Different Styles of Persuasion
Chapter 21
Barbossa put a finger up to his lips for her to be quiet. He leaned against the door where no one outside could see him. She frowned but did as he bid and was quiet and didn't move. He went around to the windows that looked out onto the deck. He looked out without appearing to be doing so. He went to get some writing implements, 'Play along,' he wrote and handed the paper to her. She nodded in understanding. She was to play along with what ever he said and did for the benefit of the crew and more than likely the script.
"Now Missy, what ya be doin' ta poor Mister Gibbs?' He shouted as he walked to her and grabbed her by the arms and shoved her against the wall.
"Nothing, you bloody pirate, turn me loose," she screamed. "I am a captain the same as you and deserve the same considerations, esteem and recognition that you do."
"There be a lot of long words in there, I be nothing but a humble pirate. Explain yerself,' he growled.
"You know exactly what I mean, Barbossa. You are not as humble and uneducated as you seem," she shouted back, pushing against his chest as he forced her toward one of the windows. Her back to it she tried to dislodge herself from his grasp. He pinned her. She saw his eyes dart past her face to look out the window.
"Are you ignoring me? Listen well to what I have to say Barbossa. I know you are not….." she was cut off as he brought his lips to hers in a crushing kiss, his tongue plundering her mouth. Completely making speech impossible.
She stilled instantly and started to return the kiss. Barbossa whispered against her lips, "Fight me, and make it look good. You should be furious with me from the treatment in front of the crew. A lovers spat, if you will."
She brought her hand up to slap him, but he blocked her, so she punched him in the side instead. He pulled his head away from hers and roared with evil laughter. "Come on wench, you can do better than that," he shouted through his laughter.
"Wench! Wench? You evil son of the devil himself , you don't know what you have just gotten yourself into," she hissed loud enough to be heard through the paper thin walls. She could hear the cat calls and hoots of laughter coming from the crew. It sounded as if they were right outside the window.
"Ya are going ta think I am the devil you are sparrin' with. Now,show me what ya got, Missy," Barbossa laughed even more evilly and louder.
She tried to kick him and when he blocked that, she slid the heel of her boot down his shin instead. He howled with pain as she smiled in victory. He grabbed both of her wrists with his and pulled her around toward the bed. He let go with one hand to grab the back of the neck of her shirt and shoved her down on the bed. The shirt ripped exposing a goodly amount of shoulder and part of her breast.
She shrieked, "You bas…." He pounced on her and covered her mouth with another kiss. She smiled as she clamped down on his tongue with her sharp little teeth.
"Ow, you little hellion," he ground out as he wiped his hand across his mouth. "Good thing you didn't draw blood."
He caught her hands and started to pin them above her head. But she quickly pulled her legs up, stuck both boots in his midsection and pushed as hard as she could. He went flying across the room to land on his backside on the floor by the door.
When she got up off the bed and went after him, she saw most of the crew peering through the windows. She saw Gibbs had come from where ever he'd been. She heard him shout to Norrington, Marty and Cotton to get the crew back to work. The four of them pulled their swords, and got in between the pirates and the windows. Waving their swords back and forth and poking a few who didn't move fast enough.
Gibbs knocked and opened the door as Barbossa got himself up off the floor. "Beg pardon Cap'n, I think we should close the curtains ta the windows."
Barbossa growled, "Get to it then, and hurry or the crew is going ta get an eyeful," as he slung an arm around Niece's waist and carried her to the bed and fell on top of her.
Gibbs muttered, "Mother's love Lass, you have unleashed the wrath of the devil himself. I hope ya know what ya are doing?" He crossed himself but was smiling also.
"Get off me, you bloody, filthy mangy, scabrous dog before I slit you from throat to stomach and use your guts for garters," she pushed at him as she drew her dagger.
Gibbs whistled as he went around shutting curtains. As he walked out the door he said, "Now Cap'ns you can have a little privacy for your lovers quarrel."
As soon as the door slammed shut Barbossa got off her. He whispered close to her ear, "Damn, woman you could have taken it a little easy on me."
She whispered back, "You didn't do such, to me. I am going to be aching in places I forgot I had for days and I am going to bruise too." They both smiled at each other. He went and sat down at the desk. He continued to shout at her and she did the same back. They made shuffling and banging noises, she threw a few things that crashed against walls for effect. But they got quieter and the noise was father apart.
He finally went to the bed and bounced on it. She looked at him incredulously and whispered, "Tell me you are joking."
He shook his head and made some groaning noises. She shrugged and moaned a bit too. He gestured to her lips, "They aren't bruised or puffy enough looking for you being kissed by a devil. You game?"
