Note to readers: Ok, so here's how this is going to go… I hated that last chapter… absolutely hated it… it was poorly written and the characters were not in character which pisses me off more than anything else in fan fiction… so I'm re-writing the entire thing. I hope you like this more… I hope I like it more too…

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters from Pirates of the Caribbean.

Chapter 5:

Ready When You Are My Captain

It only took the crew about half an hour to dock the Pearl in Tortuga. They had done it so many times it was instinct. However, today, their captain was not his usual self. Every other time the crew had brought the Pearl into port, Captain Jack Sparrow had been directing orders and making sure everything was going smoothly. Today was different. Jack was not paying attention to what was going on around him. He didn't even notice when one of the crew men dropped a cannon ball and put a significant dent in the floor of his ship.

"Jack, what's wrong with you?" Mr. Gibbs said, having to get his face right up next to Jack's before the captain would even hear him.

"Hm? Oh, nothing. Carry one and all that," Jack replied, his eyes coming back into focus.

Mr. Gibbs looked at him questioningly for a moment before turning around and beginning to direct the crew as Jack usually did. With a sigh, Jack walked to the railing and leaned over, staring at the sea as it passed slowly by. 'What are you doing to me?' he thought to himself as he closed his eyes.

Elizabeth had tried to sleep but every time she closed her eyes the images of the night she and Jack spent together would fly though her head. It may not have been entirely of her own free will, but once she had given in, it was the best night of her life. With a sigh, she rolled over and tried once again to sleep.

Again the imaged flashed through her mind. Jack's eyes as he ripped her clothing off. The scars that covered his well tanned chest. The feel of his body pressed against hers. She couldn't take it anymore. Even if he didn't love her, she needed to be with him. Even if it was 'Just Sex' to him. She needed it. At least one more time.

"Jack," Elizabeth called as she raced up from below deck. Jack turned to see her. Her hair was down, flowing with her as she ran for him. The light weight night dress she was wearing was flowing in the same movements as her hair. When she got closer, he could see her eyes, shining with intensity.

"What's wrong luv?" He asked, trying to keep himself composed for as long as possible.

"Jack," Elizabeth said again, "I… Can we… Can I talk to you… alone?"

Jack gave her a confused look which soon changed to a grin as he stepped aside and moved his hand in the direction of his cabin, "After you Miss Swann."

The second Jack had shut the door behind them she pounced. Her lips were attached tightly to his and her arms were wrapped around his neck. Before he could realize what was going on, Elizabeth had pressed him up against the wall and was moving her hands to the base of his shirt.

Jack managed to push her off but it took quite a bit of force. "Elizabeth," he began, still trying to hold her off, "Is this really what you want?"

"I need you Jack," she said, her hands moving to his belt and her fingers finding their way underneath it, "Please, take me."

Her lips were brushing against his as she said this. Jack wanted so badly to tell her that he loved her but every time he started, he found himself tongue tied. After a moment he gave up.

Jack grabbed Elizabeth's waist and picking her up off the floor, he turned around so her back was against the wall and his body was holding her there. He felt Elizabeth wrap her legs around his waist, causing the thin skirt she was wearing to fall back.

Moving quickly, Jack managed to get his hands under Elizabeth's thighs, making for a better grip on her. As soon as he had her where he wanted her, he leaned forward and pressed his lips to her neck, kissing from her jaw line to her collar bone and back. Elizabeth wrapped her arms around his neck, holding herself to him.

Without warning, Jack stopped. He pulled his lips away from hers and set her down, however, he did not move back from her. He let their bodies remain incredibly close. Their eyes met. Elizabeth's looking confused and almost a little hurt. Jack's looking intent and concentrating.

"I love you," He said, his eyes remaining fixed on hers. At first Elizabeth tried to respond but her mind was just racing too fast. He loved her. Those words filled her head as she gave up trying to talk and pressed her lips, firmly, passionately, lovingly to his.

When the kiss finally ended, Elizabeth was barley able to stand. If it wasn't for Jack's arm around her waist, she would have let the weakness in her knees take over, however, Jack held her up, pressing her against his chest. She looked up at him, "Take me," she said softly.

Jack grinned. The hard part was over. Now he could let the passion that had been raging inside him for so long escape. With one quick movement, the button's of Elizabeth's night gown were gone and the garment lay on the ground at her feet. Jack reached out to touch her but before she would let him, she grabbed the waist line of his shirt and pulled it over his head, revealing once again the scars that covered him. Elizabeth stared at him for a moment, trying to imagine how he had gotten each one of them. Jack didn't last long though. Elizabeth was standing in front of him without her clothing. He wasn't about to let her stand there for long.

Jack reached out, placing one hand on her breast and the other around her waist, he pulled her in, pressing their bodies together and forcing her into another kiss. Pressing herself up against him, Elizabeth could feel Jack growing with excitement against her thigh. She moved her leg a bit, causing a shiver to run up Jack's spine. He had had just about enough of this foreplay business.

To his surprise and delight, it appeared that Elizabeth had as well. Her hands were on his belt as soon as the thought reached his mind. Once the belt was gone, Elizabeth made quick work of the buttons that held the trousers to Jack's waist.

As soon as they hit the floor, Jack grabbed Elizabeth by the waist once again and pressed her up against the wall. With a quick kiss to her lips, Jack pushed himself inside her. Elizabeth gasped with pleasure as he filled her, reliving her need to be with him again. However, now that he was in her, she never wanted to be without him. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him further in and allowing him to shift his hands to a more comfortable position.

With his hands now under her hips, Jack was able to begin thrusting himself in and out of her, forcing soft moans and gasps with each movement. Jack's lips found their way once again to her collar bone. He kissed from one side to the other, groaning occasionally when he felt the pleasure begin to build inside him.

"Jack," Elizabeth moaned as she placed her hands on his shoulders, "Harder, please."

With a sinister grin, Jack began to make his movements faster and deeper than before. His hands gripped her tighter as he lifted her body with his. Elizabeth's moans grew louder as he forced himself deeper inside her than ever before. Calling his name, Elizabeth came, her body shaking wildly against his. Before her climax had subsides, Jack let himself go inside her once again.

Elizabeth could feel Jack as he came. Hot and rapid against her walls. The feeling was so good she called his name again, softer and deeper that she had before.

"Jack," she moaned, her body still shaking slightly, "Oh Jack."

With one final thrust, Jack moved his head back to he could see her. He grinned, showing several teeth as well as several gold teeth, "That was wonderful luv," he said softly, his eyes fixed on hers, "I'm quite sure the entire crew must have heard you though."

Now it was Elizabeth who was grinning, "Good. It will let them know how well you are pleasing me."

With another one of his greedy, sinister grins, Jack set her down, pulling himself out of her as he did. "Well in that case, the louder the better Darling."

Jack wrapped his arm around her waist and moved her towards the bed, "Do you think you have it in you to go again? Or should I let you rest a while?"

Elizabeth looked at him, "Ooh, you really do live to the title of 'Pirate,'" Elizabeth murmured. She lay down on the bed, facing him, "ready when you are my Captain."

Note to readers: Ha… that's much better… At least I think so… and It's kind of important for the writer to like their work… so yeah… hope you like it too.