I was rewatching Bridgerton and there was a scene that I really wanted to recreate as Jack and Angelica so I wrote this one-shot!

Warning: It contains smut.

Disclaimer : I do not own anything associated to Pirates of the Caribbean.

In Regency Society, balls were quite important for young and unmarried ladies of quality during the London Season. Their aim was to captivate a suitable marriage partner amongst the eligible gentlemen; gentlemen they liked as well as the ones of good standing and fortune.

That's exactly what Angelica did. She gave up piracy in hopes that she would find happiness alongside a good and wealthy man.

A foreign woman all by herself, in a fairly big house with a few servants and maids in London attracted many suspicion and gossip since it was very unusual for a young woman to live all alone without any family members or husband. That could easily be considered scandalous for their society considering she represented herself as a wealthy woman. Luckily, she was able to explain herself during tea parties that her parents died on a trip in Port Royal a few moons ago and their ship was sunk by pirates, leaving no survivors behind.

She surely had to thank Captain Teague for the house and the money he gave her to start a new chapter in her life. He always had a soft spot for her, so of course, he helped her that one time when she truly needed it. She would always be grateful for his generosity because she knows that as a pirate, he would never do such a thing for anyone, not even his own son.

She had a hard time conforming in the beginning, but after a while, she got used to their lifestyle. She hated that she had to wear a dress all the time with a completely uncomfortable and super-tight corset, and constantly attend all those tea parties and balls. She truly hated that, but she had no other choice. She chose this lifestyle, and so she had to face the consequences, whether she liked it or not.

Despite the difficulties in her adjustment, during the London Season, she was able to charm many potential suitors, but her biggest success was charming the Prince of England. The Prince got so enchanted by her beauty and her good manners that he asked her for marriage sooner than anyone excepted. Of course, Angelica didn't lose this opportunity and accepted his proposal. She couldn't say no. The Prince treated her kindly and with respect, and she was lucky he was actually around her own age and not in his early 20s. They were a perfect match, and everyone in town agreed.

They hosted a private ball to celebrate their engagement with people of their own class. However, Angelica truly didn't enjoy it. There were rumors that Jack Sparrow was in London that day, but he would be gone by night. She tried her hardest not to think about him, but couldn't.

What if it was true? It couldn't be a coincidence, could it? And if it wasn't a rumor, did he know about her engagement? Is he planning on crashing the party just to ruin her marriage?

She was deep in thought when the voice of the Prince brought her back to reality.

"Miss Teach, is everything alright?" he asked her as they continued dancing alongside the other couples.

"Yes, your Grace." Angelica forced a grin when she started not to feel very well.

The music stopped and she bowed to him, just like everyone else who was standing on the dance floor.

"How about another dance?" He asked her, smiling.

Angelica exclaimed, "Excuse me, Your Highness, I need a moment." The Prince's smile quickly faded into a frown, she noticed. Breathing nervously, she spoke. "Just to refresh myself. But I'll be back for our next dance."

"Of course, Miss Teach." His smirk returned as he understood, and Angelica went on her way.

She started walking out of the ballroom, ignoring the guests who wanted to chat with her, as a feeling of suffocation begun running through her body. She rapidly walked outside to the garden, trying her best to fill her lungs with air.

Was she having a panic attack? Why, and why it had to happen now?

"Miss Teach," a man called out, standing 20 feet behind her.

Angelica stopped breathing heavily, frozen in place. She had a long time to hear that voice, but was she hallucinating from her distress? She turned around and looked at him directly in the eyes. He looked the same just like the last time she had seen him. Long dreadlocks down to his shoulders, dirty pirate clothes, a red bandana wrapped around his forehead, and his triangle hat on his head. Only a bottle of rum was missing to complete the image of Captain Jack Sparrow.

"What are you doing here?" Angelica asked, looking at him puzzled, but saddened. "I thought you were leaving London tonight."

"I am. I came here to say goodbye." Jack replied.

