Disclaimer: I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean or any of the characters
(although that would be nice!)
Jack Sparrow stared into the eyes belonging to the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. He sat beside her on the foot of his own bed wondering when it would all begin. He let his arm carefully snake around Elizabeth's waist pulling her close to him. This had become a nightly routine ever since she and Will had decided to join Jack's crew. Elizabeth would patiently wait until Will fell asleep and then quietly sneak to Jack's cabin of the ship.
He inched his face closer and closer to hers until their foreheads almost touched. He stopped momentarily feeling a pang of guilt stab in his chest.
"Kiss me, Jack," Elizabeth said only above a whisper. The feel of her hot breath on his face was more than enough to push the guilt aside and he gave her a slight smile. He pulled her into his arms and kissed her passionately. She whimpered softly and wrapped her arms around his neck. He pushed her over on to the hard wooden floor. She made only a slight sound as he settled his weight on top of her. He took immediate control of the situation. His tongue pushed its way into her mouth and she made no effort to stop him. She welcomed him inside her mouth and eagerly played teasing games with him. Jack let his hands run over her smooth legs.
His desire for her had been running through his blood since he'd watched her walk along the beach so long ago. He growled deep in his chest and she pulled him closer sliding her hands over his already shirtless back. He suddenly rose up and pulled from her. She licked her lips and his eyes followed the movement. He bent down and picked her up tossing her over his shoulder.
She squealed and let out a small burst of laughter. Jack laughed with her and tossed her onto the bed. He jumped on top of her causing her to expel all air from her lungs. He kissed her with deep passion and lust. She responded in kind. He sucked on her neck wondering how far she'd let things go this time. He slowly and carefully lifted her dress up and over her head, unsure of himself. She smiled and he let the feeling of seeing her eyes glitter and sparkle wash over him. He moved and sucked on one of her full breasts. She arched towards him and he pushed her back into the soft blanket beneath them. As he sucked, he pushed the covers aside and laid her back onto silk sheets. She gasped and sighed as the cool material caressed her bare skin.
Jack's hands went up and down her sides as he lavished attention on her breasts. His hair fell over her body and covered her in a curtain of dark brown. He came up to nibble on her ear as he slid his fingers to the waistband of her panties. He breathed a slow shaky breath unsure of her reaction as he shed them from her body. Seeing no rejection from her he whispered, "I'll show you the true meaning of passion." He quickly divested himself of his pants and her voice startled him as it cut through the silence.
"Jack, there's something that I need to say to you."
He felt his heart sinking in his stomach. "It's too much too fast, right Love?" he said backing away from her.
"No, it's not that. It's just ...I haven't...I've never..."
"I thought you and Will..."
Shook her head casting her eyes downward feeling almost ashamed. He put his hand under her chin lifting her eyes to his. "Love, it's alright. We don't have to..."
She cut him off, "No, Jack I want to."
That was all he needed to hear. He pulled her against him. "Do you feel that? That is how much I want you." She whimpered feeling the hot brand of his desire pressing against her side.
"I'll use that to show you how much I love you."
With his quiet declarations of love he carefully eased her back on to the bed positioning himself above her. Her legs were open ready to accept him. He lowered himself easing into her and she arched upward crying out at the feeling of his length buried inside of her. The words explained the dark and moody looks he'd given her all afternoon. And every time she asked what was wrong he'd said nothing. And every time she was affectionate with Will she swore she had heard him hiss in a silent threat. This explained so much. Heaven help her now. She was his and she would enjoy every minute of it.
Her hips rose to match his quick but gentle thrusts. There was jealous passion behind each stroke and she took it into her and took him. She held him close, her feeling gushing from her with each whispered word. He grunted in an almost animalistic way.
"Let go, Jack. I'm yours," she whispered. He released a roar of ecstasy and pinned her into the mattress thrusting harder and faster into her. She met each thrust, each twist. He nipped at her throat and shoulders as his hair fell over her skin. Sweat began to slide over his smooth skin as he pounded into her.
She clung to him, hearing the sounds of their lovemaking. Her world was exploding in purples and reds as he took her to new heights of pleasure. And she knew deep inside that she couldn't give this up if she wanted to. She arched up moaning his name as she came. He roared again, releasing powerfully into her. He collapsed on top of her and she drew little patterns on his back with her nails. She had never been so satisfied in her life. She kissed his sweat-slicked shoulder and pulled him close. He gave her a small smile and slid out of her.
She got off the bed dressing herself. "Thank you, Jack, for the lovely night," she said smiling at him mischievously. She knew she had to leave. Her heart told her to stay but her head told her otherwise. She stopped at the door momentarily to look at him one last time. He was already dressed and sitting on the edge of the bed, bent over with his head in his hands. She then walked out.
Jack felt an overwhelming sense of guilt and self-loathing. He knew he could never forgive himself for what he had done. He had taken advantage of a poor young girl. Not just any girl. His best friends girl. He had hurt Will. He had taken something so precious and sacred. He hated himself more than anything for what he had done. He had tainted poor Elizabeth forever.
