PotC Ficlet - A Happening of Porn, with Sand

[order_of_chaos]

Title: A Happening of Porn, with Sand.
Author: order_of_chaos
Pairing: Sparrington (written for the Sparringtonfest at scruffy_love)
Rating: NC-17
Beta: Many, many thanks to the wonderful redorchard for betaing!
Phrase-prompt 34: The two men are shipwrecked on an island.  Porn happens.  The end.
Summary: See title.  See also, prompt.  Says it all, really.

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The two men are shipwrecked on an island.  Porn happens.  The end.  Yes, I know it was short, but… what?  You wanted more details?

You wanted, perhaps, the feel of salt crusting on skin as seawater dries; and sand, warm and dry and everywhere, driving the pair of them to distraction.  You wanted the shock of a first meeting, of discovering they’re not alone, and a battle to the not-quite-death over the last surviving coconut; bitter snark blending into not-so-bitter snark, shared jokes and shared understandings.  To see clothes shed in the heat, forgotten layer by layer.  And no rules – the rest of the world might as well not exist; the only thing real this island, this sun, this no-longer-enemy.  Nothing to stop James from taking fistfuls of Jack’s hair, with its beads and tangles and pieces of seaweed, and dragging him down for a kiss.  And it’s down because James is sprawled on his back in the ever-present sand, and Sparrow on top of him means a shield from the sun, and warm, wriggly pirate pressed against him without his having to move, and that’s good.  He’s licking hungrily at cracked Sparrow-lips and sucking Jack’s tongue into his mouth, parting his own lips easily to let the pirate take control – take him.  Not literally, of course, because sand and sodomy don’t mix, but pleasurably, with the breath of a grin as the pirate pulls back a fraction and moves, fitting their cocks together in one hand and stroking, up then down then up again, too slowly.  And repeating the motion, over and over until James stops being lazy and bucks up into him, desperately, with something that’s almost a plea and almost a snarl.  Jack laughs, bites down on the pulse-point of James’ throat and twists his hand in a wicked, practised motion that sets James to shivering and crying out as he comes, spilling his seed over Jack’s hand and Jack’s cock, slickness and another quick stroke triggering Jack’s own orgasm.  Then there’s more sand, stirred by the breeze and sticking to inconvenient places; James limp and satiated pinned under Jack, Jack limp and satiated draped over James, and more contentment between them than two people shipwrecked on a desert island have any right to possess.

You wanted that?  Good.  I’m happy for you.  As for details, that’s all you’re getting.

The two men are shipwrecked on an island.  Porn happens.  The end.

Comments

[xx-sorceress-xx.livejournal.com]

Absolutely marvellous! Very witty, just the right balance of comedy with seriousness.

[order_of_chaos]

Thanks!!

[cassiopaya.livejournal.com]

At first I thought, "What? Not wigs?" but then you made it all better. Thank you.

[order_of_chaos]

*grin* Glad you liked it, precious :P
I do have wig-fic to post, even - I'm just going through a lazy stage at the moment and haven't got around to it.

[tiggothy.livejournal.com]

I am dead from teh guh.

Thank you :-) Couldn't ask for a better start to the morning :-)

[order_of_chaos]

Thanks!!! This is where I debate the relative merits of resurrection spells and necrophillia, isn't it? Anyway - very glad you're dead, and have a wonderful day!

[tiggothy.livejournal.com]

The day has turned out to be so-so. I think that means I should re-read the porn ;-)

PS This morning, when I was reading it, my husband came downstairs & started talking to me. My response "Just shut up a minute will you, I'm in the middle of some good porn." I'm not entirely sure what it says about our relationship (or me) that he just did as I asked...

[order_of_chaos]

Sounds like lack-of-imminent-divorce to me *g* Good husband.

[jedipirate.livejournal.com]

My, how I've missed you. ^_^ *sigh*

*glomps at teh loveliness*

This makes me want to write Sparrington again.

[order_of_chaos]

And anything that makes you want to write Sparrington again is, by definition (1), a good thing *g* Very glad you liked it! I should post more often, but then you wouldn't get to miss me :P


1. Excerpt from "The Dictionary of Chaos".
Good Thing (noun): Something that makes jedipirate want to write Sparrington again.

[polly-glot.livejournal.com]

*applause*

Original, funny, hot...what else could anyone want? Love this.

[order_of_chaos]

*bows to applause*
*grins madly*
Glad you liked it!!

[ladyhamilton.livejournal.com]

Yes, that's exactly what I wanted! How ever did you know? *g* Yummy details, and realistic, too- sand and sodomy don’t mix! =)

[order_of_chaos]

*grin* Thank you!! I love that line too :)

[gestalt1.livejournal.com]

sand and sodomy don't mix
Keheheheheh! Best. Line. Evar!