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New Worlds - Havana	By : danglingdingle Category: Pirates of the Caribbean (All) > Slash - Male/Male > Jack/Will Views: 1459 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A bellhop, with red jacket and shiny brass buttons, was waiting in the lobby for Jack and Will when they returned from their stroll around the Hotel Nacional’sgardens.

“Captain Jack Sparrow?” he asked. “I was asked to deliver this.”

He held out a silver plate on which lay a white linen envelope with the wordsCaptain Jack Sparrow written in neat script on the outside.

Frowning, Jack picked up the envelope and looked at it front and back, holding it briefly to his nose, he gave it a sniff. “Hmmm.” He held it up to the light before slitting it open with his pocket knife. A key on a brass ring fell out as he removed a single sheet of quality paper, folded once.

“Who’s it from?” Will asked curiously, bending down to retrieve the key, as Jack scanned the contents of the note written on the hotel’s stationery.

Glancing around the lobby, Jack asked the bellhop, “Did you see who left this?”

The young man shrugged. “I was just asked to deliver it. The concierge might know. Would you like me to fetch him for you?”

Jack fished in his pocket for some coins and tipped the bellhop. “S’not important, no.” He waited until the bellhop left, then turned and said in a low voice, “Flavio took the liberty of booking us a room. It seems there have been some complications and the preparations in Cojimar are taking longer than expected.” Shrugging, Jack grinned and spread his arms wide. “So, my pigeon, it appears we will be stuck in Havana a few more days.”

Will smiled. “Doesn’t much matter where, as long as I am stuck with you.”

Glancing at his watch, Jack gave Will a wink. “I believe we have just enough time to check out the more amicable qualities of our room before Flavio returns with our reinforcements.”

Alarmed, Will glanced hurriedly around the spacious lobby. “Revolutionaries? Here?”

Chuckling, Jack took Will’s elbow and steered him towards the elevators. “No, more dangerous that that.” He gestured to two lovely young women sitting at the lobby bar who flashed the two men encouraging smiles. “Our dates.”

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It had been arranged for their “dates” to be waiting in the lobby bar when they returned downstairs from their soirée in their room. Will had suggested they forgo the evening’s entertainment, but Jack insisted otherwise.

“I am perfectly content with staying here,” Will had protested, lazily watching the ceiling fan as it cooled their sweat drenched skin. “What could possibly be more enjoyable?”

Jack rolled over and propping himself on one elbow, took his other hand and lightly brushed back the damp hair from Will’s face. “Willow, I would be more than happy, ecstatic actually, to do nothing more, for evermore, than lie here and explore all the delightful and may I add, tantalizing treasure you have to offer.” He trailed a finger along Will’s jaw and chin, and gave his lips a tap. “But, my darling, you deserve to see first hand the delights of a sultry Havana night.”

Will nipped Jack’s finger, teasing teeth and tongue suckling, so that Jack rolled his eyes and groaned, his resolve wavering. “What can be so alluring about a city where we need “dates” in order to be accepted?” He took Jack’s hand and pressed it to his face, lingering a soft kiss on the palm. “I am not ashamed of us. I do not want to spend my time ashore pretending to be something I am not.”

“Unfortunately, society has not grown any more accepting over the years,” Jack said, nuzzling his face into Will’s hand. “As much as I would wish it otherwise. Although, he said, punctuating each word with a kiss, “You.Might.Just.Be.Surprised.At.What. I.Have.In.Store.For.You.”

Wrestling himself on top of Jack, Will grinned. “Surprise me. Now.”

“What about dinner?” Jack teased.

“Room service.”

“Our dates?”

“They can wait.”

“And you’d rather not.”

Will, being a man of more action than words, answered in his usual fashion.

****

A brisk knock on the door elicited a groan from the two men. Extracting himself from his entangled embrace, Jack pulled on the thick terry robe the hotel provided, and thanking the foresight of Flavio in booking a suite, padded into the next room to see what was so infernally important to interrupt his reuniting with Will.

“Who is it?” Jack said loudly.

“Room Service.”

Jack unlatched the door and opened it enough to see the hall beyond. A uniformed waiter stood patiently with a trolley cart laden with silver domed dishes, fresh flowers and several bottles of wine chilling in their silver tubs.

“We didn’t order room service,” Jack said, eyeing the cart suspiciously.

“No, Sir.” The waiter said, and produced a card tucked away in the flowers. “The gentleman downstairs said you’d understand.” He handed the card through the crack in the door.

Jack scanned the card quickly, a lop-sided grin replacing his initial distrust. He opened the door wide enough to slip the cart through and told the waiter to wait a moment before closing the door in his face. Jack dashed back to the bedroom and quickly rummaged through his pant’s pockets until he found some cash and as quickly darted back to the door, thrusting the handful towards the still waiting waiter. Then, another thought struck him and he told the man to wait again, and rushed back down the hall.

Will, who was half sitting in bed gave Jack a puzzled look. “What is it? Anything the matter?”

“No, not a thing. You just stay there, right there. Won’t be a moment.” Jack smiled and then found the items he was searching for with an “Ah ha!”

The waiter was leaning against the wall outside the room when Jack returned. Scribbling a quick note on the pad of stationery laying next to the phone he wrapped the casino chips that Lansky had given him inside and handed them to the porter.

“There should be two lovely ladies waiting in the lobby bar. See to it they get these, compliments of Jack Sparrow. And inform them we will be joining them a bit later than expected.”

“Yes, sir.” The man pocketed the bundle and asked, “Will there be anything else, sir?”

Jack shooed him on his way. “No, everything is just perfect, now.”

He shut the door and wheeled the cart down the hall to the bedroom. With a flourish, Jack peeled off his robe and holding arms wide, asked brightly, “Did somebody order room service?”
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