Heal the Hurt parts 1-5
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soleilpirateAuthor: Soleil Compeau
Title: Heal the Hurt
Pairing: Jack/Will/Elizabeth
Spoilers: Dead Man's Chest
Rating: NC17
Disclaimer: These stunt doubles have just reenacted what takes place after the final cut. No money or wages are being made here. I do this out of a deep love for the characters.
Summary: "Jack Sparrow does not know what he wants! Or, do you know, and are loathe to claim it for your own." What if Will and Elizabeth offer freely to Jack, that which he wants most?
A/N: Let us pretend that there is a missing scene in DMC, in which Jack gains control of the heart on Isla Cruces, and temporarily holds off Davy Jones. Later, Norrington rebels against his captain and steals the heart, thus bringing about the ending we see onscreen. Ready? Are you pretending? OK....go!
Title: Heal the Hurt
Pairing: Jack/Will/Elizabeth
Spoilers: Dead Man's Chest
Rating: NC17
Disclaimer: These stunt doubles have just reenacted what takes place after the final cut. No money or wages are being made here. I do this out of a deep love for the characters.
Summary: "Jack Sparrow does not know what he wants! Or, do you know, and are loathe to claim it for your own." What if Will and Elizabeth offer freely to Jack, that which he wants most?
A/N: Let us pretend that there is a missing scene in DMC, in which Jack gains control of the heart on Isla Cruces, and temporarily holds off Davy Jones. Later, Norrington rebels against his captain and steals the heart, thus bringing about the ending we see onscreen. Ready? Are you pretending? OK....go!
Chapter One
Jack shook his compass, chanting "I know what I want, I know what I want!" When he flipped it open it showed him the same setting. It pointed to Port Royal. It pointed to Elizabeth. 'I can't have that!' he thought sourly. The compass needle obligingly flew in random circles. 'She wants Will Turner! Even though he's gone aboard the Dutchman, who knows what shape he'll be in when he ever does escape. If he escapes.' Jack felt a twinge of fear at the thought that Will might truly serve a hundred years aboard that evil deathship.
Fortunately, the former Commodore attempting to sign on to his crew and out of habit trying to kill him took his mind neatly off his thwarted desires.
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"Will," Elizabeth whispered softly, giving the young man a kiss, "I want to talk to you about something."
"Mmm, what is it Elizabeth?" Will's eyes closed and his hands stroked over her back as he pulled her closer to his body.
Elizabeth felt it a tad unfair to bring up the subject in this manner, but she wanted Will softened up. He might not agree otherwise. And she wanted his agreement very much. "Have you ever seen the way Jack looks at me?"
Will pulled back, the beginnings of a frown creasing his brow. "What do you mean?"
She immediately pressed herself closer so that her breasts mashed against his chest. "I think, maybe, Jack wants me." She opened her mouth invitingly against his.
The distraction worked. Will sighed at the sensation and was able to deal with the thought of Jack more kindly. "But Jack's a good man. Why would he....he wouldn't.."
"No, Jack behaves honorably towards me. He would never betray your friendship." Boldly, she put her arms around him. "He adores you, you know."
Will smiled in satisfaction, thinking of his friend while his lady nestled close. As they kissed she felt the growing lump in his pants, only growing stronger after she'd brought up Jack's attitude towards Will. She smiled against his lips, knowing the hook was baited.
"Will, Jack's been through a lot of pain in his life. I've seen some of his scars. We can offer him pleasure." And as her words sank in to Will's lust soaked mind, she took his mouth in a hungry kiss. When it broke, Will tilted his head at her, eyes staring quizzically into hers.
"We? You mean you, don't you? You want him as well!"
Elizabeth shook her head as her hands slid up under his shirt and played with his chest. "No Will. If I go to him alone, you'll always wonder who I liked better, won't you? If you are there, you won't feel the need to compare yourself. And Jack won't feel as if he's betraying his best friend, because you'll be giving your obvious support and agreement to it!"
Her actions were making it quite difficult for Will to truly concentrate so he grabbed her wrists to still her hands. She watched him chew his lip as he thought it over. Elizabeth quietly assured him, "I love you truly Will. No one will ever take your place in my heart." She hesitated and pondered the best way to say it, "Any feelings I may have or develop for Jack, will never interfere with what we have. You are first and foremost my love."
He closed his eyes and let out his breath in a long soft exhalation. He kissed her long and tenderly and she thought perhaps the conversation was over, to be taken up at a different time perhaps. She felt a bit disappointed but knew that what she had proposed was no doubt shocking and he needed time to process it. So her surprise was great when he finally dragged his lips away from hers and said, "I thought about kissing Jack once."
He would not look at her and seemed very fidgety. Elizabeth bent her head until she caught his eye and gently smiled at him, eyes showing that she held no judgment or ill will towards his confession. "He's got a rather nice looking mouth, doesn't he? Tell me about it?"
Will chuckled a bit. "It was when we were on Isla de Muerta, and about to try to rescue you. Jack wanted me to wait, but I didn't like him or trust him. I insulted him, and he got right in my face, asking me if he'd ever done anything to make me not trust him. He hadn't of course, but I was too frightened for you to be able to think logically. God! Can you imagine the sheer patience of that man! He waited TEN YEARS for the perfect opportunity to get his ship back and I hit him with an oar and nearly caused my own death." Will shook his head in amazement at how that whole situation had turned out. "Anyway, when he was asking me to please stay here and not do anything stupid, back on that cursed island, his face was so close to mine. His eyes were so earnest. I think about it now and realize he was showing me his soul. And I couldn't help but look at his mouth. And for just a moment, I wanted to grab him close and kiss the hell out of that sassy mouth of his."
"Will...let's go to him. Let's capture Captain Jack Sparrow and make him ours!"
"Yes!" The young couple cemented their accord in the most pleasant way known to mankind.
Chapter Two
The problem was in beginning. How would they convince him? Each of them entertained fantasies while alone of how to do just that, and each of them concluded that it certainly would be possible to seduce the lusty pirate. Which left the question being; how would they get him to come to port? In discussing it, they agreed that to avoid the possibility of him hanging from a noose, they would have to find him in Tortuga. Surely he made port there fairly frequently?
The journeyed together to the pirate port, seeking not Jack Sparrow at first, but a nice place to bed him. Ignoring the Lusty Bride for the moment, they went further inland on the rock to find some semblance of decent lodgings. And were fortunate enough to find a lovely inn which was not also a brothel, clean, and yet still tawdry enough that Jack would feel at least a little bit at home and comfortable there. It was also affordable for them, so with glee, they went back to the more wild side of Tortuga to make inquiries of when Jack Sparrow might next appear.
Well remembering the last time he'd mentioned that name here, Will had Elizabeth ask. Ask she did, making sure to stand back far enough to be able to avoid blows, yet still the news was no good each and every time. Well, if he hadn't been seen in so long, surely he was due for a visit then? With hope, they settled down to wait.
And their patience was rewarded when within two days black sails were spotted. As one, Will and Elizabeth raced to the Lusty Bride and met him almost as he walked in the door. His pleasure at seeing his friends showed in the flash of his gold and pearly teeth, though the pirate attempted to remain grim. "And to what do I owe the pleasure of being accosted by you two?"
"We'd like a nice long visit with you Jack. And we have a proposition, if you'll hear us out. Only condition is, we'd like to tell you about it somewhere else." Elizabeth's mouth was so dry at this carefully prepared speech she was surprised it came out so smoothly.
