In Love With Two Men

Chapter 13: A Fate Worse Than Death

A/N: So Jack waits for Elizabeth to fall asleep before taking a trip down to the brig to let Will know what’s in store for him. Ever the trickster Jack wants to keep up the appearance of being the “good guy” in Elizabeth’s eyes as long as he can. Hope you all enjoy the latest chapter.

Sparrowlover: Thank you for your reviews! Glad to know that you are still enjoying the story!

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Addicted_to_Jack: You should appreciate this…Jack will not be the one doing the raping of Will…the rest of the crew will handle his dirty work for him. Hope you enjoy the latest chapter!

Disclaimer: Still not the owner of POTC or Jack Sparrow…to my great regret! Disney just won’t give them up so I make no money from this story.

When they got back onboard the Pearl Elizabeth noticed all the lanterns hanging in various placing on the deck casting a warm glow in the darkening evening sky. The temperature had started to drop a bit so she shivered as she stood next to Jack. Noticing her shiver Jack took off his coat and draped it around her shoulders making her smile up at him.

“Thank you Jack.”

“Jus’ being a gentleman love…no need t’ thank me.”

“Yes there is…you’ve been wonderful.”

“I have haven’t I? Alright…perhaps there is cause t’ thank me…maybe a little.”

Elizabeth giggled at his silliness as she pulled his coat tighter around her small frame inhaling his musky scent. Deciding now was the time to let his men know that they could do as they liked with Will he beckoned Pintel and Ragetti over to where they were standing. They were holding their ragtag looking fiddles as they sauntered over.

“Gents…if ye would be so kind as t’ play a tune for Miss Swann? I’ve some business t’ discuss with Gibbs.”

“Aye sir.”

“Aye Captain Jack.”

Planting a light kiss on her forehead he leaned down and whispered against her ear softly.

“Be back before ye can miss me love.”

“You had better because it won’t take long for me to miss you.”

Smiling broadly he gave a mock bow to her as he turned to head towards the wheel deck where Gibbs was standing with Barbossa and Cotton. Climbing the steps to the wheel deck Jack cleared his throat before speaking.

“I have a matter that needs t’ be discussed with Gibbs…ALONE.”

Taking the not so subtle hint Barbossa rolled his eyes and gestured to Cotton for them to leave Gibbs and Jack to their privacy. Once they were alone Jack lowered his voice as he spoke.

“Now that the whelp has been convicted we’re free t’ do as we like with him.”

“An’ jus’ what be ye planning on doing with him sir?”

“M’ taking him t’ the first port we come t’ in England an’ dropping him off.”

“But I thought ye were going t’ kill him sir?”

“No…I gave me word t’ Elizabeth that I wouldn’t…an’ I won’t be going back on me word t’ her.”

“Ah…so what are we going t’ do with him in the meantime?”

“I’d like ye t’ inform the entire crew that they can have their way with our dear Mr. Turner tonight. Jus’ make sure that they keep it mum…I don’t want it getting back t’ Elizabeth. Savvy?”

“Yes sir.”

“Good…then see t’ it that it’s taken care of.”

“I will sir.”

Slapping him on the back Jack turned and started descending the stairs. He stopped short to say one more thing.

“Oh an’ by the way…set a course for England tonight.”

“Right away sir.”

“Excellent…now then…let’s break out the rum an’ celebrate.”

Jack grinned impishly as he headed back over to where Pintel and Ragetti were entertaining Elizabeth with a raucous tune on their ragtag looking fiddles. She sat on the stairs that lead to the lower decks laughing loudly her head tilted back and her shoulders shaking. He couldn’t help but start to chuckle a bit while he watched her. It had been so long since he had seen her truly laugh like she was now. Looking to his right he saw that the crew was starting to pass out the bottles of rum. Grabbing one out of Tobias’s hand he pulled the cork from it.

“Thanks mate.”

“Aye sir.”

Swaggering over to where Elizabeth sat Jack sank down next to her. He offered her the bottle of rum and she took it bringing it to her lips to take a long pull from it. Handing it back to him she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. Jack turned the bottle up and took an equally generous swig of rum. Pintel and Ragetti started to play another rowdy tune on their fiddles making Jack re-cork the bottle of rum and place it on the stairs. Grabbing Elizabeth’s hand he pulled her to her feet making his coat fall from her shoulders.

“Jack…what are you doing?”

“Dancing with the prettiest girl in the world.”

She blushed at his words as he started swinging her around the deck amid the hoots and hollers of the crew as they carried on around them. Jack’s hands gripped her slender waist as he lifted her off her feet and swept her around the deck of the Pearl. Barbossa stood at the railing scowling as he lifted his bottle to his lips. Tiring of the blatant display of affection between the two he turned his back to the celebration and stared out to sea. Jack and Elizabeth danced to three more songs before they settled back down on the stairs and began drinking again. After going through nearly two bottles of rum between the two of them Elizabeth stood only to find she was quite a bit drunker than she thought she was. Jack’s hands caught her around the waist before she could fall forward. Giggling she twisted in his arms and attempted to jump up and wrap her legs around his waist. But she was too drunk so she stumbled forward hitting her nose on his chin giving a small yelp.

