Just a Little Kidnapping
Chapter 3
For three more days James was kept tied to the chair, oh he was escorted out to perform necessary bodily functions, but other than that he remained in the chair. The worst time was at night, James couldn't sleep well in the chair, and even if he would have been able to it would have been interrupted by the restlessness of the man in the bed not five feet from him. Although Jack didn't sleep more that three or four hours at a time when he did sleep he mumbled and thrashed and talked and jerked and was infinitely irritating. He had even walked about the cabin with a sword in his hand once time apparently sound asleep, and the sight of a naked, mumbling, and wildly gesturing pirate with a blade in his hand was not a sight James cared to see again.
Around noon on the third day Jack brought his lunch into him with a smile and a wink. He pulled a chair over so his knees were up against James' as he prepared to feed him.
James gave him a glare, "Must you do that?"
"What?" Jack replied with his most innocent expression.
"Touch me." James snapped.
"Don't have to Commodore." Jack answered a bit poutily.
"Then why do you insist on doing just that whenever you are anywhere near me?" James said with irritation on his face and in his tone.
"'m just a touchy sort, in a good way ya understand, not like you who are in fact a touchy sort of a totally different sort." Jack said with a flutter of fingers.
"Oh please." James snipped.
Jack began to feed him, every third bite taking the rag that was serving as a napkin and wiping his mouth thoroughly.
"Must you do that?" James snapped the fifth time Jack did it.
Jack leaned back and looked at James, "Now what is it I'm doing?"
"You know perfectly well what you are doing." James snipped.
"No I don't." Jack said, his tone pitched rather high and sounding offended.
"Oh I think you do." James said in a low aggravated tone.
Jack gave James a moue and dropped the spoon into the bowl. "Perhaps you'd care to enlighten me a bit here Commodore since I don't have the slightest bloody idea what you're on about now."
"You are wiping my mouth in an excessive manner with that rag." James snapped.
Jack looked dumbfounded at James for a moment before replying, "You've really got a problem with this touchin stuff don't ya Commodore. No wonder ya haven't found yerself a girl."
James glared then next to shouted, "I did find myself a girl, and you see how that turned out!"
"Well can't really be blamin the bonny lass if ya didn't allow her ta touch ya, even so much as a bit of handholdin and such as that might a done wonders for yer relationship there Commodore." Jack said with a raised eyebrow.
"I will have you know we did touch." James said still close to a shout.
Jack got a look of interest on his face as he leaned forward and said, "Really! Well tell old Jack all about the touchin that went on atween the two of ya."
James turned a lovely shade of red and clamped his mouth shut tighter than a clam as he glared at Jack.
"Come on Commodore, don't stop now. Ya've already started, might as well tell the good parts and not leave me hangin here." Jack wheedled.
James opened his mouth far enough to spit out an unequivocal "No" before clamping it shut again.
"You've no manner of sportingness about ya at all do ya Commodore." Jack said with a pout.
"No."
"Do ya want ta finish this stew?"
"No."
"Just so ya know Commodore, me intent was ta set ya free after ya finished yer lunch, but seein as ya haven't finished yer lunch, and seem ta have a story of some interest ta be telling, not ta mention the fact that you've turned into one big bundle of irritableness over the untellin of said story I'm not atoll sure this would be the most opportune time for me to be doin such, just so ya know. I'll come back later n mayhaps yer mood will have lightened a bit and you'll feel a bit more like talking and in fact tellin." Jack rose from the chair, picked up the bowl and turned to leave.
"Sparrow…."
Jack kept walking.
"Sparrow." With a bit more insistence and perhaps a bit of imploring.
Jack kept walking.
"Captain Sparrow…"
Jack stopped and turned, "Yes Commodore?"
James closed his eyes for a moment, wishing at least one of his hands was not bound so he could pinch the bridge of his nose, took a deep breath, opened his eyes, stared at the wall and started to speak, "Late one night I was coming back from a surprise inspection of the men on duty aboard the Dauntless. I ran into Miss Swann walking towards the bay. As you can well guess I was surprised to see her out unescorted at such a late hour. When I asked her what she was doing she said she often came down by the waters edge at night to think. I admonished her that it was not safe, even in Port Royal, for an unchaperoned lady, especially an unmarried one, and the Governor's daughter at that to be out walking by herself.
Jack smirked as he interjected, "My my James, you are the romantic type aren't ya."
James gave him a disgusted look, "Do you want to hear the story or not?"
"Not if yer gonna bore me to death afore ya get to the good parts." Jack snarked back.
James snorted and then continued, "To make a long story short.."
Jack let out a sigh and said, "Bout time mate."
James huffed and repeated, "To make a long story short being loath to let her travel alone I found myself in the company of Miss Swann on an entirely deserted area of the bay. We talked for a short time then unexpectedly she reached up and kissed me."
Jack looked at James with disbelief, "That's it?"
"I did kiss her back." James said defensively.
"No overflowin of an overly passionate nature? No rippin and tearin asunder of clothes? No ravishments and debauchments of body parts? She kissed you and you kissed her back, that's what happened? That's all that happened?" Jack ranted. When he was done with his rant he looked at James and said, "I ought ta leave yer bloody arse tied to that chair for the entire voyage."
James straightened as much as he could tied to the chair and huffed, "I can't help it if you were expecting a tale of passion and clothes tearing and ravishments of bodies, I told you exactly what happened, that was the bargain, now cut me loose."
Jack glared at James for a few moments, pulled his knife out and mumbled as he cut the man's bindings, "Bloody poncy stick up the arse Commodore, can't even tell a good story, don't know the first thing about exaggerations and embellishments and the like. No sense of scintillation in story tellin about 'im atoll." Then right before he turned to leave he looked at James and said with a pout, "Last time I ask you to tell a story."
As James sat there rubbing his wrists he snapped back, "I told you I didn't want to tell it in the first place."
To Be Continued
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