[PotC fic] Pirate drabbles

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Jack woke in the cup of a corner with his hand on a shapely backside, the weather happy like a devil's contentment, with the sky gorgeous (and bright) and the sun beaming (a scorching smile) and the air crisp (clearly carrying all the voices of seems what like all the gulls in the caribbean).

Like all his mistresses, Jack's rum sometimes slaps him in the morning. He would think it otherwise, it's not like he deserved that.

Speaking of mistresses..Jack petted the stern.

"We'll use more oil next time."

The Pearl groaned, but grumpily started waking up for the new day.

'Cause klostes said (here),
"And I do buy Jack Sparrow as most definitely bi, poly, and whatever else may come his way to try, seeing as how his first love will always be the Pearl and those knotholes do chafe after a while, I'm sure."

and heh, canon OTP! XD

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Title: Spin Spin Spin

Pairing: Jack / various

Rating: PG?

Summary: Rules? What rules?

Note: Challenge Response to Spin the Bottle, pirate style.

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It was late. Most of the remaining wedding guests were drunk, and listing.

The bottle, a fiendishly expensive 1601 Merlot, was still spinning on the tabletop.

“I thought he knew the rules, ” Will mentioned, biting his swollen lips as Jack dove into Widow Jamison’s mouth.

“I think he thought they were more like…guidelines.” Elizabeth raised an eyebrow as Norrington was left breathless and confused. She unconsciously touched her fingers to her own bruised lips.

They watched Jack make his way around the salon.

The bottle spun, and Jack Sparrow was delightedly determined to kiss every person it pointed at.

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Title: Jealousy

Pairing: Jack and his one true 'ship.

Rating: G

Summary: Jack should've stopped while he was ahead...

Note: Might be considered spoofy

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"Listen to me, luv, it wasn’t like that!” Sparrow perched on the bow and turned to take her in with a glance, “She didn’t mean anything, and you know it, was a dalliance, only!”

Sparrow paced down the length of the decks. “You’re the only one able to match me. The only one I-” he broke off and caressed a railing.

But his hand paused, consideringly.

Mentioned,

“Though the Interceptor was quite fetching.”

The boom caught him off guard and slammed into his face.

Gibbs watched his captain pick himself up. He wondered what Sparrow meant by ‘not deserving that.’

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Title: Marital Disputes

Pairing: OTSea, other

Rating: PG

Summary: Jack really, really should quit while he’s ahead.

Note: fajrdrako, you *know* where this is from…::grin::

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“…and then she hit me!” Jack circled sand with the heel of his bottle. Took a swig.

The water lapped a teasing curve across his left thigh. Shuffled towards his pants’ closures.

“My mistress,” Jack laughed, “you are simply insatiable!” He stood.

But.

Paused, tilted his head.

“Yes. ‘Mistress.’ I promised the Pearl-”

A sudden crest slammed into him, shoving Jack headfirst into the sand. He mouthed grit, dragged himself up, “Fine. Mayhap I deserved that, but.” Jack glanced down at the bottle.

Empty.

"My lady, you are too cruel." he managed, before another wave shoved him, straight into the grit.

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