Treasure

As the afternoon shadows began to grow long and deep, Will wondered for the thousandth time what on earth had possessed Elizabeth to say a thing like that. Why did she think he wouldn’t come back to her? Did she suspect Jack of trying to kidnap him? And what was all that rubbish about being truthful with himself?

Will checked his compass to make sure he was still going in the right direction. It shouldn’t be much longer now…

Nervous anticipation had been building in him throughout his journey. It wouldn’t have been easy for him to ignore Jack’s note and not go at all, but he -might- have been able to do it if Elizabeth had asked him not to. Jack wouldn’t dare risk coming any nearer to Port Royal to collect him.

Will’s proper upbringing had him trapped in a moral dilemma. On one hand, he had always been taught that a man was only as good as his word. Jack, although a pirate, was still a friend and had almost died to save him. Will couldn’t bear the thought of breaking his word to him. However, keeping his word would mean betraying his fiancé.

He sighed and pushed the thoughts away. It was too late to turn back now, and he was beginning to admit to himself that a part of him secretly longed to see Jack one more time.

The sun was just dipping below the horizon when Will spotted a lifeboat dragged up on the shore, away from the reach of the tide. Peering out to sea, Will saw the Black Pearl anchored peacefully, her black sails taken down for once so that the ship could wait there unrecognized.

Rowing himself out to the ship, Will saw that a rope ladder was lowered and waiting for him. He climbed it and half expected to be met by the entire crew, but the decks were deserted.

“Jack?” he called out.

Upon receiving no answer, he made his way toward Jack’s cabin, deciding that it was the most likely place to find his captain. Sure enough, the cabin door was open, and Jack was there, sitting on his bed with his back to Will.

Will’s heart leapt at the site of him, and his stomach fluttered wildly. He realized just how nervous he really was.

Growing up near the sea with plenty of sailors coming and going, Will had learned long ago that sex between two men was possible, but he had never actually known how. Since making his bargain with Jack, Will had been racking his brain, trying to figure out exactly what Jack was wanting to do with him. He’d had a few ideas, but nothing that seemed serious enough to constitute as sex.

“Jack?” Will stepped tentatively into the room.

Jack whirled around to face him, looking surprised. There was a short pause before Jack said, “I didn’t think ye were coming.”

“I left as soon as I received your note,” Will said, annoyed. “And it did say to ‘come alone tonight.’ The sun hasn’t even set yet, so don’t go accusing me of being late.”

Jack snorted. “That’s not what I meant. I didn’t think ye’d come at all.”

“I gave you my word, Jack,” Will said slowly, emphasizing every syllable. He was feeling more hurt than annoyed now. “You risked both life and limb for Elizabeth and myself, only asking for one thing in return. What kind of person would I be if I refused you that?”

“I wasn’t thinkin’ badly of ye,” Jack explained. “I just thought that once ye were with yer girl, the idea of comin’ back t’ me for the night might be a bit much. Tell me, is our bargain the only reason yer here?”

“What do you mean?” Will asked, furrowing his brow in confusion.

Jack turned his back to Will and gazed out the small window of his cabin at the setting sun. “I mean, after tonight will ye leave here hopin’ never to see me again, or am I more than just a passin’ acquaintance to ye?”

“Jack, I value you as my greatest friend,” Will said truthfully.

“The feeling’s mutual,” Jack said quickly, although Will thought he could detect a trace of bitterness in his voice. “Which is why I’m going to give ye a way out.”

Will’s heart sank as he said, “Why?”

“Ye saved me from the gallows twice, mate. That’s more than enough payment for any debt ye owed me. I’m offerin’ ye the chance to walk away and forget this whole accord ever existed.”

Panic rose in Will’s chest. Why was Jack doing this? Didn’t he want to bed him anymore?

Will didn’t understand why he was so upset over this. He should be sighing in relief, wishing Jack well, and heading back to Elizabeth and his smithy where he belonged…but something was holding him back. It was that same something that had kept him from telling Elizabeth that he loved her back on the Isla de Muerta…the same something that made him leap to Jack’s defense, even when he was convinced that Jack was a traitor…

He’d never felt so confused in the entirety of his life. Finally, he decided to just let go for once and go with his gut instinct. He wasn’t about to back out now.

