sunset tower - a wishbone fanfic

"My protestations are brought to a sudden end when Davy's finger is pressed against my lips. My heart skips a beat. For being a ghost, his skin is warm and soft. He glares at me and glances at the ghost ship below, then continues to march me along. I remain quiet, the memory of his touch bouncing through my head in a confused rush.

'The captain will explain everything,' Davy whispers to me. 'Now I need you to listen very carefully. Whatever I say, you agree with. Do not talk to any of the other crewmates. And do not anger the captain.'

He gazes into my eyes, and I'm taken aback by the flood of emotion that I find myself staring into. He's commanding me, ostensibly, but beneath that, he seems to be pleading."

connell never expected to stare death in the face - or for his face to be so hot. new and inexperienced as a sailor, connell has never set foot on a boat before. his first seafaring journey is interrupted by the fearsome captain van der decken, who challenges him to a game of chance. but van der decken is the least of connell's worries: the attractive lieutenant davy jones wants more than this sailor's soul...

davy jones: demon, devil, debauchery-doer. misunderstood for years as an evil spirit, the only sin davy wants to commit is with connell. only problem is, his captain wants to impress connell into an eternity of servitude aboard the flying dutchman. as his trauma returns, davy is forced to confront the impossible: how can he save the one thing he loves by letting him go?