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Fire on Fire

By Htom Sirveaux

It was like fire on fire.

With Will, it was always so chaste, so… traditional. It made for a disappointment, and more than often left her to her own devices long after he had fallen asleep, falling into a rhythm specifically meant to give her completion. She was unable to understand what the fuss about sex was.

Now, the boards of the Pearl creaking in accompaniment with the moans she couldn't stop, she realized what the big fuss was all about. They hadn't even taken off their clothes yet, and she was on the verge of her second orgasm. He wore a self-satisfied grin that was delightfully wicked as he worked his fingers in rhythm that she had never imagined. She was doing everything possible to remove his layers of clothing, her limbs weak.

The good, sensible English girl in her was trying to make her stop. Will had been captured by Davey Jones. They needed to help him; it was her duty as his fia-

Then he was descending on her breasts, licking and biting, and Elizabeth told that good English girl to go to Hell. Will could take care of himself, couldn't he?

They were so much alike, both of them fighting for dominance. They bit and scratched, and were loud enough to wake the whole ship. Soon she had his clothes off, and they fell into a dance that was anything but traditional. It was as though they were racing for completion, to see who could bring the other there first, until they came together. Spots danced in front of Elizabeth's eyes as they slumped back onto the bed, a mess of limbs. He reached above her, and pulled a bottle of rum down to his lips to take a sip. Some of it dripped onto her chest, and he quickly licked it away. His lips quirked upward as she moaned at the contact.

He got up, pulling his clothes back on, and she looked at him inquisitively.

"As usual, love, the rum is gone," Jack said, indicating the now empty bottle. "I'm off to go commandeer a spot more."

Elizabeth shook her head as she watched him go. "Pirates…"