"Jack?" Will's voice sounded like a gunshot in the empty silence that filled the room, the only other noise being the gentle beating of the mighty ocean against the Pearl.
Jack turned around, the faint lighting of the dying sun shining on Will, giving him a heavenly look, his deep, brown eyes sparkling.
He replied not to the younger male using his voice, refusing to break the peaceful silence that had otherwise been killing him to sleep as he stood on the deck of the ship, staring lazily out to sea. He shuffled towards Will, looking at the other male through dark eyelashes. They stood inches away from each other, and Jack longed to close the gap, but he held back, choosing to stare into the beautiful eyes that belonged to a certain Will Turner, the almond eyes pulling him in deeper, drowning him in desperate love.
"You should sleep, Captain." Will whispered, his voice scratchy and deep, drawing out captain huskily, nipping at the pirate's ear.
Jack gave a yelp, his hands instinctively wrapping around Turner's neck, weaving his long, slender, scar-covered fingers into the wavy, curly raven locks of his.
They stayed like that for a brief moment, Jack's eyes meeting Will's, his hands wove into his hair, their chests pressed together, the peacefulness of Will's steady heartbeat being the only feeling he registered.
"Oh really?" He smirked at Will, tugging at a loose curl absentmindedly. Will returned the devilish smirk with his own, his lips colliding with Jack's chapped, parted lips. Jack moaned into the kiss, and though he knew he shouldn't, he began to kiss back, pushing the younger against the wall of their quarters forcefully.
Turner smirked into the kiss, running his tongue along the wet cavern that was Jack's mouth. He hummed into the kiss, his arms wrapping themselves around Jack's middle, pulling his body closer, the heat from the other male radiating off him.
Jack pulled away from the kiss, his lips bruised and purple, his forehead resting against the more slender male's, his breath ragged.
"Fuck, Will..." He trailed off, his traitor eyes making contact with the pale, velvety flesh on the younger's neck. He leaned in closer to Will, placing tender kisses to his collarbone, before picking the place he wanted to leave his mark, bearing down a bit harder with his teeth he began to suck at the skin, pulling away slowly.
His eyes trailed over the panting body of Will Turner, his eyes glazed over with lust, his neck painted a pretty purple in multiple spots. He smirked, nipping at Turner's bottom lip, satisfied with his work.
"Bed...now..." Was all Jack made out as Will pressed their lips together again, forcefully pressing his tongue into Jack's mouth, who obliged to the intrusion. He pulled away long enough to push Will onto the bed before climbing back on top of the younger, straddling him as his hands trailed up and down Will's torso, their lips still attached.
Will's hands slid under Jack's shirt, pulling it up as he ran his hands across the scar and tattoo covered back of the man above him. Jack pulled away, seductively pulling off his shirt, below attacking Will's lips again, who's fingers were running across the unique tattoo scattered across his chest.
After so many times in this position one would think Will would be used to it. Sex wasn't new to him, but he had never had it with someone as beautiful and...dominant as Jack. Will was rendered speechless by the sight in front of him, his eyes trailing down the tanned body of Sparrow.
Jack laugher darkly, "I haven't even fucked you, and you look drunk as hell." He whispered huskily into Will's ear, biting down hard.
"You're one to talk about being drunk, you reek of rum." Will replied, his bruised lips forming a smirk.
Jack responded by quickly unbuttoning Will's shirt, his nimble fingers working fast. He began to attack his lover's neck, sucking and biting, leaving purple and red marks in his wake.
There would be no denying to the crew what had happened during the night the next morning when Will walked out on deck with so many marks, Jack mused as he began to plants kisses up and down Will's fair skinned chest and torso.
Jack once again had his lips against Turner's, this time heated and and full of want. Will bucked his hips,grinding against Jack, who moaned loudly into the kiss.
Jack smirked into the kiss and began to grind against the man pinned beneath him.
As Will began to unravel Jack slipped his hands into Will's waistband, pulling the younger's pants down, letting his erection spring free. He watched as Will quickly hurried at unbuckling his belt, and he sat up for a moment, throwing his pants who-knows-where.
Jack leaned down, gripping Will's cock in his hand. He wrapped his lips around the leaking erection, and began taking it in. Will moaned as Jack began to suck. Jack bobbed up and down, teeth scraping softly along the bottom of the erection in his mouth. Will began squirming and moaning, feeling himself begin to go over the edge.
Jack pulled away, nipping Will's ear he whispered, "not yet, love" Will whimpered softly. At the whimper, Jack moaned, humming, sending a pleasurable vibration down Turner's cock.
Jack pressed three fingers against Will's lips. "Suck" Jack said sinfully. Will did so bashfully, coating Jack's fingers in saliva. Jack pulled out his fingers, pressing his lips softly against Will's.
Will gasped as he felt a wet finger run around his entrance. He whimpered and looked at Jack, staring into Sparrow's big, lust filled brown eyes.
"It's okay, Will. Just ease up, it'll hurt less."
At that Jack pushed in, lips again against Will's. One finger turned into two and Jack began to stretch Will. Jack in inserted the third finger and began thrusting. His fingers curled, suddenly Will saw stars and cried out loudly in pleasure.
Jack pulled out, and spat on his hand. Using precum and saliva he slicked his cock. Jack positioned himself between Will's legs, which he placed onto his shoulders. Jack slowly inserted himself in, waiting to let Will adjust. Will shifted his hips after a few moments, and Jack began to thrust in and out slowly.
"Faster." Turner whined needily, causing Jack to pick up pace. Will's nails dug into Jack's back, starting to draw blood. The two moved their lips together passionately. Suddenly Will cried out, and Jack shifted, angled to hit his prostate with every thrust. Jack was panting and grunting with effort, while Will moaned beneath him. Will be came a submissive mess beneath Jack, sending the Captain closer to the edge.
"Jack...I'm...close" Will moaned, his hair sticking to his forehead from sweat.
"So am I." Jack whispered, biting down on the inside of Turner's thigh as he felt his orgasm getting closer.
Will cried out as he came, sending Jack over the edge. Jack came deep inside Will. He waited a few moments, before pulling out and laying against Will. Jack pulled the young man close to his chest.
"Hmmm..." Jack murmured, burying his face in Jack's shoulder, his eyes closed.
"Will?" Jack whispered, laying his arm on Turner's prominent hipbone, which, from their actions, was most likely covered in purple marks.
Will hummed against his neck, signalling he was listening. Jack smiled, running his fingers through the mop of sweaty black curls that belonged to Turner.
"You should sleep, Captain."
Note: I wrote till "Will's hands slid under Jack's shirt." However, I edited all of it. I also began to write again at, "Hmmmm..." Jack whispered."
A Collab Between- My friend Toby and I.