A/N I own no one from PotC : TCoTBP, I own only original characters such as
Alyssa.
Leto- Thanks for reviewing, I really do appreciate it. And, believe me, I have every plan to continue writing this story.
On to the story.
Shortly after Will and Elizabeth had gone to bed, Jack and Alyssa decided to
do the same. However, it all felt somehow different. The moment Jack had casually
suggested that they go to bed was... different. There was a strange tone to his voice
that Alyssa had never heard before. On the descent down the stairs, he held her
differently. Even closer to him, and with his hand resting on the small of her back, so
gently that she could barely tell it was there.
Even when they had reached the lit room, where Alyssa needed no help to
see where she was going, he let his fingers linger in hers a few moments longer
than last time. He seemed to have his eyes on her constantly, while she felt too
strange, herself, to look at him at all. But, she could feel his eyes on her. Roaming all
over her body like his hands wanted to. Undressing her slowly like he so badly
wished he could.
She lay down first in the bed. Her back against the wall, lying on her left side,
looking where Jack soon would lie. When he lay down, he initially lay on his left side,
but changed position and turned onto his right to face her. As he turned, his cheek
brushed gently against hers, and Alyssa could swear their lips had even touched.
Their faces were now closer than they had ever been. Jack gazed right into her
large violet eyes. He couldn't resist any longer. He had to feel her sweet mouth on
his. He needed that now.
He took his left hand and gently ran it through her long, red locks until it
reached the back of her head. He pulled her face to his, closing the small distance
that remained between them, and their lips locked in a passionate kiss. It was the
single most thrilling sensation that Alyssa had ever felt, never having been kissed by
a man before. For the experienced Jack, it was a feeling he could not even begin to
describe. Even with all of the women he had kissed or been with sexually, not one of
them could ever feel like this. So good. So meaningful. So rich. He never wanted the
moment to end.
!@#$%^&*!@#$%^&*!@#$%^&*!@#$%^&*
Althought Will and Elizabeth had retreated to bed, they were far from being
asleep. Elizabeth sat on the bed with her feet on the floor. Will sat on the floor infront
of her. His back was resting against her legs and he had his head thrown back to
rest in her lap. His eyes were closed in relaxation. Neither of the pair had so much
as changed out of their day clothes.
"What do you think is really going on between Jack and my cousin?"
Elizabeth asked in a tone one would expect from a fretting mother.
Will opened his eyes and looked u knowingly into the eyes of his love, "I'm
not certain," he admitted. "But, did you feel that there was a sort of..."
"...tension..." Elizabeth said for him.
"Between the two of them?" Will finished.
"Yes, you?" Elizabeth asked.
Will nodded, "Yes, me too."
"Do you think they're hiding something?" Elizabeth wondered aloud.
Will thought a moment to himself. Not long, but hard, then replied, "Yes, I
definitely think that they are hiding something. But, not from us."
Elizabeth looked at Will in confusion, "What do you mean?"
Will stood up and faced his wife, "They're hiding something from
themselves." he explained.
Elizabeth rolled her eyes in fristration, "Will, what do you mean?" she
repeated as she rose to stand infront of her hudband.
"Well, darling, Jack's grown too accustomed to sleeping with wenches at
different ports. Meaningless stuff. They meant nothing to him. He couldn't possibly
recognize love when he feels it," Will began. "And Alyssa is far too free a spirit to be
aware, or even care, that there is a love out there for her to find."
Elizabeth nodded her agreeance. She then looked at Will mischieviously,
"Do you think they need a little help?"
Will grinned down at his wife, knowing exactly what she was thinking, "A little
push in the right direction couldn't hurt."
Elizabeth giggled girlishly, "More like a shove," she said.
Will removed his shirt and threw it on the floor. He stood there looking lustfully
at his wife who was tracing his well-toned chest with her index finger. "We'll discuss
it tomorrow," Will suggested. "For now, let's worry about our own relationship, shall
we?"
Elizabeth smiled at him lovingly and removed her dress, "Yes, I think we
shall."
!@#$%^&*!@#$%^&*!@#$%^&*!@#$%^&*
Alyssa closed her eyes and welcomed Jack's surprising kiss. She felt his
tongue exploring her mouth and met it with her own, much to the surprise and
pleasure of Jack. Before long, he felt both of Alyssa's hands on the back of his
knotted hair. She pulled him ferociously closer to herself. A groan, which sounded
more like it came from a wild animal, rumbled low in his throat.
Alyssa rolled over onto her back, pulling Jack on top of her as she did so. In
the change of position, their lips parted momentarily, but hungrily found their way
back to each other. Alyssa started pulling and clawing at Jack's clothing, fumbling
desperately to get them off. For a moment, Jack started to help her, but quickly
stopped himself.
"What? What is it?" Alyssa asked between heavy breaths.
"I think it'd be best if we stop for the night, love," Jack suggested gently.
"Wouldn't want ye t'do something ye'd regret."
"But, I wouldn't regret it, Jack. I don't want you to stop." Alyssa pleaded.
"Ye can say that now. So can I. I don't want to stop now either-"
Alyssa cut him off, "Than let's not."
Jack sighed, "We 'ave to. I promise, we shall continue this again. When
you're sure you're ready. When you're sure there'd be no regrets."
Alyssa also sighed, but nodded. She knew what he was saying was right and
he was trying to do what was right. She wrapped her arms around him and he
wrapped his around her, pulling her close. "No regrets." she repeated.
