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Tar And Ember
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Pirates of the Caribbean (All) › Slash - Male/Male › Jack/Will
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Pirates of the Caribbean (All) › Slash - Male/Male › Jack/Will
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
10
Views:
1,247
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
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The early morning painted Will’s throat with warm light as it caught the sweat beading there, a pearl after pearl joining into a trickle of liquid gold for Jack to ravage and own, by all rights, since it was he who caused it, caused Will to growl, to claw his back in desperation for more, to cry out when Jack fucked him harder, faster, gave him just what he needed.
Biting savagely into the salty skin, claiming his fortunes, Jack held his love tighter, violent grip to hold him still, while Will’s hasty, gasped words made Jack’s back arch, when his voice mingled with his taste.
A long, trembling moan welled from Jack’s chest when he fought, arms trembling, teeth gritted against the unbearable urge to just let it go, just cut the chord and spill himself deep in Will, but the hand in his hair yanking his head back, the beauteous threat snarled, disguised as a demand, and the eyes boring into the core of Jack lent him the strength to obey.
“Fuck me through it, Jack. Don’t stop. Don’t you fucking dare stop.”
Jack covered Will’s mouth with his own, as it would be not but another word, a gasp, a mewl, that would turn Will’s wishes to dust.
Tearing his lips from Jack’s, Will’s neck bent graciously, his face glowing with bliss, an almost tender smile curving his mouth as he took in heavy breaths, then in a sudden movement locked his gaze with Jack’s, tensing, begging in a rasped voice, chanting Jack’s name, until the tidal wave of the apex of his pleasure washed his mind away.
Lost in the awe of being given the gift of having this, Jack forgot himself. All that existed was Will, the hot gripping pulse around his cock, and the open-mouthed, unabashed moan which coruscated inside Jack’s spine, as he fucked Will as commanded, through the highest top, - twice, thrice, five thrusts - and there it was - the moment, where it’s too much, too much, but you never want it to end.
Will, torn between forcing Jack to stop, to halt, to stay inside him until there was no tomorrow, and wishing nothing more, than to embrace Jack’s shaking body when it was his turn, knowing it was all because of him, Will lowered his leg from Jack’s waist, slowly.
- ten -
“Will.“
Fingers sliding down Jack’s back, a predetermined path, the mere expectation of them reaching their destination conjuring a beatific smile upon Jack’s face, “Will!”
A soft touch of a fingertip, a permission enough for a pirate, and the skin, now soaking with gold, soon bore full reddening marks for guiding, holding Jack at the ends of the world.
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The early morning painted Will’s throat with warm light as it caught the sweat beading there, a pearl after pearl joining into a trickle of liquid gold for Jack to ravage and own, by all rights, since it was he who caused it, caused Will to growl, to claw his back in desperation for more, to cry out when Jack fucked him harder, faster, gave him just what he needed.
Biting savagely into the salty skin, claiming his fortunes, Jack held his love tighter, violent grip to hold him still, while Will’s hasty, gasped words made Jack’s back arch, when his voice mingled with his taste.
A long, trembling moan welled from Jack’s chest when he fought, arms trembling, teeth gritted against the unbearable urge to just let it go, just cut the chord and spill himself deep in Will, but the hand in his hair yanking his head back, the beauteous threat snarled, disguised as a demand, and the eyes boring into the core of Jack lent him the strength to obey.
“Fuck me through it, Jack. Don’t stop. Don’t you fucking dare stop.”
Jack covered Will’s mouth with his own, as it would be not but another word, a gasp, a mewl, that would turn Will’s wishes to dust.
Tearing his lips from Jack’s, Will’s neck bent graciously, his face glowing with bliss, an almost tender smile curving his mouth as he took in heavy breaths, then in a sudden movement locked his gaze with Jack’s, tensing, begging in a rasped voice, chanting Jack’s name, until the tidal wave of the apex of his pleasure washed his mind away.
Lost in the awe of being given the gift of having this, Jack forgot himself. All that existed was Will, the hot gripping pulse around his cock, and the open-mouthed, unabashed moan which coruscated inside Jack’s spine, as he fucked Will as commanded, through the highest top, - twice, thrice, five thrusts - and there it was - the moment, where it’s too much, too much, but you never want it to end.
Will, torn between forcing Jack to stop, to halt, to stay inside him until there was no tomorrow, and wishing nothing more, than to embrace Jack’s shaking body when it was his turn, knowing it was all because of him, Will lowered his leg from Jack’s waist, slowly.
- ten -
“Will.“
Fingers sliding down Jack’s back, a predetermined path, the mere expectation of them reaching their destination conjuring a beatific smile upon Jack’s face, “Will!”
A soft touch of a fingertip, a permission enough for a pirate, and the skin, now soaking with gold, soon bore full reddening marks for guiding, holding Jack at the ends of the world.
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