Random Gal - Wow thanks for that blast of reviews! Lapped them in! In answer to your question, Amber is kind of challanging Jack because she thinks he has no chance, they are docking in three days so she's offering luck. (If it were me, I'd be lucky to last three minutes with him)
Jaddeddreamz - I tried to post yesterday but the url was busy! I'm sorry, i'll post more this week to make you smile.
Spadesjade - HA HA i'm a chapter 15 now! Bloody hell its really all over the place, I've surprised myself with some of the chapters. Question for you. Did you think there was or could have been chemistry with Liz and Jack in the movie?
Sparrows Lover - Awww, sorry you werent happy with the last chappie, i hope this one is better for you.
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Amber had not expected herself to invite the pirate to try and bed her, nor expected him to grin and wink and tell her he was working on it. Now laying in her lumpy and damp cabin bed she could only wonder if she had perhaps found a friend in the scoundrel after all. Shivering she rolled over and rested her eyes on the door knob, watching in case it moved, even if the threat of Nork was over Amber's nerves were still on edge.
Jack was certainly something to wonder about and she could no longer deny to herself that she wasn't attracted to him, the very thought worried her deeply. Jack was nothing like the man she had pictured herself falling in love with, he was a pirate and at heart he would always be a villain and criminal, it was what he did, what he would always do. He could murder someone and not pay the price, he could thief and pilfer and never hang. He could do as he wished and never worry about his future because it was here on the sea, with only the waves and the dolphins to witness his inexcusable acts on other ships and vessels.
Sighing Amber finally flung back the bedcovers and rubbed her chilled arms. What could she do? If she stepped off this ship in three days would she pine for Jack the way she had since their last meeting? Would she pray that she might see him again? Would she regret not allowing him to lead her to his bed and show her what loving was really like?
"Go away." she muttered to the thoughts that swirled and pestered her head. Sitting up she rubbed her eyes and sighed again. She was tired, tired and cold. She would never sleep good in this cabin bed, she knew that all too well. Gathering the blanket she wrapped it around her shoulder and slipped out of the cabin and up onto the deck.
The silence was overpowering, night had cloaked even the lapping of the waves. Shivering she quickly made her way over to Jack's door and pushed it open. Warm air greeted her and soothed the goose pimples that had spread over her arms. Squinting she could make out Jack's form in the bed, on his side. Chewing nervously on her lower lip she stepped back deciding that she was going mad. Sneaking into his room expecting him to give his bed to her. Wincing she took another step back and searched for the door knob to let herself out but Jack had already stirred. Letting out a soft sleep filled breath he pulled back the covers on the empty side and patted the bed lazily. Amber hesitated before quietly moving over and climbing into the bed beside him.
"I was cold." she explained in a whisper.
"I'm sure you were love," he murmured back taking in a deep breath and letting it out slowly.
"The bed was damp aswell." she went on snuggling down and pulling the blankets around her shoulders. Beside her Jack chuckled softly and rolled onto his back.
"I'm sure it was." Amber rolled onto her side and watched him rub his face with a shadowed hand. A smile caught on her lips as she suddenly felt something. A strange feeling of comfort that she had only ever noticed in Jack's company, one that now was developing and perhaps she was brave enough to call it friendship. Sighing gently she curled the blanket round her and closed her eyes.
"Goodnight Jack." her voice trailed off almost immediately as sleep overpowered her.
Jack frowned into the dark, twisting round he glanced at her snuggled into the pillow.
"Lost the formalities I see." he murmured, not really expecting an answer, more like confirming it to himself. Strange that the lass should warm to him now, after all that had gone on yet it had somehow been expected. Jack knew she hadn't come to his bed to seek what they had bickered about earlier. He knew she didn't not want to sleep with him and that she had come only because she had wanted something that she had not had since she had set foot on his ship. Flattered that it was himself that she found comfort with Jack wondered how much comfort she was willing to take from him. She had beckoned him on earlier but he had suspected that she was just challenging him into something she had no intention of losing. Beside him she stirred and stretched out in the bed, her cheek finding rest on his shoulder. Grimacing Jack had no idea what to do, he was not used to a woman in his bed, this close, that he could not wake up and fuck. Muttering under his breath he shuffled away and rolled over onto his side with his back to her. His movement disturbed her again and once again he felt the soft of her skin as she rested her cheek against his back, a small hand still chilled and cold from her own cabin found its way onto his waist and once again she let out a contented breath. Allowing himself the enjoyment of her hand on his waist Jack decided against moving away from her again and instead let out his own content breath.
Jack woke as morning was breaking above him, rubbing his face he glanced down at Amber beside him, snuggled into his chest. Feeling slightly uncomfortable with the whole arrangement he gently pushed her to the side and sat up.