Jack glanced up at them in surprise, eyes going from her face to Will's and back again. He shrugged, raised his mug, and swallowed the rest of his rum. His audience could not help but watch the line of his throat as he drank. It crossed Will's mind to wonder if Jack's neck was as sensitive as Elizabeth's.
"Where to?" Jack asked when he'd finished, leaning indolently back in his chair.
Elizabeth rose swiftly, eagerly. "Follow us." She tossed down a few coins to pay for the drinks and led the way out.
Jack sauntered along behind them. When he saw the inn of their choice he raised an eyebrow but agreeably followed them to the room they had. Wandering around it, his curious fingers explored everything. He seemed to be ignoring them, but knowing him as they did, Will and Elizabeth knew that he was just waiting for them. After all, they'd brought him here, and they could bring up the business they had with them.
It had been agreed that Will would be the one to handle the opening negotiations. He cleared his throat and began. "Jack, we'd like to suggest a partnership with you,"
"Let's hear it then," Jack answered without turning around. He was currently examining the silver tea set on the bedside table.
"We know what it is you truly want."
Jack straightened and swung round to face them. "Do you now?" He pasted a broad,'let's humor them' smile on his face and swayed towards them. "And what, exactly, would that be?"
"A partnership with us. As I said," Will answered steadily while Elizabeth stepped forward to meet Jack. She tilted her face up to his in much the same manner she had on the Pearl while tempting him to be a good man.
"It doesn't compromise my honour if we all agree to it, Jack," she whispered throatily, pouting her lips to him in a manner that he found nearly impossible to bear.
Jack's eyes went wide as he took her meaning at once. Then narrowed them and slid his gaze sideways to Will. He pursed his lips in thought. "The both of you then?"
Will's breath was already coming faster. "Yes Jack."
Jack looked hard at him. Will brought to mind the thought of that fine boned bronzed face softening and melting with desire, of his sensual lips opening while his breath came short, of his expressive eyes rolling back in his head. He let all that desire show in his face for the Captain to see.
It must have been obvious for Jack smirked broadly, leaving Elizabeth and stalking closer to Will. "William," he drawled. "I had no idea you cared so deeply for ole Jack!"
"Did you not?" Will asked softly, allowing a little smile to play around the corners of his mouth. "Did you really not know Jack? How high you are in my esteem? How...absolutely beautiful you are to me?"
Jack turned aside, only to find Elizabeth, with a look on her face that was equally as sultry as her young swain's. Between the two of them he felt as though he were being burned by the sun. It was beginning to be difficult to breathe. He tried to formulate an answer.
"And what makes you think I'd be interested in such a partnership?" He tried to sound flippant but his voice shook, betraying him. In truth, his mind was filled with images he tried desperately to cast aside. Images of the three of them on the bed, hands stroking, hips moving, mouths full and suckling and greedy.
It was Elizabeth who noticed the gleam of sweat on his cheeks. She stepped up to him again and grasped his coat, pulling it off his shoulders. "Jack, why don't you stay awhile? Sit down, mmm LIE down if you want while we try to explain to you why you do in fact want such a partnership with us?"
Jack tried to grab his frockcoat closer to him but Will had caught on by now and went for his treasured hat. "Oi!" he said in irritation. "Think this is funny, do you?" His body began to tremble.
"Not funny Jack, very very serious and real." Will answered. "If you truly don't want what we offer, if we are absolutely wrong about this, then tell us and walk out of here. Go back to watching your compass spin uselessly. We'll be happy to go back to the way it always was...if you look us in the eyes and tell us you don't want this. Us."
He sank down on the edge of the bed, and stared down at the toes of his boots. Silence fell and Elizabeth went to Will, standing very close next to him. "Never thought I could have it," they heard him mutter.
When he looked up at them again, he showed them his true face. No longer the drunken bumbling idiot he often presented to the world, now they could glimpse the love he bore them both. "Are you serious? You both truly want this?"
"Yes Jack," they answered in unison.
"Uh huh. And for long? One night in a Tortugan inn, and you go back to Port Royal with your dirty secret? One night to prove you can seduce a pirate and your experiment is safely over? Because I won't do that to myself, do ye hear? It's all or nothing. I may be a pirate, I may be a lot of terrible things, but I don't do one night stands."
Elizabeth moistened her lips. It seemed to her that Jack was on the verge of agreeing, of being theirs. "It's not like that Jack. We...love you. We'll want you as long as you are willing. As long as you want us, which we hope will be a long time."
Jack looked once more from Will's face to Elizabeth's, searchingly. Then he relieved their anxious minds and aroused them thoroughly at the same time by flopping backwards on the bed, arms flung wide. His grin was absolutely lecherous as he purred, "All right then darlings. Do your worst!"
Chapter Three
Perhaps he thought that they would back down once faced with an agreeable, amorous Jack Sparrow. If so, he was wrong, because within seconds of him lying back, he was surrounded by Elizabeth and William.
They pulled on his arms to bring him back to a sitting position, and proceeded to undress him. Elizabeth unwound his sash from his waist while Will removed his scabbard and belt, carefully laying it with all his trinkets aside on a chair. Jack generously helped by removing his vest. Together, they tugged his shirt free from his waistband and he obligingly lifted his arms so it could be pulled over his head. Shirtless now, he began to get nervous. With every article of clothing, they laid his defenses bare and stripped him of his armor.
"No fair," he said thickly. "I get to see you without your covers on too!"
When the couple stood up in front of him and began undressing, Jack tried to take advantage of the pause in the onslaught on his senses to catch his breath. But he was very wrong. The onslaught had only just begun. He reclined back on his hands and let his eyes wander. Elizabeth unlaced the ties of her dress and pulled it up over her head. She began unlacing her chemise strings with very shaky fingers. Will stripped off his own vest and belt and heaved his shirt off his head, dropping it on top of Jack's.
Back to Lizzie, who had her chemise unlaced to the point of her breasts nearly spilling out. She was drawing it up to remove it, revealing more and more of her tanned, curvaceous legs each moment. Will's chest was smooth, a few white lines that made Jack wonder who'd battled him. There was the beginnings of a bulge in his breeches.
When Elizabeth pulled her chemise off, she was left only in her underpants and a lacy top that clung to her skin and left little to the imagination. He wondered what it was, it certainly wasn't the same as a corset. But it did push her breasts up which he definitely appreciated. Then they closed on him again and he could barely control a whimper as Will dropped to his knees before him to remove his boots.
Elizabeth heard that sound and her breathing became heavier. Jack was so near, and so bare, and his skin radiated heat. She had indeed seen his scars before but they had frightened her. Now, she felt a keen desire to touch them, and did do, with soft questing fingertips. It was while she was brushing over the bullet scars that he turned his head to her. She snatched her hand away and he chuckled. "They don't hurt anymore Elizabeth," he assured her.
Will had by now removed not only Jack's boots but his own as well, and all that remained was to take off their last little bit of clothes and have sex. All of them realized it at the same moment, that this was it. Once past this point, there would be no going back. Even if they stopped and tried to go their separate ways, it would burn in all their minds until they came back and finished it.
It was Jack who moved them forward. He sighed, leaned towards Elizabeth, and took her chin in his his hand. The feel of his calloused fingertips awoke her whole body. Her skin was electrified. He kissed her. From the close encounter she'd already had with his mouth she expected his lips to be soft, and they were. His chin and cheeks were rough. And oh God he was a good kisser!
