In Love With Two Men

Chapter 18: Back To Where We Began

A/N: Princess of the Pearl: Once again, thank you for your reviews! Oh yes in the back of his mind Jack thinks Will might cause trouble but he doesn’t really worry too much about it leaving them open for an unexpected attack.

Sparrowlover: Thank you for your reviews my dear! Not to worry though…I’m a huge Jack/Elizabeth fan so they will have a happy ending. And I’m not abandoning my other stories so not to worry.

Poodle Murphy: Thank you very much for your review and I’m glad to hear that my dialog works for the characters.

Also fair warning there will be some nonconsensual sex in this chapter!

Disclaimer: Nope Disney is still holding all the rights to POTC and Jack Sparrow…so I get nothing for writing this story.

Since they had decided to get married Jack had been making stops at every port he deemed necessary to gather what was needed for the wedding of Elizabeth’s dreams. She had gotten her dress in the tiny town of Sardinia, Italy. It was beautiful strapless white silk and Jack was certain she would look every bit the goddess in it. But most of all he couldn’t wait to take it off her on their much anticipated wedding night. All that was needed now was the location. Elizabeth sat at the highest point at the bow of the Pearl as the wind played with her tawny hair making it dance slightly. The sun was slowly starting to sink beneath the horizon painting the sky in beautiful shades of pink and gold. Jack drank in the perfection of his bride to be sitting there admiring the setting sun that reflected so marvelously off the sapphire waters of the sea. God she was so beautiful to him. No matter how long they had been together it still took his breath away every time he looked at her. Feeling Jack’s eyes on her she glanced back over her shoulder. Seeing him watching her from his place on the wheel deck next to Gibbs she smiled broadly at him. Jack couldn’t help but return the smile. Turning back towards the setting sun she inhaled sharply when a thought hit her suddenly. As she stared at the orange red sun sinking beneath the waves she suddenly knew exactly where she wanted to marry Jack. Why hadn’t she thought of it sooner? It was perfect, the perfect place for them to be married!

Pushing herself to her feet she hopped down off the little space at the bow that she had been perched upon. Elizabeth ran up the stairs to the wheel deck nearly running over Barbossa as he was coming down them. He scowled at her as she just pushed past him shouting out a quick apology without even bothering to look back.

“Sorry Barbossa!”

“Aye…yer always sorry for something.”

Rolling his eyes he kept on towards the lower decks. Elizabeth stopped just short of Jack and Gibbs now completely out of breath from running so quickly to get to him. Jack and Gibbs exchanged amused glances as they watched Elizabeth gasping to catch her breath. She looked up at Jack with wide tea colored eyes as she sucked in a deep breath before trying to speak.

“Jack…I…I…know…where…I…want…to…get…married!”

“Is that what ye rushed over here for love?”

“Yes!”

“Alright…where’s the grand event supposed t’ take place then?”

“On the island!”

“The island?”

“Yes…you know! It’s perfect!”

“Ye don’t mean the island that Barbossa marooned us on do ye?”

“That’s the one.”

“That’s where ye want t’ get married darling?”

“Yes…Jack don’t you see? It’s perfect! It’s where we spent our fist night together.”

“Ah…so it was…alright if that’s where ye really want t’ get married.”

“It is.”

“Then it’s settled.”

“Not everything.”

“Yes it is.”

“No it’s not.”

“Yes it is.”

“We need a priest Jack.”

“Got one.”

“Who?”

“Pepper…he was a priest before he was a pirate darling.”

“Pepper?”

“Aye…so we’re all set.”

“I suppose.”

Clarence Pepperidge had been a priest long before he had turned pirate and served under Jack Sparrow. He was an older man of around fifty and had gray hair and big blue eyes. Jack had been the one to call him Pepper and the nickname had just sort of stuck after that. Elizabeth smiled up at Jack as he took her by the hand and led her down the stairs towards the railing to look out over the ocean.

“Izzy darling…I want ye t’ know how much it means t’ me t’ know yer all mine.”

“Jack…I’ve been all yours for quite some time now.”

“Aye…but now yer completely mine…because ye’ll be me wife.”

“I’m happier than I’ve ever been Jack Sparrow…and it’s all because of you.”

“Elizabeth…I want ye t’ know that ye truly are the reason I’ve been trying t’ be a better man. Ye make me want things that I never thought I could ever want.”

“Things like what?”

“A wife…an’ family.”

“Oh Jack…children?”

“Aye…one day…if ye want t’ have them?”

“Of course I want to have children…I just…”

“Didn’t believe that I would ever want that?”

“No…I figured I was getting lucky just being able to marry you…I never imagined children could ever be a part of the deal.”

“Love I’d give ye anything ye want…ye know that.”

“Just having your heart means more to me than you will ever know Jack Sparrow.”

“Masters Pintel an’ Ragetti!”

“Aye sir?”

“Aye Captain Jack?”

“This calls for a little music! Break out yer fiddles an’ play us a tune gents! I’d like t’ dance with me bride t’ be.”

