TITLE: Treacherous Waters
     AUTHOR: Kay
     RATING: NC17
     CONTENT: Slash m/m, rape, abuse. If this upsets you, don't read.
     DISCLAIMER: Don't own the characters in this story. They own themselves or Vince does.
     *pouts* This is just fiction, and I do not know their true sexuality. Don't own the song "End of My
     Pirate Days" either,. It is by Mary Chapin Carpenter. Just borrowed it.
     DISTRIBUTION: Kriket and Darkflame, if they want it.
     STORY TYPE: AU--modern day pirate fic.
     SUMMARY: A vacationing couple hit some treacherous waters. Lame, I know.
     This story is for Shan. She requested a pirate fic, and this is what my slashy brain conjured up.

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     ~^~^~MARK'S POV~^~^~

     I grin as I look through my high-powered binoculars, carefully focusing in on the unsuspecting
     inhabitants of the yacht on my portside. The soft rippling of the water causes me to sway just a
     little.

     I've been following this particular vessel, "Jason's Fancy", for nearly two days, and I must say
     that I've become quite enthralled with one of it's occupants.

     I focus in on the owner, Jason Reso, the son of a multi-billionaire. He is quite attractive with his
     long blond hair neatly pulled back into a ponytail. Jason would be worth a fortune if I kidnapped
     him, but he's not the one I'm interested in.

     I slowly focus in on the tall, long-legged blond that has just emerged from below deck.

     Adam.

     The name sends a shiver of desire surging throughout my entire body each time that I think it or
     say it, and I'm suddenly aware that my cock has hardened at the mere sight of him.

     I frown as I see a hint of despair on Adam's beautiful face as Jason blocks his path. I watch as
     Jason scolds him like he was an incompetent child as he yells at him to get back below.

     Adam shakes his head in defiance as his long blond hair blows freely around his face in the soft,
     sensuous sea breeze. Why does Adam stay with him?

     I long to hold him and run my fingers through his long, thick mane. To whisper words of love and
     endearment to him as I slowly take him, claiming him as mine. Does Jason do that? I doubt it.

     I watch Adam as he stares at Jason. His green eyes are sad, but determined.

     Reluctantly, I turn my gaze onto the three others aboard.

     The Captain is a young man in his mid-to-late twenties. He is handsome, but not girlish. He has an
     air of confidence around him, and it seems that nothing on this earth could phase him. Then again,
     Captain Rob Van Dam hadn't met me or Hunter. I have a feeling Hunter will love to get his hooks
     into this one.

     I grin as I look at the other two. Brothers. Matt and Jeff Hardy. Matt, the oldest, looks more
     reserved with his long, black, curly locks. While, Jeff, wilder and more confident in his sexuality,
     flaunts every inch of his body, along with his blue hair. I have a feeling Bradshaw would like to
     meet them.

     Different as night and day, but bound by blood and love.

     Interesting.

     I'm so caught up in my thoughts that I jump as my younger brother slaps my shoulder hard.

     "If you lust after that blond Adonis much longer, you're gonna go blind," Glenn teases with a slight
     smirk.

     I grin as I turn to my equally huge brother, dressed in a pair of bright red shorts and an equally
     bright flowery hawaiian shirt that was unbuttoned and revealed his huge tanned chest. Upon
     further inspection, I see that he is wearing sandals, showing off his huge feet and cute toes. I can't
     stop the chuckle that escapes my throat.

     "What?" Glenn growls, looking down at his "perfect" disguise. "I'm suppose to be a tourist.
     Remember?"

     "Went a little overboard didn't ya? How are they suppose to be scared of you if you look so damn
     cute?" I ask with a smirk.

     "Fuck you!" Glenn growls as he tosses his head back as he storms away, mumbling to himself.

     "Nope. I much rather fuck the blond," I say smirking.

     "What did you say to Glenn?" Chris asks me as he taps his foot. I turn to see him staring at me,
     with a slight frown on his beautiful face and his hands perched on his hips.

     I must admit that when we first kidnapped Chris Jericho for Glenn, I didn't think that he would
     accept our way of life. Much to my surprise, he thrives on it, and he's fallen madly in love with my
     brother and is fiercely protective of him.

     "I told him that he looked cute," I reply, trying to keep the smirk off my face.

     "Well, I can't argue there, but you know he doesn't like that word," Chris scolds.

     "It's my ship, and I can say whatever I want," I growl.

     Chris sighs as he heads off to find his pouting lover.

     Just as I'm about to spy on the quarreling couple once again, a smaller hand touches my
     shoulder.

