Title: Corsair
Author: Dorian Elizabeth
Rating: G-R. Depending on the chapter. I give up trying to rate this.
Pairing: Will/Jack
Disclaimer: Not mine. If it were, well...I would be wealthy and pleased.
Feedback: I love feedback. Keeps me alive, it does. So, if you don't want me dead, review.
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: Okay, I finally know where I'm going with this story. Whew! Anyway, updates will be less frequent now, as school starts tomorrow. ::Grumble, grumble::. However, I do have plans for this. Lovely, beautiful plans. Including more wonderful sex.
Warning: Major character death ahead. And, yeah. There's slash. Male/Male. Mmmm, all that good stuff. But, if you didn't realize this by the 6th chapter, you're ridiculous. And illiterate. And therefore I am not afraid of you.
Corsair Chapter 6
Jack sat on a chair, feet propped up against the corner of the bed. His eyes never left the sleeping young man, resplendent amongst the white cotton sheets. And the fact that he willingly belonged to Jack made the pirate smile. It was unnerving, though. This feeling that welled up inside of him was unmistakable, yet completely foreign. A hardened pirate captain should not feel something of this nature. Yet when gazing intently upon the beauty in bed, he realized anything was quite possible indeed.
Will woke up then, with an immense feeling of loss. He groped blindly beside him, which elicited a small chuckle from Jack. Will squinted in his direction.
"What are you doing out of bed?" Will groaned. "It's too early to be up."
Jack smirked. "We've much work to do, lad. Ye best be getting yerself up."
Will made a noise marking his disgust, and buried his head in his pillow.
"Do I have to make ye get up myself?"
"I'd like to see you try," muffled words came from the pillow.
Jack grinned and approached him slowly, as if stalking his prey (which was, in fact, quite what he was doing). Before Will had time to react, Jack was straddling his waist. Will made some strangled noise as Jack started to kiss to back of his neck. The pirate turned him over so that they faced each other and kissed the nape of his neck. He moved up to Will's mouth, planting varied kisses along the way. Will took the initiative and lifted his captain's chin, kissing him hard and with great passion.
While kissing him, Jack ground his hips into Will's. They were both immensely erect at this point, and Will was even more eager than last night.
A knock sounded at the door. Once, twice. Pause. Faster now. One, two, three, four. A shout.
"Cap'n. Yer s'posed to be takin' th' 'elm, aren't ye? Anamaria's gettin' a little frustra'ed."
Jack groaned and buried his head in Will's chest.
"Tell Anamaria I'll be there when I'm ready, and that she shouldn't be the one gettin' frustra'ed." The words were slightly suppressed, and it took Gibbs a minute to collect their meaning.
"Aye," he said, and left.
Jack looked up at Will, regretfully.
"Later, Will. Anamaria'll have my head if I don't get out there soon enough. Tonight. Here." He punctuated his words with kisses along Will's neck, and when he was through speaking, he kissed Will chastely.
Will nodded and watched Jack leave. After dressing, he went out on the deck and approached Jack.
"So, where are we headed?" he asked, putting his hand discreetly on the captain's waist.
"Tortuga, where else?"
Will laughed and paused as a thought came over him.
"Jack, could we go to Port Royal?"
"Why would ye be wanting to do that? Do ye want me dead?" Jack furrowed his eyebrows and shook his head.
"No, no of course not. You could dock further away; I'll take a rowboat. I just need to see Elizabeth."
"Ah, the bonnie lass," Jack said, his voice dripping with poison. He had been suspecting something like this.
"Jack! Are you jealous?" Will laughed. "I just want to see how she's doing, and."
"And what, lad?"
"And break the engagement." - - - - - - - - - - -
After a brief stay in Tortuga, the crew finally reached a bay outside of Port Royal. Will was slightly nervous, and couldn't think of a way to break it to Elizabeth. He knew, of course, that he couldn't just come out and admit to the current situation.
"Jus' tell her ye've fallen madly in love with a commonplace harlot. Or Anamaria. That'd be interesting," Jack mused, tired of watching the boy wring his hands and pace back and forth.
"It's not as simple as that, Jack. I mean, I could just tell her that I can't settle down. But she'll want to know why."
"Tell her the truth, then. You're a pirate. And there's no use denyin' it, luv."
Will sighed and nodded. He left the room and got into the prepared rowboat. It was a short distance to Port Royal and he could make it in fifteen minutes, tops.
After much rowing, he arrived on the shore and proceeded (rather quickly) to Governor Swann's mansion. He was let in with little hesitation after he stated his name, yet the butler looked at him in a curious way.
As soon as he passed through the entrance hall, he was met by a distraught governor.
