The Price of Rum

Title: The Price of Rum (2/?)

Author: Lydia NightShade

Pairing: Jack Sparrow/Will Turner

Rating: R to NC-17 (just to be safe not sure how graphic I’ll get)

Warnings: AU-ish rape/non-con es aes and violence because I’m sick and sadistic and went to Catholic school my whole life ^_^ And of course Slashy goodness in other words these pirates are gayer than a boy with highlights in a pink tube top!

Archive: If you actually wanted it I’d probably faint….BUT ASK ANYWAY!! Nowhere right now.

Disclaimer: I so don’t own any of this, I wish believe me, but no it’s all crap.

Feedback: Oh please! I’m a Leo we live for it! But please be nice we bruise easily.

Beta: None…if you want to please do!

Author’s Notes: Yay! Thank you all so much for the reviews! If I didn’t respond to you individually that doesn’t mean I didn’t appreciate it! So thank you to everyone. OH! And the fic that inspired this is “First Time” by Reisling. You don’t have to read it to understand this but you should read it anyway cause IT’S GREAT! I took me mum to the airport today so I used the name of the airport for my sea port because I can dag nabbit! Still no rape in this part so all you that don’t like rape don’t worry I’ll tell you when it will actually be, because I don’t want to offend anyone. Violence warning goes for the whole fic though so if that bothers you tough cookies I likes it! ^_^
A/N 2: Speech “blah”; thoughts ‘blah’; passage of time/scene change~*~*~*~*~

The predawn sky blanketed the ocean in a mix of blues and soft yellows. In the quiet cabin Wind Jnd Jack were still asleep, limbs intertwined with one another, satisfied smiles on both their faces. It was Jack who woke first. He yawned slightly and stretched as best he could with Will half on his torso. He then looked down at the young man lying across his chest and gently began to wake him. He ran his hands through the silky curls and began to speak in a soft voice.

“Wake up love, time to start another day of deck scrubbing.” Will scrunched his face up and buried it in Jack’s chest and mumbled something incoherent. The sensation caused Jack to laugh.

“Hey that tickles. It’s not polite to make the captain giggle, besides I have no idea what you just said.” Will looked up at him with a tired annoyed look on his face. It was quite obvious he was only hawakawake.

“I said…it’s too early to sound that damn happy.” He then smirked and put his head back down. “Now let me sleep.”

“You little minx! Come on now, we have to get up, we have to make it to port Bradley by nightfall,” Jack cooed as he began placing feather soft kisses on Will’s face. Will squirmed and opened his eyes once again to look at Jack with a questioning look.

“Why are we stopping at a port? We never stop. You’re not trying to ditch me for some two cent, cum guzzling, gutter whore are you?” Jack looked at his lover with wide unbelieving eyes.

“Where did you learn to talk like that?!” Will shrugged and looked at Jack as though he were an idiot.

“Well, gee, we are on a ship full of pirates. Scallywags, drifters, lay-abouts, the dregs of society, the vagabonds, the…”

“ALRIGHT! I get you’re point. Just because they use that language doesn’t mean I want you to talk like them. That’s why I like you, you’re different.” He emphasized his point by leaning down and giving Will a possessive kiss. “But no, the reason we need to goportport Bradley is because we need to pick up more supplies…namely rum.” Will looked at him as if he’s grown three heads.

“You drunk! You want me to get up early and bust my butt because you’re out of spirits to imbibe?!” Jack looked at him as if he was the silliest boy in the world.

“I am not a k. k. But the men get very few privileges being out to sea for months at a time. Rum is one of the things that keeps them happy….besides it tastes good.”

“Better than me?” Will asked while flashine one of his most charming smiles. Jack laughed as he moved faster than a virgin on prom night and pinned Will to the bed, straddling him. Will let out a shocked yelp, but soon started laughing as Jack began to tickle him to no end.

“You, just can’t go two seconds without me complimenting you, can you?”

