6. 2 Hours of Night
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"Oh man, where am I?" Matt asks, lifting his head from a wooden deck. "Linz? I think I have a splinter on my face,"
"Matt, is that you?" I ask when I hear his voice. I blink my eyes multiple times and feast my eyes upon the familiar deck of the Black Pearl. I find stand up and find that I am at the bow of the ship, "Matt where are you?" I ask, looking around.
"Oh my God—Linz I'm up here!" I hear Matt cry out. I look up towards the sound of his voice and see him waving to me from atop the crow's nest.
"Where's Jack?" I ask suddenly, looking about.
"I'm up 'ere, luv!" Jack calls back to me from the same crow's nest Matt's in. Matt, startled, turns around towards Jack.
"Here he is!" Matt hollers back.
"Why don't you guys come on down here!" I shout up to them.
"Uh, we're really high up—I'm thinkin' I stay up here," Matt calls back to me.
"I'll get ye down," Jack says as he swings his legs over the edge and grabs a rope for them to climb down on.
"Yeah right!" Matt exclaims, taking one look at the rope and the long way down to the main deck.
"Like this," Jack instructs as he begins to climb down from the nest. Matt just watches in horror, afraid of falling to the hard wooden deck.
"I think I'd rather try it this way," Matt says, as he grabs a hold of another rope, takes a step up over the railing and sits on the railing, briefly, then swings down from the nest and lands on the main deck with hardly a thud. Jack and I both look at Matt quizzically, eyebrows raised, then shrug our shoulders.
"Didn't know ye 'ad that in ye!" Jack exclaims. Matt shrugs with us and lets out a laugh.
"I figured—why not. I'm here now, I might as well try it out," he says.
"Jack, where is everybody?" I ask, looking around the empty deck as the ship continues to sail with no one at the helm.
"Blood 'ell," Jack's voice is low as he quickly takes the wheel at the helm. "GIBBS! Mr. Gibbs!" Jack finally bellows. Suddenly, Gibbs emerges from below deck.
"Captain! Yer back!" He exclaims, running up to Jack. "And Lindsey! Yer back too!" He says when he sees me, "and who be this?" when he sees Matt.
"This is my best friend Matt," I reply, "Matt, this is Mr. Gibbs," I introduce them.
"Pleasure t' 'ave ye aboard the Black Pearl," Gibbs says as he shakes Matt's hand.
"Mr. Gibbs—why was my ship unattended at the helm," Jack asks loudly, his eyes wide with wonderment. There is agitation in his voice.
"Sir, I was just below deck briefly checking up on the crew—makin' sure no body's killed anyone of the sort," he explains.
"How long till sunrise?" Jack asks, taking his eyes to the blackness that will turn into horizon come sunrise.
"Nearly two hours, cap'n," Gibbs replies.
"And our heading?" Jack asks, returning his eyes to Gibbs.
"Nassau Port—like ye said, cap'n," Gibbs responds, handing Jack his compass. Jack takes the compass and opens it to make sure the heading is right.
"Aye, without a doubt. Be there by nightfall tomorrow?" Jack asks, shutting the compass and hooking it to his belt.
"Aye, cap'n—an' fair weather too—there was a red sky this past evening," Gibbs explains.
"Reasonable luck," Jack says, still holding the wheel.
"Orders, cap'n?" Gibbs asks.
"Below deck—sleep. All o' ye," Jack instructs.
"All of us?" I ask.
"Well, by all o' ye, I really mean Gibbs," Jack replies quickly.
"May the sea treat ye kindly till morning, cap'n," Gibbs says as he heads below deck.
Jack stands at the wheel for a moment in silence before he says anything to Matt and me. Suddenly, a smile crosses Jack's face as he turns to us standing before him.
