Sorry for the mishap of my research paper taking the place of Chapter 4! I have no idea how it happened! Anyways, here's just regular chapter before a surprise in Chapter 5! Enjoy
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Elizabeth woke up the next morning to find herself naked under the bed sheets with Jack. She blushed as the memories of the night before flashed in her head. She started to get up when a hand clasped her arm, preventing her from doing so.
"Where do ya think you're going, luv?" Jack pulled her back under the sheets, right up against him.
She gazed into his chocolate eyes. As he kissed her neck, all the lust from the night before started building up inside her again. She nibbled his ear, and whispered his name. He started kissing lower, and Elizabeth sighed. She knew what this would lead to.
She wanted it all over again, but made him stop. She pulled his chin up, and looked into his eyes once more.
"Not now Jack," she whispered. He pouted, but Elizabeth shook her head, and he started to sit up. "But that doesn't mean I can't have a kiss."
He pulled her up and kissed her passionately. She pulled away from the fiery kiss, and threw his breeches at him.
"Get dressed."
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"Go get me some breakfast," she ordered, pointing at the door once they were dressed.
"Of course, my Queen," he answered as he bowed. Jack blew her a sloppy kiss goodbye, and she laughed.
"And make it quick!" she shouted after him, still giggling.
"Alright!" Jack shouted back, and she laughed again.
Jack made his way to the dinning area, where half the crew were eating while the other half were on deck. He grabbed a plate, and placed some eggs, bacon, and bread onto it. He grabbed a glass of goat milk, and an apple for himself.
When he turned around, he caught the crew staring at him with amused faces. Barbossa stood in the corner of the room, grinning to full extent.
"Have a nice night, Jack?" he asked.
"Aye, I did," he replied innocently, not realizing what the question implied until the whole room was filled with laughter. He shook his head, and made his way towards the door.
"You two love birds have a nice day, now!" a crew member shouted.
"Oh, and Jack," Barbossa called after him. Jack stopped, but didn't turn around. "Lock your door at night, will ya?" The room up roared with laughter once again. Jack left as some crew members whistled after him, and laughed once more.
He handed Elizabeth her plate and cup, and sat at his desk with his apple. She started eating, but stopped as she watched Jack just stare at the apple, twisting it around in his fingers.
"Are you alright, Jack?" she asked with a mouthful. He took his gaze off the apple, and stared at her.
"They know…" he muttered.
"They who? Know what?" she questioned.
"The entire crew knows about our little…thing last night, all thanks to bloody Barbossa." She dropped her wooden plate on the floor.
"Oh…" was all she said. She sat there, at the edge of the bed, staring blankly at the floor. She heard Jack take a bite of the apple, and then his footsteps slowly coming towards her. She saw him pick up her plate and set in next to the cup of milk.
She soon felt his warm lips press her forehead.
"I'm sorry, Elizabeth." She looked up at him, and saw the seriousness in his eyes.
"There's nothing to be sorry about, Jack," she replied as she stood up. She placed her hand on his cheek. "So don't be."
She gently kissed him, and he wrapped his arms around her waist. He pulled her close, and he kissed her deeply until they heard a strange screeching that almost sounded like laughing.
They looked over at the door, and then to the floor. Jack grimaced.
Jack the Monkey was pointing at them and 'laughing'. Jack staggered towards him.
"How did you get in here? Shoo!" He waved his hands at the monkey. Jack the Monkey sprinted out of the cabin. Jack shut the door once more and locked it.
"There. No more interruptions," Jack commented. He sat down at his desk, took another bite from his apple, and invited Elizabeth to sit in his lap.