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More and more drink founds its way down Devon's throat, not that she minded, free booze was always welcome her way. She cursed herself for being so forward with Norrington earlier, the sod wouldn't leave her alone now.
"Another wine m'lady?" he passed her another elegant glass filled with the sweetest wine she had ever tasted. Jack had busied himself elsewhere across the room, woman surrounding him, eyelashes flapping.
"Look at them," she slurred, "Like flies round a shit." she snorted and caught the Commodores gaping mouth at her most unlady like behaviour. "Sorry."
"I don't see why it should bother you. Would you care to another dance?" his arm slid round her waist again and Devon sighed to herself, oh curse this man, was he so desperate that he had to try and court a pirate wench like herself. Jack grinned at her from where he sat, a bottle of rum finding its way to his lips. He was obviously enjoying her misery, served her right, she asked for this, the thought made her sigh again out loud.
"Something wrong dear?" Commodore Norrington hooked a finger under her chin and tipped her head back gazing like a love sick puppy into her eyes. Please no Devon was screaming in her head as he lent down to make an attempt to kiss her.
"I would be honoured Commodore if I could be having this dance for myself." Jack butted in taking Devon's hand and pulling her away.
"Sparrow if you don't unhand that woman I'll be marching you down to the gallows myself." he fumed clenching his fists at his chance that had been cruelly snatched away. Jack only grinned slipping his arm round Devon's waist and resting his cheek on the top of her head.
"I don't think that my lady here would appreciate you slobbering all over her face mate," his eyes smouldered at the Commodore as he dragged his mouth down the side of Devon's cheek and to her ear. The commodore's mouth twisted in disgust as he stormed away leaving Jack still gently swaying her on the dance floor.
"Is he gone." she asked finally risking a peek over Jack's shoulder.
"Aye."
"Good." she wrenched away glaring at Jack with the venom of a thousand snakes. "Don't you ever, EVER pull something like that again." she hissed wiping a hand over her cheek as if he'd poisoned her. Jack rolled his eyes and caught her by the elbow, marching her over to the corner of the room.
"Next time I'll leave you to it then? You and bloody Norry." he spat, Devon shifted on her feet and stared at the floor. "Tell you what," he looked over the top of her head as the Commodore appeared at the far away door. "Norrington!" his voice carried over the music and the man looked up. "She's all your mate, Doubt very much you'll be able to handle her though, being an eunuch and all," Norrington drew his sword and Jack darted off grinning like a fool. Devon put a hand to her forehead and gritted her teeth before turning and following the pirate as he legged it down the corridor. Elizabeth stood at the far end watching with some amusement as he careered towards her followed by Devon and finally Norrington. Grabbing her hand as he passed her he bounced a kiss off it.
"Elizabeth luv, nice to see you again, tell Will I…" his voice trailed off as he ran out of ear shot out of the door and disappeared into the darkness.
Devon sighed and stopped running, it was impossible in the corset she wore, She glanced back at the manor and seen Elizabeth wagging her finger at the Commodore, she saw him shake his head and replace the sword back in its sheath. Sighing deeply she made her way through the empty streets and onto the dark shore praying that Jack had had the decency to swim to the Pearl and leave her the row boat. Bending low she pulled off the shoes and let her throbbing feet sink into the cool sand. She moaned with pleasure as it trickled between her toes. A shadow shifted to her left but she didn't even give it a glance.
"He's not following you fool." she said walking past Jack, she heard him laugh and follow behind her.
"You chose me over him, I'm flattered luv," he chuckled falling into step beside her. Devon gave him a side long glance but stayed silent. Jack grabbed her hand and pulled her round to face him.
"I can see why the Commodore was so infatuated with you tonight." his voice was soft but something about it aroused Devon's suspicions, she met his eyes. "I rather liked it when I got that dance," Devon's lips wrinkled as she pondered what he was playing at.
"Get a grip," she said finally turning away, "Just cause you didn't get some bitty wench tonight doesn't mean you can come sliming over me." Jack looked upwards and sighed.
"I tried." he muttered under his breath as he followed the hot headed girl to the row boat. His eyes wandered over her back as she walked a head of him. It would have been rather nice if he'd got a wench tonight, even her. Kill two birds with one stone. A smile crept across his face, Get the treasure and get his own needs serviced, he couldn't ask for more. He watched her clamber in the boat uncaring when the hem of her dress got soaked, he was going to need to work for it thought.
