A/N: I was watching this old scene between Hook and Tinkerbell and suddenly felt compelled to write this. Blame their onscreen chemistry. ;)

"And if I die for my vengeance, than that's enough satisfaction for me."

Hook noticed the fairy's breath hitch at the word 'satisfaction'. In a moment of audacity, he reached out and caressed the curves of her chest.

Tinkerbell gasped. No one had ever touched her there, especially not a man.

"How about I show you some... satisfaction." His lips were brushing hers ever so lightly now. Tinkerbell felt her knees become weak as he pressed his body further against hers. Hook slipped his fingers around her wrist, he squeezed firmly, ordering her to drop the knife she was still holding. She opened her hand and let the weapon slide onto the ground with a thump.

He kissed her neck and whispered in her ear, "Good girl." This ignited a fire in the small woman. She struggled against him, but he only held onto her tighter.

"I am not a pet that you can command, pirate."

He grinned against her earlobe which caused a shiver to run down Tink's spine.

"Are you not?"

Tink's face contorted into a mask of anger, but before she could unleash her fury, the captain pinned her wrist with his hook and let his other hand travel up her thigh. Breath caught in her throat, she backed away. A tiny moan escaped her lips. Until today, until this very moment she hadn't even realised she longed for a man's touch so, but now that he was here, this close, lord help her, she wanted him bad.

Despite his forceful treatment of her. She craved it. As did he. Simple raw passion. His hand continued to wander under her tunic, exploring uncharted territory. Tink's other hand found its way back into his hair. She tugged hard. Hook released a throaty chuckle.

"You like it rough then lass? I can do rough."

In a spilt second he ripped her top to shreds with his hook, exposing her flesh to the night air. He then arched her back by pulling on her hair. Forcing her purposefully hard into the sharp edges of the rock. Her pain mixed with pleasure only aroused him further.

Her eyes brimmed with tears. But not from sadness. No. She was happy. Happy to finally have found a soul as lost as her own. A silent accord was made between them. Tonight they would be lost together.

"Now, fairy. Let's see how far I can bend you, until you break."

"Do you worst, pirate."