'AME DE CORPS D'ESPRIT

(Discalimer: This never happened except in my little slashy brain. I make only satifaction from these stories and joy in the writng, readership and comments)

'AME DE CORPS D'ESPRIT
In the beginning filming the hanging and escape scenes in California seemed like great fun to Johnny. As the days progressed it seemed Orlando was not only watching him more but actually reaching out and touching him more! It acuminated with the hanging scene.
When Gore yelled "cut" and Johnny realized he was still down in "the hole" and no one one was coming to pull him out...hands tied together and a "noose" around his neck it was impossible to move. When two beautifully large hands reached in and pulled him out it was not really a surprise to be nose to nose with Orlando. The soft laughter that followed and Johnny's soft spoken:
"Thank You." and "Now that was fun...got a little worried though" had Orlando
smiling gently and saying
"No need to worry mate. I've got your back" The brief locking of brown eyes would, unbeknownst to them, carry over to the blue waters of the Caribbean and beyond.
When it was time to fly to the Caribbean Johnny and Orlando found themselves sitting next to each other in the first class section of the airplane. Gore and Bruckheimer made sure there was plenty of cocktails and snacks. Johnny was sitting in his chair drinking Merlot and reading Oscar Wilde alternating with bits of Edgar Allen Poe. From the corner of his eye he could see Orlando staring at him
Finally Johnny turned to Orli and asked "Wilde or Poe?"
"Huh?" was all the younger actor could say.
"Wilde or Poe, which would you like to borrow? Those airplane magazines are very boring."
"Whatever you're not reading." Orli responded
"Well I am reading both but I recommend The Portrait of Dorian Gray"
Orli took the book, opened it up, read a few lines, then ask "Why?"
"Why what?" Johnny replied.
"Why Dorian Gray?" Orli asked, smiling.
"Romance...." Johnny stated and continued reading his Poe book. "Romance my young friend." He stated softly with a slight wink


PART TWO
When the plane touched down in the Caribbean Orlando handed the unfinished book to Johnny. "Hold on to it and give it back when you finish it. I want to know what you think" Johnny gestured his hand toward the book.
"He's in love with him?" Orlando inquired.
"Yes, " Johnny answered "Some people think its based on Oscars love for Lord Bosie. I think it's beautiful. A love that transcends gender or social classes. A love that transcends all. The love of one soul for another despite........" and Johnny's eyes trailed out the window, then back to Orlando and if he wasn't damned Johnny's eyes were the darkest watery pools he had ever seen.
"I get a little emotional over Dorian Gray. It makes me weep what happened to Oscar." he said.
'Well I'll be damned' Orlando thought, ' He really is sensitive, eh? Not Mr. Tough guy like some people say.... .

The days that followed were filled with working one scene after another. Orlando began to feel the effects of the full hotel he was staying in. It was not easy to sleep in a place where the majority of the people were on a party vacation. One day while sitting in make up, Johnny, sitting in the chair next to Orlando, noticed the young man yawning continuously.
"You should do less partying and more sleeping or its gonna get ya." he said.
"Its not my party that's getting me. Its everyone else in the hotel. Its a madhouse and I'm getting no sleep."
"Why don't you move your things over to my boat? I'm all alone and have plenty of room."
"Oh I don't want to inconvenience you and invade your privacy. I know how big you are on privacy."
"Don't worry, I've got your back mate." and with that he smiled and handed Orlando a set of keys.
"Are you sure?"
"Absolutely. It will be nice to have such great company. I would be honored to share my home with you Orli." The two men locked eyes for what seemed an eternity when Orlando broke the contact by asking
"Can I move in tonight?'
"See you then.......roomy" And both men shared in a nervous laughter that only they seemed to understand.

