A/N: Thank you all so much my wonderful reviewers! Here are the wonderful reviewers from last chapter: Skomie, Odette, Captain Tash, linalove, TeamBrack, and xheartachex! Thanks very very much! All the reviews mean so much to me! I hope I don't have too many grammar or spelling mistakes in my chapter! I did work super super hard on this chapter! And with my cold and all, it makes my brain non-functional, if that's even a word! An example of my brain not working right was when I did all the wrong math problems for my math hw and then I had to re-do all of them, staying up till midnight! Anyways, I do hope everyone likes this chapter! Especially cause it is long! And I do admit that I love the ending of my own chapter! :)
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"Goodnight Jack." Emma said genuinely before she walked out the doors, heading to the hatch. It seemed so awkward to head down below and find no one there except for herself. She expected someone to be there at least, but it was absolutely empty, leaving a vacant feeling in her mind. It was just too strange to not hear the creaking of the men's cots and the snores that they made. She always had a way of knowing each and every one of them was there, whether it was the way they snored or the way they breathed quietly. She lied down on her cot, missing the feeling of people nearby.
Turning over on her cot, she closed her eyes and tried to sleep while she attempted to push the lonely thoughts away. Somehow, her eyes flew back open and she stared at the wall, counting the lines engraved in the wood. Why was it so hard to fall asleep?
She must've been lying there for hours for her eyelids felt heavy but she still couldn't put herself to sleep. She stood up from her cot and stretched before she decided to take a walk out on deck to clear her mind of her thoughts. Once she was out on deck, she spotted a faint orange glow from Jack's cabin and she wondered if he was still awake at this hour.
She took a small step to his cabin before she stopped herself, deciding against going to check if he was awake. She then hesitantly tried again, her hands lightly touching the wooden doors as if they were fragile. Pushing them open quietly, she took slow steps inside incase he were to be asleep. She walked in further and she could hear his faint snores as he was sleeping at his desk, his head bent over and his hand clutching onto a rum bottle. She quickly turned around and headed back to the doors, hoping she didn't wake him.
"Emma." He mumbled and she suddenly whirled around upon hearing her name, tripping over her own feet, sending herself to the ground while she let out a small shriek of surprise. "Who touched my rum?!" Jack's head snapped up immediately before he glanced around the room with bafflement, his eyes landing on Emma who was sprawled out on the ground. "Couldn't resist, eh?" he teased happily, his lips turning upwards into a mischievous dark smile that made her heart skip a beat.
"What?" she furrowed her brows, gazing questioningly at him. "I couldn't sleep, that's all." She said sheepishly, erasing her confused look and replacing it with a guilty smile. "Sorry for waking you. I didn't mean to wake you but I wanted to see if you w—,"
"Were still awake." He finished for her, and she let out a quiet bashful chuckle. "Well ye got my attention, luv." He laughed vociferously, his deep voice sending a pleasurable shiver down her spine.
"I didn't mean to… I… I'll just go back below." She dragged her feet towards the exit, embarrassed to have waked him. "Where it is so… lonely." She murmured to herself, but to her fortune (or misfortune), he heard her solitary remark.
"You are welcome to stay 'ere for the nigh'." He suggested while his mind began thinking of all the festivities he could do with her in his bed. "After all ye did wake me from me peaceful slumber."
"Oh, I wouldn't want to intrude." She refused politely, although having his bed did seem more comfortable than her cot. And she wouldn't be so lonely with him accompanying her…
"Well, if you change your mind, me offer is still up." He winked at her, making her regret her decision.
"In that case… um… You wouldn't mind if I stayed for the night?" she said nervously, unconsciously chewing her lower lip while she tugged on the hem of her sleeve. She hoped she didn't sound too desperate, but she really was in need of the bed.
"Not at all." He smiled warmly and stood up from his desk, gesturing to his side cabin. "The bed is all yours." His smile turned into a devious smirk that was not caught by her. He would make her feel guilty for taking up his bed and then just like he predicted, she would offer him to share.
"And where are you going to sleep?" she went into the side cabin before she looked at Jack who pretended to be a gentleman.
"The chair, o' course." He answered brightly before he plopped down onto the chair next to the bed to emphasize what he meant, although he had no intentions of sleeping on that uncomfortable chair.
"You can't! I mean, this bed is yours and I don't want to steal it from you… I think I'll just go back below and sleep there." She took a couple steps out of the room but Jack called for her to come back.