Pintel and Ragetti quickly fetched their fiddles and began playing a lively tune. Jack grabbed Elizabeth’s hands and pulled her against him. Then grabbing her around the waist he lifted her and twirled her around the deck making her give little squeals of delight. The rest of the crew watched in amusement chuckling as their captain swung Elizabeth around the deck merrily. Elizabeth’s arms wrapped tightly around Jack’s neck as she leaned in to kiss him softly. Their foreheads touched lightly as they danced around the deck of the Pearl. Jack swirled her around lifting her higher off the deck. She looked down at him now her tea colored eyes twinkling with excitement as she laughed loudly. Her laughter seemed to carry out across the deck and bounce off the waves echoing all around them.

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Meanwhile somewhere in the Atlantic Ocean The Devil’s Revenge was headed towards the Caribbean to make port in Tortuga. They had just stopped in a small coastal town in Scotland to raid it for whatever supplies and money they could. Now dressed in all black Will had decided to take a young tavern wench he had spotted as she had tried to make a run for it when they had burst into the small tavern. She was very pretty with fiery red curly hair and bright green eyes with freckles dusting her alabaster cheeks. The girl couldn’t have been more than fifteen or so but it didn’t matter to him. She was short and very petite with small perky breasts and generously curved hips. He had liked the way her dress had fit her. Her dress was an off the shoulder style the bodice being white and the skirt a dark green blue and black plaid. She had made a break for the door of the tavern but Will had quickly grabbed her by the arm snatching her up against him as he pressed his pistol into her left temple. She had immediately started sobbing begging to be let go but it fell on deaf ears as he carried her back to the Devil’s Revenge.

Taking her into the captain’s quarters he kicked the door shut with his foot locking it before striding over to the bed to throw her down on it. She scrambled to turn over on her back to look up at him with tears streaming out of her big green eyes.

“Please! Please I’m begging you sir!”

“Begging me? Do you really think that’s going to help you?”

“Please God!”

“God can’t help you now. Tell me…what’s your name girl?”

“N-nessie sir.”

“Nessie what?”

“Nessie MacTavish sir.”

“Well Miss MacTavish…welcome to the Devil’s Revenge.”

“Oh no…please no!”

“Cry all you want…nobody’s going to come to your rescue…I can assure you that missy. I gather you’re not very old?”

“I’m fifteen sir…please don’t do this?”

“Fifteen? Seems old enough to me. Now then…off with your clothes.”

Nessie stared at him with wide green eyes as she shook her head. Frowning Will took a couple of steps towards her.

“Insubordination will not be tolerated Nessie!”

Looking at the door nervously she decided to risk it and pushed herself up off the bed to make a run for freedom. Will rolled his eyes as he pulled his pistol from his breeches and fired a shot narrowly missing her head and hitting the door making her freeze in her tracks. Nessie turned slowly back around to face him trembling noticeably. He strode over to where she stood jamming his pistol back into his breeches as he reached up to grab her shoulders and turn her around roughly. She began to sob softly as he unfastened the buttons at the back of her dress and roughly pushed it off her shoulders and down her waist. Spinning her back around he drank in the sight of her small but incredibly perky young breasts as their pink nipples stiffened from exposure. He pulled the dress the rest of the way off her body until it pooled around her bare feet. Grabbing her by the wrist he dragged her over to the bed throwing her back down on it. Nessie lay there shivering as Will hurriedly stripped off his clothes only holding onto his pistol. She flinched when he pressed the barrel of his pistol into her temple.

“Is that really necessary?”

“Most decidedly yes missy…I can’t very well have you running away again now can I? Just lie still and this will be over with before you know it.”

Nessie shut her tear filled green eyes and whimpered as she felt him lay over her pinning her to the mattress with his weight. He nudged her thighs apart roughly as he reached down between them and took his throbbing flesh into his hand. Pressing his cock against her entrance he rocked his hips forward forcing himself into her tearing through her innocence making her arch off the bed. A shrill cry of pain tore from the back of her throat as she clutched at his shoulders her nails biting into his flesh. A blinding searing pain surged through her body making her muscles seize up as she struggled to remain conscious. Will grunted as he thrust roughly into her not caring that he had ripped her a little when he had forced himself inside of her. The blood only served to better lubricate her for him. Her walls squeezed him tightly making him shut his eyes as he fought off the urge to just explode inside her right then and there. Nessie felt the last of her conscious mind slipping away from her and the blackness started to overtake her. Will scowled as he saw her slip into unconsciousness. No matter he would still finish with or without her being awake for it. Thrusting his hips roughly he pounded into her letting his eyes slip closed as he relished the sound of their skin slapping together. A few more shallow thrusts and he felt the dam that had been containing his release give way sending his seed flooding into her body. Will pumped into her until his cock had gone completely soft making him slip from her body. Panting he pushed himself to his feet and got dressed. Grabbing her dress he quickly pulled it back onto her body buttoning it back up hastily. Scooping her up in his arms he walked out onto the deck to see Sam leaning over the railing. Handing her to Sam he finished buttoning up his breeches.

“Drop her off in the first port we come to, she’s served her purpose.”

“Aye Captain Turner.”

Will went back into his cabin stripping down naked once more to crawl beneath the blanket of his bed. Shutting his eyes he allowed thoughts of revenge on Jack and Elizabeth to lull him into an uneasy sleep.

A/N: Okay I know I’ve turned Will into a real bastard. But give the guy a break…after all he’s been through he has a right to go a little crazy. Hope you enjoyed the latest chapter!