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Pirates of the Caribbean (All) › Slash - Male/Male › Sparrington
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
2
Views:
3,321
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13
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Currently Reading:
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I do not own the Pirates of the Caribbean movie series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter 2: Sparrow POV
Chapter 2: Sparrow’s POV
What the..? Norrington? No way this man here is Commodore Norrington. Will and Elizabeth would have told me he left Port Royal. Right? Well obviously not. I knew that I knew this man, his face was unforgettable but without the wig there was room for second-guessing. Yet I never forget a face and pride myself of that fact. But what the hell happened in Port Royal to make Norrington leave? Did he even leave because he wanted to? There are too many questions to ask.
Looking over the past year I have noticed the increasing aggression seen by the Royal Navy against pirates. In fact the Pearl and various Navy ships have exchanged blows several times over. I lost several of my men and friends over these battles. These occurrences seemed odd to me since Commodore Norrington did not like violence or blood shed. OK maybe my blood, but in general he seemed like the goody goody no blood spilling type. I even enjoyed his chases, it became our little game of cat and mouse. He even let me escape and get a head start the last time we met. Granted he did try to hang me, but he never did go out of his way to make it happen. It must be the new Commodore that is giving me a headache.
How did he not know about this new Commodore? I am usually the first to know these things but this time I am clearly the last to know. I wonder what the hell happened to Norrington to land himself in this right mess.
“Hmm..”
“Hello luv. Lovely morning.”
“Maybe for you. I should go.”
As I watched Norrington, maybe I should call him James now. We did do the nasty deed, so formalities are overrated. Yes James now. He looked really small, smaller then I remember, almost frail looking. Does this man eat?
“I don’t mean to be forward. But I need that money you owe Peter before I leave.”
Money? Oh yeah, the 600 promised. How did James get stuck with that shit Peter?
“Oh right. Hang on a sec… Ah, here we go. 600 as promised.”
“Thank you.”
He left before I could get anothher word in edge wise. I need to speak to him before I leave. Normally I don’t think about the people I fuck but I have history with this person. I also don’t like having a debt unpaid to someone. I owe James. Without him letting me go I would have been found and hung by the new commodore already. There is just no way I could leave him here if he hates it. No one deserves what Peter does to people, especially not someone I know. Though James has lasted a year. He must have one hell of a survivors soul, otherwise he would have just killed himself by now. Now I have to get dressed before I lose him. Why do I wear such complicated pants?
Now where did he go? I know that Peter has a small place near the west exit of the town maybe I’ll start there. If not I’m sure the town folks know James by now to offer some help. Wait that sounds like Peter.
“Did you have a good time last night James?”
“Of course. Here is your money. Now give me the shots.”
“Is that a way to speak to your superior James? I may have to withhold the shots until you have learned your lesson.”
“No! I apologize for my rudeness. I’m just tired.”
“Don’t let it happen again. I will not have my entertainers showing me up.” Sneered Peter.
“Of course.” James whispered.
This sounds so wrong. Since when would James ever allow some jerk speak to him like that. Did he not fight me when I did less? What happened to his pride and spirit. If I were bold I would even say he had a pirates spirit, but he was too set in his ways to consider any other way of life.
“See you tonight James. Be on time or else.”
Peter is going to get his I swear it. What do I care what happens to James? I shouldn’t, but even I have honour. He let me go when he could have killed me. And last night was one of the best shags I have had. And believe I have had many.
What is he doing? An injection for what? Oh. That must be the shots that Peter threatened to withhold. No way. Peter has really stumped to a new low to trap someone here with addictive drugs. The shots were great but you shouldn’t over use it. It has been a new thing brough to Torguga by a traveler. It is kind of like opium but it gives you a long lasting high. No one realy knows what it is since there is only one supplier. Even I tried to find out but the bastard has a complete monopoly over the drug. How long has James been on this stuff? The relief flooding James’ face tells me that he has been on it for a long time. Damn this scenerio just got complicated. Now just killing James seems like the best answer. He wants to live though, the lengths he goes to survive proves it, but even he can’t live like this.
