To protect the one you love
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Category:
Pirates of the Caribbean (All) › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
12
Views:
2,151
Reviews:
28
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.
Torturous Silence
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Hell_on_earth: Yeah me too, otherwise I’d have died :P
Sunset20: Well, I kinda got back on ‘Barbossa’s all bad’ after AWE…so I figure he’s got a good side, just his bad side’s bigger :p
Chapter 8: Torturous silence
Their heavy breathing filled the room, no one spoke, no one moved.
The silence however was disturbed when Bo’sun came in, “Cap’n, we’re being followed”
With an annoyed groan Barbossa stood, made himself decent and moved out of the cabin.
On the floor, Will pulled out of Jack, watching as the other pirate rose, closing his eyes and obviously resisting the urge to shudder as semen ran down his legs.
Moving to the bucket of water in silence, he cleaned himself up and gave a look about the room.
Will watched the pirate move, his natural swagger though with a hint of discomfort evident, the silence hurting more than any spoken word could’ve done, he rose, disgusted with himself, his voice a throaty whisper as he spoke, “Jack… I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to… I’m just not used to… I never have… and… and he threatened, and… I couldn’t not do it… Jack…?”
With a sigh, the pirate turned to him, “Aye William, I know, don’t worry about it, I’m used to quite a bit”
His hand moving into his hair, he searched around, “Ah! There it is!” With that, he pulled out a pin and moved it in and out of the lock on his collar, picking it carefully.
With a clicking noise and a thud, the lock fell to the ground and swiftly he undid his collar before doing the same for Will’s.
Looking out over the water, he saw the ship and cursed as he saw the banners decorating it… Royal Navy.
Jack knew what it would mean for him and felt utterly annoyed, but, for Will, it may be salvation.
Looking to the youth he spoke in a slur, “Alright, don’t speak or make a sound, follow me, don’t stand still, keep moving, if I fall behind, you do not return for me, savvy?”
Will felt himself grow sadder by the minute, but he nodded none the less, “Aye…captain”
Jack looked up as Will addressed him as such, then rummaged through Barbossa’s belongings, slipping on some clothes, that were ultimately too large for his lithe form, and handed some to Will, who they fitted, but barely.
Taking a sword, he looked at Will, “Swim towards the ship tracking this one, I have a feeling they will be looking for us”
Again Will nodded, and Jack opened the door to see the pirate crew actively running around deck preparing to attack the oncoming ship, and, with a push, he ushered Will out in front of him, to the bow of the ship, waiting as the youth jumped in, only then following himself.
With a sigh he muttered, “From one devil to the next”
Following Will, he watched James stand at the helm, watching them both with a near evil smirk on his face, Jack could just feel the shiver run through him as he watched Will being helped aboard, himself following.
Immediately he was seized and moved to the brig where he was tossed in without a moment of consideration, turning around so that he lay on his back on the floor, he looked up, yet didn’t actually look at anything.
He pondered to himself, perhaps being here wouldn’t prove as bad as he’d thought.
With a sigh, he thought about Will, he hadn’t been completely fair with the youth, had he not obeyed Barbossa, things would’ve led to worse, yet still, Jack felt a passionate anger within himself and a steadily growing need to act on it.
Footsteps.
He looked up, seeing the youth who looked considerably miserable. Kneeling before the bars, he stood with tears shining in his eyes, “Jack… please don’t hate me”
The despair in the blacksmith’s voice gave Jack pause, kneeling on the other side of the bars, he moved his hand through and lightly caressed his cheek, “I could never hate you William, never”
A tear slipped down his cheek, and Jack brushed it away, “No tears William, I’m not good at watching people cry”
Will offered a small smile, kissing him softly through the iron words as he breathed softly, “I wish I were in there with you”
Jack, feeling more like his old self, half-smirked, “The bars needn’t stop us”
As Will gasped in realization, a blush crept unto his cheeks, “But what if James…”
Jack laughed, “Then he’ll have a nice show”
TBC…
Hell_on_earth: Yeah me too, otherwise I’d have died :P
Sunset20: Well, I kinda got back on ‘Barbossa’s all bad’ after AWE…so I figure he’s got a good side, just his bad side’s bigger :p
Chapter 8: Torturous silence
Their heavy breathing filled the room, no one spoke, no one moved.
