The Price of Rum

Title: The Price of Rum (1/?)

Author: Lydia NightShade

Pairing: Jack Sparrow/Will Turner

Rating: R to NC-17 (just to be safe not sure how graphic I’ll get)

Warnings: AU-ish rape/non-con issues and violence because I’m sick and sadistic and went to Catholic school my whole life ^_^ And of course Slashy goodness in other words these pirates are gayer than a boy with highlights in a pink tube top!

Archive: CIB, adult-fanfiction.org, potcpirateslash.

Disclaimer: I so don’t own any of this, I wish believe me, but no it’s all crap.

Feedback: Oh please! I’m a Leo we live for it! But please be nice we bruise easily.

Beta: None…if you want to please do!

Author’s Notes: Okay okay! This was my first fic and it’s still on going so enjoy!

A/N 2: Speech “blah”; thoughts ‘blah’; passage of time/scene change~*~*~*~*~ No rape in this part. Just some healthy smut before the real plot begins. ^_~


Will looked at himself in the mirror. He couldn’t remember the last time he felt this much contentment. It was early in the morning. He’d just finished making the bed after yet another night of passion. Jack had already gone above deck to run the ship for the day. His fingers unconsciously moved to his recently pierced ear to toy with the gold hoop. He smiled at the memory, it had been painful, but it was finally official. Jack had marked him as his by giving him one of his earrings. Now everyone would know they were together and Will couldn’t be happier. Smiling like a Cheshire cat, Will snapped out of his revere and tied his hair back in his trademark ponytail. He hurried above deck to report for his daily task.

‘Don’t want to be late’ he thought. Even though the crew knew of their relationship, Will didn’t want any of them thinking he was getting special treatment. As he rounded the corner he bumped into Jack’s former second mate, before Will came along.

“Oh, Craig, I’m sorry! I didn’t see you.” (yes, just picture Craig Parker with long black hair and pirate garb)

“No worries mate. I see you got a new earring….I didn’t even know you had your ears pierced.”

“Oh,….yes.” Will replied his hand finding the earring once again. “Well, I didn’t actually until last night. It’s one of Jack’s, he pierced it for me.”

“Oh, I didn’t even realize, how nice,” Craig replied with a forced sweetness that, were Will not lost in memory again, would have picked up on.

“Well, I must be going. I need to check in with Jack and find out what grueling task he wants me to perform today.” Will stated with a goodhearted laugh.

“Oh I’d hate to keep you two from each other, please go on. I have cooking duty again,” he sneered.

“Um, yes…thank you. I’m sure dinner will be wonderful,” Will replied slightlt oft off byig’sig’s apparent bitterness towards him. He shrugged it off and continued on his way. ‘He must be tired’ he thought.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

“What a day! If I didn’t know better love, sometimes I’d swear you wear trying to kill me,” Will sighed as he flopped on their shared bed in Jack’s quarters. Lying on his back he regarded his lover with an off-handed curiosity as Jack removed his boots and hat.
“Oh really? And who was the little former blacksmith that made such a fuss that I not treat him any different than the rest of the crew because,” he mocked a little whinny voice “I want the crew to like meeeee!!!” He then proceeded to make a pouting face and pretend to wipe a tear away.

“Sod off you lousy poof!” Will laughed as he whipped a pillow at Jack’s head. Jack laughed and easily caught the pillow.

“Aww, did I hurt poor little Will’s feelings? He’s so dainty and fragile he can’t even handle /real/ pirate work.” Jack ducked as yet another pillow went flying at his head.

“/Dainty/?! When was the last time you saw a blacksmith that was /dainty/?” Will squeaked in utter disbelief. Not realizing that squeaking wasn’t very manly. Jack put his finger to his chin in mock concentration.

“Hmmm, since the last time I was at port, and I picked up this hot little blacksmith in a local pub. We had this unbelievable night of lovemaking and in the morning when I woke up I never wanted to leave.” He said as if it were some far off, silly memory. “He had the most beautiful eyes and a body that would make a god weep.” Will blushed and smiled shyly lowering his head.

“You think I have beautiful eyes?” he asked dreamily, the prior insult completely forgotten. Jack turned to him and looked at him as if he were truly flabbergasted.

“My dear dainty boy….who said I was talking about you?” He then began grinning like a mad man at the absolute look of rage that appeared on his lover’s face.

“You saucy bastard! You think I was just waiting around my entire life for you, don’t you?!” He glanced down and looked back up with a look of utter frustration.

“What’s the matter, love?” Jack asked trying his best not to laugh. Will turned away from him so his back was to Jack and huffed, then stated in a quiet voice.

“I’m all out of pillows.” There was a moment of silence before both burst into fits of laughter. Jack moved over to the bed and wrapped his arms around Will’s slender waist and held him tight. He kissed him tenderly on the cheek, and then tugged on the scarlet sash that Will always used to tie his hair back with. He undid the tie and ran his fingers through the silky curls and breathed in his lover’s scent.

“I love your hair. I wish you could leave it down all day.” He stated absentmindedly as he stroked Will’s hair.

“Why? So you could pet me like a dog all day?” He turned his head just enough so he could see realization dawn on Jack’s face, who stopped his hand and gave Will an annoyed smile.

“I see you’re still upset that I made you scrub the deck all day aren’t you?” He flat lined. Will gave Jack a ‘well obviously’ look and then turned his head away again. Jack smirked. He knew what his lover was trying to do. ‘Alright, if that’s the way he wants to play it, I’ll most certainly oblige.’

“Oh but Will, you know I only make you do those things so that I can have the pleasure of making it up to you later when we’re alone,” he purred into Will’s ear.

