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Pirates of the Caribbean (All) › Slash - Male/Male › Sparrington
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Adult ++
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26
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5,902
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61
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Chapter 26 - The Debauchment of Captain Gillette
A Pleasant Holiday – by Hellborne
Pirates of the Caribbean – Slash: Norrington/Jack, Will/Norrington/Jack, Will/Jack, Jack/Gillette, Elizabeth/Anamaria (implied).
NC-17
Copyright: Characters, not mine, see the mouse. Story, mine, but I make no money. He does, but not on this.
Typing convention: / and * are used for thoughts. * is used for COMMODORE Norrington exclusively, and / is used for the softer James Norrington and for everyone else. Don’t ask…just read and you’ll understand.
Beta: The fantastic, perfect, and particularly modest Pendragginink. Thank you so much!!!
Archive: adult-fanfiction.org. Anywhere else…just let me know the URL.
Summary: Commodore Norrington is on holiday, and finds that Jack Sparrow has gotten himself in trouble again. Torture, Violence, Lemon, Slash, Angst.
A/N: Well, we’ve gone through a lot here in Las Vegas, but we’re finally MOSTLY settled in. I just got word that I’ve been hired, but of course, that’ll still depend on the background check and piss test...no problems there. My son has another interview tomorrow. So all is well on the job front. We’ll be stuck in the motel probably another month and then we’ll move into a real apartment. So could I you PLEASE hit that REVIEW button and tell me how I’m doing now? I’m still afraid I might be rusty on this one, and that it might be getting schmoompy...so it’s rather important that I hear from as many people as possible to let me know. So hit that REVIEW button and give me hell!
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Chapter 26 – The Debauchment of Captain Gillette
James poured the drinks as they sat down to dinner on the Pearl. As he gave Gillette a snifter of brandy, he looked at him seductively through heavy eyelashes. “Are you sure, Jonathan? There’s room enough in the bed, or we could even have our own quarters if you wish.”
Gillette sipped his brandy. “Although it IS all rather tempting, James, I cannot go against my duty to the Crown.” He took another sip.
Will smiled. “Perhaps you need persuading.” He walked over to Jonathan, took the mostly empty brandy snifter, put his other arm around the naval officer’s waist, drew him in and kissed him deeply. “Stay with us, Captain. Imagine the freedom to be yourself. You’ll be quite rich in hardly any time at all, and to top it off, you’ll make James happy.” Will set the snifter on the table and reached down to Gillette’s breeches and unbuttoning them, reached in to pull out his manhood, massaging it to fullness. “James, keeping Jonathan WOULD make you happy, wouldn’t it?”
James moved behind Gillette, put his arms around him and started gently nibbling his ear. “Yes...it would.” He continued nibbling and breathing into Jonathan’s ear. “Let us show you how it could be.”
Dinner forgotten, Jack sulked. He hated being left out of anything; he hadn’t been well enough till today to take Gillette, and then there had been no time. Will and James backed Jonathan to the bed, where James immediately sat down and began pulling the naval captain’s breeches down. As James lifted Jonathan off the floor onto his lap, Will finished the job by pulling off his shoes, stockings, and finally, the breeches. James removed Jonathan’s wig, coat, and shirt, tossing them onto a chair.
Jonathan managed to remain calm as James laid him in the center of the bed, not protesting as Will undressed and climbed on top, kissing him and gently holding his wrists up above his head. But when James locked him into a pair of fur-lined leather manacles and chained him to a loop at the head of the bed, Jonathan started to panic.
Will’s hands moved down Gillette’s arms, soothing and reassuring him, his tongue snaking its way into the bound man’s mouth. James shed his clothes quickly, moving onto the bed next to a struggling Gillette. He moved up, his mouth opening and his tongue peeking out to start licking the inside of Jonathan’s right elbow. Jonathan stopped struggling and started moaning, his nipples crinkling and his manhood dripping with desire.
Will starting giving Jonathan butterfly kisses all over his face, suckling his nose for a moment and allowing his tongue to linger on his eyelids and ears. The ex-blacksmith hovered, bringing his entrance into position over Jonathan’s member and lowering himself slowly, embedding the weeping organ deep inside.
