A God's Good Humor (2.0)

Chapter Two.

Will opened his eyes, the little sky that he could see through the beaded curtain was dark, now that the sun had set the days heat dissipated leaving a slight chill in the air. Will rubbed his swollen puffy eyes and grumbled. He hadn’t cried like that since his mother died.

Will pushed himself up from his chest and looked around the hut, Jack hadn’t returned yet, or if he had, he was smart enough to leave again. There was a wooden bowl placed by the pallet, he knew that if he were to keep up his strength he should eat, however; he did not feel hungry.

Carefully he stood, the pain that had been blinding before was less severe, having slept through the worst of it. He looked around for anything to cover himself, no clothes and his own had been shredded… he looked once again at the rich fabrics… Elizabeth had described the different feels between her favorites, and as Will pulled the blue piece down he realized that he was touching silk. He smirked hoping that this was Jacks favorite piece, cause he would never return it.

He wrapped it around his waist several times before making a knot and throwing the rest over his shoulder. He looked down at his improvised kilt and smiled. If he could get away without ruining it, He’d have a dress fashioned for Elizabeth from this. He couldn’t help but shift his hips, enjoying the feel of the silk against his body.

He crept to the curtain and peered out, He did not see any guards, he touched the curtain to move it and nearly screamed. The curtain was made of small bones, either from fingers or toes. Will remembered that Jack had said the tribe were cannibals, he shook himself trying to get that image out of his head.

He pushed aside the macabre doorway and ran through the gap before the disturbing creation could touch him again. There was no one in sight, so Will crept away from the village, the ground lead steadily upwards and Will followed it crouching down ward so he wouldn’t be seen, though the dark blue silk camouflaged from his waist to his knees, his torso shown under the light of the moon.

The ground was rocky and they stabbed into the bottoms of his unprotected feet, he stepped on one that pierced his heel, after pulling out the offending rock Will decided to slow down, and feel the path with hs hands first. He was far enough away that he could not see the hut in which Jack had defiled him, however; he could see a clearing just before him. He pushed through the trees only to grab on to nearest one. His feet slipped on his own blood forcing him to tighten his grip on the rough bark. His eyes followed the small rocks as they fell over the cliffs he was so dangerously perched on.

“Long way down isn’t it?”

His head jerked up to where the voice sounded from. Jack sat in one of the many branches of the tree he was holding.

“You”

Will had tried to grab the pirate only to slip father towards the cliffs edge.

“I’d hold tight if I were you.” Jack said in a sing-song manner.

Will growled and gripped the tree trunk with both hands again and waited for the pirate to contenue, there was no way that Jack would miss this opportunity to berate him.

“Perhaps I should leave you here all night.” The blacksmiths eyes widened in terror at the thought of being left her to cling to life. “But then if you fall, it’s the roasting pit for me…” Jack looked at the struggling man and sighed. “This ac t of disobedience has to be punished. “You know that don’t you?”

“Go to hell.” Will snarled back.

“No thank you, not that pleasant this time of year… perhaps I could just go to heaven, after all it’s a lot closer.” Jack smirked. “It does lie between your thighs after all.”

“I’d rather die!”

“Then that is your punishment.”

The pirate grabbed the younger mans hair and pulled. Will fought the pull, but every time he pulled away from the pirate he slipped closer to the edge. Finally Jack won the tug of war game. Will was forced to follow the pirate on his knees as Jack’s hold was a tight as a vice. Will fell as a rock sliced his knee, to his annoyance he realized it was the same rock as the one that attacked his foot.

They were on the edge of the trees when Jack called out. The village seemed to come alive as the tribes folk came to their gods call. Will felt his cheeks flair as they all took in the sight of him kneeling at Jack’s feet, the pirates hand clenched in his hair. He tried to pull away only to be pulled closer, to save himself from falling face first into the dirt he grabbed on to Jack’s leg, his face inches away from the pirates crotch.

“Consortie hanna gret mo linga voyeur.”

The gathered crowd cheered, and the younger ones rushed off the children.

“What are you telling them?”

The pirate leaned down and whispered into the younger man’s ear. “That you have decided to let them watch me fuck you.”

“I have done no such thing!”

