Port Royal – Morning - A house near the beach…
Silently sitting on the edge of the bed in your guestroom you watch Commodore James Norrington peacefully sleeping. The activities and brandy of last night have made sure that he has stayed in this bed. For the first time since this whole affair had started.
At first you had been very overwhelmed by all the emotions this single men appeared to evoke deep inside of you. Having been raised in of the higher societies of London nobility, no one had ever warned you off this. You where brought up to become the obedient wife of a Naval officer, to be pretty, to be able to play a good hostess for you high ranking guest, to entertain them with music and singing, to do embroidery and most important to give birth to a male heir.
However no amount of upbringing could have readied you for your wedding night. Your husband by twenty years your senior was not a romantic type. He was raised with the notion that women should produce heirs, sensing his age he wished for a heir quickly. So whilst you awaited, with extreme nervousness, the great uncertainty of a wedding night, he gave you a taste of what life would become.
He had not even taken the time to undress himself nor your body. After a few moments of indescribable discomfort he turned away from you. Adjusting his clothes, complementing you on the fact that you where indeed innocent and left for his study. Leaving you behind feeling scared, unwanted and in pain.
How different things could be. That first encounter between the two of you. Both raised under parents of an arranged loveless marriage; no one to show how things could be between a man and a woman. Both uncertain of what was transpiring between the two of you but not possessing the willpower to ignore it.
That everlasting need to tease and please each other. To treat each other as equals. That need to enjoy the silence between the two of you instead of filling it whit meaningless expressions or questions.
Without realizing it your face is graced with a dreamy smile as you appear to be staring at the naked man in the bed. The man that is currently waking up ever so slowly.
"What are you smiling about?" His voice still raspy from the deep slumber.
"You…" Your left hand is playing with a strand of your hair, while the other rests on his bare leg.
"Me? What have I done?" His voice a little more high pitched than usual.
"Well…" You draw out the word as long as possible before smirking devilish at him.
"Here we have in my bed, the worlds most feared pirate hunter, I give thy Commodore Norrington…" You give him a mock salute as you reach for his hat that lays on top of his uniform. Turning back to him with the hat on top of you…
"Go on." His eyes never leaving yours as you stand up letting your chamber robe fall to the floor; his eyes immediately drawn to your naked body.
Climbing onto the bed you straddle him while the sheets stay between your bodies. "Tied helplessly to the bedposts."
"What!?" Immediately he tries to move his arms and finds that he is indeed tied to the bed, "Untie me this instant." He demands.
"Temper, temper James." Reprimanding him for yet again speaking to you as if you where on of his crewmembers.
"Right." The Commodore looks around for anything that could benefit him in getting himself freed, "Might I inquire as what I have done to deserve such an unjust treatment?"
"Of course, "Moving a bit backwards so that you are sitting on his upper legs instead of his stomach. Taking a moment to look at the man, slowly licking your lips.
"I was presuming that I would get an explanation?" Quirking one of his eyebrows at you.
"Pardon me my mind seemed to have wondered of at the sight of your masculinity." He simply rolls his eyes at you as you stick your tongue out at him.
"That is most unbecoming in a lady."
"Tsk. I was going to give you an explanation yet you feel the need to vex me." Clicking your tongue.
"Vex you?" Again his voice pitches a little higher. Placing your fingers on his lips to shush him.
"I found it a rather pleasant surprise to have you appearing on my porch unannounced last night. Whilst I was under assumption that you where out chasing pirates."
Indeed it had been large surprise to find him there after several weeks of absence and worrying about his safety.
"Supplies…" Again you cut him off.
"And it was a pleasure, as always, to have you here for dinner." Yes it had been rather nice just the two of you. "However you failed to amuse me by falling a sleep on the settee after thee." Although it had been rather endearing to find him vast asleep.
"I did no such thing." Of course he would protest to that.
"Oh yes you did James Norrington. Adele and I had quite the laugh about it." Smiling as you remember the look you and Adele shared as you had tried to rouse him from his sleep.
"Then if I had fallen asleep on your settee how did I end up in this bed, tied to these bedposts?" He feels the need to stress that last bit.
"Why James I had the stable boys carry you to my guest bedroom and let Adele undress you." You could see the indignation on his face. Of course Adele had done no such thing, since she was the only other person aware of the affair between the two of you.
"You have let her done no such thing, I refuse to believe that." But there was a certain amount of doubt shiny through in his eyes.
"Refuse all you like but that does not change the fact that you are not going anywhere."
Letting your hand trail for his neckline downwards, letting it rest over his heart. "Now what am I going to do with you…"
"You could untie me." He gives you on of his rare smiles that seem to lighten up his entire face. He is to serious for his own good.
"There is no amusement at all if I where to do that." A small knock on the door lets you know that Adele has put breakfast on the floor outside.
"I forbid you to open that door." His breathing his increased and his looks slightly panicked.
"You forbid me things in my own house?" Raising your eyebrow at him. "What if that is Lt. Gillette searching for his Commanding Officer."
"No.." He says scared that actually shocked.
"What if they have managed to capture Sparrow? Have you thought about that?"
"They have not captured Sparrow that is not possible."
"But how can you be so certain of that." Clambering of the bed you put back on the robe and open the door forgetting that his hat is still on your head.
Looking around you can see Adele cleaning the other rooms and opening the windows, she laughs at you at points at your head. You smile back and thank her for the breakfast she has made.
"James do you like banana bread?"
"Pardon?"
Turning around you enter the room again and close the door behind you with you foot. Setting the tray on the left side of James you turn to him and more or less shout at him.
"Commodore Norrington I ask if you like banana bread." You stand straight as you hold the by now offended piece of banana bread in your hand, trying very hard not to laugh. As you can hear him snort.
"Now your just being silly."
"Am I?" Letting the robe drop on the floor again you climb back on the bad careful not to turn over the tray. You setting back down on his stomach as you hold the piece of banana bread in your hands looking at it thought fully.
At the moment James opens his mouth to say something you take a bit of the bread and wiggle with delight, moaning ever so softly at the taste of the bread. Of course there are more delicious things to eat but that was not the point right now.
"Darling close your mouth it is very unbecoming for a Commodore to lay in bed with his mouth open." With two lingers you push his mouth closed as you continue to munch on the piece of bread.
Again he pulls hard at the restrains that hold him to the bed but you doubt that he will leave even if the restrains are gone. Having finished the piece of banana bread your eyes land back on the tray, smiling you take a little canister.
"What was that? You like honey better?" Giggling at the high pitched moan that escapes the Commodore you dip your finger in the canister before putting said finger against his lips.