Alpha And Omega || Sparbossa ✔

03 | Bodies on Fire

Okay... smut in this chapter. Jeez, it's been quite a while since I've actually written any smut....

Enjoy I guess!

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Barbossa gently pushes Jack back onto the bed, standing back as he watches Jack remove the remainder of his clothes. He must admit, Jack's not that bad looking naked.

"Not bad, Sparrow." He says, his eyes scanning the younger captain's naked body, noticing for the first time all the scars and tattoos he's never seen on Jack before. Or has seen before but only briefly.

And Jack's decently sized cock. Barbossa wasn't sure what he was expecting with that, but Jack's not too bad. Bigger than he had expected a male omega to have that's for sure.

Jack looks away from the older captain at that, growing a little embarrassed to be naked in front of Barbossa while he's still clothed. Though hopefully Barbossa won't be clothed for long....

He jumps a little, looking over towards the table to find the monkey screeching as he points a little finger towards him.

"You better get yer little beast outta here, Hector." He says, turning back to Barbossa. "I don't want him watching, and I'm sure you don't either"

Barbossa chuckles, shaking his head as he walks over towards his monkey. "Alright, Jack." He says, picking up his little pet. "Out ya get. This be not the place for ya right now."

He takes his monkey over towards the doors of the cabin, setting him down outside, watching as he scurries off away from the cabin. Likely off to annoy some other poor sod on board. That poor sod likely being Ragetti.

Shutting and locking the door behind him, Barbossa turns back towards Jack, finding the younger man watching him, and as he walks back over to him, he notices where Jack's fingers currently are.

"Eager, are ye, Jack?" Barbossa asks, grabbing ahold of his wrist and pulling his hand away from out of his entrance which is already leaking.

Jack whines, shifting around on the bed, pulling his wrist of of Barbossa's hold. "Hector, you fucking bastard." He says. "I need something in me. Preferably you."

"Patience, Sparrow." Barbossa says. "Ye will get what you be wanting soon enough." He assures him, as be begins stripping off his own clothes. "But don't you think we should be settin' rules first?"

Rules? Setting up rules are the last thing on Jack's mind right now.

"Fuck rules." He says, watching Barbossa undress, his eyes lingering on the older man's cock a little longer than necessary.

It's definitely much bigger than his own, although his own is decently sized for an omega. But Barbossa's, Jack finds himself growing concerned whether or not it'll fit or not. But all the same, he finds himself growing hard with excitement at the thought of Barbossa inside him.

He's only had the smallest desire for this, but never thought it would ever happen. Though he never thought he'd ever see Barbossa at all after Isla de Muerta.

But here he is, ready for Barbossa to take him. The thought of it alone causes more slick to drip out of him and his cock to harden.

"You sure?" Barbossa asks, the concern evident in his voice. "I don't want to be doing anythin' you don't want, lad."