"To whom?"

"To ye, luv."

"Your goodbye is wholly unnecessary. We're not friends. We were never friends, as you made that abundantly clear when you marooned me to that godforsaken island." she blurts out.

"And I am sorry for that."

"Please, do not apologize. I shall not be led once more by you", she uttered in a serious tone. "You are my friend. You're not my friend. You're a rake. You're not a rake. You're sorry-"

"I am sorry, Angelica." he said, cutting her off.

Trying not to get too emotional, Angelica spoke. "That is very well. But you should know that your apology has absolutely no effect on my life, nor does for you leaving London." She continued as she walked closer in his direction. "And I am marrying the Prince. I shall be very happy, indeed."

"Will ye be? Happy?"

"Why wouldn't I be? The Prince is kind, adoring... and he knows what he wants. He's a good man, and he will make a wonderful father."

"And so ye truly believe he's the best man for ye, luv?" Jack asked, certainly not buying what Angelica is feeding him.

Now annoyed, Angelica felt insulted by his statement. "How dare you question my choices? They're my choices to make, not yours! I do not question your choice to sail across the globe forlorn and alone. I do not have to explain myself to you. I do not owe you anything. He is perfect for me and I am going to be a princess."

The air felt silent between them. Jack only stood there, staring into her eyes and not saying a word.

"Are you going to say anything?" she paused, groaning in utter frustration by his lack of response. "Very well, then, you could leave."

She began to walk away when Jack called out to her, but she ignored him. "Bloody woman. Angelica!" Jack began walking towards her, determined to make her stop. "Go back to the party... Stop walking away!"

"Stop following me, then." She walked further into the garden, away from the house where it was much darker and isolated.

"It's not safe out here, Angelica. I forbid ye to go any yonder." he said strictly.

Angelica rolled her eyes. What is she, a child now? "You cannot tell me what to do."

"Angelica... Will ye not listen?" Jack finally caught up to her, as he grabbed her forearm and turned her around to face him.

There was another moment of silence between them. Jack looked into her eyes then pulled her closer to him and kissed her firmly, letting her go after a few seconds.

Angelica looked at Jack, shocked by his bold move, knowing full well she's engaged. She looked deep into his eyes; feelings she had buried deep came rushing up to the surface again. Without even a thought, she walked closer to him and kissed him passionately and full of lust.

Jack didn't miss the opportunity to kiss her back with no hesitation. He had missed those full juicy lips of hers, more than he could ever imagine. Whether he would admit it to himself or not, he couldn't get enough of her.

Angelica took a few steps backwards, and without breaking their kiss she leaned her back against the tall base of a statue. She never understood the purpose of these big statues in the middle of the garden, but they were quite handy at that moment. She felt Jack's hand cupping and squeezing her breast from inside her dress, and gasped against his lips. She heard him working his pants, so she started picking up the fabric of her dress as fast as she could.

She knew she would regret this, but she couldn't help herself. She wanted him more than ever. He picked her up and automatically her legs wrapped around his waist, her back pinned against the cold marble once again. She looked deep into his eyes, her breath hitched when he slowly eased into her. As soon as he started thrusting further, she moaned as she leaned her head against the marble; her eyes rolling to the back of her head. She felt him bury his face in the crook of her neck as his moans were giving her shivers down her spine.

It was unbelievable that no matter what she had gone through, because of Jack, she always felt unable to resist his touch.

Angelica placed her forehead against his and kept her hands on his shoulders. "Jack. I'm close-" she gasped through her words, digging her nails in his skin as his thrusts became more rapid, plunging harder into her. She couldn't hold on any longer when she reached the end the same time he did.

Breathing heavily, they stayed in that position for a while longer before Jack gently placed her down then pulled his pants up.

Looking down, Angelica fixed her dress while trying to organize her thoughts. She then looked up to meet his eyes when hers started forming tears. "This can't happen ever again." she sadly said.

