To win you over

Title: To Win You Over
Author: Mahie
E-mail: persefone_rj@hotmail.com
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Jack/Will for sure :)
Notes: Written for the second Jack/Will ficathon.
Dedication: For Brie, whose request was: "I'd like a Jack and Will romance,
including their first time, with Jack wooing Will. No character death
please."
Archive: Anywhere, just ask me. After the ficathon ends, I'm willing to
post it on the lists I'm in and at Aff.Net.
Warnings: Slash, and a bit of angst. Also, this is a bit sappy. So, be
warned.
Beta-reader: Melannen.
Summary: See above in 'Dedication'.
Feedback: Please, I really love it!! But don't flame me hard...
Disclaimers: all of them belong to Walt Disney, not to me. The plot belongs
to me. And Jack Sparrow belongs to wonderful Johnny Depp. :)
No infringement is intended and I'm doing this for fun, not for money.
'thoughts' "speech" /emphasis/

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The cabin was dark, and the ship swayed graciously on a calm sea. It
was late at night; but neither of them could say how late.

They were very enthralled with one another.

The darkened cabin was utterly silent, except for the mild sounds of
kissing. Not passionate-sucking kisses, but loving kisses. Will didn't
like to go fast...and they didn't /need/ to go fast.

They were in love and now they knew it.

Hands touched Will's back caringly, caressing every bit of flesh, and
came back to his hair, curling it on the fingers. Will moaned happily
and broke the kiss softly, bringing his forehead to rest on Jack's shoulder.

"Can't believe I didn't know..." Jack murmured, holding Will tightly.
"Can't believe we've waited this long..."

"We are together now," Will kissed Jack's shoulder, shifting closer to
him. "And I want more than kisses."

Jack closed his eyes, relieved to know his 'Will Turner tension' would
be released /very/ soon, and they relaxed on the bed.

Little did Jack know Will had a...restriction.

He wouldn't let Jack bugger him.

When Will joined the Pearl, Jack had been very happy. The boy he had
secretly loved all those impossibly long days of sailing on the Interceptor,
looking for a crew in Tortuga, and chasing Barbossa after that, was there
on his ship, with him. He hadn't married. As the boy didn't want to talk
about it, Jack didn't push him, and never knew exactly /why/ Will hadn't
married Elizabeth Swann, but...it didn't matter! Will had looked for
him and asked for a place on his crew, to which Jack couldn't say 'no'
not even if his life depended on it.

And so they became closer, and closer friends very soon. Only six months
after Will joined the Pearl, he already fought like a pirate during raids,
wasn't /very/ upset about killing people when it was needed and actually
cared about Jack's saftey during those battles as well. Will was always
watching his back. He knew that if Jack died he wouldn't want to go on
with his life as a pirate and wouldn't have anywhere to go. Not to mention
he cared about Jack the same way Jack cared about him. They just...didn't
know that before this day.

Although Will was truly becoming a pirate, he was still reservedut ut
many things. He didn't like to drink rum, nor to go to brothels while
at shore, and couldn't even think about sodomy...he knew it happened
on the crew's quarters, but it disgusted him. His upbringing had never
allowed much /thought/ about that, let alone /practice/.

Anyway, he didn't feel guilty for wanting Jack. He just wouldn't let
Jack bugger him. They would do anything, except that, period.

Sadly for Will, it was Jack's favorite entertainment in the bedroom -
cabin. And he wouldn't let Will win him over by lack of attitude.

----

Firstly, Jack tried the easiest approach to him: 'get the boy aroused and
he's going to open his legs.' So, every time they were together doing
wicked things, Jack did his best to get Will /very/ aroused. He sucked
his neck and nipples, took off Will's clothes carefully kissing every
bit of flesh that was being exposed, touched his cock expertly. Anything
just to make the boy let Jack bugger him.

Will wasn't a fool. He noticed Jack's intentions. He let Jack do what
he wanted to arouse him, but when he realized Jack's fingers were very
near the /forbidden/ place, Will said:
"Um, Jack?"

"Mmm...?" Jack moaned, kissing Will's shoulder, caressing his bum...with
fingers that were nearer and nearer...that place.

"What are you doing?"

"Why, luv, I'm kissing ye, aren't I?"

"With your fingers." Will said, glaring playfult Jat Jack.

"Um...touching ye?" Jack replied with his most innocent face.