"No!" he shouted, sounding a bit desperate. Well, things weren't going quite according to plan, but he could always shift his little plan around. "I'll make us a fair deal, savvy? We share the bed, t'is reasonable."
"I suppose so—," she replied and he immediately cut her off.
"Great!" he said, sounding entirely chipper, and pulled her back into the room. "Any side ye prefer, luv?"
"Doesn't matter." She said, hoping she wasn't causing him too much trouble. "Thanks for letting me sleep here." She climbed into the bed and crawled under the sheets while Jack removed his shirt and took the other side of the bed. "Sleep well." She whispered, blushing at the sight of his impeccably tanned torso and he grunted softly before he blew out the candle on the nightstand, darkening the room.
She closed her eyes and curled up into a ball, attempting to go to sleep. She turned over as her eyes opened, facing Jack, who had his hands propped under his head. She watched him stare at the ceiling for a few minutes before he suddenly looked at her, surprising her. She gazed at him silently for a while before she whispered, "What are we doing?" She knew she sounded completely childish but she didn't care because she loved seeing a smile on his face.
"I don't know." He smiled, his golden teeth showing. "What do you want to do?"
"I don't know." She replied simply, matching his huge smile. "You know, you are the first person that I ever shared a bed with."
"And I shall be flattered to know that." he joked while he enjoyed the soft giggles that made her body shake.
"And I shall be flattered that you find that completely amusing." She laughed louder and Jack joined in with her laughs. Soon, their laughter died down and they returned back to their first actions, gazing into each other's eyes silently. "Did you ever feel tired but can't sleep?" she queried, breaking the silence that usually felt strange, but this time, it wasn't strange at all; the silence seemed more like a warm silence, a peaceful and friendly tranquility.
"Aye. Rum usually 'elps." He reached up and took a lock of her hair, twirling it around his fingers.
"I don't think rum will work for me." She smiled sincerely at him and it suddenly crossed her mind that she enjoyed his presence. It was a strange feeling that started deep down in her stomach; the way her stomach flopped when he talked and how he'd always make her smile. It was plausible that she actually thought of him like a close friend, a friend like Will, but it positively wasn't conceivable that Jack was more than a close friend.
" Perhaps this would work?" he leaned over her, locking his lips with hers before he began to deepen the kiss. He could taste the faded flavor of rum on her tongue, causing him to smirk.
Her body tensed for a second before she let herself relax, slowly returning the passionate kiss. As he ended the kiss, she arched her head upwards for more, even though she knew she shouldn't lead him on. She quickly let her head drop back down onto the pillow and gaped at the ceiling, questioning herself about his kiss. Why did he kiss her? Didn't he have any idea that kissing wasn't for just friends? She wasn't even betrothed to him and he was kissing her. If he had any understanding that kissing was for only lovers, not for—
His lips latched onto hers again, interrupting her analysis of the kiss. This time, the kiss was hot and sloppy, although with Jack's skills, sloppy was still like a normal kiss. Deciding that he claimed her lips too much already, he broke the kiss off, although in his mind, there were never enough times to kiss.
He returned to his previous position, his hand under his head and his elbows sticking out, but this time, he looked at her. Her eyes blinked shut and her uneven breathing slowly evened out. He then threw an arm around her waist and pulled her close before he breathed in her womanly scent.
She felt a weight around her waist but she was too tired to open her eyes to look at the object. Instead, she just cuddled further into the warmth, smiling. His kiss actually worked…
It was another day in the locker, although they hadn't a clue that they were in the locker.
She could remember last night clearly—or one could say, early morning—the way his perfectly shaped lips captured hers. It was so… affectionate… unlike anything she tried or heard of before. His lips were so magical when they were on hers, making her mind spin with a mysterious feeling, not a bad mysterious feeling, but a good mysterious feeling that made her insides feel warm and fuzzy. She had to wonder why was she thinking about his kisses? But was it wrong to think about his kisses? Absolutely! She didn't even love-
"You seem troubled." Jack interrupted her thoughts, shaking her out of her reverie.
"Ah , yes! What—no!" she stammered, her voice coming out as a squeak. "I was just reminiscing about home and how much I miss it." she lied, bringing her gaze to the ground to make it look as if she was morose.
"I could… make you feel more at home… that is if you want me proposition." He wrapped an arm around her shoulders and pulled her closer.
"Which is…" she looked skeptically at him, wondering what he plan was now, for his plans always seemed to have flaws for her in it, allowing him an advantage over her.
