Treasure

Will stared out at the sea, leaning against the railing of the ship for support. He felt his anger receding as he watched the calm waves. The sound of the sail flapping in the wind and the seawater lapping at the sides of the boat had a strangely soothing effect on him.

“On the whole, I’d say yer takin’ this rather well.”

Will looked up to see Jack walking toward him. “How else can I take it?” he grumbled. “I don’t have much of a choice.” He paused, and then on an afterthought said, “Why aren’t you at the wheel?”

“She can drift fer awhile. We’re in calm waters,” Jack said, drawing up beside him. “I know the truth hurts, mate, but ye had to know sooner or later.”

“All my life I’ve been told that my father was a merchant sailor,” Will said slowly. “Now you come along and try to make me believe that he was a pirate. I can’t see any reason why you would lie to me, other than just being a pirate, but I can’t say that I believe you either.”

“First of all,” Jack said, leaning an arm on the railing and facing Will, “being a pirate doesn’t necessarily me a liar. I only lie when it’s to me advantage to do so, savvy? Second, can ye think of any reason I’d have to lie to ye?”
“No,” Will admitted, dropping his gaze to rest on his hands, clenching the railing with white knuckles. “But I still can’t believe it. My father always seemed so kind.”

“That he was,” Jack acknowledged. “But not all pirates are bad people, and just because yer father was one, shouldn’t change the way ye think of him. I never knew a man so devoted as yer father was to yer mother. He wouldn’t have betrayed her for the lustiest whore in Tortuga.”

“Tortuga,” Will repeated distractedly. “Isn’t that where we’re going?”

“Aye, it t’is.”

“How long will it take to get there?”

“No more ‘n a day’s sail,” Jack said, “but for now I plan on finishing what we started in Port Royal.”

“Whatever you want, Jack,” Will sighed, trying not to look as apprehensive as he felt.

“That’s ‘Captain’ to you, whelp,” Jack grinned, pulling Will away from the ship’s railing. After all, it wouldn’t do to get distracted and lose their footing.

As Will felt his back being pressed against the mast, he suddenly had a thought. “Jack?”

“Hmm?” Jack was stroking Will’s cheek in a distracted way. He almost looked gentle. He didn’t seem at all as fierce as he had the previous night.

“What exactly do you plan on doing with me?”

“I thought the term ‘everything’ pretty much established that.”

“But you’ve already tricked me once,” Will said steadily. “How do I know that you won’t do it again?”

Jack, raised an eyebrow. “Ye have somethin’ in mind?”

Will took a deep breath and said, “You can have anything you want from me, Jack, except sex. After Elizabeth is safe, then…then I’ll give you my virginity.”

Jack gazed at him a moment with those kohl-darkened eyes before muttering, “Fair enough,” and pressing their lips firmly together.

Jack’s lips, though wind-chapped, were surprisingly soft against his. Will kept his eyes open in surprise, trying to take in the strange feeling of his first real kiss.

When Jack pulled back, Will opened his mouth to say something, but Jack took this opportunity to claim the smith’s lips once more, snaking his tongue inside to taste him. Will stiffened in Jack’s arms and tried to close his mouth, but Jack persisted. Eventually, Will relaxed and allowed Jack to explore his mouth willingly, eyelids fluttering closed.

When Jack broke the kiss, Will noted the oddly labored way that Jack was breathing. On closer inspection, he realized that his own breath was coming out in gasps and pants, much the same way.

An odd feeling was making itself known in the pit of his stomach, but Will didn’t have time to examine it because Jack almost immediately asked, “Is me kiss that distasteful to ye?”

“N-No,” Will stuttered, wondering why on earth Jack was asking him something like that. “I-I don’t suppose so.”

“Then why don’t ye reciprocate? It’d make things much more enjoyable.”

Will nodded, feeling quite nervous, and leaned forward to hesitantly brush his lips against the captain’s. Jack pressed forward eagerly and let out a groan of appreciation as he felt Will’s tongue move tentatively against his own. He put an arm around the other man’s waist and tangled his fingers in the smith’s surprisingly soft curls, settling into the kiss properly.

Will let out a surprised moan as Jack’s skillful tongue made all kinds of pleasant sensations shoot down his spine. Breaking the kiss, Jack ran his tongue across Will’s top lip before sucking on his plump bottom one.

Will gasped and tipped his head back, giving the pirate better access to his mouth, but Jack used this opportunity to trail his lips lazily across the younger man’s jawbone and tease his earlobe with his teeth, thrilling in the sharp intake of breath that the boy gave. Jack allowed himself to go lower, sucking on the exposed flesh of Will’s neck, marking him, and unconsciously grinding his hips into the smith’s.

Will stiffened in his arms as he felt Jack’s hard heat pressing insistently against his lower belly. Jack pulled away and looked a little sheepish.

“Sorry. I hadn’t intended that t’ happen.”

“T-That’s all right,” Will managed to say. Jack’s erection was still pressed against him, and he was finding it hard to concentrate. “Just please, move away will you? It’s making me feel odd.”

“Odd how?” Jack smirked and rocked his hips against the other’s, noting with delight Will’s shuddering reaction.

“Please, Jack,” Will said. “Can’t we stop? I’m tired.”

“Alright,” Jack said, taking pity on him and turning away quickly so Will wouldn’t have to see the evident bulge in his breeches. Still with his back to him, he stated, “Why don’t ye go lie down? Ye do look a little tired.”

“No, Jack. I ought to stay here and help-” Will began, but Jack cut him off.

“That’s an order. Besides, ye’ll want yer wits about ye when we reach Tortuga.”

Jack strode up to the wheel and checked the compass that he kept in his pocket. They had drifted slightly off course, but it had been worth it. Oh, yes. It had definitely been worth it.

He waited until he was sure that Will had gone into his quarters before freeing his aching erection from his breeches. Grasping himself roughly, he began to relieve himself temporarily of his want.

This time, however, Bootstrap was gone from his fantasies, and in his place was Will…