Jack Sparrow stared into the eyes belonging to the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. He sat beside her on the foot of his own bed wondering when it would all begin. He let his arm carefully snake around Elizabeth's waist pulling her close to him. This had become a nightly routine ever since she and Will had decided to join Jack's crew. Elizabeth would patiently wait until Will fell asleep and then quietly sneak to Jack's cabin of the ship.
He inched his face closer and closer to hers until their foreheads almost touched. He stopped momentarily feeling a pang of guilt stab in his chest.
"Kiss me, Jack," Elizabeth said only above a whisper. The feel of her hot breath on his face was more than enough to push the guilt aside and he gave her a slight smile. He pulled her into his arms and kissed her passionately. She whimpered softly and wrapped her arms around his neck. He pushed her over on to the hard wooden floor. She made only a slight sound as he settled his weight on top of her. He took immediate control of the situation. His tongue pushed its way into her mouth and she made no effort to stop him. She welcomed him inside her mouth and eagerly played teasing games with him. Jack let his hands run over her smooth legs.
His desire for her had been running through his blood since he'd watched her walk along the beach so long ago. He growled deep in his chest and she pulled him closer sliding her hands over his already shirtless back. He suddenly rose up and pulled from her. She licked her lips and his eyes followed the movement. He bent down and picked her up tossing her over his shoulder.
She squealed and let out a small burst of laughter. Jack laughed with her and tossed her onto the bed. He jumped on top of her causing her to expel all air from her lungs. He kissed her with deep passion and lust. She responded in kind. He sucked on her neck wondering how far she'd let things go this time. He slowly and carefully lifted her dress up and over her head, unsure of himself. She smiled and he let the feeling of seeing her eyes glitter and sparkle wash over him. He moved and sucked on one of her full breasts. She arched towards him and he pushed her back into the soft blanket beneath them. As he sucked, he pushed the covers aside and laid her back onto silk sheets. She gasped and sighed as the cool material caressed her bare skin.
Jack's hands went up and down her sides as he lavished attention on her breasts. His hair fell over her body and covered her in a curtain of dark brown. He came up to nibble on her ear as he slid his fingers to the waistband of her panties. He breathed a slow shaky breath unsure of her reaction as he shed them from her body. Seeing no rejection from her he whispered, "I'll show you the true meaning of passion." He quickly divested himself of his pants and her voice startled him as it cut through the silence.
"Jack, there's something that I need to say to you."
He felt his heart sinking in his stomach. "It's too much too fast, right Love?" he said backing away from her.
"No, it's not that. It's just ...I haven't...I've never..."
"I thought you and Will..."
Shook her head casting her eyes downward feeling almost ashamed. He put his hand under her chin lifting her eyes to his. "Love, it's alright. We don't have to..."
She cut him off, "No, Jack I want to."
That was all he needed to hear. He pulled her against him. "Do you feel that? That is how much I want you." She whimpered feeling the hot brand of his desire pressing against her side.
"I'll use that to show you how much I love you."
With his quiet declarations of love he carefully eased her back on to the bed positioning himself above her. Her legs were open ready to accept him. He lowered himself easing into her and she arched upward crying out at the feeling of his length buried inside of her. The words explained the dark and moody looks he'd given her all afternoon. And every time she asked what was wrong he'd said nothing. And every time she was affectionate with Will she swore she had heard him hiss in a silent threat. This explained so much. Heaven help her now. She was his and she would enjoy every minute of it.
Her hips rose to match his quick but gentle thrusts. There was jealous passion behind each stroke and she took it into her and took him. She held him close, her feeling gushing from her with each whispered word. He grunted in an almost animalistic way.
"Let go, Jack. I'm yours," she whispered. He released a roar of ecstasy and pinned her into the mattress thrusting harder and faster into her. She met each thrust, each twist. He nipped at her throat and shoulders as his hair fell over her skin. Sweat began to slide over his smooth skin as he pounded into her.
She clung to him, hearing the sounds of their lovemaking. Her world was exploding in purples and reds as he took her to new heights of pleasure. And she knew deep inside that she couldn't give this up if she wanted to. She arched up moaning his name as she came. He roared again, releasing powerfully into her. He collapsed on top of her and she drew little patterns on his back with her nails. She had never been so satisfied in her life. She kissed his sweat-slicked shoulder and pulled him close. He gave her a small smile and slid out of her.
She got off the bed dressing herself. "Thank you, Jack, for the lovely night," she said smiling at him mischievously. She knew she had to leave. Her heart told her to stay but her head told her otherwise. She stopped at the door momentarily to look at him one last time. He was already dressed and sitting on the edge of the bed, bent over with his head in his hands. She then walked out.
Jack felt an overwhelming sense of guilt and self-loathing. He knew he could never forgive himself for what he had done. He had taken advantage of a poor young girl. Not just any girl. His best friends girl. He had hurt Will. He had taken something so precious and sacred. He hated himself more than anything for what he had done. He had tainted poor Elizabeth forever.