A Risk to Shag Again

This little fic just popped into my head. It won't be too long, or serious for that matter. It will focus on the quality time that Jack and Elizabeth will finally have once they are reunited! So I hope you like it!

Elizabeth

My beloved Captain Jack sparrow has been gone for a few months now. We’ve been apart for approximately three months, fifteen days, and five hours. It’s amazing how I continue to keep track of how long he’s been gone. His absence has been agonizing for me…I’m surprised how I’ve been able to continue on with my life without him. It has been extremely difficult, but I must resume my life normally…for the both of us. The only thing that is sustaining me through this difficult time is the hope that he will one day return to me. He promised me on that fateful day when he left. I wish I could have gone with him, but it was much too dangerous. Jack did not allow me to go with him because he feared for my life. After the whole ordeal with the retrieval of Davey Jones’ wretched heart, Norrington committed a most heinous act against us all. His insatiable desire for honor and recognition drove him into killing Lord Beckett and wounding my father. He framed Jack for the crimes and ordered the royal navy to capture Jack and kill him. When Jack found out that he was a wanted man, he quickly rounded up his crew and fled Port Royale…and was out of my life.

I’ve been crying non-stop for my beloved since the day he was forced to leave. Damn that Norrington! If it wasn’t for him, Jack and I would be together, engulfed in our undying love for each other. As I sit here on the balcony, gazing upon the magnificent starry heavens, it reminds me of the night before Jack left. It was very similar to this one…warm, gentle breeze, and a glorious full moon that cast a romantic silver glow on the earth below. It was truly the most beautiful and blissful moment of my life…it was the night Jack and I finally made love. I remember feeling afraid, yet curious as to what it would be like to make love to a pirate. Not just any pirate, but an infamous captain who was known for his conniving ways. The kiss we shared a year ago ignited this plaguing inquisitiveness…and I knew from that day on that I loved him, and I desperately wanted to show my love for him.

I quietly walked into his cabin unexpectedly that night as Jack was lying on his bed, fully clothed and resting, with his hands behind his head. He smiled at me cunningly with that damned glimmer in his eyes, for he knew what I wanted…and he was more than willing to quench my desire. He slowly got up from the bed and stood up as I walked towards him. We gazed into each other’s eyes for a few moments, contemplating on what to do to each other. Jack grinned at me devilishly and caressed my face. The very touch of his hands upon my flesh ignited my desire for him even more…and I was moments away from melting into his arms. He then traced my lips ever so gently with his finger and said the four most beautiful words in the world. “I love you, Elizabeth.” We immediately began to engage in a passionate kiss as our clothing slipped off of our bodies and fell to the floor. From that point on, we made love all night until dawn the next day. Later that evening, he was gone…and my life hasn’t been the same.

I took one more glance at the gorgeous midnight sky as I tried to hold back tears, but they managed to fall down my face. I got up and went back inside my candle lit room and lay down in bed, and thought about my infamous pirate captain. I then began to think about our intimate night we shared together and hoped that we could share more…I was hesitant to close my eyes, for I knew that I would see Jack’s sweet face, and his beautiful, kohl lined eyes staring back at me with desire. I could still feel his arms around me, and his soft lips upon my own. My body began aching for him, longing for his touch, desperate to have him inside me again. Oh how I wish he were here so that I can be in his comforting arms again! “Sail back to me Captain Sparrow…I need you… I love you…” I whispered into the encroaching darkness in my room. I yawned and closed my eyes, with the haunting image of Jack in my mind.

Jack Sparrow

It’s been far too long since I’ve seen my Elizabeth. If it wasn’t for prissy pants Norrington sending the whole damn Royal Navy after me, I would be in her arms…more like she would be underneath me, screaming my name out in pure bliss as I feverishly thrust inside her. I sat at the desk inside my cabin, drinking my third bottle of rum for the day. I wanted to drown out every painful thought I had about Lizzie, for I knew that I wouldn’t see her again. I glanced at my bed and remembered that passionate night Lizzie and I shared approximately three months ago.

I got out of my seat and slumped over to my bed to lie down. As I closed my eyes to relax, visions of Elizabeth plagued my severely drunken mind. I thought about her lying naked on my bed, waiting for me to do all the erotic, unholy things to her. I could feel the softness of her skin underneath my fingertips…the warmth of her body against mine…and the incredible sensation of being inside her delicate inner walls. I then felt my body and lil’ Jack starting to become aroused. I opened my eyes and quickly sat up, for I knew that if I didn’t stop now, I would be in real trouble. I picked up the bottle of rum on the side of my bed and took a sip, but to my dismay, the bottle was empty.

“Why is the bloody rum always gone when I so desperately need it?” I sighed. I then placed my head in the palm of my hands, overcome with agony. “Dammit why did I let that pansy run me away from my Lizzie? I would have never allowed someone to keep me away from my most prized treasure. What’s happened to me? Have I become a eunuch?” I thought. I can’t let this happen! I’m Capn’ Jack Sparrow! At that very moment, I made a decision that would prove to be both dangerous and worthwhile, but it had to be done. I quickly got out of bed and walked onto the deck. I saw Gibbs at the helm, steering the Pearl to our next port. I walked closer and yelled.

“Mr. Gibbs!”

“Aye Capn’!” Gibbs yelled as he turned around.

“There’s been a change in the wind.” I said with a snide smirk.

Gibbs eyed me confusedly. “I take it that we be changin’ course, aye Jack?”

I smiled and walked up the steps of the helm and stood next to my first mate. “More like the course is changin’ us…” I retorted.
“So I take it that the reason for this change is a travelin’ fancy of yer’s?” Gibbs asked assuredly.

“As a matter of fact, it’s more of settling something that is unsettled that must be settled…as it were. So you see, we must have courage and fortitude to brave through an uncertain death.”

Gibbs eyed me uncertainly and was silent for a few moments. “Do we have a headin’ Capn’?”

I smiled and opened my compass. It spun uncontrollably for a few moments until it pointed me to the thing I wanted most in this world. “Set sail in a that way direction.” I said as I pointed in the direction behind us. Gibbs turned around and looked at where I pointed. He then glanced back at me with worry etched all over his face.

“But Capn’…you don’t mean…we can’t go that way! We’ll be killed!” He said. I smiled at him and patted him on the back reassuringly.

“Not to worry mate! I have a plan…and if all goes well, we won’t be needing to run away any longer.”

Gibbs sighed and turned the wheel in dismay. “Capn’ I have a bad feelin’ bout all of this. I just hope whatever is fancyin’ ya, it won’t mean death fer us.”

I smiled at him and then walked over to the rail and gazed at the beautiful horizon. “No mate…death will only come to the one who deserves it, and I assure you mate, it isn’t any one of us.”

“Ta Port Royal, Capn’?” Gibbs yelled in a more, upbeat tone.

“Aye…to Port Royal…”


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