Will looked at him in a way that Jack knew Will /knew/ what his
intentions were. Jack sighed:
"Alright, luv. Sorry. Just...couldn't resist."

Will smiled and held Jack tightly while touching his lover's cock again.
Jack sighed. He loved Will, but he wanted more than hand-jobs...Will had
given him blow-jobs as well, but they were rarer. Trying to forget those
thoughts, Jack concentrated on Will's hands and on what they felt for
one another. Maybe, in time, he would break through Will's resistance.

-----

Jack wasn't one to give up on what he wanted so fast. He would break
through Will's resolve and the sooner the better.

Next thing Jack decided to do was to talk to Will. Okay, he had failed
in his first tentative, so he would try to be honest; Jack would
tell Will he wanted him more than anything and that buggering was not
dirty or unmanly, or anything Will thought of it. Hell, Jack would
/beg/ him if he needed to. He loved Will; he didn't care if he needed
to beg.

Jack spotted the object of his thoughts on the deck and felt love swell in
his heart. He loved him. He loved Will. And, God, he /wanted/ him. But
as he wasn't /very/ impatient that day, he approached Will calmly:
"Hey, luv," Jack embraced him from behind. Will smiled, and turned
around so that he could embrace Jack too.

"I want to talk to ye," Jack said, just a bit nervously.

"What's wrong?" Will kissed Jack's neck, still embracing him. "Any problems
on the ship? Do ye need me to fix that sail that ripped yesterday?"
Will asked, sure that it was the problem.

"No, luv, it's not the sail. I asked Mr. Gibbs to fix it. It's nothing
with the ship."

Will led them to the cabin they shared, Jack's cabin. "Let's go to your
cabin, drink some wine - he glared when Jack suggested rum instead - and
then we can talk."

Jack let himself be dragged by Will and didn't say a thing while Will
poured the /wine/ for them both. Jack sighed. Will always won him over,
in alluatiuations. Jack must've been very much in love. He didn't
remember the last time he had let someone have this control over him -
it was just...frightening.

But Will seemed oblivious of the power he had over Jack. He didn't use
it for his benefit, not in a wicked way. And that was what made Jack
fall more and more in love with him.

Will was pure. He wasn't a pirate to the core. Not yet, at least.

Jack found himself /again/ being drowned by those beautiful eyes and
smile. And face. And lips. But why was Will snapping his fingers in front
of him?

"Jack!!" He cried.

"Wh-what is it, luv?"

"Well, you seemed to be in another world. Here's your wine."

Will sat beside Jack on the bed, drinking as well. They drank in a
comfortable silence, and when they finished drinking, Will pulled Jack
to lie down, and lay beside him. They kissed and caressed, and Will was
so happy and caring with him that Jack simply /forgot/ they had to talk
about the buggering thing.

Will put his head on Jack's chest and Jack tightened his hold on Will.
The easy silence continued, but then, sleepily, the boy asked:
"What did you want to talk about, Jack?"

But Jack was already asleep, his hands on Will's hair.

----

Jack awoke very irritated the next day. He'd hady opy opportune moments
to talk to Will the night before and he just...couldn't, because that boy
h
him drown, made him forget himself and do everything for him. Ah, that
wasn't going to work this way. 'Get a grip, you're Captain Jack Sparrow!'
Jack told himself.

Will didn't understand Jack's irritation that day. He was barking orders
to the crew, getting irritated with the smallest mistake one made, and
Will decided he would keep his distance or Jack would take it out on
him as well. So, Will disappeared from Jack's sight all day.

By the end of the day, Jack was missing Will so much that he realized he
was completely in love with the boy. He sighed. 'Alright, then, it seems
I can't help it. So, let's try another approach.' Jack grinned wickedly
to himself.

After he finished his work, he told Annamaria, who was at the helm, to stop
at the nearest port. None of the crewmembers understood it very well; what
was Jack up to? But they didn't push the matter because their Captain gave
them leave for the night, so all the crew could think was about whores, and
rum, and taverns.

Jack went another way, while Will slept peacefully in his bed.

----

'Alright, here's the next step,' Jack thought while walking to the city.
'I'm going to give Will presents. Woo him a bit, make the boy happy and
he'll let loose. After all, ye love him, don't ye?' Jack smiled to himself.
He /knew/ how much he loved Will; he knew he wanted to make Will happy.
He didn't want him just to open his legs; he wanted to share good moments
with his lover.

