A/N: I do not own or make anything from Once Upon a Time nor its characters etc.
"Ah ha, Jack, me boy, feast yer eyes on these fine wenches."
Broad hands came to rest on the young boy's shoulders.
"Pick one lad. A gift on yer name day."
Thankfully Jack's confusion couldn't be seen. 'Name day? Just play along', the boy scolded himself.
"Uh, that one Cap'n?" His scrawny finger selected a timid looking woman.
"You there, take my..."
"Now just a minute, Blackbeard!" A voice halted all further movement.
"What is that? Does he even know how to use his sword? Looks barely a few summers." A stern looking woman in blue stood in front of the line-up of girls.
"Blue, he's at least nine."
"Nine? I will not..."
The pouch heavy with coin silenced the older woman promptly.
"Now," his blue eyes landed on the chosen wench, "take care of him. Yer 'is for the night."
With that, the Captain slapped Jack on the back before draping his arms around two buxom redheads. One of the women had her hand down Blackbeard's trousers by the time Jack left the room.
He followed his selected woman up the staircase. The air was pungent with booze and a scent his young nose had never encountered. As they passed a room with its door cracked open, Jack caught a glimpse of a burly man being hit with a strap of leather. His eyes shot wide at what he assumed to be a loud groan from pain. Small fingers gripped tightly to the woman's hand as he increased the speed of his step.
After passing more doors and hearing a cacophony of moans, screams and various words he didn't comprehend, the pair stepped into an empty room. To the boy's relief, when the woman closed the door the sounds became muffled.
"Shall we get started?"
"Started?" Jack gulped audibly.
The brunette's features softened as she took in the boy's nervous stance. Her voice was soft and comforting. "I won't hurt you, sweetie. We'll do anything you want."
"Anythin'?" The boy was sceptical.
His companion nodded in response.
"Can we sit awhile?"
The woman sat close to him on the bed, which seemed to be the only piece of furniture in the room apart from a single chair and a small set of drawers.
"Jack, Jack Swan." He held his hand out in offering.
With a giggle, the woman grasped his hand.
"I know. I'm Astrid. Do you know why you're here Jack?"
"I dun wan' be hit like that man."
This caused Astrid to laugh heartily.
"No, no. You're here so I can show you what to..." Astrid's fingers slipped beneath his britches to grab his boyhood before he even knew what was happening, "...do with...this..." she trailed off as her eyes locked onto fearful bluish-green.
"Jack?"
"Please I... the Cap'n ... he'll kill me." Jack was turning into a blubbering mess.
Astrid pulled the child's head to her bosom, where her fingers began to stroke through short blonde hair.
"What's your name little one?"
The name 'Emma' was mumbled against her chest as a sob tore from the now revealed girl's throat.
"I've got you. Everything will be fine."
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