Title: Happily Ever After
Author: JackSparrowsWhore
Rating: R (go up later maybe.)
Summary: What if William was knocked off the battlements at the end by some outside force..(Jack) J/W
Warnings: This story contains a male/male relationship, this means hot guys doing raunchy things to other hot guys. If this isn't your thing, I advise you to leave.
Disclaimer: This is my least fav part..admitting they aren't mine. (Which they aren't don't sue me! I have but one shiny penny.)
Archive: AFF, anywhere else, just ask it's yours.
Author Notes: I am just one lowly writing major who adores Johnny Depp. Hurt me not. Also I am not only Jack's Whore, I am also a feedback whore. Five seconds of your time just makes my day and makes me write. Also I am a lemon writing virgin, so please don't be to rough! Lol. So yes, I will try to make Jack his ole Jacky self (much to the distaste of my SpellChecker) so please bare with me. If you'd like to beta great, e-mail me, if not, then this isn't beta'd. Ok you ready? (cuz I'm not) here we go with the STORY:
Chapter 1: Happily Ever After (?)
"For Gods sake lower your weapons!" The governor pleaded to the guards. With some reluctance they brought down their rifles and merely glared at the three figures who they surrounded.
Will stood, half in shock, half in utter disbelief. He had the queerest feeling he was not actually where he was, but rather looking down upon himself from some great height. He could see himself, looking brave despite the horrible vice that had seized his stomach and was now squeezing it mercilessly. He saw Elizabeth; jaw set, head high, staring defiantly at her father. He hadn't the slightest idea what she was doing there, until he saw the third figure. Jack Sparrow. Captain Jack Sparrow, as he preferred. A vague memory of the gallows danced through his memory, as well as a certain proclamation of love to a certain someone. And that was why that someone was standing by his side. That's right. He grimaced; it was all going according to plan. The master plan, of course. The courageous young hero gets the lovely damsel in distress.
However un-distressed the damsel may seem at present. That was always the way it went. And everyone was always happy in the story. He imagined that was why the endings always could proclaim 'And they All Lived Happily Ever After' with such confidence. It was just like the end of a fairytale. So why was he so unhappy.
That's right, the third party. Captain Jack. Will wasn't sure how he felt towards the mysterious captain. Like he wanted to hit him and- he wasn't sure what else. Just that he'd rather not marry Elizabeth. He was jolted back to his body when he heard a very familiar voice.
"Right well I think we've all reached a good place, spiritually, ecumenically, grammatically."
Jack, Jack's voice. And now he was saying other things, as he backed towards the battlements. But Will, being in a semi-dream state barely heard them. And in this dream state he backed up with the Captain, as the guards eyed the pirate with vehemence as he backed away from the Governors daughter. For protection, Will's mind told his feet as they moved with Jack's. He was standing a few feet away from Jack as the pirate balanced precariously on the battlements.
"-remember the day that you almost caught-"
The captain stopped speaking, and it was as the arm wrapped firmly around his waist, that Will became fully aware of the situation. He was about to pull away, but it was then he realized he was no longer standing vertically. But rather falling straight down over the side of a cliff. In Jack's arms.
"Hold on love." He whispered in that rum-laced way of his. Will was now in a new stupor of utter confusion at falling, and a rush of feelings he didn't understand. He was about to question Jack's statement, when they crashed through a cement wall. That's what it felt like anyway. As the sea hit them full force, it's blue surface giving them a smack, before letting them be submerged in her depths. The impact was so sharp, Will could almost imagine Jack saying:
'I'm not sure I deserved that...'
But all thoughts were wiped from his head as he realized that he was surrounded by blue, and sinking fast. He tried to swim, then remembered he couldn't, he then tried to claw upwards, but that only reminded him how much salt hurt when it infiltrated a wound. Said wound being the jagged cut that ran across his left palm. He flinched at the pain and drew back, deeper into the depths.
Shit. He thought as he descended yet further, the waning sun but a slight glimmer in his view. He couldn't believe it, he had fallen over a cliff with a pirate, not just any pirate, but Captain Jack, the pirate. And now he was going to drown. He silently (airlessly) cursed himself for not learning how to swim whilst on his adventure.
Just as little black spots began to eat his vision up, a calloused hand grabbed his forearm and yanked him -hard- up to the surface.
"Bloody whelp, can't get yer self killed yet. We've yet to make it to the Pearl."
Will was about to say something in protest, but water filled his mouth and he merely spluttered something incoherent about fish.
"You'd think ye'd have learned how ter swim. Bein on the sea an all." Grunted Jack as he propelled them slowly along towards the looming ship. "But noooo," Jack continued heartily "ye had ta worry about ya bonnie lass and all tha'." Jack grinned to himself "Hope she won't be a-missin ye to much. Good lass..,"
Will spluttered something else inaudible, realizing he was being practically kidnapped, yet doing little to prevent it. Part of his mind told him he should be back up on land, with Elizabeth, but a greater part seemed quite content to see where this current path was leading him. As the great ship loomed ever nearer Jack put more effort into his swimming, his bones gaining more strength, until at last they had bumped up against the hull.
A dubious looking rope swung over the edge to greet them. Despite its apparent fray, Jack took it without hesitation. Will was surprised to find them airborne again, and Jacks arm still securely around his waist. However the flight didn't last long and he soon found himself teetering on the deck of the Pearl, devoid of Jack's arm.
"Aye here she be. Welcome young William to the Black Pearl!" TBC... A/N Well what think you people? Don't worry Will's foreign feelings will soon become lustfully apparent. THE DRAMA THE MYSTERY! Lol, I don't know when I will be able to update since I have homework, but if I get positive reviews * hint hint * it might inspire me to type faster, savvy? Well I'll leave you to writing ur reviews.
