Pirates Fic

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Hullo, all! I come bearing fic! And a pirate fic at hat! xD

Title: (Don't have one, you think of one)

Pairing: J/B

Rating: PG

Disclaimer: If only...

Notes: E-flat, G, and F

Summary:

I was in a bit of a mess and my crew had not even tried to assist me. The bloke, Jeeves, I believe that was what they called him, the Dread Pirate Jeeves, had cornered me on the deck. I was used to these sorts of pirate chappies, but this Jeeves fellow did not seem the type. Not to be someone feared, or even to have the reputation- if that’s the word I want- that this chap had.

You see, dear reader, this Jeeves fellow seemed very well mannered and well-taught. He wasn’t barbaric and rash. He did not overtake the ship noisily and with flair. This fellow politely asked to board said ship, and then proceeded to board said ship without my answer.

It was about that time that the Dread Pirate’s crew started reeking havoc on my ship. I must say, it was quite upsetting. My men, I regret to say, were not much of a help, and it wasn’t long before the Jeeves chappie had me cornered with no mercy in mind.

I looked around frantically for someone to help me, but it seemed as if Jeeves’ men had taken my own to their ship.

‘Eh…well, yes, it seems to be just us, Mr Jeeves.’ I said.

‘Indeed it does, sir.’ Jeeves said.

He pulled his sword from his side, and I pulled mine from my side, thus marking the beginning of our battle. Jeeves was quite the swordsman, much fairer than I had first believed. I tried to out-do him, pulling my best moves, but such did not work with this chappie. Jeeves had me down a near defeated state when the most peculiar look came across his face.

Jeeves looked like a cat who had gotten the crème, which I suppose in some way he had, but it quickly turned into a sly smile, which threw me for a whatever-you-call-it. In a brilliant move, the chappie tossed my sword away like an old piece of garbage. I did the only thing that seemed I was able to do; I took off towards the weapon, but was stopped by the flat end of the Dread Pirate Jeeves’ sword.

‘W-well then…’ I said, moving back a step.

Jeeves followed me step for step, then he smiled that peculiar smile again.

‘It seems that you are in a state to surrender, sir.’ Jeeves said.

‘Ah, well, yes, it does seem so.’ I stammered.

Then Jeeves did the most peculiar thing, he tossed his weapon aside. At first I believed that he would just stand there until I made my getaway, but then he began walking towards me again. I started, but then my feet began to move quickly away from Jeeves.

He placed a hand on my shoulder and walked me against the nearest wall. I hit the wall with a thunk and stared in shock at this chappie. It seemed as if I had become a puppy and he the trainer, I obeying his every command. Then what Jeeves did next certainly put me into shock.

Jeeves placed another hand on my side and pulled me in to a close intimate embrace. I didn’t quite register the chappie’s lips across mine at first, but once I felt his tongue making a quite enjoyable sensation against my own tongue my heart nearly gave out.

However, I did not back away, instead I began to realise just how enjoyable the sensation was, and decided it wouldn’t hurt anything if I stayed in my current positioning for just a few moments further.

Needless to say, the rest of the day was rather topping, what with Jeeves being by my side and all. We agreed to sail the seas together, but haven’t quite ironed out all the smaller details. I shall leave that to Jeeves, as he is much better at ironing than I am anyway.
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