Authors Note:

Wow. Thank you to all my reviewers, I'd name you, but that would take precious time away from writing the fan fiction! Just know that I really appreciate your reviews, it lets me know that people are reading, and is the only reason I keep on writing! So thank you once again. I owe you all lots and lots!

P.S This is just a cheeky chapter, there will be lots more smut…… next chapter, when they are back on the pearl.

DISCLAIMER: In my dreams I own Jack Sparrow…. Sorry did I say that out loud! If I owned these characters, if I owned Jack Sparrow in particular, what in the name of dear heaven would I be doing writing about him? There are much more interesting activities that I would be engaged in! so need I say more. I suppose I must. I don't own them, as sad as that is, I can't own them, sadder that that is and all I am left with is my ever lasting un-conditional love of POTC and in particular Jack Sparrow.

Chapter 10: Oh god Not NOW!

Elizabeth woke up some time around mid-day. Her headache and stomach ache, had disappeared to a dull, almost un-noticeable suggestion of pain and queasiness. She was still in Jacks arms and the memory of the night just past came flooding back into her head. A secretive knowing smile crept onto her face and she leant up on one elbow to examine the man she loved.

He was sleeping, but she could tell that he was dreaming, there was an occasional twitch in the corner of his mouth and in the corners of his eyes. She had woken up in a similar yet distinctly different situation a while ago. Then she had only pretended to be drunk though, now she really had been and had really suffered the effects of it. And she also had had an alternative motive. She giggled to herself. Oh how funny his reaction to her burning the rum was in hind-sight.

The happy memories though, bought with it a twinge of pain. It was her natural reaction now, to those memories. For two months these memories had caused her eminence pain and now it seemed that her brain, and heart hadn't yet adjusted to Jack being alive, and these memories no longer being painful.

But old habits died hard.

She looked down at him again. A small flicker of anger came to her. How dare he make her go through that! She was going to be months, years in the repairing. She had shut herself down in an effort to live, it had been necessary. If she had not cocooned herself, and blocked her heart and mind to all things, she would have died with grief. It had crossed her mind in those long months to end the pain, but there was always that little flicker of hope, and she was glad now that it had been strong enough to deter her from such a course of action.

Elizabeth had promised Jack that he would be in trouble for a long time, and now she just had to think of various ways to punish him…not to severely though, after all she may end up killing him, and that would be worse than having to repair oneself after a tragedy. The thought crossed her mind that she should just be happy that he was alive. Let by-gones be by-gones, but it left as quickly as it came!

Jack mumbled something in his sleep and Elizabeth smiled, removing herself carefully from his embrace she decided that she was hungry, she hadn't eaten for almost two days, and had had alcohol in between. But there was no food. In a flash decision she decided that it was time that Jack woke up.

Wondering back over to him she glanced down at him one more time, and savored the image, locking it away in her memory for later times. Then she knelt down next to him

"Jack" She whispered into his ear, Jack didn't wake up but he mumbled something incoherent and remained asleep. Elizabeth tried again "JACK!" she said a little bit louder. With still no response, Elizabeth leant back on her haunches and examined him. A smile crossed her face as she thought of a sure fire way to get him to wake up.

Slowly, and carefully, so he didn't wake up before her plan was complete, she shifted so that she was no longer at his head, but where his shirt met his pants. Smiling mischievously, thinking that she was the master mind genius in thinking this up which was rather childish of her she admitted but didn't care, she slowly and gently moved his shirt out of the way, and found the buttons to his breeches. Smiling wider, she un-did the button, and quickly looked back up at Jack, who twitched a little bit, mumbled something and remained asleep. Giggling under her breath she, continued to undo the rest of the buttons.

Once all were undone she looked down and stopped momentarily. Elizabeth had never seen a naked man before. She had seen plenty of shirtless ones, and had perved on them as appropriate, but never completely naked ones. This could be interesting. Suddenly she was nervous, and considered backing out of her mischievous, master minded, genius plan, but then decided that waking him up normally was no fun. So bitting the bullet she pulled back his pants to reveal…..

Underpants!

Elizabeth was heartily disappointed at that slight anti-climax. But it wasn't a deterrent. Jack was still fast asleep, and she could still achieve her plan. Being for ever stubborn Elizabeth proceeded. She searched these underpants, for a way to get them off, and discovered a little 'side pocket' like thing, which she only assumed was where it came out without having to take off the whole caboodle to pee.

Smiling once again, she reached her hand in slowly under the material and found what she was looking for. Almost laughing hysterically with nervousness, this being the first time she had seen one, and touched one. Luckily Elizabeth managed to contain herself , but shook with the suppressed laughter as she pulled it out the side.

She hadn't even done anything to it yet, and it was already growing hard. The process fascinated Elizabeth and she watched and felt it grow underneath her hands, which had barely done anything but clumsily remove it from it's material prison. Elizabeth glanced back up at Jack, and was satisfied that he was still asleep, even though he had an erection.

Elizabeth had no idea what she was doing. She knew the theory of what was supposed to happen, having listened to the maids in her household who talked about it at length, but she of course had no practice.

The nervous giggles came over her again, but she contained them and got to work moving her hand, up and down, watching and feeling it grow harder and longer under her motion. Smiling, with a sense of victory, she listened to Jack as his breathing began to quicken, and small moans issued from his sleeping form.

She quickened her pace and was getting quite into it when she heard a twig snap in the trees that were close by. Stopping she strained her ears, and definitely heard something, more like many somethings coming through the bush. She let go.

"Oh now that is cruel luv, I know you said you'd punish me but why NOW!" Jack said hoarsely.

Elizabeth looked down at him shocked, to see him looking up at her with his brilliant dark eyes, which twinkled with amusement. She'd deal with that later.

"Someone is coming! They must have discovered me missing!" Elizabeth whispered loudly to him. Jack simply cursed and shoved his erection back into his pants. Jack stopped his moments and listened as well, there came a definite noise issuing from the trees, which sounded much like a search party.

"Oh God…not NOW!" he said as he quickly gathered himself and grabbed Elizabeth by the arm.

"Time to go luv!"

To. Be. Continued!

Yeah, see It was going to be a Jack get back the Pearl, ye grand re-union with the old crew and then a lot of sex… but I still have to make a plan as to HOW Jack is going to get his Pearl back, and WHERE it is, and WHAT the navy people are going to do about Elizabeth escaping. So ideas would be helpful on that and what Elizabeth's punishment to Jack should be. and keep on reviewing, because it makes me happy, and it's the only reason why I keep writing. REVIEW! Please, I love it when you do!