Author: JackSparrowsWhore
Rating: R (go up later maybe.)
Summary: What if William was knocked off the battlements at the end by some outside force..(Jack) J/W
Warnings: This story contains a male/male relationship, this means hot guys doing raunchy things to other hot guys. If this isn't your thing, I advise you to leave.
Disclaimer: This is my least fav part..admitting they aren't mine. (Which they aren't don't sue me! I have but one shiny penny.)
Archive: AFF, anywhere else, just ask it's yours.
Author Notes: I am just one lowly writing major who adores Johnny Depp. Hurt me not. Also I am not only Jack's Whore, I am also a feedback whore. Five seconds of your time just makes my day and makes me write. Also I am a lemon writing virgin, so please don't be to rough! Lol. So yes, I will try to make Jack his ole Jacky self (much to the distaste of my SpellChecker) so please bare with me. If you'd like to beta great, e-mail me, if not, then this isn't beta'd. Ok you ready? (cuz I'm not) here we go with the STORY:
Chapter 1: Happily Ever After (?)
"For Gods sake lower your weapons!" The governor pleaded to the guards. With some reluctance they brought down their rifles and merely glared at the three figures who they surrounded.
Will stood, half in shock, half in utter disbelief. He had the queerest feeling he was not actually where he was, but rather looking down upon himself from some great height. He could see himself, looking brave despite the horrible vice that had seized his stomach and was now squeezing it mercilessly. He saw Elizabeth; jaw set, head high, staring defiantly at her father. He hadn't the slightest idea what she was doing there, until he saw the third figure. Jack Sparrow. Captain Jack Sparrow, as he preferred. A vague memory of the gallows danced through his memory, as well as a certain proclamation of love to a certain someone. And that was why that someone was standing by his side. That's right. He grimaced; it was all going according to plan. The master plan, of course. The courageous young hero gets the lovely damsel in distress.
However un-distressed the damsel may seem at present. That was always the way it went. And everyone was always happy in the story. He imagined that was why the endings always could proclaim 'And they All Lived Happily Ever After' with such confidence. It was just like the end of a fairytale. So why was he so unhappy.
That's right, the third party. Captain Jack. Will wasn't sure how he felt towards the mysterious captain. Like he wanted to hit him and- he wasn't sure what else. Just that he'd rather not marry Elizabeth. He was jolted back to his body when he heard a very familiar voice.
"Right well I think we've all reached a good place, spiritually, ecumenically, grammatically."
Jack, Jack's voice. And now he was saying other things, as he backed towards the battlements. But Will, being in a semi-dream state barely heard them. And in this dream state he backed up with the Captain, as the guards eyed the pirate with vehemence as he backed away from the Governors daughter. For protection, Will's mind told his feet as they moved with Jack's. He was standing a few feet away from Jack as the pirate balanced precariously on the battlements.
"-remember the day that you almost caught-"
The captain stopped speaking, and it was as the arm wrapped firmly around his waist, that Will became fully aware of the situation. He was about to pull away, but it was then he realized he was no longer standing vertically. But rather falling straight down over the side of a cliff. In Jack's arms.
"Hold on love." He whispered in that rum-laced way of his. Will was now in a new stupor of utter confusion at falling, and a rush of feelings he didn't understand. He was about to question Jack's statement, when they crashed through a cement wall. That's what it felt like anyway. As the sea hit them full force, it's blue surface giving them a smack, before letting them be submerged in her depths. The impact was so sharp, Will could almost imagine Jack saying:
'I'm not sure I deserved that...'
But all thoughts were wiped from his head as he realized that he was surrounded by blue, and sinking fast. He tried to swim, then remembered he couldn't, he then tried to claw upwards, but that only reminded him how much salt hurt when it infiltrated a wound. Said wound being the jagged cut that ran across his left palm. He flinched at the pain and drew back, deeper into the depths.
Shit. He thought as he descended yet further, the waning sun but a slight glimmer in his view. He couldn't believe it, he had fallen over a cliff with a pirate, not just any pirate, but Captain Jack, the pirate. And now he was going to drown. He silently (airlessly) cursed himself for not learning how to swim whilst on his adventure.
Just as little black spots began to eat his vision up, a calloused hand grabbed his forearm and yanked him -hard- up to the surface.
"Bloody whelp, can't get yer self killed yet. We've yet to make it to the Pearl."
Will was about to say something in protest, but water filled his mouth and he merely spluttered something incoherent about fish.
"You'd think ye'd have learned how ter swim. Bein on the sea an all." Grunted Jack as he propelled them slowly along towards the looming ship. "But noooo," Jack continued heartily "ye had ta worry about ya bonnie lass and all tha'." Jack grinned to himself "Hope she won't be a-missin ye to much. Good lass..,"
Will spluttered something else inaudible, realizing he was being practically kidnapped, yet doing little to prevent it. Part of his mind told him he should be back up on land, with Elizabeth, but a greater part seemed quite content to see where this current path was leading him. As the great ship loomed ever nearer Jack put more effort into his swimming, his bones gaining more strength, until at last they had bumped up against the hull.
A dubious looking rope swung over the edge to greet them. Despite its apparent fray, Jack took it without hesitation. Will was surprised to find them airborne again, and Jacks arm still securely around his waist. However the flight didn't last long and he soon found himself teetering on the deck of the Pearl, devoid of Jack's arm.
"Aye here she be. Welcome young William to the Black Pearl!" TBC... A/N Well what think you people? Don't worry Will's foreign feelings will soon become lustfully apparent. THE DRAMA THE MYSTERY! Lol, I don't know when I will be able to update since I have homework, but if I get positive reviews * hint hint * it might inspire me to type faster, savvy? Well I'll leave you to writing ur reviews.