Title: Corsair
Author: Dorian Elizabeth
Rating: R. Warning: Sex. Lots of piratey man-sex. Mmmmm.
Pairing: Will/Jack...
Disclaimer: Not mine. If it were, well...I would be wealthy and pleased.
Feedback: Please review? It helps me sleep better at night. ::Whimper::
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." (Velvet Goldmine)
Author's Note: Oooo, finally onto uncharted waters. Me first attempt at smut, really. Tread lightly. Uh, yeah. Sorry it's taken so long. Holidays and all. Make for little fun. Oh, and.please review?? I'll BEG if I have to. ;-) I need to know what everyone thinks.
Corsair Chapter 5
Jack slowly opened the door to Will's cabin and walked in. He was curled on his side, sound a sleep. Suppressing his slight disappointment, Jack smiled to himself. He slowly removed his boots and placed them next to Will's. He climbed into bed next to the sleeping man and wrapped his arm around his waist. Will murmured something incoherent and snuggled up next to Jack, who couldn't help but smile. Soon, he too was fast asleep.
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Will woke up the next morning with a mysterious weight on his waist. He looked over to his left and, upon seeing Jack, his heart started to race excitedly. He had expected to wake up alone to a fading dream. Not wanting to wake the deeply sleeping man, he closed his eyes and fell back into a blissful sleep.
The next thing he knew, the bed was empty and there was a strange humming sound that filled his head. He opened his eyes and found himself staring into two very dark (and yet twinkling) eyes.
"Mornin', luv," smirked the man. "Glad to see you finally decided to join us."
"Jack," Will breathed, smiling.
"Cap'n Jack," he said in exasperation.
"Okay, Cap'n," Will said mockingly, "what are my duties to be on this glorious morning?"
Jack smiled devilishly and Will felt an involuntary shudder run through his body.
"Well," spoke the elder, "first, you will be keeping me company. I plan on teaching you a few things. And then, tonight, I plan on giving you a few," here he cleared his throat, "private lessons."
Will gulped and his eyes glazed over with desire. That was indeed the reaction Jack had hoped for, and he leaned over and kissed him.
The day seemed long and tiresome to Will. With every casual touch from Jack, every piercing glance, he felt himself tense up with lust and anticipation. He was ready to burst, so it seemed.
Will had been standing near the bow, looking out at sea, when he felt a searching hand on his hip. It snaked around slowly, encircling his waist. He felt the scratch of stubble against his jaw. A body pressed firmly against him. His breath hitched as a tongue slid from his should up his neck, stopping at the lobe of his ear.
"Tonight," whispered the harsh, and yet surprisingly soft, voice of Jack.
Will whimpered, and the presence was quickly removed.
But, night does follow day, and soon Will was sitting expectantly on the corner of his bed. The crew had just finished their dinner, and without Jack. This wasn't unusual, however it set Will at a nervous pace. He ate his meal quickly and returned to his chamber, where he now was waiting.
He blushed to himself as his mind raced with delectable ideas of what Jack might have in store for him.
There was a knock at the door, and Will rose eagerly from his seat. He opened the door, and with disappointed surprise, noticed Anamaria.
"Well, boy, glad to see ye, too," she suppressed a wry smile. "Cap'n wishes to see ye in 'Is quarters. Says it's urgent. I wouldn't be delaying 'im if I were ye."
Will just managed a nod and pushed past the woman, practically jogging. Anamaria just laughed.
When he approached the door, he raised his hand to knock and hesitated.
'What if.' he just managed to think before the door swung open and unseen hands pulled him in.
Before he could blink, he felt warm lips press hard against his own. He kissed back vigorously as hands held firmly onto his waist. These hands, however, were restless. They tugged at the tucked-in linen shirt until it was free, and continued up his chest until they proceeded to unbutton it.
Will, his lips still attached to Jack's, moved his hands down to his pants and unbuttoned them, slowly. Jack pulled away slightly.
"Bed," he murmured, his eyes still closed.
They sort of stumbled, sort of tripped back further into the room holding onto each other, groping, fondling. When they hit the end of the bed, Jack lay Will back upon the sheets and looked at him. Will gazed back intently, challenging the man. Jack took this as an affirmative to his unspoken question and rejoined their lips.
He proceeded to remove Will's shirt more completely. He then left Will's mouth, kissing his chin and all along his throat. At the base, he nipped the skin and Will moaned.
"Jack," he whispered solidly, almost as if ensuring this was indeed a reality.
Jack's mouth continued its travels, paying close attention to nipples and the firm stomach. With each suck of his mouth, each flick of his tongue, he had Will writhing and groaning for more. Soon, Jack came to his pants, already unbuttoned and smiled. With his teeth (his hands already busy with stroking his thighs) he removed them with practiced ease.
Will's cock sprang free, and Jack noticed with delight that it was intensely hard. Jack looked up at Will, whose breathing was very labored. He looked back at the man, urging him to continue with his eyes.
