Title: Whispering Helper
Author: Smiley (firstname.lastname@example.org)
Summary: Will should have believed Jack when he said the Black Pearl had a mind of her own.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Which is a shame.
A/N: Hope you all like and I'll try to finish the last part to "Unfaithful" soon but I'm working on this other PoTC story and it's taking awhile.
Once again she was leading him to his cabin. Like always her whispers woke him up in the middle of the night and he allowed her to gently nudge him out of bed and to carefully Gently Soothingly take him to their Captain.
He could remember the first night it happened. It had been the first time he heard her. Jack had been trying to teach him how to listen, but it had seemed impossible at the time, until, that fateful night, in which two major changes in his life took place. Both, of which, took him by surprise.
He had been frightened to hear a rough voice in his ear in the middle of the night, but it was like the voice sensed his fear, and it suddenly turned soothing and gentle. And even though he didn't know what it was at the time he let it guide him out of bed and towards an unknown destination, not really worrying about falling just swaying gracefully with the roll of the waves. As he walked he touched the wood by his sides, caressing it, just like the soft, hypnotizing, and almost feminine voice requested.
Once he realized he was standing in front of Jack's door he didn't hesitate to knock. And it wasn't until his knuckles touched the cold, hard, wooden door when the realization of what was going on finally hit him, subconsciously he had had a notion of whom the voice belonged to, but now that he was partially conscious, he felt like something had been missing from his life and that she with her soft, sweet voice had finally filled that void.
His Captain had opened the door and hadn't even seemed surprise at the fact that Will was standing in front of him clad only in a pair of tight breeches. It was like he was expecting him.
Jack had taken Will's hand and guided him inside the cabin, closing the door behind him. Will didn't fight when Jack led him to the large bed in the center of the room, even though he was completely conscious by now. He didn't complain when he felt Jack's body, hard and powerful, above him or when his breeches were removed. In fact, he participated quite eagerly, letting his body find the release it had been searching for. Kissing and rubbing against the infamous Captain and taking delight in all of Jack's ministrations.
Soon they were covered in sweat, Jack's arms on either side of Will's head, his narrow hips thrusting into his newly turned lover, in a sharp, frantic rhythm. Will's lean legs crossed around his back until they came. The other's name on their lips. They laid there in the aftermath, Will's head on Jack's shoulder, his arms surrounding the pirate, until they fell asleep.
The morning after Will had woken up still locked in the embrace of his Captain and surprisingly he hadn't been ashamed of the fact, that, he was still naked, in a bed, with another man. After that incident the Pearl had led him every night to Jack's cabin and even though he knew the crew talked about his and Jack's rather loud, passionate nights he wouldn't have it any other way.
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