Chapter 5: Storm Warning
Jack pressed his lips against the lush and kiss swollen lips of his beautiful young lover. He relished the soft moan of pleasure breathed into his own mouth as his tongue plundered the warm, wet cavern opened for his delectation. Jack had his weight balanced on his left arm in the relatively narrow bunk and he trailed his right down to the thick pubic pelt and rubbed seductively, earning a groan as his lover broke their kiss and arched into the caress. He slid his hand lower, caressing heavy, velvety flesh and the groan turned into whimpers of need. Teasing, Jack moved his hand upwards to play with twin dark nipples that begged silently to be gently tortured with pinches and tugs.
"Please, Jack," a voice hoarse with need softly pleaded. Jack could and would not deny such a plea from the heart. Shifting between wantonly spread, smooth golden legs; Jack engulfed his lover's straining erection.
Will wailed Jack's name as he felt suction and heat envelop his engorged flesh. His hands wrapped in Jack's hair, simply holding, touching, as Jack worked Will's shaft.
Angling his head, Jack ensured he could see his younger lover as Will's head thrashed from side to side in unrestrained pleasure, dark curls fanning their pillows. He smiled around his precious mouthful and teased Will's secret opening with a saliva-slick calloused finger. As he pressed into Will's nether port, he sucked hard and Will's essence exploded into his mouth.
Will screamed Jack's name as the older man unerringly found his hidden jewel and climaxed hard, convulsing beneath his sturdier mate.
When Jack was certain he had swallowed all his love could offer, he cradled the slighter man to his chest while Will recovered. Jack amazed himself that he enjoyed post-coital cuddling so much, but then he enjoyed a great many more things now he had the other half of his soul in his arms. The greatest treasure the pirate could ever have wished to find: Will Turner.
"Love you," Will murmured nuzzling into Jack's dark dreadlocks.
"Love ye, Treasure," Jack replied tightening his grip a little. "So happy, my sweet. So happy." He smiled down at the flushed face that gazed in open adoration up at him.
"Me too," Will breathed. "Make love with me?"
"Aye, luv, that I will," Jack's smile widened. "But when I come inside your beautiful body I intend for ye to be spending with me." He reached for their oil, an almond flavoured oil that Will had shown preference for.
Jack coated a single digit and worked it between Will's taut cheeks into the precious portal. Will canted his hips to show his eagerness and Jack smiled again. As he used his fingers of one hand to prepare the delicate channel, he used mouth, lips and his other hand to touch and caress Will, gradually reawakening the younger man's spent sex. Finally Jack rubbed three fingers insistently across Will's sweet spot, and the writhing young man begged to be filled, his flesh fully aroused. Jack draped the long limbs over his shoulders as he lined his aching shaft against Will's glistening portal.
"Love you, Will," he groaned as tight, slick heat enveloped him. "So tight, so good."
Jack leant to capture Will's lips as he began to thrust.
Will's hands roamed over the muscular back and shoulders, his lips seeking any flesh he could reach.
"Take me, my Captain," Will husked. "Make me yours."
Jack growled at the submissive words, so at odds with the confident, independent young man who was the 'Pearl's' first mate and onship blacksmith. Only Jack saw Will needy, begging, and submissive; just as only Will saw the real Jack Sparrow. Jack began to thrust hard and deep wanting to give Will the pleasure the younger man wanted; the pleasure only Jack had or would ever give him.
"Want your essence in me, Jack," Will moaned.
"Don't worry, my lovely," Jack crooned. "Ol' Jack knows what you need and he'll give it to ye." Will's hands caressed the pirate's nipples and Jack felt liquid fire in his loins. He reached between them, pulling at Will's hard shaft in time with the strokes to Will's hidden jewel and the boy erupted beneath him screaming his joy. His roar, just seconds later heralded Jack's own joy as his seed pulsed deep into the beloved body. He leant down, sucking hard at a succulent morsel of Will's throat to leave his boy marked outside as well as inside.
For long minutes they lay entwined, enjoying the comfortable, close contact. They mourned the loss of Jack's softening flesh from Will's safe harbour. Will peppered kisses across Jack's face until the older pirate's stomach rumbled. Will laughed as Jack swatted the pert, naked bottom.
"Breakfast, whelp," he growled, the twinkle in his eye belying the words. "Come on, lovely," he added pulling Will to his feet. Laughing, the two men dressed and moved from the cabin to face the new day.
The day progressed as normal, Will spending time in the ship's forge repairing some weaponry before banking down the fire and seeking out his Captain on deck. He frowned at the dark clouds that had gathered and the spots of rain that heralded the onslaught of a storm. He strode to Jack's side at the wheel.
"Storm, Captain?" he asked.
"Aye, luv," Jack growled, kissing his love quickly, briefly pulling him to his side. He then pushed Will between his body and the wheel pf the 'Pearl', moulding himself possessively to the lithe body. Storms were something of an aphrodisiac to the seasoned pirate.
"Will you tend to me if I fall prey to sea-sickness, my Captain," Will whispered seductively leaning his head back on Jack's shoulder.
"Aye, luv" Jack leered. "I have an unfailing cure for mal de mer," Jack pressed a noticeable bulge against Will's taut backside. Will ground back earning himself a muttered "Teasing whelp." Jack's hands left the wheel in Will's care as they gripped the boy's slender hips. "I'll take real good care of ye below decks," he added, nipping at the nape of Will's neck. "Wait here a minute."
Jack moved away from the wheel to make his final orders as lightening and thunder rolled around the ship. Light and noise almost simultaneous.
Will smiled despite the rain. Jack was even more beautiful to Will's eyes when so in command. He felt his breeches tighten in anticipation. An inner sense made him glance upwards at another flash and bang and the young man saw part of the rigging snap free, falling to where Jack and Gibbs stood oblivious. Will's voice was lost in the sounds of the storm and so he hurtled himself towards the two men, shouting for them to get clear.
Jack and Gibbs turned to see Will racing panic-stricken towards them, but couldn't make out his warning. Will pushed Jack into Gibbs sending the older men to the floor as the rigging swung down. Will felt a searing pain in his shoulder seconds before a blow so hard to the back of his head he was unconscious before falling face first onto the deck of the 'Pearl'.