Six days after Orlando moved onto Johnny's boat a severe Tropical storm hit the St. Vincent area. Johnny was lying in his bed with a book propped upon his chest when he heard a light tap tap tapping at his bedroom door. He glanced at the digital alarm clock next to his bed, it read 1:30 A. M
"Orli?" he called
"Yeah" the young man answered.
"Uh? Come in?" Johnny questioned.
"Hi" Orli said some what shaky. The sound of thunder making him cringe.
"Bonsoir" Johnny stated . He was lying under the covers, his chest bare and his skin the color of brown sugar.
'Oh my god' Orli thought 'that is the most beautiful human being I have ever seen....
"yeah ........Can I come in?"
"Sure, you O. K?' Johnny asked
"Uh, this is gonna sound sooooo childish but...I am deathly afraid of storms... I mean....phobic like!"
"I'm afraid of clowns" Johnny said "and spiders.....and John Wayne" He added with a smile.
"John Wayne?" Orli asked.
"Uh, never mind" Johnny said with a rare, albeit sexy smile
"Get in" he said and pulled back the covers.
"Really?" Orli asked with a little discomfort at the thought of climbing into bed with Johnny...I mean 'Oh my god' he thought' Johnny Depp'
With out waiting he climbed into the bed like a child high on fear. He looked up at Johnny with wide brown eyes and said
"I mean really REALLY scared of storms..Johnny"
"It's O. K". Johnny reached up, took off his glasses and laid down his book. He reached out and touched Orlando's arm with such tenderness and care Orlando almost exploded on contact.
He moved down onto the bed so that both men were face to face. They lay there in silence for awhile when Orlando said "John Wayne?"
"John Wayne" Johnny said. They both broke out in laughter.
"Why John Wayne?" Orlando asked.
" Let's not go there" with this Johnny reached up and touched Orlando's face, starting at the cheek bones and moving down to rest at the spot just below the jaw line. Orlando let out a gasp. somewhat hyperventilated.
"This okay?" Johnny asked.
"More than okay" Orlando responded."Much invited....."
"And this?" Johnny inquired while moving his hand down to Orlando's bare chest, right where his heart was beating out a melody that said "Yes Yes Yes"
"Rightly so" The young man whispered.
"And this?" Johnny asked as he leaned in and lightly kissed Orlando's soft lips.
"John Wayne?" Orlando asked.
"Shut up!" and with this Johnny rolled over on top of Orlando and there tongues met for the first time.
"Wanted this for so long" Johnny whispered between kisses.
"Really?" Orlando asked letting his tongue glide across Johnny's lower lip."How long? When?" he asked between labored breathes.
"Palos Verde's. California......" Johnny reached down to the top of Orlando's Pajama bottoms, hooked his thumbs into the waistband and began to pull them off, never taking his eyes off his young lover. Once they were removed he shed his own in one very experienced maneuver. With both their bodies completely shed of any material Johnny reached down between the two bodies and found their pulsing members.He took them both into his hand, holding them together as if they were one. He looked deep into Orlando's eyes and said.
"Nous avons un ans que mon ame est a vous" (We are one. My soul is yours)
The pressure Johnny's hand was applying to their lower extremities was so great that Orlando's breathing began to come labored and finally silenced.
"Breathe" Johnny whispered. "Please breathe"
" I need more" Orlando whispered.
"Do you know what you ask?" Johnny questioned" You might want to think about that for awhile."
"I already have" and with that statement Orlando wrapped his long legs around Johnny's body intending to never let go.
"Oh my god" Johnny whispered "I am not sure I can take this." He began to kiss Orlando's neck, behind his ears and then moving to his lower lip. All the while, he moved his hand between Orlando's legs and said "Are you sure?'
"Never more so.........baisez-moi"
Upon hearing Orlando speak these words in french , that Jack Sparrow grin, gold teeth and all, flashed across his face.
"Oui" Johnny whispered "Oui" He reached for his nightstand, found the little bottle and let the oil glide over his cock.
Johnny reached behind Orlando and found the forbidden zone he was looking for. He pushed one finger in very slowly.
"Have you ever......"
"No" Orlando squeaked "Never."
"It will hurt at first. Just tell me when to stop and I'll......"
"Don't stop, Johnny, ever."
Johnny looked into Orlando's eyes and replaced one finger with two. The younger man closed his eyes and began to breathe in sharp labored breathes. Johnny retrieved his fingers, poised his cock and slowly entered his young inexperienced lover.
"Ame de corps d' esprit" (Mind, body and soul) Johnny whispered into Orlando's ear over and over.
"So good" Orlando breathed. "Oh my god!" with each movement Johnny made, the sensations that Orlando felt intensified into what he could only explain as a tidal wave. Then Johnny hit that hidden spot and Orlando shouted at the top of his voice
"What the hell was that?" Orlando gasped.
"Did you like it?' Johnny qeustioned.
"Yes"
"Then does it matter what it was?" and with that question Johnny hit the sweet spot over and over again each thrust a little more aggressive than the previous one. With his hand holding Orlando's cock the whole time he gave one last thrust of both hand and body. Orlando came with a sound that one could compare to a mewling of a kitten. Johnny's climax took a few more sharp thrust.
"Fuck!" he shouted with each one,"Fuck!" and he collapsed into a heap on top of his friend.
They lay in silence, not moving for several moments. Johnny pulled out, rolled over and looked over at his new lover.
"That was..."
"Yeah" Orlando stated.
"May sound cliche, but I need a cigarette." He rolled over the top of Orlando, reached for the nightstand and got his tobacco pouch, then rolled onto his back. He began to roll his cigarette into the skinny brown paper. Orlando watched his every move. When his tongue came out to lick the paper Orlando moaned, rolled over, reached for the lighter and lit the end of Johnny's cigarette.
"Merci"
"I love it when you speak French. Do it often?"
"I don't realize when I shift into it. I live with a French woman, my children are half French. I have lived in France for almost 10 years now....so it seems to come natural. My daughter speaks Frenglish."
"What the hell is that?" Orlando asked, reaching over and taking Johnny's cigarette from him and pulling a long drag on it.
"You smoke?" Johnny inquired with surprise.
"I do at the moment. What's Frenglish?" He asked again handing back the cigarette.
"Its a combination of English and French. Sometimes all in one sentence. Sometimes Vanessa will ask her questions in French and Lilly-Rose will answer in English. It freaks people out, especially in public."
Just then Johnny's cell phone rang. He rolled over on top of Orlando and answered his phone
"Bonjour?" Orlando could hear a male voice at the other end of the line. "Okay, Thanks Gore. au revoir"
Without climbing off Orlando, Johnny spoke right into his ear and whispered quite softly "Gonna rain all day tomorrow Gore says. 'Take the day off' '" and he began to suck on his earlobe, moved down to his throat, to his chest and started working his way south ever so slowly. He stopped at the sun tattoo and licked it with the tip of his tongue and said
"But the sun is shining in here."
Orlando rolled his eyes and said "You can be either very corny or very romantic. I am not sure which one?"
"Its amazing how often those two coincide" Johnny replied, looking up from his sunny perch.
"You stole that line, sort of...."
"Borrowed it, commandeered if you will, nautical term."
"Johnny?"
"Orli?"
"Shut up!"
"Reeeeally?" Johnny questioned in a mocking tone.
"Really" Orlando half demanded "Shut up and suck me...you bloody Yank!"
"Oh my god, What have I created!" Johnny cried out while continuing his journey south


