A Pirate's Life for Me
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Pirates of the Caribbean (All) › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
9
Views:
4,202
Reviews:
18
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.
7: Kisses
A Pirate's Life for Me
A Pirate's Life for Me
PG-13
7: Kisses
Disclaimer: I think I remember… in some previous chas… ws… was there something like this? I think there was! Amazing!
Note 1: First, I would like to thank everyone that helped me with MS Word. You were all a big help. Now I can type gettin' right!!
Note 2: Second, I would like to apologize for any OOCness in the last chapter. Jack was drunk.
Sorry that took so long! Now, onto the fic!
*~*~*~*
For the rest of the day and well into the next, the crew pretty much skirted around Jack cautiously. He had acted completely out of it, not that he was ever "in" it, but… still. It was quite unnerving.
Will finally worked up the courage to talk to his Captain, who was still rather drunk. After all, he had done nothing but drunk rum, steer the ship, and hum that ridiculous song that Elizabeth had taught him.
Will felt a flash of betrayal when he thought of Elizabeth, but it quickly disappeared when he saw Jack, again at the helm, holding a bottle of rum in one hand and steering with the other, and once again humming "A Pirate's Life For Me". Anyone else would have wondered why this sight caused Will's breath to hitch in his throat, but it was what he saw that mattered.
The wind blew through and tousled his coarse onyx hair. The chocolate colored eyes reflected the sun setting on the horizon. The glowing orb cast shadows on his weather-beaten face as it sunk lower, seemingly into the very ocean itself.
But that moment was broken, however, when Jack turned and made eye contact with him before striding over.
"Thought I felt someone watchin' me," Jack commented to him light heartedly.
Will felt his face heat up, but pretended not to notice. He didn’t know what was getting into him, nor did he understand here these sudden feelings were coming from. And Will didn't like what he didn't understand.
"I just came to tell you that Anamaria says that if you're having supper, you'd better get to the kitchens while you have a chance. I bve hve her exact words were, 'Those pigs'll never stop eatin' 'till they 'ave nuttin' left ta eat'."
Jack chuckled, the sound washing over will in calming waves. "Sounds like her," he remarked as they began the trek below deck. (A/N: Hehe that rhymed!)
*~*~*~*
After dinner, the only people who stayed behind were Gibbs, Anamaria, Jack, and Will, who conversed of nothing of much importance. Until that moment, of course.
"What should we do 'bout the lass?" Anamaria demanded.
Will felt a pang of loss when he knew that she was referring to Elizabeth.
"Nothin'," Gibbs answered, conviction lacing his voice.
"We obviously gotta do somethin' 'bout her!" Anamaria snapped. "She knows too much!"
"We'll just leave the lass… for now," Jack cut in, eyes wide. "We'll only do anythin' if need be."
Gibbs seemed to relax a bit, but Anamaria leveled a glare in Jack's direction.
"If we're hung because Princess decided to tell our plans, it's all your fault!" she pointed at him, anger etched on her features. You could tell that she was just itching to hit him again.
"Elizabeth wouldn't do that," Will cut in. "She's a better person than that."
"See? The lass's heart's too pure," Jack said, smiling sardonically.
"Which is exactly why she took advantage of our hospitality and then just jumped off and to our enemy the second we had our backs turned?" Anamaria snarled.
Will felt a flash of resentment, remembering all too clearly her seeming betrayal.
"What're we supposed ta do?" Gibbs demanded. "Go after The Dauntless just ter kill 'er?"
"Yes!" "No!" Anamaria and Jack exclaimed at the same time. (A/N: I apologize again for any OOCness, but it has an important role later.) They looked at each other.
Anamaria's lips quirked at Jack before she spoke. "So you do have brains, Cap'n."
"Of course I do," Jack grinned, waving his hands vaguely. "CaptCaptain Jack Sparrow."
Anamaria raised her eyebrow, clearly amused. "Y' keep believin' that, and maybe nobody'll wan' t' kill ye. Cockiness is what gets a pirate caught."
