A Pirate's Blacksmith

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" Will."

The Blacksmith, Willim Turner did nothing to show he'd even heard his name being called.

" Will!"

Again, no response.

" William!" Jack Sparrow, Captain of the Black Pearl just about shouted into Will's ear, making the man jump about a foot into the air before the boy turned his face to look at Jack.

" Oh, Jack. Didn't see you there." He murmured softly, eyes slightly glassy in the moonlight as he still seemed to be half in his own little world, " What is it you need?"

Captain Jack Sparrow furrowed his brow at Will. The boy had been out of his game ever since the day Elizabeth had been found in bed with another man. Another man with the name of James Norrington, to be precise.

It turned out that as time went by, Elizabeth no longer wanted to sail the seas as she had seemed so keen to do all that time ago. Wanting to settle down and marry the handsome young William as soon as they got back to Port Royal. Too fast, the Captain thought. Jack knew where Will's true heart, save for what he thought belonged to Elizabeth Swann, lay. With the sea.

Though the man had put as much time and effort as he could into their marriage, Will still felt the need for adventure on the high seas and Elizabeth, always the stubborn one had stuck her foot to the floor and refused to cater to Will's need to at least go aboard a boat or talk about the adventure he wanted and would gladly share with his beloved wife.

One day Jack had waltzed, or rather swayed into William's smithy, partially drunk and full of propositions, opportunity for the whelp to come and sail with him, with the Pearl.

Of course, William had been hesitant but the more he thought about it, the more his heart longed to pull him onto the Pearl. The man had gone to tell Elizabeth, intending to bring her along but alas. He walked in on his dear Wife and Norrington with less clothes than nessecary, on their bed, entangled in eachother. That was the last day that William Turner ever saw Elizabeth or Port Royal, accepting Jack's offer, not watching as the place he called home faded into the distance behind them.

" Boy, ye' need to snap out of it, let it go, mate. To be honest I didn' really think she was as innocent as she seemed to be." Jack said, placing a hand on Will's shoulder and giving it a pat. If the lad stayed out here any longer, not moving like this, the chilled night air they were getting was going to be his death.

" Easy for you to say, Jack... I've doubt you've ever been in the same circumstances as me and don't speak ill about Elizabeth!" The Blacksmith wanted to yell but all that came out was a cracked voice and he fell silent. He didn't even know why he was standing up for her.
Jack examined Will for a moment before clapping him on the back and calling for Gibb's to take the wheel while leading William to the Captain's Cabin. When they were in, he shut the door and pushed the boy into a seat at his small table, grabbing a bottle of rum and putting it in front of the whelp, fetching his own and sitting across from Will.

"Look..." Jack began as Will opened his mouth to protest drinking the beverage he detested. "To be honest, ye' need it mate. You need to get some drink in ye' so's you can forget ol' what's-her-face. She was no good fer you and she definitely proved it and if ye' don't drink, i'm going to have to force it down ye' throat." He said sternly, wagging at finger at Will as the boy opened his mouth to try and protest again.
William took a deep breath. He wanted to sink into the chair, wanted to sink into anything and just disappear as he felt tears prick at the corners of his eyes. Jack's words, despite being harsh rang truth in his ears and he fell forward onto the table, head in his arms as he began to shake with silent sobs.

"Hey... Hey, none of tha' now ye' hear? It's gunna be fine, ye'll see. Gunna find yerself another bonnie lass to chase the skirts of an' ye'll be wonderin' why ye' were even sad in the first place." Jack said timidly as he got up and moved over to Will, reaching his hand out and patting the boy's back softly.

"Jack I... I loved her so much! Why did she have to do this to me? I thought she loved me! Wasn't I g-good enough for her anymore? Oh god!" Will cried. Jack just decided to let him do it. This had been the only real outletting reaction William had made since he'd found Elizabeth in that compromising position.
Taking a long draught from his bottle of rum, Jack continued to pet Will's back, enjoying the feel of the toned back beneath his hand, until the boy had calmed. Eventually the blacksmith's sobs died down and he sat back, a miserable look on his face as he studied the rum in front of him, before pulling the top and downing a few mouthfulls, grimacing as it burned his throat on the way down.

"Ugh..." He muttered, before taking another swig.
Jack moved back to his own chair and sat down heavily, looking at Will intently, checking to make sure he was ok. It was silly, though. Jack knew the boy was ok, he was stronger, much stronger than this. Hot to boot. Jack let his eyes wander over William and he couldn't help but watch as William tipped his head back and downed some more rum, exposing his throat to Jack's view. The pirate swallowed and shifted a little in his seat.

Will coughed a little as he drank the vile alcohol down and hesitated a moment as he saw Jack's eyes on him. Beginning to feel himself grow a little uncomfortable under the Captain's gaze, he cleared his throat and Jack shook his head, returning to himself.

