otonia
Ейей, я нашла сиквел к тому фанфику по Пиратам. Любовь все-таки победила, а я обогатилась некоторыми бесполезными знаниями о том, что, например, такое катамит (catamite), а это ни кто иной, как мальчик, состоящий в половой связи со взрослым мужчиной.
Под конец Джек пригрозил Уилла немного keelhaul, и я задалась вопросом, о степени эротичности угрозы. Как выяснилось, эротики там хоть отбавляй, ибо это означает протаскивать под килем в наказание. Это когда человека перетаскивают с борта на борт под кораблём хД то есть совсем под кораблём, под водой
Ну а вообще было много милоты. Например про собственность:
"Jack Sparrow isn’t interested in me," Will said. He spoke softly. "He sent me off almost a year ago. Haven’t seen or heard of him since."
MacDougall threw his arm around Will, and the heavy weight, combined with the smell of death and his own sweat made Will queasy. "He’ll come."
"How do you know that?"
"Like it or not, you’re his property," MacDougall said. He licked his finger and ran it down Will’s cheek. "And it just won’t sit with him proper that someone else is playing with it."
Правда, когда внезапно начались признания, я чуть не разочаровалась
"I won’t kill innocents for you, Jack, maroon me again, that won’t change."
"Maroon is when you send a man off to die without getting your hands dirty. You were not marooned."
"I may as well have been!" Will said, anger shaking inside him. "I--"
"You what, boy?" Jack said. His eyes were again too bright.
The words wouldn’t come. "I needed you," he said. "There was no sun, no wind. No waves. Nothing. You marooned me out there to die."
Honestly?
Солнце, ветер, волны? хД
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Под конец Джек пригрозил Уилла немного keelhaul, и я задалась вопросом, о степени эротичности угрозы. Как выяснилось, эротики там хоть отбавляй, ибо это означает протаскивать под килем в наказание. Это когда человека перетаскивают с борта на борт под кораблём хД то есть совсем под кораблём, под водой

Ну а вообще было много милоты. Например про собственность:
"Jack Sparrow isn’t interested in me," Will said. He spoke softly. "He sent me off almost a year ago. Haven’t seen or heard of him since."
MacDougall threw his arm around Will, and the heavy weight, combined with the smell of death and his own sweat made Will queasy. "He’ll come."
"How do you know that?"
"Like it or not, you’re his property," MacDougall said. He licked his finger and ran it down Will’s cheek. "And it just won’t sit with him proper that someone else is playing with it."
Правда, когда внезапно начались признания, я чуть не разочаровалась
"I won’t kill innocents for you, Jack, maroon me again, that won’t change."
"Maroon is when you send a man off to die without getting your hands dirty. You were not marooned."
"I may as well have been!" Will said, anger shaking inside him. "I--"
"You what, boy?" Jack said. His eyes were again too bright.
The words wouldn’t come. "I needed you," he said. "There was no sun, no wind. No waves. Nothing. You marooned me out there to die."
Honestly?

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