Filled
This fic is rated: R
Fandom: Pirates of the Caribbean
Pairing: Former Commodore James Norrington/Captain Jack Sparrow
Summary: James wants to suffer, Jack has other ideas.
While the encounter is consensual, it's entered into for reasons that aren't exactly emotionally healthy.
Word Count: 100
Feedback: yes, please! Concrit welcomed.
Distribution: archiving, linking or remixing ok, just credit me and drop me a line!
Cross-Posted were_lemur, pirategasm, potc_fic, pirate_smut, sparrington
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Author's Note: this came out right on word-count.
Disclaimer: PotC belongs to Disney. Characters will be played with nicely and returned to them in good condition when I'm done. No infringement is intended, please don't sue me!
He tells himself it's penance. Tells himself that this debasement, freely chosen, is no better than he deserves. That's the only reason he begs Sparrow to go ahead, do it already, hurt him.
But Sparrow, always obstinate, refuses. Touches him with gentle, reverent hands. Whispers his name. Showers his mouth and cheeks and eyelids with kisses.
He wants to be scoured inside and out, but Sparrow denies him once again, as clever, grubby fingers fill him with a delicious heat. He's still begging, but he no longer knows what for, because filled with Sparrow he has no room for despair.
Fandom: Pirates of the Caribbean
Pairing: Former Commodore James Norrington/Captain Jack Sparrow
Summary: James wants to suffer, Jack has other ideas.
While the encounter is consensual, it's entered into for reasons that aren't exactly emotionally healthy.
Word Count: 100
Feedback: yes, please! Concrit welcomed.
Distribution: archiving, linking or remixing ok, just credit me and drop me a line!
Cross-Posted were_lemur, pirategasm, potc_fic, pirate_smut, sparrington
My FanFic Masterlist
Author's Note: this came out right on word-count.
Disclaimer: PotC belongs to Disney. Characters will be played with nicely and returned to them in good condition when I'm done. No infringement is intended, please don't sue me!
He tells himself it's penance. Tells himself that this debasement, freely chosen, is no better than he deserves. That's the only reason he begs Sparrow to go ahead, do it already, hurt him.
But Sparrow, always obstinate, refuses. Touches him with gentle, reverent hands. Whispers his name. Showers his mouth and cheeks and eyelids with kisses.
He wants to be scoured inside and out, but Sparrow denies him once again, as clever, grubby fingers fill him with a delicious heat. He's still begging, but he no longer knows what for, because filled with Sparrow he has no room for despair.