"Oh, sorry whelp. Must'a had me mind wander. Are ye' feeling any better?" He questioned, taking a few big gulps of rum. Will shrugged half-heartedly and sighed heavily. He did feel a little better now that he'd let something out but it still didn't lessen the pain he felt deep in his heart at Elizabeth's betrayal. Voicing this to Jack, though he had no idea why, (must have been the rum) Will sighed again and carded a hand through his hair.

"I just don't get it, Jack. What did I do wrong?" Will asked and Jack felt himself grow a little angry.

"William, me boy. Ye' did nothing wrong! Hell, from wha' I can gather, ye' did everything in ye' power to make her happy! Ye' know what? As Captain of this 'ere ship, I command ye' to stop thinkin' about her, stop wallowin' in yer misery and drink ye' rum, savvy?!" Jack said sternly as he points at Will, swaying slightly on the spot. Partially because of the ships rocking and the rest because he was wonderfuly buzzed, that and he is Captain Jack Sparrow.

Will watched Jack sway as he spoke to him and couldn't help the small smile that crossed his face. He was glad for Jack's company and friendship. He doubt he knew many other people that he could call his friend.

"Aye aye, Captain." Will murmured, going back to his bottle of rum. The unfamiliar tingling sensation he had in his legs was moving up his body as as he moved his head with the ship, he could feel the affects of the rum. Accompanying the tingling was a roll of heat that washed over him as he flickered his gaze up to meet Jack's dark eyes. They locked for a moment, before Jack took his seat and tipped his head back, still managing to do better than Will on devouring his rum.
Will lowered his eyes, a little stunned that he could find those eyes so intriguing and even a little attractive and stared at his bottole of alcohol. They sat in silence for a while and William listened to the sounds of Mr. Gibbs shouting orders at some of the crew to pick up whatever the current slack was.

Jack cleared his throat and smiled at Will, making the boy blush. Jack didn't really notice though as he began talking, mentioning heading to Tortuga and maybe getting some time in on shore. They had been on the sea for a while now. William nodded, agreeing with this. Looking down to his drink, he was surprised to see he had finished the whole bottle. He stood up, yet as soon as he did the room spun and he groaned, sitting back down. The rum hit him like a cannon ball and he could feel himself slipping into a drunken state from his slightly tipsy one.

Jack smirked and laughed a little at Will, not knowing it sent a shiver down the boy's spine, moving his chair around to sit next to Will and grin at him.

"Can't hold yer liquor, as always, Mr. Turner." Jack grinned more and finished off the last of what was in his bottle before blinking in surprise, dropping the empty bottle as Will moved in and wrapped his arms around Jack's shoulders, hugging him.
Jack sat still for a moment, eye widening when Will nuzzled his nose into the man's neck. Eventually, he smiled and began to pet William's back gentley.

"Thank you..." Will breathed, his breath ghosting over Jack's ear, making the pirate shiver.

"For what, dear William?" Jack inquired, raising his eyebrow and detangling himself from Will's hold, looking the boy in the face, who looked intently back.

"For... For being here for me. I must be a burden on you, not doing much work and, ahem... Bursting into tears..." He trailed off as he saw Jack shaking his head and laughing.

"Not to worry me boy. If ye' were a burden, ye'd be overboard already fer weighing down me ship." Jack laughed again but was cut off as Will moved in and planted a chaste kiss against the Captain's lips. They stayed like that for a small moment before Will pulled away and blushed furiously, beginning to apologise.

Jack couldn't really hear him as he was a bit stunned yet he recovered quickly and smirked, leaning forwards, taking Will's face in his hands and making the boy look at him. Moving in, Jack planted a kiss onto Will's soft lips, pulling back and looking into the blacksmith's eyes before leaning back in and capturing the whelp's mouth again.

Will moaned softly as the warmth started to course through his body again at being kissed by Jack and when he felt the pirate's tongue lick over his lips, Will parted them to let Jack plunder his mouth.

Plunder Jack did, delving his tongue deep into Will's mouth. Entering, dominating and growing more excited by the second as he felt the blacksmith's tongue touch to his tentitively, then became bolder as Will started to press back into Jack's kiss.

William groaned deeply as it continued, all the sensations from Jack's tongue dueling with his going straight to his cock, making him hard in a matter of mere moments.
Jack broke the kiss, leaving both of them panting and brushed his lips over the boy's cheek, positioning his mouth next to Will's ear and licking at the lobe.

"Will." He whispers to the blacksmith and grins as he earns a whimper in response.

"Jack..." Will murmurs, hands moving to thread into Jack's hair, panting softly as he feels the pirate's hands wandering over his clothed chest, the hands deftly removing his vest and shirt.
After Jack had nibbled at Will's earlobe for a little, he continued on down to Will's neck, licking, sucking and biting into the boy's flesh. A shudder moves through him as he manages to elict a most delectable moan from the male before him. Once Jack had removed Will's vest, he pulled the shirt over the boy's head and kicked his own chair away, leaning down and kissing over William's collar bone, tonguing the hollow below his neck and continuing to drag his tongue down to a nipple. For that moment, Jack lost himself in the taste of the sea upon Will.

