As fine a Pirate

"Well, while we're stuck here in this very inconvenient position, I say that we..."

"This is all your fault!" Will exclaimed without much rancour. "Pirate."

"My fault? Just because, out of the goodness of me heart, I decide that you need to be properly outfitted!"

"You failed to mention beforehand the part about how we'd be stealing the hat from the Governor! How could you have not thought that he might be angry?"

"Well, it was a pretty thing that I remembered from my last visit here years back." Seeing Will glare at him, he hastily added, "I thought it would bring out your eyes."

The cabin boy growled. "This is so incredibly stupid!"

Jack's eyes lit up wildly. "Ah, you see, 'tis your fault. Had you not pointed out that I was pilfering said hat off the man's head, we would have got away clean.\ "Y "You're crazy," said Will, leaning back against the wall in disgust. "How you've managed to survive this long is unbelievable. I know, I know," he continued when he saw Jack about to speak. "You're Captain Jack Sparrow."

"Aye. And I'm not crazy, just... mentally liberated."

Will looked at him like he was crazy.

"I have my Pearl, I have my rum. What do I care if the world thinks me mad? What do I care if you think me mad," he added in a near inaudible whisp
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"What anyone thinks will very soon cease to matter when we get hung at dawn! I'd like to see you get out of this one."

"Oh, you would, would you? What would you do to see me get out of it? For such an enormous amount of effort on my side deserves some reward, savvy?"

"You'd be alive, you insane pirate!"

Jack put a hand to his heart like he'd received a compliment. "Well all right then, I shall shimmy us out of here. But I want you to be my slave in return, for a whole week, savvy?"

"How is that any different from the way you use me at the moment, you unprincipled..."

Noting that the boy seemed to be running out of insults, Jack smirked. "Oh, but it could be quite different. I can think up all sorts of uses for you that I haven't tried yet."

For a moment the Captain's face was very near to Will's, and the young man found it oddly hard to breath. Nothing to do with the smell of rum on the pirate's breath either. "What kinds of things?" Will's voice came out as a breathy whimper, and he felt himself blushing. He hated to give the other man the satisfaction, but something about Jack made him always react against his will.

Jack grinned. "Well, I could make you do my washing..."

Will let out an unabashed moan of horror at the thought. "I don't see why I should have to pay for your larcenous habits, and for you getting us out of here which you would do anyway if you could!"

"Don't you want to be my slave, mate?"

Something burning in those darkened, mischievous eyes made Will's heart cry out yes, but he suppressed the impulse. "I am no one's slave!" he said fiercely.

"But you take my orders, savvy."

"That doesn't make me your... You are the captain!"

"Aye," Jack murmured in a deep and intimate tone. "I'm the Captain." They stared at each other for a long moment, and just as Will felt the building tension peak Jack stood. "Let's be off then."

Will watched, astonished, as Jack carefully probed the back wall until he found a spot that shifted. In less than a minute they were out and heading for the spot where their boat was hidden.

"You knew that way out was there the whole time?" Will hissed, angry beyond measure but not wanting to find himself back in the cell.

"Hmm? Ah, well I paid them a little visit on my last trip too. Courseat tat time I was trying to get the hat for myself."

"And you waited all that time before deciding to escape!"

It finally penetrated Jack's mind why exactly it was that his cabin boy was steaming. "Now, I just thought we could spend some quality time together. See the sights." They scrambled over a sand dune. "I know that you've never been in jail before and that's an essential part of a pirate's education, savvy?"

"You're insane!" muttered Will with a bewilderind ind of awe.

"Not really," said Jack seriously, then kissed him.

Right in the middle of a deserted beach, the sun just glimmering over the horizon, Will felt warm, salty lips fasten against his and coax them open. He meant to push Jack away, even brought up his hands to ward the pirate off, but once they got there they were disinclined to move again and clutched the other man's shoulders instead.

Jack smiled a little as he felt Will's moan vibrate through the both of them as his tongue stroked over the boy's. This was bliss; pure, sinful bliss, and he had no intention of giving it up again.

"So, are you still sure that you don't want to be my body-slave?" he asked, pulling back a bit. Will just stared at him with glazed eyes and a reddened mouth that begged to be ravaged again.

Jack had never been able to resist the call of treasure himself.

He backed the yoforcforcefully into the nearest tree; having trapped his prize he then took advantage of Will's lack of struggling to pull the boy's shirt all the way open.

"Jack!" Will's sweet voice cried out in ecstasy as the pirate pinched a rosy nipple hard at the same time as he cupped his scheming fingers over the cabin boy's straining cock.

"That's Captain Jack, luv." Gently he moved his fingers, teasing and massaging until the boy was a writhing puddle of lust pressing against him. "Maybe we didn't need to find you an outfit after all. I think you'd look just as good naked."

Will moaned at the sound of his lover's voice, breath hitching halfway through as Jack squeezed him. His hips jerked forwards rhythmically into the pirate's hold, and he sobbed with the sheer pleasure being given to him.

"Captain, please. God!"

"Ah. Now see, I would have settled for 'Master,' but since you insist, 'God' it is. I knew you'd come round to my way of thinking eventually, so let's get back to the ship and you can get started on your new duties." Jack removed his hand from it's resting place and sauntered off, beads clinking in the breeze as he chuckled to himself.

Will gazed after him in numb disbelief for a moment, then laughed and ran to catch up, adjusting his trousers as he went.

"You scoundrel," he yelled, and Jack turned his head with a grin.

"Pirate."