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Izzy rarely played dice with Jack, but he had been moaning about wanting to play for the past few days, ever since Hornigold had thrown a fit over infighting on the crew because of games. No one wanted to risk getting their back ripped apart by the Captain's whip - so they didn't want to play with Jack, either, because he was bound to cheat, and they were bound to want to punch him in the face.

Izzy didn't even try winning the game of dice - there was no point in doing so, especially not against Jack. It was a stupid game, more about luck than anything - and no one would ever be luckier than Jack fucking Rackham, who would try to cheat death if he could.

Of course, Jack wanted to bet.

The winner got his cock sucked by the loser.

One part of him considered saying no.

But then Jack had looked at him just so, still smirking, and said the magic words.

"I'll tell Ed how good you are."

And that was that.

Izzy lost, and then they were sneaking into one of the storage rooms and Jack was putting a hand on Izzy's shoulders and pushing him to his knee.

"Calm the fuck down," Izzy grumbled, acting annoyed but he couldn't deny the way his body reacted at the slight manhandle.

Izzy reached for the laces of Jack's pants, and the other boy ran a hand through his hair just so, his nails scratching the back of his head. A shiver ran down his spine.

"Fuck, old Horni was right," Jack murmured. "You look fucking good on your knees, baby doll."

Izzy rolled his eyes. He didn't want to talk about Hornigold - or what he did in the captain's cabin.

"How about you shut the- fuck up?" Izzy said, pulling his cock free, getting lost in the middle of his sentence as he caught sight of it.

Jack was already hard, thick as well as long, and Izzy's mouth watered despite himself. The instant his cock was out, Jack's hand gripped his hair tighter, enough to tug at his scalp in a way that made heat build up between his thighs.

Jack guided his head by the hair, pressing his head against Izzy's mouth, and Izzy opened up on instinct, parting his lips against the salty taste, ready to take him in.

"Nah, my mouth isn't busy," Jack teased, and Izzy was about to snap at him again when he slipped his cock into his mouth. He flared his nostrils on instinct, his body complaining about the lack of airflow. "You shouldn't worry- Horni only had good things to say about you."

He thrusted his hips against Izzy's face, a slow, agonizing thrust, testing out the boundaries of Izzy's throat as he took him without a beat.

Izzy kept looking at him, making a point to frown. Jack usually avoided Hornigold like the plague - he was the furthest thing from the Captain's favorite one could be, and as much as he acted dumb, he was smart enough to know when to keep away.

The fact that they were talking about him- that they were talking about what Izzy did behind closed doors...

It wasn't that he was ashamed. He was just following his Captain's orders. But he didn't like the shine in Jack's eyes, as if he was planning something.

"I can see why," Jack murmured, and his cock hit the back of Izzy's throat, and he held it there. Izzy reacted, his gag reflex trying to fight it, his body trying to move away, but Jack had a vicious grip on him, his other hand reaching for Izzy's chin, making a point of keeping him right where he wanted him. The touch grounded Izzy back into himself and he made his throat relax, made his body stop fighting.

Even with as much practice as he had, it was hard to find that first animal instinct of fighting for breath.

"Fuck, shit, you're such a perfect bitch for your captain," Jack said, his voice sultry, and Izzy looked at him with a question in his eyes and Jack had that ever-present smirk on his face.

Izzy wasn't sure if Jack was being mutinous, stupid, or just plain horny, and at this point, he didn't even care.

"Yeah, fuck, baby boy, service your captain, that's what you were made to do-"

The words sounded almost wrong in Jack's voice, but then he started to move his hips, getting his cock in and out of Izzy's mouth, working it as if it was a cunt, and Izzy's own tight hole was already dripping from the treatment, from the way Jack was calling himself captain, how he held in tight into place as he fucked him like a fucking thing. Hornigold usually used his hair like a handle, guiding Izzy's head with his grip, or made him work for it, bobbing his head up and down on his cock as he sat on his chair.

But this- Jack holding him tight, hand on his hair and on his face, and using him like this, it felt somehow different, his cock thicker than Hornigold's and his movements somehow, rougher and not quite as rough as Hornigold himself.

The head hit the back of his throat again and again, and his throat clenched at each intrusion, his eyes full of tears from it as his body struggled to breathe through it and all he could feel was the musky smell of him, mixing with the salt of his precum.

"C'mon- you can do better than this for me," Jack said, and Izzy moaned around him, his legs shifting for some friction, and the next time his cock hit his barrier again, Izzy tried to swallow, and was rewarded with the sight of Jack's eyes rolling to the back of his head at the feeling of slipping deeper into Izzy's mouth than he probably should. Izzy felt the tears on his face, knew he was a mess, spit escaping from his mouth and running on his chin, but Jack didn't stop, and then he was pressing his head against the wall and then thrusting as deep as he could into him.

Izzy felt the way his cock throbbed inside of his mouth, and sooner rather than later he felt his cum inside his mouth, and he swallowed it with ease, closing his mouth tighter around him as he took it all. Jack let go of his hair with a sigh of deep, uncensored pleasure, and Izzy couldn't help but pant when he was finally able to fully breathe again.

They both got their sense pretty fast after that, Jack moving away from him and Izzy cleaning his face with the back of his hand.

"We should do that again, sugar tits," Jack said with a smirk.

Izzy rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, we should. Captain," he replied, enjoying the way Jack's cock twitched at the word before he tucked it back into his pants.

Perhaps there was no harm in a little game from time to time.