Author: Rc
Summary: Anamaria hears something quite..interesting..while passing by the captain's cabin.
Rating: R maybe Nc-17. I'm not quite sure. You figure it out.
Disclamier: I love Jack. And I love Will. But Unfortunately I don't love them enough to pay Disney the millions of dollars they want for them. Therefore I am a humble fanfic writer, writing not so humble fanfics.
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Ice, Ice baby
Anamaria stopped.
She blinked.
Sounds....odd....Sounds, but noise the same, were coming from the Captain's cabin.
Anamaria looked around the ship's deck. No one was around. Maybe she could just....listen in?
She tiptoed quietly over to the wooden door and placed her ear against the rough surface. What she heard could only be repeated by one as perverted as me.
Two voices. One dramatically deeper than the other was grunting and panting. A higher, but still deep, voice was moaning.
"Jack! J~ack! It won't fit! *Grunt* I think it's to big!"
" *Pant* Nonsense boy! It's *grunt* Just *grunt* the *grunt* Right SIZE!"
A panted sigh. "I'm telling you jack. It's WAY TO BIG!"
Anamaria covered her mouth. Oh god! Oh no. What are they doing!? They can't possible....possible...EWWW! She wanted to open the door and see what was happening. Hoping it wasn't what she was thinking. But....what if...what she thinks IS happening and she were to run in there and see them?! She couldn't risk what innocence piracy hadn't taken. But the curiosity was almost too much to bear.
Then...Jack said it.
"Hmm. Ok mate. Maybe if I....JIGGLE IT! It might work."
" *groaning* Oh Ok. Maybe that might help."
After a minute...
"AHHHHHH! OH JACK!"
Anamaria's eyes widened and she burst open the door.
Jack and Will looked up from their position one the floor. Will's index finger was in his mouth and pain was on his face. Between them sat a half- full bottle of rum and Jack was leaning over it trying to screw a HUGE cork into the small glass top.
They looked innocently at her.
They looked like two children playing with a toy they can't fix.
Anamaria blinked then growled in anger. She stomped over and grabbed the bottle from the floor. She took a long swig and walked away from the two and out of the Cabin; slamming the door in her wake.
Jack looked over at Will, who was scratching his head.
"Whadda'ya 'uppose that was about, Mate?" Jack asked, blinking in confusion.
"I have no bloody idea, Jack." Will had no time in turn before Jack plastered him to the cabin floor with his own body.
"Now, Back 'ta what we were doin' you decided to cork the rum."
"I DID NOT WANT TO CORK THE RUM! YOU SPILT IT! AND I MERELY WHATED TO SAVE IT! BUT NOOO~! YOU HAD TO CORK THE DAMN RUM!" Will hollered his defense.
Jack chuckled and nuzzled Will's neck. "Shut it mate. I've got sumthin' else to cork."
END!
Summary: Anamaria hears something quite..interesting..while passing by the captain's cabin.
Rating: R maybe Nc-17. I'm not quite sure. You figure it out.
Disclamier: I love Jack. And I love Will. But Unfortunately I don't love them enough to pay Disney the millions of dollars they want for them. Therefore I am a humble fanfic writer, writing not so humble fanfics.
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Ice, Ice baby
Anamaria stopped.
She blinked.
Sounds....odd....Sounds, but noise the same, were coming from the Captain's cabin.
Anamaria looked around the ship's deck. No one was around. Maybe she could just....listen in?
She tiptoed quietly over to the wooden door and placed her ear against the rough surface. What she heard could only be repeated by one as perverted as me.
Two voices. One dramatically deeper than the other was grunting and panting. A higher, but still deep, voice was moaning.
"Jack! J~ack! It won't fit! *Grunt* I think it's to big!"
" *Pant* Nonsense boy! It's *grunt* Just *grunt* the *grunt* Right SIZE!"
A panted sigh. "I'm telling you jack. It's WAY TO BIG!"
Anamaria covered her mouth. Oh god! Oh no. What are they doing!? They can't possible....possible...EWWW! She wanted to open the door and see what was happening. Hoping it wasn't what she was thinking. But....what if...what she thinks IS happening and she were to run in there and see them?! She couldn't risk what innocence piracy hadn't taken. But the curiosity was almost too much to bear.
Then...Jack said it.
"Hmm. Ok mate. Maybe if I....JIGGLE IT! It might work."
" *groaning* Oh Ok. Maybe that might help."
After a minute...
"AHHHHHH! OH JACK!"
Anamaria's eyes widened and she burst open the door.
Jack and Will looked up from their position one the floor. Will's index finger was in his mouth and pain was on his face. Between them sat a half- full bottle of rum and Jack was leaning over it trying to screw a HUGE cork into the small glass top.
They looked innocently at her.
They looked like two children playing with a toy they can't fix.
Anamaria blinked then growled in anger. She stomped over and grabbed the bottle from the floor. She took a long swig and walked away from the two and out of the Cabin; slamming the door in her wake.
Jack looked over at Will, who was scratching his head.
"Whadda'ya 'uppose that was about, Mate?" Jack asked, blinking in confusion.
"I have no bloody idea, Jack." Will had no time in turn before Jack plastered him to the cabin floor with his own body.
"Now, Back 'ta what we were doin' you decided to cork the rum."
"I DID NOT WANT TO CORK THE RUM! YOU SPILT IT! AND I MERELY WHATED TO SAVE IT! BUT NOOO~! YOU HAD TO CORK THE DAMN RUM!" Will hollered his defense.
Jack chuckled and nuzzled Will's neck. "Shut it mate. I've got sumthin' else to cork."
END!