“Ahahahahaha!! I’m Sor…Sorr…heehee….sorry!” Will was thrashing so much Jack thought the boy would snap in half. He mercifully stopped tickling his lover and stared down at him with a very satisfied smile on his face.

“You’re evil.”

“I know. But you love me for it.”

“Oh sure, throw that in my face again.”

“Watch it or I’ll start again.” Jack warned fingers poised for the kill.

“NO! I mean…I love you too.”

“Good boy! Now get dressed we have a long day ahead of us. But don’t worry, tonight you’ll get to sleep in a nice cozy inn instead of this stuffy cabin.”

“Oh well then, that makes all the scrubbing all worth while,” Will stated in a sarcastic voice, as he placed his hands on the side of his face and pretended to swoon. Jack frowned.

“Oh stop it. Now get to work before I make you scrub the head (toilet),” Jack threatened while putting his clothes back on.

“I hate you,” Will quipped, a pout on his face.

“I hate you more.” Jack said before he gave Will a peck on the lips and left to go give out orders for their trip.

“Saucy bastard,” Will mumbled lovingly as he finished getting ready.

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A loan guard walked down the dark cellblock. He had drawn the short straw and had to bring Barbossa his meal. Everyone in the prison was terrified of the man. How he had been caught at all was a mystery. The tray in his hands began to shake from his nervousness.

‘Calm down. Just slip the tray through the slot and leave.’ As he approached Barbossa’s cell his heart began to beat furiously. He finally reached the cell and slipped the tray through the narrow horizontal opening in the bars. He was about to leave when he realized there was absolutely no movement in the cell. He dared to glance in and what he saw shocked him.

“He’s dead!” he gasped. Barbossa was laying on his back on the bed, his right arm falling limp off the side. His eyes open in a vacant stare at the ceiling and his mouth slack jawed. The man was completely still. Against his better judgment the guard opened the door and walked in. He leaned over and tried heckheck for a pulse, but as soon as his hand made contact with the skin the old pirate burst back to life. In his shock the guard didn’t even have time to scream before Barbossa snapped his neck. He then proceeded to swap clothes with the guard and placed him on the bed and covered him with the tattered rag he had as a blanket.

“Soon little Sparrow, soon. I’ll destroy everything you love and then you’ll die.”

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‘What a shit hole.’ It was the first thought that came to Will’s mind as looked out over the bow of the ship. Port Bradley was the filthiest, most depraved place he’d ever seen in his short life of eighteen years. There were toothless drunks at every corner and on the corners not occupied by drunks, there were whores practically humping everything that walked by. There were children running the streets in rags and thieves lurking in every dark alley waiting for their next victim.

‘Why of all the places in the known world did Jack have to pick this armpit of a port to buy rum?’ he mused as he shivered. He had a bad feeling about this place. He was so lost in his foreshadowing of doom that he didn’t notice the person behind him until a hand was placed on his shoulder.

“Lovely town is it not?” Jack said in a bold voice.

“EEP! God Jack! You scared the daylights out of me!” Will exclaimed, placing a hand over his heart and trying to calm his already frayed nerves. Jack gave him a concerned look. He had never seen his lover so jumpy before.

“Are you alright, love?”

“Oh it’s nothing, I just don’t think this port looks very friendly. In fact I think half the people here want to kill me and eat my eyes or something worse.” Jack had to laugh.

‘Even when he’s scared he’s still adorable.’ He wrapped his arms around Will’s waist and placed his head on his shoulder.

“Very observant little one. This isn’t a friendly place. I have a lot of enemies here as well. Which is exactly why once we get checked into the Inn I don’t want you to leave the room.” Will turned around in his lovers embrace to stare at him with anger.

“You think I can’t take care of myself?! I’m not just some stupid child that needs a babysitter!” Will tried to break free of the embrace, but Jack only held him tighter.

“You misunderstand me. It’s not you I don’t trust. It’s them. Will, these are professional, bloodthirsty cutthroats that kill without any sense of guilt or remorse. They will do anything to get to me and that includes hurting you. I couldn’t live with myself if you were hurt because of me.”

