Title: Dance of Passion
Author: Juliet Norrington
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: No matter how hard I try, I will never own the priceless Jack Sparrow. Oh well.
Summery: The beach scene, revisited. Drabble.
The fire has almost gone out, and in the glowing coals I can barely see his face. His dark eyes are locked on mine, and his golden teeth glitter when he smiles. His skillful fingers run up and down my spine in a dance of which I do not know the steps. I could have been at home, sitting by the fire while the Commodore spoke, but I wasn't. I was here, lying on a deserted island, learning this dance of passion. Our clothes have long since gone, and now make a bed that will cradle us through the night.
A/N: Not bad for a five minute exercise… Anyone have any ideas? Feel uncomfortable about something? Please tell me!