Pre-rum

Title: Pre-rum (2/2)

Author: Lydia NightShade

Pairing: Jack Sparrow/Will Turner

Rating: I thought NC-17…but I think it’s more like a strong R. So proceed with caution.

Summary: This is the prequel to The Price of Rum. You can read this one on it’s own. This is really just written to take a break from the angst going on in Price of Rum, it’s how my Jack and Will met. DESPITE THE WARNINGS IT’S NOT A REALLY DARK FIC! I swear! There’s a feel good ending and lot’s of cuddly Jack and Will.

Warnings: Mentions of past abuse and Will deals with his attempted rape, but it’s nothing really bad. This part is meant to be cuddly. And it’s AU, so no skeletons or Elizabeth. Oh yeah Will is 17. Jack is aboot 34. Yes that’s right…aboot! Ever watch South Park?

Disclaimer: If these were my characters I’d be living in a mansion in New Zealand right now with a killer entertainment unit and LOTR playing non-stop…considering I’m hunched over a laptop in my mother’s house in the US, I think it’s safe to say I made this up.

Feedback: You know I love it!

Beta: Sara!

Author’s Notes: Another rainy, lazy day. Since Nightshade (dark muse) seems to have bailed on me again and I /had/ to write something and this requires no angst, or at least nothing I can’t handle me self! I hope I didn’t exhaust my sex muse with Shiver Me Timbers. *pokes sex muse with a stick* EUREKA! Terra Wolf lives! Oh she’s telling me to go suck an egg…bitch. Anyway! Here’s part 2 with my usual twisted humor and cynical romance. Veruca Salt rocks! Listening to ‘Volcano Girls.’

Author’s Notes 2: Ye know the drill…speech “blah”; thoughts ‘blah’; scene change/passage of time *~*~*~*~*~* Oh yeah! I have no idea if Jack knows anything about pressure points or not, but I’m a Xena nut and it seemed the only explanation as to why Will wouldn’t wake up screaming while Jack was tending to his stab wound. Plus he said in the movie that he’d been to Singapore and they know lots of different sorts of those kinds of healing techniques…right? *sigh* WELL IT’S AU ANYWAY!!

Dedication: To my beloved readers! You guys have been so awesome with the support and nice feedback through the trials tri tribulations of my first fic. You guys rock! ^_^


Will tossed and turned. He mumbled incoherently, weakly thrashing against his attacker. He felt hands on him and he shot up, eyes wide and frantic.

“Stop! Don’t touch me!” he screamed struggling against the hands holding him, not remembering that Jack had saved him.

“Peace lad! You’re safe now! I won’t harm you!” Jack said in a calm, stern voice, gently pushing Will back down onto the bed. He had been watching the boy thrash and had tried to sooth him. Will stared at him for a moment until Jack finally saw recognition flash in his eyes. He frowned when he saw the eyes begin to water and the body begin to shake.

“Did…did…did he…um…” Will’s voice was shaky and he couldn’t bring himself to ask what he wasn’t sure he wanted to know. He felt his tears falling and he quickly wiped them away, embarrassed to cry in front of a stranger. A /pirate/ of all people! Jack smiled sympathetically. He knew what Will was going through, and then some. He placed his hand under the boy’s chin and forced him to look at him.

“No. I stopped him…he’s dead,” he spoke in a quite voice, gently wiping away Will’s tears. Will flinched when Jack’s finger brushed over a small cut he’d received during the attack. “Oh yes, that reminds me,” Jack said as he picked up the rag he’d been using to clean Will’s wounds. He dunked it in the warm water and started cleaning it.

“Ow…” Will sucked in a sharp breath as the cleansing substances seeped into the wound. Jack held back his smile, ‘He’s adorable…oh bloody figs…not good…don’t get attached, don’t get attached, don’t get attached…’ he scolded himself as he moved to the small cut on Will’s lower lip. ‘How could that bastard want to hurt such a sweet person…STOP THAT!’

“Your cheek is going to be swollen for a little while. He smacked you pretty hard, and I’m sure you must still have a headache.”

Will grimaced at the mention of his throbbing head, and burning cheek. He gave a half smile and said with forced levity, “Heh, it’s okay. Balances out my eye quite nicely don’t you think?” he laughed half-heartedly before the look of disapproval on Jack’s face made him swallow it. He bowed his head like a child being yelled at by their mother. “I’m sorry,” he mumbled, “How did you find me anyway?” he said trying to change the subject.

“Well trouble seems to follow you where ever you go so…when you left the bar I followed you. Besides, I knew you had nowhere to go. Then I heard you scream and when I came around the corner…that scoundrel was ripping your shirt.” Jack spoke as if it was just another day. At the mention of his attack Will shrunk into himself and went to pull his shirt closer to his body when he realized he wasn’t wearing one. Alarm bells shot off in his head and he panicked. He threw the blankets over Jack’s head before flying off the bed looking for his shoes.

“What the bloody hell are you doing?!” Jack shouted as he fought with the sheets for a moment and then rose from the bed. Will backed into a table and grabbed the candlestick as his weapon.

