Title: Corsair
Author: Dorian Elizabeth
Rating: Currently PG.but we're progressing I swear.
Pairing: Will/Jack...and some innocent Will/Elizabeth.
Disclaimer: Not mine. If it were, well...I would be wealthy and pleased.
Feedback: Please...it encourages my muse, greatly.
Summary: "It's funny how beautiful people look when they're walking out the door" and "Just because someone sees, you know, two naked people asleep in bed together, it doesn't necessarily prove sex was involved. It does, however, make for a very strong case." (Both quotes are from Velvet Goldmine).
Author's Note: Thanks to all of those who reviewed. I really appreciate it. And I agree that Jack is sort of OOC. I'm having a bit of trouble with him. If anyone has any suggestions, I would greatly appreciate it. Anyway, another short chapter. But I've got some direction in mind. It's just going to take awhile to get there. So, on with the story.
Corsair Chapter 3
The night continued, and with it, their drinking progressed.
Standing up, Jack noticed the glassy look in Will's eyes.
"C'mon whelp, we're goin' get ye back on th' Pearl."
Will shook his head at the proposition.
"I'm fine, Jack. Just a little lightheaded."
"If ye say so."
"Jack, why do you want me here anyway? And why were you writing to Elizabeth? Were they love letters?" Will smirked at the thought, but inwardly he prepared himself for the worst.
"I want ye 'ere because yer a good man." Jack paused, deciding whether or not he should continue with that thought.
"Like my father?" Will interrupted.
"Yer father was a good man, but yer different."
Will smiled at this. Being an exact replicate of his father to Jack was the farthest from what he wanted. Then again, he wasn't quite sure what that was.
"What about Elizabeth?" he pressed.
"Well, I figure I should go to 'er. Be better 'an 'aving ye explain it to 'er. And no, they weren't love letters. She's all yer's."
Will flinched.
"Sometimes I wonder if I want her to be all mine."
"What 'appened to lovin' th' lass? Dyin' fer her an' all?"
"Oh, I love her. I really do. But I wonder how much. And perhaps I could love someone more."
Jack's eyes widened at this. The younger man sitting across from him had plagued his mind for months now. And that he could possibly love someone other than Elizabeth gave him much hope.
"Do ye 'ave someone in mind?" Jack prompted.
"Yes, but.I'm not sure. And it's just not like me at all."
"Aye, I know 'ow that feels." The twinkle in Jack's eye comforted Will.
"Jack, I -," he started, not knowing where to go from there. Frustration was apparent on his face.
"Shhh, let's go," Jack smiled and took his companion's arm.
Will awoke the next morning to a throbbing headache and a grinning Jack.
"Water?" he croaked.
"Aye, lad." Jack chuckled and handed him a ladle full.
"I had the strangest dream, about Captain Blood."
"'e's not sailed these waters for decades, no worries."
"Jack, wasn't he the governor of Port Royal?"
"For a time. Then 'e left. No one knows what 'appened to 'im, really."
Will nodded and turned his head. A groan escaped him as harsh sunshine flooded his eyes. He immediately shut them.
Jack laughed heartily.
"Shut up!" snapped Will, before his voice turned to a whine. "Headache.."
"Ye'll feel better, lad," Jack's voice was soothing. He came over and placed a hand lightly on his cheek. "Give it an hour or two."
Will's face flushed as Jack's fingers grazed his skin. He made him feverish with something he had never felt, some sort of desire he couldn't place.
Jack noticed, and smiled. He leaned down and softly kissed Will on the forehead.
"Rest, luv. It'll all be better. Ye shouldn't drink so much, you know," and with that, he was gone.
Will sighed and tried to regulate his heartbeat. Jack was full of mystery. Beauty and seduction, violence and assault, kindness and camaraderie; they all belonged to him. And, perhaps love. If it wasn't Jack's already, Will knew he could give it to him. With all thoughts of Elizabeth gone from his mind, he got up and headed out on deck.
