28. The Trip to Port Royal

Disclaimer: This chapter has some inappropriate content/language—nothing you Jack fans wouldn't like though ;)!! Hope it's as exciting for you as it is for me hahaha! Jk!

Once aboard the Pearl, Jack stands before his crew, taking in the moment, his first moment on his ship as an immortal being. Watching Jack gaze upon his ship with tender eyes electrifies something inside me and I begin feeling excited that Jack is so near.

"We sail for Port Royal!" Jack declares finally to his crew, "to yer stations ye scallywags!"

The crew scrambles throughout the ship and I make my way to my station like a good crew member when suddenly Jack stops me.

"Where d' ye think yer goin', luv?" Jack asks with a low and husky voice.

"To my station, Captain," I reply with a sly grin as I walk past him. I can feel his intense gaze burning at my back as I walk to my station and away from Jack.

Time flies while at sea, and yet at the same time, crawls by ever-so slowly. I watch the sky as the sun begins to set beyond the horizon and I being to wonder where Jack is. It has been a few hours since I last saw him, so I casually walk back to the main deck and scan the area for Captain Sparrow. As the sky gets darker, the more I am longing for him to appear in the darkness. I'm feeling stimulated and I want him to cure me of my needs.

I don't see him anywhere so I walk back to my station at the bow and take a seat up on the railing. The sun is completely below the horizon and the sky is getting darker with each moment that passes without Jack. I notice that the lamps are being lit on the main deck and I hear foot steps coming down the stairs to my station. I quickly stand up on my feet but then sit back down when I see that it's Jack.

"I'm just lighting your lantern, dahling," Jack says as he walks down the stairs and towards me.

"Go for it," I reply in a low voice, gazing out to the blackening sea. He lights the lamp and then turns to leave.

"Jack, can I tell you something personal?" I ask him in a seductive voice. He quickly turns to me and raises an eyebrow.

"Of course, dahling," he replies with a grin forming across his face. I quickly think to myself if I should say what I'm about to say. Jack and I have had sex a handful of times, but we had never really said anything dirty to one another unless it was some kind of sexual innuendo. I take a deep breath and hop off the railing.

"Well, spit it out, luv," Jack says finally, turning his back to the railing where I was just sitting. I stand with my back to him and then turn around to face him. I look him in the eyes and walk slowly towards him.

"You make me wanna touch myself," I say finally, in a low but soft voice. Judging by the less-than-stimulated expression on his face, I figure he doesn't understand what I mean.

"Come again?" He asks finally.

"When I think about you, Jack, I wanna touch myself," I explain, then catch myself in my thoughts—Oh Christ, that's a song, isn't it?! When I think about you I touch myself…I sing in my head.

Jack just stands there not knowing what to say.

"You know what I mean right? Touch myself…" I say as I move my hand lower and lower down on my body. Jack's eyes suddenly widen and the expression on his face changes for the better.

"Oh, I see," he replies with a sly grin. (Think in AWE when he says "oh, she's not told you…" to Will about Elizabeth killing him. WICKED HOT expression!)

"Yes," I reply with a similar grin and a slight laugh.

"Well, then what shall we do 'bout this?" he asks, moving closer to me.

"I say, I take you right here, right now," I reply breathily, my face right up to his, our lips almost touching. I walk forwards and push him backwards towards the wall blocking us from view on the upper main deck. I slam him up against the wall and feverishly kiss his lips.

I remove his over coat and toss it to the wooden deck. He pulls me closer to him as we kiss. With each kiss, we become more and more aggressive. He pulls off my belt and then immediately stops me from kissing him.

"I'll be right back, luv!" He exclaims and quickly runs up the stairs. "ALL HANDS BELOW DECK!" he orders loudly. All the crew quickly run to the stairs and shuffle below deck. Jack sprints back down the stairs back to me.

"Now where were we?" he asks, slamming me up against the wall.

"Right here," I reply, kissing him and unhooking his belt.

Before I can realize it, all our clothes are off and strew about the bow deck. I push him against the wall again and quickly drop to my knees.

I work him for a bit, making him groan. Finally it becomes too much for him so he pulls me to my feet and kisses me passionately and vigorously. He glides his hand slowly down my body and loosens me up a bit.

"Pick me up," I sigh into his ear. He hoists me up and I wrap my legs about him as I collide into the wall. I feel him sliding slowly inside and I let out a sigh. We have fun like that for a bit of time, then decide to move our antics into his cabin. Leaving our clothes behind, we run the mad-dash up the stairs, across the main deck and finally make it to his cabin—completely naked. He slams the door, locks it and throws me onto his bed. We play with each other and then he slides back in and flips me over so I'm on top. I grab some rope that is lying on the table beside his bed and grab his wrists, tying him to the bed with the rope.

This drives him crazy—in a good way—and we finish off the deed quite explosively (if you know what I mean wink ).

"Luv, that was the best sex o' me life," Jack pants he lies in bed as I untie the rope from his wrists.

"Me too," I reply with a satisfied grin and lying down beside him.

"Best trip to Port Royal I ever 'ad," he laughs.

"Same here," I reply laughing with him.