“Stay back!” Will shouted his eyes wide and frantic.

“What’s wrong with you?! Why do you always flip out whenever I’m trying to help you?! I’m not usually nice to strangers when there’s no profit for me, but I am to you, god only knows /why/ because every time I am you accuse me of being a scoundrel! IT’S REALLY STARTING TO TICK ME OFF!”

“You’re pretending to have saved me only to bring me back to your room so you can undress me in my sleep and god knows what else! Do you think I /owe/ you because you saved me? You’re nothing but a sneaky pirate!” Will shouted on the verge of losing it. He had been through so much in such a short amount of time it was really startio weo wear him down. His held out the candlestick in defense, but his hand was shaking. “Damn it!” he scolded himself. “Why am I always so weak?!” he asked himself in a strangled whisper.

He heard Jack start to move towards him and snapped his head up. He panicked and chucked the candlestick at Jack’s head. The pirate easily dodged it and continued his advance. Finding nothing else he could throw, Will bolted for the door. He’d almost reached it before Jack caught him and swung him around so he was facing the bed. Will struggled with all his might. He was convinced Jack wanted to rape him too.

“No! Let go of me! Help me somebody! Please!” He screamed until Jack slammed his hand over Will’s mouth, “Mmmpph!” was all he could get out.

“ALL RIGHT! THAT’S ENOUGH!” Jack shouted slamming Will onto the mattress face first and pinning him with his body weight. “I’m not going to rape you, I don’t think you owe me anything! I brought you back to my room because this is where all my healing supplies are! And I removed your shirt because I had to treat your /stab/ wound delivered by your /charming/ secret admirer! Plus, /I’m/ not the one that gave you all those nasty bruises!” he felt Will flinch and start to tremble at the mention of his attacker. Jack huffed and calmed himself down. He waited a few moments allowing all that he’d said to sink in, before he spoke again. “Now…if I remove my hand, do you promise not to start screaming again and acting stupid?” He felt Will nod his head slightly and he hesitantly removed his hand, standing up so he wasn’t pinning the young man down.

Will wiped the tears from his face that came involuntarily from his fear and turned so he was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the bed. He pulled the sheet around himself so he could cover he slightly bruised torso. He could feel the heat pooling in his face as he blushed. He hated when other people saw the ugly marks Brown had given him. His blush deepened when he heard his stomach rumble rather loudly. He heard Jack laugh and he felt anger well up inside him.

“What’s so funny?! I haven’t eaten since sunrise thank you very much!” he huffed, rather miffed that the pirate had laughed at him. ‘Why do I care so much?’

“Well if you’re hungry you should have told me sooner. I’ll have some food brought up to the room,” Jack said nonchalantly as he headed towards the door. He looked back at Will and cocked his head to the side, “Are you going to be here when I get back?” he asked, slightly mocking. Will glared at him.

“You hid my shoes…exactly where am I supposed to go without them?” he asked bitterly. He noticed the annoyedk onk on the pirates face and felt slightly guilty that he’d upset him /again/ when he was being nice. “Just forget it,” he said softly “I don’t have any money to pay for food.”

“I didn’t ask you if you had any money now did I? What do you want? I don’t know what we can get at this hour…so it may be a little…/sketchy/.” Jack said sticking his tongue out and grimacing. Will had to laugh. ‘Maybe he’s not so bad…’ he thought.

“Whatever they have is fine…I’m not a picky eater,” he said still laughing a little from Jack’s playful face. ‘Isn’t he precious…OH /GOD/!’ Jack chided himself before giving the young man a nod and heading downstairs.

Will took his time alone to examine his body. He vaguely remembered a sharp pain in his left shoulder. He looked to find a cauterized cut about an inch long. ‘How did he do that without me waking up?’ he thought confused. He also noticed that his hair was down. ‘Oh that’s right…he ripped my sash,’ Will thought sadly. That was the only present he had left from his mother. He started crying again. It was okay, no one would see. He pulled his knees up to his chest, rested his forehead on them and started rocking back and fourth.

When he heard Jack return he hurriedly wiped his eyes and forced himself to smile. Jack brought over a tray with bread, meat, and cheese. Will’s stomach grumbled again at the smell of food. He sat staring at the food, as if waiting for something.

“Don’t be shy, dig in!” Jack laughed as he saw the boy struggling to keep control of himself. He knew he’d been crying again, his eyes were red and puffy. Will made himself two sandwiches and started gobbling them down. He’d never tasted anything so good. “By the way, you can call me Jack…Captain Jack Sparrow!” Jack shouted, his pride getting the better om. m. Will paused in his eating to smirk.

“Must I use your full title every time?” he asked smugly, enjoying the look of embarrassment that spread over Jack’s face.

“No…Jack will do. And what shall I be calling you then lad?” Jack asked wanting to get attention /off/ himself for once. Will paused, wondering if he should give a fake name, but decided against it.

“William Turner…just call me Will,” he said quietly, going back to eating his sandwich. Jack poured some water into a mug and handed it to Will, knowing he wouldn’t take it himself. Will gave him a grateful nod and gulped it down.