With that said, she stood and stretched before calmly sauntering out, no doubt to retire for the night.
Jack rolled his eyes, muttering "wench," fondly under his breath. He loved Anamaria, but not romantically. It was impossible for anyone not to love the fiery woman, but a relationship between the two was impossible. Mainly because their preferences in what they wanted clashed. And also the fact that he had had his eye on the whelp for a while.
Gibbs stood up with a strange twinkle in his eye and an equally strange grin on his face. "Well, I'd better be gettin' ta bed meselWithWith that, he also walked out.
An awkward silennvelnveloped the two of them and they stared quietly at each other, studying the other silently. Sexual tension was pouring out of them so heavily that even Jack shifted, a bit uncomfortable with the way things were going.
Will cleared his throat, attempting to clear the tense atmosphere. "What are we planning tomorrow?"
Jack snapped out of his daze, in which he had been studying Will intently. "Why, pirating, of course!" he answered smartly, smirking a bit at his pun.
It was Will's turn to roll his eyes. "I know that! What I meant was…" he trailed off as they stared into each other's eyes.
Before they what was happening, they were being magnetically drawn toward each other before meeting in a chaste kiss. When they separated, they looked into the other's eyes, wondering what that fluttery feeling was about. Drawn again, they kissed again, this time deepening it, tongues alternating between dueling to gently massaging one another.
They euallually had to separate for oxygen.
Leaning their foreheads together, Jack whispered, catching his breath, "Don’t do anything stupid. I know it's hard, but try." He grinned slightly as he said this.
Will grinned back. "Aye, Captain," he murmured before they kissed again.
Breaking the kiss, Jack groaned. "Let's move this to the bedroom," he said, leading Will to the Captain's cabinere ere they were lost in the throes of passion.
*~*~*~*
A/N: Okay! I finally got this chapter done, and I managed to get the slash part in. I'm sorry if it seemed somewhat rushed, choppy, OOC, unrealistic, etc. I just got sick of going slow and figured that you all couldn't wait longer. And I feel I tortured you enough for now, so I'm already starting on the next chapter.
A Pirate's Life for Me
PG-13
7: Kisses
Disclaimer: I think I remember… in some previous chas… ws… was there something like this? I think there was! Amazing!
Note 1: First, I would like to thank everyone that helped me with MS Word. You were all a big help. Now I can type gettin' right!!
Note 2: Second, I would like to apologize for any OOCness in the last chapter. Jack was drunk.
Sorry that took so long! Now, onto the fic!
*~*~*~*
For the rest of the day and well into the next, the crew pretty much skirted around Jack cautiously. He had acted completely out of it, not that he was ever "in" it, but… still. It was quite unnerving.
Will finally worked up the courage to talk to his Captain, who was still rather drunk. After all, he had done nothing but drunk rum, steer the ship, and hum that ridiculous song that Elizabeth had taught him.
Will felt a flash of betrayal when he thought of Elizabeth, but it quickly disappeared when he saw Jack, again at the helm, holding a bottle of rum in one hand and steering with the other, and once again humming "A Pirate's Life For Me". Anyone else would have wondered why this sight caused Will's breath to hitch in his throat, but it was what he saw that mattered.
The wind blew through and tousled his coarse onyx hair. The chocolate colored eyes reflected the sun setting on the horizon. The glowing orb cast shadows on his weather-beaten face as it sunk lower, seemingly into the very ocean itself.
But that moment was broken, however, when Jack turned and made eye contact with him before striding over.
"Thought I felt someone watchin' me," Jack commented to him light heartedly.
Will felt his face heat up, but pretended not to notice. He didn’t know what was getting into him, nor did he understand here these sudden feelings were coming from. And Will didn't like what he didn't understand.
"I just came to tell you that Anamaria says that if you're having supper, you'd better get to the kitchens while you have a chance. I bve hve her exact words were, 'Those pigs'll never stop eatin' 'till they 'ave nuttin' left ta eat'."
