A/N: Yes, I'm not sure if anyone guessed it, but I know Allie pointed it out to me. The last chapter title came from the musical Cats. ^_^

And, for this chapter, sorry it's so short, but hey. It's one of those happy teaser chapters that you know you love. ^_^ Mmmmm…teasers.

And, eh, this chapter's a bit smutty. Just a bit. Sorry. For those of you who like it, yes, there will be a bit more. For those who don't…sorry. ^^;

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Pirates of the Caribbean : The Wrath of Cortez
Chapter 10 – Sinners

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Will awoke the next morning in a daze.  He was in the Captain's quarters, but why…?  As he glanced over to see Amien beside him, he suddenly remembered everything he wished he had forgotten.  Yesterday Amien had attempted to seduce him – and had done a damn good job of it, too.  It hadn't taken her long to convince him that Elizabeth was a whore…

Elizabeth. God, the very thought of her made him sick to his stomach.  Why had she betrayed him? No, why had he betray her?  For all he knew, Amien had lied.  But he knew parts of it were true… he had met Mary Keaton, once upon a time in London.  His own mother was good friends with her.  So at least that much was true, and Will had more than just Amiens word to go by.

But Amien's word, for the most part, had been reliable thus far.  Everything she'd promised him, she'd followed up with.  And yet,  he still couldn't erase Jack's words from his mind – "It's the honest ones you have to watch out for."

He moved to slide out of the lavish bed, but he almost immediately felt Amien's hand on his, which was quickly followed by the soft brush of her ebony hair on his shoulder.

"Leaving so soon, love?" She whispered.  Will was torn.  He loved Elizabeth, truly.  But he was here, now, and Amien was so beautiful.  "The sun is just barely up over the horizon…"  Will took a deep breath.  Would she make him walk the plank if he refused to make love to her? He decided it was easiest – and smartest – just to givein.  Besides, Elizabeth would never have to know…

However,  he was going to make the best of this.  He gently kissed her neck, pausing momentarily to speak softly. "What do you want with me, Amien?"

She smirked. "You know what I want."

"No, I don't."

Amien lifted her head, and in a moment she was on top of Will, pinning his shoulders to the bed.  She strattled his thighs, glaring into his eyes as she spoke.

"Let me get one thing straight, William.  I know what I want and how to get it, neither of which is your business.  Besides…" Her mouth twisted into a wry smile.  "Though you shall prove detrimental to this trip, you are excellent for the 'pleasure' part of our voyage."

"And so I'm just here to please you?"

"Now he's catching on…" She bent forward, still holding him down as she ran her hands along his chest and kissed him deeply.  Will kissed her back momentarily, then stopped.

"Elizabeth shall come for me.  She and Jack will-" He froze.  Amien had pulled a knife from seemingly nowhere and pressed it to his neck, the cold metal flat against his chin.

"You will stay here, with me. I need you…"

"I have a wife!"

"Whom you've already cheated." Will's expression fell, she was right.  "Besides, ye'll prove useful soon enough, and if ye don't…" She turned the knife so it was gently pushing into his skin, just enough to form a thin line of blood. Her face twisted into an innocent expression, and her lips a sweet smile.  "Then I shall just have to have my darling sister take care of dear Elizabeth for me."

"Don't you dare hurt her!"  Will moved to rise, but it only made the knife dig further into his flesh. "Don't you dare…"

Amien lowered herself once more, so that their noses were almost touching. "Give me one reason why."

"Because I love her!"  As he let out a heavy sigh, memories of the past year came flooding back.
           
            "How far would you go to save her?" Jack had said.
            "I'd die for her."

Will remembered his answer perfectly, feeling as if he'd only said it yesterday.  And yet… did he really have the courage to trade his own life in exchange for Elizabeth?  Here he was, a knife to his throat, and a beautiful girl threatening to kill him.  The perfect opportunity to prove himself, and he couldn't bring himself to do it, to die for her…

"You love her?" Amien's expression was skeptical. "You expect me to turn up an opportunity like this because you love her?" She pressed the knife a little harder, but kissed him oftly, almost as if to contradict the blood that was showing on his neck.  "Killing William Turner's son…I'd be famous." She used her free hand to gently trace his jawline, smirking slightly. "Just think…I'd be known across the Caribbean, and you wouldn't have to worry about cheating on your darling Elizabeth…"

Will took a deep breath, wincing at the pain in his neck. "Fine."

Amien's expression suddenly lightened, as she was obviously pleased.  "I can kill ye, then?"

"No."  Will shut his eyes.  "I will stay with you."

Amien's girlish smile twisted into a wicked grin as she pulled the knife away.  "Excellent, my love…" She placed the knife on the nightstand before sliding back slightly, still straddling his body, and gently ran both hands down his chest.  "Positively excellent…"