"Luv, ye know that ye don't have to do this." Jack placed his palms lightly on each side of her neck as his thumbs were resting on her cheeks.

"I must, Jack. For my future." She loved his touch, but it sadden her to say such a thing.

"Ye can still have a future on the Black Pearl, luv. Like the old good days; adventures, lots of rum and other assorted debaucheries." Jack said, grinning devilishly.

"I cannot trust you anymore, Jack. I wasted a whole decade of my life waiting for you to convert, but you still stayed the same. You never change. You seduce me, use me and then throw me away like I mean nothing to you. I can't do this anymore, Jack. You're not a man who can commit to someone else other than yourself. I can't rely on you. You were never there for me when I needed someone, so why would that change now?" she said as he could hear her heartbroken voice. "You need to let me go, Jack. It's over. There is no us. Just, please, let me be." she pleaded, as tears started rolling down her cheeks.

"Ye're walking into a dead-end, Angelica. Ye're not innocent and mister Prince will understand that on ye're wedding night. I can't let ye do that. I can't watch ye getting hanged."

"You have to. You have to let me do this. As I've said, it's my life, not yours. I have a plan for the wedding night, if that's your biggest concern. Even if it doesn't work, you will know who's that princess who faced the gallows after her wedding."

"Angelica-"

"Jack, just let me go," she insisted, tears still running down her face.

Jack sighed, defeated. "Alright. I'll let ye be and I promise ye won't see me again. But I hope ye'll have a part of me with ye." Jack kissed her lips softly once more before he walked away, disappearing into the shadows.

Angelica watched him leave as she couldn't stop herself from sobbing. This hurt way more than she expected, but she had to stop herself from crying. She was already missing from the party for far too long. She took a few breaths, fixed her hair, wiped the tears from her face and collected herself. She walked quickly back to the house, and luckily the Prince didn't notice she was gone for long since he was having a good time chatting with some old friends of his. She was happy about that, considering there was no excuse she could muster up as to why it took her so long to refresh herself.

After a few weeks, the grand wedding took place in a beautiful big church. All guests sat down to watch the Prince and the future Princess united before God as husband and wife.

Angelica was quite nervous during the ceremony, afraid that Jack would burst in all of sudden and ruin her wedding. Thankfully that didn't happen. She was glad that he kept his word and let her live her life.

Now that she was a married woman, a Princess to top it off, she couldn't be happier. Her dream to finally have a family of her own with a good and decent man was coming true, but there was one thing left before she could enjoy her happiness.

The wedding night.

Jack was right. If she didn't fool the Prince, she would be executed for tricking, dishonoring and humiliating the Prince in front of his own people. She only hoped that her plan would work and nothing will go wrong.

"That was truly a perfect day." he said to her, smiling as he opened the door for her so she could walk inside their master bedroom.

"Yes it was, your Highness." Angelica said happily as she stepped in, impressed by how big the bedroom was. She walked closer to the bed and started placing the jewelry she was wearing onto the drawer next to it, but sneakily hid under the pillow a small vial that had animal blood. Somehow she had to trick him without messing with her body. She knew other methods as well, but she wouldn't risk her own health. A meeting with the gallows would be less painful than any other method to prove her fake virginity.

She turned around and looked at him nervously since she had to act like she had never done this before. "What do we do now, your Grace? My mother never really prepared me for this."

He let out a small chuckle and walked to her. "I'll guide you. You only have to relax." He kissed her lips softly and started undoing her corset.

Angelica kissed him back, letting him do what he wanted, but she felt nothing. There was no spark in their kiss to make her stomach flutter with butterflies, unlike when Jack kissed her.

Soon both of their clothes found their way on the floor and he laid her down on the soft mattress with him on top of her. "This is going to hurt a little bit, but I promise, after a moment or so it will not." he assured her, smiling down at her while stroking her cheek with his thumb.