He broke the kiss long before she was ready. Elizabeth chased his lips with her own for a moment, and her eyes came open to see him flash a grin of pride and satisfaction. He turned to Will, and brought the young man's face close for similar treatment. Will might have pulled back out of impulse, but for Jack's hand cupped at the back of his head. And the expression on his face showed how much he did want it.
The pirate plundered the blacksmith's mouth in a much more forceful way than he had the lady's. He thrust his tongue against Will's and ran it over his teeth until he whimpered. Then Jack allowed him to move away.
"Darlings, this was your idea." Jack was clearly aroused and allowing it to fully show. His eyes were smoky and heavy lidded, his chest was heaving, and his face flush. "Now please, for God's sake, touch me!"
The invitation broke the paralysis of nervousness that lay on them. Elizabeth moved forward and brushed Jack's thick braids back to expose more of his skin. Meanwhile, Will bent his head and kissed Jack's bare shoulder, gently and haltingly at first. Jack wrapped an arm around each of them and let his hands wander over the exposed skin of his lovers' torsos, encouraging them as well as learning their sensitivities.
Lizzie pressed her face close to Jack and nibbled at his earlobe. He tipped his head to give her better access, so she ran her tongue over the sensitive spot behind his ear and then tugged at his lobe with her teeth. Jack uttered a broken groan and she felt a sizzle of fire scorch her body.
Will moved his lips to his neck and found that it was indeed as sensitive as he'd hoped. In fact, Jack's reaction was to lift his chin to expose his throat even more. His eyes drifted closed as his ears were nibbled and his neck suckled on both sides. His fingers delicately stroked Lizzie's back and side. His other hand concentrated on Will's chest, discovering that he liked having his nipples pinched. Jack did this with great delight, since he enjoyed it himself.
Almost as if she'd read his mind, Elizabeth suddenly began kissing her way down his chest. Her tongue swiped over one of his nipples and Jack jerked. "oh God!"
Instantly both of them were on his chest, each of them caressing a nipple with a tongue. Jack shuddered all over, and placed his hands on Will and Elizabeth's hair. He was breathing very hard. It was hardly possible that either of these young people had the sexual experience he had, but they more than made up for it with imagination and enthusiasm.
They continued to assault his body with tongues and now added their hands to the mix. Feminine and masculine hands stroked his upper body, kneaded his muscles, teased over his skin. Will rubbed his shoulders while Elizabeth teased at the waistband of his breeches. When her hand dropped to his leg and stroked along his thigh, Jack found it difficult to control his reactions.
"Take my pants off," he ordered in a voice heavy with lust. "And get those useless scraps of fabric off while you're at it," he added.
It was Elizabeth who divested him of his pants. He watched her cheeks flush even redder, watched her bite her lip as she caught sight of his hard excited flesh emerge. He loved the sweat that broke out on her forehead. He thought her so exquisitely beautiful. She undressed the rest of the way without looking at him.
"Oh God you're lovely," he breathed. Her hands fluttered over her body anxiously, but at his compliment she dropped them to her side and faced him, but still kept her eyes lowered shyly.
He chuckled softly, then his eyes shifted to Will, who'd undressed himself as well. Jack let his eyes rove all over the proud young blacksmith who stood and let his body be studied. Unlike Jack, he was only partially erect, but his manhood swelled and grew as he looked over Jack's body in his turn. "And Will. God lad, you're just as beautiful as she is." Jack used his voice to gentle the shy young inexperienced people who had driven him to heated wild distraction.
Chapter Four
Will and Elizabeth looked in awe at Captain Jack Sparrow, naked and aroused on the bed. His skin was dark against the clean white sheets, and he sprawled like a big cat, looking at them from under heavy lids. His lips were curled up happily, and one hand waved lazily above his chest, beckoning them closer.
"Jack? You'll have to tell us, we don't...we've never.." Elizabeth's voice was uncertain.
Jack chuckled with delight. "Never fear darlings, ole Jack will instruct you. Get on the bed with me, it's no good you're standing so damn far away, now is it?"
Sheepishly, awkwardly, they climbed on the bed with him and he immediately gathered them close to his hot body. "Mmmmm," Jack moaned in appreciation as the movements of trying to get comfortable on a small-ish bed with three naked people in it caused them all to rub together in prurient ways.
"We'll start with this." Jack took Elizabeth's hand and guided it to his erection. "Stroke it like this." He moved her hand up and down over himself, showing her what he liked. "Make sure you rub...ahhh, lightly! over that smooth tip. It feels so good."
He moved his face towards Will and guided his hand between Elizabeth's legs. "I believe you know what to do here, whelp," he said with a smirk. Will nodded, eyes bright, unable to tear his gaze away from Jack's eyes. Especially when he felt the man's hand stroking his stiffening manhood just as he'd shown Elizabeth to do. Very quickly the masterful hand on him had Will gasping with desire.
His fingers stroked and curled lightly inside Elizabeth. Her inner muscles clenched and seeped liquid nonstop on his hand, telling him clearly that she was very excited by what she was doing. Indeed, she was staring raptly at Jack's face as she pumped her fist over him. Jack was coming unravelled. His eyes were closed now, his head thrown back on the pillow, braids spread out like a dark corona. He kept muttering, "oh, oh, ohhh!"
He was arching his hips up, and Will was thrusting shamelessly into his hand, when he felt Jack's fingers join his between Elizabeth's legs. In a manner that Will could only describe as loving he stroked Will's knuckles, then moved just above the younger man's hand. Will sneaked a glance and saw that Jack was carefully pinching her rigid bud of flesh between his thumb and forefinger. Elizabeth cried, "Will! Oh Will!" breathlessly.
Jack moaned gutturally. Elizabeth, through her haze of pleasure, felt his manhood strain against her palm. And Jack, touching Will, felt the same.
"Jack. I think we need more. This isn't all there is, is there?" Will gritted out.
Jack pushed Elizabeth's hand away gently. "There's many ways that a lady and two gentlemen can join themselves but seeing as how this is our first time we'll go easy. I suggest that Lizzie use her mouth on one of us while the other takes her from behind."
There was complete silence at his words. Confused, he opened his eyes and looked up to see them both staring at him uncertainly. "What?" he asked warily.
"I...I've never..done that before Jack. I don't know how. I won't be able to please you!" Lizzie looked like she was about to weep. She bit her lip uncertainly and repeatedly. In truth, what he'd asked of her took her breath away. She could imagine herself doing it, and imagine his responses. The fantasy woke a hunger in her body that sobbed with need.
Jack sat up and cradled her face in his hands. Tenderly he said to her, "The state you two have got me in darling, it won't take much. I promise I will most definitely be pleased with whatever you do to me. Trust me. You'll learn something very good about pleasing a man. Besides, I never said which of us you should use yer mouth on. You can do it to Will, while I get behind ye." He glanced at Will questioningly while he spoke, making sure what he offered was all right.
That sent fresh images into her mind, Jack kneeling behind her and pushing that large lovely length into her bottom. She gulped and her breath hitched fast in her chest.
"It's your choice Elizabeth. You can choose, since you're going to be in the middle, as it were." Will assured her lovingly. She squeezed her eyes closed. The desire flaming in her was making her dizzy. Will was known and beloved to her. She wanted his body inside her, because she knew how good he felt.