“Tell them that.”

The three largest men grabbed Will pulled off the silk and carried him toward the village proper, He was placed almost reverently on the thrown, he attempted to stand but the same vines he’d seen before were wrapped around him effectively keeping him in place. He blushed harder and his feet were tied, and then the rope was thrown over a beam above his head making his legs spread, giving everyone a clear view of his hidden entrance.

“No!”

“Hoi!”

Jack stepped into sight and Will trembled. It was bad enough that Jack had drugged him before, this time there would be no way for him to forget, he was wide awake and tied in an erotic position, with a village full of people going to watch him be raped. His eyes looked back at Jack and he couldn’t help the fear showing through.

“No, oh God in Heaven, protect me.”

Jack carried a small bowl with a shiny liquid inside and he knelt before the bound man. “Don‘t worry love, I will always protect you. Even from yourself.”

The pirate dipped three fingers into the substance and pulled them out, the thick, almost slimy, liquid coated his finger, while the excess fell back into the bowl. The villagers watched with a greedy attention. Jack rubbed one of excessively slick fingers across the tight pucker, which tightened further against the feeling.

Jack raised his eyes to glare directly at Will’s face, which glared back. In a bout of anger Jack shoved his pointer finger in with no warning. The scream echoed off the trees and distant cliff faces. The people watching all shifted in anticipation, they had taken the scream of pain to be one of pleasure, despite Will’s limp appendage.

Will whimpered as the invading digit moved, each little movement, whether pushing deeper, curling or prodding, sent searing pain through the younger mans body. Jack looked at the face of his boy and watched as a tear slid from the tightly closed left eye, his anger dissipated as the solitary tear traveled down the slope of the tanned cheek, and threatened to fall from his jaw, only to be captured by the pirate’s lips.

Will gasped at the sensation as Jack kissed down his neck and locked onto the joining of neck and shoulder. Teeth grazed the sensitive skin sending shivers down Will’s spine.

Another finger pushed itself into Will’s ass, the younger man cried out though the pain was not as bad as the first finger. Will bucked up into the touch, trying to dislodge the fingers well rooted in his body. Jack, smirked into the pulse point that he was greedily sucking on, he rubbed the pads of his finger along the silken walls until he felt the little bump he was searching for. He pushed firmly yet delicately on the nerves, he had to jerk his ear away from the whelps mouth as another loud scream escaped him.

Behind him the villagers were enjoying the show, couples were forming, each picking a partner, whether mated pairs or new found lovers. Tonight was an honor, their sex god was going to mate with his consort in front of them, promising a night a pleasure and new life.

Jack latched his mouth on the half mast that sprang from between Will’s thighs.

“No!” Will tried to pull the pirates mouth off his delicate flesh, however; his arms were tied tightly to his body. “Stop!”

Jack’s attentions brought the younger man to full mast, the whelp had been so distracted by the suction he had failed to notice Jack placing a third finger inside the glorious entrance. Jack continuously rubs the spot inside of his lover and sucks down the throbbing manhood. Will, still fighting his own feelings, cascades over the edge, his body twitching and his voice escaping to be joined by many of the villagers.

Jack released the sensitive appendage and made a show of swallowing all of Will’s seed, causing the sated man to grow pink across his cheeks and nose. The former blacksmith, a perfect specimen of male beauty, the soft brown curls framing the blushing face and the half lidded eyes, caused Jack to long for him even more.

When the fingers dislodged from his tender pucker Will gasped, only to repeat the sound as Jack sheathed himself in the slick hole. Jack promised himself to remember what went into that strange liquid so he could make more once Will and he escaped.

The Pirate thrust completely inside the heat. He closed his eyes and moaned out his pleasure, other voices shared his enthusiasm. He refused to look behind him, though Will’s eyes shot open to stare at the many moving shapes behind him. He shook his head denying what he was seeing.

“No,”

“You need to change your vocabulary savvy?”

All words were left behind, Jack pummeled in and out of the greedy hole which welcomed him back each time with a squelching noise. Will’s toes curled as he was brought back into the world of pleasure, his hips unconsciously meeting the pirates for every thrust.

Jack bit the dark love bite causing a mewl of pain and pleasure to escape.

