaft.

“Oh… Will…” Jack couldn’t think rationally anymore. He just dug his fingers into Will’s silky hair and held on for the ride. “So good angel… don’t stop…” Will smiled around his lover’s twitching cock and started bobbing his head. He had absolutely no intention of stopping.

Will quickened his pace and sucked harder. He fondled Jack’s balls and rubbed Jack’s stomach with his other. Jack took Will’s hand in his own and sucked on the boy’s fingers. Jack came uncharacteristically fast and filled Will’s mouth with his seed. Will continued tok unk until Jack was dry, letting the flaccid member slip from his lips.

Will moved back up Jack’s trembling body with a satisfied smile on his face. He kissed Jack’s lips, sliding his tongue out to touch Jack’s. The older man gladly accepted the invitation and allowed Will into his mouth.

“What about you, love?” Jack asked, noticing Will’s erection. “May I?” he asked softly. Will nodded and guided Jack’s hand into his pants. He was still unsure about any sexual activity, but he wanted Jack to touch him again. Jack stroked Will’s satiny flesh bringing the youth to orgasm. “You’re beautiful, William… I love you.” Jack panted as he watched Will cum. Jack had missed Will’s face like that and he’d missed Will’s moans. It had been far too long since they had done anything sexual… of course, he understood why.

“I love you too Jack… more than anything…” Will kissed Jack passionately and pulled their bodies closer together. “Hold me?” he asked insecurely. He had wanted to do that… but it was still traumatic.

“Forever…” Jack breathed, comforting his fragile lover as the tears came. Jack remembered the first time he ever allowed someone to please him sexually after he’d escaped Barbossa. He had cried most of the night. He held Will closely and kissed the top of his head. He whispered reassurances until Will’s soft snores filtered to his ears.



Tbc…..

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