The silence however was disturbed when Bo’sun came in, “Cap’n, we’re being followed”
With an annoyed groan Barbossa stood, made himself decent and moved out of the cabin.
On the floor, Will pulled out of Jack, watching as the other pirate rose, closing his eyes and obviously resisting the urge to shudder as semen ran down his legs.
Moving to the bucket of water in silence, he cleaned himself up and gave a look about the room.
Will watched the pirate move, his natural swagger though with a hint of discomfort evident, the silence hurting more than any spoken word could’ve done, he rose, disgusted with himself, his voice a throaty whisper as he spoke, “Jack… I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to… I’m just not used to… I never have… and… and he threatened, and… I couldn’t not do it… Jack…?”
With a sigh, the pirate turned to him, “Aye William, I know, don’t worry about it, I’m used to quite a bit”
His hand moving into his hair, he searched around, “Ah! There it is!” With that, he pulled out a pin and moved it in and out of the lock on his collar, picking it carefully.
With a clicking noise and a thud, the lock fell to the ground and swiftly he undid his collar before doing the same for Will’s.
Looking out over the water, he saw the ship and cursed as he saw the banners decorating it… Royal Navy.
Jack knew what it would mean for him and felt utterly annoyed, but, for Will, it may be salvation.
Looking to the youth he spoke in a slur, “Alright, don’t speak or make a sound, follow me, don’t stand still, keep moving, if I fall behind, you do not return for me, savvy?”
Will felt himself grow sadder by the minute, but he nodded none the less, “Aye…captain”
Jack looked up as Will addressed him as such, then rummaged through Barbossa’s belongings, slipping on some clothes, that were ultimately too large for his lithe form, and handed some to Will, who they fitted, but barely.
Taking a sword, he looked at Will, “Swim towards the ship tracking this one, I have a feeling they will be looking for us”
Again Will nodded, and Jack opened the door to see the pirate crew actively running around deck preparing to attack the oncoming ship, and, with a push, he ushered Will out in front of him, to the bow of the ship, waiting as the youth jumped in, only then following himself.
With a sigh he muttered, “From one devil to the next”
Following Will, he watched James stand at the helm, watching them both with a near evil smirk on his face, Jack could just feel the shiver run through him as he watched Will being helped aboard, himself following.
Immediately he was seized and moved to the brig where he was tossed in without a moment of consideration, turning around so that he lay on his back on the floor, he looked up, yet didn’t actually look at anything.
He pondered to himself, perhaps being here wouldn’t prove as bad as he’d thought.
With a sigh, he thought about Will, he hadn’t been completely fair with the youth, had he not obeyed Barbossa, things would’ve led to worse, yet still, Jack felt a passionate anger within himself and a steadily growing need to act on it.
Footsteps.
He looked up, seeing the youth who looked considerably miserable. Kneeling before the bars, he stood with tears shining in his eyes, “Jack… please don’t hate me”
The despair in the blacksmith’s voice gave Jack pause, kneeling on the other side of the bars, he moved his hand through and lightly caressed his cheek, “I could never hate you William, never”
A tear slipped down his cheek, and Jack brushed it away, “No tears William, I’m not good at watching people cry”
Will offered a small smile, kissing him softly through the iron words as he breathed softly, “I wish I were in there with you”
Jack, feeling more like his old self, half-smirked, “The bars needn’t stop us”
As Will gasped in realization, a blush crept unto his cheeks, “But what if James…”
Jack laughed, “Then he’ll have a nice show”
TBC…