"I say we pull up a bottle o' rum and drink our little black 'earts out and Robert's your uncle, Fanny's your aunt, and there you have it! You forget all 'bout your humble abode." He suggested, watching her shrug.
"Or I could just stand here…" she trailed off as he quickly dragged her to his cabin. "Or we could just follow what you said…"
"Aye!" Jack pushed her down into a chair and grabbed a rum bottle off his desk. "Rum s'always the best." He pulled out the cork and placed the bottle in her hand, watching her warily stare at the bottle before she took a sip.
"Do you know how long we'll be here for?" she questioned as she handed the rum back to him.
"That is not for us to know, but for the people who will find us, savvy?" he sat down on a chair next to hers and gulped some rum down before he placed the bottle down on his desk.
"I do hope they'll find us soon." she said, gaining an incredulous stare from Jack that seemed to make her regret her words.
"Dear ol' Jack isn't enough to satisfy you, eh?" he pouted and pretended to be offended by her words.
"I didn't mean it that way! You're satisfying enough…" she watched his lips twist into a small grin and she knew she said the wrong words again, "I mean… I don't… that's not what I'm implying! I just… there's nothing here but sand!" she sputtered, actually believing that he was hurt from her words, but then suddenly realizing that it was just a mischievous trick he played on her. She sighed with annoyance, letting out a boisterous grunt. "That's not very nice!"
"What isn't?" he feigned to be dumbfounded and arched an eyebrow upwards.
"You faking to be hurt! I can't believe you…" she trailed off with disbelief before a smile spread across her face as she retorted back accusingly, "Pirate."
"Stole the word right out o' me mouth." He laughed, slowly arising from his seat, making his way behind her chair, draping his hands over her shoulders. Suddenly, his voice completely changed into a low husky and seductive voice, so smooth that it made her insides flop around. "You know, facing dangerous obstacles is the inevitable for a pirate…and I for one, being a pirate, do prefer the dangerous route… if ye catch me drift…"
She narrowed her eyes with misunderstanding, trying to figure out what he was talking about. Recalling yesterday's teasing, she finally realized he was replying to her 'curiosity can lead to danger' retort. He undoubtedly was trying to seduce her once more, but she wasn't that foolish to be outsmarted. "But what if I don't prefer the dangerous route, as you were saying." She felt a devious smirk form on her lips as he tapped his chin with utmost thought.
"Ah, but the problem comes here, where you, in fact, aren't a pirate, so undoubtedly the rules do not apply to you." He grinned lecherously as she quickly cowered back in her chair with defeat. "After all, you're the innocent civilian that the pirate can chose whether to plunder and ravish before 'e kidnaps ye and ravishes ye again." A content smile grew on his face, seeing that he now had the upper hand.
"But the civilian can always give a fight." She said as he began circling around her with that charming smile that taunted her.
"But the chances are, the pirate always wins." He trailed a finger from her right shoulder, across her back, and to her left shoulder, deliciously eying her as she shivered.
"The navy men would've came by now." She whispered pleadingly, but it only added to his dangerously enticing smile.
"And yet, they haven't, so this concludes that the pirate always gets what he wants." He stopped his circling and halted right in front of her, looking her straight in the eyes with a predatory gleam.
"Not if the civilian wins the fight." She argued back, jumping out of her chair to make Jack back down, but he just wouldn't for he loved to tease, and he stayed right where he was, making her body press against his.
"Pirates do have backup plans, such as this." He stole a quick kiss from her, leaving her in a baffled daze. "And that's why the pirate always wins." He could tell that he left her speechless because of the way her mouth hung open and how she stared at him with confusion. Again, Captain Jack Sparrow leaves the lasses speechless he smiled at that thought, but frowned when she began to speak again.
"So do civilians." She kissed him back instantaneously, startling him because he would have never expected her to kiss him willingly. She quickly retreated from the kiss as she pondered to herself about how bold of a move she made. She was too bold and what exactly made her kiss him? She mentally groaned as she realized that he seduced her again! And she promised herself that she wouldn't be outsmarted, but apparently, she was.
He stared at her with bewilderment, shocked that she would even dare to kiss him in that manner for she always acted to be repulsed by the idea of kissing him eagerly. Perhaps, she was faking an act and she secretly enjoyed his kisses. He reminded himself to steal more kisses each time he would see her. "In that case, the pirate finds a flaw in the civilian's plan." He grabbed her wrists and held them behind her back, leaving her defenseless before he kissed her cheek, sprinkling many more kisses on her face as he traveled to her lips.