Jack watched from the table, his eyes dark with desire as James moved one hand between Will and Gillette to pleasure Will as Jonathan thrust upwards with his hips, moaning loudly. The pirate abruptly stood, and clomped the short distance, adroitly abandoning his clothes on the way, flinging them about, reaching the bed conveniently stripped for action. “Permission to come aboard, Johnny?”
Gillette looked at the naked kohl-eyed god at the foot of the bed. He nodded dreamily, groaning his approval. Jack climbed onto the bed and lifted the bound man’s legs, grabbed a small bottle of oil from the shelf under the window and drenched his fingers. He tickled Jonathan’s rosebud, making it slick and relaxed, pushing one finger in as far as it would go. Encouraged, he sent a second digit inside and started scissoring his fingers, stretching the opening, dragging his fingers along that lovely tangle of nerves, sending Gillette into orbit.
Jonathan’s mouth opened wide in a full-throated groan, and James took advantage of it by climbing to his knees next to Gillette’s face, offering his stiff and eager length to the naval captain.
Gillette could barely focus, but took the proffered organ in his mouth, licking and suckling almost automatically. He felt Jack’s fingers withdraw, then screamed in total ecstasy around Norrington’s shaft as Jack plunged inside him and started moving his hips at a furious pace, rubbing against that magic button with every thrust.
Jonathan spilled hard, having never experienced more than one man at once.
Jack kept his momentum, putting his arms around Will as the boy sat up to feel Gillette’s climax as deeply as he could. Jack tickled Will’s nipples, bringing him to the point of no return. Will’s manhood fountained his seed, sending it spewing all over Gillette’s chest and face.
James languorously watched Will cum as Gillette took the commodore deep into his throat, making swallowing motions to massage the velvety, wet flesh. James could hold off no longer; he came hard into Gillette’s throat. Jack, his eyes closed in concentration, kept thrusting, furious with lust until he froze, planted deep within the redhead’s heat and spilled hard.
Will recovered first. “Stay with us, Jonathan. It can be like this every night if you want it to be.”
James smiled. “Better still. You can put Jack into those manacles and have your way with him as often as you wish.”
Jack stifled a cough. “Aye, Johnny. Jamie here wants you to stay. You told me that you and I were owned by the same man, and that you would never leave him. So...shall we torture you some more, or will ye live up to your word?”
Jonathan lay there, panting for over a minute. “I don’t think...” Pant... “I can...” Pant... “refuse.” Pant...pant. “Not without knowing...” Pant... “that I was a liar.” Pant. “James, I love you. Your wish...” Pant... “is my command.” His breathing slowly evened out. “I’ll stay, Will. But I do need to get back to the Dauntless and return to Port Royal, just as James does...to tender my resignation.”
Jack moved to Jonathan’s left side and kissed him on the nose. “Now that that’s settled, love, would you rather a separate cabin for you and Jamie? Have all of us sleep together in this bed? In a bigger one I can have made in France? Or bring in a separate bed in this room for the two of you?”
“All four of us would be a bit much for this bed, wouldn’t it?”
“Aye, it would, if ever all four of us slept in it at the same time. But Johnny, there’ll generally be one of us at the helm at any given time, so that wouldn’t likely happen often.”
“This IS a beautiful, decadent bed.”
“It’s French. That’s why I said we could get a bigger one in France.”
Will laughed. “I vote for the bigger bed, Jack.”
“You do? Why?” Jack was curious.
“Because James has the same habit as you of being a human blanket.”
James blushed as Jonathan nodded, laughing. “I can only imagine what it must have been like trying to sleep with both of them.”
Jack reached above Gillette’s head, and suddenly the leather manacles fell from Jonathan’s wrists; he brought his arms over to Jack and put them behind his neck, pulling him down to kiss him. “You are a wicked man, Jack.” He smiled, kissing him again. “Using my own words against me.” He licked Jack’s upper lip. “Wicked, wicked, man.” He kissed him deeply, his tongue seeking battle with Jack’s.
As they broke from the kiss, Jack grinned. “I told you straight up that I was going to keep you, my bonnie redhead. And as you’ve seen, I don’t lie.”
