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"So... what's your plan, Jack?"
Jack and Elizabeth were both in their cabin, and Jack was trailing open mouthed kisses along her neck.
"Mmm," was his response to her question.
"Jack..."
He continued to kiss along her neck, driving her crazy. He had one hand cupped behind her neck and the other on her breasts. Elizabeth put her hands on his shoulders and gently moved him back a little.
"What is your plan?"
Jack sighed and leaned back against the headboard of their bed. He didn't want to talk anymore about Davy Jones, or Beckett, or anything. All he wanted was to be in his cabin and make love to his girl. But he decided he might as well be honest with her.
"I really don' have a plan yet, Lizzie. I only said that to get Norrington off my back."
This surprised Elizabeth. She wasn't angry, she was shocked. She actually thought he did have a plan. The infamous Captain Jack Sparrow always had a plan. Well, except for when it came to his debt, but he managed to settle that. She just nodded her head and went back to kissing Jack. She trusted him, and knew that he would figure something out. He always did.
Jack lay Elizabeth down on her back, and started to unbutton her white blouse, to expose her beautiful breasts. Dinner time. He smiled, and leaned forward, capturing her right breast in his mouth, which caused her to moan and pull at his dreadlocks. They both knew how and where to push each other's buttons. After suckling on one breast, Jack went to the other. Elizabeth closed her eyes and enjoyed the pleasure. She opened them wide when she felt something between her legs. Jack had slipped his fingers down her pants, and started to gently stroke her flesh. Oh, he was killing her! Well, he did promise that he would punish her for teasing him, and so far, he seemed to be keeping that promise, but she wasn't complaining.
He sat up, and started to pull her pants off, exposing her legs. He lift one leg up and started to kiss it from the foot all the way up to her thigh. This caused her to break out into a huge smile. Jack knew how to make her feel so good. He lifted the other leg up and repeated his action. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.
"Who is it?" Jack called.
"It's Will."
Jack groaned. The whelp. What could he possibly want now? He got up off the bed and walked over to the door, opening it. Will stood there, looking rather nervous.
"Jack, I need to speak with you. In private."
Elizabeth listened to this still laying down on the bed, but she had her body covered up with the blankets.
"No one here 'cept me and Lizzie."
"I know, Jack, but just us. The two of us. Please."
Jack sighed. "Fine. Meet me in the galley in ten minutes."
"Thank you, Jack."
Will walked away and Jack closed the door.
"What do you suppose Will wants?" Elizabeth asked.
Jack shook his head. "Dunno. I told him I'd come talk to him in ten minutes."
"Jack..." she whined, causing him to chuckle.
"I know, luv, but I'll get back to ye."
"I want to go with you."
"Can't. Whelp only wants to talk to me."
Elizabeth rolled her eyes.
"He's not a whelp, Jack."
"If you say so."
Elizabeth started to put her clothes back on. Jack looked at her in confusion.
"What are you doing?"
"Getting dressed."
"I'll be right back, luv."
"Yes, but what if someone else comes to the door. It would be really awkward answering it in my birthday suit."
Jack thought this over for a minute, then nodded. "Aye."
Elizabeth laughed, and stood up, completely dressed.
"I believe I shall go chat with Ginger and Ana Maria. A little girl talk, while you have your man to man talk with Will."
Jack snorted. "Yes, Will's a real man, alright."
"Jack!"
"Only kidding, dearie."
Elizabeth shook her head and left the cabin before Jack. She had a plan. She was going to sneak into the galley before Jack and Will got there and hide under one of the tables. What they didn't know wouldn't hurt them.