"I want to taste you Jack." The man she'd spoken to closed his eyes and swallowed hard. Did she have any idea of how erotic her words were to him? How much he wanted that rosy mouth taking him in? He wondered if he could bury his entire length between her lips. He knew he took some getting used to that way. His favorite lovers were those who were able to swallow him.
Once again he lay back on the pillows. "Taste away, by all means," he invited. Crossing his arms behind his head, he watched Will move himself behind her and run his hands over her bottom tipped up towards him. Elizabeth had her face right above his rigid flesh, staring at it as if it might talk to her any moment.
Jack figured he'd better instruct her now, while he still had control of his voice. "You'll want to lick the head quite a lot and get the whole thing as wet as you can. Use your hand too, to hold it up and stroke it." What he was saying caught up to him and he swallowed a few times. His voice was shaky as he went on. "Take it in your mouth and move it back and forth, going deeper each time. Take your time, but do keep pressing your mouth down. And then just treat it like your absolute favorite lollipop and suck it hard."
Will began to moan somewhere around going deeper each time. Jack began to moan when she took him at his word and lowered her head, tongue already out of her mouth. He grabbed her hair and looked at Will, who was rubbing his erection over her folds and preparing to enter her. "When I come, it'd be nice to not leave me all by my onesy. Whether your hand or your mouth I don't care, but don't just let go of me and let it run all over me legs, all right darling?"
"All right Jack," she whispered, and he felt her cool hand wrapping tight around him. His eyes rolled back and his head went to the pillow and he was lost to her lips.
Will pushed his way inside her, amazed at how damp and hot she was at these actions. He'd barely given her any of the foreplay that was usual. Jack Sparrow was foreplay all by his onesy, wasn't he? He stroked Elizabeth's back as he moved within her, eyes drawn helplessly to Jack's face.
The man was gorgeous, plain and simple. His eyes were closed, his lips parted. He looked even better than Will's fantasies could provide. Sounded better too, because he was whimpering. His head tossed back and forth and his chest heaved.
Will forced himself to go slowly within Elizabeth. Hands on her hips held her steady, and he watched what she was doing to Jack. She was following his instructions exactly, and more of him disappeared with every bob of her head. Her hand pumped busily at what flesh she hadn't managed to fit in her mouth yet.
Jack was nearly undone. His whimpers were getting louder and more frantic. Will glanced down at the bed under his knees and observed Jack's legs shaking and jerking. "Stroke his balls, Elizabeth," he instructed clearly.
He felt the shift in her balance as she moved her hand from the mattress to between Jack's legs. His eyes came open and that was an even better treat. Pleasure didn't make his eyes hazy. Instead, they were deep wells into which Will fell happily. "Suck, Lizzie. Suck harder!" Jack's voice was a deep rasp that barely sounded like his normal purr.
Elizabeth was beginning to shake, and push her bottom back against Will's thrusts. Her inner muscles squeezed hard and became increasingly wet and slick. A moan broke from her throat, and she must have obeyed Jack's command, because the pirate tossed his head back and cried, "Oh God!"
He desperately gulped air, Will thrust harder, his brutal movements pushing her head against Jack's body and then allowing it back as he pulled back only to slam into her again. Will was pushing her mouth back and forth over Jack's raging erection. He watched the Captain give in to rising ecstasy. His face contorted almost as if in pain.
Elizabeth quivered and both men heard her moans rising to a crescendo. Those moans were vibrating around Jack's sensitive flesh. She convulsed and came hard, but did not release Jack from the tight grip of her mouth. His legs trembled even more, his hands flew up seeking some kind of anchor. Will let go of Elizabeth's hips and grabbed his friend's hands, squeezing tight as Jack made the most lovely sounds over and over again. And Will cried out at the sight of Jack's face, the feel of Elizabeth's pussy, the combined sounds of both of them moaning and panting in release.
Chapter Five
Jack was purring. Will withdrew himself carefully from Elizabeth's body and she grunted softly. She carefully pulled back from Jack's body and laid her cheek against his thigh, curling her body carefully between her legs. Will awkwardly hovered at the back of the bed until Jack grabbed his hand and yanked him to lie next to him. His arms went around Will's waist until he was pressed against Jack's side. His other hand stroked Elizabeth's head, tangling his fingers into her hair.
The silence of post coital cuddling stretched out until it became, for Will, uncomfortable. This scenario that Elizabeth had painted for him had gone much farther than he had anticipated. It started with Jack kissing him. Will flushed all over just remembering it. His eyes strayed to Jack's mouth which was wearing a little smile. The man looked more relaxed and contented than Will had ever seen him.
The blacksmith felt completely out of place in the face of this situation. He needed to put space between himself and Jack and Elizabeth, needed to think about what had happened and file into into neat little categories within his mind. He needed to tame his mental pirate lover. Will shifted his weight in bed until he was sitting up. "Elizabeth, we'd best let Jack get back to the plans that drew him to Tortuga in the first place."
Elizabeth sat up looking a tad dazed. She met his eyes for the first time since they stepped into the room. Things had changed between them. Oh, Elizabeth still loved him, that was patently obvious. But she had tasted Jack's love now, and would always crave it. To himself Will was just barely able to admit that it was the same for him. Captain Sparrow was a heady potion. Will swung his feet to the floor and stood up.
"Oi, where are you going?" Jack had up until that moment appeared on the verge of unconsciousness, now he took hold of both their arms. He grinned rapaciously. "The night is young my loves, and you've still a long way to go to sate ole Jack!"
They both looked rather stunned. Jack tilted his head and studied them. A frown creased his brow. "Did you think that was it? I told you, did I not, that there are many ways for a lady and two gentlemen to join themselves?"
Will chewed his lip. "Jack. Neither of us has any experience with this sort of thing. Clearly you do. How exactly are we supposed to deal with that?"
Jack sat up. "I thought I made it clear that I would instruct you."
Will shivered. How could his voice speak such an ordinary sentence and yet sound so full of sex and lust and love? He fell back on the tried and true manly flight response. "I'm not accustomed to receiving such instruction from a man."
"Ahhhh, but with me it's all right, isn't it?" The pirate was on his feet now, Will retreating, until the wood of the door met his bare shoulderblades and he had to stop. Jack invaded his personal space and some of his braids and trinkets bumped against Will's chest. "With me, you want it. I saw your eyes boy. I felt the heat of your mouth when I kissed you."
He swung to face Elizabeth who was still on the bed. "You've never feared me, not either of you. Don't fear me now. Yes, I have been with both men and women. No, I've never tasted both at the same time. But I'm well versed in how bodies of both sexes fit together, and you've shown you've an imagination and an eagerness for it. I guarantee I can provide an education."
He was fascinating to watch, stalking back and forth in full command though he was completely naked. Obviously this was a man who was completely at ease with himself and knew full well the effect of his animal magnetism. "Now then. You'll be needing food and drink to keep up your strength." He cast wickedly lustful glances at Will and Lizzie. "You've captured yourselves a pirate, luvs, and you're in for quite a night."
He pulled on his breeches, gently pushed Will out of his way, and walked out into the hallway. "Lass!" they heard him hail a chambermaid.
"Oh my," Elizabeth broke the pause that followed his exit. She was smiling. "Will, how are you feeling about all this?"
Will sighed. "I do want him," he admitted. "And even if it's just simple curiosity, I'm not about to leave this room!" The admission felt wonderfully freeing. He glanced at his bonny lass. "You?"
She didn't hesitate. "I'm happy. I love you Will. And I could easily love Jack as well. He is such an exciting man, isn't he?"