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TBC
A/N: After all the work I'm putting in trying to un-fuck-up what the corrupted database has done to my fics, I could use a hug...anybody? Just hit that REVIEW button and tell me what you think!
Pirates of the Caribbean – Slash: Norrington/Jack, Will/Norrington/Jack, Will/Jack, Jack/Gillette, Elizabeth/Anamaria (implied).
NC-17
Copyright: Characters, not mine, see the mouse. Story, mine, but I make no money. He does, but not on this.
Typing convention: / and * are used for thoughts. * is used for COMMODORE Norrington exclusively, and / is used for the softer James Norrington and for everyone else. Don’t ask…just read and you’ll understand.
Beta: The fantastic, perfect, and particularly modest Pendragginink. Thank you so much!!!
Archive: adult-fanfiction.org. Anywhere else…just let me know the URL.
Summary: Commodore Norrington is on holiday, and finds that Jack Sparrow has gotten himself in trouble again. Torture, Violence, Lemon, Slash, Angst.
A/N: Well, we’ve gone through a lot here in Las Vegas, but we’re finally MOSTLY settled in. I just got word that I’ve been hired, but of course, that’ll still depend on the background check and piss test...no problems there. My son has another interview tomorrow. So all is well on the job front. We’ll be stuck in the motel probably another month and then we’ll move into a real apartment. So could I you PLEASE hit that REVIEW button and tell me how I’m doing now? I’m still afraid I might be rusty on this one, and that it might be getting schmoompy...so it’s rather important that I hear from as many people as possible to let me know. So hit that REVIEW button and give me hell!
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Chapter 26 – The Debauchment of Captain Gillette
James poured the drinks as they sat down to dinner on the Pearl. As he gave Gillette a snifter of brandy, he looked at him seductively through heavy eyelashes. “Are you sure, Jonathan? There’s room enough in the bed, or we could even have our own quarters if you wish.”
Gillette sipped his brandy. “Although it IS all rather tempting, James, I cannot go against my duty to the Crown.” He took another sip.
Will smiled. “Perhaps you need persuading.” He walked over to Jonathan, took the mostly empty brandy snifter, put his other arm around the naval officer’s waist, drew him in and kissed him deeply. “Stay with us, Captain. Imagine the freedom to be yourself. You’ll be quite rich in hardly any time at all, and to top it off, you’ll make James happy.” Will set the snifter on the table and reached down to Gillette’s breeches and unbuttoning them, reached in to pull out his manhood, massaging it to fullness. “James, keeping Jonathan WOULD make you happy, wouldn’t it?”
James moved behind Gillette, put his arms around him and started gently nibbling his ear. “Yes...it would.” He continued nibbling and breathing into Jonathan’s ear. “Let us show you how it could be.”
Dinner forgotten, Jack sulked. He hated being left out of anything; he hadn’t been well enough till today to take Gillette, and then there had been no time. Will and James backed Jonathan to the bed, where James immediately sat down and began pulling the naval captain’s breeches down. As James lifted Jonathan off the floor onto his lap, Will finished the job by pulling off his shoes, stockings, and finally, the breeches. James removed Jonathan’s wig, coat, and shirt, tossing them onto a chair.
Jonathan managed to remain calm as James laid him in the center of the bed, not protesting as Will undressed and climbed on top, kissing him and gently holding his wrists up above his head. But when James locked him into a pair of fur-lined leather manacles and chained him to a loop at the head of the bed, Jonathan started to panic.
Will’s hands moved down Gillette’s arms, soothing and reassuring him, his tongue snaking its way into the bound man’s mouth. James shed his clothes quickly, moving onto the bed next to a struggling Gillette. He moved up, his mouth opening and his tongue peeking out to start licking the inside of Jonathan’s right elbow. Jonathan stopped struggling and started moaning, his nipples crinkling and his manhood dripping with desire.
Will starting giving Jonathan butterfly kisses all over his face, suckling his nose for a moment and allowing his tongue to linger on his eyelids and ears. The ex-blacksmith hovered, bringing his entrance into position over Jonathan’s member and lowering himself slowly, embedding the weeping organ deep inside.