William cried out softly as Jack's mouth came into contact with his left nipple, writhing under Jack's ministrations, whimpering and panting heavily, his hard cock straining inside his pants.

"Jack, Jack please... Oh please, ahhnnn." The boy begged softly, for something, anything and Jack smirked then immediately got to work on removing Will's belt, skillful hands working and just as quickly as he had begun, Jack had managed to pull William's pants down to his ankles, removing the boy's boots and getting rid of Will's pants completely.

Will gasped and lifted his hips to comply, reveling in the feeling of no longer being constricted by his pants. His erection jutted out eagerly and as he caught Jack staring at it, he blushed as it throbbed and Jack licked his lips.

"Gods Will, yer beautiful..." Jack trailed off as he began running his hands up and down the blacksmith's sides, then up his legs and over his hips, holding them.

Jack looked up at Will for a moment, their eyes meeting and Will shivered at the firey lust he saw burning in Jack's eyes then shouting out in sudden pleasure as he felt Jack envelope the head of his cock in his hot, wet mouth and suck him down into the back of his throat, humming gentley.

Will had wanted to buck up into that delectable wetness at the entirely new sensation around his dick, but felt himself being held down firmly against the chair by the pirate before him.

"Jaaaack! Ohhhh!" Will moaned, keening in the back of his throat as the humming nearly took him apart right then and there. Panting heavily and running his fingers through the back of Jack's hair gentley, Will tipped his head back and closed his eyes as Jack began to bob his head up and down the boy's length, deepthroating him a few times.

William was close already, Jack thought as he took the boy into his mouth, lapping up the pre-come and beginning to suck him off, hands rubbing the male's hips as well as holding him down.

The noises that Will was making and the way he was stroking the back of his hair were enough to nearly send Jack into coming in his pants and Jack was glad that he didn't as he was knelt between William's legs, still dressed and deepthroating him, laving his tongue over the underside of the boy's hard cock, then just under the head as he pulled back up and smiled mentally when he felt William begin to tense up beneath him.

Jack moaned gentley and closed his eyes, taking Will all the way into his mouth and into his throat, swallowing around the head of the blacksmith's erection
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Will's moans grew an octave higher as he felt himself grow closer with each passing second and when Jack swallowed around him, he came undone. Crying out Jack's in ecstasy as he came hard and deep into the pirate Captain's throat, tightening his fingers in the man's hair as he spilled himself.

Jack's closed eyes rolled back into his head slightly in pleasure as he felt Will convulse beneath him and felt the boy's cum hit the back of his throat.

Jack drank greedily, sucking up every last drop, milking Will through his orgasm and when the boy had eventually stilled somewhat, he flickered his tongue over the eye of Will's cock, tasting the last bit of him before standing and pulling William up against him, leading him over to the bed in the cabin and pushing the lad down onto the mattress.

William groaned and shuddered through the last of his orgasm, whimpering when Jack licked the over sensitive tip of his cock, his eyes remining closed. When he was being pulled upwards though he made a small protesting noise in the back of his throat but a moment later, as he found himself in a bed it seemed he didn't mind so much about moving anymore.

The blacksmith moaned softly and in content. His limbs felt heavy and he was still in his blissful post-orgasmic daze. Half the daze could also be because he was drunk off his nut, he thought with an amused smile.

Feeling the bed dip next to him, Will opened his eyes to see a very sexy, very naked Jack Sparrow in bed with him, climbing over him. Will eyed the man longingly, gaze falling on the erection standing tall and proud between Jack's legs and Will smiled, moving a hand down to wrap around the pirate's hard length.

Jack gasped and leant in, capturing William's mouth in a passionate, open mouth kiss, pushing his tongue into the boy's mouth and exploring, bucking his hips slowly into Will's hand as the blacksmith continued to stroke him.

The pace wasn't painfully slow but it was slow enough to have Jack moaning loud and long into Will's mouth, breaking the kiss and making long, deliberate thrusts into that strong hand. When he came, Jack saw stars exploding behind his closed eyelids, giving a hoarse shout as he spilled himself over the boy below him. Panting hard, it seemed like an eternity before he came down from his orgasm, opening his eyes to see William passed out below him.

Jack smiled softly and removed Will's limp hand from his softening cock and hopping from the bed, grabbed a rag and wiped Will clean. Tossing it into a corner and clambering into bed with the blacksmith, Jack stroked the boy's hair back from his forehead and smiled again.

"Sleep well, dear William." My William, Jack thought as he closed his eyes, drifting off to sleep.
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