“Ooohh!!”

He grabbed her thighs and jerked them up around his waist puling her up around his middle as he walked them into his cabin.

“I think ye’ve had a bit too much rum Miss Swann.”

“I think you’re right Mr. Sparrow. Am I bleeding?”

“Don’t know…let me light a lantern.”

Jack dropped her onto the bed and swaggered over to the table to light the lantern in his cabin. Bringing it back over to the bed he brought it closer so that he could see Elizabeth’s face.

“Look up darling.”

She did as he asked and looked at the ceiling. Jack squinted as he looked to see if her nose was bleeding. Not seeing any blood he swaggered back over to the table to place the lantern back on it.

“Doesn’t look like yer bleeding love…jus’ bumped yer nose that’s all. It’ll be a bit sore t’ morrow.”

“Jaaacckkk….c’mere!”

He chuckled at her horribly slurred words as he sauntered back over to the bed and sat down next to her. She pushed herself upright and began tugging at the buttons on his vest. Elizabeth leaned forward and began placing sloppy openmouthed kisses along his jaw line down the side of his neck. He knew what she wanted but doubted she’d be able to do it considering how drunk she was. She gave a frustrated moan when she couldn’t get his vest unbuttoned. Jack took her hands in his and kissed both of them.

“Love…I think ye’ve had a bit too much for any of that tonight.”

“But Jaaaacckkk….I wannit….don’t you wannit?”

“Love…my wanting ye is not the problem. Jus’ let me help ye out of yer clothes an’ get t’ bed. We can make up for lost opportunities t’ morrow. Savvy?”

“You promise?”

“I give me word darling.”

With a smile she raised her arms for him to start undressing her. Jack chuckled as he unlaced her black corset to take it off before pulling her white linen shirt up over her head taking her hat along with it. Leaning down he pulled off her boots and socks before unfastening her breeches. Standing her up he pulled her breeches off and then sat her back down on the bed. Opening the trunk at the foot of his bed he pulled out her nightgown and walked back over to stand in front of her. Grabbing her under her arms he carefully hauled her to her feet. Elizabeth lifted her arms to let Jack slip the nightgown on her. Once dressed she crawled clumsily beneath the blankets sitting up for Jack to place a kiss on her forehead and then another one on her lips.

“Where are you going?”

“Jus’ have t’ take care of one more thing love…jus’ be a moment. Go t’ sleep.”

He shut the door softly behind him and headed down below decks to inform Will of his none too bright looking future. Smirking to himself he grabbed a lantern and walked down to the brig. Arriving at the little cell he tapped on the bars with the butt of his pistol making Will look up from his uncomfortable bunk. Scowling he got up and walked over to the bars.

“Come to gloat have you?”

“No…not here t’ gloat mate…jus’ here t’ tell ye what’s been decided regarding yer future.”

“Death is not a future. How have you decided I’m to be killed?”

“M’ not going t’ kill ye mate…thank Elizabeth for that by the way.”

“Then what are you going to do to me?”

“M’ dropping ye off at the first port I see in England an’ I don’t what the hell ye do after that.”

“That doesn’t sound so bad.”

“M’ not finished.”

“I knew there was a catch.”

“Pretty much…nothing comes for free mate.”

“So what’s the catch then Jack?”

“Well seeing as how it gets incredibly lonely out at sea…the men are in need of some attention. Rather their needs need t’ be met.”

“Meaning what?”

“Meaning dear William…ye are going t’ assist in seeing that those needs are met.”

His dark eyes widened as it registered in his brain what Jack intended to let the crew do to him.

“You monster! You’re going to let them fuck me? How could you be so cruel?”

“jus’ doing what ye did t’ Elizabeth mate…call it karma…that’s how I like t’ think of it. Well it’s late an’ Elizabeth is upstairs in me cabin waiting for me. An’ I don’t want t’ keep her waiting mate.”

“You’ll burn in hell for this Jack!”

“All yer talk of hell doesn’t scare me William…incase ye’ve forgotten I’ve been there…an’ it wasn’t that bad.”

“I hate you Jack Sparrow!”

“Captain! Sticks an’ stones William…goodnight.”

Jack chuckled loudly as he swaggered back up towards his cabin where Elizabeth lay sleeping. Quite content with the reaction he’d gotten from Will he stripped down naked and pulled back the blankets to crawl in bed next to Elizabeth. In the morning he’d give her a good and proper swiving but for now he was just content to hold her. Elizabeth shifted onto her right side and draped her left arm and leg across Jack. Smiling he pressed a soft kiss to her temple before letting his eyes slip closed.

A/N: Do you all want the graphic details of what the crew does to Will or should I just leave that to your imaginations? Read and review and let me know!