What a surprise. She already knew that. In fact, when Jack took her virginity, it was the only time he showed so much care and affection towards her. She certainly missed that Jack. If he didn't treat her like shit, now she would be by his side instead of stuck in the situation, pretending she's going to lose her virginity.

"Um, Okay." Angelica said nervously, as she heard him groaning from her tightness as he slowly slipped inside.

Of course, she was tight, she was not turned on at all. This was actually convenient to prove her virginity, but definitely painful. She closed her eyes tightly and groaned because it hurt like hell.

"Are you okay?" he asked in concern.

"I'm alright, your Grace. You may continue." She smiled a small grin as she felt him moving.

This was not pleasurable, not by a long shot, though she let out a few fake moans here and there to not hurt his pride, pretending this was enjoyable for her. When he had buried his face in the crook of her neck and was completely lost in his own world, she fastly but carefully grabbed the vial from under the pillow and sneakily spilled the blood on the sheets to convince him that he broke her hymen.

The things she would do just so she could have a family of her own was beyond her.

She hid the vial again under the pillow and continued spewing out fake moans.

Where was Jack when she needed him? He could make her moan his name in less than a minute. He truly knew her buttons, unlike the Prince. Not even a day passed that she's been married and she kept on thinking of Jack, wondering what was wrong with her. She really had to get him off her mind.

The Prince finally finished after a few more minutes, laying next to her with his eyes closed as he tried to catch his breath.

Angelica sat up straight on the bed, groaning a bit because she felt a bit sore then acted shocked. "Your Highness, there's blood. Is- Is that normal? Did I do something wrong?" she asked, fooling the Prince that she was frightened.

He sat up straight on the bed as well and looked at the sheets, feeling proud that he took her virginity. "It's alright, it's normal. This means I took your innocence." He proclaimed, smiling then kissed her hand like a gentleman. "I'll call the maids to change the sheets." Standing up, wearing his robe, he walked out of the bedroom, leaving her alone for a few minutes.

Angelica immediately stood up, grabbed the vial and hid it very well in her belongings so she could get rid of it the next morning. She wore her white nightgown and hugged herself, waiting for the maids to come.

This was probably the worst sex she had ever had. She just expected more from a prince and certainly more foreplay. He truly went straight to the main course without preparing her; how selfish of him. She would surely put him in place in the near future when they would have to repeat this.

Six years passed since she had gotten married to the Prince, and Angelica was blessed with two twins; now two six-year-olds. Her firstborn was a boy; certainly every man's dream. And her second was a girl; even more so Angelica's dream. She wanted to have more kids, but no matter how many times they've tried, she couldn't conceive which she didn't understand why.

When the twins had grown into toddlers, she got the answer she was looking for. Her little girl was exactly a mini version of her, but she had Jack's eyes. While her little boy on the other hand was unquestionably a mini Jack, both inside and out. There was no doubt that the kids were Jack's. Her theory was that the Prince couldn't produce with his own seed, hence why she was never able to conceive with him. The good thing is that he didn't suspect anything since he already had his heir, so he didn't care about anything else.

Angelica was sitting in the garden, under some sort of tent so she wasn't exposed to the sun. She was having a small tea party with two of her friends as her kids and her friends' children were playing on the playground they had made for them.

She may not was too happy in her marriage, but she was absolutely joyed with her children. This is what she always wanted; a big house with kids laughing and playing. The Prince might was not around all the time, though that didn't concern her very much. Her priority were her little ones. Whether or not she would admit it, she was more content that her children were Jack's rather than the Prince's.

Speaking of Jack, he indeed kept his promise that he would let her go and never visit her again. However, she was sure that sooner or later she would see him again.

She clearly wasn't wrong on that.

THE END

Thank you for reading my one shot and I hope you liked it! It was the first time writing smut so I was a bit concerned about it tbh.

Write me what you think about this one-shot because I'll might continue it a little bit to a second one-shot over here! Besides, you might want to see why Jack will visit her again even though he promised her otherwise.