“Captain Sparrow if you want another go with me, might I suggest you speak to Peter.”
“What? No. I mean yes I wanted to see you but just to talk.”
“Talk? Why?”
His confusion is so obvious. He kind of has this lost puppy aura about him that just makes me want to.. Stop thinking Jack. As much as you want a go at him again now is really not the time.
“I know who you are.”
“I did tell you my name is James. So I fail to see how that tells me you know me.”
“Your Commodore Norrington.”
Panic spreads across his face but quickly as a blink he becomes passive.
“I assure you I am not a Commodore.”
“True. If you were then you are going beyond the call of duty to infiltrate Tortuga.” I smirked.
James looks at me from head to toe, then looks me straight in the eyes. He looks like he’s trying to figure why I care. His eyes are green, I wonder why I never noticed? Perhaps you were too busy trying to get him on his back.
“What do you want Captain Sparrow?”
That sounded rude. He spat my name and title out like poison. Were we not being civil a second ago?
“Why are you here James?”
“None of your business.”
“Maybe I should just tell everyone that you are Navy man and then we’ll see much you need me.”
“You wouldn’t.”
“Try me luv.”
“Don’t call me that! And you can’t tell anyone.”
“And why not?”
“I..I.. Would you like to be responsible for my murder?”
“I’m a pirate. As you have said to me before Pirates have no morals.”
“But you were the one to try to convince me that you have honour.”
“What does honour have to do with this? Besides you have no honour left for yourself anyway.”
That could have been said in a nicer way. But James really knows how to piss me off.
“Do what you will. I no longer care.”
“You wish to die then, instead of living this life.”
“This life has done nothing for me but cause me trouble.”
“Do you like where you are now.”
He is not answering. It was a simple yes or no question. Is he crying? No he wouldn’t cry. But how much can one endure before breaking. I couldn’t say, haven’t been there…yet.
“Yes….No…”
“Which is it?”
“Why do you care?”
“I don’t know really. I’m just surprised you are here.”
“In that case be surprised somewhere else.”
“Answer my earlier question.”
“NO! Happy now?”
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I knew Peter had another meeting set up for James that evening and decided to wait.
“Hello Peter!”
“Aye Ivan. Do we have an agreement?”
“Yes, 800 for him. Here you are.”
Wow 800 is a lot. Though I’m not surprised he really is… Stop it. They are talking about whoring someone out. In front of said person no less.
“Things appear to be in order. James treat Ivan well.”
James was dragged to the empty alcove and immediately was put to task. Why am I watching this? I’m a horny ape that’s why.
James was pushed against the wall and his legs were wrapped around the man’s waist. How did he get James’s pants off so fast? I can just imagine how James would feel against me in that position. Maybe if I’m lucky James would be in that position again, only willingly.
Ivan began undoing his pants and quickly thrust up into James. James looked like he was in pain but made all the groans and moans that he knew would the experience not last. Ivan pumped hard and fast and came with a loud groan and dropped James like dead weight. Ivan left him there without a thought and moved to the bar counter for another drink.
I will have to talk to James again. There must be a way to convince him to leave. James got up off the filthy floor quickly, but he began to stumble forward. James looked like he was going to pass-out. Reacting I moved from my table and grabbed him to me and was surprised how light he was. I made my decision; I will just take him with me for now. Don’t make me regret this.
I'm so sorry for not posting sooner. I have classes still and there are taking up a lot of time. I hope everyone had a good Chrstmas and New Year.
I would also like to thank everyone for the reviews I had. I'm new to writing slash so my details are weak and I apologize, but when James and Jack finally get together hopefully my imagination will take off. I also know that this chapter is not as long as my first one but it ended better at this point.
