I do not own anything reguarding PotC, Erin Land is my own character, if you want to use her, then please ask first.
"Really Miss Land, this is highly inappropriate."
"James, you know that you annoy me when you call me 'Miss Land', I know bloody well I am not your idea of proper, no matter how you try to 'salvage' my 'reputation'."
"Yes, but I am simply looking out for your best interest."
-pinch- -yip- "You're sweet, but don't."
"Miss L-"
"Ah! No! Bad Commodore, bad, bad Commodore. Sweet heavens to Betsy, do you wear that thing everywhere?"
-blush- "I like to be prepared."
"I bet you do. Off! Don't want that poking me while we do this. -sigh- -had to date a human Marti Gras float- James...what is it that I have my hand on?"
"Me."
"You are so kind. Arg! Layers! James what did I tell you about wearing these damn things when you come to visit."
"Not to."
-glare- "Listen to me why don't you! Grr, silly man. That's all better now."
"I'm not going out like this!"
"You're not going any where but my bedroom."
-blink- "Oh? Oh! Miss Land!"
"Hush, wig off, can't stand the damn thing. You have such pretty brown hair James, I love to run my fingers thru it."
-blush- "Erin, this is highly inappropriate."
"So you stated earlier. -squeeze- Me like. Tight leather breeches are so attractive on you. -lick- -yip- Stop, I only licked your nipple, I haven't even started yet!"
"Erin..."
"James..."
"May I be on top this time? You give me a sore back when you are on top."
"Are you implying that I'm fat?"
"No! No! Not at all! I'm simply saying that your...vigor...is something that I cannot handle at the moment."
-snort- "Vigor? Nice save James. Alright, but I keep the riding crop."
"As you wish...Precious."
-squee!-