Author's Note: I am just taking a break from my other two fics, hoping that by writing this I may become more creative with them.
"Love, you said we couldn't do this. Are you a pirate and going back on your word."
"I want to be a pirate again, I want to feel like a pirate again."
"As you wish your majesty."
Placing his hands on both sides of her face he drew her closer to him. Taking lead she pressed her lips to him and then felt him deepen the kiss. Laying her slowly to the floor he slid of her vest as she went for his shirt, sliding it over his head she traced her fingers over his many tattoos as he unbuttoned her shirt and worked on her neck. Sliding her out of her skirt Jack began to undo his breeches, balancing himself just above her entrance he captured her mouth and then looked in her eyes.
"Pirate."
Entering her he felt her tighten, allowing her time to adjust to his size he began to rock back and forth. Rolling him on his back Elizabeth felt herself want to be in control. Sitting up she began to grind him, while he went to work on her chest. Suckling each breast he managed to flip her once again.
"Are you sure your ready for a pirate?"
"Always."
Picking her up he managed to walk her to the wall while her bottom pressed against his still hard erection. Slamming her against the wall she slid back onto him and wrapped her legs around his waist. Thrusting up into her he felt his knees finally start to give way, as he exploded into her and she began to bounce riding him out until she hit her own climax.
Gathering their clothes he cradled her up and carried her to her bed to finish the night repeating their previous activities. Waking in the morning she found herself wrapped in the arms of the man of her dreams, rolling over to face him she looked over his shoulder towards the door and saw the last man she expected to see. Standing there with a worried look on his face was none other than Teague Sparrow.
"Jack, wake up. Your father is here and it doesn't look good."
Rolling over and sitting up Jack came face to face with a look he had never seen on his father's face.
"Think you might need these put them on, Hell is here and on the far side of the island, he wants to see you."
As Jack pulled on his breeches, Elizabeth wrapped herself in her sheet and stood to face Teague.
"Who do you mean?"
"Will, he knew before this happened, now we have to face him. You don't need to worry as long as Jack keeps loving you."
"Jack, you love me?"
"No, much more better, I'm loving you. It's a pirate thing."
"Put on your clothes it's time to go."
