Author: Pirate Turner
Thanks To: My beloved Pirate Sparrow for the title
Rating: R
Summary: Em desires Jack's body but not in the way he thinks! Written from Em's POV.
Warnings: Implied slash, Adult theme
Disclaimer: Jack, Em, the Governor, and the Captain are & TM their respective owners, not the authors. Everything else is & TM the authors. The authors make absolutely no profit off of this work of fan fiction, and no copyright infringement is intended.
Jealousy is a most ugly emotion, and yet it swells within me every time I look upon him. Every time he laughs, he stirs my soul in longings he'd never understand. Every time he winks at me, I want to slap him for the insulting thoughts he's thinking, the way his cunning mind is belittling me when I can do that more than well enough myself. Every time he makes a lewd remark, I want to slap him not so much for the indignity but rather for the waste I recognize he's allowing to happen.
I am the commanding officer here, and yet he has everything I desire. He has no end of experiences underneath his belt, and his cunning mind is one that comes up with a solution to nearly any problem that stumps even I. His muscular body and charismatic personality causes men and women to swoon everywhere he goes, and he has managed to get closer to the Governor and Captain than I have ever been far faster than I have even won their trust.
I long for the body he has but not in the way he thinks. If I had such a strapping male body, I could do anything, go anywhere. There would be none of these silly notions that I should not be in our business simply because I am a woman nor any of that nonsense that I can not do something because I lack the masculinity to make it happen. I would not waste such a fine specimen of the male body on the local tavern wenches, nor on the men I know he beds. I would use my sexuality to bring about that which I long for the most. I would charm my way into the hearts of even the most horrid people and bring about peace with them once I had their trusted alliance.
I would not gamble away the life I had. Oh, no! I would make every moment count, every second matter. I would do all that I have been doing and so much more. Nothing could stop me, and I would finally have the one thing that he has that I covet the most. Freedom, complete and total freedom would be mine! I would do what I wanted, where I wanted, when I wanted, and no one would be able to stop me! There are no laws, written or unwritten, saying that a man can not hold a certain profession or go into a certain establishment. The world would be my oyster, and I, like the Daring Dragoon, would take what laws it has and bend them to fit my will!
I would be free, but such freedom will never be granted to a lady. They see my body and think immediately that I should not be so open-minded, so determined, so strong willed. I step into a certain place or cross an unseen line, and the whole town whispers fervently about me behind their lily white gloves. Yet let a man do the same thing, and hardly a word more than congratulating his courage or claiming him to be a scoundrel while thinking they'd like to bed him is said!
He's grinning at me again, making some lewd comment that I should slap his face for, so I slap him without even knowing exactly what's been said. There he goes spattering off that American drivel again. I give an aggravated sigh as I turn from him and raise my skirts a little to allow myself an easier, brisker pace. Oh, to not have to wear so many heavy clothes, to be able to do what I want when I want, regardless of who might dare to say or think want! Yes, Jack, my friend, I desire your body but never in the way you think!
The End