Title: A Bit of Playing
Rating: T
Disclaimer: Don't own anything, no money will be earned and so on.
Summary: Jack and James played a little game. Jack lost but won't admit defeat.
Author's note: First of all, this is slash, if you don't like it don't read it. I should also mention that this plot bunny bit me in the middle of the night. I also wish to thank my dear friend and beta GothicalWishes.
A Bit of Playing
James pushed Jack up against the wall, trapping him there whilst plundering his lips fiercely. Recovering quickly from his surprise, Jack opened his mouth to James' invading tongue, gasping, moaning into the kiss. Exploring the oh- so familiar mouth James let his hands loosen their grip of the smaller man's shoulders to fall down and around to the back, allowing him to pull the pirate closer to his own body; not that there had been much space left between the two of them to begin with.
He felt Jack's grip of his shirt harden and slowly pulled back, his nose barely touching the other man's. He tried to slow down his breathing, get it under control, as he watched Jack slowly open his eyes, mouth still open. James smiled a little as Jack gathered what little sense he had left and… pouted? James raised an eyebrow.
"Ye cheated," Jack almost whispered, still somewhat out of breath.
The corners of James' mouth twitched in amusement as his smile grew.
"Before you accuse me of cheating, it would do you well to remember that the game was already over and that you, in fact, lost."
"Did not," Jack answered. He let go of James' shirt with one hand and let it dance through the air, demonstrating his words. "Ye cheated, the game wasn't over an'…"
James once again attacked Jack's lips, nibbling lightly at bottom lip before slowly pulling away.
"Shut it, pirate. I won, fair and square, and I do intend to collect my prize."
Jack's protests were lost in another kiss as James turned them around and backed Jack towards the bed. Jack made a show of resistance as James shoved him down onto the bed, grabbing one leg and pulling of the boot.
Jack looked up at him, head cocked to the side and eyes slightly narrowed, breathing hard.
"Ye still cheated," he declared.
James decided to ignore him as he got rid of the other boot and attacked the battered trousers.
"Ye didn't play fair," Jack continued, eyeing his lover.
James sighed and dropped his head, forehead resting against one hip.
Long fingers entwined themselves in his hair, slowly stroking, gently massaging his scalp.
"I don't think ye're paying attention here, luv."
James let out a frustrated sigh as he slowly raised his head to meet Jack's gaze.
"Ye're taller than me," Jack said, face serious.
"Yes?" James tried not to sound irritated, and failed.
"That makes yer arms longer." Jack twirled a lock of James' hair around his finger and then watched it un-twirl, for a moment wondering how his lover would look in curly hair.
"I fail to see your point," James dryly replied.
"I had to be closer to ye whilst ye could be further away from me, therefore it was easier for ye to win. If I had been given a longer knife, making up for yer length-advantage then I would have won. Unfair play, alas, ye cheated and thus I should be the one doing the buggering tonight."
James raised himself up on his arms, moving up the lean body underneath him so that they were eyelevel. Green eyes glaring into innocent dark ones.
"Jack, one more word and I will gag and tie you up. Understood?"
Jack cocked his head to the side, looking innocent.
"Ye're adorable when ye're irritated."