They would be docking in Port Royal the day after tomorrow, Jack was quite sure he would be staying there at least one night anyway, knowing Elizabeth he would be lucky to get away even then. He could almost here her voice now, in his ear.
"You come by whenever you please and expect to slip away without a minute spent with your friends." she would scoff. Ahh but there was always fine meals prepared in the Turner house hold. Was it peasant last time? He couldn't quite remember but it had gone down quite a treat.
"Jack?" Turning quickly he looked down at Amber as she wearily blinked open her eyes.
"Too early for you yet love." he said having the decency to cover up his nether regions with the blanket. Rolling over she pulled the blankets over her shoulders.
"Thanks Jack, for letting me stay." Jack didn't bother to reply only because she had fallen back asleep before her sentence had finished.
Amber slept late into the afternoon, but felt better for it. Her body no longer ached with fatigue and the headache that had persisted the last few days was finally gone. Stretching as she got up she felt life thrive in her muscles, with Nork gone and Jack in a somewhat more friendly position Amber felt lightened, the weight on her shoulders none existent. Smiling she stood and made her way over to the mirror to begin the tedious untanglement of her hair.
Behind her the door swung open and as Amber predicted Jack cautiously poked his head in.
"It's ok, I'm up." she said catching his eye in the mirror. Nodding he stepped in and went over to his corner cupboard where he kept his much loved drink.
"Is it not a little early for that?" she enquired lifting an eyebrow and glancing at him over her shoulder, chuckling he sat himself down on the bed and uncorked the bottle.
"Early?" he chuckled again and took a long swig, "early is when the sun is still behind the horizon and the gulls haven't took flight. Early is not when the cook is preparing supper and when darkness is already on the wind."
Amber winced and finished her hair by tying it back.
"That late huh?" she turned to face him feeling no embarrassment in wearing only the thin shift, "I didn't realise."
"Not to worry love," he stood and pulled off his hat, throwing it onto the bed and rolling a crick from his neck. "Not much going on up there anyhow, we're making good time, might get into Port Royal by tomorrow night."
"You have friends there don't you? Mr Gibbs mentioned something to me about them. Are they the ones that are going to take me back to Debrine?" she watched as Jack's face twisted into a grin.
"Nope, you'll need to speak to the harbour master once we're there, see if anyone's heading that way."
Amber's mouth fell open.
"You're just leaving me there?" Jack's eyes widened and he lifted his palms face up.
"You expected me not to?"
"I thought you'd at least see to it I was on my way home." she replied stoutly.
"Amber love, I'm a bloody pirate not a chauffer. Are you not capable of seeing to yourself?"
"What if I get on a pirate ship? Or get lost?" her eyes widened as Jack tipped his head back a laughed.
"The only pirates that ever go within looking distance of Port Royal is us love, no other would risk the trouble."
Sighing Amber sat down on the bed and watched as he strolled over to the wall that housed all his books and maps, fingering some of the scroll he finally pulled out a particular aged parchment and spread it over his desk.
"What if there is no ships heading back to Debrine?"
"I thought we'd finished with this conversation." he huffed tracing a finger over the map.
"YOU had finished with the conversation," Amber remarked back at him, "I'm still wondering what is to become of me if I'm stranded in Port with no such way of getting home." she looked over at him hopefully but received not even a glance, he was concentrated on his map, brow furrowed and finger stroking at the rough stubble on his cheeks.
"But of course your not even listening." she mumbled like a sulking child.
"Every word love, I'm hearing every bloody word." he swung round to meet her pout and rolled his eyes. "I'll take you to the dock and I'll sort out a ship for you, but that's it." he lifted a finger and waved it in her direction, "You can find your own place to wait on it leaving." he turned back round and rolled up the map.
"I'll be on my own." she protested.
"I'll bring out the violins shall I?" he stuffed the map back in a random space before picking his bottle back up, "What do you want from me? You want me to stand with you and hold your bloody hand?"
Amber chuckled and picked his hat up from behind her on the bed.
"Would be an improvement to waiting on my own." she mocked passing the hat over to him and grinning at his deflated face.
"I'll see what I can do." he muttered finally placing his hat on his head and sighing. Amber smiled up at him knowing fine well the pirate wasn't at all annoyed with her, she could tell by the sparkle that held in his eyes. Jack was always a mystery but step by step she was beginning to unravel him and shockingly liking what she was finding. Jack was laughing at a joke that the whole world didn't know, he would always have something more than any other man and she was beginning to want to know what it was.
The moon was unblinking and bright, shining without shame into the tiny panes of glass that Amber dared call a window. Its cold rays sent a dull glint off the brass doorknob that her eyes had not strayed from since the ship grew quiet. Shivering she finally bit the bullet and hauled herself out of the cabin bed, if Jack had taken her in once he would do it again.
