In the arms of agony

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8 pages, 3,791 words, 2 chapters
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Anal sex Blowjobs First kiss Foreplay Gentle sex Hurt/Comfort OOC Pose 69 Romance Sexual partners to lovers
Description:
Captain James was bitten by a spider, possibly sent by Peter Pan. Gradually, the spider venom causes a strange sensation in the Hook. Having found out about this, Jafar decides to help him with this trouble. Will it succeed?
Notes:
Translation of my Russian-language fanfiction
Dedication:
Dedicated to my friends, readers and the Vitaraven comic "Villainous Deeds". I hope the author of the comic will resume work on it. I'm really looking forward to it! In the meantime, I have the opportunity to make up some uncanonical nonsense!
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Prologue

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Hi everyone, I'm Dollsdressart and this is a translation of my fanfic from ficbook.net. I really hope that this fanfic will not leave anyone indifferent. Enjoy the read
      Hour after hour I am getting worse and worse! For this is the third day I have been in a state of savage agony! It's hot! It's hard to breathe! My whole body is writhing in this terrible pain! How did I end up like this?! Well, to begin with, three days ago, I was out exploring Neverland with the ship's crew. To find that little bastard Peter Pan! So, after traveling for about four hours, we came upon a spider-infested cave. Leaving four people to guard the entrance, I and five others, including Mr. Smee, set off to explore the cave It was so dark, we had to light torches. Half an hour passed, and in the meantime, having covered quite a decent distance from the exit, we went further and further into the darkness of the cave. There was no one in that cave! Not that damn crocodile, not the Indians, not the boys, not even Peter Pan! Not a living soul!.... But what was our surprise when, after a while, we discovered the treasure! Naturally, at the sight of the gleam of gold, gems and pearls, illuminated by the light of torches, Mr. Smee and a couple of others instantly lost their heads! Like children, the sailors played with the treasure, throwing it at each other as if they were playing snowballs; some of them wanted to grab a large share for themselves, so they had to stuff the jewels behind their backs; and some of them, putting on a lot of jewelry and pearls, began to wriggle, pretending to be refined ladies of high society. I immediately ordered the treasures to be left alone and taken out of the cave.       The work went surprisingly fast and fun! The team has never worked as hard as they do now. They seemed to be waiting for the moment when we would share the treasure with them (we'll see, but it would be better if the crew worked as hard as they did during the voyage to collect the treasure)! After a couple hours all the treasure was outside the cave, for it was already evening outside. Back on the "Jolly Roger" I gave the order to hide the treasure in the hold, and the crew, though annoyed, obeyed. In about five minutes the treasure was in the hold, and then I sent the crew to rest, for it had been a tiring day, though with a pleasant ending. I didn't find Peter Pan, but at least I found something good today! Even though when I left the cave, I didn't notice the spider that landed on my shoulder, and after about ten seconds it bit me on the neck. And the spider was quite big and shaggy. After the bite, I felt a little nauseous, but I didn't find it a problem. I think I'll sleep it off and feel better the next day. How naive I was! The next day I distributed each of the treasure-loading participants their share, but afterward I sent everyone to work. All day long I felt the same as yesterday, except that I was a little broken, but in the evening I felt a little worse, but I didn't pay much attention to it. I shouldn't have.       On the second day I felt even worse, though I tried not to lose sight of it, for I must keep in shape as always, which is what I hate most of all, but I had to do it, for after that I was a dead man! The first half of the day I could hardly stand on my feet, after which I retired to my cabin. I stripped down to my pants and went to bed, hoping to get some rest. For my body ached, my lower abdomen twisted, and I felt disgusting. But that wasn't the worst part, the worst part was that with all that shit, my dick was hard! But that was half the problem, because all this "marvelous bouquet" was adorned by my thoughts of Jafar. Aah! Damn him three times over! Ever since that son of a bitch showed up on our team, he's been a pain in the ass! Fucking upstart! He's some kind of great sorcerer! We picked him up out of the water, and he's still trying to assert his rights! He pretends to be some kind of sultan! And he's made friends with Smee! He promised gold and gems as a reward for his help! I don't know how that didn't lead to a mutiny on the ship. And now this upstart's been with us for three weeks and he's getting on my nerves. I can't stop thinking about him! I can't stop thinking about him. They're like ticks on me. I didn't like Jafar so much. But there was something about him that attracted me like a magnet. But I can't figure out what it was. It makes me even more crazy! Even now, I'm twisted up with an erection.       I slept for about four hours, and then in the evening Smee came to me, seeing me lying there in a sickly state, the old man became alarmed and asked me what was wrong with me, I told him that I was stuffy and asked him to leave my cabin at once, the old man had to obey before opening the window in my cabin so that I would not suffocate. As he left, the old man told me that if I needed anything I should call him, to which I shouted at him to get out of the cabin. I didn't want him to see my "problem" and the latter left immediately, fearing my further threats.       