“So William…now that we’re old chums…who gave you the black eye?” He asked slyly, gauging the boy’s reaction. Will almost gagged on his water, but managed to recover with minimal coughing.

“Why?” he asked in a nervous voice.

“Just curious…get into a fight?” Jack asked, knowing that wasn’t the cause.

“Um…yeah! It was a terrible fight! Must have been…twenty men! They were trying to take my affects…so I clocked them all!” Will said as aggressively as he could, raising his fist in the air in mock victory. Jack looked at him incredulously and Will frowned and lowered his fist.

“Twenty men eh? And you only got one black eye and a few bruises on your ribs and back…you must be quite the fer,”er,” Jack said sarcastically.

“I could be!” Will said hopelessly, not even believing the lie himself.

“Oh I’m sure you could,” Jack said patronizingly, “It’s just…if you battled off /twenty/ men…as it were…then why could you not fight off that one bloke in the alley?”

“….Um….I…um…I…I was…tired! Yeah! I’d been working hard all day and was vtiretired…I think I feel a yawn coming on right now!” Will tried to fake a yawn by opening his mouth and making a yawning sound, while rubbing his eyes, but it came out as more of a burp. He blushed and dropped his hands. “I’m a terror when I’m awake…oh yeah…catch me when I’m well rested and you’ll be sorry…” he tried to recover but at Jack’s angry stare he drawled off and dropped his head, playing with the fringe on the sheet.

“You are…without a doubt…the /worst/ liar…I have /ever/ seen,” Jack said laughing at the boy’s miffed expression. “Why don’t you just tell me thuth?uth?”

“Because it’s none of your business! Why do you care?! No one else does!” he shouted bitterly, “Look, I appreciate your kindness but I really must be going,” he said suddenly rising from the bed again and looking for his possessions. “Where’s my shirt? Oh there it is…” he mumbledkingking it up and examining it. It was torn and bloody. He sighed, and dropped it back to the floor looking for his vest instead. He found it and began buttoning it up when Jack stopped him.

“And exactly /where/ do you plan on going?” Jack asked sardonically. “You said yourself you have no money.”

“I’ve got plenty of things I could sell!” Will said defiantly.

“What? Those old beat up books? I looked through your things…you have nothing to sell.”

“You looked through my things! How dare you!” Will shouted, grabbing his jacket and searching for his shoes. He glared at Jack. “Where the devil are my shoes?!” he seethed. Jack crossed his arms and shrugged.

“What shoes?” he smiled smugly, enjoying the enraged look that spread over Will’s face.

“You know what I’m talking about! Tell me where they are! You have no right to keep me here!” Will shouted getting upset.

“Who says I’m keeping you here? You can leave whenever you want…you’ll just have cold feet.”k lak laughed. Will let out a groan of frustration and ran his hands through his hair, pulling on the ends.

“Why are you doing this to me?! Just tell me where my shoes are!” he shouted, almost on the verge of tears again.

“Tell me where you got your bruises and I will,” Jack said innocently. He didn’t want to upset the young man, but he’d become rather fond of him and wanted to make sure he was okay.

“What does it matter?! You can’t fix it so why should I tell you?! Now where are my god damn shoes?!”

“Not good enough,” Jack said shrugging.

“JUST GIVE ME MY FUCKING SHOES!” Will screamed lunging at the pirate. They tumbled to the bed once again and it didn’t take Jack long to pin Will once again, this time on his back with his hands to either side of his head. He struggled and whined, but he couldn’t get free. “Let go of me!” he sneered glaring up at Jack.

“No.”

“Why are you doing this? Why can’t you just ignore the problem like everyone else does?” Will pleaded, trying desperately not to cry again. He squeezed his eyes shut and took calming breaths. He opened them and stared Jack right in the eyes. “Okay…I got them when I wasn’t paying attention and tripped over one of my tools. I took a rather nasty spill…it’s embarrassing and I’d rather not talk about…alright?” he said as calmly as he could.

“No you didn’t.”

“Yes I did!” Will screamed desperately, his eyes watering.

“No…we could do this all night but your wrists are going to be awful sore, savvy?” Jack spoke, his face revealing no emotion. Will sobbed, turned his head away and tried to sink into the mattress. “Come on now…tell ol’ Jackie all about it,” he cooed.

“/Fine/! My master is a drunken old bastard that likes to beat me every night! Most of the time I can get away, but not always, hence the bruises! There are you satisfied!” he screamed before dissolving into sobs. Jack frowned. He didn’t want to see the youth cry, but he knew he had to get it out. He released Will’s wrists and pulled him into a comforting hug. Will grabbed onto him like he was his only lifeline and sobbed his heart out.

“That’s right…let it all out,” Jack whispered in his ear as he gently rocked them back and forth.

“Why are you being so nice to me?” came the pathetic whimper. Jack looked down to find two teary chocolate eyes staring up at him in confusion. He felt it then. Something snapped and popped and then he felt this incredible warmth spread throughout his body. It was strange, but it made him want to smile constantly. ‘What is this?’

