Hands of Destiny
Pairing: Jack/Will
A/N: This is for pirategoddess...the one who challenges my brain.
Jack was at the helm, smoothly guiding the Black Pearl over the waves of the Caribbean Sea. Jack had the perfect view, in front of him was the open sea and off to the side he could see Will.
Will was looking out into the sea, watching the sun sink behind the horizon. He wished there was one person who could be with him enjoying the view. If only Elizabeth was with him the moment would have been perfect.
Jack knew that Will’s heart stilled belonged to Elizabeth but it made him angry that Will doesn’t see what is in front of him; that Elizabeth doesn’t feel the same way about him but there is someone who loves him more than words can describe. Jack, due to his frustration, lost the smoothness of the Pearl. The Pearl was zigzagging through the Sea causing everything to shift from side to side.
“Damnit Jack, what is the matter with you? Have you lost your bloody mind?” Will shouted as he got back onto his feet.
Jack finally got a hold of himself and regained control of the helm. Jack looked around and notice that Mr. Gibbs was looking at him strangely, “Why are you just standing about doing nothing? Get to back to work the lot of you.” When Jack looked straight ahead out into the sea he noticed that Will was holding something his hand moving up and down. Jack took a deep breath and focused his attention to what Will was doing; that’s when he saw that Will was holding a sword in his hand and was polishing it. He swallowed hard, Jack’s eyes following the movement of Will’s hand. How he wished Will was polishing his sword right now. Not being able to take anymore he called for Mr. Gibbs.
“Mr. Gibbs, please take over. There is something that I must discuss with Will.” Mr. Gibbs took hold of the helm and jack was walking down the stairs.
“Will, come to my quarters, there is something that I need to discuss with you.” Jack walked into his cabin first, while he waited for Will to arrive he was slowly removing his clothing one piece at a time. He recognized Will’s footsteps anywhere; before Will had the chance to knock on the door Jack responded, “Come in Master Turner and lock the door behind you. We can’t have any interruptions.” Will did as he was told; before he was able to step away from the door Jack was right there in front of him and pushed him hard against it. He trapped Will between his arms which were braced on the door.
“Do you know how bad you have tormented me? To do you know how painful it was to watch you stroke that sword wishing all that time it was my sword you were stroking?”
“Jack if you wanted me to polish your sword for you all you had to do was ask. Give it me and I will do it for you.”
Jack gave a grumbled and walked away from Will going to his table to take a swing of rum. Rum always managed to calm him. “I’m afraid you don’t fully understand, it’s not my actual sword that I want polishing.” Jack turned around expecting to find Will still standing by the door to only find him standing right there in front of him.
Will pushed Jack back against the table and crawled on top of him. He reached down and rubbed his hand against the front of Jack’s pants, “Is this the sword you want polished jack?” Jack’s answer was to grab the front of will’s shirt and bring him down for a smoldering kiss.
A/N: This is for pirategoddess...the one who challenges my brain.
Jack was at the helm, smoothly guiding the Black Pearl over the waves of the Caribbean Sea. Jack had the perfect view, in front of him was the open sea and off to the side he could see Will.
Will was looking out into the sea, watching the sun sink behind the horizon. He wished there was one person who could be with him enjoying the view. If only Elizabeth was with him the moment would have been perfect.
Jack knew that Will’s heart stilled belonged to Elizabeth but it made him angry that Will doesn’t see what is in front of him; that Elizabeth doesn’t feel the same way about him but there is someone who loves him more than words can describe. Jack, due to his frustration, lost the smoothness of the Pearl. The Pearl was zigzagging through the Sea causing everything to shift from side to side.
“Damnit Jack, what is the matter with you? Have you lost your bloody mind?” Will shouted as he got back onto his feet.
Jack finally got a hold of himself and regained control of the helm. Jack looked around and notice that Mr. Gibbs was looking at him strangely, “Why are you just standing about doing nothing? Get to back to work the lot of you.” When Jack looked straight ahead out into the sea he noticed that Will was holding something his hand moving up and down. Jack took a deep breath and focused his attention to what Will was doing; that’s when he saw that Will was holding a sword in his hand and was polishing it. He swallowed hard, Jack’s eyes following the movement of Will’s hand. How he wished Will was polishing his sword right now. Not being able to take anymore he called for Mr. Gibbs.
“Mr. Gibbs, please take over. There is something that I must discuss with Will.” Mr. Gibbs took hold of the helm and jack was walking down the stairs.
“Will, come to my quarters, there is something that I need to discuss with you.” Jack walked into his cabin first, while he waited for Will to arrive he was slowly removing his clothing one piece at a time. He recognized Will’s footsteps anywhere; before Will had the chance to knock on the door Jack responded, “Come in Master Turner and lock the door behind you. We can’t have any interruptions.” Will did as he was told; before he was able to step away from the door Jack was right there in front of him and pushed him hard against it. He trapped Will between his arms which were braced on the door.
“Do you know how bad you have tormented me? To do you know how painful it was to watch you stroke that sword wishing all that time it was my sword you were stroking?”
“Jack if you wanted me to polish your sword for you all you had to do was ask. Give it me and I will do it for you.”
Jack gave a grumbled and walked away from Will going to his table to take a swing of rum. Rum always managed to calm him. “I’m afraid you don’t fully understand, it’s not my actual sword that I want polishing.” Jack turned around expecting to find Will still standing by the door to only find him standing right there in front of him.
Will pushed Jack back against the table and crawled on top of him. He reached down and rubbed his hand against the front of Jack’s pants, “Is this the sword you want polished jack?” Jack’s answer was to grab the front of will’s shirt and bring him down for a smoldering kiss.