"Ah, Mister Turner, I'm glad you are hear. I have some," he cleared his throat, "disturbing and unfortunate news for you."
"What is it, sir?" Will asked quickly, wanting to get his speech to Elizabeth over and done with.
"It's Elizabeth. She's dead."
Will paled and froze. Elizabeth, dead?
"H-how, sir?"
"She had a very bizarre disease, she's had it for a while. Since she was a child, actually. The physicians had no idea what ailed her, and she passed away about a fortnight ago." The man's voice was strained as he held back tears.
"I-I can't.dead." Will managed.
"Yes, it is rather shocking, and terribly tragic. Right before you were supposed to be married, too. Oh, it's horrible. She left this for you." He handed Will a letter, sealed with red wax with an ornate letter 'E'.
"Thank you, sir. I-I must be going." He left quickly and went back to his small rowboat. He opened the letter:
Dearest Will,
I am sorry to say that I did not get to see you before I departed. I am also full of remorse for not telling you sooner. I must admit that I sent you away because I knew of my fate, and wanted you not to suffer. Do not blame Jack; he knew nothing. He did want you as part of his crew. His letter just came at a mysteriously convenient time.
Will, I love you and I hope you can forgive me. I will always love and guide you. Go back to Jack and do not stay here to mourn me. You belong on the sea. I will watch and protect you, always.
Love and devotion,
Elizabeth
As Will read the letter, tears streamed uncontrollably down his cheeks. At the letter's conclusion, he tucked it in his vest and proceeded to row back to the Pearl. When he arrived, Jack alone was on deck to greet him.
"Why the long face, boy? She slap you?"
Will collapsed into Jack's embrace and broke down in tears.
Jack, his face etched with immense confusion, stroked his hair and tried to soothe him. Finally, Will calmed down enough to speak.
"She's dead. Jack, she died." With that, his sobbing started all over again.
Jack's jaw dropped in shock, and held Will tighter. Although he hated to admit it, he was a bit pleased. Now there was no way Will was going to marry her. But, only a bit pleased. He hated to see his lover like this, so broken and upset.
Jack pulled away from Will to look at him.
"Look, luv. I know ye're upset. Ye've every right to be. But Elizabeth would want ye to be strong." Jack kissed away his tears, slowly, and embraced him again. "Everything will be okay. Just tell me what ye want me to do, and I'll do it."
"Jack," Will's voice was shaky. "Thank you." And he held the pirate closer.
Author: Dorian Elizabeth
Rating: G-R. Depending on the chapter. I give up trying to rate this.
Pairing: Will/Jack
Disclaimer: Not mine. If it were, well...I would be wealthy and pleased.
Feedback: I love feedback. Keeps me alive, it does. So, if you don't want me dead, review.
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: Okay, I finally know where I'm going with this story. Whew! Anyway, updates will be less frequent now, as school starts tomorrow. ::Grumble, grumble::. However, I do have plans for this. Lovely, beautiful plans. Including more wonderful sex.
Warning: Major character death ahead. And, yeah. There's slash. Male/Male. Mmmm, all that good stuff. But, if you didn't realize this by the 6th chapter, you're ridiculous. And illiterate. And therefore I am not afraid of you.
Corsair Chapter 6
Jack sat on a chair, feet propped up against the corner of the bed. His eyes never left the sleeping young man, resplendent amongst the white cotton sheets. And the fact that he willingly belonged to Jack made the pirate smile. It was unnerving, though. This feeling that welled up inside of him was unmistakable, yet completely foreign. A hardened pirate captain should not feel something of this nature. Yet when gazing intently upon the beauty in bed, he realized anything was quite possible indeed.
Will woke up then, with an immense feeling of loss. He groped blindly beside him, which elicited a small chuckle from Jack. Will squinted in his direction.
"What are you doing out of bed?" Will groaned. "It's too early to be up."
Jack smirked. "We've much work to do, lad. Ye best be getting yerself up."
Will made a noise marking his disgust, and buried his head in his pillow.
"Do I have to make ye get up myself?"
"I'd like to see you try," muffled words came from the pillow.
Jack grinned and approached him slowly, as if stalking his prey (which was, in fact, quite what he was doing). Before Will had time to react, Jack was straddling his waist. Will made some strangled noise as Jack started to kiss to back of his neck. The pirate turned him over so that they faced each other and kissed the nape of his neck. He moved up to Will's mouth, planting varied kisses along the way. Will took the initiative and lifted his captain's chin, kissing him hard and with great passion.
While kissing him, Jack ground his hips into Will's. They were both immensely erect at this point, and Will was even more eager than last night.
A knock sounded at the door. Once, twice. Pause. Faster now. One, two, three, four. A shout.
"Cap'n. Yer s'posed to be takin' th' 'elm, aren't ye? Anamaria's gettin' a little frustra'ed."