Leto- Thanks for reviewing, I really do appreciate it. And, believe me, I have every plan to continue writing this story.
On to the story.
Shortly after Will and Elizabeth had gone to bed, Jack and Alyssa decided to
do the same. However, it all felt somehow different. The moment Jack had casually
suggested that they go to bed was... different. There was a strange tone to his voice
that Alyssa had never heard before. On the descent down the stairs, he held her
differently. Even closer to him, and with his hand resting on the small of her back, so
gently that she could barely tell it was there.
Even when they had reached the lit room, where Alyssa needed no help to
see where she was going, he let his fingers linger in hers a few moments longer
than last time. He seemed to have his eyes on her constantly, while she felt too
strange, herself, to look at him at all. But, she could feel his eyes on her. Roaming all
over her body like his hands wanted to. Undressing her slowly like he so badly
wished he could.
She lay down first in the bed. Her back against the wall, lying on her left side,
looking where Jack soon would lie. When he lay down, he initially lay on his left side,
but changed position and turned onto his right to face her. As he turned, his cheek
brushed gently against hers, and Alyssa could swear their lips had even touched.
Their faces were now closer than they had ever been. Jack gazed right into her
large violet eyes. He couldn't resist any longer. He had to feel her sweet mouth on
his. He needed that now.
He took his left hand and gently ran it through her long, red locks until it
reached the back of her head. He pulled her face to his, closing the small distance
that remained between them, and their lips locked in a passionate kiss. It was the
single most thrilling sensation that Alyssa had ever felt, never having been kissed by
a man before. For the experienced Jack, it was a feeling he could not even begin to
describe. Even with all of the women he had kissed or been with sexually, not one of
them could ever feel like this. So good. So meaningful. So rich. He never wanted the
moment to end.
!@#$%^&*!@#$%^&*!@#$%^&*!@#$%^&*
Althought Will and Elizabeth had retreated to bed, they were far from being
asleep. Elizabeth sat on the bed with her feet on the floor. Will sat on the floor infront
of her. His back was resting against her legs and he had his head thrown back to
rest in her lap. His eyes were closed in relaxation. Neither of the pair had so much
as changed out of their day clothes.
"What do you think is really going on between Jack and my cousin?"
Elizabeth asked in a tone one would expect from a fretting mother.
Will opened his eyes and looked u knowingly into the eyes of his love, "I'm
not certain," he admitted. "But, did you feel that there was a sort of..."
"...tension..." Elizabeth said for him.
"Between the two of them?" Will finished.
"Yes, you?" Elizabeth asked.
Will nodded, "Yes, me too."
"Do you think they're hiding something?" Elizabeth wondered aloud.
Will thought a moment to himself. Not long, but hard, then replied, "Yes, I
definitely think that they are hiding something. But, not from us."
Elizabeth looked at Will in confusion, "What do you mean?"
Will stood up and faced his wife, "They're hiding something from
themselves." he explained.
Elizabeth rolled her eyes in fristration, "Will, what do you mean?" she
repeated as she rose to stand infront of her hudband.
"Well, darling, Jack's grown too accustomed to sleeping with wenches at
different ports. Meaningless stuff. They meant nothing to him. He couldn't possibly
recognize love when he feels it," Will began. "And Alyssa is far too free a spirit to be
aware, or even care, that there is a love out there for her to find."
Elizabeth nodded her agreeance. She then looked at Will mischieviously,
"Do you think they need a little help?"
Will grinned down at his wife, knowing exactly what she was thinking, "A little
push in the right direction couldn't hurt."
Elizabeth giggled girlishly, "More like a shove," she said.
Will removed his shirt and threw it on the floor. He stood there looking lustfully
at his wife who was tracing his well-toned chest with her index finger. "We'll discuss
it tomorrow," Will suggested. "For now, let's worry about our own relationship, shall
we?"
Elizabeth smiled at him lovingly and removed her dress, "Yes, I think we
shall."
!@#$%^&*!@#$%^&*!@#$%^&*!@#$%^&*
Alyssa closed her eyes and welcomed Jack's surprising kiss. She felt his
tongue exploring her mouth and met it with her own, much to the surprise and
pleasure of Jack. Before long, he felt both of Alyssa's hands on the back of his
knotted hair. She pulled him ferociously closer to herself. A groan, which sounded
more like it came from a wild animal, rumbled low in his throat.
Alyssa rolled over onto her back, pulling Jack on top of her as she did so. In
the change of position, their lips parted momentarily, but hungrily found their way
back to each other. Alyssa started pulling and clawing at Jack's clothing, fumbling
desperately to get them off. For a moment, Jack started to help her, but quickly
stopped himself.
"What? What is it?" Alyssa asked between heavy breaths.
"I think it'd be best if we stop for the night, love," Jack suggested gently.
"Wouldn't want ye t'do something ye'd regret."
"But, I wouldn't regret it, Jack. I don't want you to stop." Alyssa pleaded.
"Ye can say that now. So can I. I don't want to stop now either-"
Alyssa cut him off, "Than let's not."
Jack sighed, "We 'ave to. I promise, we shall continue this again. When
you're sure you're ready. When you're sure there'd be no regrets."
Alyssa also sighed, but nodded. She knew what he was saying was right and
he was trying to do what was right. She wrapped her arms around him and he
wrapped his around her, pulling her close. "No regrets." she repeated.
