Coconuts
Title: Coconuts
Rating: PG
Summary: Jack never liked coconuts anyway...
A/N: Written for Alice when we were both ill as a "cheer up fic".
Coconuts.
Why the fuck did he want Coconuts? Jack traipsed along the narrow street, heading towards the sounds of the market up ahead. Jamie had the oddest tastes - Jack had never liked Coconut, ever since he got marooned on that damned island. But if Jamie wanted, Jamie got. Everyone knew it and no one more so than Jack. James could be a needy little bugger when he wanted. When Jack told Will about the two week "no sex" rule James had put in place last time he didn't get his own way, the whelp had compared their relationship to "that of a pregnant woman and her husband".
Jack hoped Jamie wasn't pregnant. He didn't want to be cursed again. Jack inwardly grimaced as he remembered what happened. His failure to find Chocolates for James had resulted in a nasty fortnight indeed. It didn't seem to matter that they were four days from any land, and the Pearl didn't usually carry chocolate - something which Jack makes sure he has on board all the time now - or the fact that Jamie's craving hit at four in the morning.
Strolling back towards the docks with the coconut under one arm, and a lighter purse in his pocket, Jack remembered the culmination of those two weeks. A night to remember indeed - and a repeat of which would be very welcome. Jack stopped and looked at the coconut. He looked sceptically at it and tossed it into the ocean.
Oh yes. Jamie was gong to be very angry. But it'd all work out for the better in the end thought Jack as he strolled off back to the ship. jack never liked coconuts, but he liked Jamie a lot.
Rating: PG
Summary: Jack never liked coconuts anyway...
A/N: Written for Alice when we were both ill as a "cheer up fic".
Coconuts.
Why the fuck did he want Coconuts? Jack traipsed along the narrow street, heading towards the sounds of the market up ahead. Jamie had the oddest tastes - Jack had never liked Coconut, ever since he got marooned on that damned island. But if Jamie wanted, Jamie got. Everyone knew it and no one more so than Jack. James could be a needy little bugger when he wanted. When Jack told Will about the two week "no sex" rule James had put in place last time he didn't get his own way, the whelp had compared their relationship to "that of a pregnant woman and her husband".
Jack hoped Jamie wasn't pregnant. He didn't want to be cursed again. Jack inwardly grimaced as he remembered what happened. His failure to find Chocolates for James had resulted in a nasty fortnight indeed. It didn't seem to matter that they were four days from any land, and the Pearl didn't usually carry chocolate - something which Jack makes sure he has on board all the time now - or the fact that Jamie's craving hit at four in the morning.
Strolling back towards the docks with the coconut under one arm, and a lighter purse in his pocket, Jack remembered the culmination of those two weeks. A night to remember indeed - and a repeat of which would be very welcome. Jack stopped and looked at the coconut. He looked sceptically at it and tossed it into the ocean.
Oh yes. Jamie was gong to be very angry. But it'd all work out for the better in the end thought Jack as he strolled off back to the ship. jack never liked coconuts, but he liked Jamie a lot.