Devon turned impatiently towards Jack as she waited for him to get in the boat, he was just standing, head tipped back watching her with a crooked smile, his hand twisted as she called his name sharply. He grunted out of whatever it was he was thinking about and jumped on board.
"Pretty little thing, wasn't she?" Devon said after a long thoughtful silence. Jack eyed her wearily.
"Aye."
"Elizabeth is very nice, and Will both of them." she gazed out into the dark waters watching the ripple of the moon's light as it bounced off the water.
"Aye." her eyes fell to her hands.
"I'm sorry I snapped at you Jack."
"Sorry? For which time exactly?" he stopped rowing and put the oars down so he could clasp his hand in front of him and watch her. Devon shrugged uncomfortably.
"All of them?" Jack stared at her for a long moment his cheek twitched nervously.
"So it's just me and you on a boat luv," he narrowed his eyes on her and lent forward, "Would you object if I kissed you." It was a long shot but if it paid off it would save Jack a lot of embarrassment of trying to woo her the old fashioned way. Devon's mouth fell open and she stared at him. Jack felt a pang of guilt as he reached out to take a hold of the back of her head. He cursed himself when he felt the bitter feeling of being a traitor rise up inside his belly.
"This is stupid," he said more to himself than Devon, pulling his hand away he glanced at her face, "I have to tell you something." Devon still shocked lifted an eyebrow. Jack sighed and his mind wandered over the thoughts of the treasure. He could get any wench he wanted yet he felt so rotten for using her, if he did managed to woo her and get a hold of that treasure he couldn't imagine the pain that she would most likely feel when she found out her father had put him up to it. Jack pondered a moment longer, he was too greedy to give up the treasure he knew that but he knew also he was fairly honest as far as a pirate could be, and being a traitor wasn't what he did. He raised his eyes to look at Devon who was still staring at him, lines of worry etched in her face. She'd get over it, he finally decided reaching forward and sliding a finger under her chin.
"Nothing luv," he offered her a half cocked smile and she frowned.
"You worry me Jack." she sighed reaching up and taking his hand from her face. She felt desperately uncomfortable, it had been a long time since she'd had the pleasurable company of a man and what worried her was with all the alcohol she consumed and her lack of a good fumble in recent months even Jack was beginning to look attractive to her. Jack grinned perhaps sensing her guard crumbling, he picked up the oar once more and hauling it back, the ship finally bumped into the Pearl.
Reaching up he grasped onto the rope and pulled himself up before reaching down and pulling Devon up beside him. The deck was doused in thick shadows as the moon slipped away behind a cloud and she shivered as a cold wind suddenly nipped her bare arms.
"Cold luv?" Jack didn't look up from where he tied the boat onto the Pearl and he missed Devon when she nodded.
"I need to get out of this damn corset I cant breath." she turned to head towards the stairwell but Jack grabbed her roughly by the arm.
"I'll help you with that." he offered a roguish smile playing on his lips.
"It's okay I can manage." she replied rather weakly, she felt his arms encircle her in a tight embrace and his face come so close to hers that his breath tickled her cheeks.
"Jack.." she mumbled the beginning of a protest when he kissed her. Devon's anger surged inside her at his blatant disrespect for her objection yet she couldn't pull her self away. He kissed her roughly, the way she'd always imagined he would kiss, that shocked her further, the fact that she's previously thought about such a thing. She slipped her arms round his waist and began to relax when he pulled away, she glanced up to try and search his face for an answer to abrupt change of mind but he wouldn't meet her eyes.
"Jack?" He still avoided her eyes as he turned,
"Sorry luv, I shouldn't of played you like that."
"You weren't playing me. I wouldn't have said no if I didn't want you too." she grabbed his shirt sleeve and he faced her,
"It's not what you want Devon." he wagged a finger at her pleading.
"How the hell are you meant to know what I want and what I don't want?" she snapped stepping towards him and snatching his waving hand. Jack winced at the position he put himself in.
"And do you want this?" he looked at her a smug grin forming on his mouth. Devon scowled.
"Do you want me?" she asked stubbornly crossing her arms over her chest and refusing to answer his question. Jack laughed.
"Aye luv, I do," he muttered finally giving in to her. The treasure meant more to him that any wench, why deny himself pleasure while he's at it. A chuckle escaped from his mouth as he took her hand in his and led her to his cabin.
