Easter Egg
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Casts RPF › Pirates of the Caribbean (all)
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Category:
Casts RPF › Pirates of the Caribbean (all)
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
2,583
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is a work of fiction. I do not know the people I am writing about in this fanfiction. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Easter Egg
Disclaimer: Sadly I own neither the film nor the actors and don't make money from this here snippet of fiction either. AFAIK the interaction between real persons as outlined in this story never happened.
A/N: Sorry, no actual sex, only some innuendo. You have my apologies.
Easter Egg
This was unusual, but as a method actor, he didn't protest. He had in fact asked to be treated according to his role all the time while on set. Three strong men dressed as redcoats had dragged him out of the trailer, gagged and blindfolded him and tied his hands behind his back. He had no idea where he was right now. The sound of heavy footsteps in soldiers' boots alerted him. He could feel someone standing rigth in front of him, smelling of wig-powder and Jack Davenport's aftershave. "On your knees, pirate!" The familiar voice with the cultured British accent was calm and collected as always. The actor submitted, smoothly dropping to his knees before the other man. Someone gripped his neck firmly, holding him in place, and removed the gag from his mouth. "Open your mouth, pirate!" the order came promptly. He obeyed, though hesitantly, starting to worry. There was definitely nothing like this in the script. Something thick, soft and juicy was shoved into his mouth. He bit down on it, chewing slowly, exploring the taste, then swallowed. The trademark Jack Sparrow smile spread across his face as he drawled: "Hmmm, rum truffles - my favorites!"
"Happy birthday, Johnny!" the crew cheered.
A/N: Sorry, no actual sex, only some innuendo. You have my apologies.
Easter Egg
This was unusual, but as a method actor, he didn't protest. He had in fact asked to be treated according to his role all the time while on set. Three strong men dressed as redcoats had dragged him out of the trailer, gagged and blindfolded him and tied his hands behind his back. He had no idea where he was right now. The sound of heavy footsteps in soldiers' boots alerted him. He could feel someone standing rigth in front of him, smelling of wig-powder and Jack Davenport's aftershave. "On your knees, pirate!" The familiar voice with the cultured British accent was calm and collected as always. The actor submitted, smoothly dropping to his knees before the other man. Someone gripped his neck firmly, holding him in place, and removed the gag from his mouth. "Open your mouth, pirate!" the order came promptly. He obeyed, though hesitantly, starting to worry. There was definitely nothing like this in the script. Something thick, soft and juicy was shoved into his mouth. He bit down on it, chewing slowly, exploring the taste, then swallowed. The trademark Jack Sparrow smile spread across his face as he drawled: "Hmmm, rum truffles - my favorites!"
"Happy birthday, Johnny!" the crew cheered.