Will flung back his head as he was swept away in the undertow of pleasure again. Stars burst in front of his eyes, a scream erupting from his mouth as his essence hit Jack’s belly in several powerful bursts. Warmth flooded his bowls as Jack twitched inside of him, the pirate’s teeth savagely breaking the skin of his lover’s throat.

The crowd behind them all exclaimed their joy at their own moment of pleasure. Will’s body stiffened upon hearing them, Jack’s cock, still buried with the tight walls, gave a twitch at a possible second round.

Jack smirked and kissed pectoral over Will’s heart, when he felt the shudder. Believing it was from pleasure he continued to examine the body that now belonged to him. His cock refilled and started to push deeper inside the tight passage. Will hissed.

Jack’s kohl lined eyes lifted and saw glistening tears decorating the soft skin of Will’s face. The combination reminded him of gold and diamonds, yet his cock deflated almost instantly. Will gasped as the thick fleshy invader was pulled from his cave.

Globs of seed spilled from the stretched pucker, Jack couldn’t help but watch as the first drop fell to the stone floor with a splat. Will struggled in his binds, blinded by the tears that he couldn’t help but shed.

Jack refused to look as his lover finally gave in to his tears and sobbed openly, forgoing his own stubbornness and allowing the only outlet left available. Jack personally untied the crying man, and carried him back to their hut.

Jack bit his tongue and silently wondered it he’d gone too far to claim what he deemed as his, or was he doing exactly what was needed to secure the blacksmith as his?

*~*~*~*~*
Jack spent the next three months forcing Will to accept his touch, and much to Will’s dismay Jack’s touch was the only one he was given.

“Their afraid love. They believe if they touch you, then the child they think you carry will die, or become mortal.” Jack snorted with mirth. “Not to worry though soon we’ll be back aboard the Black Pearl, and it will be just us and the crew, with Pearl of course.”

“Oh, of course, cant forget you derelict ship.” Will muttered darkly.

The slap to his cheek was unexpected, as was the pirate grabbing his hair forcing them to have eye contact. “Never insult the Pearl. From now on she is your home, you will treat her with respect, Savvy?” Knowing what was going to come out of Will’s mouth next he quickly interrupted. “If you don’t then you will know how cruel she can be.”

Will glared at the angry man holding his hair in a vice like grip, “I already know how cruel you can be.”

Jack let go of the brown hair. He cupped the stinging cheek and whispered “No you don’t Will, you really don’t”

*~*~*~*~*
Will paced the quarters he had been locked in for the last three days. Jack had dragged him aboard the Peal with an iron like grip on his elbow, the bruises were still dark, almost black in color, each one a perfect match to Jack’s fingers. Jack had almost literally thrown him through the door of the captains quarters and with a firm, “Stay.” Will had been locked with in.

The only person to walk through the doors has been Jack. Will had never noticed before but he was a very physical person, from kissing Elizabeth or shaking the hand of a client, touching was a big part of who he was. Left alone to go insane was doing it’s job. When ever the pirate entered, Will fought his need for physical contact and always succumbed.

There was only so much of the stuffy room that he could take, and he was quickly losing himself, he had caught himself flouncing around like Jack and had promptly slapped himself. He needed the wind in his hair the smell of the sea to fill his lungs and the sea spray to dance upon his skin, Jack refused it.

The man was doing a great job of making Will stir crazy. If only one of the many panes of glass would move so he could have fresh air. Will froze, he hadn’t thought of that before now… slowly he turned to the back wall of the cabin, the entire thing was thick glass, perhaps he could budge one.

Testing each one took time, but he finally found one loose enough that he could slip through and sit on the decorative railing set a foot or two behind the glass. He breathed in deeply and watched the ocean, no matter how he had tried to deny it, the sea was a large part of who he was.

The Black Pearl brought him nothing but painful memories, it was this ship that attacked him as a child. This ship that left him to die after her crew after destroying the one he had been on. This ship that had followed him ten years later to Port Royal and attacked, kidnapped Elizabeth and forced him to follow. If it were not for this blasted ship Will would never had rescued Jack from the noose putting both himself and Elizabeth in peril. He smacked the dark stained wood, and heard a groan from deep with in the wood.