“I’m staying, Jack.”

Jack turned around to study him, his face showing evident surprise and relief. That familiar smirk began to commandeer his lips as he said, “So, me charm’s finally won ye over, eh?”

“Don’t push it,” Will said, laughing.

That strange awkwardness that had hung between them only a moment ago, vanished. Their old familiarity was back, and that was a relief to them both.

Jack strode over to shut and lock the door, and as he did so, Will asked, “Where’s the crew?”

“There’s another town not far from here,” Jack said. “I promised ‘em half me share of Barbossa’s hordes if they cleared out and didn’t come back till late tomorrow morning.”

Jack finished locking the door, and turned to face him once more. The look on his face, made Will’s breath catch in his throat.

True, he had seen that look on Jack’s face before, but never with that degree of intensity. He’d never seen such passion, sure desire in anyone’s eyes before.

Jack walked over to Will and cupped his face with those calloused, work-worn hands. He began to kiss him softly, gently.

Will returned the kiss, feeling more than a little shocked. In all the times he’d tried to envision what this moment would be like, he’d never imagined this. He’d expected to be thrown roughly to the bed or being forced into all sorts of unpleasant things. He’d prepared himself for anything and everything…except tenderness.

Jack was walking him backward now, his lips never leaving Will’s, until Will could feel the side of the bed pressing against the backs of his legs. Jack wrapped an arm around his waist, his other hand cradling the back of Will’s head. Slowly, he lowered Will onto the bed, coming down to lay on top of him.

Their kisses turned more passionate now, and Will realized for the first time just how much he’d missed Jack’s touch and the warmth of his kisses. He moaned, trying to let Jack know how much he wanted this.

He started to bring his arms up to wrap around Jack before he remembered the request that Jack had made the last time he’d attempted this. Working up his courage, he slid his hands down to Jack’s arse, squeezing gently.

“Thank God yer a fast learner,” Jack moaned, sucking on Will’s neck as he began to unbutton his shirt.

Will stiffened as he realized how vulnerable he was going to be without any clothes on. Jack felt this and paused to examine the man beneath him.

“Will, do ye have any idea what we’re about to do?”

Will shook his head, abashed. “I’ve a few ideas,” he said sheepishly, “but it isn’t as though I’ve ever been told how.”

Jack grinned. “No, I suppose ye haven’t.” His face grew serious as he continued, “It will hurt at first, but I’ll go slowly.” He kissed Will’s earlobe, running his tongue along the sensitive skin behind his ear. His hot breath made Will shiver as he whispered, “Trust me, before this night’s over, I’ll have ye begging for more.”

No words, before or since, had ever been as effective in arousing Will as those words did that night. Jack fairly purred as he felt Will’s cock harden against his thigh. He shifted his position, rubbing their cocks together through their breeches. Will moaned that same, low, sexy way he had the last time they’d been together like this.

Jack growled, losing some of his control and ripping Will’s shirt completely off him. He began kissing at the exposed flesh of Will’s chest and was rewarded with more of those deep moans that sent renewed waves of arousal through him, causing his already impossibly hard cock to twitch impatiently.

He turned his attention to Will’s nipples, rubbing his fingers over their hardened nubs before doing the same with his tongue. Will gasped and arched his back, raising himself up onto his elbows as Jack began to suck on his nipples, teasing with his tongue before biting gently and blowing on the sensitive skin to soothe it.

Jack began working his way lower, teasing Will’s torso with his lips, tongue, and teeth. He felt the body of the man beneath him shiver with delight as he placed hot, wet kisses on Will’s belly, tracing where his exposed flesh ended and the fabric of his trousers began.

Sliding the rest of the way down Will’s body, Jack pulled off Will’s shoes and stockings before turning his attention to Will’s trousers. His hands were shaking as he fumbled with the opening, swearing loudly when the task took longer than it should have. With a cry of triumph, he finally pulled Will’s breeches off, leaving him fully naked.