PART THREE:
Orlando woke to the sound of light rain pattering on the roof of the yacht. He blinked once, twice and looked straight up to the ceiling into a rather large mirror and right into Johnny's sleepy brown eyes. They lay there looking into the mirror when Johnny broke the silence.
"Hey beautiful." to which Orlando slightly blushed.
"I am not the beautiful one" he answered.
"I think your beautiful. You think I'm beautiful. So what say you we both be beautiful?"
"K" Orlando whimpered. He rolled onto his side, swung an arm around Johnny's waist and stated "This" pointing between their bodies "This is so damn easy isn't it?"
"Us?" Johnny asked "Absa-fuckin-lutly."
"You really love that word, don't you?" Orlando laughed.
"What... FUCK.?" Johnny smiled.
"Yeah...FUCK" Orlando laughed.
"Fuck yeah!" Johnny shouted "Say it all the fuckin time...always fuckin have...." To which they both broke out in laughter.
"Does it bother you?" Johnny asked.
"No" Orlando said while reaching up into the madness that was Johnny's morning hair. "I love this......It's cute...." running his fingers through, yet getting tangled up in the small ratted nest.
"And I love this" Johnny said running his finger over Orlando's bottom lip to which he planted a long passionate kiss. He sucked on Orlando's bottom lip, biting it slightly when he pulled away. Orlando's eyes became wide with the shock of such an aggressive, yet passionate moment.
"I'm in love with you, you know?" Johnny asked.
"And I'm in love with you..." Orlando whispered.
"I know"
"You do?"
"Yes........."