Most people wanted the smut so hear it is. I'm really sorry for the long update, but I'm having writer's block. Thanks for all the support over my grandfather's death. It means a lot to me.
Jack nestled in between her base of Katherine's neck, nibbling up and down, making her gasp and moan. She dug her hand into his hair, bringing him closer, while the other went down to his exposed chest. She growled and quickly began to unbutton the buttons of his shirt. She needed to feel him naked against her. "Eager, luv?" chuckled Jack, tossing his shirt onto the floor.
"You owe me," she said, fiercely, removing the belt from his waist.
Jack smirked. "I'll give the world, Katie," he said, pressing his forehead against hers.
She only shook her head. "All I want is you, Jack, and for you to finish what you've started," she said, softly.
Jack groaned and began to remove her dress in a quick pace. Soon, all Katherine had on were her undergarments. He immediately began to ravish her breast, cupping the other with his rough hand. Katherine whimpered at the touch and began to feel the heat between her legs. He pulled out his dagger and began to rip her undergarments, leaving the threads around and against her legs.
Katherine gasped as Jack barely pulled his pants off to his knees, revealing his shaft. "I can't wait, Katie," he rasped as he pressed against her entrance. Her breath left her body as he pushed his hips forward and sank into her to the hilt. She screamed in pleasure as he gripped her hips and moved in and out of her, slowly.
"Jack," she cried as he pumped faster into her.
Jack smirked, seeing her respond. "You like that, Katie?" Katherine only nodded, trying to lift her hips to meet his, but he pushed them down, making her whimper. "I'm in control tonight, luv," he said, massaging her breasts. She groaned and reached to claw his arms, making him wince, but only made him thrust harder into her.
"Faster, Jack," she groaned. "H-Harder, please." Jack growled and spread her legs further, slamming deeper into her. He too longed for release. He sped his pace until Katherine had her back arched anticipating her release. "Oh, Jack," she groaned, looking at him with pleading eyes.
Jack reached between her legs and began to rub her clit, releasing her from her agony. "That's, Katie, come for dear ol' Jack," he grunted. He growled as she finally screamed into her orgasm, feeling her inner muscles clamp down on his cock. She shook and trembled underneath him, releasing her sweet juices onto his shaft. Jack let out a roar and shot his seed in her core. He continued to pump into her until her moans turned to whimpers of contentment. He groaned soft as he pulled out of her and collapsed beside her, trying to regain his breath.
Katherine smiled as her orgasm subsided. She felt Jack move onto his side and began to stroke her hair. "Oh, Katie," he said, almost disappointingly.
She turned and looked at him. "What's wrong?" she asked, fearfully.
"I basically took advantage of you. Look how I left you," he said, referring to her undergarments. "My pants didn't even make it across the room."
Katherine giggled. "Oh, Jack, don't beat yourself up. You didn't hear me complaining," she said, turning her body to hug him.
He smiled slightly. "I promised you that you wouldn't forget this night, though."
She shrugged. "It will. The night Captain Jack Sparrow took advantage of me," she teased. "Besides, the night isn't over yet."
Jack smiled and pressed his lips against her. "You've been very naughty lately, Katie."
"I think I have you to blame, Captain," she said, softly, stroking his head. Jack's smirk got wider. Katherine whimpered when Jack got up from the bed and went to his desk. "Where are you going?"
He said nothing, only holding a bottle of rum. "I think we need to celebrate," he said, crawling back to bed. Katherine laughed as he took a gulp from the bottle. Her eyes widened when he handed her the bottle. She hesitantly took it from his hands. "Go on, Katie, it doesn't taste bad. Besides, I don't give my rum for free very often."
She scrounged her nose when she smelled the liquor. Trying to ignore the smell, she took a sip from the bottle only making her cough out. She glared at Jack when he started laughing. "It's not funny," she hissed.
"Oh, luv, you'll get used to it," he said, taking the bottle back and drank from it. "You're the wife of a pirate."
Katherine smiled. "And what else am I suppose to get used to, my pirate husband," she said, kissing his chest.