Next chapter will deal with an angry James and regretful Jack. Obviously some withdrawal issues as well. Maybe even some foreplay, but it's in the air right now.
Please review
What the..? Norrington? No way this man here is Commodore Norrington. Will and Elizabeth would have told me he left Port Royal. Right? Well obviously not. I knew that I knew this man, his face was unforgettable but without the wig there was room for second-guessing. Yet I never forget a face and pride myself of that fact. But what the hell happened in Port Royal to make Norrington leave? Did he even leave because he wanted to? There are too many questions to ask.
Looking over the past year I have noticed the increasing aggression seen by the Royal Navy against pirates. In fact the Pearl and various Navy ships have exchanged blows several times over. I lost several of my men and friends over these battles. These occurrences seemed odd to me since Commodore Norrington did not like violence or blood shed. OK maybe my blood, but in general he seemed like the goody goody no blood spilling type. I even enjoyed his chases, it became our little game of cat and mouse. He even let me escape and get a head start the last time we met. Granted he did try to hang me, but he never did go out of his way to make it happen. It must be the new Commodore that is giving me a headache.
How did he not know about this new Commodore? I am usually the first to know these things but this time I am clearly the last to know. I wonder what the hell happened to Norrington to land himself in this right mess.
“Hmm..”
“Hello luv. Lovely morning.”
“Maybe for you. I should go.”
As I watched Norrington, maybe I should call him James now. We did do the nasty deed, so formalities are overrated. Yes James now. He looked really small, smaller then I remember, almost frail looking. Does this man eat?
“I don’t mean to be forward. But I need that money you owe Peter before I leave.”
Money? Oh yeah, the 600 promised. How did James get stuck with that shit Peter?
“Oh right. Hang on a sec… Ah, here we go. 600 as promised.”
“Thank you.”
He left before I could get anothher word in edge wise. I need to speak to him before I leave. Normally I don’t think about the people I fuck but I have history with this person. I also don’t like having a debt unpaid to someone. I owe James. Without him letting me go I would have been found and hung by the new commodore already. There is just no way I could leave him here if he hates it. No one deserves what Peter does to people, especially not someone I know. Though James has lasted a year. He must have one hell of a survivors soul, otherwise he would have just killed himself by now. Now I have to get dressed before I lose him. Why do I wear such complicated pants?
Now where did he go? I know that Peter has a small place near the west exit of the town maybe I’ll start there. If not I’m sure the town folks know James by now to offer some help. Wait that sounds like Peter.
“Did you have a good time last night James?”
“Of course. Here is your money. Now give me the shots.”
“Is that a way to speak to your superior James? I may have to withhold the shots until you have learned your lesson.”
“No! I apologize for my rudeness. I’m just tired.”
“Don’t let it happen again. I will not have my entertainers showing me up.” Sneered Peter.
“Of course.” James whispered.
This sounds so wrong. Since when would James ever allow some jerk speak to him like that. Did he not fight me when I did less? What happened to his pride and spirit. If I were bold I would even say he had a pirates spirit, but he was too set in his ways to consider any other way of life.
“See you tonight James. Be on time or else.”
Peter is going to get his I swear it. What do I care what happens to James? I shouldn’t, but even I have honour. He let me go when he could have killed me. And last night was one of the best shags I have had. And believe I have had many.
What is he doing? An injection for what? Oh. That must be the shots that Peter threatened to withhold. No way. Peter has really stumped to a new low to trap someone here with addictive drugs. The shots were great but you shouldn’t over use it. It has been a new thing brough to Torguga by a traveler. It is kind of like opium but it gives you a long lasting high. No one realy knows what it is since there is only one supplier. Even I tried to find out but the bastard has a complete monopoly over the drug. How long has James been on this stuff? The relief flooding James’ face tells me that he has been on it for a long time. Damn this scenerio just got complicated. Now just killing James seems like the best answer. He wants to live though, the lengths he goes to survive proves it, but even he can’t live like this.