Jack grinned, and flicked his tongue over the head of Will's cock, before taking him in his mouth. Will moaned loudly and thrust up his hips. The pleasure was so intense, and with each stroke of Jack's tongue he thought he saw sparks. Soon, the pleasure began to build up. Will wasn't sure he could handle it, and knew he needed to release it.
Jack noticed the change in frequency and intensity of Will's moans, and pulled away. Will whimpered and Jack looked at him knowingly.
"Not yet, luv," he murmured, as he leaned over his face. He kissed him and Will, noticing Jack was unfairly clothed, started to unbutton his shirt. Jack noticed the uncomfortable strains of the fabric and joined in the removal. Quickly, he lay on top of Will in his entire nude splendor. Will gasped as he took in every scar, every tattoo, every shadow.
'He's gorgeous,' he thought as they kissed once more, Jack's tongue continuing the exploration of his mouth. Jack pulled away and kissed his ear softly.
"Will, I want to take ye. Ye can say nay, if ye want. I'll understand," Jack whispered into his ear.
"No, I want you too. Please Jack," Will gasped, his voice full of an urgent need.
Jack smiled warmly.
"It'll hurt, luv. But it'll get better if ye relax. Trust me."
Reaching over somewhere Will couldn't quite see in the dark, Jack dipped his fingers into a small pot of an exotic cream. Slowly, he circled Will's tight orifice and inserted a solitary finger. Will panted with pain, but remembered Jack's words and tried to relax his muscles. Soon, another finger was added, and then another. They stretched his muscles slowly, and occasionally Jack would hit his spot, eliciting a growling moan of ecstasy from his lover.
Finally dubbing him ready, Jack pulled his fingers out of Will and took some more ointment, which he applied to his rock hard cock. He kissed Will and slowly entered him. Will grunted and lightly nipped Jack's lip. Jack groaned and looked at Will, who nodded his assent. Jack slowly thrust himself into the boy, pulling out to angle himself to hit Will's spot. Will was writhing, his eyes tightly shut and his mouth making all kinds of wonderful noises.
Jack increased his pace, and soon he felt Will's muscles tense around him.
"Jack, oh Gods, Jack, Jack!" Will chanted his name, the volume quickly rising until he released himself.
This was far too much for Jack, and he soon surrendered to his building pleasure, liberating into Will.
He collapsed on top of his lover; their panting matched each other's. Jack closed his eyes, and whispered his name over and over.
"Jack," Will responded, and wrapped his arms tightly around him. Will, too, closed his eyes and the two men soon fell asleep, one sprawled atop the other.
Author: Dorian Elizabeth
Rating: R. Warning: Sex. Lots of piratey man-sex. Mmmmm.
Pairing: Will/Jack...
Disclaimer: Not mine. If it were, well...I would be wealthy and pleased.
Feedback: Please review? It helps me sleep better at night. ::Whimper::
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." (Velvet Goldmine)
Author's Note: Oooo, finally onto uncharted waters. Me first attempt at smut, really. Tread lightly. Uh, yeah. Sorry it's taken so long. Holidays and all. Make for little fun. Oh, and.please review?? I'll BEG if I have to. ;-) I need to know what everyone thinks.
Corsair Chapter 5
Jack slowly opened the door to Will's cabin and walked in. He was curled on his side, sound a sleep. Suppressing his slight disappointment, Jack smiled to himself. He slowly removed his boots and placed them next to Will's. He climbed into bed next to the sleeping man and wrapped his arm around his waist. Will murmured something incoherent and snuggled up next to Jack, who couldn't help but smile. Soon, he too was fast asleep.
- - - - - - -
Will woke up the next morning with a mysterious weight on his waist. He looked over to his left and, upon seeing Jack, his heart started to race excitedly. He had expected to wake up alone to a fading dream. Not wanting to wake the deeply sleeping man, he closed his eyes and fell back into a blissful sleep.
The next thing he knew, the bed was empty and there was a strange humming sound that filled his head. He opened his eyes and found himself staring into two very dark (and yet twinkling) eyes.
"Mornin', luv," smirked the man. "Glad to see you finally decided to join us."
"Jack," Will breathed, smiling.
"Cap'n Jack," he said in exasperation.
"Okay, Cap'n," Will said mockingly, "what are my duties to be on this glorious morning?"
Jack smiled devilishly and Will felt an involuntary shudder run through his body.
"Well," spoke the elder, "first, you will be keeping me company. I plan on teaching you a few things. And then, tonight, I plan on giving you a few," here he cleared his throat, "private lessons."
Will gulped and his eyes glazed over with desire. That was indeed the reaction Jack had hoped for, and he leaned over and kissed him.
The day seemed long and tiresome to Will. With every casual touch from Jack, every piercing glance, he felt himself tense up with lust and anticipation. He was ready to burst, so it seemed.
Will had been standing near the bow, looking out at sea, when he felt a searching hand on his hip. It snaked around slowly, encircling his waist. He felt the scratch of stubble against his jaw. A body pressed firmly against him. His breath hitched as a tongue slid from his should up his neck, stopping at the lobe of his ear.