Above him he could hear Jack talking. “Don’t worry girl, He’ll come around.”

*~*~*~*~*
Jack stood on the foredeck, disclosing his next course of action with his quartermaster when he heard a deep groaning from his beloved Pearl. He listened with such intensity feeling her pain at not being love by a certain prisoner.

“Don’t worry girl, He’ll come around.”

The ship pitched gently to the left making the rotund bald turn coat and his one eyed friend fall to the deck with a satisfying thud.

Jack chuckled and petted her railing, trying to appease her. “How could he not love you?”

He listened to the whistle of the wind through the rigging, the low tone was low enough that most wouldn’t hear it but Jack knew how to communicate with he beloved pearl.

“He will learn to love us both then. We must not forget what Hector forced you to do my love.”

She crashed to the right, again sending the two buffoons to their faces. Jack smiled, satisfied that his two loves were in his grasp again. Like everything else, what Captain Jack Sparrow declared as his always had a way of coming back to him.

“Time to visit dear William.”

*~*~*~*~*
Will had just squeezed through and replaced the glass as Jack walked in. He looked at the disheveled appearance Will provided, then at the windows as if he knew what Will had done. “Why does it look like you were on deck?”

“I was jumping on the bed what does it look like?” Will hoped that he had not made the bed in one of his bouts of boredom. He had done nothing but tidy the cabin for the past day and a half, he had always believed in keeping his smithy clean and if he was going to spend a great deal of time in this room, which was Jack’s plan, then it would be to his liking.

The dark brown eyes shot to the bed, which as he fear had been made, but not nearly as well as it could have been, apparently Jack fell for his lie, a large grin spread across his face, the gold teeth glinted in the light from beyond the window. “You should have waited for me, then jumping of the bed have held a purpose.”

Will’s eyes opened wider and stared at the other man. “I have no need to jump on the bed with you.”

“Then you lie down and I’ll do all the work.”

Jack launched himself onto the younger man, knocking him off his feet and into Jack’s arms. He hit the bed with a soft thump and a gentle bounce before Jack climbed on top of him. The pirate locked his mouth over the protesting captive. Will felt both his hands caught in the vice like grip and lifted above his head.

After three weeks of regular sex, though Will did not count what Jack did to his are regular, his body responded on it’s own. His hips pushed up into the others, feeling both their erections filling. Will ripped his mouth away and gasped.

“Stop, I don’t want you.”

“Your body disagrees love.” Jack bit the smooth skin right behind Will’s left ear.

The high pitched squeal coming from his lover made Jack smile like the pirate that got the gold. He released the other’s hands and groaned as the hands tangled in his hair, trying to dislodge him, and trying to get the pirate to continue. Will round his erection into the hip of the man on top of him, and let out a small sob of need.

Suddenly the pirate pulled away from the desperate man.

“No!” Jack smiled, the out burst had shocked the man who made it more then the pirate.

“You’ll have to tell me what you want dear heart. No other way for it.” Jack smirked, and chuckled as Will attempted to punch him. “Now, now none of that.”

Using Will’s momentum against him Jack flipped him on to his front and ground against the pert and firm buttocks.

“Hey!” Will protested, only to end up moaning as the pressure sent him into the mattress. “I love Elizabeth….”

“Of course you do.” Jack mocked. “It’s easy to love someone who is out of your reach.” Jack bit the tender skin on the back of Wills neck, earning a louder moan. “But I am willing to bet that you didn’t even kiss her goodbye before you ran off to find me. So perhaps you don’t love your strumpet as much as you think you do.”

“Of course I kissed… no, her father was there and she was behind bars. That is not the proper place for a kiss.”

Jack rolled his eyes are the oblivious man beneath him. “What about love is proper?” Jack began undressing, when he was naked as a Jay-bird he began on Will. “Love maked one do the craziest things… like hasten to her rescue when she is captured by undead-cursed pirates. Or, to rescue your love from the gallows and risk you own neck in the process.”

“If you are trying to imply that I love you, you are sadly mistaken Jack. Give me back my pants!”