“Because…because…I don’t know…I just want to, savvy?” he said leaning down and placing a gentle, affectionate kiss to Will’s forehead. “Hasn’t anyone ever just been nice to you before?” He heard Will suck in a deep breath and bury his face in his shirt again.

“No…Brown told me I was worthless and deserved all the pain he caused me. aid aid no one would care about me, except him, and that I should be grateful he allowed me to stay there,” he said sadly, sniffling. “I tried so hard…I really did…I just wanted him to treat me like a son…am I really that terrible?” Jack’s heart broke. The poor boy had been neglected and lead to believe he was worthless his entire life. No wonder he was so suspicious of everyone.

“You’re not horrible, little one. That pathetic excuse for a man is. Tell me though, why didn’t you leave years ago?”

“I didn’t leave…he kicked me out…and…he’s the only father I’ve ever known…” he said despairingly. He had stopped crying, but he still sniffled from time to time. Jack felt a deep sympathy for Will. He never had a real father figure either. “Now I have no where to go…I don’t know anyone…I don’t even have a cent to my name…what am I going to do?” he whispered softly, thinking aloud rather than actually asking a question. Jack felt his heart clench. He didn’t know why he said iut tut the words escaped his mouth before his brain could stop them.


“You could travel with me.”


Will looked at him wide eyed, completely shocked and confused. He tried to speak but his voice failed him. He couldn’t understand why this man would care about him at all…his own “father” didn’t.

“I…I…I…why…how…why…I…um…” Will sat there stammg, ng, not knowing how to react to this strange, slightly drunk, incredibly generous…/pirate/! He continued to sputter until he felt warm lips gently placed against his. He gasped and felt a tongue move past his lips. He knew he should struggle, at least that’s what his brain told him to do, but for some unknown reason he closed his eyes and hesitantly started to respond.

That’s when Will felt it. A torrent of warmth burst from somewhere deep inside him and spread through his body. He didn’t know exactly what it was, but he liked it. He’d never felt so content in his life. He didn’t want the moment to end, but he felt Jack pull away. He slowly opened his eyes and licked his lips, savoring the lingering taste of the pirate.

“Come away with me…” Jack whispered huskily into his ear.

“I don’t even know you,” Will answered, shaking his head slightly and looking at Jack unbelievingly. As irrational as it the idea of sailing away with some mysterious pirate was…he couldn’t help but admit that…he desperately wante. B. Before Jack could respond, however, Will had bent forward again and closed the distance between their lips. Will didn’t know why he did it…but it just felt right.

Their tongues collided and twisted together. Will felt Jack’s hand coming up to tangle in his hair, and hold his head in place. Will wrapped his arms around Jack’s neck and moaned into his mouth. He felt Jack pushing him down onto his back and he stiffened. He pushed back against Jack’s chest and turned his head down.

“I’m sorry…I just…it’s…I’m sorry…” he mumbled in an apologetic, ashamed voice. Jack smiled sadly and ran his hand down the side of Will’s face.

“You did nothing wrong lad…tis I that should be sorry…it’s far too soon for this,” he said caringly. “This is far to fast for your first time.” Will’s head snapped up and he looked embarrassed and angry.

“It is /not/ my first time!” he insisted, his voice squeaking slightly. Jack gave him a skeptical look. “I’ve been with plenty of women!” he shouted indignantly. Jack smirked and raised his eyebrow. He knew that was a lie, if Will /had/ actually been with /anyone/, it definitely had only been one.

“Aye, but have ye ever been with a man before?” he asked, amused at the flush that spread over Will’s face. “I thought not.” Will huffed aggravatedly.

“I don’t see why that should matter,” he said haughtily, crossing his arms over his chest and raising hhin.hin. Jack chuckled at the precious scene before him.

“It matters quite a lot lad. Your first time should be something you enjoy and are fully prepared for. I can’t help but feel I’d be taking advantage of you.” Jack didn’t know why that bothered him. After all, he just met the boy, why should be care if he preyed on Will when he was vulnerable…he was a bloody /pirate/ for crap’s sake! Jack mentally kicked himself for blowing his perfect opportunity. Yet, there was another part of him that felt good about it. ‘This is so confusing,’ he thought exasperatedly. “It’s late…why don’t you get some sleep. We can talk about this in the morning.”

“Where are you going to sleep?” Will asked nervously. Jack shrugged and looked around the room.

“Chair I guess,” he spoke apathetically, rising from the bed and walking over to the very uncomfortable looking piece of furniture. Will looked at him unsurely and twisthe che covers in his lap. He worried his bottom lip and looked up at Jack with baby seal eyes.

“Um…I was just wondering…if you don’t mind…um…I…um…oh never mind!” he sighed and started to take off his vest. The material was scratchy and he didn’t want to sleep in it.

“Don’t be shy lad, life’s far too short, what did you want?” Jack asked tiredly, shrugging off his own t. t. Will blushed slightly, before taking a deep breath and speaking in a quiet hurried voice.

