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lisaroquin.livejournal.com posting in slashthedrabble Mar. 12th, 2005 03:08 pm)title: Shiny Gold
author: lisa roquin
rating: R
fandom: Pirates of the Carribbean
pairing: Jack/Will
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slashthedrabble adornment challenge
wordcount: 400
Captain Jack Sparrow had reached the end of his admittedly short patience. Luckily, he was easily distractable, or the limit to his patience would have been reached far quicker.
Rum was nice. Not as nice as chocolate-eyed blacksmiths. In fact rum was a poor substitute for blacksmith's with chocolate eyes, thick rich brown curls that were made to run fighers through. Curls made to grip when that pretty mouth was wrapped around his cock. Very pretty mouth it was too. One that talked all prim and proper but could possibly make even Anamaria blush when Jack's tongue or cock was in that lovely tight arse.
Jack brought the bottle to his lips again. No. It couldn't be! It was too awaful to contemplate.
He tilted his head back. Nothing.
He held out the bottle and turned it upside down. Not a drop dripped.
"First me Will's gone, now me rum's gone too."
"is this what you've done the entire two weeks I've been gone?"
"A man needs something to keep him warm, savvy?"
"It's July in the tropics," the prim voice was smiling.
Jack pouted. "Me bed was empty."
"It better well ought to have been!"
"It shouldn't've been emtpy. You should've been in it!"
"I'm here now."
Jack grinned and clambored to his feet with just a little more weaving to his step than usual.
"So y' are"
"I'll make it up to you, my being a little late."
"A day is a little. A week is...is...too bloody long! Savvy?"
"Mmmm, far too long," Will agreed. "But I brought you something shiny.."
"Shiny?" Jack was only slightly distracted by that. Will was taking off his boots which left Jack with a lovely veiw of Will's backside.
"Gold-shiny"
"Gold? Gold's nice. But no amount of gold is worth you being gon an extra week, savvy?" Jack declared. Then he frowned, "It's not cursed gold is it? Had enough of that." Safest to ask about that.
"Not cursed," Will grinned wickedly. "But it might induce some profanity."
Jack's eyebrow disappeared under his headscarf.
Will unlaced his shirt and pulled it over his head. Gold. Shiny.
Jack's jaw dropped. He took four weaving steps toward Will, his hands fluttered wildly in front of him as his mouth opened and closed wordlessly, eyes fixated on Will's flat stomach.
Jack bent down to lick the shiny new gold ring in Will's belly button.
author: lisa roquin
rating: R
fandom: Pirates of the Carribbean
pairing: Jack/Will
disclaimer: all copyrighted characters and their "universes" belong to their respective authors, writers, creators, production companies, producers and long lists of people that are so very much not me. Quite simply, if you recognize it, it isn't mine. No profit made, no harm intended, just having fun.
author's note:
slashthedrabble adornment challengewordcount: 400
Captain Jack Sparrow had reached the end of his admittedly short patience. Luckily, he was easily distractable, or the limit to his patience would have been reached far quicker.
Rum was nice. Not as nice as chocolate-eyed blacksmiths. In fact rum was a poor substitute for blacksmith's with chocolate eyes, thick rich brown curls that were made to run fighers through. Curls made to grip when that pretty mouth was wrapped around his cock. Very pretty mouth it was too. One that talked all prim and proper but could possibly make even Anamaria blush when Jack's tongue or cock was in that lovely tight arse.
Jack brought the bottle to his lips again. No. It couldn't be! It was too awaful to contemplate.
He tilted his head back. Nothing.
He held out the bottle and turned it upside down. Not a drop dripped.
"First me Will's gone, now me rum's gone too."
"is this what you've done the entire two weeks I've been gone?"
"A man needs something to keep him warm, savvy?"
"It's July in the tropics," the prim voice was smiling.
Jack pouted. "Me bed was empty."
"It better well ought to have been!"
"It shouldn't've been emtpy. You should've been in it!"
"I'm here now."
Jack grinned and clambored to his feet with just a little more weaving to his step than usual.
"So y' are"
"I'll make it up to you, my being a little late."
"A day is a little. A week is...is...too bloody long! Savvy?"
"Mmmm, far too long," Will agreed. "But I brought you something shiny.."
"Shiny?" Jack was only slightly distracted by that. Will was taking off his boots which left Jack with a lovely veiw of Will's backside.
"Gold-shiny"
"Gold? Gold's nice. But no amount of gold is worth you being gon an extra week, savvy?" Jack declared. Then he frowned, "It's not cursed gold is it? Had enough of that." Safest to ask about that.
"Not cursed," Will grinned wickedly. "But it might induce some profanity."
Jack's eyebrow disappeared under his headscarf.
Will unlaced his shirt and pulled it over his head. Gold. Shiny.
Jack's jaw dropped. He took four weaving steps toward Will, his hands fluttered wildly in front of him as his mouth opened and closed wordlessly, eyes fixated on Will's flat stomach.
Jack bent down to lick the shiny new gold ring in Will's belly button.
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