Title: Whispers Author: Briony Email: Hippediva@aol.com Disclaimer: Rodent Empire. Me, nada. I aims t' pilfer mate. Pairing: Sparrington and then some Rating: PG Summary: Jack and James have a moment that is rudely interrupted. My apologies to everyone. Inspired by the Theban Band's latest manip. Whispers by Briony * * * "Jamie?" Jack's voice breathed into his ear, piercing the darkness like a sigh. The lanterns had long ago guttered in their shrouds of tallow. "D'ye hear that?" "Shhh." Jack twisted in the sheets, turning towards Jamie, limbs tangled in rope. "Kiss me." "Don't be daft, Jack!" "Kiss me now." Jack leaned down, grabbing hold of dark hair, blessedly free of wig and propriety. "Not interested in bein' daft. Jus' kissin'." And Jack proceeded to do just that, lips' soft demand against lips, hand pulling on hair. "Mmmmmm. Luv ya, mate." "Pretty pirate." A low throaty laugh and more kisses, insistent. "Ye'll coax me down off these lines, luv." "And what do I get?" "A pretty pirate?" Giggles mingled with kisses, a chocolate box of affection, were broken by another kind of laugh. "Wha' th' hell!" Incoherent mumbling from the deck below, then a voice, rasped on a whiskey saw and just as ragged. "I need a love....t' make me 'appy. I need a love....." James stared up into ink-dark eyes, wide with shock. "Oh shit!" Jack breathed between kisses. The voice in the darkness sang on. "I'll never be yer beast o'burden..... "Fuckin' hell! DA!" James crossed his arms across his bare chest like a maiden. "Who is it, Jack?" The pirate breathed out a theatrical sigh. "Meet me dad, Jamieluv. An' pay no mind. It's the rum." "RUM???" "Da! Be quiet!" " 'ho's the pretty mate, Jackie-boy?" "No one" "Arrgghh! ye've got yerself a lad ye do! I need a luv t'make me 'appy! Tell me, boy, are ya 'appy?" Jack groaned. "I would be if ye'd shut the 'ell up!" The voice in the darkness chortled. "A Navy man! Lucky boy. 'Ope he can give ya a good poke." "Bloody hell!" James tried. He really tried to stifle his laughter but it was beyond him. "Jack, you are definitely a chip off the old block." "I hate you." "Come here and say that." "mmmmm." "....call me the tumblin' dice....." END