“Oh don’t be so dramatic. But all right. If it means that much to you, I’ll stay in the room,” Will frowned. He really did appreciate Jack’s sentiment he just hated being made to feel inadequate. He returned the embrace and the couple just stood there enjoying the feel of the other’s presence.

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The room was just as Jack had described it. Cozy. It was above a tavern because in Bradley one would be hard pressed to find a building that didn’t havear iar in it. It was small, but pleasant. There was a bureau, complete with mirror, to the right as soon as you entered the room. Beyond that, on the next wall, was the bed built for two with a fluffy comforter and lots of pillows. On the wall opposite the door there was a large picture window with long white curtains. To the left of the door there was another small mirror, and a chest of draws. ‘What’s a room like this doing in a den of iniquity like Bradley?’ Will thought.

“Does this meet your approval?” Jack asked, coming up behind Will caring their small bags with the few supplies and changes of clothes they would need for the next few nights. “It’s the best room in the Inn. Possibly the whole town too.” He smiled and moved passed Will to set down the bags.

“It’s lovely. This must have cost a bundle…what made you go all out?” Will asked still staring in disbelief that this cesspool of filth known as Bradley could produce such a quaint room.

“Well, I figured it was the least I could do for effectively grounding you for the next few days. Care to see how sturdy the wood work is?” He smiled, hoping on the bed and bouncing suggestively while giving Will a devious smile.

“Oh I’m grounded now? I didn’t know I was such a naughty boy,” Will smirked while shaking his head affectionately at his lover’s obvious motives.

“Well you didn’t think I loved you for your mind now did you?” Jack teased, slipping off his boots and moving to the center of the mattress placing his hands behind his head and leaning against the headboard.

“Oh of course not. It’s okay though, I’m just using you for the power and the glory that comes with being first mate to the oh-so-famous Captain Jack Sparrow!” Will moved his arms around as if conducting an orchestra, then bowed to his lover.

“Now who’s being dramatic?” Will looked up again and shrugged. His hands found their way to his scarlet sash and he tugged it free shaking his head causing the curls to frame his face. Noticing he now had his lover’s undivided attention, he smiled triumphantly and began to slowly unbutton his brown vest. He ggedgged it off and slipped his shirt over his head. He twirled it above his head with a come hither stare before he tossed it in Jack’s lap.

The pirate captain managed to look as though he were indifferent even though he already felt the heat pooling between his legs. Knowing Jack was holding out on him Will proceeded with his strip tease by turning around and bending over to remove his shoes just a bit slower than he needed to and resurrected himself with a bit more hip motion than he needed. He turned around and placed his index finger in his mouth drawing it out slowly and running it down his torso until he reached his pants. He made as if he was going to untie his breeches, but at the last second stopped and then moved to the bureau and sat down to brush his hair.

“Alright! Come here you little tease!” Jack ordered his arousal quite obvious. Will laughed and sauntered over straddling his lover and running a finger down his chest.

“What was it you wanted?” He asked innocently, while grinding his hips down on Jack’s ever-growing arousal. He leaned in and began kissing and licking his way down Jack’s neck while unbuttoning the older man’s shirt in order to give him more skin to feast upon. Jack groaned as Will took one of his nipples between his teeth, giving an ever so gentle tug, before swirling his tongue around it until it was a hard pebble. Will then did the same to the other before coming up for a fiery kiss pulling back only to suck on his lover’s lower lip. Jack leaned forward in order to finally rid himself of his troublesome shirt.

Once free he grabbed Will by his hips forcing him even closer to his body and kissed him passionately. The couple broke the kiss to seek air, both panting from the intensity of it. Taking this opportunity Jack, still holding Will’s hips, swung the young man around so that their positions were reversed. Will let out a surprised, happy yelp and smiled up at his lover.

‘I do love when he sweeps me off my knees’ he started snickering and Jack gave him a puzzled look.

“What’s so funny love?”