Mimicking her movements from the previous night Amber padded through the ship and onto the deck, striding quietly to his door and pushing it open without a hesitation. Warm air greeted her as it had the previous night but unlike the previous night she did not hesitate to shut the door. In the pale moonlight she could make Jack out as he rolled over and pulled back the covers.
"Cold again?" he murmured wearily as she climbed into the warmth of the bed.
"Freezing." she nestled down and watched as he rubbed his face. "No good woman could sleep in there." Jack turned and looked at her, the dark shadows of his eyes glittering in the soft moon light.
"But a pirates bed is fine enough for a good woman.?" Amber smiled wistfully in the dark.
"Perhaps not for all good woman, but for me it is just fine." she watched as the moon caught on a gold tooth sending a dull glint from his mouth as he grinned in the dark.
Amber thought of her predicament, her mother would probably have her exiled if she saw her now, sleeping in a pirate bed with the pirate by her side but Amber could not see the bad in it, Jack was who he was, criminal, thief, fraudster but Amber, looking at him now could not see it. He had treated her well, let her sleep in his bed and was taking her to safety, where was the evil? How could he be a bad person? Sighing softly she reached out in the dark and placed a hand on his chest. Rebelling against her mother or trying to proof that Jack wasn't the monster she had thought a pirate might be, she didn't know.
Enjoying for the moment the warmth of his skin beneath her palm she took in a sharp breath as his hand caught hers as she made to pull away, even in the dark she could she him staring at her inquisitively, wondering what she might be doing, Amber did not have the answer nor did she have the will power to stop his arm from sliding round her waist and pulling her close. She could only gasp at the hot breath that floated down her cheek and neck, the warmth of his lips as they brushed against her ear.
"You deny me too much." he growled sliding a hand up her back and clamping a fist full of her hair, pulling gently he eased her head back and kissed her exposed neck. A raging war started in Amber head, part of her wanting so badly to allow him to take her and the other half pulling her back, telling her she was a fool, she would be shamed, corrupt.
"No." she lifted her hands and pushed against his chest. "I cant." Jack pulled away slightly to regard her with dark eyes.
"You made your choice darling, back on the Hawk you made your choice. You were willing to risk all then, nothing has changed." He tightened his grip round her waist.
"It is not decent of me Jack, it would be sinful."
"Swear on my life its not what you want and I'll leave you be, I'll not touch you again," she knew he was grinning, that he knew she could not fulfil such a statement. Cursing herself she could no longer ignore the warmth that grew between her legs or the intense pleasure that burned her skin each time he laid a finger on her. Closing her eyes she quietly lost her war, lost her decency and with the tenderness of a whisper she found his mouth in the dark. Her small hands finding refuge in the tangles of his hair as he rolled her onto her back to kiss her deeper. She shuddered at his touch, at each kiss that trailed from her mouth and onto her neck. This pleasure she could not ever imagine as being wrong, as being immoral.
With her shift kicked without thought to the floor Amber had found what she needed in Jack, a gentleness that she could never visualize a pirate possessing. She knew she had needed to do this, he had been right, she had made her decision back aboard the Hawk. Had she not fulfilled herself with him now she would have wondered for the rest of her life, regretted not finding him in this way, even now as he dragged his mouth from hers she wanted more, couldn't imagine not feeling like this.
"It wont hurt for long love, just bear with me ok?" she swallowed as he nestled himself between her legs, her nervous nod giving him all the permission he needed. Amber cried out as he entered her, her fingernails digging into his shoulders but she did as asked and bared with him, gritting her teeth as the friction sent shooting pains through her loins but it didn't hurt for long as he had promised, only pleasure.
Jack was near bursting, her innocence prevented him from allowing himself a roughness he needed, that he wanted more than anything. Gritting his teeth he tried to stop himself from pushing to hard or too deep, it was paying off, he could tell now as she found her peak, her hands griping his biceps as she let out the smallest of cries, it was enough to send him over the edge, eyes locked on hers he took his pleasure with her, grunting at the effort of not being to rough as he spilled himself into her.
Panting hard and sweating he finally collapse onto the bed, Amber curling into the crook of his arm saying nothing, not really needing to say anything, what was done was done, she had given him something that no real woman had given him, but even now as his breath was still ragged he knew it was not near enough, her mere presence teased him, tortured him. She was not a common whore, he could not pick and choose his times, she was what Jack had always wanted in his bed yet now looking down at her in the dark he felt like he'd ruined her. Spoiled her, when she fell in love with the man of her dreams she would not have anything to give him because he had already stole it from her. Cursing silently Jack pulled his arm free and rolled over onto his side, the sooner she was off his ship the better, for both their sakes. He couldn't deal with the shit that was pummelling his brain, the confusion that he felt about her. She had felt for him on the Hawk, did she feel the same now or had he just pushed too far? Sighing harshly he squeezed his eyes shut and willed sleep to find him.
