Pipe Dreams.

Pipe Dreams.
Will/Jack.
Fan - Fic.
NC - 17.
Angst, Drug abuse, bondage and sensuality.
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It wasn't the barefacedness that amazed me, it was why he did it - i'd
been his mate since we'd become pirates together. I wouldn't have
thought much of him pillaging, stealing or robbing his black guts
out......but this?

This was something i couldn't understand at all.

Staying in Tortuga was a bad idea....no, scratch that - it was a very,
very bad idea. We'd fallen on hard, trying times before but i'd never
witnessed my mate sink this low.

I blame that bastard, Xin, as i like to refer to him on nights like
these. He was the one who'd cooked it all up - and for what? One
handsome, white boy he could get on his books, but as i said, we fell
on hard times, real barren ones and Will, like the stick he is,
decided to take the easy route.

His Elizabeth had taken off with Commodore Norrington after all. So
that left him in a right state, one which yours truly had to get him
out of, bit by bit. And that was hard, let me tel you. Hadn't seen
darkness like that in a man since Barbossa.

Though i don't think he fully came out of the state he was in, to be
honest about the kid.

I can see him now, over on the table, he's managed to pull a good
looking bloke as it is, and now he's getting up, his hands are a bit
shaky and he's off to his personal room.

I've no idea why he does it, he's a fool, a gorgeous fool nonetheless,
and he did it for the cash. Though sometimes i used to wonder when he
gave me that look after hours in the old tavern. A long lingering look
that said he didn't want to go to bed on his own.

I wasn't cold hearted though, sometimes i took him up on it, mainly
'cause i didn't want to be on my oncies either.

He was a kind lad, very giving, thoughtful.....and warm to cuddle up
to on cold nights.

Maybe once or twice we'd kiss and i actually knew for a fact he meant it.

That's what started the jealousy. I would experience his love like
that, and know he loved me dearly, then i would see him with other
men, working - it got to the point i couldn't stand being there, so i
suppose i would do the pillaging in his place.

The bloody Opium didn't help, yeah that's something else i blame that
Chinese for introducing it to him. He was on it most nights. I saw him
with one of his "men", the door to the room he used was open just a
crack so i could see in and he was there. Laid over the black,
laquered table, the pipe in his hand, him his eyes half closed, taking
in the thick smoke, while the guy was there, giving it to him with not
a care in the world.

I'd be a liar if i didn't say i went up to my room and pulled myself
off that night, the image clear in my head, wishing i was in his
place.

And that is when it all started, the jealousy, the rants - and the making up.

There's something else he didn't know about either. But i'll come to
that at a later stage.

One night i just totally lost it.

Will was sat in the tavern as was usual, his hair all unkempt, sweat
all over his face and chest, from what i could see due to the Opium
withdrawal, as that day he hadn't managed to find one of the Chinese
to supply him with it.

His eyes heavy to him by the looks of him, me and Gibbs were sat
drinking ale, while he was being hit on by an unwanted fella. I just
couldn't take it anymore. Will was mine and no one else could have
him!

I'd had enough of seeing him with all these men, acting a whore with
them. I loved hm, yeah i loved the foolish boy - and i didn't want
anything to happen to him.

I pushed the table aside, knowing Gibbs still had his ale in his hand
and went over to them both, grabbed the bloke by his wrist, dragging
him away, and when he desided to retaliate, i socked him one right in
the jaw.

"Jack!"

Will, hurt that he could have potentially lost a client for good,
moved away and was going to his room.

I turned to Gibbs, i tapped him on the shoulder then whispered in his ear.

"I'm gonna make sure the boy sweats it out in there. I want no one
else coming in."

I left a couple of gold sovereigns with my best mate and followed
Will, locking the door behind us, a length of rope in my hand.

When Will rushed at me, angry, yet still sweating profusely, i just
punched him out with one blow of my fist.

And while he laid there, unconcious on the bare floor i picked him up
with strong hands and plopped him on the bed.

"It's for your own good, lad. Now let old Jack get to business."

I cut the rope into two long pieces, with a small though extremely
sharp hunting knife i'd found in an abandoned boat off of Port Royal.
Straddling over the young whore, i proceeded to bind his wrists to the
bed posts, yanking the rope tightly around the iron poles. Then i sat
on the bed, leaving him alone.

