A Most Accomodating Commodore by Webcrowmancer (NC-17)

[dragonfly]

Greetings. I am Mojave Dragonfly, and I'm driving the van in September for PotC. I volunteered almost last minute when it looked like there might not be a PotC driver, and I find that many of my favorite fics have already been recced. No matter, PotC is a treasure cave of wonderful stories; I'll find some more.

I started out as a Will/Jack shipper, but I also love Jack/Elizabeth, and have recently been sucked into the wonderful potential dynamic that is Jack/Norrington. So I'll lead with one of those.

Fandom: Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl
Pairing: Jack/Norrington
Author on LJ: Her journal is gone
Author Website: Her lovely website is also gone
Why this must be read:

Why? Because Jack spends almost the entire story tied to Norrington's bed. Need I say any more? ;-) Bondage! Also, Jack's starving, thirsty, and sick with a fever. Hurt! And, being Jack, he still manages to "suss out" what it is Norrington wants when Norrington doesn't even know, and use it to his advantage. Bloody Pirates!

Webcrowmancer's Summary: A repressed British Naval officer and a bound, unwell pirate captive in need of care. The question is, who has been caught, and who is owned?

Webcrowmancer has a charming way with Jack's internal "voice" as well as dialogue:

Damn it, the man had no sense of humor. Jack was all too aware of the folly of baiting the singly most feared and pirate-hating British Commodore in the Caribbean. Still, despite the Commodore's obvious hatred of him (or was it because of that very same hatred of him, he wondered) he was unable to resist the opportunity, and Jack quickly continued, "As one of Her Majesty's own, I'm shocked that you'd consider manhandling another man. Excepting, of course, a man you want to handle who looks like a lass, or a lass who looks like a man - of which I am neither, I can assure you. But still in the event you wish to handle a man, in which case if I am one, then you could drop the pleasantries and get down to business." He paused. "Or pleasure, whichever one you are mistaking the other for."

and she lets us glimpse Norrington's internal struggles as well:

Torn with indecision and with his blood coursing too violently in his veins with the desire to - what had Sparrow suggested - 'manhandle' him, Norrington angrily slammed a fist on his desk. He had to face the consequences of having the man tied in his own bed.

It was no longer a game.

Cursing Jack Sparrow under his breath with phrases that would have sent twin prongs of new respect and terror into the men who served under him, the Commodore stomped back upstairs to his bedroom.

Either way, they were going to have this out, he promised silently. He most carefully ignored the smug accusation in that silent, demonic voice that knew he'd be hard pressed to not help himself, once faced with the temptation of Sparrow's weakness again.

Delicious. This story is followed by at least three sequels that I know of, but this was apparently the first and certainly stands alone.

By the way, Webcrowmancer's web presence is vanishing, and my attempts to reach her for her approval of my rec bounced. If anyone knows something of her whereabouts or wishes, please let me know. I can be reached privately at mojavedragonfly at cox dot net.

A Most Accomodating Commodore