Coming Along

Pookie: I think the bird is just 'Cotton's parrot'. Thanks. :)

clonesofconfusion: Yeah-huh...Uhm, thanks? More on Barbossa's Boys...Please? I'll keep bugging you...Oh, but thanks for what you already posted...Still...More! Please? I'll give you a Jack stuffy.

Raz Gaiale: Deffinately the monkey, creepy lil bugger.

mc: I think all those parents would have something to say about the slash element I would add... Though that would be funny; 'Mommy? What's Jack doing to Will?' Heehee. Thanks. :D

Sandrine Black: Heehee, thanks. No more at FF.net until there are some decent reviews. :P

Datiye: Heh. I like to see how hard it is to stump my readers. Thanks. More here, and I think you'll like Jack's punishment for Will. ;)

Paige: Oooh. Chocolate chip! Okay... Maybe if you shape them like cute lil pirate ships and there's enough for everyone I'll put in something graphic. I like to tease, so much fun.

Mel: Gibbs is kinda cool. Thanks. :)

Nita: Still more parrot. At least for a little bit longer, I have a plan for the birdy. I like Anamaria, I really think she'd be the only one to stand up to Jack, and give him a hard time. Elizabeth, well, I really don't see why people don't like her. Heehee...too early to reply...

Thursday: I'm not a smut kind of person. But I think your imagination can fill in.

QteCuttlefish: I liked the two characters too. I really don't understand why people would destroy them. Jack's revenge coming up. ~.^
I'm a serious angst writer, but I have a dark sense of humour according to some people.

Vidalark: The beginning of your idea will show up next chapter. Hmmm...I really doubt Jack caves in for anything... Well, unless rum or sex is involved. ;)
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Jack sat at his desk, absently looking over the list if merchant ships, finding ways to adjust to the news of the reward, while still thinking of ways he would get back at Anamaria. Will would be easy enough. But Anamaria... Jack frowned, extra work never did it with her, and she had a tendency to repay any jokes; or just get angry and hit him.

While he thought about that, the door to his cabin opened. Jack grinned as Will walked in, the only crew member that really had no reason to knock.

"Coming to dinner?"

Jack stood, "I'll dine with the crew again."

Will nodded and was turning to leave when Jack grabbed him. The younger man squeeked as Jack threw him onto the bed and straddled him.

"What the hell are you doing?!"

Jack grinned and gave Will a fierce kiss while reaching below the little table next to the bed. Pinning Will, Jack quickly tied the younger man's hands and secured the rope to the headboard.

"Jack!"

The captain got off Will, taking a moment to watch his lover struggle. "Y'need to learn respect for your captain, whelp."

Jack gave Will a quick kiss, "I'll bring some o' dinner back for you, love."

Will fumed, "Bastard."

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Anamaria frowned, watching as Jack happily took a seat next to Cotton and started talking with both the mute and Gibbs. Since Will hadn't come back, she assumed that Jack was up to something and mmoved to the last empty seat at that table in hopes to overhear what Jack was planning.

Grinning, Jack turned to her and Anamaria glanced at a somewhat worried-looking Gibbs.

"Ana, my dear, you have watch tonight. First, second, and third, actually."

"I have watch, all night?" Anamaria asked. Jack grinned and nodded. "That's it?"

"Well," Jack started; "since I know how boring it can be. I'll send you company for first and second."

"Who's company?" Anamaria asked slowly, her concern starting.

Jack shrugged and turned to his meal. "You'll just have to see... What is this?"

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The cabin was dark when Jack returned, taking time to set the little plate he had brought with him down on his desk and lighting a lamp. He felt Will's eyes on him since he opened the door and grinned at the younger man's glare.

"Miss me, love?" Jack settled on the bed, lying next to Will and setting the plate in the small space between them. "Oh, come now. Aren't you too old to pout?"

Will frowned, "You're enjoying this, aren't you."

"Immensly."

"I hate you."

Jack 'tsk'ed, "That's not very nice, love. I even brought you dinner."

"Oh, how thoughtful."

Jack reached over Will, putting the plate on the small table and moving to kiss the younger man. He started to stroke Will to arousal and abruptly broke all contact as soon as he heard the soft moan. "Sorry, love. But you need to learn."

"Jack..."

The captain smiled, "An' I've got something to do first."

Will growled, "I really hate you."

"I know, love."

There was a silence as Jack moved to the door, opening it slightly and watching as Anamaria settled near the mast. Pleased that his plan was going as he wanted it to, the captain settled at his desk.

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The only sounds Anamaria could hear were the waves moving against the ship's siding, the soft creak of the wood, and the wind. She really couldn't figure out what Jack was up to. Sighing, she started to pace the width of the deck, bored.

Until she heard the soft flutter of a bird's wings. "Oh no..."

Cotton's parrot settled on one of the ropes and Anamaria glared at it.

"Don't you dare..."

The parrot ruffled a few of its feathers, "we pillage, we plunder..."

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Jack chuckled, closing and locking his door for the night after hearing the bird start up. Turning to the frustrated Will, Jack made his way to the bed.

"You're turn, love."

Will frowned, "Oh?"

Jack smiled, he had already removed Will's clothes. Settling on the bed, the older man started running a hand over the taut muscles of the blacksmith's stomach, loving the way they fluttered at contact. "I'll have you begging me in no time, pet."

"You're too confident."

"Maybe so," Jack moved his hand lower. "But I'm not the one tied to the bed, now am I?"

Will gasped and bit his lower lip while Jack just grinned.

"I can wait, love. But I know you can't."

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As graphic as I'm getting right now. Stuff that affects the plot (do I even have a plot?) shows up next chapter.