“Couldyousleepinthebedwithme…”

“What?” Jack hadn’t understood a word the boy said, and stared at him like he had antlers on.

“I said…could you…would you…s-sleep in the bed…with…with me,” Will blushed so much his ears turned pink. Jack was stunned. Will took his silence as rejection and wanted to cry. “Forget I said anything…I don’t know what I was thinking…I’m so sorry,” he frowned, flopped back on the mattress and pulled the sheets up to his face. He heard Jack laughing and he got angry. Then he felt the mattress dip and the covers being pulled down.

“Well it’s certainly much more comfortable than that bloody frilly chair isn’t then? Scooch over,” he said impatiently smacking Will on his behind. Will rolled over and slapped Jack across the face.

“Don’t ever do that again! I hate when people smack my bum!” Jack threw his hands up in defeat, trying not to smile at the pout on the young man’s face.

“Never again! I promise,”saidsaid with mock apology. “Never been slapped by a boy before,” he mumbled getting under the covers.

“Now you have…you’re welcome,” Will snapped, pulling the covers around himself and turning away from Jack. ‘Why on Earth did I ask him to share the bed?’ He felt Jack yank the covers back and thought he’d explode. “What the hell are you doing?!” he growled in frustration, turning over and glaring at the pirate.

“Why do you get all the covers?” Jack said innocently, wrapping himself up in them.

“I’m cold /that’s/ why!” Will seethed snatching the covers back. Jack gave him an amused look and pulled them back.

“Well I /paid/ for the room.” Will didn’t let go and soon the two were in a tug of war. They were both shouting insults. Will was genuinely getting worked up while Jack was having a grand old time. He hadn’t had so much fun in years.

“Would you stop you’ll rip them!” Will yelled at the end of his rope. It was too late though and the covers split right down the middle, sending both men to the floor on opposite sides of the bed. “NOW LOOK WHAT YOU DID!” Will howled, staring in disbelief at the now scrap of sheet he held in his hands. Jack crawled up on the bed and stared down at Will, a barely restrained smile on his face.

“Oops…”

“Oops? OOPS? That’s all you have to say for yourself?! I might as well have slept on the street, I’ll freeze now!”

“Tell me…how is it you sit down with that ten foot poll up yer arse?” Jack asked mischievously, knowing it would anger the young man. If looks could kill, Jack would have been dead five times over.

“You lousy pirate!” Will screeched, lunging at the man. Jack caught him and held Will as he thrashed and punched him. “Let go of me! I’ll kill you!” Will continued to beat on Jack’s chest until he exhausted himself and slumped in his arms. Jack rubbed his back spoke softly.

“Now don’t you feel better fighting back?” Will shot his head up and looked confused.

“You did all that just to get me angry?”

“Aye.”

“Pray tell /why/?”

“Because people that are beaten often learn to hold in their anger until it destroys them…I figured you could use it.”

“….”

“Well this has been fun but,” Jack yawned, “I’m tired…goodnight!” he rolled over and pulled his half of the sheet around his body. Will sat on the bed with a perplexed look on his face. He opened his mouth to yell at Jack but he couldn’t think of anything to say. He slumped back against the headboard and sighed. He shivered and tried to wrap his sheet around himself. Unfortunately his half was much smaller and it did him very little good. Jack cracked an eye open and observed the troubled young man.

“Cold?”

“I’m only wearing my pants and this room is freezing, what do you think?” Will felt strong warm arms wrap around him and pull him against a firm chest. He stiffened slightly and gasped. “What are you doing?” he asked in a slightly frightened voice.

“You said you were cold, now you aren’t, savvy?” Will pondered the matter than slightly nodded his head. “Good. Now sleep.” Jack commanded, settling back down for the night.

“…Jack?”

“What?” Jack sighed, slightly annoyed.

“Thank you…” Will felt Jack smile against his skin.

“Don’t mention it, little one.”

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

Morning came, shinning the bright rays of the sun down into the small rented room. The two men lay on the bed. In the night Will had turned so he was now nestling in Jack’s chest. He was still sleeping, being completely exhausted from the previous days events. Jack awoke first, unconsciously pulling the young man closer to his body. He gazed down at the treasure in his arms and smiled contentedly. Will was still snoring lightly, his mouth partially open and his face relaxed and calm. ‘Like an angel,’ Jack thought absentmindedly. He leaned forward and placed a soft kiss to Wilforeforehead. Will’s brow furrowed and he started to squirm before cracking open his chocolaty depths.

“Morning beautiful,” Jack whispered, flashing his gold teeth in an affectionate smile. Will blushed slightly and lowered his gaze. He stared at Jack’s bare chest and observed it with curiosity. He hesitantly reached up with his hand and ran a finger down the tanned skin, tracing scares. “See something you like?” Jack asked amused at the youth’s exploration of his body. Will immediately pulled his hand back.

“Sorry…I’ve jueverever seen another man…like this…before,” his voice sounded so innocent to Jack’s jaded ears. He couldn’t even remember when he sounded like that…if he ever had.

