Title: Smother Me
Rating: R/Mature
Paring: Will/Jack
Summery: Will has been hurt, abused, and everything else you can imagine. He has to escape, but to where? Who will he find? A certain infamous pirate! (I am horrible with summaries.)
Warning: Prostitution, abuse, and slash.
Also, I hate it when people try REALLY hard to make the pirate voices, it just sounds horrible and it's hard to read. So…I'm just going to use a regular voice and try my hardest to keep the characters like how they would act.
Chapter 5 and/or 6
A new day started and the sun shone brightly. The wind blew softly and gave
the crew members a nice breeze as they cleaned the ship. Will came out of
his cabin, dressed in the new clothes that Gibbs had given him. He felt
refreshed and new, like he was starting to live again. He walked around the
ship looking for Gibbs. Gibbs has been meaning to talk to Will; he had
called for him earlier that day.
Will found Gibbs at the side of the ship, drinking his bottle of rum. He was
joking around and laughing with the other crew members. Will walked up to
them casually and greeted them. They all exchanged a few words before Will pulled
Gibbs aside.
"What did you need to tell me?" Will asked curiously, looking at Gibbs, his hand on the older mans shoulder.
"Aye, Will, the Captain has been wanting to speak to ya," He said to Will, taking a swig of his rum. He smiled and with the back of his hand wiped his mouth clean.
"But don't ya worry! He won't throw you out again, you're clean! Gibbs laughed and patted Will on the back. He then walked back to the crew, his legs wobbling around barley being able to keep him steady.
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Jack sat in his room, staring blankly at the floor and waiting for the young
Turner boy to show up. He needed to speak to him about certain things, get
some information out in the open. He subconsciously grabbed his bottle of
rum, almost tipping it over when he grabbed it. It had become more of a reflex at this point. He heard a knock at his door and yelled for Will to come in already knowing who was at the door.
"What took you so long to get here, did you trip over your feet?" Jack asked
rudely, taking another drink from his bottle. He glanced up and smirked at
Will's angry face.
"Why do you always insist on making me angry?" Will asked him, his face
turning into a scowl, his eyes giving death glances at Jack.
Jack's face grew into a bigger smirk and he cocked his eyebrows up. "Why do you insist on coming aboard me ship?" Jack smugly answered back. "What made you want to come anyway?" Jack said, eyeing Will up and down. "I've been meaning to talk to
you about that."
Will looked at him uncomfortably. Jack noticed how the young boy seemed to have shrunk back into himself. He shifted around and played with his
hands. He looked down at the floor, causing some of his hair to cover his face.
'He's nervous, how cute' Jack thought to himself. Noticing what he had said he shook his head, and made a gagging face.
"Jack? Are you alright?" Will asked, his forehead creasing, and his voice revealed some concern. He tentatively walked over to Jack and was about to put his hand on his forehead, when Jack shoved his hand away.
"What do you think your doing!? Speak! Why are you on my ship!" Jack growled at him, acknowledging when Will recoiled back and closed his eyes when Jack yelled. Will fiddled around with his thumbs, and rocked back and forth on his heels, all the while keeping his head down.
"Well," Will started his voice low, and his heart beating fast. "I just needed to get away from my life there. So, I thought I should get on the next ship that came to dock," he replied, stumbling over his words, still focusing on the wooden floor.
"I suspect you're lying to the captain. When you came aboard me ship and
Gibbs found you, he said you were bloodied and bruised, and you were
terribly skinny. You came into my cabin, and when I saw you he was right.
What happened that made you want to leave?" Jack asked, sounding quite
confident in himself as he attempted to pry the answers from the boy. He
glanced at Will with an unreadable, though maybe slightly cocky, expression
"Why do you care, anyway? It's none of your business, Captain Jack," Will snapped fiercely, spitting out the words Captain Jack mockingly, as if they left a bad taste in his
mouth.
"You came aboard me ship, and I demand you tell me why! Or... I'll just
throw you out of my ship!" Jack retorted, getting slightly annoyed with Will
despite his efforts to keep his cool.
Will looked up at him in defeat, and told him how he had managed to come on
board Jack's ship. When he finished they were both silent for a while. Jack
looked at Will, who was staring down at his feet. It took Will all that he had to not cry from embarrassment. His face heated up and his eyes watered, but he refused to cry. He wouldn't.
Jack finally got up and looked at Will. He felt something strange tug at his
heart. He actually felt bad for the young boy. He shook his head, trying to
rid the thoughts. He sighed softly, and not knowing what to say, quickly and
briefly hugged the young boy.
Will looked up, surprised etched all over his face. He had never had the
Captain say or do something nice for him. 'Now he hugs me and doesn't say
any curt remark?' Embarrassed by his actions, Jack tried to make it up, make
it seem as though he hadn't meant to do anything comforting for the boy.
"What did you expect? Now get out of my cabin before I throw you out!" Jack
demanded, opening the door and indicating for Will to get out. Will left
without another word and went in search of Gibbs to tell him what had
happened.
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It had been a few weeks since that incident, and Jack had begun to act nicer toward Will. They talked more, and developed a friendship. Even so, they would still get into their arguments and Jack would always win. Why you ask? Well, simply because he is Captain Jack Sparrow. He always got what he wanted. He remembered one of the first times Jack had been kind to him.
Flashback!
Jack came out of his cabin toward the evening of the day. The sun was disappearing, but was not completely gone yet. He looked around and saw Will, sitting by himself not with the other crew members, who were all over on the other side of the ship talking and laughing. He was concerned for him, and wanted to know what had been bothering him.
