The Price of Rum

Title: The Price of Rum (14/?)

Author: Lydia NightShade

Pairing: Jack Sparrow/Will Turner

Rating: NC-17

Warnings: Me being evil to you all…. muwahahahahahahahaaaa!

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: I appreciate it oh so much!

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 can’t believe I still haven’t finished this story….. Oh hey! Want to know how I pictured Craig, or at least what helped inspire his appearance in this story and my plot go here: http://www.craig-parker.net/index.php4?view=gallery The episode on Xena called For Whom The Bell Tolls or something like that…. It’s the only one where he has long hair. They have a good close up of him and he has the earrings and the turbine. I pictured him in different clothes but his head is perfect! Turbine and all!

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

Dedication: Sara, my beta, for helping me get over my writer’s block. And to all the great people that have continued to give me feedback, and to Mistaya for showing me the link to the pictures!


“There it is, love,” Jack beamed. “Port Jarrett, our new home.” He pulled Will closer to his side as they stood at the wheel. The tiny, unassuming town gleamed in the distance. The lanterns of the homes were burning in the distance making it look like a painting. Will shuttered from the cold night air and held on to Jack tighter.

“Looks lovely… peaceful. It’ll be nice to rest for a while.” Will gazed out at the town silently for a few moments, seemingly lost in his thoughts. A thought crossed his mind causing him chuckle slightly and hide his face against Jack’s shoulder.

“What’s so funny?” Jack asked, giggling slightly at the sensation of Will chuckling against his side. “That tickles brat!” he teased, pushing the boy away gently.

“I was just picturing you all domestic and land loving… walking around the kitchen, bottle of rum in one hand, frying pan in the other… and knowing you… completely naked! My brave Captain Jack Sparrow!” Will laughed harder and almost fell to the deck. Jack tried to look offended, but he had to admit the visual was rather accurate.

“You kno too too well,” he smirked. “I’ll have to kill you now.” He stated in a zombie tone. He swooped Will off his feet and carried him to the edge. Will continued to laugh and play struggle, never exerting his true strength.

“Oh no!” he swooned and faked a faint. “My heart!” Jack held Will over the side and bounced the teen in his arms just enough to make him yelp. “Eep!” Will squeaked, wrapping his arms around Jack’s neck and holding tight.

“Oh, you know I wouldn’t drop ye. Alas… you are my weakness.” Jack pretended to lament as he moved away from the edge. “In fact… you’re making me weak right now!” He shook his arms in an exaggerated manner and fell back onto the deck. Will squealed again as he landed face first on Jack. They chuckled and stared into each other’s eyes. Their brown orbs reflected not only the small lights of the port and stars, but the intense emotion they both held for each other.

The laughter stopped and Jack looked at Will seriously, brushing the hair out of the youthful face. He leaned up and kissed the soft lips he desired so much. Will moaned and opened his mouth to allow Jack’s tongue entrance. They had been slowly starting to become sexual again, however, they had yet to fully make love. Jack held back out of fear of hurting his young lover and Will held back because of the memories that still haunted him.

Will also still felt dirty. He secretly didn’t feel like he was truly worthy of Jack anymore. Yes, he knew that Jack had been through the same tortures, but he still felt as if it was different for him… that somehow he was weaker. Jack was always so strong and such a fighter. ‘Maybe if he can do it… so can I…’ he thought as he rubbed his crotch against Jack’s.

“Ahem…” A rather unamused voice interrupted. Will flushed a deep crimson and looked up to see Craig staring at them, tapping his foot and his arms crossed. Jack sighed in disappointment, knowing the moment was ruined. Although, he had to admit Will was mighty cute when he blushed.

“Something you wanted?” Jack asked, making no attempt to hide his displeasure at being interrupted. Will rolled off him and smiled shyly at Craig. The couple stood, Will hiding behind the pirate captain slightly.

“Sorry to…disturb you… I was just coming up to take over for the night shift.” He walked past them and headed to the wheel. Will grimaced in self-hatred and rested his forehead against Jack’s back, half squealing have groaning. Jack had to laugh at the noise.

“I hope that’s not your new mating call,” Jack laughed, wrapping his arms around and grabbing Will’s bum gently. Will squeaked and pushed Jack away.