“Don’t apologize, you can touch me whenever you want. For a blacksmith you have a very gentle touch.” Jack caressed Will’s face before he leaned in and captured the boy’s mouth in a tender kiss. Jack pulled Will closer to his body and deepened the kiss. Will responded slowly, insecure at first, then growing in confidence. He felt Jack roll him on to his back and cover him with his strong body. Jack nestled himself between Will’s legs, placing his hands on either side of the boy’s face as he continued to kiss him. “You’re so beautiful,” Jack whispered against his lips.

“No…I’m not,” Will contradicted shyly. “Look at me…I’ve got bruises all over and I’m weak…I…” his sentence was cut off as Jack silenced him with a loving kiss.

“I don’t want to hear anymore of that nonsense,” Jack commanded caringly, as he leant back down, placing small kisses all over Will’s face. He couldn’t get enough of the boy’s innocence. Jack didn’t know why but something inside him made him want to protect Will. He kissed his way along Will’s jaw line until he reached the tender earlobe. He drew Will’s lobe into his mouth and sucked gently as he ran his hand down the young blacksmith’s chest. When Jack’s hand grazed a nipple he heard a surprised gasp. As he rubbed his thumb over the hardening peak Will let out a small moan, but stifled it quickly.

“Don’t be shy lad, I like to hear those noises come from you…let’s me know I’m doing me job right.”

“I’m sorry, I’m not used to…this,” Will waved his hands between them, smiling shyly.

“Don’t be embarrassed…there’s no shame in virginity,” Jack said sympathetically. Will pouted and scowled up at Jack.

“I’m not a virgin! I told you I’ve been with women,” he insisted in a frustrated voice.

“Ah yes…the women. Exactly how many women was that again?” Jack asked quizzically.

“…four?” Will answered quietly. Jack gave him and unbelieving glare. “Three…” another incredulous look, and Will sighed, “Okay, okay…I’ve only been with one woman but I almost had two! I just don’t have a lot of time to meet people, Brown never let me leave the shop during the day.”
ell ell I’d be more than happy to introduce you to the world of homoerotic relationships…that is…if you’ll let me…can I?” Jack asked huskily, kissing Will tenderly and grinding their hips together. Will gasped into his mouth, and Jack took the opportunity to slip his tongue past the velvety lips and explore the hot wet cavern.

Will couldn’t believe he was letting this happen. He barely knew this man and he was allowing Jack to touch him in very intimate places, but for some reason being with Jack made him feel safe and protected. He thought he would faint when he felt Jack begin to work him through his leggings. His breath hitched in his throat and bucked into the touch.

“Savvy?” Jack panted into his ear. Will just bit his bottom lip and nodded. He was afraid of what his voice would sound like. Jack started to slowly kiss his way down Will’s neck, alternately gently licking and sucking. He ran his hands up and down Will’s body, while tracing lazy patterns on his chest with his tongue. Will was desperately trying to stay quiet, but strangled mewls came from his throat.

Jack swirled his tongue around Will’s nipple, taking his time to make sure it became a bright crimson pebble before he moved onto the other. He repeated the process before beginning his decent down Will’s young, lithe body. When he came to the hem of his young lover’s pants he paused and locked eyes with Will.

“Alright luv?” Jack cooed while kissing Will’s obvious erection threw the material. Will swallowed hard and licked his suddenly very dry lips. He nodded his head balled the sheets in his fists. Jack slowly pulled down Will’s pants and undergarments, freeing his turgid sex. Jack ran his tongue up the sensitive underside, before gently suckling on the head. Will had never felt anything like this before it was pure heaven. All timidity was forgotten as Jack swallowed him and began to suck furiously. Will threw his head back and cried out in sheer ecstasy. Jack took the invitation and cupped the lad’s sacks and squeezed gently while humming. The vibrations caused Will to buck up into Jack’s mouth, almost gagging the pirate.

“I’m s-sorry,” Will managed to pant out when he heard Jack’s muffled gag.

“No worries, I should have expected that,” Jack chuckled at the sincere look of apology in Will’s eyes. ‘He’s priceless,’ he thought reverently before focusing his attention back to his task. He pinned Will’s hips to the bed as he teased his organ. Jack blew cool air onto Will’s twitching pikestaff (1). “You’re so beautiful lad,” he whispered reverently before deep-throating his lover once again. Will saw stars flashing before his eyes and there was a burst of pleasure as he flooded Jack’s mouth with his essence. He fell back onto the bed, a boneless mass, panting.

“That was amazing,” Will panted out dazedly. He was vaguely aware of Jack crawling back up the bed to lye next to him. When he felt Jack kissing his neck he turned to look into the dark charcoal orbs of his lover. He smiled and rolled over so he could hig Jack close to his body and kiss the older man with passion.

As they held each other, however, Will noticed Jack’s obvious need. He looked down to see the man’s sex straining against his trousers. Will reached out to gently stoke the bulge causing Jack to gasp and grab Will’s wrist.

“You don’t have to do that. This whole experience is supposed to be about you,” he spoke caringly as he kissed Will’s hand. Will blushed but looked at Jack in all seriousness.

