Title: You and Me and the Sea

Author: Helena Handbasket maximumelf@yahoo.ca

Pairing: Will/Jack

Fandom: POTC

Rating: R

Beta: Becca (thanks sweetie!)

Note: Written for the Characters In Bloom March “No Magic Words” challenge.

Summary: Will wants Jack to say the words.

 

“I want to hear you say it, Jack.”

Oh, what was the whelp on about this time?

Will crossed his arms over his chest. “Jack!”

Jack just drummed his hands on the side of the wheel.

Will frowned. It was closer to a pout, actually. Jack couldn't stand that.

Jack waved his hands around in the air and drew shapes Will did not recognize. “Stop being so childish, Will. You’re here, aren’t you?”

“And you think that’s enough?”

Jack nodded violently. “Trust me. It’s more than enough.”

“You promised you would.”

“Would what? Say it?”

“Yes. And the other thing.”

Jack slinked over to where Will leaned against the railing. “Aye, that I did. But what about that other thing, then, eh?”

Will tried to step to the side, to get away from Jack, but the captain’s hands gripped the rail on either side of him. He was trapped.

Jack ginned and leaned forward, which bent Will back over the rail. He looked delicious like that, with his back arched and his goods thrust out so prominently. Jack wriggled his hips and brushed the large bulge in his pants across Will’s corresponding swelling.

“I thought you were looking forward to the other thing,” Jack said in a seductive voice.

Will tried to shrink back from the temptation of Jack’s firm, lean body. And his firm and not so lean prick was prodding him insistently, and making his own prick get hard. The pirate’s mouth was inches from his, Will could see gold teeth glinting at him from within.

“Do you want me to make an honest man of you?” Jack murmured.

“You led me to believe you might.”

Jack pushed harder against Will and shrugged. “Can’t,” he said.

Will twisted his whole body in an attempt to free himself. It only succeeded in making Jack’s hard prick even harder, and instead of pressing into Will’s bulge it now stabbed at him just below his balls, as if it wanted to get past the pants and into Will right away. Will yelled, “You lied!”

Jack laughed. “Pirate!”

Will gave up the struggle and went very still. That way he wouldn’t encourage Jack any more.

Jack liked it when Will gave up and went limp. Every part of him went limp, that is, except for his prick, which made a long, thick ridge in his pants just beside where Jack’s prick pressed against him.

“Will,” Jack whispered. The lowness of his voice sent shivers down Will’s spine. “You know you like the other thing.”

Will blinked back the tears that stung in his eye. He did like it. God help him, he loved it, every minute of it. He nodded, unable to renounce his desire.

“So why are you making such a fuss over this, eh? It’s just you and me and the sea and that makes for a very entertaining time, in my books. Why bring all that other rubbish into it?” He undulated against Will.

Will let out a sigh. He would give in. He always did. He answered by bending back a little more so he pressed up into Jack where it really counted.

“And tonight in my cabin, it will be just you and me and my mouth on your prick. Will that make you happy?”

Will nodded, feeling a bit delirious. It might have been the way he was bend back over the railing with his upper body hovering over the water so far below. It might have been vertigo. It might have been Jack’s hand, which rubbed over his hardness, teasing him.

“Let’s get ourselves safely anchored in Tortuga, mate, and then we’ll take care of the other thing. Accord?”

Will bobbed his head up and down. He couldn’t wait to get to Tortuga to deal with the other thing. He had spent to entire trip so far learning how to take care of Jack’s needs. He had gotten quite skilled with his hands by playing with Jack’s prick. He had gotten used to having Jack in his mouth and was so used to the taste of it he even liked it now. And Jack was good about pleasing him back again in the same ways. But the other thing had to happen sooner or later.

Jack had been teasing him with it. He would whisper about it, using lewd words that Will couldn’t even say out loud. He would moan and say how tight and hot Will would feel when they finally did it. He would touch, softly, between Will’s legs and across Will’s butt. He would inch his fingers down and press around, close to but not on, the little starburst opening there. Will wanted him to touch. He was desperate for it. He knew he would love having Jack inside him from the first time they kissed. He had never done it before, but he just knew he would love it.

But he didn’t want to do it until Jack said the words. He had to think of a way to force Jack to say them.

He also knew how much Jack liked it when he was passive. So he spread his legs a little and scooted up a bit on the railing. Now Jack’s prick was poking at him under his balls. Jack groaned from the new heat. Will was a furnace between his legs, and Jack couldn’t wait to plunge inside his depths.

Will tipped his head back. He could see the ocean, upside down, and the sun sparkling on the water. He didn’t care that it made him more dizzy. Jack licked up Will’s long throat. He loved the taste of the younger man, the feel of his skin and the muscles under the skin. He had never desired another so intensely before. He jerked his hips and Will’s legs spread wider, until Jack was pressing up against his opening. Only two layers of pants lay between him and his goal.

“Fine,” Jack said hoarsely. “You win.”

Will lifted his head and looked at the pirate’s black eyes.

“But if I say it, can we let Tortuga wait a little longer and go below deck right now?”

Will nodded, breathless.

“Right, then. Will Turner, I want you to forget about Elizabeth and join my crew to stay with me forever and ever.”

Will slid down off the railing and wrapped his arms around Jack’s waist. “I thought you’d never ask.”

End