Jack chuckled, the sound washing over will in calming waves. "Sounds like her," he remarked as they began the trek below deck. (A/N: Hehe that rhymed!)
*~*~*~*
After dinner, the only people who stayed behind were Gibbs, Anamaria, Jack, and Will, who conversed of nothing of much importance. Until that moment, of course.
"What should we do 'bout the lass?" Anamaria demanded.
Will felt a pang of loss when he knew that she was referring to Elizabeth.
"Nothin'," Gibbs answered, conviction lacing his voice.
"We obviously gotta do somethin' 'bout her!" Anamaria snapped. "She knows too much!"
"We'll just leave the lass… for now," Jack cut in, eyes wide. "We'll only do anythin' if need be."
Gibbs seemed to relax a bit, but Anamaria leveled a glare in Jack's direction.
"If we're hung because Princess decided to tell our plans, it's all your fault!" she pointed at him, anger etched on her features. You could tell that she was just itching to hit him again.
"Elizabeth wouldn't do that," Will cut in. "She's a better person than that."
"See? The lass's heart's too pure," Jack said, smiling sardonically.
"Which is exactly why she took advantage of our hospitality and then just jumped off and to our enemy the second we had our backs turned?" Anamaria snarled.
Will felt a flash of resentment, remembering all too clearly her seeming betrayal.
"What're we supposed ta do?" Gibbs demanded. "Go after The Dauntless just ter kill 'er?"
"Yes!" "No!" Anamaria and Jack exclaimed at the same time. (A/N: I apologize again for any OOCness, but it has an important role later.) They looked at each other.
Anamaria's lips quirked at Jack before she spoke. "So you do have brains, Cap'n."
"Of course I do," Jack grinned, waving his hands vaguely. "CaptCaptain Jack Sparrow."
Anamaria raised her eyebrow, clearly amused. "Y' keep believin' that, and maybe nobody'll wan' t' kill ye. Cockiness is what gets a pirate caught."
With that said, she stood and stretched before calmly sauntering out, no doubt to retire for the night.
Jack rolled his eyes, muttering "wench," fondly under his breath. He loved Anamaria, but not romantically. It was impossible for anyone not to love the fiery woman, but a relationship between the two was impossible. Mainly because their preferences in what they wanted clashed. And also the fact that he had had his eye on the whelp for a while.
Gibbs stood up with a strange twinkle in his eye and an equally strange grin on his face. "Well, I'd better be gettin' ta bed meselWithWith that, he also walked out.
An awkward silennvelnveloped the two of them and they stared quietly at each other, studying the other silently. Sexual tension was pouring out of them so heavily that even Jack shifted, a bit uncomfortable with the way things were going.
Will cleared his throat, attempting to clear the tense atmosphere. "What are we planning tomorrow?"
Jack snapped out of his daze, in which he had been studying Will intently. "Why, pirating, of course!" he answered smartly, smirking a bit at his pun.
It was Will's turn to roll his eyes. "I know that! What I meant was…" he trailed off as they stared into each other's eyes.
Before they what was happening, they were being magnetically drawn toward each other before meeting in a chaste kiss. When they separated, they looked into the other's eyes, wondering what that fluttery feeling was about. Drawn again, they kissed again, this time deepening it, tongues alternating between dueling to gently massaging one another.
They euallually had to separate for oxygen.
Leaning their foreheads together, Jack whispered, catching his breath, "Don’t do anything stupid. I know it's hard, but try." He grinned slightly as he said this.
Will grinned back. "Aye, Captain," he murmured before they kissed again.
Breaking the kiss, Jack groaned. "Let's move this to the bedroom," he said, leading Will to the Captain's cabinere ere they were lost in the throes of passion.
*~*~*~*
A/N: Okay! I finally got this chapter done, and I managed to get the slash part in. I'm sorry if it seemed somewhat rushed, choppy, OOC, unrealistic, etc. I just got sick of going slow and figured that you all couldn't wait longer. And I feel I tortured you enough for now, so I'm already starting on the next chapter.