“Captain Sparrow if you want another go with me, might I suggest you speak to Peter.”
“What? No. I mean yes I wanted to see you but just to talk.”
“Talk? Why?”
His confusion is so obvious. He kind of has this lost puppy aura about him that just makes me want to.. Stop thinking Jack. As much as you want a go at him again now is really not the time.
“I know who you are.”
“I did tell you my name is James. So I fail to see how that tells me you know me.”
“Your Commodore Norrington.”
Panic spreads across his face but quickly as a blink he becomes passive.
“I assure you I am not a Commodore.”
“True. If you were then you are going beyond the call of duty to infiltrate Tortuga.” I smirked.
James looks at me from head to toe, then looks me straight in the eyes. He looks like he’s trying to figure why I care. His eyes are green, I wonder why I never noticed? Perhaps you were too busy trying to get him on his back.
“What do you want Captain Sparrow?”
That sounded rude. He spat my name and title out like poison. Were we not being civil a second ago?
“Why are you here James?”
“None of your business.”
“Maybe I should just tell everyone that you are Navy man and then we’ll see much you need me.”
“You wouldn’t.”
“Try me luv.”
“Don’t call me that! And you can’t tell anyone.”
“And why not?”
“I..I.. Would you like to be responsible for my murder?”
“I’m a pirate. As you have said to me before Pirates have no morals.”
“But you were the one to try to convince me that you have honour.”
“What does honour have to do with this? Besides you have no honour left for yourself anyway.”
That could have been said in a nicer way. But James really knows how to piss me off.
“Do what you will. I no longer care.”
“You wish to die then, instead of living this life.”
“This life has done nothing for me but cause me trouble.”
“Do you like where you are now.”
He is not answering. It was a simple yes or no question. Is he crying? No he wouldn’t cry. But how much can one endure before breaking. I couldn’t say, haven’t been there…yet.
“Yes….No…”
“Which is it?”
“Why do you care?”
“I don’t know really. I’m just surprised you are here.”
“In that case be surprised somewhere else.”
“Answer my earlier question.”
“NO! Happy now?”
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I knew Peter had another meeting set up for James that evening and decided to wait.
“Hello Peter!”
“Aye Ivan. Do we have an agreement?”
“Yes, 800 for him. Here you are.”
Wow 800 is a lot. Though I’m not surprised he really is… Stop it. They are talking about whoring someone out. In front of said person no less.
“Things appear to be in order. James treat Ivan well.”
James was dragged to the empty alcove and immediately was put to task. Why am I watching this? I’m a horny ape that’s why.
James was pushed against the wall and his legs were wrapped around the man’s waist. How did he get James’s pants off so fast? I can just imagine how James would feel against me in that position. Maybe if I’m lucky James would be in that position again, only willingly.
Ivan began undoing his pants and quickly thrust up into James. James looked like he was in pain but made all the groans and moans that he knew would the experience not last. Ivan pumped hard and fast and came with a loud groan and dropped James like dead weight. Ivan left him there without a thought and moved to the bar counter for another drink.
I will have to talk to James again. There must be a way to convince him to leave. James got up off the filthy floor quickly, but he began to stumble forward. James looked like he was going to pass-out. Reacting I moved from my table and grabbed him to me and was surprised how light he was. I made my decision; I will just take him with me for now. Don’t make me regret this.
I'm so sorry for not posting sooner. I have classes still and there are taking up a lot of time. I hope everyone had a good Chrstmas and New Year.
I would also like to thank everyone for the reviews I had. I'm new to writing slash so my details are weak and I apologize, but when James and Jack finally get together hopefully my imagination will take off. I also know that this chapter is not as long as my first one but it ended better at this point.
Next chapter will deal with an angry James and regretful Jack. Obviously some withdrawal issues as well. Maybe even some foreplay, but it's in the air right now.
Please review