Title: Happily Ever After
Author: JackSparrowsWhore
Rating: NC-17
Go! Pairing: Jack Sparrow/Will Summary: What if William was knocked off the battlements at the end by some outside force..(Jack) 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.) 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. Archive: AFF, anywhere else, just ask it's yours. Author Notes: Wow, I love you guys! Your reviews are an inspiration! I got the soundtrack to PotC -yay- and was bouncing about to it as I wrote this. This is un-beta'd, if you would like to beta for me, I would be just pink, e-mail me. I would also like to apologize for Will being a lil outta whack, I guess I really wished he was a lot more vulnerable in the movie. Mostly so there could be Will/Jack cuddling. Sadly Disney is stupid. lol. I would also like to apologize for the shortness of this chapter, and uuum before we get started. Please don't harm me, as you may be tempted to do so after reading this. (hehehehehe)
Will sat, admittedly dryer, glaring at the door. Anamaria had shown him to the 1st mates quarters, adjacent to the captains apartments he had noted.
The clothing that Jack had deemed appropriate for him consisted of an off- white very loose shirt, that blanketed his lean albeit muscular frame. The loose material hung limply off one shoulder, exposing a good quarter of a half-tanned chest. The shirt was joined by more aptly fitting blueish breeches. There was a table, a stool, a half-bed half torture device. It was fine.
Except it wasn't. He had no idea what was happening. He hadn't cried since well... Admittedly since Elizabeth had been taken. But he hadn't told a soul about that. And now, well, as much as he felt obliged to Elizabeth, and bonded to her, the Pearl had an alluring pull to it. Something inexplicable. *Something* disrupted his thoughts, swinging open the door without so much as a knock, and swaggering over to the stool.
"Feelin better are we?" Jack propped his legs up on the table, pulled out a flask of rum as if from nowhere, and proceeded to drink heartily from it. He then looked at Will.
At wasn't the right word. Will felt as though he was being looked in. As in Jack looked *in*him. His dark chocolate eyes penetrating something in Will, that had remained, up until this point un-penatrated. He didn't know how long they held that stare. He did however know when it ended. When Will blinked, almost sheepishly.
But he would not lose his dignity again.
"Elizabeth." he blurted.
"Wot?"
"Elizabeth, I love her."
Something wild passed across Jack's expression, but it passed too quickly for Will to interpret whatever it was.
"Are ye sure abou' tha'?"
"About what?"
"Tha' ye love 'er."
"Y-yes." but he had faltered, showing his weakness to the one predator who could bring him down.
Jack had gotten to his feet, and began to stalk towards his prey.
"Do ye love 'er, passionatly, deeply. Do ye love her to the point where wha' ever you think, makes ye think of 'er. Whenever someone says anythin' worth sayin' you wish she could share it wit ye'." Jack had cornered Will against a wall, and lowered his voice considerably.
"An' every time ye see 'er, makes ye want to rip off 'er corset and make....deep....passionate...love to 'er?" Will blushed of course.
"Well no-not really."
Jack was so close to Will that the former-blacksmith could feel Jack's body heat, pulsating off him in hot waves.
"Ye said nay?"
Will nodded.
"Oh. Good then. It'll all wor' out. Tha' it will. Good nigh', I'll see ye tomorro' brigh' an early." Jack gave him an obvious wink, and strode out a little more cheerfully then he had strode in. Will felt himself become suddenly very cold. He also felt like someone had sent little jolts of electricity through his bones, and had to sit down.
Will again stared mystified at the door. TBC....
A/N: Sorry about the teasing, please don't hurt me! lol, sorry to ruin 'stubborn Jack' but now he can be stubborn in a new way! yay! lol well as always reviews will make me stop and write something right away. lol, also I am hoping u people are noticing my stupid puns such as 'he had the queerest feeling' and such, as i took the care to make them subtle and not gawdy. lol, rEvIeW for the WHORE! ok then! lol till chapter 4!