He walked over to Will, and stood behind him for a few seconds, deciding what to say. He found the words and opened his mouth ready to talk.
"What's been troubling you mate?" Jack asked Will, who was sitting on the side of the ship, staring out into the ocean. Will turned around and looked at Jack with sad eyes, but did not say anything. He turned back around and hugged himself, and buried his head in his hands. 'He looks so small, so vulnerable poor lad.' Jack thought to himself, and moved closer to Will.
""Come on Will, you can tell Captain Jack," he said with a grin, placing his hand on Will's shoulder. His grin fell when Will did not smile back. But, he did not fail to notice the small flinch Will gave at the sudden contact. Jack took his hand off of Will slowly. He silently stood next to Will and leaned down on the side of the ship. He spoke softly "Will, just close your eyes, and pretend it's all a bad dream. That's how I get by." He squeezed Wills knee, trying to reassure him everything would be ok. Jack then left without saying another word.
End Flashback
Will had started to warm up to Jack too. He wasn't as annoyed with him as
when he first got onto the ship. They were headed off in a good direction
and Will was glad. He had never been happier, and something in Wills heart
kept nagging at him, he kept noticing all the small things Jack would do.
Whenever Jack was frustrated or annoyed he'd reach for his bottle of rum.
Whenever he was upset he would bark orders at the men, and argue with them
to vent out his anger. When Jack was upset the only thing that had made him
feel better was to make one of the crew members angry. When Jack was happy,
he'd let the crew take a break and drink rum, and he'd get very drunk.
Drunken Jack was very amusing to Will. He would stumble around and whisper
sweet nothings into Will's ear, causing Will to blush furiously. Jack would
just smile a cheeky smile. He'd sway around and smile and crack jokes to the
other crew members.
So it would be safe to say that Will and Jack had become closer. Everything
seemed to be going fine, and Will was happy for that. It seemed though; Will was having a growing attraction to the pirate, and it grew every day.
On this particular night, Jack was very drunk. He stumbled around giggling, and making an ass out of himself. He swayed around and flirted with Will. His cheeks were a shade of light pink, and his eyes were bloodshot, and they drooped down. Some of the dark coal under his eyes smeared, and his breath reeked of alcohol.
"Will!" Jack called beckoning for Will to follow him. Will had a small smile on his face, and he followed Jack to the other side of the ship. He helped Jack up when he almost fell to the floor, 'He's so drunk! I wonder how much rum he had this time.' Will thought to himself and continued to be the support Jack needed to help him walk to the other side.
Once there, Jack had looked up at Will with his hazy eyes. He hiccupped and smiled, and touched Will's face with his hand. He softly rubs his thumb in circles on Will's soft cheek. 'He must be out of his mind!' thought Will, as Jack studied his face.
"You're so pretty, Will." Jack said as he stopped softly rubbing his thumb on Wills cheek. Jack leaned in close to Will, and stared at him straight in the eyes. "Don't let anybody tell you other wise, love" Jack said softly, he seemed to be sobering up by now.
Will's heartbeat rose and he felt his heart throbbing in his chest. He couldn't believe that Jack was complimenting him. Will looked up at Jack not knowing what to say. His body froze and it seemed that time had seemed to stop.
Jack put both his hands on Will's face, his rings made Will shudder. Jack leaned into Will, and was about to kiss him, but Will pulled away.
"No, Jack your drunk. You don't know what you're doing," Will said softly, his voice wavering. Will pulled Jack's hands down and gently moved them back to Jack's body. 'He doesn't know what he's doing, he will regret it and I wont be able to handle that' Will thought sadly, as he walked away from Jack.
If he would have looked back, he would have seen Jack's hurt face. He would have known that Jack meant it, that he was sober. Jack stood there, not being able to believe what had just happened. He was just about to tell Will how he felt, but Will pushed him away.
Jack grumbled to himself. 'Next time, I'll do it better. I can't really blame Will though. I was drunk before, I suppose he couldn't tell.' Jack shook his head and walked back to his cabin. He stayed up for hours, thinking about what had happened between him and Will.
At least he knew there was some hope. 'I suppose I should have waited for a better time, next time Jack, next time.' he said to himself, blowing out the candles in his room and falling asleep.
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Will started blankly at the ceiling of his cabin. His entire body felt numb, and he felt lightheaded. 'What if Jack was sober? What if he meant it, and I pushed him away?' Will thought franticly and began pacing the room.
'It would be my fault, I pushed him away. He won't want me anymore.' Will thought over what he just said. 'Want me? I didn't even know he liked me.' Will found this as a good thing, to make himself feel better about tonight.
He shook his head and lay back down on his bed. He had to stop thinking about it, but he couldn't. He had immediately loved how Jack spoke softly to him, instead of screaming at him, and cursing at him.
He loved how he held his face in his hands, so gently and not rough. Not pushing his fingernails into his skin to make him bleed purposely. Will regretted turning Jack down, he wanted to feel how Jacks lips felt against his own.
He yearned to feel Jacks soft touch against his face again. He wanted to have another body next to him, so he wouldn't feel so alone. He wanted Jack sleeping next to him; making Will feel protected during the night.
Will was immediately addicted to Jack, as was everyone else. But, in a different way than everybody else. He was starting to fall in love with the pirate captains who only a few weeks ago, were enemies. Will smiled slightly to himself, and covered himself in the blankets and drifted off to sleep.
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Hey, thanks for the reviews! Reviews Happiness! I'm going to start adding titles to the Chapters, so it won't seem so…Dull. BTW something important that I HOPE you read.
This story I am writing is a love story. ) not a Sex story. If all you want is the sex with Jack and Will, terribly sorry but I'm not going to write it.