“Saucy bastard! Who said you could grope me in plain sight?!” Will shouted, pretending to be offended. Jack smiled predatorily and snatched the boy into his arms, pressing their bodies close.

“I’m sorry, but you’re so delectable. I just can’t help myself,” Jack purred, nuzzling Will’s neck and breathing in his lover’s sweet scent. “I love the way you smell, the way you taste, feel… everything. I guess I just love you is all.” Will felt himself tremble and he had to hold back the tears he felt. Jack was too good to him.

“Let’s go back to the cabin. I’m tired,” he squiequietly. He didn’t want Jack to realize how emotional he was being. Jack nodded, kissing the teen. The couple headed below deck, oblivious to Craig’s burning eyes.

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

Craig was lying on his bed in his room. He couldn’t fall asleep after his shift finished. He was staring at the ceiling looking for patterns in the wood veins. It was a dull way to kill time, but there wasn’t much else to do. He sighed again and rolled onto his side. Suddenly there came a knock at his door.

“Yeah?”

“It’s me again… can I come in?” Will’s soft voice called from the other side. Craig perked up on his bed and looked completely flabbergasted.

‘The fuck is he doing back at my room?’ he thought unbelievingly. “Come on in!” he said sarcastically. Will popped his head in and smiled. When he came in Craig noticed he wasn’t wearing a shirt, just Jack’s breeches, which were slightly too big fhe yhe youth. The pants rested loosely at Will’s slim hips just daring the viewer to guess when they would fall. Craig felt a heat pooling in his groin and found it extremely disturbing… he hated the little tramp!

“I’m glad you’re awake. I was worried you’d be too tired after your nightshift.” Will sat down next to Craig on the mattress, so close their shoulders touched. “You don’t like me very much do you Craig?” Will said out of nowhere.

“Huh?” Craig blurted out, completely caught off guard and uncharacteristically tongue-tied. “No! No, no, no… I don’t hate you…” he insisted. “….much…” he mumbled afterward. Will chuckled and leaned against his shoulder.

“See that’s what I mean! You think I’m taking Jack from you, but that’s not what I want. He’s not what I want…” Will purred, sliding his tongue up Craig’s pierced ear. “You are.”

“WHAT?!” Craig shrieked, almost falling off the mattreWillWill was laughing and pulled Craig closer.

“Don’t act like such a prude, love! I know you want me… well come on… take me.” Will lay back on the mattress and spread his legs, shaking his hair out. Craig was becoming painfully hard and terribly confused.

“Wait…. I though you were Mr. Don’t Touch Me I’ve Been Raped, what’s with this? You really are a whore! I knew you weren’t worthy of him!” Craig snarled, pinning Will to the mattress.

“Don’t be so naïve, lovewas was never raped… I only said that so I wouldn’t have to let Jack fuck me anymore… I want /you/ inside me… please Craig… I need you.” Craig felt his mouth go dry as Will arched up and ground his hips into his own. He couldn’t take it anymore. Craig surrendered and crushed his lips against Will’s and started kissing him with great force. Before he knew what he was doing they were naked and writhing together on his mattress.

“I always wondered what he saw in you… you’re so hot… feel so good…” Craig panted against Will’s lips as he thrust into the younger man. “I need you!” He thrust in harder causing Will to moan his name louder. Craig went faster and faster feeling better than he ever did. Finally he threw his head back and gasped, filling Will with his seed and collapsing on him.

He felt so much peace. He hadn’t had release in a very long time and now he felt so sated. What was the strangest part was he had Will to thank for it. The boy he had tried to kill had just given him so much relief. He pushed himself up to look down at Will and screamed. Will had become a waterlogged corpse. He reached up with a bony hand and reached for Craig.

“Come on Craig… I need you…” His hallow voice beckoned. Craig shook his head and moved back.

“No… no… NOOO!” He screeched closing his eyes and pulling on his hair.

*~*~*~*

“AH!” Craig gasped as he jerked up in his bed. His eyes searched the room only to discover he was alone. He clutched his chest as he tried to calm his frantic breath. “A dream… only a dream…” He chanted over and over. There was a knock at his door and he almost jumped through the ceiling. “Wh-o is it?” he asked, his voice cracking from fear.

“Gibbs. Are you all right, laddie? I heard screaming.” Craig was pale and shaking. The dream was so vivid! He looked down to find that he had actually cum in his sleep.