Jack watched from the table, his eyes dark with desire as James moved one hand between Will and Gillette to pleasure Will as Jonathan thrust upwards with his hips, moaning loudly. The pirate abruptly stood, and clomped the short distance, adroitly abandoning his clothes on the way, flinging them about, reaching the bed conveniently stripped for action. “Permission to come aboard, Johnny?”
Gillette looked at the naked kohl-eyed god at the foot of the bed. He nodded dreamily, groaning his approval. Jack climbed onto the bed and lifted the bound man’s legs, grabbed a small bottle of oil from the shelf under the window and drenched his fingers. He tickled Jonathan’s rosebud, making it slick and relaxed, pushing one finger in as far as it would go. Encouraged, he sent a second digit inside and started scissoring his fingers, stretching the opening, dragging his fingers along that lovely tangle of nerves, sending Gillette into orbit.
Jonathan’s mouth opened wide in a full-throated groan, and James took advantage of it by climbing to his knees next to Gillette’s face, offering his stiff and eager length to the naval captain.
Gillette could barely focus, but took the proffered organ in his mouth, licking and suckling almost automatically. He felt Jack’s fingers withdraw, then screamed in total ecstasy around Norrington’s shaft as Jack plunged inside him and started moving his hips at a furious pace, rubbing against that magic button with every thrust.
Jonathan spilled hard, having never experienced more than one man at once.
Jack kept his momentum, putting his arms around Will as the boy sat up to feel Gillette’s climax as deeply as he could. Jack tickled Will’s nipples, bringing him to the point of no return. Will’s manhood fountained his seed, sending it spewing all over Gillette’s chest and face.
James languorously watched Will cum as Gillette took the commodore deep into his throat, making swallowing motions to massage the velvety, wet flesh. James could hold off no longer; he came hard into Gillette’s throat. Jack, his eyes closed in concentration, kept thrusting, furious with lust until he froze, planted deep within the redhead’s heat and spilled hard.
Will recovered first. “Stay with us, Jonathan. It can be like this every night if you want it to be.”
James smiled. “Better still. You can put Jack into those manacles and have your way with him as often as you wish.”
Jack stifled a cough. “Aye, Johnny. Jamie here wants you to stay. You told me that you and I were owned by the same man, and that you would never leave him. So...shall we torture you some more, or will ye live up to your word?”
Jonathan lay there, panting for over a minute. “I don’t think...” Pant... “I can...” Pant... “refuse.” Pant...pant. “Not without knowing...” Pant... “that I was a liar.” Pant. “James, I love you. Your wish...” Pant... “is my command.” His breathing slowly evened out. “I’ll stay, Will. But I do need to get back to the Dauntless and return to Port Royal, just as James does...to tender my resignation.”
Jack moved to Jonathan’s left side and kissed him on the nose. “Now that that’s settled, love, would you rather a separate cabin for you and Jamie? Have all of us sleep together in this bed? In a bigger one I can have made in France? Or bring in a separate bed in this room for the two of you?”
“All four of us would be a bit much for this bed, wouldn’t it?”
“Aye, it would, if ever all four of us slept in it at the same time. But Johnny, there’ll generally be one of us at the helm at any given time, so that wouldn’t likely happen often.”
“This IS a beautiful, decadent bed.”
“It’s French. That’s why I said we could get a bigger one in France.”
Will laughed. “I vote for the bigger bed, Jack.”
“You do? Why?” Jack was curious.
“Because James has the same habit as you of being a human blanket.”
James blushed as Jonathan nodded, laughing. “I can only imagine what it must have been like trying to sleep with both of them.”
Jack reached above Gillette’s head, and suddenly the leather manacles fell from Jonathan’s wrists; he brought his arms over to Jack and put them behind his neck, pulling him down to kiss him. “You are a wicked man, Jack.” He smiled, kissing him again. “Using my own words against me.” He licked Jack’s upper lip. “Wicked, wicked, man.” He kissed him deeply, his tongue seeking battle with Jack’s.
As they broke from the kiss, Jack grinned. “I told you straight up that I was going to keep you, my bonnie redhead. And as you’ve seen, I don’t lie.”
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TBC
A/N: After all the work I'm putting in trying to un-fuck-up what the corrupted database has done to my fics, I could use a hug...anybody? Just hit that REVIEW button and tell me what you think!