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This is the night that you will always remember...	By : Stina Category: Pirates of the Caribbean (All) > Slash - Male/Male > Jack/Will Views: 12516 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own the Pirates of the Caribbean movie series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Author�s
note:
Well, here
it is- the story of Jack�s life. If you need any inspiration for imagining how
Captain Moore looks� Just imagine someone like� LOTR�s Aragorn in a pirate
outfit. ;)

I am sorry
that this chapter is a bit sad and angsty in some parts�

Chapter
Nine

Jack�s
voice was different when he began to speak. Dreamily, lost in memories.

�I was born
in Virginia� My parents had come over from Europe- my father was from
Southampton, my mother, whom he had married a year ago, was from Spain..�
Will looked
up to Jack, giving him his full attention. So this explained the dark and
exotic looks�
�He bought
a cotton plantation, a huge one. With a beautiful, big white residence. We had
servants, we had slaves� Everything.�

He sighed.
�I think at
first my parents were happy. But� My mother missed her home country. Her
family. Even when I was born, when my sister was born a few years later,
although she loved us� She still was not happy. My father noticed it, of
course. But he did not understand her.�
Jack let
his hand run over Will�s hair.
�My little
sister died at the age of two�� he turned his head to Will when he felt his
lips kiss him comforting. �And my mother turned even sadder. She sat on the porch
for hours, staring into the distance. My father� I think he was helpless. He
never found a way to her heart. And maybe she did not want him to find it.�

Will looked
at him. �And you?�
Jack shook
his head. �My father and me never got along well. And it got worse when he and
my mother started to argue. To fight. So I tried to be away from home as much
as possible. I spent my time in the fields, playing with the slave kids� Dreaming about the world outside I wanted to
see, about adventures��
He pulled
Will closer.
�One night
I could not stand it anymore. Did not want to hear them screaming, crying
anymore. And so I ran away from home. Made my way to the coast and sneaked onto
the first ship I saw.� He laughed. �When they found me we were at sea already
and the captain had two choices � throw me overboard or let me work. He decided
for the latter.�
Will kissed
his shoulder.
�How old
were you��
�I was
fourteen� And I learned all about life and work at sea. I was on three
different ships, saw a lot of the world� And then��

Jack�s
voice turned even softer.
�Then this
guy hired me for his ship. A smuggler. Captain Jonathan Moore. Strong guy. A
rough guy. Very strict, but fair.�
He smirked.
�I was bloody
annoyed because I never got any rum to drink � they said I was too young. But I
was seventeen at that time! So� One night while everyone was on deck, I sneaked
into the Captain�s cabin to steal a bottle.�
Will let
his finger run over Jack�s cheek.
�Let me
guess- you got caught?�

Jack
grinned.
�Yes. The
Captain caught me, the bottle in my hand. Said, he would let me choose. Getting
tied to the cannon in the morning, in front of the crew, getting whipped on my
back. Or��
He took a
deep breath.
�Or let him
punish me right here and now.�
Will�s
eyelids fluttered.
�Well, I
know what I would have chosen��
Jack
nodded.
�So did I,
but I was scared as hell. I didn�t knew what to expect� He� Pulled down my
pants and bent me over his knee. And he spanked me. Very hard.�
Will
stroked his leg gently.
�Did you
like it?�
�No� I was
too scared, and it really hurt. I was just glad that he didn�t� You know, on
the cannon, in front of the others� But as I was still a rather wild boy, in
the following weeks and months I gave him more reasons to call me to his cabin
again. First against my will. But then� Then I began to enjoy it. He had put up
a small desk with a cushion on it where I had to bend over every time� And I
began to look forward to it. Sometimes he did it with his hand, sometimes with
a paddle� Never with the whip.�

Will
snuggled up closer to Jack�s body.
�Did HE
enjoy it?�
Jack
laughed faintly.
�He did.
But he did not dare to show me. On the contrary - on my eighteenth birthday, in
Singapore, he brought me to the best and most expensive whorehouse in town.
Picked a beautiful girl for me and said, she would make a man out of me now.�
�Wow�And..?�
Jack
smiled. �She was very sweet, very patient, and it was indeed very nice.
Jonathan waited for me in the hall until I came downstairs again and we went
back to the ship.�

He took a
deep breath.
�You should
have seen his face when I knocked on his door that night, saying I wanted
another birthday present. I wanted him to use the whip on me.�
�Oh��
�His hands
were shaking. He could not believe I came voluntarily, wanting it. But he did
it. Bent me over the table and took the whip. It hurt, big time. But I loved
it. Loved the sound, the sharp pain� And I think I made enough noises showing
that I enjoyed it.�

Jack moved
a bit on the bed and Will realised the memory still sparked excitement in him.
But he knew, this was not the moment to take advantage of it.
�Suddenly
he dropped the whip. Then he had some bottle in his hand, I felt the oil and
thought it was for the weals on my buttocks�. But his fingers slid between
them� He was trembling, saying he could not hold himself back any longer� I
heard the rustle of his clothes, felt the pressure of something thick and hard,
a piercing pain � and realised what he was about to do.�
Will stared
at him with bated breath.
�And�?�
�I tried to
get away but he pressed me down, putting his hand over my mouth. And while I
still was struggling, I felt him push inside, and it was such a strange
feeling, mixed with pain� As I told you, he was a rough guy, but he tried to do
it slow, not wanting to hurt me too much. He began to slide in and out, one
hand still on my mouth, the other caressing my neck. And very soon, I began to
feel the pleasure� He felt how I relaxed, heard the sounds I made� He wanted to
take his hands away, but I shook my head��

Will
nodded. �When you took me in the prison cell�� he whispered. �And put your hand
over my mouth to silence me when I came��
Jack kissed
his cheek.
�You liked
that�?� he whispered.
�Yes��

They
cuddled up closer together.
�Go on��
Will said softly.
�He held me
like that all the time until we both came. I think on that night I began to
love him� And he said later he had loved me from the very first moment he saw
me, but had never dared to say or do anything, because of my youth��
Jack
sighed.
�The next
years were� So wonderful. We sailed through the Caribbean, smuggling rum, silk
and sometimes even gold, and I learned so much. About the world, about the
places we hadn�t been yet together� At day we stood at the helm and he told me
about colourful northern lights, blue ice bergs and the wonders of India� And
at night in his cabin I learned all about love and lust. He taught me how to
use the whip, using it on him, or once on some miserable sailor we found with
his hands in the gold� He made love to me in ways I never would have imagined
that they would be possible��

Jack took a
deep breath and stayed silent for a while. And Will remembered what he had told
him � that the story of his life was not a happy one. He wrapped his arms
around Jack�s waist.
�Tell me��
he whispered.
�One night�
We came to Georgetown. Had too many drinks in the tavern, roamed the streets,
singing, laughing� And then we saw this huge house. It was dark, with a single
light in one window. You could see a beautiful silver figurine of a unicorn
behind it on a table, and I said, wow, look at this� I wanted to go away, but Jonathan said, if you like it, I�ll get
it for you�
I said No!,
but it was too late. He had sneaked through the open window and��
Jack shook
his head.

Will
caressed his hand. �They caught you.�
�Yes�
Jonathan begged them to let me go, he lied, saying I was his son and only
sixteen� But they threw us into the prison. It turned out that he gained quite
a bad reputation throughout the years, being a well known smuggler, and, to
make it worse, the house he had broken in was the Governor�s house� They put us
in two separate cells, so all we could do was talk� I will never forget a
single word he said on that night, how he tried to cheer me up, saying
everything would turn out fine��

He pressed
Will�s fingers.
�They took
him away, and for two days I stayed in my cell, not knowing what had happened
to him. And on the next night the old prison guard came and opened my door. Get
away, boy, he said, you�ve been punished enough� I asked him about Jonathan,
but he did not answer. All the other cells were empty. I stumbled out of the
prison. It was a full moon that night� I ran down the streets, not knowing
where to go, where to search for him�
And then��
He pressed
Will�s hand so hard that it hurt.
�Then I
passed by the market place� And� In the moonlight� I saw��
A sob
escaped Jack�s throat.
�I saw the
gallons��
Will�s eyes
widened.
�Oh no�! No��
He pulled Jack�s head to his chest, pulling him tightly to his body. �No� Oh
God��

And Jack,
who had not let his feelings out for years, started to cry, his face buried at
Will�s chest.
Will held
him, stroking his head gently, while tears were streaming down his own face.

An hour
passed before Jack was able to talk again.
�Thank
you�� he whispered. �It feels so good to be here with you and finally� To
tell��
Will kissed
his swollen, red eyes.
�I�m here
for you��
Jack leant
his head on Will�s shoulder.
�I did not
even have the chance to� Cut him off the rope, as I heard people coming nearer�
I had to run away, had to leave him behind� I made my way to the next town, the
next harbour. There I found Jonathan�s ship.�
�Why didn�t
the crew try to free you both?�
Jack
laughed, but it was not a happy laugh.
�Who falls
behind, gets left behind. Pirate�s code. Goes for smugglers as well. I had no
right to blame them. But to honour Jonathan, they made me their Captain. And we
quit smuggling. We became pirates.�
He sighed.
�Many years
have passed since that night. We lost Jonathan�s ship in a battle with the
Spanish navy. Commandeered a bigger one. And one day we sailed back to
Georgetown and burnt down the Governor�s house.�

Will let
his fingers run over Jack�s face, smoothing the lines.
�What about
your family��
Jack kissed
his fingertips.
�In Tortuga
I once met a man who knew my family. He said my mother had returned to Spain,
leaving my father behind. Said, my father had died a few years ago. The house
is empty now, the plantation abandoned, a trustee looks after it from time to
time. Waiting for the heir to come one day into his inheritance.�
He shook
his head.
�But he
will never come.�

Will looked
up to him.
�You?�
�Yes, me. But
I don�t want it, I could never live there. I can�t live without the sea,
without a ship. It�s a pirate�s life for me.�
He looked
out if the window over the dark sea.
�That was
my life so far, Will. I closed my heart to every joy, to every feeling.�
He smiled.
�And then I
saw you. Standing in my way in the smitty, so na�ve, so innocent. Trying to
stare me down with your beautiful large brown eyes, fighting the evil pirate
with so much courage and passion. When they put you into prison, too, I tried
to tell myself that it was your fault alone, that I didn�t care��

Jack lifted
Will�s chin, kissed his lips.
�But I did
care. And I could not let them hurt you.�

Will
wrapped his arms around Jack�s neck, opened his lips to deepen the kiss.
For a while
they caressed and kissed each other silently.

Then Will
looked into Jack�s reddened, tired eyes.

�Sleep
now�� he whispered.

They blew
out the candles and snuggled up to each other.
And Will
knew, on the next morning he would not wake up alone again.

Tbc.

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