I'm sorry Moulin rouge pirate I did try and upload this yesterday after I read you review but for some reason it kept saying error! I'm sorry!
More and more drink founds its way down Devon's throat, not that she minded, free booze was always welcome her way. She cursed herself for being so forward with Norrington earlier, the sod wouldn't leave her alone now.
"Another wine m'lady?" he passed her another elegant glass filled with the sweetest wine she had ever tasted. Jack had busied himself elsewhere across the room, woman surrounding him, eyelashes flapping.
"Look at them," she slurred, "Like flies round a shit." she snorted and caught the Commodores gaping mouth at her most unlady like behaviour. "Sorry."
"I don't see why it should bother you. Would you care to another dance?" his arm slid round her waist again and Devon sighed to herself, oh curse this man, was he so desperate that he had to try and court a pirate wench like herself. Jack grinned at her from where he sat, a bottle of rum finding its way to his lips. He was obviously enjoying her misery, served her right, she asked for this, the thought made her sigh again out loud.
"Something wrong dear?" Commodore Norrington hooked a finger under her chin and tipped her head back gazing like a love sick puppy into her eyes. Please no Devon was screaming in her head as he lent down to make an attempt to kiss her.
"I would be honoured Commodore if I could be having this dance for myself." Jack butted in taking Devon's hand and pulling her away.
"Sparrow if you don't unhand that woman I'll be marching you down to the gallows myself." he fumed clenching his fists at his chance that had been cruelly snatched away. Jack only grinned slipping his arm round Devon's waist and resting his cheek on the top of her head.
"I don't think that my lady here would appreciate you slobbering all over her face mate," his eyes smouldered at the Commodore as he dragged his mouth down the side of Devon's cheek and to her ear. The commodore's mouth twisted in disgust as he stormed away leaving Jack still gently swaying her on the dance floor.
"Is he gone." she asked finally risking a peek over Jack's shoulder.
"Aye."
"Good." she wrenched away glaring at Jack with the venom of a thousand snakes. "Don't you ever, EVER pull something like that again." she hissed wiping a hand over her cheek as if he'd poisoned her. Jack rolled his eyes and caught her by the elbow, marching her over to the corner of the room.
"Next time I'll leave you to it then? You and bloody Norry." he spat, Devon shifted on her feet and stared at the floor. "Tell you what," he looked over the top of her head as the Commodore appeared at the far away door. "Norrington!" his voice carried over the music and the man looked up. "She's all your mate, Doubt very much you'll be able to handle her though, being an eunuch and all," Norrington drew his sword and Jack darted off grinning like a fool. Devon put a hand to her forehead and gritted her teeth before turning and following the pirate as he legged it down the corridor. Elizabeth stood at the far end watching with some amusement as he careered towards her followed by Devon and finally Norrington. Grabbing her hand as he passed her he bounced a kiss off it.
"Elizabeth luv, nice to see you again, tell Will I…" his voice trailed off as he ran out of ear shot out of the door and disappeared into the darkness.
Devon sighed and stopped running, it was impossible in the corset she wore, She glanced back at the manor and seen Elizabeth wagging her finger at the Commodore, she saw him shake his head and replace the sword back in its sheath. Sighing deeply she made her way through the empty streets and onto the dark shore praying that Jack had had the decency to swim to the Pearl and leave her the row boat. Bending low she pulled off the shoes and let her throbbing feet sink into the cool sand. She moaned with pleasure as it trickled between her toes. A shadow shifted to her left but she didn't even give it a glance.
"He's not following you fool." she said walking past Jack, she heard him laugh and follow behind her.
"You chose me over him, I'm flattered luv," he chuckled falling into step beside her. Devon gave him a side long glance but stayed silent. Jack grabbed her hand and pulled her round to face him.
"I can see why the Commodore was so infatuated with you tonight." his voice was soft but something about it aroused Devon's suspicions, she met his eyes. "I rather liked it when I got that dance," Devon's lips wrinkled as she pondered what he was playing at.
"Get a grip," she said finally turning away, "Just cause you didn't get some bitty wench tonight doesn't mean you can come sliming over me." Jack looked upwards and sighed.
"I tried." he muttered under his breath as he followed the hot headed girl to the row boat. His eyes wandered over her back as she walked a head of him. It would have been rather nice if he'd got a wench tonight, even her. Kill two birds with one stone. A smile crept across his face, Get the treasure and get his own needs serviced, he couldn't ask for more. He watched her clamber in the boat uncaring when the hem of her dress got soaked, he was going to need to work for it thought.
