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James couldn’t believe it. He was currently in a dark, cramped corner of a ship, kissing the very man he had attributed his downfall to.
Jack had James against a wall, the two men’s mouths slotting together continually. He pulled away from the kiss, starting to unbutton the former commodore’s waistcoat as his mouth latched onto his neck instead.
James gasped, tugging Jack’s hair to get his attention. He wasn’t the best at communicating verbally during moments like this - in part due to the fact he had limited experience with these things, and in part due to the fact that he was breathless from the dizzying rush of emotions going through him.
“Sparrow.” he said firmly, in that same tone he used when he had commanded his men back in Port Royal.
Jack looked up at James with a hint of confusion. “Yeah?” he replied. James huffed at the pirate’s expression. “If you’re going to behave like a common scoundrel, at least ask if I’m alright with it first.”
Jack gave a small nod. “Ah. Right.” He let go of James, making a small motion towards the other man. “Are you alright with me undressing you a bit?”
James blinked at the way Jack worded it. Well, at least he was trying. “… yes.” he finally replied. Jack didn’t waste a moment, his fingers moving swiftly back to the buttons as he undid them one by one.
A small, reluctantly amused smile formed on James’s face. “Patience truly isn’t a virtue you possess, is it?” he asked with a small chuckle. Jack looked up with a grin. “Why be patient when there’s no need to?” he quipped in response.
He pushed the jacket and waistcoat off of James’s shoulders, before starting to remove his shirt as well. James decided to help out by untying his cravat, his hands trembling just a little as his chest was bared more and more.
“So tell me, Jack…. Are you going to undress yourself, or do I get the privilege of doing it?” he asked. Jack’s hands stilled on James’s shoulders for just a moment. “I mean…. I guess you could do it, if you really want to.” he finally replied as he took James’s shirt off.
James nodded, feeling his heart flutter in his chest. “Good.” He pushed Jack away just a little so he had better reach, starting to pull Jack’s vest off first. But unlike Jack, his movements were measured, controlled, and just a little bit cautious.
“Well, for what I lack in patience, you seem to have plenty to make up for it.” Jack teased as James pulled his shirt off. James rolled his eyes, before his gaze fell on Jack’s naked torso. He gingerly ran a finger over the skull tattoo on the other man’s midsection as his light green eyes met Jack’s brown ones once more.
“So, Captain Jack Sparrow….. what exactly did you have in mind…?” he murmured in a low, slightly sultry tone. Jack moved closer again, their bodies almost completely pressing together. “Would you like to find out….?” he whispered against the other man’s ear as his voice became more gravelly.
James gave a small, eager nod of assent. Without hesitating for a moment, Jack started to run his hands over James’s body, his mouth moving to suck and kiss at the supple skin of his neck again.
James’s head fell back against the wall with a dull ‘thud’ as his eyes fluttered shut. His nails dug into Jack’s back, his breath leaving him in a sharp, violent gasp. He couldn’t help but push his hips against Jack’s as his need grew. Jack reciprocated the action by nudging his hips back against the other man’s.
“You’ll at least make sure that…. mark, as well as any others, will be covered up by my clothes, right?” James asked as he leaned into the sensation of Jack’s mouth working on his neck.
Jack pulled back, his hands running over James’s arms. “I can’t make any promises….” he rasped as he resumed his ministrations. James’s breath hitched, his grip on Jack’s sides tightening. He was trying to keep some semblance of composure, but Jack seemed to be unraveling him completely.
“You’re insufferable.” he breathed out. He pressed his thumbs firmly against Jack’s nipples, drawing a gasp out of the other man. “You don’t seem to mind all that much.” Jack replied, his chest rising and falling as he grew more and more worked up.
James couldn’t deny the truth to Jack’s words, even with the way they were being choked out. He didn’t mind Jack’s antics as much as he once had.
“….. so it would seem.”
Jack was truly taken off guard by that. He expected James to deny it. But having him agree….. well, it made him feel some things.
“I thought you would resist a bit more.” he admitted as he buried his face in the crook of James’s neck. James scoffed lightly, though there wasn’t any true annoyance present. “Oh, please. We’re already half-naked and acting rather intimately with each other, what’s the point of denying the truth when it’s right here, clear as day?”
He looked down at Jack as his eyes opened again. “Besides…. You’re making me feel so wonderful, and I think denying that would be a bit rude….” he whispered.
He felt a little embarrassed by how sappy that sounded. But that didn’t matter at the moment.
His hands drifted down to Jack’s waist, his hips bucking forward once more. “Now…. I think it would be best if we followed the many examples you’ve made and stopped talking and started doing, don’t you think?”
Jack nodded, resting his forehead against James’s as he gazed into the other man’s eyes with want and need. “Indeed.”
The two men’s intimate encounter continued in that corner of the ship, while the rest of the crew was left completely unaware. Neither of them had expected to find themselves in such a situation together, let alone enjoy it or let it get that far. But now that they were there, there was no need to hold back any longer.