What Followed by Pirateer
Chapter 7
The inevitable (early) morning after.
"Jack?", Elizabeth whispered.
Silence
"Jack?"
Even more silence.
"JACK?"
Silence still.
"CAPTAIN?"
Captain Jack Sparrow instantly shot up, bleary-eyed, slightly knocking back Elizabeth, who was positioned right on top of him. "Back t'yer p'sitions, you stinkin' sea-rats!", he slurred loudly, bewilderedly looking around him. That was when he beheld the naked not-anymore-virgin sitting on his legs and immediately his mouth and his eyes, his entire face widened into a gold-toothed grin Elizabeth wanted to hide from.
"How did you sleep, luv?"
"Let's say, you provided a nice body-sized pillow.", she answered, trying to pull her dishevelled shirt back into its place.
After a moment of looking at her, Jack offered: "Let me help you, Elizabeth."
And wonder, oh wonder, Elizabeth Swann let Jack Sparrow help her while she sat still, watching him.
"So no more denyin'?", Jack asked gently, still grinning and concentrating on returning her shirt to it's pre-coital state.
"Not in the near future."
"And no more head-bangin'?"
"Hmm,…who knows…"
"Luv…"
"No more banging. At least not on your ship."
Then he suddenly stopped rearranging her attire and looked her in the eyes with a sudden seriousness that startled her. "And the whelp?"
"Who?"
"Dear William."
Elizabeth sighed. She had forced herself not to think of her fiancé (because that's what he still was, despite her amorous adventure) until now and it had worked quite well, having the infamous Captain Jack Sparrow lying underneath her in all his naked glory. She hadn't dared to move, because she wanted to observe him while he was asleep, underneath her, mostly naked (last night's lovemaking had been a very passionate, not at all tender and therefore rough affair that had left no time for either foreplay or slow undressing), breathing calmly, snoring from time to time, now and then mumbling something lewd or rum-related.
"We should still try to find and save him. He deserves it to be rescued and to know the truth about…about…"
"About?", Jack asked gently, knowing what the answer would be. He only wanted her to say it.
"About us, our…thing," Elizabeth said slowly, picking her words carefully. "The thing we have, I mean. How our relationship has changed. This incident yesterday…"
Jack raised both eyebrows, reclining again and clasping his hands together behind his head. "You call that an incident? I would simply call it life-alterin', earth-shakin', divine sex with Captain Jack."
Elizabeth's cheeks pinkened. "As you said, that's what you'd call it. I prefer to call it…"
"Yes?"
"…an incident."
Jack shook his head and tutted disapprovingly . "You have soooo much to learn, luv." He pulled her down on top of him and seductively, slurrily whispered in her ear, his still rum laden, hot breath ending shivers down her spine: "So, Miss Swann, what about another 'incident' for breakfast before the crew wakes up?"
It seems, dear reader, that there is at least one more 'morning-after' to come.
…
Probably several more. We know Captain Jack.
…
TBC soonish
AN: HEYA MY BELOVED READERS AND REVIEWERS!
Hope you still liked this chap, although there's not much funny stuff going on.
Please don't be confused by words I make up. (e.g slurrily). You'll get what they (kind of) mean.
Again, I'd really and heartily thank all of you who reviewed and those of you who added me or "what followed" to their favourites. Every time I read your comments I get sooo high. I just hope you enjoy my fic. As soon as something in my fic bothers you, please tell me!
By the way: I watched Down with Love with Ewan McGregor and Renee Zellweger some tima ago.. That's what inspired me to write the counting-down thing in the last chap. (Just in case you noticed…)
I truly love you for supporting me and this fic. "What Followed" would have been a one-shot if not for your reviews..
Maraming salamat po! (philipino for "THANKS VERY MUCH". )
Pirateer (God, this AN is long. Sorry…)
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