There was food and drink left here by the maid that morning. It had
gone untouched. I saw how thin the boy had got due to the Opium he'd
been addicted to for quite some time. I couldn't bear what the lad had
turned into. But i didn't sob i picked up the uneated dinner and ate
it myself, this was too good to waste. After all, one of his best
clients had left it for him. Ordered it knowing what his favourite
food was, but food wasn't on his mind that day. The smooth hit of
smoke from that black laquered pipe one of the Chinese had brought for
him.......that's what he truly wanted - and i want that he'd never
make that mistake again.

I looked him over, he was still covered in sweat, it clung to his
chest, where the white shirt he wore was open. He was so beautiful,
his eyes closed, lips wide open. I could hear his quiet breathing and
all at once i desired to take him for myself.

But i sat back again, knowing i wasn't about to take advantage of the
young whelp, i loved him!

Stirring from sleep, he tugged at the bonds, ire in his eyes.

"Jack, what's going on? Let me out of this!"

"There was nothing else i could do, mate. I didn't want that bastard
taking you in here again, and having you like some cheap-"

"Whore, well. Get used to it, Jack, that's what i am!"

He was brave in the face of defeat, i'll give him that.

"No, you'er my first mate, my friend....my..."

Will saw how i looked at him, full of desire, then he came out with
something i wouldn't expect from someone as well brought up as he was.

"If you want to have me, Jack. I'll let you at a smaller price than my
other clients..."

That's when i lost it. I hurt him, slapped the whore around his
lovely, pale face. I could hear the crack it made as my hand impacted
on his face. Then i pulled back, shame on my face.

"I'm sorry, Will. I truly am......"

My head went to the cheek i'd hit him on. I caressed it softly, then
he looked at me again.

"It's no more than i deserve."

"I'm sorry.....it's just i hate to see you whoring.....i...."

Will stared at me, his harshness showing in his eyes.

"You've had your fair share of whores yourself, admittedly they were
all women, but that would make you a hypocrite, Jack."

"Well, lke it or not. You'd better get used to it, you're staying here
with me. I'm gonna get you off that drug you're so fond of - it's
doing you no good!"

Will was furious with me, rattling the walls with his anger, wresting
at his bonds.

"Jack, no...what are you trying to do to me....let me off this and i
will do anything you ask."

"No, "

I responded to his plea.

"You're just going to sweat it out .....just like i'd intrended to!"

"No, please, you can't do this to me.....Jack......you rotten bastard!"

"That's the Opium talking, Will....i want the old Will Turner back.
The blacksmith turned pirate, not the pirate turned whore! You're
better than this."

Will tugged at the bonds again, he looked back at me, the fury gone.

"What do you mean, the old me....."

"You've changed, Will.....ever since you've been taking that
stuff......changed you have and for the worst."

I was ready to just leave him there, the emptiness in his lovely
chocolate eyes when he shouted me back.

"Please, Jack....it's to forget......i take it to forget what i am
when.....i let them do what they want with me........"

I came back to him, on my knees, the pagan gods help me, and i kissed
him for i love him for the fool i am.

"You don't need to forget no more, Will. Realise what you are...so you
can change it. Be the man you were before all this......leave the
whore and become the pirate!!"

Will let me kiss him. He must've felt wierd to be kissed by someone
who truly loved him. I knew he loved me too, for he closed his tired
eyes and leaned into the kiss as i curved my arms around him.

"I've seen that look before Jack.....make love to me. I know you want
to....i can tell."

Now the little bastard was teasing me.

I pulled away from him, though i did not really want to, his kiss was
too good for words.

"No....i know what you want and i can't let you have it!"

I watched Will thrust his head back into the bed, feeling the decent hit him.

"And you haven't seen that look before, Will 'cause no one else has
ever given it to you..."

I saw him wrench at his bonds, his eyes darkened, brows furrowed as he
stared at me......then in an instant it stopped and he looked down,
then rested.

"What do you mean....i've never seen a man on heat leer at me
before......i've seen that look plenty of times, it's one i can't
ignore."

Will acted such a slut - he could not understand why. They'd always
been best of friends. And i let him down in some way.

What could he hate me for, i had done nothing wrong. If anything i
wanted to make sure he was clean. I was certain he'd laid off the drug
for at least a day and coming off it would have dire consequences for
me, even as a seasoned pirate.

"I want some pirate leering at me, Jack...it would make my day!"

He sneered at me.

I felt offended at the way he wanted to twist my words in ssuch a
cruel and heartless way.

"Jack, come on....please, kiss me....i know you want to...."

His words were just too much, his eyes looked up, sweetly and dare i
say it full of innocence, while i the fool finally gave in to him.

I leant over, my hand inside his white shirt stroking and squeezing
his young breast while i let myself become immersed in Will Turner,
his hair, his lips.....the sweet smell of his skin.

