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A/n: Elizabeth + Jack + kiss hot. The end. Enjoy, please review. )
To Elizabeth, Jack wasn't a love. He was an absolute lust. She loved Will, she was sure of that. She always had and always would.
When she was stuck on that God forsaken island with Jack, she had wanted so much to just let go. To melt into him, to honor temptation with obedience.
But along with that thought, everytime, she would see Will's face in her mind. She had to give her first kiss to him, her first time had to be with him. Elizabeth felt that she owed him at least that much. So she'd resisted, and gave up what she assumed to be a once in a lifetime chance.
And she had done that. Elizabeth had kept her promise to herself, and she felt dignified for that. But when she found Jack again, in Tortuga, she knew she was being given another chance.
On the Pearl, with the sound of the ocean in her ears, she'd been so close. Her heart pounded faster and faster, because for her, Jack was...the forbidden fruit in the Garden of Eden. He represented every rule she'd never broken, everytime she'd stayed silent when she should've stood up and fought.
Once again, the thought of Will interrupted her. The thought of propriety and what she should do.
But now, propriety was beckoning her to taste the forbidden fruit. Now she was justified in taking a bite from that fruit. While it was dutiful to kiss Captain Jack Sparrow, Elizabeth so enjoyed the taste of his lips, a mixture of spiced rum and some type of fruit.
She refused to tell Will that she was sorry. She refused to apologize for an act with made her feel complete, finally.
She had tasted Jack. The forbidden fruit's effects were lasting.