He doesn’t know the name of the pirate who comes to him one dark, moonless night.
The firm, possessive grip leaves bruises for days to come. And another, wooden-eyed pirate gives him toothy grins that could be both cruel mocking and knowing sympathy. A tiny voice in his mind tells him he ought to call it rape but he had sucked honesty in every
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Now I just want to know what else he might've sucked :)
This gives me a whole slew of ideas of young!Will's troubled years dealing with loneliness and being ignored, perhaps even abused to some extent, enough to result in him taking any kind of contact with dubious pleasure.
Or, perhaps he's awakening to the possibility that he just enjoys being used.
Wonderfully thought provoking, thanks for sharing!
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Or, perhaps he's awakening to the possibility that he just enjoys being used.
Well, then he certainly will find good company in Beckett I think... or maybe Barbossa, I wonder if there has ever been Will/Barbossa. lol
Thanks for the lovely comment.
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But now to the serious business. I really liked how you set the line so very thin between rape and... lust I think is the word. You give Will's character much more depth then most and that is what I love about it. This drabble says so much and nothing at all.
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