Jack came back to the Pearl later, a long box hidden behind him. Will
awoke as soon as Jack entered the cabin. "Hey," Will smiled beautifully.
"Where did you go?"

Jack grinned playfully, and showed Will the box he had been hiding.
"What's this?" Will asked, frowning.

"It's for ye, luv." Jack offered the box to him. "Take it."

Will's smile lit up all the room, and Jack felt his heart melting. 'Oh,
God, this has no price.' The Captain thought, happiness written all over
his face.

"Thank you," Will hugged him tightly. "But Jack...why are you giving me
a present?"

"Why, luv, do I need an occasion to dote upon ye?"

Will smiled and opened the box. It was a new sword. Truth be told, it was
even better than the ones Will made. Not that the swords he made weren't
good, but this one was better. Jack had looked for it in all blacksmiths
shops in town, and had only gone back to the Pearl when he found the
best one.

"I can't believe it!" Will said, stunned. "This sword is perfect."

"Isn't it, luv?" Jack hugged him and lay down with him on the bed.

"I love you," Will kissed his mouth lovingly.

The night went on for a while...but no buggering yet.

Truth be told, Jack was so happy that Will had been ecstatic about the
new sword that he almost didn't care they didn't have sex.

------

Jack was sure he had chosen the right approach this time. He had bought
a lot of presents at that first port, and then bought many more in other ones.
Every day he gave Will something, and Will was like a puddle in
his arms. The boy felt more and more in love each day.

After some weeks, Will started to realize that something was a bit weird...
why was Jack wooing him so? Will started to wonder why. Not that
he didn't like it; he loved it. He trusted Jack, knew that Jack wouldn't
try to charge him with anything - would he?

The next day, Will received new clothes. Lots of them. Beautiful shirts
with pants and even a bandanna, so that he and Jack would look the
same. The quality of the clothes, and the quantity of them made Will
wonder again why Jack was giving him all of this. He tried to ask Jack,
but the Captain wouldn't let him speak. He said he'd leave so that
Will could try on his new clothes. And left the cabin.

Shrugging, Will did just that.

The crewmembers looked at Will oddly that day. He was truly beautiful.
Dressed in his new clothes, he spotted Jack at the helm and went to
join him. Jack hadn't acknowledged his presence. So, Will heard him
talking to Gibbs:
"And I'm trying to woo him a bit..."

Curious, Will didn't let Jack see he was watching. It seemed now Will
would know exactly /why/ Jack was wooing him so.

Jack spoke: "He doesn't want to let me bugger him."

Gibbs grinned wickedly at Jack: "Eh, mate, so he needs a bit of wooing
so that he opens his legs..."

"Don't talk like that!" Jack said irritatedly. "You make it sound like
I don't love him and I'm just doing that to fuck him. If he doesn't
want me to bugger so so be it. It's his decision. I'm just trying to
woo him. Because I love him and I want us to share that moment."

Although Jack had confessed his love, Will didn't like what he heard.
So, all those presents weren't gratuitous. Jack wanted something, and
he wanted to fuck him.

Will felt so bad that he wanted to throw himself off the ship and never
have to look at Jack's face again.

Unable to hide any longer, he let Jack see he'd been hearing everything.
"Will..." Jack left the helm and went after him, but Will had run to
Jack's cabin and wouldn't let him enter.

"Will, open it, luv. It's not what yer thinking."

"What?" Will shouted. "That you tried to buy me with your presents? Well,
you don't need to bother anymore. I'm leaving at the next port."

"No, Will, don't say these things, luv...please, open this door..." Jack
was almost begging, tears forming in his eyes. "Don't do this t'me, Willie.
I love ye."

"You're a liar!" Will shouted again. "You're only trying to get inside
my pants and then you'll leave. I should have known. You're a bloody
pirate, and I'm going back to Port Royal."

"Will, open this door, luv..." Jack tried not to cry, but it was becoming
more and more difficult each minute.

"GO AWAY!" Will yelled, and Jack jumped and released the doorknob. "I hate
you!" Jack heard him before sitting miserably on the floor and putting
his head in his hands. He cried out loud, not caring if his crew could
hear him. Right then, Jack couldn't care less about his Captain's title.

He just wanted Will's forgiveness. But it seemed it was over for them both.

Head low, eyes red with tears, Jack stood up and went to grab some bottles
of rum. It was going to be a long night.