The exciting man strode back in the room before Will could respond, carrying a tray laden with a tea pot, biscuits and jam, and piled with bowls, napkins, and silverware. "Might want to cover yourselves. She's coming in with more food right behind me."
The naked young people scrambled to throw clothing over their bodies, managing in the nick of time before the chambermaid came in with another tray. It hardly mattered, her eyes were all over Jack as she set it down. It was heaped with fruit and cheeses. Jack took her obvious admiration of him with a look that would melt a stone. It was a look that seemed to promise a future encounter, if she should so desire it. The chambermaid sighed, eyes very clearly marking his naked, painted torso, and stepped back out, only to return with a third tray holding choice slices of roast beef and three baked potatoes, along with a tureen of some fragrantly steaming soup. There was also a bottle of rum, seal unbroken.
Jack shook his compass, chanting "I know what I want, I know what I want!" When he flipped it open it showed him the same setting. It pointed to Port Royal. It pointed to Elizabeth. 'I can't have that!' he thought sourly. The compass needle obligingly flew in random circles. 'She wants Will Turner! Even though he's gone aboard the Dutchman, who knows what shape he'll be in when he ever does escape. If he escapes.' Jack felt a twinge of fear at the thought that Will might truly serve a hundred years aboard that evil deathship.
Fortunately, the former Commodore attempting to sign on to his crew and out of habit trying to kill him took his mind neatly off his thwarted desires.
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"Will," Elizabeth whispered softly, giving the young man a kiss, "I want to talk to you about something."
"Mmm, what is it Elizabeth?" Will's eyes closed and his hands stroked over her back as he pulled her closer to his body.
Elizabeth felt it a tad unfair to bring up the subject in this manner, but she wanted Will softened up. He might not agree otherwise. And she wanted his agreement very much. "Have you ever seen the way Jack looks at me?"
Will pulled back, the beginnings of a frown creasing his brow. "What do you mean?"
She immediately pressed herself closer so that her breasts mashed against his chest. "I think, maybe, Jack wants me." She opened her mouth invitingly against his.
The distraction worked. Will sighed at the sensation and was able to deal with the thought of Jack more kindly. "But Jack's a good man. Why would he....he wouldn't.."
"No, Jack behaves honorably towards me. He would never betray your friendship." Boldly, she put her arms around him. "He adores you, you know."
Will smiled in satisfaction, thinking of his friend while his lady nestled close. As they kissed she felt the growing lump in his pants, only growing stronger after she'd brought up Jack's attitude towards Will. She smiled against his lips, knowing the hook was baited.
"Will, Jack's been through a lot of pain in his life. I've seen some of his scars. We can offer him pleasure." And as her words sank in to Will's lust soaked mind, she took his mouth in a hungry kiss. When it broke, Will tilted his head at her, eyes staring quizzically into hers.
"We? You mean you, don't you? You want him as well!"
Elizabeth shook her head as her hands slid up under his shirt and played with his chest. "No Will. If I go to him alone, you'll always wonder who I liked better, won't you? If you are there, you won't feel the need to compare yourself. And Jack won't feel as if he's betraying his best friend, because you'll be giving your obvious support and agreement to it!"
Her actions were making it quite difficult for Will to truly concentrate so he grabbed her wrists to still her hands. She watched him chew his lip as he thought it over. Elizabeth quietly assured him, "I love you truly Will. No one will ever take your place in my heart." She hesitated and pondered the best way to say it, "Any feelings I may have or develop for Jack, will never interfere with what we have. You are first and foremost my love."
He closed his eyes and let out his breath in a long soft exhalation. He kissed her long and tenderly and she thought perhaps the conversation was over, to be taken up at a different time perhaps. She felt a bit disappointed but knew that what she had proposed was no doubt shocking and he needed time to process it. So her surprise was great when he finally dragged his lips away from hers and said, "I thought about kissing Jack once."
He would not look at her and seemed very fidgety. Elizabeth bent her head until she caught his eye and gently smiled at him, eyes showing that she held no judgment or ill will towards his confession. "He's got a rather nice looking mouth, doesn't he? Tell me about it?"
Will chuckled a bit. "It was when we were on Isla de Muerta, and about to try to rescue you. Jack wanted me to wait, but I didn't like him or trust him. I insulted him, and he got right in my face, asking me if he'd ever done anything to make me not trust him. He hadn't of course, but I was too frightened for you to be able to think logically. God! Can you imagine the sheer patience of that man! He waited TEN YEARS for the perfect opportunity to get his ship back and I hit him with an oar and nearly caused my own death." Will shook his head in amazement at how that whole situation had turned out. "Anyway, when he was asking me to please stay here and not do anything stupid, back on that cursed island, his face was so close to mine. His eyes were so earnest. I think about it now and realize he was showing me his soul. And I couldn't help but look at his mouth. And for just a moment, I wanted to grab him close and kiss the hell out of that sassy mouth of his."
"Will...let's go to him. Let's capture Captain Jack Sparrow and make him ours!"
"Yes!" The young couple cemented their accord in the most pleasant way known to mankind.
Chapter Two
The problem was in beginning. How would they convince him? Each of them entertained fantasies while alone of how to do just that, and each of them concluded that it certainly would be possible to seduce the lusty pirate. Which left the question being; how would they get him to come to port? In discussing it, they agreed that to avoid the possibility of him hanging from a noose, they would have to find him in Tortuga. Surely he made port there fairly frequently?
The journeyed together to the pirate port, seeking not Jack Sparrow at first, but a nice place to bed him. Ignoring the Lusty Bride for the moment, they went further inland on the rock to find some semblance of decent lodgings. And were fortunate enough to find a lovely inn which was not also a brothel, clean, and yet still tawdry enough that Jack would feel at least a little bit at home and comfortable there. It was also affordable for them, so with glee, they went back to the more wild side of Tortuga to make inquiries of when Jack Sparrow might next appear.
Well remembering the last time he'd mentioned that name here, Will had Elizabeth ask. Ask she did, making sure to stand back far enough to be able to avoid blows, yet still the news was no good each and every time. Well, if he hadn't been seen in so long, surely he was due for a visit then? With hope, they settled down to wait.
And their patience was rewarded when within two days black sails were spotted. As one, Will and Elizabeth raced to the Lusty Bride and met him almost as he walked in the door. His pleasure at seeing his friends showed in the flash of his gold and pearly teeth, though the pirate attempted to remain grim. "And to what do I owe the pleasure of being accosted by you two?"
"We'd like a nice long visit with you Jack. And we have a proposition, if you'll hear us out. Only condition is, we'd like to tell you about it somewhere else." Elizabeth's mouth was so dry at this carefully prepared speech she was surprised it came out so smoothly.
Jack glanced up at them in surprise, eyes going from her face to Will's and back again. He shrugged, raised his mug, and swallowed the rest of his rum. His audience could not help but watch the line of his throat as he drank. It crossed Will's mind to wonder if Jack's neck was as sensitive as Elizabeth's.
"Where to?" Jack asked when he'd finished, leaning indolently back in his chair.
Elizabeth rose swiftly, eagerly. "Follow us." She tossed down a few coins to pay for the drinks and led the way out.
Jack sauntered along behind them. When he saw the inn of their choice he raised an eyebrow but agreeably followed them to the room they had. Wandering around it, his curious fingers explored everything. He seemed to be ignoring them, but knowing him as they did, Will and Elizabeth knew that he was just waiting for them. After all, they'd brought him here, and they could bring up the business they had with them.