And so for the third day I was in the searing embrace of agony, I could climb the wall. It was horrible! I was overcome with anxiety and hopelessness. I did not know what to do with the problem that had come upon me like a snowball. I didn't know how I would ever get the urge to get fucked. I had made it clear to myself a long time ago that I would have no favorites! That I wouldn't have feelings for anyone! But it seems like it's useless to fight it, especially if I've had that son of a bitch Jafar on my mind for three weeks now! Damn it! I'd rather leave him to his fate than suffer like this! I hate it! I hate it! HATE!!!! But now suddenly I have no idea but to plunge into the sea! I knew it would do me no good, but I had to do something, or I'd be dead soon!       That same evening, after waiting a couple more minutes after bedtime, I made something like a rope and was ready to jump through the window and into the water. But as soon as I crossed the threshold, I heard the sound of the door opening and turned to the source of the sound. The next thing I saw, in my case it could not have been expected in any way! Standing in the doorway of the cabin was a figure I hated - Jafar. Dressed in a burgundy shirt, black pants with a red sash, disheveled. The son of a bitch was glaring at me with a strange look, either with a sneer or as if I were some kind of fruit cake! - Look at that! - After a moment, Jafar said with feigned surprise. - An oil painting! The captain is going to escape! - Why did you come here?! - I asked him angrily. - It's been a long time since we called it quits! - How far are you going at this late hour? - What's it to you? I'm the captain here and I decide what I do and what I don't do! And I order you to get out of here! - You don't say! Captain! - No, he's kidding me, asshole! And he doesn't look like he's gonna obey. - Don't you talk to me like that! - I gritted my teeth, getting ready to use my hook. - And you know what happens to anyone who doesn't follow my orders. I'm sure you do, since you've been hanging around with us for three weeks! And I swear on my hook, if you don't get out of here now, I'll-- - Before I can even swing at him, Jafar intercepts my hook, then turns me around and pushes me against the wall. - We'll do without the manhandling! - I'm not here to fight with you Captain, I'm here to help you! - And how can you help me? - I asked in a mocking tone. - It's bad enough that you're in my eyes all the time, it's making me blind every day! - Why don't you like me? - With feigned pity, coming a few centimeters closer to me. - It's because you're always making a fool of yourself! You're always pretending to be King Solomon. - Look at you! You're like the Queen of Sheba! - You know what day I regret the most? - What a day! - When I pulled you out of the water! - Alas! It's too late for that! - Jafar grinned, and blocked my escape routes with both hands, pushing me against the wall. Meanwhile, I felt disgusted, and this asshole was giving me a hard time! - Let me out now, because for your information I was going to take a dip in the sea! - That's not gonna help you anyway! In this situation, you'd rather kill yourself than help! - Even so, you can rejoice in the fact that my crew will soon have a new captain, in your person! So you can rejoice! - Hahaha! I don't need it! Why would I want to be captain when your team already has someone to keep everyone in line?!? Because if I were in your shoes, the sailors wouldn't be tenants anymore! I'm worse than you! Believe me! - Are you threatening me? - More like informing you. I wanted to say something else to Jafar, but I couldn't, for I met the man's black eyes and then felt the touch of my lips on someone else's. This was something life had never prepared me for! For at that moment I was utterly bewildered. Despite my attempts to pull out of the kiss, Jafar wasn't going to let me go! I covered my eyes as my cheeks flushed scarlet. It was so unaccustomed to me. For at that moment I knew what was happening to me! I didn't recognize myself! And this I say in relation to Jafar! The first part of me hated and cursed him, and urged me to get rid of him as soon as possible, but the other part of me pushed me towards him, intuitively telling him that in this situation I was in, he could help me! Ah, that sweet spicy smell of his, oriental spices, baked apple and the aroma of Turkish coffee! That scent came from someone I hate! What's wrong with me! Why don't I want to pull away from him! For a moment, feeling overexcited, I lose consciousness. - Captain? - As I regained consciousness, I heard Jafar's voice. I was lying in my bed with Jafar hovering over me, looking at me anxiously. - Captain, you're all right. - Jafar? - I wheezed - I'll go get a doctor... - No! Stop! - I stopped him, the latter looked at me questioningly. - Yes, Captain? - James. Call James! - All right, James! - Jafar was clearly confused. - I feel very ill, for I was bitten by a spider a few days ago! - Yes, I know. Your old man told me about it. The venom of some spiders has a way of causing erections and your case is no exception. - And if you know about it, I'm sure you know how to help me with that! - That's why I'm here. - The man smiled softly and ran his thumb over my lips. - I dare say this is your first kiss? - Before he was ready to kiss me again, I asked him to lock the door, which he did. After locking the door twice, Jafar turned back to me. - Wait! - I stopped the man again, barely had he touched my lips again. - Yes? - Everything that happens in my quarters stays in my quarters! No one can know what happened to me last night! Not even my first mate Mr. Smee! Do you understand me? - No one can know! - Fine. - I smiled as I pulled myself free of my clothes, for they would definitely be unnecessary now. The second part of me had won! And now I had to take the leap of faith of surrendering to Jafar's mercy.
Notes:
To be continued
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