"Dear Matthew, ye may sleep and spend yer time in the quarters below deck, directly below mine," Jack says to Matt finally, "and ye can share quarters with me, dahling," he says to me. I nod and take Matt below deck to his quarters where he will be spending his time. The quarter Matt is given is very similar in style to Jack's, but a touch smaller, since part of it is split off for the quartermaster. Inside the room, Matt and I unpack his bag. As he empties things from it, I notice he brought his laptop and camera.
"Matt, you brought your laptop?" I ask with a laugh.
"Yeah, for the movie, remember?" he responds.
"Oh right!" I exclaim, remembering. "And your camera?"
"To film things here for memories," he replies with a smile.
"Excellent!" I smile, "well I'm gonna head up to bed. I'll see you at sunrise,"
"Good night missy," he replies. We hug and I depart for the main deck.
Once Jack is in sight, I walk over to him at the wheel and wrap my arms around him from behind. Startled slightly, he turns his head towards me, then smiles.
"Glad to be back?" I ask, pressing my face into his jacket, taking in his scent.
"Ye know it, dahling," he replies still smiling.
"I take it you won't be coming to sleep with me tonight," I say, leaning the side of my face upon his back.
"No, not tonight, dahling," he says, "I 'ave t' sail me ship till dawn,"
"It's all good. I figured you would. I wouldn't wanna sleep either if I were you," I reply, removing my arms from around him, but he stops me. He pulls me in close to him and pins me between him and the wheel.
"Doesn't mean I can't enjoy ye right here," he says, kissing me.
"Mr. Sparrow!" I exclaim as he kisses my neck and his hand travels south.
"Hmm?" he asks with wide eyes and a slight pout on his lips.
"I never said stop, did I?" I ask with a grin.
"Ah, that's what I like t' hear," he says with a smirk as he continues kissing me. His hand moves all the way down, still keeping his other hand on the wheel.
As he presses up against me, I can feel him, hard against my hip. I go to return the favor, but he stops me.
"Allow me," he whispers in my ear as he moves my hand away from him and he continues with me.
He has me pressed up against the wheel and panting hard. It feels so good I almost feel myself fall, but Jack holds me up. He kisses my neck, allowing me to release any vocal tension. I moan and sigh and pant until Jack gets me to my final climax. My knees give way and I almost fall once more, but Jack holds me up and presses his forehead against mine. His dark eyes penetrate mine.
"Glad ye enjoyed it, dahling," he says in a low voice with a grin on his mouth.
"'Enjoyed it' is a bit of an understatement," I laugh, finally regaining strength in my legs to stand on my own. I kiss him and move my hand down on him. He lets me have my fun for a little bit, but then stops me.
"Jack, don't even try and stop me," I say as I drop to my knees. Jack's eyes just widen and he grips the wheel with both hands.
Jack's breathing increases heavily as he nears climax. When he finally comes, I swallow and keep going.
"Bloody 'ell!" Jack groans as he doubles over, loosing his balance and letting go of the wheel. "Too much, dahling, Oh God it's too much!" he exclaims. He pulls me to my feet and I just laugh at him.
"Too much for Captain Jack Sparrow?" I laugh.
"Luv, one night with ye will make any hard man humble," he sighs, standing up straight once again and placing a hand on the wheel. He just looks at me through his dark-lined eyes and shakes his head. "I'll never know 'ow ye do it, luv," he says still shaking his head.
"Doesn't the mystery make it all the better?" I ask winking at him.
"I love the way ye think!" he exclaims and then kisses me.
"Jack, you just kissed me and I just had your penis in my mouth," I say when he pulls away.
"I'm a pirate—d' ye really think that'd bother me all that much?" he asks with a laugh.
"True—and well put," I reply with a smile. "Well I'm heading off the bed,"
"Sleep well, dahling,." He says as he kisses my forehead.
"Goodnight. I'll see you in what, like, two hours?" I laugh as I walk away towards the cabin.
"Aye—two hours!" he calls back with a smile.
"Well I'll see you in two hours then," I holler as I open his cabin door.