"Tonight," whispered the harsh, and yet surprisingly soft, voice of Jack.
Will whimpered, and the presence was quickly removed.
But, night does follow day, and soon Will was sitting expectantly on the corner of his bed. The crew had just finished their dinner, and without Jack. This wasn't unusual, however it set Will at a nervous pace. He ate his meal quickly and returned to his chamber, where he now was waiting.
He blushed to himself as his mind raced with delectable ideas of what Jack might have in store for him.
There was a knock at the door, and Will rose eagerly from his seat. He opened the door, and with disappointed surprise, noticed Anamaria.
"Well, boy, glad to see ye, too," she suppressed a wry smile. "Cap'n wishes to see ye in 'Is quarters. Says it's urgent. I wouldn't be delaying 'im if I were ye."
Will just managed a nod and pushed past the woman, practically jogging. Anamaria just laughed.
When he approached the door, he raised his hand to knock and hesitated.
'What if.' he just managed to think before the door swung open and unseen hands pulled him in.
Before he could blink, he felt warm lips press hard against his own. He kissed back vigorously as hands held firmly onto his waist. These hands, however, were restless. They tugged at the tucked-in linen shirt until it was free, and continued up his chest until they proceeded to unbutton it.
Will, his lips still attached to Jack's, moved his hands down to his pants and unbuttoned them, slowly. Jack pulled away slightly.
"Bed," he murmured, his eyes still closed.
They sort of stumbled, sort of tripped back further into the room holding onto each other, groping, fondling. When they hit the end of the bed, Jack lay Will back upon the sheets and looked at him. Will gazed back intently, challenging the man. Jack took this as an affirmative to his unspoken question and rejoined their lips.
He proceeded to remove Will's shirt more completely. He then left Will's mouth, kissing his chin and all along his throat. At the base, he nipped the skin and Will moaned.
"Jack," he whispered solidly, almost as if ensuring this was indeed a reality.
Jack's mouth continued its travels, paying close attention to nipples and the firm stomach. With each suck of his mouth, each flick of his tongue, he had Will writhing and groaning for more. Soon, Jack came to his pants, already unbuttoned and smiled. With his teeth (his hands already busy with stroking his thighs) he removed them with practiced ease.
Will's cock sprang free, and Jack noticed with delight that it was intensely hard. Jack looked up at Will, whose breathing was very labored. He looked back at the man, urging him to continue with his eyes.
Jack grinned, and flicked his tongue over the head of Will's cock, before taking him in his mouth. Will moaned loudly and thrust up his hips. The pleasure was so intense, and with each stroke of Jack's tongue he thought he saw sparks. Soon, the pleasure began to build up. Will wasn't sure he could handle it, and knew he needed to release it.
Jack noticed the change in frequency and intensity of Will's moans, and pulled away. Will whimpered and Jack looked at him knowingly.
"Not yet, luv," he murmured, as he leaned over his face. He kissed him and Will, noticing Jack was unfairly clothed, started to unbutton his shirt. Jack noticed the uncomfortable strains of the fabric and joined in the removal. Quickly, he lay on top of Will in his entire nude splendor. Will gasped as he took in every scar, every tattoo, every shadow.
'He's gorgeous,' he thought as they kissed once more, Jack's tongue continuing the exploration of his mouth. Jack pulled away and kissed his ear softly.
"Will, I want to take ye. Ye can say nay, if ye want. I'll understand," Jack whispered into his ear.
"No, I want you too. Please Jack," Will gasped, his voice full of an urgent need.
Jack smiled warmly.
"It'll hurt, luv. But it'll get better if ye relax. Trust me."
Reaching over somewhere Will couldn't quite see in the dark, Jack dipped his fingers into a small pot of an exotic cream. Slowly, he circled Will's tight orifice and inserted a solitary finger. Will panted with pain, but remembered Jack's words and tried to relax his muscles. Soon, another finger was added, and then another. They stretched his muscles slowly, and occasionally Jack would hit his spot, eliciting a growling moan of ecstasy from his lover.
Finally dubbing him ready, Jack pulled his fingers out of Will and took some more ointment, which he applied to his rock hard cock. He kissed Will and slowly entered him. Will grunted and lightly nipped Jack's lip. Jack groaned and looked at Will, who nodded his assent. Jack slowly thrust himself into the boy, pulling out to angle himself to hit Will's spot. Will was writhing, his eyes tightly shut and his mouth making all kinds of wonderful noises.
Jack increased his pace, and soon he felt Will's muscles tense around him.
"Jack, oh Gods, Jack, Jack!" Will chanted his name, the volume quickly rising until he released himself.
This was far too much for Jack, and he soon surrendered to his building pleasure, liberating into Will.
He collapsed on top of his lover; their panting matched each other's. Jack closed his eyes, and whispered his name over and over.
"Jack," Will responded, and wrapped his arms tightly around him. Will, too, closed his eyes and the two men soon fell asleep, one sprawled atop the other.