A/N: Jack has met the perfect woman: beautiful, crazy and can hold her liquor. Crossover Bellatrix/Jack Sparrow.

Submission for:

JANUARY Fanfiction Scavenger Hunt: Crossover

A Wild Pairing Appeared! [Daily Speed-writing Competition]: Bellatrix/Jack Sparrow


"Has anyone ever told you that you're absolutely mad?" Jack said as he fell back onto the bed. He had been with many wenches and crazed women in his time, but she had topped them all. She was voracious and knew exactly what she was doing with her tongue and her body.

Bellatrix grinned as she rolled over onto the man's exposed chest. "No one's ever said it to me if they knew what's good for them," she said, leaving a trail of hot kisses from his sternum up the side of his neck before sucking the sensitive flesh there.

Jack could feel the thrumming in his chest as his heart sped up and blood rushed through his veins. He was always eager for a second round and it was obvious her appetite was still unsatisfied. However, if he was going to do this, he needed a bit more alcohol in his system.

He reached to the table beside the bed for the bottle of rum he had been drinking previously. He sat up slightly to bring the bottle to his lips but the woman snatched it from his hands and took a swig herself, handling her liquor like a pro.

He took the bottle back, draining it before tossing it over the edge, the slight rock of the ship causing it to roll under the bed. But he didn't care as he attacked this woman once more, tasting the rum on her lips. She pulled him into her, causing his mind to race as he listened to the wonderful sounds which came from the back of her throat. She smelt of black smoke and sin, everything he had been told to stay away from but had always been unable to.

As her hands travelled lower, her fingers moving lightly over his skin, he wondered where this woman had been all his life.