Jack sat back on his heels, drinking in the sight before him. Will’s silky locks were spread on the pillow, a few strands sticking to his face and neck with sweat. His face was flushed with arousal (and perhaps a little embarrassment), and his eyes were just a shade darker than usual with desire. He was breathing heavily through parted, kiss-swollen lips, and Jack let his gaze travel to Will’s neck and chest. A few love bites were the only flaws on his otherwise perfect, creamy skin.

He gently traced the fine-toned muscles on the smith’s chest with his fingertips, moving them down to tickle his waist just to watch him squirm. Jack eyed Will’s slender hips and large cock appreciatively.

Will felt his blush deepen as Jack continued to stare hungrily at his body. He was feeling more than a little shy and nervous all of the sudden, lying there fully naked and exposed. He also had no way of knowing what Jack was thinking, and he desperately wanted to know if Jack…well…-approved- of what he was seeing.

Without warning, Jack reached out and grasped Will’s arousal firmly in his hand. Will gasped and squeezed his eyes shut as a jolt of pleasure shot through him. He felt the heat of Jack’s body laying half on top of him once more, still stroking his cock gently.

“Yer very well endowed, Mr. Turner,” Jack murmured in a low, husky voice. He kissed Will deeply as he began to pump his cock furiously.

Will moaned loudly into Jack’s mouth, and it wasn’t long before he was thrusting into Jack’s hand, letting out slight whimpers between the moans. It felt incredible having Jack touch him there. The pleasure was so much more intense than when he did it himself.

“Jack,” Will moaned. “Oh, Jack, please!”

“Please what?” Jack asked, momentarily ceasing his ministrations.

“I-I don’t know,” Will said, looking rather distressed as he realized that he didn’t really know what he was wanting.

Jack laughed affectionately, marveling once more at just how adorable the man beneath him was. “I’ve got a pretty good idea what ye might be wanting.” His smile was growing mischievous now as he slid down the younger man’s body.

Will watched curiously, wondering what Jack was about to do. His breath caught in his throat as Jack blew on his cock, his lips coming oh-so-close to touching it…suddenly, Jack took his entire length into his mouth.

“Jack!” Will screamed, clutching at the pillows with white knuckles. He’d never known pleasure like this. He moaned loudly as Jack ran his tongue along his shaft, starting at the base and traveling agonizingly slow to the tip. Once there, he flicked his tongue across it before sucking on just the head.

Will’s moans were coming with every breath now, and tension was building in his lower belly. Jack realized that he was getting close and regretfully let Will’s arousal slide out of his mouth. Kissing the tip tenderly, he moved back up Will’s body, surprised when the smith dragged his face up for a deep kiss.

“Are ye ready to go further?” Jack asked, sitting up and removing his own shirt.

“Don’t you want me to do the same to you?” Will asked, confused as to why he wasn’t being asked to return the favor.

“I’ll not be askin’ ye to do anything ye don’t want,” Jack said, quite sure that that was all that would be said on the matter.

Suddenly, Will sprang to life beneath him, flipping him over onto his back. “I want to,” he whispered sincerely. Jack was so surprised that all he could do was nod.

Will spread kisses slowly down Jack’s chest, desperate to give Jack just as much pleasure as he had given him. He experimentally ran his tongue along Jack’s sun-bronzed skin, delighted as he was rewarded with a surprised moan from the older man beneath him.

Will slowly began to undo Jack’s breeches, relieved when he realized that Jack wasn’t wearing any shoes or stockings. Though his fingers were shaking just as badly as Jack’s had, his hands worked slowly and patiently, rather than tearing at the cloth as Jack had done. Smiling, Will accomplished his task and pulled Jack’s trousers from him.

Jack’s erection jutted out proudly, and Will licked his lips nervously, wanting to please but not being sure how. Keeping his eyes on Jack’s face to watch his reaction, Will placed his lips on the tip of Jack’s cock and slowly lowered his mouth onto it.

Jack groaned and arched his back. Will smiled as best he could under the present circumstances and experimentally swirled the tip around in his mouth with his tongue, loving the sounds that were coming from the pirate’s mouth.