Jack stroked her face. "All the pleasures of the world, Katie," he whispered. "You are and always will be my pirate queen."
"Where's my crown then?" she teased.
"I'll get you one, with diamonds, jewels, made out of real gold. This finest crown I could, even better than the queen's crown," he said, kissing down her neck.
"Where are you going to find such a crown, Captain Sparrow," she said, arching her neck back.
Jack lifted his head up. "I'll search high and low, under and above the sea for the crown. You'll be more beautiful than any queen to step of this planet, Katie."
Katherine grinned. "No one has ever… spoken to me in such a way," she said, honestly. "You talk as if you'll go crazy without me."
"That's because I love you, Katie. No one, not even Elizabeth or James can ever go between us," he said, kissing her lips softly.
"Lay back, Jack," she said, softly. He looked at her curiously, but did as he was told. Katherine smiled wickedly as she slipped the bottle of rum into her hands. She tilted the bottle and splashed the rum onto Jack's body, making him jump in surprise. She leaned down and licked the liquor of his chest, slowly. She could hear a small groan coming from Jack. "I think I like drinking rum like this instead."
Jack watched as her tongue swirled across his skin. He raised his head as she traveled down his body, close to his obvious erection. "K-Katie," he stuttered when she neared closer.
"I want to return the favor," she whispered.
"Y-You don't have to…"
Katherine looked up at him. "Does it feel bad?" she asked, innocently, taking his erection in her hand, stroking him.
"N-No, but… Dear lord," he cried out as her mouth covered the tip of his shaft. He could feel her tongue dancing around, reaching at every sweet spot and vein. He gasped when she pulled out suddenly, leaving him in awe. "W-What…?" His question was answered when Katie poured the rest of the rum on Jack's shaft. She began to lick again, reaching for ever droplet. Her mouth was hot and wet, tasting every inch of him. Her hand stroked his shaft while the other massaged his sac. "K-Katie...?"
Katherine smiled at him. "You taste good," she said, softly, continuing his pleasure. Jack growled and suddenly Katherine was pushed on her back. "J-Jack," she said, startled.
"You have captivated me," he said, roughly, kissing down her neck. "Nothing can prevent me from ravishing you." Katherine gasped as he spread her legs, settling between them. "I love you, Katie."
"I love you, too," she whispered before her lips were attacked by his. He pulled her legs up, so they were around his waist as he edged himself into her. She grasped the sheets as he filled her to the hilt. Jack took hold of her hips and began thrusting slowly inside her. "Oh, Jack," she moaned. "Is it a sin to love of you fill me?"
Jack smirked. "If God was meant to make sex a sin, it wouldn't feel so good." Katherine gasped as he nibbled her neck. His thrusts got faster, making her moans grow louder. Her fingers tangled in his hair as he continued to pump harder into her. She cupped his face, capturing his lips, biting them gently. "You're so tight," he groaned, slapping her bottom, making her squeal in surprise.
"J-Jack!" she cried in surprise.
"You feel so good, Katie," he said, pressing his forehead against her.
Katherine could only moan back every time he hit her cervix. His hands rubbed and squeezed her breasts and soon she started to feel her orgasm coming closer. "Jack, I'm coming," she cried as she throbbed around him.
Jack growled as he too soon found his own release, shooting his seed inside her. "Katie," he groaned as collapsed on top of her, making sure he didn't hurt her. Katherine smiled contently feeling his body close to hers. "Was it better than the first time?" he asked.
"Every time is a wonderful experience, Jack," she said, lovingly. "I don't ever want to live without you."
James walked silently through the streets of Port Royal with his loyal companion, Gillette. Since his return from his work at sea, he has been unsettled. Something inside him wasn't right. He has not seen Elizabeth for weeks and he felt it was time a void between them. No not a void. He just missed seeing her at his bedside, where she belong. Always at his side.
He himself couldn't believe what he was doing. He was raised being a good Christian, to never be leaded by the eyes of darkness and magic, and yet he was there walking towards the east side of the port, asking for answers. He could have turned to God, but he doesn't answer back immediately. His way on answering was merely walking the pass of your destiny and along the way you'll find it.