------

The next day, Jack awoke around noon, with a terrible hangover. He had
passed out on the deck after drinking himself stupid. Some crewmembers
helped him lie down on another cabin, since Will had locked the Captain's
cabin and wouldn't let Jack sleep there with him.

Jack groaned in pain as he woke. His head wasn't just hurting; it was
/pounding/ all the time. It seemed his skuouldould break into a million
pieces.

But Jack couldn't give a shit about the pain. Despite his hangover and
headache, he noticed the ship was stopped at a port. Looking around like
crazy, he spotted Mr. Gibbs on deck and asked him:
"Where's me Will? Has he left?"

"No," Gibbs replied, and Jack sighed in relief. "But, Jack..." Gibbs said.
"He's packing."

Jack didn't reply, and ran to his cabin. The door was unlocked and Will
was there, eyes red and swollen. His expression was tired, as if he hadn't
had much sleep at night. The bed was full of Will's clothes and he was
packing them. When he noticed Jack had entered the cabin, he just sighed
tiredly.
"Would you leave me alone? I need to pack."

"Will, me love, please don't do this." Jack knelt before the bed, where
Will was sitting, and took the boy's hands on his own. Even though
Jack's head was pounding madly, he said weakly:
"Ye are right, Will. I tried to buy ye with me presents. I tried
shamelessly to woo ye so that ye would soften a bit and let me
make love to ye."

Will looked at Jack, astonished. The bloody pirate still dared to admit
it in front of him!! Will was going to yell some nasty things to him, but
Jack took his hand and kissed it, and Will's words died on his tongue.
That caress was soft and unexpected, and Will softened a bit. Then, Jack
said:
"What ye don't know, me love, is that sex for me is not dirty in any way,
neither is it sinful." He kissed Will's hand again. "All I wanted was
that we share a different kind of pleasure together, because I love ye,
and I want to share it only with ye."

Jack raised his hand, and touched Will's face. Will was crying, and Jack
wiped his tears.
"What you don't know either, Will, is that even if my plans went wrong
and you kept your position, I'd remain with ye, because I love ye. Is it
so difficult to forgive me? Because all I wanted was that we share
this moment together? Because I wanted us to be closer?"

Will remained silent for a long time, thinking about Jack's words, and
his pain. God, Jack's eyes were so sad that Will felt his heart clenching.
He didn't want to see those pretty eyes look so sad anymore. Even though,
Will said:
"You could have talked to me. You could have said all these things
before you tried to buy me with presents."

"But I couldn't." Jack said. "I didn't talk to you, Will, because I did
not want to push ye...I did try, once, but then I decided I wouldn't
because I don't want ye to do it only because I'm asking ye to. I wanted
ye to think about me reasons and decide fer yerself."

"What about /my/ reasons, Jack?" Will said, still serious and sad. "Have
you ever considered them?"

Jack remained silent this time. The truth was that he didn't understand
Will's reasons. They were so full of a moral Jack considered hypocritical.
Why did Will let him suck his cock, but didn't allow buggering?
It made no sense to Jack.

"Because I can't understand why ye do all the other things, and won't
let me inside ye." He simply said. No need to upset Will even more by
saying he was a hypocrite.

"I was told it was dirty, Jack. Unmanly."

"When ye suck my cock, is it unmanly to ye? It could be as well, couldn't
it? That's what I can't understand."

Will didn't say a thing, but let Jack climb beside him, and they lay
together along with the clothes. Will looked at the ceiling, considering
Jack's words, letting Jack stroke his hair and neck.

"Are ye afraid?" Jack suddenly said.

Will looked at him. "Afraid of what?"

Jack avoided Will's eyes. "When I make love to someone, it means a
lot to me. I put all my heart in it."

"That's what I like most about you," Will said tenderly, taking Jack's
hand in his. They looked at one another in the eye. Their faces were
inches apart, their breaths on each other's faces. Without fear, Jack
pressed their mouths together, pulling Will closer to him. Will kissed
back, hesitating once, but then melting in Jack's love for him.

They kissed for a long time, caressing one another, and Jack ended up
above Will. Will's put his arms on Jack's neck and held him tight.
"I love you." Will said, emotion in his voice. Jack kissed the side of
his neck and said:
"Are ye afraid of deepening our relationship?"

Will sighed: "Maybe I am."

They stayed there all day, together, embraced tightly. Jack was
feeling so well that he didn't even care if they didn't do anything more sexual.
Being embraced with Will was enough to him that day.