“Oh nothing. I just love you that’s all.” Will said between giggles. He leaned up and gave Jack a peck on the lips before toying with a nipple. His actions caused Jack to gasp.

“Ah! …Well good!” Jack leaned down and began sucking on Will’s earlobe before kissing and licking his way down the lithe muscular form. When he reached his navel he darted his tongue in and smiled to himself as yet another yelp escaped the blacksmith’s mouth. He paused at the hem of Will’s leggings, looking up at his lover as if to make sure it was okay.

“Don’t stop now you twat!” Will panted. ‘Well I love you too.’ Jack thought as he smacked Will’s ass.

“Hey! You know I hate that!”

“Watch it now! Or I’ll not only ground ye I’ll spank ye too!” He said in the most serious tone he could muster at the moment. Jack laughed to himself as Will closed his mouth, whatever retort he had ready lost in his throat. “

Now that that’s settled,” Jack teased as he untied Will’s breeches and began to slowly pull them, off revealing Will’s len len manhood. Taking only a moment to enjoy the sight, he quickly swallowed Will’s cock.

“Oh GOD!” Will managed to gasp out as his erection was plunged into hot, white heat. Jack began to suck and move his head up and down sliding his thumb up and down the sensitive underside using his other hand to fondle Will’s balls. Will couldn’t think clearly, his hands were wrapped in the sheets, desperate for something to ground him as he saw the stars appear in front of his eyes. He screamed Jack’s name and burst in his mouth. Jack greedily sucked up every drop. He climbed back up over his lover’s body and kissed him deeply. Will could taste a hint of himself in Jack’s mouth and it made him hard all over again.

“Enough foreplay, love. I’m ready,” he breathed against the pirate’s lips. That’s all Jack needed to hear before he searched the bags that still rested against the bed, completely forgotten until now. He found the oil and slicked up his fingers. He traced one around Will’s puckered opening before plunging in two, knowing his lover could handle it. Will moaned into his mouth his tongue battling Jack’s for dominance. Jack added one more finger, carefully stretching Will’s tight entrance, before he pulled them out much to Will’s chagrin.

“Patience love,” he cooed, as he finally lost his pants and slicked up his already dripping erection. The entire time Will had been desperately kissing any part of Jack that he could get a hold of. He didn’t know why, but he just needed to have the contact to feel Jack near him, on him, in him. It was as if he thought he’s never see him again. Jack hovered above Will, who promptly wrapped his legs around Jack’s waist, encouraging him to move faster.

“I love you,” Jack whispered before burying himself inside his lover with one thrust. Will gasped out in slight discomfort, but it was soon forgotten as Jack kissed him tenderly and held his position until Will had time to adjust.

‘I love this part, just being inside him. He’s so vulnerable, so trusting. I’m so lucky.’ When he heard Will whimper with impatience Jack started thrusting with the force of a hurricane. Will met him for every thrust, doubling their pleasure. When he sensed he was near completion Jack reached between their bodies and started pumping Will to the same timing as his thrusts. This was too much for Will and he came shouting Jack’s name once again that night. Feeling Will constrict around him sent Jack over the edge and he came as well, buried deep inside his lover’s tight channel. He opened his mouth in a silent scream before he fell completely limp on top of Will.

They both just lay there in a tangle of sweat-slicked limbs panting for breath. Jack raised his head up to look at Will who had his eyes closed trying to calm his breath. He reached up a hand and swiped a sweat soaked strand of hair out of his face before kissing him with all the love he felt for the young man. When they broke apart Will was still panting.

“I don’t mean to spoil the moment love, but you’re quite heavy…” Will’s voice was slightly strained and he looked to be in quite a bitdiscdiscomfort.

“Are you calling me fat?!” Jack questioned pretending to be insulted.

“…..yes….yes I am.” Will said managing a smile despite his lack of oxygen.

“And you call me a saucy bastard,” Jack grumbled as he rolled off the smaller man and pulled him up against his side. They both gave contented sighs.

