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[ a l l . i s . w e l l . i n . t h e . c a r i b b e a n ] by kHo “I almost forgot how much fun Jack is,” he said, sliding up behind Orlando in that sneaky way of his. He propped his chin on Orlando´s shoulder and smiled out at the ocean. “Don´t usually do sequels. Glad they´re making one though.” Orlando laughed, turning his head slightly and trying to look at him. “Yeah. Me too.” He paused, thinking. “Though, I actually have done the sequel thing.” Johnny laughed, lifting his head and pivoting to lean against the railing. “Yeah, guess you have.” Orlando smiled at the odd melding of Captain Jack´s accent with Johnny´s own cultured and allowed himself to admit that he´d honestly missed it. He looked over at the older man as he gazed into the distance and his smile widened. “I´ve missed you,” he found himself saying, frowning as he realized he´d said it outloud. Johnny looked at him and laughed at the frown on his face. Reaching out and clasping a hand to his shoulder he nodded his head. “Me too, man.” Orlando ducked his head as he felt the blush creep into his neck and stepped away from the railing. “Well, day´s over,” he said, smiling bashfully at Johnny´s bemused expression. “Guess I´ll head…” “Hey,” Johnny interrupted him, walking forward and slinging an arm around him. “What say you we retire to my room and have us a catching up session.” Orlando laughed, allowing Johnny to lead him in the direction of his car. “You´re already talking like Jack,” he said. “What can I say,” Johnny said with a shrug. “He seeps into your bones, man.” When they stepped into Johnny´s hotel room twenty minutes later Orlando was beginning to feel as if they´d spent no time apart at all. There was an easiness that accompanied Johnny and seeped into anyone and everyone around him, including him. He sat down with a huff onto Johnny´s couch and propped his feet up, leaning his head back and letting out a huge yawn. He jerked his eyes open when he felt a cold condensation on his stomach and realized Johnny was holding a beer against his t-shirt, watching him with that eternally amused expression of his. “Thirsty?” “Yeah,” Orlando said, reaching down and taking the bottle from him, frowning as he twisted the cap off. “Sorry, I zoned out there.” “Long day,” Johnny said, sitting on the floor, his head just barely resting on Orlando´s knee. “So what´s been up, kid? How´s Hollywood?” “Oh, ya know,” Orlando said, laughing lightly. “Horrible.” Johnny laughed, patting Orlando´s leg lightly with his hand. “Don´t let it get you down. You´re too young for that, yet.” “It´s not horrible,” he clarified, taking a swig of the beer. “Just…” “Annoying.” ‘Yeah. Exactly. Annoying. Invasive. Unrelenting.” “That´s cause you´re the next hottest commodity,” Johnny said, peering up at him. “Next sex idol.” Orlando rolled his eyes, laughing. “Sex idol.” “Yeah,” Johnny said, shifting and hooking an arm around Orlando´s knee. “Come on, you know you´re sexy.” Orlando felt the blush creeping up again and giggled past it, reaching up to scratch the back of his neck. “Anyway…” “Come,” Johnny said, tugging on Orlando´s knees. “Sit down here with me.” Sliding down the couch he situated himself next to Johnny, smiling as Johnny looked him over with a frown of concentration and nodded his head resolutely. “Much better,” he said, wagging his eyebrows at him. Orlando laughed again, bending over and setting his half-gone beer on the table across from them. “Saw Neverland,” he started, looking at Johnny with an awe-struck expression. “Amazing…” “Eh,” Johnny said, waving his hand dismissively. “Let´s not do that whole thing.” “What whole thing?” “The ‘saw that movie, it was great´ thing.” He smiled and rested a hand on Orlando´s arm. “I know you mean it, Orlando, I´m not saying you´re lying. I´m just saying lets just assume we´ve seen and liked each others movies and move on.” “Okay,” Orlando said, laughing. “I forget sometimes how modest you are.” Johnny ignored him, reaching up and tugging on a strand of Orlando´s hair. “I just don´t want things to wind up being fake between us,” he said, smiling and twisting a piece of Orlando´s hair around one of his fingers. “You know, polite and cordial.” “They won´t be,” Orlando said, finding it hard to concentrate with the way Johnny was looking at him. “I meant what I said. Always will.” “I know,” Johnny said, his smile disappearing before it even fully appeared. “Hey…” Orlando waited for him to continue but Johnny´s