"Isn't there some sort of makeup?" she asked looking around.
"Nope, we are going to have to get the same effect the old fashioned way," He grinned.
"You're kidding?" She groaned, she was getting a little intimidated. She wasn't an actor and wasn't used to kissing someone she didn't have those kinds of feelings for.
He shook his head, "Welcome to my world. The world of acting."
" Fine, do your worst… ah, or best captain," she walked to the bed. She was more than a little apprehensive about this. So to give her self more time to come to grips with the situation. She took off her baldric, sword, and also shed her other weapons. She looked down at him bouncing on the bed and giggled. "I'm sorry, that looks so funny. A grown man bouncing on a bed like a child."
He shrugged and took off his weapons, letting them fall to the floor to make more noise. She messed up the bed some to build up more courage. He took her hand and gently pulled her down on the bed beside him, as he lay back on it. He held her tightly to him and softly brushed his lips to hers. "I will be as gentle as I can to achieve the results we need to show," he assured her. He kissed her hair to prove that he would do just as he said.
He brushed his lips against hers again. Almost as if he were asking her if it was all right to continue with the farce. She opened for him and he obliged her by ravishing her lips as any good pirate would do. They kissed and bit each others lips. Niece thought it was all for a good cause. She had to admit, she was having fun being a pirate. She finally relaxed giving herself over to Barbossa's guidance.
He bit her ear and then her neck, he gave her a love bite where her neck and shoulder met. She bit him a couple of times that left marks on him also. He pulled back to look at her swollen lips. He smiled, "I think that should convince them that something happened here that didn't."
"Not that much time has passed. Don't you think we should stay in here for a while longer?" She asked as she got up and unlaced her torn shirt a little, took off her boots, and partly unlaced her pants. He shed more clothing as well, down to his shirt and pants.
"That should do it. Pirates get done what needs to be done quickly. Let's just say, we have a conflicting relationship as lovers," he smiled.
"All right, but before we go a couple of questions. What about your past and where we are going?" She asked doggedly, looking askance at him.
"Can't tell you, but I can say that you will find out the latter from Gibbs soon. Just keep working on him. As for the other, you will just have to wait and see. But know it is going to cause more arguments between us that are going to require that we make up in here," he smirked at her.
She sighed, "Fine, Pegasus can handle Barbossa."
He rolled his eyes as he pulled on his boots haphazardly. She left her boots off. "I have no doubt that she can. You better stay here for a few more minutes after I leave," he advised.
He put a satisfied smirk on his face as he opened the door and left the cabin. She walked to one of the windows and pulled the curtain aside just enough to peek out to see what the crew did. She saw coins and trinkets pass back and forth between all of them. Damn bloody pirates had bet on the outcome. The only two who didn't exchange anything were Norrington and Gibbs. They both were working close to the door of the cabin. She saw Norrington shoot daggers with his eyes at Barbossa as he passed by him and disappeared up the stairs to the helm above the cabin.
Barbossa just smirked at Norrington, saying, "It was good, ya don't know what yer missin'." Niece's mouth dropped open at Barbossa's comment. She sputtered and fumed, until she remembered that nothing other than kissing really happened. Surely Norrington knew that. And that what Barbossa had said, had been for the benefit for those of the crew within ear shot.
She waited until Barbossa disappeared up above and then sauntered out with a satisfied look on her face. Norrington was right outside the door waiting. He glared at her and then took her by the arm, none too gently, backing her into a corner where Barbossa couldn't see but most of the crew could. Gibbs looked from them to Barbossa and back again.
"I told you I won't give up and this doesn't change a thing," Norrington hissed as he she came up against a barrel. He kept a hold of her left arm with his right hand. They were shoulder to arm, considering their height difference. He leaned over to get closer to her ear. "I have so much more to offer you."
"Be that as it may, I have made my choice," she disentangled his hand from her arm.
He flipped the torn part of her shirt with a finger, "I wouldn't do this to you either. You don't deserve this"
She shrugged, "I am a pirate captain, and things get rough at times. I can handle it. Now please leave me."
He stood for a moment longer glaring at her, then bowed mockingly and turned on his heel and left. She looked up to see that Barbossa had seen at least part of the exchange. She thought, 'He must have seen Gibbs' hint that Norrington had me cornered. Well, that just goes to show that Barbossa does have a protective good streak in him.' She nonchalantly went up to the helm, hooked her arm through his, pulling him to the wheel. Then she asked him to let her steer The Pearl for a while. He grinned seductively and let her take over. When she made a mistake he corrected it without seeming to be doing so.