“Oh fabulous so all I have to do to get you to make love to me is to put in twelve hours of grueling labor. Fantastic.” Jack put his hands on Will’s shoulders and forced him to turn around so they were both sitting on the bed facing each other. He looked Will dead in the eyes.

“No love. All you have to do is be you. Why do you think I send you on those tasks? It’s because they get you mostly out of my vision so I don’t ravage you in front of the crew.” He smiled sincerely and gently stroked Will’s cheek with his hand. Will leaned into the touch closing his eyes and sighing. He loved when Jack was tender like this. It reminded him of their first time. Jack had been so gentle and caring. He made Will feel completely safe.

“I love you,” Will’s melodic voice whispered into the quiet room. Jack answered him by leaning in and covering Will’s lips with his own. Will eagerly returned the kiss, opening his mouth to allow Jack’s tongue free roam. Jack’s hand came up to cup the back of Will’s head and gently stroke the silky curls he loved so much. He slowly pushed Will back onto the bed and covered him with his own body.

He pushed their clothed erections together and reveled in the sensatioach ach moaning into the other’s mouth. Jack leaned back to take off his shirt while Will ris his hands up and down the finely sculpted chest. Not to be the only one with no eye candy Jack pulled Will up and “freed” the young man of his shirt. Will laid back down and waited for Jack to make the next move. But Jack just sat there straddling him staring in awe.
‘How did I get so lucky’ he thought to himself as he looked down at Will. Will’s curls spread across the pillow with a slight flush of arousal across his gentle face, his chest gently rising and falling, his stomach muscles flexing slightly with every breath.

“Beautiful,” Jack whispered, more to himself then to Will.

“Well are you just going to sit there all night?” Will asked in a husky voice.

“Of course not. Just taking a moment to take a visual inventory of what’s mine.” He leaned in and took Will’s earring between his teeth giving a gentle tug. Will chuckled slightly, gentle was nice the first time, but he didn’t work all day to be ted led like a virgin maiden. He reached up and began to kiss Jack’s neck, slowly kissing and licking his way to Jack’s ear. He gently bit the lobe and breathed hot breath into Jack’s ear. He knew this would drive Jack crazy, it always did.

Sure enough, Jack let out a guttural growl and began kissing him with all the fierceness of an animal in heat. He promptly removed their remaining clothes and hed hed into the bedside drawer for the scented oil he always had handy. He slicked up his fingers and traced one at Will’s opening before slipping it in.

“Don’t patronize me!” The out of place phrase surprised Jack and he stopped moving his hand completely.

“What?”

“I need more…../now/.” With a smirk on his lips Jack shoved two more fingers into Will’s tight opening and corkscrewed them until he had Will’s eyes rolling into the back of his head.

“Oh…/god/…now /that’s/ what I’m talking about.” Will managed to get out between desperate pants. Jack’s smirk only grew wider and he removed his fingers much to Will’s chagrin. He gave Jack a desperate look as the pirate captain took his time coating his turgid member with oil. Slowly stroking up and down, his eyes never leaving Will’s.

“I knew it,” Will panted “you /are/ trying to kill me!” Jack only laughed and positioned himself so he was hovering above Will.

“No love. Just letting you see what’s yours.” He guided Will’s legs so they were on his shoulders then slowly began to push into his lover. He didn’t stop until he was buried to the hilt. He leaned down and kissed Will passionately giving him time to adjust.

“Don’t stop now lover, the fun’s just beginning.” At these words Jack began to rock his hips.

“I won’t break Sparrow…….MOVE!” Jack let out a half laugh, half moan and began to thrust into Will with wild abandon. They moved together in perfect synchronicity for what seemed like hours. Finally the two lovers lay spent in a tangle of limbs upon the much-abused mattress. Jack pushed himself up onto his elbows and placed butterfly kisses on Will’s lips, nose, and on each eyelid.

‘I have to remember to thank the fates for sending me an angel.’ Jack rolled over onto his back and pulled Will so he was pressed against his side, Will’s head lying on his chest.

“Hmmm, maybe I should scrub the deck everyday,” Will said tiredly, followed by a small yawn. Jack merely chuckled and placed a soft kiss on his lover’s forehead.

“Aye, maybe you should. I can’t have a dainty first mate running around distracting the crew.” He felt his lover’s exhausted frustrated sigh.

“Sod off.”

“Sorry too tired, you wiped me out love,” Jack’s only response was the sound of ’s s’s soft snoring. He smiled to himself and took a few moments to watch his lover sleep before, he too, let sleep claim him.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

In another part of the world, in a dilapidated old prison, a dark figure was pacing. He had tattered clothes and a surly scowl on his face, which was covered by a mangy beard. Rats scurried by his feet. The figured stopped its insane pacing to sit on the pathetic excuse for a bed. He took a small piece of his stale bread, which served as a meal, and coaxed a small rat to his hand. The rat eagerly ran to the scrap of food.

“That’s it my little one. Take what is mine like a good little rat.” The rat, so overjoyed to get a meal didn’t care when the figure picked him up. “You’re my little Sparrow aren’t you? Yes you are. So small yet a dirty little /rat/.” A maniacal gleam sparked in the pirate’s eyes as he gently stroked the rat’s fur. The rat began to sense the evil inside the man and started to squirm.

“Hahahaha! Yes that’s right little Sparrow try to run! Hahahahaha!” Then as if the man finally snapped, he grabbed the rat by the tail and bashed it against the wall until it was nothing more than a bloody mess. Evil laughter filled the prison frightening inmates and guards alike.

“Soon my little Sparrow,” eetheethed.

“Soon.”

TBC?