Healing the wounds of the heart
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Category:
Pirates of the Caribbean (All) › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
14
Views:
4,161
Reviews:
27
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own the Pirates of the Caribbean movie series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Deception of the Mind
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Sunset20: Hmmm, James is generally my bad guy…if I don’t use Barbossa ((sometimes I use both hehehe)) I can assure you that at one point or another, when she’s done her job, she’ll get hers… and ehm we’ll see about those memories –giggles-
Lonewolf: I know, I feel terribly ashamed of myself… This is the first time I have written so many chapter and no nookie in it :p
Chapter 7: Deception of the Mind
Will felt himself blushing, accepting the words the elder spoke, “Jack? Will you hold me again?”
Jack smiled slightly, embracing the youth, “Aye William, it’d be my pleasure” Will gave a grateful smile, resting himself in the surprisingly strong arms that held him.
As he breathed in, the pirate’s scent invaded his nostrils, a masculine scent that was a mixture of the sea, rum, a touch of sweat…and the pirate’s own scent. Altogether Will found it quite enjoyable.
“Rest well Jack”
The captain smiled, speaking his soft reply to the blacksmith, who’d already fallen asleep, leaving the captain uncomfortably hard.
The kiss they shared had awakened a need within him that he found near impossible to fight. But, for the youth’s sake, he would fight it.
“Jaaack…”
A breathless moan it seemed at first, but Jack could make out his name in it none the less, “Aye William?”
The youth however didn’t answer him, and the pirate, worried, tilted the youth head back and found him fast asleep.
And again the moan fell from those soft lips, and Jack realized…he wasn’t having a nightmare… in fact, the dream seemed to be everything but bad.
Hearing the youth moan his name aroused the elder pirate even further, to the point here he moved himself away from the younger one, afraid he wouldn’t be able to control himself.
Softly, he whispered to the blacksmith, hoping to rouse him from his sleep.
A poke then, and indeed, the youth stirred, turning towards him, “Jack….” Will reached out, touching the pirate’s face, before letting his hand travel down to his chest, again his name, “Jack…”
All the while, Jack seemed visibly shaken, the youth was awake, yet still in between the world of sleep and the here and now… and he wasn’t quite certain if he should move away, or give in to the youth and his own desires, and return the advances currently made.
As the youth released another eager, wanton moan, moving closer to the elder, Jack could resist no more, pressing his lips unto the youth’s, their tongues for a brief moment wrestling before he pulled back, “William, we can’t do this”
At the words, the youth pulled back and looked visibly hurt, embarrassed and Jack knew, yes, he had been fully aware of what was happening.
As Jack leaned forward then, to kiss the youth, Will pulled back, “I don’t want your charity”
Pushing the younger back, his eyes dark with lust, he kissed him again, “Are you truly so dense William, do you truly not realize I want you? I can’t even find Davy Jo… I can’t even focus because of you.”
Will looked at him, confused, suspicious, a hint of fear because he was pinned down, “Then why did you push me away?”
Jack let go of the blacksmith, sitting up, “I wanted you to be aware of what you were doing mate, I thought you were still half asleep”
Will offered a small smile, “So then…”
Jack shook his head, “No, not yet, it’s too soon for you mate, it’d do you no good”
A soft whimper escaped the other at those words, in his heart, he knew Jack was right, the pain, the memories, they were still too fresh, yet his mind, his mind thought otherwise.
You know he just doesn’t want you that way Will, he may call you William, hug you, kiss you, but he’ll never want more of you than that. Don’t you see, he’ll hurt you. But, maybe that’s just what you want, do you want him to hurt you? Cut you? Make you bleed while you beg for mercy? Like you begged all those pirates…like a slut? Did you really think he’d want you? He’d never love you, you’re a fool to believe he would. Elizabeth realized her mistake, and, so will he.
The youth had shut his eyes, shaking his head as though trying to shake the thoughts out, the poisonous voice that haunted him, made him suffer.
It wasn’t until he felt a hand on his shoulder that he gasped audibly, his eyes flying open.