Go! Pairing: Jack Sparrow/Will Summary: What if William was knocked off the battlements at the end by some outside force..(Jack) 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.) 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. Archive: AFF, anywhere else, just ask it's yours. Author Notes: Wow, I love you guys! Your reviews are an inspiration! I got the soundtrack to PotC -yay- and was bouncing about to it as I wrote this. This is un-beta'd, if you would like to beta for me, I would be just pink, e-mail me. I would also like to apologize for Will being a lil outta whack, I guess I really wished he was a lot more vulnerable in the movie. Mostly so there could be Will/Jack cuddling. Sadly Disney is stupid. lol. I would also like to apologize for the shortness of this chapter, and uuum before we get started. Please don't harm me, as you may be tempted to do so after reading this. (hehehehehe)
Will sat, admittedly dryer, glaring at the door. Anamaria had shown him to the 1st mates quarters, adjacent to the captains apartments he had noted.
The clothing that Jack had deemed appropriate for him consisted of an off- white very loose shirt, that blanketed his lean albeit muscular frame. The loose material hung limply off one shoulder, exposing a good quarter of a half-tanned chest. The shirt was joined by more aptly fitting blueish breeches. There was a table, a stool, a half-bed half torture device. It was fine.
Except it wasn't. He had no idea what was happening. He hadn't cried since well... Admittedly since Elizabeth had been taken. But he hadn't told a soul about that. And now, well, as much as he felt obliged to Elizabeth, and bonded to her, the Pearl had an alluring pull to it. Something inexplicable. *Something* disrupted his thoughts, swinging open the door without so much as a knock, and swaggering over to the stool.
"Feelin better are we?" Jack propped his legs up on the table, pulled out a flask of rum as if from nowhere, and proceeded to drink heartily from it. He then looked at Will.
At wasn't the right word. Will felt as though he was being looked in. As in Jack looked *in*him. His dark chocolate eyes penetrating something in Will, that had remained, up until this point un-penatrated. He didn't know how long they held that stare. He did however know when it ended. When Will blinked, almost sheepishly.
But he would not lose his dignity again.
"Elizabeth." he blurted.
"Wot?"
"Elizabeth, I love her."
Something wild passed across Jack's expression, but it passed too quickly for Will to interpret whatever it was.
"Are ye sure abou' tha'?"
"About what?"
"Tha' ye love 'er."
"Y-yes." but he had faltered, showing his weakness to the one predator who could bring him down.
Jack had gotten to his feet, and began to stalk towards his prey.
"Do ye love 'er, passionatly, deeply. Do ye love her to the point where wha' ever you think, makes ye think of 'er. Whenever someone says anythin' worth sayin' you wish she could share it wit ye'." Jack had cornered Will against a wall, and lowered his voice considerably.
"An' every time ye see 'er, makes ye want to rip off 'er corset and make....deep....passionate...love to 'er?" Will blushed of course.
"Well no-not really."
Jack was so close to Will that the former-blacksmith could feel Jack's body heat, pulsating off him in hot waves.
"Ye said nay?"
Will nodded.
"Oh. Good then. It'll all wor' out. Tha' it will. Good nigh', I'll see ye tomorro' brigh' an early." Jack gave him an obvious wink, and strode out a little more cheerfully then he had strode in. Will felt himself become suddenly very cold. He also felt like someone had sent little jolts of electricity through his bones, and had to sit down.
Will again stared mystified at the door. TBC....
A/N: Sorry about the teasing, please don't hurt me! lol, sorry to ruin 'stubborn Jack' but now he can be stubborn in a new way! yay! lol well as always reviews will make me stop and write something right away. lol, also I am hoping u people are noticing my stupid puns such as 'he had the queerest feeling' and such, as i took the care to make them subtle and not gawdy. lol, rEvIeW for the WHORE! ok then! lol till chapter 4!