It had been agreed that Will would be the one to handle the opening negotiations. He cleared his throat and began. "Jack, we'd like to suggest a partnership with you,"
"Let's hear it then," Jack answered without turning around. He was currently examining the silver tea set on the bedside table.
"We know what it is you truly want."
Jack straightened and swung round to face them. "Do you now?" He pasted a broad,'let's humor them' smile on his face and swayed towards them. "And what, exactly, would that be?"
"A partnership with us. As I said," Will answered steadily while Elizabeth stepped forward to meet Jack. She tilted her face up to his in much the same manner she had on the Pearl while tempting him to be a good man.
"It doesn't compromise my honour if we all agree to it, Jack," she whispered throatily, pouting her lips to him in a manner that he found nearly impossible to bear.
Jack's eyes went wide as he took her meaning at once. Then narrowed them and slid his gaze sideways to Will. He pursed his lips in thought. "The both of you then?"
Will's breath was already coming faster. "Yes Jack."
Jack looked hard at him. Will brought to mind the thought of that fine boned bronzed face softening and melting with desire, of his sensual lips opening while his breath came short, of his expressive eyes rolling back in his head. He let all that desire show in his face for the Captain to see.
It must have been obvious for Jack smirked broadly, leaving Elizabeth and stalking closer to Will. "William," he drawled. "I had no idea you cared so deeply for ole Jack!"
"Did you not?" Will asked softly, allowing a little smile to play around the corners of his mouth. "Did you really not know Jack? How high you are in my esteem? How...absolutely beautiful you are to me?"
Jack turned aside, only to find Elizabeth, with a look on her face that was equally as sultry as her young swain's. Between the two of them he felt as though he were being burned by the sun. It was beginning to be difficult to breathe. He tried to formulate an answer.
"And what makes you think I'd be interested in such a partnership?" He tried to sound flippant but his voice shook, betraying him. In truth, his mind was filled with images he tried desperately to cast aside. Images of the three of them on the bed, hands stroking, hips moving, mouths full and suckling and greedy.
It was Elizabeth who noticed the gleam of sweat on his cheeks. She stepped up to him again and grasped his coat, pulling it off his shoulders. "Jack, why don't you stay awhile? Sit down, mmm LIE down if you want while we try to explain to you why you do in fact want such a partnership with us?"
Jack tried to grab his frockcoat closer to him but Will had caught on by now and went for his treasured hat. "Oi!" he said in irritation. "Think this is funny, do you?" His body began to tremble.
"Not funny Jack, very very serious and real." Will answered. "If you truly don't want what we offer, if we are absolutely wrong about this, then tell us and walk out of here. Go back to watching your compass spin uselessly. We'll be happy to go back to the way it always was...if you look us in the eyes and tell us you don't want this. Us."
He sank down on the edge of the bed, and stared down at the toes of his boots. Silence fell and Elizabeth went to Will, standing very close next to him. "Never thought I could have it," they heard him mutter.
When he looked up at them again, he showed them his true face. No longer the drunken bumbling idiot he often presented to the world, now they could glimpse the love he bore them both. "Are you serious? You both truly want this?"
"Yes Jack," they answered in unison.
"Uh huh. And for long? One night in a Tortugan inn, and you go back to Port Royal with your dirty secret? One night to prove you can seduce a pirate and your experiment is safely over? Because I won't do that to myself, do ye hear? It's all or nothing. I may be a pirate, I may be a lot of terrible things, but I don't do one night stands."
Elizabeth moistened her lips. It seemed to her that Jack was on the verge of agreeing, of being theirs. "It's not like that Jack. We...love you. We'll want you as long as you are willing. As long as you want us, which we hope will be a long time."
Jack looked once more from Will's face to Elizabeth's, searchingly. Then he relieved their anxious minds and aroused them thoroughly at the same time by flopping backwards on the bed, arms flung wide. His grin was absolutely lecherous as he purred, "All right then darlings. Do your worst!"
Chapter Three
Perhaps he thought that they would back down once faced with an agreeable, amorous Jack Sparrow. If so, he was wrong, because within seconds of him lying back, he was surrounded by Elizabeth and William.
They pulled on his arms to bring him back to a sitting position, and proceeded to undress him. Elizabeth unwound his sash from his waist while Will removed his scabbard and belt, carefully laying it with all his trinkets aside on a chair. Jack generously helped by removing his vest. Together, they tugged his shirt free from his waistband and he obligingly lifted his arms so it could be pulled over his head. Shirtless now, he began to get nervous. With every article of clothing, they laid his defenses bare and stripped him of his armor.
"No fair," he said thickly. "I get to see you without your covers on too!"
When the couple stood up in front of him and began undressing, Jack tried to take advantage of the pause in the onslaught on his senses to catch his breath. But he was very wrong. The onslaught had only just begun. He reclined back on his hands and let his eyes wander. Elizabeth unlaced the ties of her dress and pulled it up over her head. She began unlacing her chemise strings with very shaky fingers. Will stripped off his own vest and belt and heaved his shirt off his head, dropping it on top of Jack's.
Back to Lizzie, who had her chemise unlaced to the point of her breasts nearly spilling out. She was drawing it up to remove it, revealing more and more of her tanned, curvaceous legs each moment. Will's chest was smooth, a few white lines that made Jack wonder who'd battled him. There was the beginnings of a bulge in his breeches.
When Elizabeth pulled her chemise off, she was left only in her underpants and a lacy top that clung to her skin and left little to the imagination. He wondered what it was, it certainly wasn't the same as a corset. But it did push her breasts up which he definitely appreciated. Then they closed on him again and he could barely control a whimper as Will dropped to his knees before him to remove his boots.
Elizabeth heard that sound and her breathing became heavier. Jack was so near, and so bare, and his skin radiated heat. She had indeed seen his scars before but they had frightened her. Now, she felt a keen desire to touch them, and did do, with soft questing fingertips. It was while she was brushing over the bullet scars that he turned his head to her. She snatched her hand away and he chuckled. "They don't hurt anymore Elizabeth," he assured her.
Will had by now removed not only Jack's boots but his own as well, and all that remained was to take off their last little bit of clothes and have sex. All of them realized it at the same moment, that this was it. Once past this point, there would be no going back. Even if they stopped and tried to go their separate ways, it would burn in all their minds until they came back and finished it.
It was Jack who moved them forward. He sighed, leaned towards Elizabeth, and took her chin in his his hand. The feel of his calloused fingertips awoke her whole body. Her skin was electrified. He kissed her. From the close encounter she'd already had with his mouth she expected his lips to be soft, and they were. His chin and cheeks were rough. And oh God he was a good kisser!
He broke the kiss long before she was ready. Elizabeth chased his lips with her own for a moment, and her eyes came open to see him flash a grin of pride and satisfaction. He turned to Will, and brought the young man's face close for similar treatment. Will might have pulled back out of impulse, but for Jack's hand cupped at the back of his head. And the expression on his face showed how much he did want it.
The pirate plundered the blacksmith's mouth in a much more forceful way than he had the lady's. He thrust his tongue against Will's and ran it over his teeth until he whimpered. Then Jack allowed him to move away.
"Darlings, this was your idea." Jack was clearly aroused and allowing it to fully show. His eyes were smoky and heavy lidded, his chest was heaving, and his face flush. "Now please, for God's sake, touch me!"