“I want to…no one’s ever been this nice to me. I want to make sure you feel good too. I want you to…um…” he blushed more and worried his lip as he searched for the right words, “I want you…tobemyfirst.” Will’s vulnerable, mumbled voice made ’s h’s heart melt. He ran his hand down the side of Will’s baby soft face and tucked a sweat-soaked curl behind the lad’s ear.

“You don’t have to repay anything, William. Just seeing that contented smile on your face is enough. You don’t smile nearly enough, you really should work on that, savvy?” he joked, flashing his golden smile.

“I know I don’t /have/ to…I /want/ to. Anyone else would have let me die in the street…and no one would have stopped that man…if you hadn’t saved me…” Will stopped talking as he began to tear up at the memory. Jack noticed this and held Will closer to his chest, rubbing soothing circles and kissing the top Will’s head. “I’m sorry, this is so silly. Nothing even happened…but I’m serious…I want it to be you. I feel safe with you, I don’t know why but I do. Unless…you don’t want me?” Will’sce sce sounded so hurt it made Jack’s heart wrench.

“Of course I want you! Are you daft lad? Don’t you ever look in the mirror? As for the attack, don’t feel silly. It was a terrible thing that happened, you have ever right to be upset,” he sighed and stared Will in the eyes, “If you’re sure about this…and I mean /really/ sure…then I would be overjoyed to be your first. But I want to make this very clear that you owe me nothing, this is completely up to you.”

“I know…I want to,” Will smiled shyly before leaning in and sucking on Jack’s bottom lip. “Please.” That was all Jack could take. He was already painfully hard and he had a gorgeous young man beneath him begging to be taken…he was only human! Throwing all his caution to the wind he reached for the oil he kept in the nightstand and coated his fingers.

“This may be uncomfortable at first, but it will get better…just be patient.” He cautioned before tracing a finger at Will’s opening. He pushed the digit inside, staring at Will’s face for any sign of pain. “Savvy?”

Will grimaced but shook his head, “It feels…/weird/,” he answered honestly. He really wasn’t sure if he liked it or not. Jack added a second finger and began scissoring them, gently stretching his young lover. “Ah!” Will sucked in his breath and bit his bottom lip.

“Am I hurtin ye?” Jack asked worriedly, promptly removing his fingers.

“No…it was just…a little…uncomfortable?” Will quibbled, not sure how exactly to describe what had caused him to cry out. “Don’t stop.” Jack threw Will a suspicious glance but continued. He curled his fingers, searching for the cluster of nerves that would make Will scream his name. Will’s eyes suddenly widened and he gasped, but not in pain. He pressed back against Jack’s fingers seeking more of the wonderful sensation. Jack added a third finger and stroked Will’s gland, wanting to hear the boy mewl in pleasure again. He was not disappointed.

“I think your ready,” Jack chuckled as he watch the boy’s eyes roll back into his head and moan. Jack removed his fingers and slicked up his dripping sex. He positioned himself above his nervous lover and kissed him gently. “Are you sure you want this? It /will/ hurt…but only at first.”

“I’m sure,” Will answered, his voice slightly trembling. Jack leaned down and kissed Will again, while he stroked him to full hardness. He knew he had to get the boy to relax or he would be hurt even worse than necessary. Under his gentle hands and passionate kisses he felt Will melt into the mattress. Jack lifted Will’s legs so that they rested on his shoulders. He positioned himself at Will’s entrance and gave Will one more chance to back out. Will nodded his consent and Jack leaned forward to give him a soul-searing kiss.

While trying to distract Will with his kiss Jack slowly pushed into the young body. He felt Will tense and whimper into his mouth. He released the youth’s mouth to find Will’s face scrunched up in pain, tears leaking out from under his tightly shut eyelids. Jack kissed the tears away and held Will close as he continued to push in.

“It hurts!” Will whimpered, opening his eyes to stare at Jack. “Is it always like this?”

“No little one. It gets much better…do you want me to stop?” Jack asked with barely restrained lust. He /really/ didn’t want to st Wil Will was so tight and hot, Jack couldn’t remember anyone feeling this good. Will sniffled but shoos hes head.

“No…I want to do this,” he stated confidently. Jack smiled and kissed Will’s forehead before moving down to capture his mouth. He couldn’t get enough of the boy’s sweet taste.

“Can I continue?” he questioned against Will’s lips.

“Y-yes, just go slow…please,” he pleaded, still slightly afraid of the whole experience.

“Anything you want. Let me know if I’m hurting you, I won’t be angry.” Jack knew that Will was far too obliging for his own good and didn’t doubt the boy would continue to let Jack hurt him out of fear of his disapproval. Will nodded and Jack kissed his tears away. Jack began to gently rock his hips, moving in and out ever so slightly. The slow pace was maddening, but he would do anything for the angel beneath him. A part of Jack scolded him for such sentimental thoughts, but it just wasn’t as strong a voice as it used to be.