Jack withdrew his hand as he saw the dark, cold fury in the eyes of the blacksmith, “Not good”
TBC…
Sunset20: Hmmm, James is generally my bad guy…if I don’t use Barbossa ((sometimes I use both hehehe)) I can assure you that at one point or another, when she’s done her job, she’ll get hers… and ehm we’ll see about those memories –giggles-
Lonewolf: I know, I feel terribly ashamed of myself… This is the first time I have written so many chapter and no nookie in it :p
Chapter 7: Deception of the Mind
Will felt himself blushing, accepting the words the elder spoke, “Jack? Will you hold me again?”
Jack smiled slightly, embracing the youth, “Aye William, it’d be my pleasure” Will gave a grateful smile, resting himself in the surprisingly strong arms that held him.
As he breathed in, the pirate’s scent invaded his nostrils, a masculine scent that was a mixture of the sea, rum, a touch of sweat…and the pirate’s own scent. Altogether Will found it quite enjoyable.
“Rest well Jack”
The captain smiled, speaking his soft reply to the blacksmith, who’d already fallen asleep, leaving the captain uncomfortably hard.
The kiss they shared had awakened a need within him that he found near impossible to fight. But, for the youth’s sake, he would fight it.
“Jaaack…”
A breathless moan it seemed at first, but Jack could make out his name in it none the less, “Aye William?”
The youth however didn’t answer him, and the pirate, worried, tilted the youth head back and found him fast asleep.
And again the moan fell from those soft lips, and Jack realized…he wasn’t having a nightmare… in fact, the dream seemed to be everything but bad.
Hearing the youth moan his name aroused the elder pirate even further, to the point here he moved himself away from the younger one, afraid he wouldn’t be able to control himself.
Softly, he whispered to the blacksmith, hoping to rouse him from his sleep.
A poke then, and indeed, the youth stirred, turning towards him, “Jack….” Will reached out, touching the pirate’s face, before letting his hand travel down to his chest, again his name, “Jack…”
All the while, Jack seemed visibly shaken, the youth was awake, yet still in between the world of sleep and the here and now… and he wasn’t quite certain if he should move away, or give in to the youth and his own desires, and return the advances currently made.
As the youth released another eager, wanton moan, moving closer to the elder, Jack could resist no more, pressing his lips unto the youth’s, their tongues for a brief moment wrestling before he pulled back, “William, we can’t do this”
At the words, the youth pulled back and looked visibly hurt, embarrassed and Jack knew, yes, he had been fully aware of what was happening.
As Jack leaned forward then, to kiss the youth, Will pulled back, “I don’t want your charity”
Pushing the younger back, his eyes dark with lust, he kissed him again, “Are you truly so dense William, do you truly not realize I want you? I can’t even find Davy Jo… I can’t even focus because of you.”
Will looked at him, confused, suspicious, a hint of fear because he was pinned down, “Then why did you push me away?”
Jack let go of the blacksmith, sitting up, “I wanted you to be aware of what you were doing mate, I thought you were still half asleep”
Will offered a small smile, “So then…”
Jack shook his head, “No, not yet, it’s too soon for you mate, it’d do you no good”
A soft whimper escaped the other at those words, in his heart, he knew Jack was right, the pain, the memories, they were still too fresh, yet his mind, his mind thought otherwise.
You know he just doesn’t want you that way Will, he may call you William, hug you, kiss you, but he’ll never want more of you than that. Don’t you see, he’ll hurt you. But, maybe that’s just what you want, do you want him to hurt you? Cut you? Make you bleed while you beg for mercy? Like you begged all those pirates…like a slut? Did you really think he’d want you? He’d never love you, you’re a fool to believe he would. Elizabeth realized her mistake, and, so will he.
The youth had shut his eyes, shaking his head as though trying to shake the thoughts out, the poisonous voice that haunted him, made him suffer.
It wasn’t until he felt a hand on his shoulder that he gasped audibly, his eyes flying open.
Jack withdrew his hand as he saw the dark, cold fury in the eyes of the blacksmith, “Not good”
TBC…