Same Mistakes As His Mother prompts 8 and 14
Title: Same Mistakes As His Mother
Author: 20loves challenge. This is prompt 8.
That night Jack and Will were not having sex. They lay on Jack's spacious bed, kissing, but when Will tried to undo the buckle on Jack's belt, he felt Jack's hands stop him. Will looked at him, puzzled.
Jack seemed uncomfortable and was vaguely looking to the side when he said, "Um. It's okay. You don't have to."
Will frowned. "I want to," he said, and reached for him again, but was stopped once more.
"You don't know what you want, lad," Jack sighed.
"What is that supposed to mean? Do you just not... want it from me anymore?" Will asked, voice wavering slightly, not quite meeting Jack's eyes.
Jack seemed even more uncomfortable and alarmed as he waved his arms, yelling, "No, no!" He tried to find the right words to say, and settled for, "You don't understand, Will. When I took your virginity, I used you. I did it to fulfill my own greedy desires."
Will blinked, stunned. He had never suspected that Jack had ever been too concerned with his, or any of his other sexual partners', feelings, a thought confirmed by the amount of women that slapped Jack across his face every time he visited Tortuga, but it still pained him to hear it aloud. "Why are you telling me this?" he asked weakly.
Jack actually looked sad. "I suppose... I suppose it's because I'm sorry," he admitted, the words sounding odd on his tongue, as he looked away. "I know the only reasons you probably want to have sex with me is because I won't give you any other kind of affection. Other people like you have admitted to it dozens of times before."
Will grimaced at the mention of his previous lovers. "Alright," he said. "Well, I'm still getting used to the idea of being with any human being... especially a man. Just give me more time to see that I'm not like the others," he pleaded.
Jack shook his head. "That's not what I mean, lad," he said. "It's my fault. I'm the one who pushes you until you're like a starving cat begging for the slightest show of kindness. And, quite honestly, I'm not sure if I can change."
Will swallowed the words thickly and stared down at the blanket beneath him. "Why are you telling me these things?" he repeated. "Why are you attempting, and failing, to seem as though you care?"
Jack smiled slightly. "Because you're worth it."
Will turned up to him, eyes wide. They started kissing passionately, and soon Will reached down to unbuckle his belt again. This time Jack let him do it. When they had sex, it felt different, Will noted. It seemed as though Jack was trying harder to make Will feel good, instead of the other way around, as it had always been. There was more foreplay, and when Jack decided to finally go inside Will, he was more cautious, and it did not hurt Will quite as much as their other encounters.Will's cheeks were hot as he actually enjoyed himself better than before.
Jack had not admitted to caring for Will, but he did not have to. Not yet, anyway.