Devon turned impatiently towards Jack as she waited for him to get in the boat, he was just standing, head tipped back watching her with a crooked smile, his hand twisted as she called his name sharply. He grunted out of whatever it was he was thinking about and jumped on board.
"Pretty little thing, wasn't she?" Devon said after a long thoughtful silence. Jack eyed her wearily.
"Aye."
"Elizabeth is very nice, and Will both of them." she gazed out into the dark waters watching the ripple of the moon's light as it bounced off the water.
"Aye." her eyes fell to her hands.
"I'm sorry I snapped at you Jack."
"Sorry? For which time exactly?" he stopped rowing and put the oars down so he could clasp his hand in front of him and watch her. Devon shrugged uncomfortably.
"All of them?" Jack stared at her for a long moment his cheek twitched nervously.
"So it's just me and you on a boat luv," he narrowed his eyes on her and lent forward, "Would you object if I kissed you." It was a long shot but if it paid off it would save Jack a lot of embarrassment of trying to woo her the old fashioned way. Devon's mouth fell open and she stared at him. Jack felt a pang of guilt as he reached out to take a hold of the back of her head. He cursed himself when he felt the bitter feeling of being a traitor rise up inside his belly.
"This is stupid," he said more to himself than Devon, pulling his hand away he glanced at her face, "I have to tell you something." Devon still shocked lifted an eyebrow. Jack sighed and his mind wandered over the thoughts of the treasure. He could get any wench he wanted yet he felt so rotten for using her, if he did managed to woo her and get a hold of that treasure he couldn't imagine the pain that she would most likely feel when she found out her father had put him up to it. Jack pondered a moment longer, he was too greedy to give up the treasure he knew that but he knew also he was fairly honest as far as a pirate could be, and being a traitor wasn't what he did. He raised his eyes to look at Devon who was still staring at him, lines of worry etched in her face. She'd get over it, he finally decided reaching forward and sliding a finger under her chin.
"Nothing luv," he offered her a half cocked smile and she frowned.
"You worry me Jack." she sighed reaching up and taking his hand from her face. She felt desperately uncomfortable, it had been a long time since she'd had the pleasurable company of a man and what worried her was with all the alcohol she consumed and her lack of a good fumble in recent months even Jack was beginning to look attractive to her. Jack grinned perhaps sensing her guard crumbling, he picked up the oar once more and hauling it back, the ship finally bumped into the Pearl.
Reaching up he grasped onto the rope and pulled himself up before reaching down and pulling Devon up beside him. The deck was doused in thick shadows as the moon slipped away behind a cloud and she shivered as a cold wind suddenly nipped her bare arms.
"Cold luv?" Jack didn't look up from where he tied the boat onto the Pearl and he missed Devon when she nodded.
"I need to get out of this damn corset I cant breath." she turned to head towards the stairwell but Jack grabbed her roughly by the arm.
"I'll help you with that." he offered a roguish smile playing on his lips.
"It's okay I can manage." she replied rather weakly, she felt his arms encircle her in a tight embrace and his face come so close to hers that his breath tickled her cheeks.
"Jack.." she mumbled the beginning of a protest when he kissed her. Devon's anger surged inside her at his blatant disrespect for her objection yet she couldn't pull her self away. He kissed her roughly, the way she'd always imagined he would kiss, that shocked her further, the fact that she's previously thought about such a thing. She slipped her arms round his waist and began to relax when he pulled away, she glanced up to try and search his face for an answer to abrupt change of mind but he wouldn't meet her eyes.
"Jack?" He still avoided her eyes as he turned,
"Sorry luv, I shouldn't of played you like that."
"You weren't playing me. I wouldn't have said no if I didn't want you too." she grabbed his shirt sleeve and he faced her,
"It's not what you want Devon." he wagged a finger at her pleading.
"How the hell are you meant to know what I want and what I don't want?" she snapped stepping towards him and snatching his waving hand. Jack winced at the position he put himself in.
"And do you want this?" he looked at her a smug grin forming on his mouth. Devon scowled.
"Do you want me?" she asked stubbornly crossing her arms over her chest and refusing to answer his question. Jack laughed.
"Aye luv, I do," he muttered finally giving in to her. The treasure meant more to him that any wench, why deny himself pleasure while he's at it. A chuckle escaped from his mouth as he took her hand in his and led her to his cabin.