Jack groaned and buried his head in Will's chest.
"Tell Anamaria I'll be there when I'm ready, and that she shouldn't be the one gettin' frustra'ed." The words were slightly suppressed, and it took Gibbs a minute to collect their meaning.
"Aye," he said, and left.
Jack looked up at Will, regretfully.
"Later, Will. Anamaria'll have my head if I don't get out there soon enough. Tonight. Here." He punctuated his words with kisses along Will's neck, and when he was through speaking, he kissed Will chastely.
Will nodded and watched Jack leave. After dressing, he went out on the deck and approached Jack.
"So, where are we headed?" he asked, putting his hand discreetly on the captain's waist.
"Tortuga, where else?"
Will laughed and paused as a thought came over him.
"Jack, could we go to Port Royal?"
"Why would ye be wanting to do that? Do ye want me dead?" Jack furrowed his eyebrows and shook his head.
"No, no of course not. You could dock further away; I'll take a rowboat. I just need to see Elizabeth."
"Ah, the bonnie lass," Jack said, his voice dripping with poison. He had been suspecting something like this.
"Jack! Are you jealous?" Will laughed. "I just want to see how she's doing, and."
"And what, lad?"
"And break the engagement." - - - - - - - - - - -
After a brief stay in Tortuga, the crew finally reached a bay outside of Port Royal. Will was slightly nervous, and couldn't think of a way to break it to Elizabeth. He knew, of course, that he couldn't just come out and admit to the current situation.
"Jus' tell her ye've fallen madly in love with a commonplace harlot. Or Anamaria. That'd be interesting," Jack mused, tired of watching the boy wring his hands and pace back and forth.
"It's not as simple as that, Jack. I mean, I could just tell her that I can't settle down. But she'll want to know why."
"Tell her the truth, then. You're a pirate. And there's no use denyin' it, luv."
Will sighed and nodded. He left the room and got into the prepared rowboat. It was a short distance to Port Royal and he could make it in fifteen minutes, tops.
After much rowing, he arrived on the shore and proceeded (rather quickly) to Governor Swann's mansion. He was let in with little hesitation after he stated his name, yet the butler looked at him in a curious way.
As soon as he passed through the entrance hall, he was met by a distraught governor.
"Ah, Mister Turner, I'm glad you are hear. I have some," he cleared his throat, "disturbing and unfortunate news for you."
"What is it, sir?" Will asked quickly, wanting to get his speech to Elizabeth over and done with.
"It's Elizabeth. She's dead."
Will paled and froze. Elizabeth, dead?
"H-how, sir?"
"She had a very bizarre disease, she's had it for a while. Since she was a child, actually. The physicians had no idea what ailed her, and she passed away about a fortnight ago." The man's voice was strained as he held back tears.
"I-I can't.dead." Will managed.
"Yes, it is rather shocking, and terribly tragic. Right before you were supposed to be married, too. Oh, it's horrible. She left this for you." He handed Will a letter, sealed with red wax with an ornate letter 'E'.
"Thank you, sir. I-I must be going." He left quickly and went back to his small rowboat. He opened the letter:
Dearest Will,
I am sorry to say that I did not get to see you before I departed. I am also full of remorse for not telling you sooner. I must admit that I sent you away because I knew of my fate, and wanted you not to suffer. Do not blame Jack; he knew nothing. He did want you as part of his crew. His letter just came at a mysteriously convenient time.
Will, I love you and I hope you can forgive me. I will always love and guide you. Go back to Jack and do not stay here to mourn me. You belong on the sea. I will watch and protect you, always.
Love and devotion,
Elizabeth
As Will read the letter, tears streamed uncontrollably down his cheeks. At the letter's conclusion, he tucked it in his vest and proceeded to row back to the Pearl. When he arrived, Jack alone was on deck to greet him.
"Why the long face, boy? She slap you?"
Will collapsed into Jack's embrace and broke down in tears.
Jack, his face etched with immense confusion, stroked his hair and tried to soothe him. Finally, Will calmed down enough to speak.
"She's dead. Jack, she died." With that, his sobbing started all over again.
Jack's jaw dropped in shock, and held Will tighter. Although he hated to admit it, he was a bit pleased. Now there was no way Will was going to marry her. But, only a bit pleased. He hated to see his lover like this, so broken and upset.
Jack pulled away from Will to look at him.
"Look, luv. I know ye're upset. Ye've every right to be. But Elizabeth would want ye to be strong." Jack kissed away his tears, slowly, and embraced him again. "Everything will be okay. Just tell me what ye want me to do, and I'll do it."
"Jack," Will's voice was shaky. "Thank you." And he held the pirate closer.