mouth shut fairly quickly after that. He raised an eyebrow at him to continue and was met with an intense gaze that nearly took his breath away. “Yeah,” he asked, feeling as if something heavy lay on his chest. Johnny lifted a finger to his lips, chewing on his fingernail for a moment. “Um,” he said, his eyes flickering over Orlando´s face. “I was just thinking,” he said, shaking his head and shrugging. Orlando´s other brow quirked up, amused by Johnny´s reticence to divulge what was on his mind. “About?” “Just…” Johnny shook his head again, frowning. Then, quick as Jack Sparrow, he captured Orlando´s mouth with his own, his hand winding into Orlando´s hair and bringing him forward. He snaked an arm around Orlando´s back before he could pull back and pulled him half on top of him, intensifying their kiss. As taken back as he was by the maneuver, Orlando was even more taken back by his reaction to it: Immediate, undeniable arousal. His pulse quickening, his heart fluttering, he began to return the kiss without even registering what he was doing. When Johnny´s tongue flicked over his lips he didn´t even hesitate before allowing it access to his mouth, moaning as it skated lightly over his own. He was met with a guttural grunt from Johnny and all thought processes were lost. Johnny leaned him back into the couch, hooking a leg over Orlando and then straddling him. His hands rose to splay over Orlando´s neck as he deepened and quickened the kiss to a fevered pitch. He wound a hand into Orlando´s hair and pulled it back hard, lowering his lips to Orlando´s neck, nipping and licking his way to his ear. Orlando´s hands wound their way up Johnny´s chest, grabbing on to his shirt and pulling him even tighter to him. He found it impossible to not whimper in pleasure as Johnny bit into his collarbone. When Johnny ground his hips into his Orlando´s breath caught as he felt the erection rub over his own. “Wanted to do this to you for a long time,” Johnny mumbled into his neck between the licks and scratches of his teeth. “Should´ve,” Orlando managed to gasp out, his eyes squeezing shut when Johnny´s hand ran down his chest and began to fastidiously unbutton his jeans. “Wasn´t sure how you´d react,” Johnny cooed into his ear, biting gently on the lobe and grazing his teeth slowly off. Orlando would have replied but Johnny´s mouth was on his again, and his tongue was in his mouth. His hand was slowly making its way into his jeans and when it closed over Orlando´s shaft he gasped and bucked into it. He felt Johnny laugh lightly into his mouth and thought to himself that he´d never be able to hear Johnny laugh again without thinking about this. He took a deep breath and ripped his mouth away from Johnny´s looking down and concentrating on unzipping Johnny´s own jeans, frowning as his fingers fumbled. Johnny once again began concentrating on his neck but he reached down and took Orlando´s hand in his, guiding it through the process of unzipping his jeans. Orlando bit his lip and wrapped his hand around Johnny lightly, looking up into Johnny´s eyes. “I´ve never…” “Just do what you like to have done to you,” Johnny whispered, yanking Orlando´s jeans down a bit more and running his fingers lightly down Orlando´s cock, smiling when Orlando shuddered involuntarily. He kissed him again as he began to pump Orlando, slowly at first but quickly gathering. At first Orlando tried to keep up, match Johnny pace for pace, but soon he was breathing so erratically it was all he could do to pump once to Johnny´s three. The older man didn´t seem to mind as he continued to work on Orlando, winding his tongue with his lazily and with just enough pressure. When Orlando came, Johnny´s head pitched forward as his body shook with Orlando´s. Orlando was amazed to find that he had come as well, perhaps just for having Orlando´s orgasm come at his hands. He raised his eyes to apologize to Johnny for not reciprocating properly but was interrupted by Johnny´s mouth on his again, this time a sweet slow kiss that said the words for him. Johnny leaned back slightly, licking his lips and smiling lazily down at Orlando. “That was worth the wait,” he said, laughing slightly as he sat on his heels. “I´m sor--” Johnny frowned, shaking his head. “Apologies not necessary,” he said, waving his hands around in a decidedly Jack manner. “All is well in the Caribbean, Orlando.” He smiled, bending forward and kissing Orlando´s forehead lightly. “Trust me.”
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