“Oh god!” He moaned.

“What?” Gibbs asked concerned.

“Oh… um… I’m just… praying?” Craig offered, shaking his head in disbelief at his own dumb ass lie. He smacked his forehead and fell back in his bed. “I’m fine… just tired… nightshift and all.”

“Right. As long as you are okay.”

“Aye.” He heard the old man continuing to wherever he was going and felt a sense of relief go through him. ‘What the bloody hell was that?!’ He’d always thought he eye eyes only for Sparrow… but even now… looking back at the images flashing in his mind he was finding himself becoming hard again.

‘He’s trying to seduce you so he can destroy you.’ The voice instructed. ‘He’s a succubus… you have to protect Jack from him. You /must/ hand the demon over to Barbossa…’

“Aye… Barbossa… he’ll take care of everything… then I’ll finally have my Sparrow.”

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


“Oh, Jack, it’s beautiful,” Will gasped as they entered the small Inn they were to stay at. The Bug in a Rug Inn was the quaintest place Will had ever seen.

“Well, who knows how long we’ll be staying here. If I have to be on dry land I want the best damn land out there. Has to be more worthy than my Pearl… not that /anything/bettbetter than my Pearl, but this a good substitute… can’t beat the ocean for rocking you to sleep though, and…” Jack stopped speaking when Will’s lips pressed against his. He welcomed the affection and pulled the youth closer.

“And what was that for, love?”

“You were babbling. I stopped you. Simple as that,” Will said impishly, giggling slightly to himself.

“I’ll have to babble more often then, won’t I?” Jack chuckled. He flashed his lover a sneaky grin before swooping the boy up without warning and hoisting him over his shoulder.

“What are you doing?” Will asked, surprised by the action. He looked down and quirked his eyebrow. “Well, guess this isn’t so bad, I’ve got a smashing view of your arse.”

“Ah, see? My master plan to seduce you is already working!” Jack wiggled his bum and danced a happy jig, making Will bounce on his shoulder.

“Stop, I’ll be nauseous!” Will chuckled, smacking his older lover’s ass. “You’re so weird sometimes.” Jack sighed and lowered Will back to his feet.

“Just giving you a laugh, love. You don’t smile nearly enough,” he said sadly, brushing some stray curls from Will’s face. “I love to see that smile.” Will blushed and looked at the floor.

“So what are we going to do during our first night on dry land?”

“I have an idea… I think you’ll enjoy it…” Will eyed Jack suspiciously. What was the pirate up to?

“Should I be scared?” he asked nervously. Jack laughed and tweaked Will’s nose.

“Follow me findfind out,” he quipped, taking Will’s hand and leading him out of the room.

“Stooliooling around, Jack. Where are we going?” Will demanded. He wasn’t in the mood for games. He was in a strange Inn at a strange port, just like when he was abducted. Jack sighed and stopped moving. He looked at Will’s distressed face and frowned.

“You’re safe here, Will. I’m not leavyou you this time, and this place is nothing like Bradley.” Jack kissed him softly, feeling Will’s tension flee his body. ‘I’d never make that mistake twice,’ he thought sadly.

“I’m sorry I’m so moody. I just… I still feel… wrong.” Will mumbled, not meeting Jack’s eyes. Jack nodded knowingly, but then shrugged it off. He tickled Will’s sides and smiled as it made Will laugh.

“Don’t make me laugh!” Will tried to whine, but his smile gave him away. “I hate you…” he grumbled playfully.

“I know…” Jack kissed him again; happy he’d officially relieved the tension. “So, ever been dancing?” He saw Will’s eyes light up and couldn’t help the swell of joy he felt because of it.

“You dance?” Will asked amazed. Jack shrugged.

“Doesn’t everyone?” He didn’t wait for a response; he dragged his gaping, unbelieving lover out of the Inn and to the tavern down the street. They could already hear the happy sounds and music coming from the well-lit establishment. “I hear this town is, shall we say… /sailor/… friendly, so we can dance together without worry.”

“I never worry when I’m with you, Jack. I feel safe with you,” Will whispered as he squeezed Jack’s hand gently.

“I was hoping you’d say that.” The couple shared a smile before walking hand in hand to the tavern.