When i withdrew from him, i looked upon him, his eyes lowered and i
followed them, gazing at his groin. His hardness had become erect in
his pants, i had made him aroused. Perhaps no other male had done that
either.

"That's your fault, Jack....what're you going to do about it?"

I saw him tied there, lustful, wanton and i wanted him.

"What's wrong?"

Will asked.

"I can't, that's what's wrong......not now....i can't."

Will lifted up his head, a little angry i thought.

"Why can't you?"

Will was persistant, i'll give him that.

"I don't think of you as a whore...i......"

"Will was caught out by my sincere words. He thought i was a freind
who had many lovers, all of them female, but now he was talking to me
as though i was his lover.

"And why is that, when you already know what i am and how many men have had me?"

I wanted to be Will's lover, but he was a whore, so why all the
thoughts i had of me and him together?

"I'd treat you right - i couldn't do what they do - jump into bed with
you. You're a male, Will......."

I saw him raise his head, staring at me with those lovely brown eyes i
desired so much.

"I'm a male....so why the looks you keep giving me.....i'm worth more
than that, aren't i?"

I was ready to go make my way to the door, but the little bsatard urged me back.

"You can tell me how you feel, Jack. I can see the way you've been
looking at me for the past three months."

I turned back to gaze at him, and i saw his eyes had darkened more,
and now that i thought about it i had the feeling he fancied me too.

"Alright.....i've been wanting to......thinking of you as a partner, a
mate mate, rather than a freind mate - if you get my meaning. But with
what you do...i haven't plucked up the courage to ask you....to ask
you out...."

This was beyond stupid on my part, i might as well have asked him to
marry me. I bet he felt like a bloody maiden the way i did that, but,
oh well. At least it wasn't in front of those lot in the tavern.

"Ask me out.......but i'm a whore? You can have me whenever you want."

He just wasn't understanding me at all, was he?

"I want you as my boyfreind.....but i don't want anyone else to have
you. I'll get you everything you'l ever need, swag, money, jewels....a
place of our own....i just can't stand to see you give..."

I paused gazing down at hardness he wore in his dark pants.

".....your body to anyone else...."

Will laughed...he must have thought me a weak wimp, a notorious pirate
like me, falling for Will, a whore....

"Oh, forget it - i'll untie you, then i'm leaving!"

I turned to him, starting to undo his bonds when i saw his chocolate
eyes will me to him.

"Untie me and stay, Jack....i'll do all that you ask......just help me
through this.."

I saw his hands shake from withdrawal, and sweat formed on his forehead again.

"I'll help you through this, Will. And i'll make you a promise...i'll
give up the rum if you give up the Opium..."

I had untied the last of the bonds, and i expected him to hit me but
he just hugged me tightly, and as we held each other that night, i
could hear the sobs wrack his body as the tears of pain coursed down
his cheeks.

"It'll be alright, Will.....i'll look after you.....by the pagan gods i will..."

After what seemed like ages, he let me go and we both got up, i
unlocked the door for Gibbs to come and help me out and in minutes i
heard him come to us.

"He needs a hand, mate...he's not well."

Will fell into Gibb's arms as he helped him out of the tavern. It was
late in the night and no one was around , so it was ideal for him to
go without any punters wanting his services.

"I know you've nothing ready, but do you have a ship or boat we can
sail on. I need to get Will to a doctor."

Gibbs gave me one of thiose desperate looks, then replied. It was just
as i'd thought.

"I have nothing planned, but there is a small ship round here.....it
wont take two minutes for me to get you on there, the occupants have
gone you see. I'll even throw in a cabin boy to help Will out."

"That would be great......thanks, mate. I owe you."

Gibbs was a man after my own heart, he'd got us out of more scrapes
than i'd care to imagine.

He quickly helped my Will onto the ship, it was only small but
pleasant looking even though it was in darkness. Gibbs took him below
deck, laying him down on the makeshift matress that seemed to double
as a bed.

"Come back to see your old mate, wont you, Jack?"

He asked as the cabin boy jumped onto the ship at the last minute.

"You know i will - i never forget a mate!"
The last thing i saw was Gibbs giving me his last wave goodbye. It was
a sorrowful sight, but i wanted Will to be safe from the clutches of
that Chinese bloke.

I got as far from the land as was possible, then sailed over from
Tortuga to across the seas to a smaller island where the good doctor
Remus Caine resided. He would know what to do with my Will.

I instructed the cabin boy to go down to Will and give him water and
rest....and to find food if there was any.......

the sequel to this is.....


No Man Is An Island.