Realizing that he couldn’t fit all of Jack’s large cock into his mouth at once, Will wrapped his hand around the base, pumping it while sucking on the tip.

“Will,” Jack whispered with each breath, amazed at what this inexperienced man was making him feel. He didn’t want it to end, and yet he knew that if he didn’t put a stop to it, he’d finish too early.

“Will, stop. That’s enough,” he said regretfully.

Will ceased his actions and looked up at Jack, crestfallen. “Did I do something wrong?”

“No,” Jack assured him, pulling Will up to lay beside him. “Ye did too well as a matter-of-fact. I was gettin’ too close.”

Will smiled, pleased, as Jack reached over to his bedside table and extracted a small bottle of oil. He lay Will on his back and positioned himself between Will’s legs, pouring some oil onto his fingers.

“What’s that for?” Will asked.

“Preparation,” Jack replied. “I don’t want to hurt ye.” Jack placed his fingers between Will’s legs, searching for his entrance. Upon finding it, he gently rubbed some oil onto his opening.

“I’m going to push a finger into ye now,” he told Will. “Try to relax. It won’t hurt so bad that way.”

Will nodded, looking nervous. Slowly, Jack slid a finger into Will’s tight opening, and Will made a noise in the back of his throat at the intrusion.

“Relax,” Jack whispered, feeling inside the smith for his prostate.

“Oh!” Will cried, clapping a hand to his mouth as Jack’s finger found a certain spot inside of him that made stars dance in front of his eyes. “Jack!”

“Ye like that?” Jack smirked, rubbing that place inside the younger man.

“Oh, yes,” Will moaned, pushing against Jack’s finger unconsciously with his hips.

Will grunted as Jack added a second finger and winced as the third soon followed it, but he didn’t really care. The pain and discomfort didn’t seem to matter as long as Jack kept stroking that sweet spot inside of him.

Finally, when Jack felt that he was prepared enough, he removed his fingers and reached for the bottle once more. Will watched, fascinated, as Jack coated his erection in the oil before positioning himself at Will’s entrance.

Will squeezed his eyes shut and buried his face in the pillows as he was breached for the first time. The burning pain continued as Jack pushed inside of him until he was fully sheathed.

“I’m sorry, luv,” Jack whispered, his face full of sincere regret. He ran gentle fingers through Will’s hair and caressed his face soothingly. Will pulled Jack into a deep kiss as the pain inside him subsided, and he felt only fullness.

A shiver of delight ran down his spine as Jack shifted experimentally inside him, slowly pulling about halfway out before thrusting back in again. Will moaned as Jack’s cock brushed that spot inside him.

Jack began to take him slowly at first, relishing in the sight of the man beneath him writhing in pleasure, before it all became too much. Will’s tight virgin arse was so hot around his cock, and the noises coming from his mouth were nearly enough to drive him over the edge.

Jack was amazed at how different this time was. In all his other sexual experiences, what he’d felt had been purely physical. Now, however, emotions were building inside his chest every bit as intense as the pleasure building in his cock.

'So,' he thought, 'this is what it’s like to make luv…'

Below him, Will threw his head back and began repeatedly calling out Jack’s name with every thrust as Jack’s pace quickened, sending unimaginable pleasure coursing through his veins. Then Jack’s hands found his cock, pumping it while still thrusting into him, and Will found that he could no longer hang on. He let Jack’s name tear from his lips once more, digging his nails into the pirate’s back as he came into Jack’s hand.

For Jack, feeling Will’s muscles clench around his throbbing cock and hearing his name shouted like that sent him over the edge as well, all the emotions building inside him coming to a breaking point.

Arching his back, he cried out, “Will! Oh, me Will…I luv ye…” before spilling his seed deep inside the young smith.

They stayed like that for the longest time, not wanting to move, as their breathing returned to normal. Finally, Jack pulled out of Will and rolled off of him to lay on his back, pulling Will to lay on top of him. Will buried his face in Jack’s neck as Jack wrapped his arms around him protectively.

By the time Will felt sure enough of his voice to speak, Jack was already snoring softly, and a lovely weariness was filling his own body as well. He drifted off to sleep with Jack’s last passionate cries still echoing in his ears.