The crew was in port, buying things to restock the ship, and they would
leave that night. When they left, after midnight, Will was still with
them, embraced tightly with Jack, sleeping peacefully in his lover's
arms. Jack was awake, despite his tiredness, running his hands on Will's
hair while he watched his lover sleep. When he couldn't stand to stay
awake any longer, he pressed a kiss to Will's forehead, made the boy put
his head on his chest, and slept with a hand locked in Will's curls,
just like he used to do.

------

The days passed slowly on the sea. Will and Jack were closer than ever,
so in love that they elicited jealous grumbles from the crew. It seemed the
fight had only brought them closer. Now they talked much more about their
feelings, their disappointments, their opinions on subjects that each
had his own point of view, which included sex. And though Will
hadn't let Jack bugger him yet, he was giving more thought on the matter,
and Jack was calmer, enjoying everything else he did with Will. Not only
in bed, but the way they held one another, the way they kissed, the way
Will held his h Bot Both were trying to understand the other's reasons,
and the relationship was much easier this way.

So, one day, Will entered Jack's cabin at night. The pirate was fully
asleep, and Will smiled. He had been working until late, and Jack had
gone to sleep, since he was very tired because he'd been at the helm all day.

Will took off all his clothes, and lay beside Jack in the dark. He wanted,
more than anything, to wake Jack up and do wicked things with him. But
he didn't want to wake his lover. So, he waited.

He didn't have to wait for long. Jack awoke, feeling Will's warm naked
body beside him. He loved when Will did that. He always awoke already
hard, because Will kept teasing his cock while he slept.

'Little minx,' Jack thought fondly, and kissed Will full on the lips,
while he let his lover remove all his clothing as well.

Will grinned playfully and lay above Jack. They were so light with one
another that they didn't expect anything, only to stay together, and to share
good moments with one another. Jack loved to run his hands over Will's
entire body, awakening his length, to rub their cocks together playfully.
And Will just sighed in contentment because he was with the man he loved
and desired.

Kissing Will's mouth, Jack changed their positions and lay above Will.
Their caresses had become hotter and hotter during their 'entertainments'
in bed. With Will's earlobe inside his mouth, Jack grabbed the boy's
cock and started to stroke it. Will moaned aloud, and Jack kissed him
again to cover those hearty moans. Much as he loved to hear them, he
didn't want the crew teasing his lover the next day.

Feeling Will's breath quicken, Jack asked him, also breathing hard:
"Tell me what ye want, luv. Tell me what to do...I want ye to lose it."

"Suck me," Will said, panting.

Jack did so, engulfing Will's entire cock in one swift movement. He tasted
the drops of pre-cum, savoring Will's taste, and took all of his cock,
only stopping when it reached the back of his throat.

Jack deep-throated him, suckling avidly, desperately. Jack was hungry
for Will that night. He wanted to eat him alive, to engulf all of his
cock inside his mouth, to swallow him whole until he choked. He wanted
to swallow Will's seed, to make him lose control.

And Will was losing it. He bucked off the bed, fucked Jack's mouth with
his fully erect cock, and moaned loudly. Jack gave him fingers to suck,
and Will sucked them desperately, almost biting his lover.

Finally, Will released himself in Jack's eager mouth and lay tiredly
on the bed. Jack was as hard as a rock to see Will losing control, coming
inside his mouth, all sweaty, exhausted and utterly beautiful.

"I love ye," Jack said, lying beside Will, tracing the few hairs on his
lover's chest.
"Mmm, love you, Jack." Will replied, full of passion, and lay above him
again.

They didn't stop there. Jack was still fully hard. He needed Will.
"Suck me, darling," He said.

Will leaned over Jack and kissed him on the lips. Then, smiling slightly,
he said:
"I know you want more than that, Jack, and tonight I'm going to give it
to you."

Jack's eyes were unreadable. He had stopped his caresses on Will's face.
He seemed to be trying hard to control himself.

Jack looked into Will's eyes and saw the truth there. Saw the sincerity,
though he saw fear too. Will wanted to do that. He was afraid, but,
unequivocally, he wanted it. He wanted Jack.

He wanted Jack inside him. He'd finally understood. He felt Jack's love
mark him so deeply that he couldn't shy from it. He knew he was loved,
and he loved Jack in return. So, he wanted to try.