“No.” Jack grinned as Will fought to regain some clothing. “Love also makes one capture their love and hold him captive, while you bugger him repeatedly until he learns to share your feelings.”

“That’s not love Jack.” Will sighed. “That’s sick.”

“We’ll see about that.”

Will screeched as his bottom was raised and Jack’s mouth latched on. No matter how many times that Jack preformed this act on him, Will always felt weird about it. All coherent thought slid out of his mind as the questing tongue delved against the secret waiting.

Jack thrust his tongue deep into the clenching passage, Will’s back arched so sharply that the younger man was nearly bent in two. Jack’s eyebrow arched, he hadn’t known that his lover was so flexible, he promised himself that he would remember that to put it to good use.

Jack crawled up the strong body of his lover until his erection was cradled between the firm globes of Will’s ass. He kissed and nibbled on the exposed skin and she rocked. Will refused to meet his taunting thrusts and growled.

Taking that sound as inpatients Jack realigned and thrust in, the saliva had almost completely died, so his cock scraped against the inner walls, Will hissed at the stinging pain though his own erection did not deflate, instead more blood pooled there making him throb.

“Like that did you? Perhaps we should do that more often.” His words were followed by a deep moan as Will squeezed his inner muscles and constricted around Jack’s cock.

“You talk too much.”

Jack thrust again, hitting Will’s prostrate dead on, five more thrusts hitting that great little spot and Will was close to begging. He pushed aback against the thrusts and clenched down when Jack pulled out. Jack felt a hugh smile break across his face, Will might be able to deny his feelings for Jack, but the lad couldn’t say he didn’t enjoy cock. By the time Jack was finished with him Will would be as cock hungry as the most enjoyable whores, but Jack would never allow anyone other then him to satisfy his Will.

Thoughts of his William as a needy thing begging for Jack’s cock sent him over the edge, Will gasped at feeling the hot sperm filling him and tumbled over the edge as well. They slumped on the bed, Jack landing heavily on the other man.

Will was so new to pleasure that every time he experienced an orgasm he would fall asleep for a short period of time. Jack had forced himself out of that habit, if one fell asleep with a whore, how would one be able to tell is she ran off with all of ones money? Jack watched his lover sleep and quickly worked himself back up to fully operational, with a wicked smirk he plunged back into his captive effectively waking him and started bring him back to that peak.

*~*~*~*~*
By the time Jack passed out he had climaxed four times, and he had sent Will careening over the edge six times. Jack slept with his arm over Will’s naked hip and a large grin on his face. Will woke late in the night, his stomach and thighs sticky with their mixed seed, and his rump aching from Jack’s enthusiastic thrusting.

He lay on the bed and enjoyed the well spent feeling, a smile on his lips. He turned and looked at Jack and felt pride that he had captured this man just as he himself had been captured by the pirate. Will jerked as he realized what he had just thought. Eyes large and frightened, he looked at Jack afraid that the pirate would be able to know what he was thinking and wake instantly proclaiming ’I told you so’.

After making sure that the pirate was in no way near waking up, Will slipped from the bed, replacing Jack’s hand on a pillow so the pirate wouldn’t search for Will in his sleep. Fear compelled Will to dress as quickly as he could, his own clothes have been shredded by the Pellagustos, Jack had given some of the Captain’s own clothes, but only so the crew wouldn’t see him naked.

Will quickly put clothes on, the ones Jack had taken off before ravaging him. Quickly trying a scarf around his hand and a sash around his waist Will assured himself that he looked enough like Jack to have his plan work. He stole one more glance at Jack, fearing the last snore had been a sign that Jack was waking up. As quietly as he could Will searched for the key to the cabin door, it was hidden in a secret pocket of Jack’s favorite sash, the one that Will hadn’t the heart to steal.

Without turning around he left the great cabin, Jack still sleeping on the bed and exited onto the deck. Without understanding why he did it Will locked the doors, trapping Jack inside. Looking around the ships deck Will sighed noticing that the moon was only a small sliver, no one would recognize him form a distance, and hopefully no one would want to intrude on their Captain’s private affairs.