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

“Yeeeeheee!” Jack shouted, as he spun around in the middle of the dance floor, pulling Will along for the ride. The teen was laughing and dancing in his unique, bubbly way. Will bounced and clapped his hands, twirling and laughing as Jack showed off his surprisingly good e ske skills. Will was genuinely impressed with his lover’s ability.

“You’re amazing, Jack!” Will panted happily as Jack scooped him up in his arms, hoisting him up and twirling him around. Will felt lost in the excitement and the atmosphere of the jovial little tavern. Everyone in Port Jarrett just seemed to be in love with life.

The party was in full force and the locals embraced the flamboyant pirate couple with open arms. People that wanted to escape the turmoil of their old lives and start over in fact founded the port. Jack pulled Will against him and kissed him playfully, feeling truly relaxed for the first time since the attack by Barbossa.

“I’m going to take a breather,” Jack explained. “These old, grey bones just ain’t what they used to be.” He kissed Will again and fought his way through the crowd to the bar. Will, still enjoying the stamina of youth, decided to stay out on the dance floor a little while longer. Jack ordered some rum, and then turned on his stool so he could watch his lover from afar.

“A charming lad, that one.” An elderly woman commented as she watched Will start to dance with a local girl of about seven. She had been watching him all night long and wanted to dance with the ‘handsome stranger’ as she called him. “Look how he humors the Miller’s girl. Not many his age would be bothered. It’s a good thing you nice boys came. This old town could use some new blood anyway.” She continued. Jack wasn’t /entirely/ sure she was actually talking to him or if she would be having the conversation even without him there.

“Thank you, it’s not often we receive such a warm welcome.” He replied, tipping his glass to her in a salute. She smiled back and they started a conversation. Jack hadn’t met an elderly person that wasn’t afraid of him before, so he was quite interested in speaking to her.

Will danced around with little Lillie standing on his feet. He thought the girl was absolutely adorable. He’d always wanted a little sister, but sadly his mum had passed away long before that was ever a possibility. Lillie had dark brown curls and chipmunk cheeks. Her skin was tanned and she wore a frilly lavender dress. Her brown eyes were full of wonder and excitement, much like his own.

“Getting tired yet, little one?” he asked cheerily, looking down at her and smiling.

“No… but I have to go to the bathroom,” she confessed, blushing slightly.

“Can your mommy take you?” He asked, not sure exactly what to say to the new information. She shook her head and stood proudly.

“No. I can go by myself!” she said triumphantly. Will pretended to be impressed and moved aside to allow her passage.

“I await your return, little lady.” She smiled at him and marched herself to the little lady’s room. Will chuckled to himself at the adorableness of the child before making his way to the bar… and Jack of course.

“Should I be jealous?” Jack asked facetiously, eyeing Will in mock suspicion. “You’re not switching sides on me are you?”

“Oh, I don’t know, those seven year olds are just so fine these days--- are you mad?!” Will laughed. Jack stuck his tongue out at Will before pulling the youth into a kiss.

“Don’t get smart with me. I like my lovers dumb and easy.” Will rolled his eyes and punched Jack’s shoulder lightly.

“Anyway,” Will said with more emphasis than necessary, “this port is quite lovely, and Lillie has to be /the/ cutest child I have ever seen,” he said dreamily looking off into nothing. “I wish we could have children like her… a little girl… maybe a boy too.” He seemed rather sad at the thought of never being able to have them, but Jack was too busy chocking on his rum to notice.

“Ack! Bah! K-kids?!” He coughed and patted his chest, making a pathetic attempt to quell his sputtering. “You’ve actually thought about children?” Will blushed and shrugged.

“So what if I have? Haven’t you ever wondered what it’d be like to have some little ones of our own?”

“No. I thought /you/ were enough to handle.” Will frowned and looked rather angry. Did Jack really think he was that much of a child?

“You really think I’m a hassle? Then why are you still with me?” Will’s eyes were big and already shinny. Jack noticed and then realized he was being insensitive to an issue that was obviously very important to his lover.

“Oh, crap.” He sighed and wrapped his arm around Will’s shoulders. “I’m sorry, love. I didn’t realize this was so important to you. I didn’t mean to make you feel bad. You’re the greatest thing that’s ever happened to me in my whole miserable life.” He emphasized his point by leaning in and giving Will a long, tender kiss; not caring who saw them.