     I turn and look down at Trish. God, I don't think I've seen a more beautiful woman than her. That
     is if I dug women, which I don't, but she might change my mind. I smile at her billowing white
     unbuttoned blouse, which reveals her large voluptuous breasts. Her skin-tight black shorts show
     off her perfectly tanned legs. I smile as I look at her long blond hair that cascades over her
     shoulder as she peers up at me, not the least bit intimidated by my size. She's so shameless. She
     had thought up our little pirate scheme, and had been with Glenn and I since day one.

     "Must you always pick on your brother?" She asks with a sly smile.

     "That's what big brothers do best, darling," I say with a wink.

     She rolls her eyes, unimpressed. "So are we looting "Jason's Fancy" or what?"

     "Yes," I whisper as I focus in on Adam once again.

     She slaps my ass hard, causing me to almost drop the binoculars. "Stop lusting and let's go get
     him."

     "Damn, woman," I growl.

     She merely giggles.
 

     ~^~^~JASON'S POV~^~^~

     "Adam, why are you trying my patience?" I growl.

     "I just want to catch a few rays. What's wrong with getting a tan?" Adam whines.

     "You already have a tan. Too much can hurt you," I reply. God, don't he know that I don't like
     him showing off his body in public. That's why I bought him that private tanning bed back at our
     mansion. He's mine. My property, and I won't have others looking at what belongs to me.

     "But......"

     "No," I growl, angry that he is still pushing the matter. "Everyone will see you. I forbid it."

     "Everyone?" He asks in disbelief. "There's only three people besides us on board. They could care
     less what I do."

     "I care," I growl, forcefully gripping his arm, feeling the soft flesh give, knowing that I'm bruising
     him as I try to force him back down below.

     Adam stiffens as he pulls his arm away. "Jason...."

     "I forbid it," I hiss, all the while watching as he pulls his shirt over his head, revealing his firm,
     tanned torso.

     I hear a gasp from Jeff, who is watching from the other end. I glower at him and he disappears.

     "Adam," I growl in warning.

     He's fucking pushing me. Testing me.

     "It's alright," Adam whispers, smiling sweetly at me as he shoves his loose jogging shorts down
     and steps out of them, standing before me naked. "See. No one has stolen me from you," he teases
     as he leans in to kiss me.

     I heard the Captain's gasp of surprise as he turns the corner and sees Adam. Rob quickly turns
     around and goes back to the control room.

     That was it!

     I raised my arm and slapped Adam hard across the face, splitting his bottom lip with the impact.
     He whimpered as he looked at me with frightened, shocked eyes.

     This wasn't the first time that I had to punish him, but I wasn't through. Not by a long shot. He
     had really tested my patience this time, and he was about to feel my wrath.

     As he stands there with tears forming in his eyes, I nail him hard in the abdomen with my fist,
     doubling him over and causing him to fall to one knee as he gasped for air.

     While he was down on one knee, I hit him again the face. This time in the eye.

     He would wear my marks for several days, and he'd think twice before he disobeyed me again.
     Adam was like a small child who needed guidance, and I was here for him. I'm his guide. His only
     fucking guide.

     ~^~^~MARK'S POV~^~^~

     I gasp in shock and outrage as I see Jason attacking Adam. Beating him down.

     The look of anger on Jason's face told me that he's jealous and possessive of Adam, and he doesn't
     want anyone looking at what he considers "his" property. He'll never let him go freely, and that's
     where I come in. I take what I want, and right now, I want Adam.

     A growl escapes my throat as I watch Jason slap him again, this time sending him tumbling to the
     hard, unforgiving floor of the deck. I feel ashamed as my cock hardens as I gaze upon Adam's
     beautiful body, his legs sprawled wide open for my personal viewing pleasure.

     I watch horrified as Jason kicks Adam in abdomen before grabbing a handful of his long hair and
     hauling him up to his feet. Adam could barely stand. His body was trembling in fear, but he didn't
     dare disappoint his lover and he stood there on wobbly knees as Jason screamed at him.

     "Glenn," I yell, throwing the binoculars down as I whirl around.

     I'm surprised as I run smack into Glenn and the rest of my crew.

     I feel the ship turn and I grin at them. Hunter has once again read my mind. Either that, or he's
     tired of waiting for the chance of claiming Captain Rob.

     "We board now," I hiss.

     They each draw their weapon of choice as we slowly descend on the unsuspecting yacht. Not that
     we would hurt any of them, but we would subdue them. Well, I wasn't sure about Jason. I was
     close to throwing him into the abyss and giving the sharks a little treat.

     ~TBC~
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