The invitation broke the paralysis of nervousness that lay on them. Elizabeth moved forward and brushed Jack's thick braids back to expose more of his skin. Meanwhile, Will bent his head and kissed Jack's bare shoulder, gently and haltingly at first. Jack wrapped an arm around each of them and let his hands wander over the exposed skin of his lovers' torsos, encouraging them as well as learning their sensitivities.
Lizzie pressed her face close to Jack and nibbled at his earlobe. He tipped his head to give her better access, so she ran her tongue over the sensitive spot behind his ear and then tugged at his lobe with her teeth. Jack uttered a broken groan and she felt a sizzle of fire scorch her body.
Will moved his lips to his neck and found that it was indeed as sensitive as he'd hoped. In fact, Jack's reaction was to lift his chin to expose his throat even more. His eyes drifted closed as his ears were nibbled and his neck suckled on both sides. His fingers delicately stroked Lizzie's back and side. His other hand concentrated on Will's chest, discovering that he liked having his nipples pinched. Jack did this with great delight, since he enjoyed it himself.
Almost as if she'd read his mind, Elizabeth suddenly began kissing her way down his chest. Her tongue swiped over one of his nipples and Jack jerked. "oh God!"
Instantly both of them were on his chest, each of them caressing a nipple with a tongue. Jack shuddered all over, and placed his hands on Will and Elizabeth's hair. He was breathing very hard. It was hardly possible that either of these young people had the sexual experience he had, but they more than made up for it with imagination and enthusiasm.
They continued to assault his body with tongues and now added their hands to the mix. Feminine and masculine hands stroked his upper body, kneaded his muscles, teased over his skin. Will rubbed his shoulders while Elizabeth teased at the waistband of his breeches. When her hand dropped to his leg and stroked along his thigh, Jack found it difficult to control his reactions.
"Take my pants off," he ordered in a voice heavy with lust. "And get those useless scraps of fabric off while you're at it," he added.
It was Elizabeth who divested him of his pants. He watched her cheeks flush even redder, watched her bite her lip as she caught sight of his hard excited flesh emerge. He loved the sweat that broke out on her forehead. He thought her so exquisitely beautiful. She undressed the rest of the way without looking at him.
"Oh God you're lovely," he breathed. Her hands fluttered over her body anxiously, but at his compliment she dropped them to her side and faced him, but still kept her eyes lowered shyly.
He chuckled softly, then his eyes shifted to Will, who'd undressed himself as well. Jack let his eyes rove all over the proud young blacksmith who stood and let his body be studied. Unlike Jack, he was only partially erect, but his manhood swelled and grew as he looked over Jack's body in his turn. "And Will. God lad, you're just as beautiful as she is." Jack used his voice to gentle the shy young inexperienced people who had driven him to heated wild distraction.
Chapter Four
Will and Elizabeth looked in awe at Captain Jack Sparrow, naked and aroused on the bed. His skin was dark against the clean white sheets, and he sprawled like a big cat, looking at them from under heavy lids. His lips were curled up happily, and one hand waved lazily above his chest, beckoning them closer.
"Jack? You'll have to tell us, we don't...we've never.." Elizabeth's voice was uncertain.
Jack chuckled with delight. "Never fear darlings, ole Jack will instruct you. Get on the bed with me, it's no good you're standing so damn far away, now is it?"
Sheepishly, awkwardly, they climbed on the bed with him and he immediately gathered them close to his hot body. "Mmmmm," Jack moaned in appreciation as the movements of trying to get comfortable on a small-ish bed with three naked people in it caused them all to rub together in prurient ways.
"We'll start with this." Jack took Elizabeth's hand and guided it to his erection. "Stroke it like this." He moved her hand up and down over himself, showing her what he liked. "Make sure you rub...ahhh, lightly! over that smooth tip. It feels so good."
He moved his face towards Will and guided his hand between Elizabeth's legs. "I believe you know what to do here, whelp," he said with a smirk. Will nodded, eyes bright, unable to tear his gaze away from Jack's eyes. Especially when he felt the man's hand stroking his stiffening manhood just as he'd shown Elizabeth to do. Very quickly the masterful hand on him had Will gasping with desire.
His fingers stroked and curled lightly inside Elizabeth. Her inner muscles clenched and seeped liquid nonstop on his hand, telling him clearly that she was very excited by what she was doing. Indeed, she was staring raptly at Jack's face as she pumped her fist over him. Jack was coming unravelled. His eyes were closed now, his head thrown back on the pillow, braids spread out like a dark corona. He kept muttering, "oh, oh, ohhh!"
He was arching his hips up, and Will was thrusting shamelessly into his hand, when he felt Jack's fingers join his between Elizabeth's legs. In a manner that Will could only describe as loving he stroked Will's knuckles, then moved just above the younger man's hand. Will sneaked a glance and saw that Jack was carefully pinching her rigid bud of flesh between his thumb and forefinger. Elizabeth cried, "Will! Oh Will!" breathlessly.
Jack moaned gutturally. Elizabeth, through her haze of pleasure, felt his manhood strain against her palm. And Jack, touching Will, felt the same.
"Jack. I think we need more. This isn't all there is, is there?" Will gritted out.
Jack pushed Elizabeth's hand away gently. "There's many ways that a lady and two gentlemen can join themselves but seeing as how this is our first time we'll go easy. I suggest that Lizzie use her mouth on one of us while the other takes her from behind."
There was complete silence at his words. Confused, he opened his eyes and looked up to see them both staring at him uncertainly. "What?" he asked warily.
"I...I've never..done that before Jack. I don't know how. I won't be able to please you!" Lizzie looked like she was about to weep. She bit her lip uncertainly and repeatedly. In truth, what he'd asked of her took her breath away. She could imagine herself doing it, and imagine his responses. The fantasy woke a hunger in her body that sobbed with need.
Jack sat up and cradled her face in his hands. Tenderly he said to her, "The state you two have got me in darling, it won't take much. I promise I will most definitely be pleased with whatever you do to me. Trust me. You'll learn something very good about pleasing a man. Besides, I never said which of us you should use yer mouth on. You can do it to Will, while I get behind ye." He glanced at Will questioningly while he spoke, making sure what he offered was all right.
That sent fresh images into her mind, Jack kneeling behind her and pushing that large lovely length into her bottom. She gulped and her breath hitched fast in her chest.
"It's your choice Elizabeth. You can choose, since you're going to be in the middle, as it were." Will assured her lovingly. She squeezed her eyes closed. The desire flaming in her was making her dizzy. Will was known and beloved to her. She wanted his body inside her, because she knew how good he felt.
"I want to taste you Jack." The man she'd spoken to closed his eyes and swallowed hard. Did she have any idea of how erotic her words were to him? How much he wanted that rosy mouth taking him in? He wondered if he could bury his entire length between her lips. He knew he took some getting used to that way. His favorite lovers were those who were able to swallow him.
Once again he lay back on the pillows. "Taste away, by all means," he invited. Crossing his arms behind his head, he watched Will move himself behind her and run his hands over her bottom tipped up towards him. Elizabeth had her face right above his rigid flesh, staring at it as if it might talk to her any moment.
Jack figured he'd better instruct her now, while he still had control of his voice. "You'll want to lick the head quite a lot and get the whole thing as wet as you can. Use your hand too, to hold it up and stroke it." What he was saying caught up to him and he swallowed a few times. His voice was shaky as he went on. "Take it in your mouth and move it back and forth, going deeper each time. Take your time, but do keep pressing your mouth down. And then just treat it like your absolute favorite lollipop and suck it hard."