Will moaned into Jack’s mouth and the pirate knew it was a cue to go faster. He started thrusting more forcefully, until he finally lost control and let his libido take over. They were moaning and crying out in unison. Will had never felt anything so amazing before. When Jack reached between their bodies and started to pump him, Will lost all coherent thought. Will dissolved into a mass of mewling, writhing, sweaty flesh. Will climaxed screaming Jack’s name and fell back onto the mattress. Jack felt the velvety walls of Will’s channel constrict around his sex and it drove him over the edge. He moaned and spilled his seed deep within his young lover.

Jack collapsed onto Will panting and placing frantic kisses all over Will’s face. He hadn’t felt that sated in years and he was truly grateful for the gift the young man had given him. Will chuckled lightly and wrapped his arms around Jack’s neck. They shared a loving, passionate kiss before Jack rolled off of Will and pulled him close. Jack was never the type to cuddle after sex, but this was different, /Will/ was different.

“Did I do it right?” he heard the unsure, melodic voice that he’d come to adore ask.

“You were wonderful…are you sure this was your first time?” he quipped in mock disbelief. Will laughed and kissed Jack again, he couldn’t remember the last time he felt this happy. He snuggled close to Jack and relished in the warmth and protection Jack’s embrace provided.

“Jack?”

“Yes?” Will paused before slowly raising his head.

“I want…I want to travel with you…if the offer still stands anyway,” he mumbled, staring down at Jack’s chest as he traced lazy patterns on it with his forefinger.

“Fantastic! …I mean…yes, the offer still stands,” Jack fumbled over his outburst and tried to look serious. Will smiled and kissed Jack excitedly. He was finally going to get out of this horrible place! It was crazy, to run off with a pirate he barely knew, but there was nothing left for him in Port Royal so why not?

“Do you think the crew will like me?” he asked, showing his vulnerability again.

“If they don’t…I’ll make them walk the plank!” Jack howled facetiously. Will giggled and bit Jack’s pectoral muscle mischievously. “Aie!” Jack squeaked before shooting Will a jokingly dangerous look. Jack then pounced on the young man and started to tickle him like crazy. “Little minx!” he shouted as he delighted in watching Will twist and wiggle under his devious fingers.

“STOP!” Will chocked out threw fits of giggles.

“I didn’t the the magic words,” Jack said innocently, continuing to playfully torment the young man.

“Oh please almighty C-captain…ehehehehe…Ja-Jack Spa…hahahahaha…Sparrow!” Jack smirked and stopped his “punishment” of the young man. Will was panting with his eyes closed, perfectly still. His hair was messy and sprawled across the pillow and he was covered in a fine sheen of sweat.

“If I knew it wouldn’t cripple you I’d ravish you again right now,” he breathed, capturing Will in another kiss. “Care for some breakfast?” Will’s stomach growled and they both laughed. “I’ll take that as a yes,” Jack smiled, giving Will a peck on the lips before he rose from the bed and started to get dressed. Will watched Jack pull his pants back on, not even remembering when Jack had pulled them off. His hand found it’s way to his shoulder wound and he remembered his question.

“Jack?” The pirate paused in his dressing to gaze at Will quizzically.

“Aye?”

“How did you cauterize my shoulder without waking me up?”

“Oh…pressure points,” Jack shrugged, waving his hand like it was common knowledge.

“Pardon?” Will asked confused.

“Pressure points. I learned how to use them on some of my travels. I used them to cut off feeling to that part of your body for a little while. I figured I’d never get ye to trust me if when you first woke up I was stabbin ye with a hot poker, savvy?”

“Impressive,” Will whispered softly, shocked by the knowledge and a little sickened by the visual.

“Twas nothing at all. Now, how about that breakfast?”

“I have no shirt,” Will responded sadly.

“Here,” Jack handed him one of his spares, “After breakfast we’ll go shopping.” Will smiled and got dressed. Jack’s shirt was a little big on him, but it was better than nothing. He ran his hands through his unruly hair and frowned. His sash was gone. “Oh yeah…here,” Jack pulled a small scarlet sash from his wrist and handed it to Will.

“What’s this for?” Will asked awestruck.

“For your hair whelp. I saw that your other was ripped so you can use that. I used to use it on me own hair when I was a lad,” he laughed lightly, “don’t know why I kept it all these years. Now I have me trusty bandana.” Will felt touched by the simple gesture, but he didn’t show it.

“Thank you,” he spoke softly and tied his hair back.

“Come on then, the world awaits us!” Jack boomed excitedly grabbing Will by the wrist and dragging him along. Will laughed and hurried to keep up. For the first time in his short life he finally felt like everything was going to be okay.

The End!


Oh my god! This took so long to write! I know it’s not that good but it just wasn’t flowing! I’m soooooo sorry! Oh yes (1) the use of the word pikestaff was my little tribute to Quills, which has been an inspiration to me. I know it’s an odd word but I have a limited vocabulary. I hope you enjoyed it. ^_^ And Terra told me to leave her alone and let her sleep so the sex scene was not as powerful as I had wanted it to be…lousy sex muse!