How Should I Love You?

Contains noncon(eventually) and a few other subjects that well make it R that i cant share because then it would ruin the surprise!

Will did not know how to feel as he sat in the Captain’s cabin. He had had a very long night and the first rays of sunlight were just coming over the horizon. His memories of the last week or so played through his mind as he tried to lay out exactly what had happened to bring him to this point. How had all these things happened so rapidly, a week ago he had been working in the forge in Port Royale and Today he was sitting deep within the Black Pearl. He had learned more about his life than any man should have to and he had learned it all very quickly. Will could not comprehend everything at once so he started at the beginning.
***Elizabeth and I finally came to the realization that we are not meant for each other, the sea called to me…no…not the sea…Jack….it was Jack that was calling to me…but why….why did the desire to go to Jack….getting off topic…I left for Tortuga on a merchant ship, arrived, spent days finding out information on the Pearl’s whereabouts, was preparing to leave when the Pearl, along with her beautiful….no...bad…mustn’t think that way…especially with what I know now….with Captain Jack Sparrow at the wheel, I got very excited, and was at the dock waiting for her, asked to become a member of the crew, stayed with Sparrow at the Inn where we talked…and did other things…oh god…why those other things….I think I am going to be sick***
Will uncorked a bottle of the Captain’s rum and took a large swig. He hoped the alcohol would soften the blow of where his mind was going although he knew it would not.
***He tried to stop me but I forced him to go on. He seemed torn between twotiontions and went back to the ship, his beloved Black Pearl. I followed him all the way to his quarters were he invited me in, sat me down and told me to “shut up, drink this, and listen” while handing me a bottle of rum. He then proceeded to tell me a tale only he knew, the story of his life, that only one other person, who passed near 10 years ago, knew. What he said was like being fisted in the ass and then having them reach so far up they grab your heart and rip it out through your asshole. God….I wish I didn’t know.***
Will had finished his second bottle of rum, which was a lot for him, being a young and inexperienced drinker, without knowing it. He reached for a third bottle but at that moment Captain Sparrow walked in. He looked from the two empty rum bottles on the table to the fresh one in Will’s hand, to the red-eyed Will. “Whelp, have you been cryin’?” Sparrow asked. At this Will quickly reached up to dry his eyes. ***when did I start crying?*** he wondered. Will had no answer, he just looked down at the floor hoping Jack would leave, looking at him caused Will too many emotions. But Jack didn’t leave, he stayed and continued to ask question after question “Did you drink both those bottles of me rum all by your one?” a?” and other questions to which the answer was already blatantly obvious until he finally knelt down in front of Will, took the rum from his hands, gently took Will the by the shoulders and ordered him in a soft yet stern tone to “Boy I need to know one thing…we set sail this morning, in about an hour, do you still want to come?” Will nodded in response. “Very good then, get into my bed and sleep off this mood and the two bottles of rum, when you feel better we’ll put you to work, you’ll be a right fine pirate yet,” and with that Jack kissed him on the cheek and left the cabin.
Will stood up, shed his shirt and climbed into Jack’s large feather bed. He was out as soon as his head hit the pillows. In his dreams he was forced to relive his life with no chance of controlling it and as he slept the week played itself out in the tossing sea of his mind.
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>So...what did you think...any reviews would make me a happy monkey so please send them my way. This is my first fic so any pointers would be helpful!