Author: Dorian Elizabeth
Rating: Currently PG.but we're progressing I swear.
Pairing: Will/Jack...and some innocent Will/Elizabeth.
Disclaimer: Not mine. If it were, well...I would be wealthy and pleased.
Feedback: Please...it encourages my muse, greatly.
Summary: "It's funny how beautiful people look when they're walking out the door" and "Just because someone sees, you know, two naked people asleep in bed together, it doesn't necessarily prove sex was involved. It does, however, make for a very strong case." (Both quotes are from Velvet Goldmine).
Author's Note: Thanks to all of those who reviewed. I really appreciate it. And I agree that Jack is sort of OOC. I'm having a bit of trouble with him. If anyone has any suggestions, I would greatly appreciate it. Anyway, another short chapter. But I've got some direction in mind. It's just going to take awhile to get there. So, on with the story.
Corsair Chapter 3
The night continued, and with it, their drinking progressed.
Standing up, Jack noticed the glassy look in Will's eyes.
"C'mon whelp, we're goin' get ye back on th' Pearl."
Will shook his head at the proposition.
"I'm fine, Jack. Just a little lightheaded."
"If ye say so."
"Jack, why do you want me here anyway? And why were you writing to Elizabeth? Were they love letters?" Will smirked at the thought, but inwardly he prepared himself for the worst.
"I want ye 'ere because yer a good man." Jack paused, deciding whether or not he should continue with that thought.
"Like my father?" Will interrupted.
"Yer father was a good man, but yer different."
Will smiled at this. Being an exact replicate of his father to Jack was the farthest from what he wanted. Then again, he wasn't quite sure what that was.
"What about Elizabeth?" he pressed.
"Well, I figure I should go to 'er. Be better 'an 'aving ye explain it to 'er. And no, they weren't love letters. She's all yer's."
Will flinched.
"Sometimes I wonder if I want her to be all mine."
"What 'appened to lovin' th' lass? Dyin' fer her an' all?"
"Oh, I love her. I really do. But I wonder how much. And perhaps I could love someone more."
Jack's eyes widened at this. The younger man sitting across from him had plagued his mind for months now. And that he could possibly love someone other than Elizabeth gave him much hope.
"Do ye 'ave someone in mind?" Jack prompted.
"Yes, but.I'm not sure. And it's just not like me at all."
"Aye, I know 'ow that feels." The twinkle in Jack's eye comforted Will.
"Jack, I -," he started, not knowing where to go from there. Frustration was apparent on his face.
"Shhh, let's go," Jack smiled and took his companion's arm.
Will awoke the next morning to a throbbing headache and a grinning Jack.
"Water?" he croaked.
"Aye, lad." Jack chuckled and handed him a ladle full.
"I had the strangest dream, about Captain Blood."
"'e's not sailed these waters for decades, no worries."
"Jack, wasn't he the governor of Port Royal?"
"For a time. Then 'e left. No one knows what 'appened to 'im, really."
Will nodded and turned his head. A groan escaped him as harsh sunshine flooded his eyes. He immediately shut them.
Jack laughed heartily.
"Shut up!" snapped Will, before his voice turned to a whine. "Headache.."
"Ye'll feel better, lad," Jack's voice was soothing. He came over and placed a hand lightly on his cheek. "Give it an hour or two."
Will's face flushed as Jack's fingers grazed his skin. He made him feverish with something he had never felt, some sort of desire he couldn't place.
Jack noticed, and smiled. He leaned down and softly kissed Will on the forehead.
"Rest, luv. It'll all be better. Ye shouldn't drink so much, you know," and with that, he was gone.
Will sighed and tried to regulate his heartbeat. Jack was full of mystery. Beauty and seduction, violence and assault, kindness and camaraderie; they all belonged to him. And, perhaps love. If it wasn't Jack's already, Will knew he could give it to him. With all thoughts of Elizabeth gone from his mind, he got up and headed out on deck.