“I have to visit the head myself, actually.” Will admitted once they’d parted. He kissed Jack one more time, and then trotted off to the bathroom. Jack watched his lover’s rump as he walked away, grinning wickedly at the delightful view.

“Finest arse in the Caribbean!” He cheered, raising his glass to no one and downing the rest of the contents.

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

Will finished his business and started to head back to the dance floor when he heard a voice behind him.

“Fancy meeting you here.” Craig’s sly voice cooed. Will jumped and spun around. To his discomfort he realized they were all alone. He smiled nervously and waved halfheartedly.

“Hey, Craig. I didn’t know you were here too.” Ana Maria’s warning was flashing through his memory and he suddenly felt very exposed and vulnerable. “Are you here with anyone?”

“No. I was actually looking for you. I just contacted an old friend of mine and I really wanted you to meet him. I know he’d like you.” Craig hissed; the dark undertones not missed by the teen.

“N-No thanks.” Will swallowed nervously and wiped a drop of sweat from his forehead. He started to hurry back from the floor when he heard it, Lillie’s sweet little voice calling from behind him.

“Uncle Will, wait for me,” she called, rushing up to him. Craig noticed Will’s flinch at her voice and smiled evilly. He reached out and grabbed the little girl’s arm.

“What’s your hurry, honey?” He smiled down at her, but it wasn’t disarming. She pulled at his arm and started to become scared.

“I don’t like you, I want to go with Uncle Will.” She insisted, looking to the teen for help.

“Leave her out of this, Craig,” Will whispered harshly. “You’re scaring her!” He moved closer to the snake, intending to pull Lillie from his grasp, but found himself in Craig’s clutches himself. “Let go.”

“I’m scared, Will… what’s going on?” Lillie asked, almost near tears.

“Come with me without making a scene and I’ll let her go, unharmed.” Craig purred into Will’s ear. Will felt his whole body grow cold and he had to suppress a shudder. He didn’t want to go with Craig, but he couldn’t let anything bad happen to Lillie.

“Don’t cry, Lillie. Uncle Will has to go with his friend right now. You go back to your mommy and I’ll meet you later, okay?” He had to hold back his own fear and grief as he spoke to the frightened child.

“I don’t like your friend. Don’t go with him.” She pleaded, her children’s instincts about people causing her istristrust Craig. Will almost sobbed, but he held it back.

“Never lose that honesty, but it’s okay, sweetheart. Go to your mommy.” She frowned and pouted, looking back and fourth betwixt the two sailors. She had a very bad feeling about Craig, but what could she do? She sniffled and nodded reluctantly.

“O-okay…” She gazed at Will one more time before she ran back to the crowded dance floor. The moment her back was turned Craig yanked on Will’s arm and pulled the younger man close to his body.

“I’ve been waiting a long time for this moment. You won’t be ruining my life any more, you little whore,” he seethed into Will’s ear. Will finally released the sob he’d been holding back and felt his body tremble. He felt Craig pulling at his hair tie and he whimpered from the pain.

“I’m so sick of watching you wear this,” he seethed, taking Jack’s old hair tie and throwing it to the floor. Will stared at the garment longingly feeling his eyes burn. Of all the things he owned, that was the most important. It was the first gift Jack had ever given him.

‘Why? Why, why, why?’ he chanted over and over in his frightened mind. Jack and him had just started to become close again. Why did this have to happen now? “Please… just let me go…” he whispered. His only answer was a cynical laugh as Craig twisted his arm behind his back and forced him to move out of the tavern.

Tbc…..

Finally! I’m so sorry guys! I know this took forever and a day to get out. I tried, I really did, but real life has been a real dick lately and I wanted to move the story along so I held back on posting at the end of certain sections like I could have because I really wanted to get the plot going again. I really appreciate all the feedback and support! ! Please read and review!

Don't forget to read and review the prequel Pre-rum. I may choose to extend that after this is over. Also, if you like my work and would like to read my other work that isn't POTC go to www.slashfiction.net It's got my RPS stuff up there and it's just an awesome site to begin with. My pen name is Lydia NightShade there, not lostmarbles..... okay..... don't know if anyone actually cares lol, but just thought I'd offer!