Will began to moan somewhere around going deeper each time. Jack began to moan when she took him at his word and lowered her head, tongue already out of her mouth. He grabbed her hair and looked at Will, who was rubbing his erection over her folds and preparing to enter her. "When I come, it'd be nice to not leave me all by my onesy. Whether your hand or your mouth I don't care, but don't just let go of me and let it run all over me legs, all right darling?"
"All right Jack," she whispered, and he felt her cool hand wrapping tight around him. His eyes rolled back and his head went to the pillow and he was lost to her lips.
Will pushed his way inside her, amazed at how damp and hot she was at these actions. He'd barely given her any of the foreplay that was usual. Jack Sparrow was foreplay all by his onesy, wasn't he? He stroked Elizabeth's back as he moved within her, eyes drawn helplessly to Jack's face.
The man was gorgeous, plain and simple. His eyes were closed, his lips parted. He looked even better than Will's fantasies could provide. Sounded better too, because he was whimpering. His head tossed back and forth and his chest heaved.
Will forced himself to go slowly within Elizabeth. Hands on her hips held her steady, and he watched what she was doing to Jack. She was following his instructions exactly, and more of him disappeared with every bob of her head. Her hand pumped busily at what flesh she hadn't managed to fit in her mouth yet.
Jack was nearly undone. His whimpers were getting louder and more frantic. Will glanced down at the bed under his knees and observed Jack's legs shaking and jerking. "Stroke his balls, Elizabeth," he instructed clearly.
He felt the shift in her balance as she moved her hand from the mattress to between Jack's legs. His eyes came open and that was an even better treat. Pleasure didn't make his eyes hazy. Instead, they were deep wells into which Will fell happily. "Suck, Lizzie. Suck harder!" Jack's voice was a deep rasp that barely sounded like his normal purr.
Elizabeth was beginning to shake, and push her bottom back against Will's thrusts. Her inner muscles squeezed hard and became increasingly wet and slick. A moan broke from her throat, and she must have obeyed Jack's command, because the pirate tossed his head back and cried, "Oh God!"
He desperately gulped air, Will thrust harder, his brutal movements pushing her head against Jack's body and then allowing it back as he pulled back only to slam into her again. Will was pushing her mouth back and forth over Jack's raging erection. He watched the Captain give in to rising ecstasy. His face contorted almost as if in pain.
Elizabeth quivered and both men heard her moans rising to a crescendo. Those moans were vibrating around Jack's sensitive flesh. She convulsed and came hard, but did not release Jack from the tight grip of her mouth. His legs trembled even more, his hands flew up seeking some kind of anchor. Will let go of Elizabeth's hips and grabbed his friend's hands, squeezing tight as Jack made the most lovely sounds over and over again. And Will cried out at the sight of Jack's face, the feel of Elizabeth's pussy, the combined sounds of both of them moaning and panting in release.
Chapter Five
Jack was purring. Will withdrew himself carefully from Elizabeth's body and she grunted softly. She carefully pulled back from Jack's body and laid her cheek against his thigh, curling her body carefully between her legs. Will awkwardly hovered at the back of the bed until Jack grabbed his hand and yanked him to lie next to him. His arms went around Will's waist until he was pressed against Jack's side. His other hand stroked Elizabeth's head, tangling his fingers into her hair.
The silence of post coital cuddling stretched out until it became, for Will, uncomfortable. This scenario that Elizabeth had painted for him had gone much farther than he had anticipated. It started with Jack kissing him. Will flushed all over just remembering it. His eyes strayed to Jack's mouth which was wearing a little smile. The man looked more relaxed and contented than Will had ever seen him.
The blacksmith felt completely out of place in the face of this situation. He needed to put space between himself and Jack and Elizabeth, needed to think about what had happened and file into into neat little categories within his mind. He needed to tame his mental pirate lover. Will shifted his weight in bed until he was sitting up. "Elizabeth, we'd best let Jack get back to the plans that drew him to Tortuga in the first place."
Elizabeth sat up looking a tad dazed. She met his eyes for the first time since they stepped into the room. Things had changed between them. Oh, Elizabeth still loved him, that was patently obvious. But she had tasted Jack's love now, and would always crave it. To himself Will was just barely able to admit that it was the same for him. Captain Sparrow was a heady potion. Will swung his feet to the floor and stood up.
"Oi, where are you going?" Jack had up until that moment appeared on the verge of unconsciousness, now he took hold of both their arms. He grinned rapaciously. "The night is young my loves, and you've still a long way to go to sate ole Jack!"
They both looked rather stunned. Jack tilted his head and studied them. A frown creased his brow. "Did you think that was it? I told you, did I not, that there are many ways for a lady and two gentlemen to join themselves?"
Will chewed his lip. "Jack. Neither of us has any experience with this sort of thing. Clearly you do. How exactly are we supposed to deal with that?"
Jack sat up. "I thought I made it clear that I would instruct you."
Will shivered. How could his voice speak such an ordinary sentence and yet sound so full of sex and lust and love? He fell back on the tried and true manly flight response. "I'm not accustomed to receiving such instruction from a man."
"Ahhhh, but with me it's all right, isn't it?" The pirate was on his feet now, Will retreating, until the wood of the door met his bare shoulderblades and he had to stop. Jack invaded his personal space and some of his braids and trinkets bumped against Will's chest. "With me, you want it. I saw your eyes boy. I felt the heat of your mouth when I kissed you."
He swung to face Elizabeth who was still on the bed. "You've never feared me, not either of you. Don't fear me now. Yes, I have been with both men and women. No, I've never tasted both at the same time. But I'm well versed in how bodies of both sexes fit together, and you've shown you've an imagination and an eagerness for it. I guarantee I can provide an education."
He was fascinating to watch, stalking back and forth in full command though he was completely naked. Obviously this was a man who was completely at ease with himself and knew full well the effect of his animal magnetism. "Now then. You'll be needing food and drink to keep up your strength." He cast wickedly lustful glances at Will and Lizzie. "You've captured yourselves a pirate, luvs, and you're in for quite a night."
He pulled on his breeches, gently pushed Will out of his way, and walked out into the hallway. "Lass!" they heard him hail a chambermaid.
"Oh my," Elizabeth broke the pause that followed his exit. She was smiling. "Will, how are you feeling about all this?"
Will sighed. "I do want him," he admitted. "And even if it's just simple curiosity, I'm not about to leave this room!" The admission felt wonderfully freeing. He glanced at his bonny lass. "You?"
She didn't hesitate. "I'm happy. I love you Will. And I could easily love Jack as well. He is such an exciting man, isn't he?"
The exciting man strode back in the room before Will could respond, carrying a tray laden with a tea pot, biscuits and jam, and piled with bowls, napkins, and silverware. "Might want to cover yourselves. She's coming in with more food right behind me."
The naked young people scrambled to throw clothing over their bodies, managing in the nick of time before the chambermaid came in with another tray. It hardly mattered, her eyes were all over Jack as she set it down. It was heaped with fruit and cheeses. Jack took her obvious admiration of him with a look that would melt a stone. It was a look that seemed to promise a future encounter, if she should so desire it. The chambermaid sighed, eyes very clearly marking his naked, painted torso, and stepped back out, only to return with a third tray holding choice slices of roast beef and three baked potatoes, along with a tureen of some fragrantly steaming soup. There was also a bottle of rum, seal unbroken.
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