He walked over to the portside and looked at the small life boat. It was meant to go from ship to shore and vice versa, not for extended stays aboard it, but at the moment it was the only option that Will had. He looked at the helm and saw that Cotton held the wheel. When the old man noticed that someone was watching him he looked and saw what he assumed was his captain. He nodded his respects and went back to guiding them.

Will threw the oars into the boat and began lowering it into the waters below, as long as a line held it to the ship, the fact that the Pearl was sailing would hardly matter. Once he was safely inside he would just release the line and let the Pearl sail away from him. If he wasn’t around Jack then he would never have to admit his moment of weakness, he would return to Port Royal and find a way of saving Elizabeth on his own.

The dinghy was half way down when a voice called out behind him, Will felt his insides go cold and still his heart. “Going somewhere whelp?”

He turned to face Jack, and blushed as he realized that Jack stood naked as he had been in bed. He would rather die then show Jack that he had effected him so he glared at the older man. “Yes, I return home.” He blinked and then asked the one question he really wanted answered. “How did you get out? I locked the door.”

“Will, I’m Captain Jack Sparrow. I’m not an idiot.” Jack smiled, warningly. “I have more then one key.”

“Oh.” Was all Will could say before he jumped out of the angry man’s reach, nearly falling over the railing as he attempted to get away. With a barking laughter Jack chased after him. It didn’t matter that Will knew he couldn’t escape, he weaved and ducked out of the pirates grasp repeatedly. He leapt over a cannon, only to get his ankle caught in a line. He crashed to the deck with a hard thud and before he could turn Jack was on him.

“You know William, it doesn’t bother me to punish you.” Jack tied Will’s hand behind his back and smiled at his knot-work. “In fact I rather enjoy it.”

“I bet you do.” Will complained.

Jack smacked the back of Will’s head softly, just letting him know that Jack had heard him. “Now how would be the best way to prove that you’re mine? I could tattoo it all over your body, ‘Property of Captain Jack Sparrow.’ or, I could chain you to my side, though that does have disadvantages, much like keeping you locked away… Perhaps I should let Pearl decide.”

The ship crashed down off a wave and Jack smirked.

“Perfect choice as always love.”

“What? I didn’t hear anything.”

Jack stood and dragged Will with him. “Mister Gibbs!” There was a loud thump from beneath them then the loud footsteps climbing the stairs and crossing the deck. Gibbs had obviously been asleep and Will felt a small twinge of pity that he had to be woken up to help Jack punish him.

“Aye, Cap’n?”

“Pearl wants a new figure head.” Gibbs looked confused and glanced to the front of the ship. “Tie Turner to it.”

“What?” Will demanded.

“Cap’n?”

“You heard me!” Jack thrust the younger man into his quartermasters hands and knew that this would be done. “Cotton with assist you.”

Jack took the helm with a satisfied smirk. Pearl was claiming Will as hers just as much as he was. Normally a swell of jealousy would overcome him and he would have to get rid of the competition for Pearl’s affections. Not with Will though.

He watched as Will was lowered screaming and struggling. He’d rescue him in an hour or so, the boy had to learn to trust Pearl and himself… as long as he did as told, then he would never receive such punishments, if he never put himself in danger, then he would only know comfort and Jack’s own soecial brand of love.

Gibbs and Cotton reamirged from their task, Jack listened to hear his boy but all he could hear was the water lapping at Pearls hull and her gently talking to Will. Jack wasn’t sure if the boy could hear her yet, but soon Jack would teach him the trick.

“Watch over him love, make him learn to trust you.”

Gibbs raised the launch boat and retied the lines, He only looked at Jack to ask permission to return to sleep, a request that Jack was happy to give. He wanted to be alone, just the three of them getting to understand one another.


Tbc.

A/N: I know there are mistakes, I have used spell check and read through it, however; things happen. I am asking a couple friends of mine to beta so hopefully soon there wont be any more mistakes. I am going to try and post every sunday. I want it known that I am both a full time worker and a full time student, there will be times when it may have to wait a day but I am not going try and be any later then that. It has been really slow at work and I have had time to write. I already have three pages of chapter 3 ready. Yay.

A/N 2: I have changed my disclaimer twice now. It clearly states that I am not making a profit and that I don't own pirates. Hopefully it is able to be seen.