“That was a lot more fierce than our usual love making, what got into you?” Will asked looking up at the sated captain.

“Well at home we only have that rickety old bed. It’s older than the ship I think. If we got too rough it would probably break. But this is a nice fine work of craftsmanship, can’t be that old. Especially for the price I paid,” he muttered the last part, as he got lost in playing with the silken curls of Will’s head. The two lay in quiet reverie before Will broke the silence.

~Creeeeeaaaak~

“Did you hear something?” He asked, lifting his head slightly.

“No. Why?”

~creeeaakkkk~

“There it is again!” He said sitting up and looking around the room. Jack cracked one eye open to observe his strange lover before yawning and closing it again.

“Will, go to sleep it’s noth….”

~CRAAACCKKK BOOOMMM!!~

Before Jack could finish his sentence, the four posts of the bed feel in four different directions and the bed, along with the lovers, crashed to the floor. Jack just sat there wide-eyed and open mouthed too shocked to even make a sound. Will on the other hand….

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAA!!!!! Wha-what wa-was that you were saying about out /cabin/ bed?!” He was laughing so hard there were tears in his eyes, his face beet red. Will flopped on the bed, holding his stomach laughing as if his lungs were going to burst.

“It’s /not/ funny William! Do you have any idea how much I paid for this room?!” Jake scowled, ‘I shelled out a fortune for this room and they were shafting me the whole time!’ He looked back at his hysterical lover and smacked him in the face with his over fluffed pillow.

“Ehehehehehee! You got gypped!” Will barely squeaked out. “Well, you wanted to test out the wood work!!! Ahahahahaaa!” His laughing was cut short as Jack took his remaining pillow and began to smother him. With his arms and legs flailing all about, Will accidentally punched Jack in his famous nose.

“AHHHH!! You little heathen!” He snapped as he released the pillow. Will tossed it aside and gasped for breath.

“You were smothering me!…..heathen?” He asked,ing ing Jack a perplexed look.

“I’m in pain what do you want from me?” Jack whined miserably. Will frowned and leaned over pulling Jack’s hand away and inspecting Jack’s nose gently.

“It’s not broken, just a bit sore. You may want to put something cold on it so it doesn’t swell.” Hed pld placing a kiss on Jack’s cheek and wrapping his arms around him, resting his head on his shoulder.

“Well I have to go down to the tavern to scream at the Inn owner anyway for giving us this shoty furniture,” Jack grumbled. He made a move to get up, but Will stopped him. Holding on even tighter.

“Go tomorrow love? It’s late and I want you to stay with me. I won’t see you all day tomorrow, since I can’t leave the room.” Jack paused as if considering it, then settled back down onto what was now a mattress on the floor.

“Only because you asked so nicely.”

“You’re too good to me,” Will smiled as he snuggled up next to Jack’s side and pulled the blankets all around them. Once settled Will leaned over, mindful of Jack’s “injury,” and gave him a very careful, but tender kiss before sleep claimed them both.

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After taking over the poorly guarded and understaffed prison, Barbossa and his new crew of convicts, set off into the night blindly following the orders of their sadistic, insane captain. They had stolen a ship and had been sailing for several days until finally they needed to restock their supplies.

“This looks like as good a place as any.” The mad man spoke to no one in particular. He stood on the dock staring at the passing people with disgust and hatred. He stopped a small boy that was begging for scraps on the street and asked him.

“Tell me small one, what is this place?” He smiled, but his teeth were rotten and yellow. The boy looked up in fright and answered in a trembling voice.

“B-Br-Bradley s-s-s-sir.”

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Tbc…?

I say goddamn! That was a lot longer than I expected. It’s kind of crappy (not satisfied with the beginning) but I’m never satisfied, my own worst critic. The action starts in the next chapter so if you’re still interested, be patient. I just wanted to give them one more tender moment before the shite really hits the fan. And I apologize if you think they are out of character or if I spelt Barbossa wrong. Can’t use spell check for that….they want me to call him Barbara hehehehe! CRAP! It’s hot here!