"The civilian then will immediately make up for the flaw, like so." She freed her hands from his grasp and took a hold of his wrists, using her body to push him against the wall while she held his hands out to his sides. She wasn't going to lose just yet…
"Then so will the pirate for he is the crafty speck of mind." he turned her over so that his body was crushing her, unable to escape. "And is rather handsomely charming."
She snorted at his haughty response, although the words were true… True? She shook her head with disagreement. Since when did she think of him as handsomely charming? You always did the little voice in her head answered and she snarled inwardly at it. Do go away! She hissed mentally at the voice. "Let's say that it is fortunate that the civilian isn't interested in 'handsomely charming' pirates but nice honest men."
"But this certain pirate is able to woo said civilian who is useless to the pirate's charms." He rasped quietly in her ear as she quivered in his grasp. She was definitely useless when it came to his charms…
"This civilian has enough common sense to break through the wooer's spell and that's why the civilian wins." She smiled triumphantly as Jack seemed to rethink over her words.
"Not if the pirate ravishes the civilian first." His face broke out into a successful grin as his hand began to toy with her soft hair. He brought his head lower and stole a kiss from her, kissing her briefly and lightly on her pink lips.
"Will the pirate ever let the civilian win?" she questioned softly, sounding weak to his attacks before his hand snatched her wrists, pinning them above her head.
"Not if the pirate had it his way, no. The pirate will certainly want to ravish, plunder, and pillage the civilian again until the civilian is left breathless." He grinned broadly, his eyes dancing with mirth and impish cheekiness.
"Hmph." She pouted with defeat, not noticing the proximity of their bodies until she felt him push her even further against the solid wall. She began to wiggle in his hold, but he just wouldn't let go of her. "Then the civilian pleads for the pirate to have mercy." She said, taking short breaths between each word as she struggled to free herself.
"The pirate won't until the civilian admits she actually enjoys his pillaging." He nipped playfully on her earlobe, sending a thrilling tremor through her body.
"It would be a lie for the civilian to say that." She retorted, sighing when he licked her earlobe soothingly.
"So the pirate would be lying if he had mercy for the civilian." He buried his face into her hair, nuzzling her head while he smelled her.
"Fine then! Stubborn pirate." She huffed with defeat, although she wasn't willing to admit that she lost yet. "And what would the pirate do next with the civilian?"
"He would take the civilian aboard his ship to make her his personal servant…" he paused wistfully before he added with a smirk, "And bed warmer." He watched her cheeks burn with red and he felt a satisfying feeling swell up inside of him.
"And if she refuses?" she leaned forwards subconsciously, forgetting that she was supposed to win the argument and not actually fall for it.
"The pirate will have to have his ways with her until she finally gives in with greatest bliss." He pronounced, releasing his grip on her wrists so his hands could avidly run over her body.
"Say if she escaped from his strong grasps and ran far from him." she licked her dry lips to moisten them as he flowered simple yet sweet kisses on her neck.
"She won't get far because he will hunt her down." He mumbled into her neck as his hands took hold of her waist. "And make her his and his only."
"And if she asks if the pirate loves her?" she blurted out, blushing feverishly at her boldness to even ask him that question. Of course he didn't love her!
For a moment, he was wordless and froze with his lips on her neck, but he regained his composure quickly. "The pirate will ask if she loves him back." He breathed hotly on her throat, making the little hairs on the back of her neck stick up.
"She will say when the time is right." She felt his lips kiss her chin gently and she felt the need to return the favor by kissing his cheek.
"He will ask when is the right time." He smiled as he felt her soft lips against his cheek, meekly traveling to his nose.
"And she will simply say, when he loves her back." She whispered against his lips before she locked lips with his passionately. She didn't know why they were even talking about love, and why did she mention it, but that seemed like the most trifling matter at the moment, for his lips were all she could think of. She couldn't possibly love him… but his lips were too delicious to ignore… too tantalizing for her own good.
A/N: I don't know if this is considered a cliffhanger, so I'll just leave it as whatever anyone wants to consider it as. And for the next update, I'm not entirely sure when I will be able to update! I am the V.P of activities for my newest 'community service' club, so I am going to be a very busy person! So I don't really know when I will be able to update! And also, I got speech and debate practice tomorrow after school and a cabinet meeting on friday after school and lastly, I got a speech and debate tournament this saturday so I will be out the entire day, so no time to write! But I'm assuming my next update will be some time next week! So until then, ta! And leave a review! :D Please?