Madame Carmen Birch was her name. She was thought a witch around here and it honestly frightened him a bit, but in truth she was a gypsy. Soon his eyes gazed at the small house made of wood. He could smell a strong floral smell mixed with scent of the sea.
"Wait for me here, Gillette," he ordered.
"Won't I accompany you, sir?" asked the lieutenant.
James shook his head. "No, I'll be out shorty," he said, opening the door to the small cabin. Inside it was adorned as a typical gypsy place. Lots of veils hug from the ceilings with gold cratering the tables. Lamps, boxes, and different sets of instruments laid around. He almost jumped when he saw a goat baaing on the corner of the room. He turned around and gasped when he was face to face with the owner of the home.
"May I help you," said the woman with a smile on her face. "I should throw you out of my home, but since I'm dealing with a high ranking officer such as yourself," she said, walking around him, "I have to stop myself."
James froze when Carmen leaned out his chest, pressing both hands on it, and moved her head close to his. He could feel her soft breaths on his skin, near his neck. "W-What are you doing?" he stuttered.
Carmen slowly smiled. "I'm trying to reach your aura, Commodore Norrington. You have a strong sense about you," she whispered.
He gulped. "You know me?"
Carmen laughed and finally pulled away from him. "Who doesn't? You have lived on this island for quiet some time. I'm sure everyone is familiar to your name." James looked at her blankly, but she just smiled. "What can I do for you?" she asked.
"I hear you can read a person's future," he simply stated.
Carmen smiled and picked up his hand. "I thought a good Christian like yourself wouldn't be caught dead in this place and yet here you are," she said, tracing her fingers softly on his hand. James sighed. "You are married, Commodore," she giggled, turning his ring on his left hand. "Too bad this woman can't see what she has in front of her."
James' eyes narrowed. "What do you mean by that?" he hissed.
Carmen only smiled and turned his palm. She looked down at the lines of his hands, reading everything that will come to him. "Are you sure you want me to tell you?" she asked in a serious tone.
James pulled out a coin pocket and tossed it on the table next to them. "All of it is yours if you tell me what you see."
Carmen glanced at the pouch. "Money isn't important to me, Commodore, but I sense the urgency in your voice, so I'll tell you. You might not like it, but I'm an honest woman," she said with a smile. "I see you mixed in a lie. Your wife, along with her sister and your enemy, but they aren't the ones who betrayed you. She is."
James frowned. "Elizabeth?" he whispered.
Carmen pressed her lips together. "The love she bares is not for you, but for your enemy. An affair that went on for months..."
James growled and slammed the gypsy woman against the wall. "You're lying to me!" he barked.
Carmen looked up at the furious eyes of the man. "I told you I'm an honest woman, Commodore. Many of your friends come here, don't they? And have they once told you I was wrong?"
He glared at her, squeezing her arms, knowing that there might be bruises later. He sighed angrily and released her from his grip. Carmen rubbed her arms slowly where he had marked. "So they were all lying to me," he said, calmly, but still breathing heavily.
"Did you not hear what I said?" she hissed. "She was the one, not your enemy."
"And yet he had an affair with her even when she was married, even when he was married!" he yelled. "God, Katie. That poor girl. I forced her to marry and now she's with that pirate bastard! I should have married her instead."
"Don't act out brash, James," said Carmen. "Your fate will be just as harsh to you as you are to it if you don't act civil."
James snorted. "You want civil. I'll show you civil," he hissed, walking of her home. Carmen watched in awe as he left her house. There was something in James that no one has ever seen before and it looked like it was about to unleash. He's very interesting, she thought with a smile. He stomped out and marched towards the fort. Gillette was startled to see James acting out like a man gone mad.
"Sir, what...?" Gillette started, but was cut off by James.
"Order all men onto the Dauntless. We are going to catch Sparrow and bring my wife back," he growled. "I won't rest until I have Sparrow's corpse hanging over the gallows."
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