Jack didn't say a thing. He couldn't. He was overwhelmed with emotions,
so deep they made his blood run hotter and hotter, making him entirely
aroused just at the thought of finally having his Will that way.

"Kiss me," Will asked him. "Kiss me and do what you want to my body."

Jack looked at him, his eyes prickling, and kissed his lover like the
world would end the next second. Will moaned happily inside Jack's
mouth, feeling surer and surer of his decision. Jack felt a mix of
happiness, relief...and, most of all, love. He had to make this perfect
for Will. And he would.

Jack kissed Will for long minutes, running his hands on his lover's
back. He could feel Will's nervousness, and stroked his hair to calm
him. Jack assured Will they were going to do it slowly, at his pace.
Feeling relieved, Will kissed Jack one more time and lay on the bed
on his back. He was fully hard again, and Jack couldn't wait another
second.

He grabbed the oil he kept on his pocket - he never kwhenwhen or /where/
Will would let him in - and coated his fingers. Will was looking at Jack
nervously, biting his nails. Jack found that image so hot - Will with
those long fingers in his mouth - and tried not to come right then.

Burning hot with Will all spread on their bed, Jack probed Will's entrance
slowly, and the boy was so tight, and so aroused! Jack had to control
himself not to grab him and fuck him without preparing. But he couldn't.
Will would never forgive him if he did that. Maybe when he was more
experienced...

Jack prepared Will carefully with one, two and three fingers. When it
ended, Will was already bucking off the bed, begging for more. Jack had
found his pleasure spot, and was teasing him there mercilessly. Will
grinned at him, and moaned loudly.

When Jack withdrew his fingers, Will was tense again. Jack coated his
member, and looked at Will in the eye. They were finally going to do it,
and he was so happy! He wanted to say those things to Will, and so he
did:
"Will, me love, don't be afraid. I won't hurt ye..." And he kissed his
lover slowly, softly, reassuring him. "I love ye so much...wanted this
for so long...ye gave it t'me, and I love ye for this too."

Will, though still tense, softened and melted when Jack said those words
and kissed him again. He barely felt the tip of Jack's cock touching his
entrance, for he was so enthralled in the kiss that he just knew he
was with Jack and nothing else matt. Ja. Jack would never hurt him, not
intentionally. Will had heard it hurt the first time, but he tried to
relax his muscles and gave way to Jack's cock.

Still kissing Will, Jack entered him slowly, stopping whenWill tensed or
moaned in pain. Jack reassured him with soft words, that the pain would
only last for a few moments, and then he'd feel only plea. Wi. Will believed
him, and let Jack take care of his body like no one else would. Will knew that.
Jack was so patient with him fel felt loved.

After entering Will, Jack stopped for a moment so that his lover could
adjust to his size. He stroked Will's hair, feeling his legs tightly
wrapped around his waist, and Will felt no shame, that he was not commiting
a sin, but actually practicing an act of love.

At Will's nod, Jack started to move. First, just a few, slow thrusts.
Then, Will relaxed more, and Jack thrust harder inside him, feeling
fully connected with his lover.

They looked at one another and smiled. Kissed. Grinned. Jack was pumping
hard into Will now, and all the boy felt was pleasure and bliss. He
closed his eyes, laying his head on the pillow, and just...felt, while
he urged Jack faster by grabbing his butt and pushing Jack to him.

They kept that sweet, loving pace for a long time. In and out, in and out, and they didn't want it to end. They closed their eyes, feeling deeply connected, feeling that the world had stopped. It was only them, inside that room, on that bed, making love to one another. Jack took Will's face in his hands again, kissed him again, and said:
"Thank ye."

Will replied by hugging Jack tightly, urging him deeper again, caressing
his butt and his opening with slick fingers. Jack moaned loudly every
time Will did that, pounded harder inside him, and babbled incoherently:
"I love ye, luv ye, do that again, Will." And Will grinned and did just
that. He loved to see Jack breathless.

"I'm gonna..." Jack groaned loudly, and came inside of Will, who held
him closer. Just moments after, Will's release followed Jack's. Jack
collapsed, exhausted, above him, and Will just stroked his hair and
back, tears already starting to form.

In the aftermath, they held one another and Jack had no need to ask Will
if he had liked it. He knew Will had. He just knew it. They kissed again,
and stayed there, staring at one another for a long time, until the sun
rose in the sky and they finally slept.

The End