Lucky

A/N: A random oneshot with the potential of becoming more if you guys enjoy it enough. I just needed a little break from Destiny's Requiem. Lemme know what you think in a rewiew.

“And to think Lizzie darling there was a time when you referred to rum as a vile drink.”

“There was also a time when I thought you to be rather vile as well.” She smirked at him, “so aren’t you happy things have changed and I’ve learned to stomach your odor and your beverage?”

“Ye know luv if I had a little less rum in me belly I might be insulted by that remark.”

“If you had a little less rum in your belly you would be at the helm again tonight and I would be lonely in our cabin.” Her comment spoke a bit too honestly of recent evenings.

“Are you trying to tell me you miss me company in bed Lizzie?” He smirked at her seductively. Truth was he did feel bad about his recent absences but he was the captain and did need to take command sometimes.

“Perhaps,” she sighed, somewhat disinterestedly.

“Well then maybe we should move this little celebration to said bed, aye?” He moved his hands to her waist and pulled her nearer.

“Actually, Captain I have other plans this evening.” She would never admit that she missed him, although she basically had, the words would never leave her lips. She capitalized on the shock on his face executing an escape with catlike grace and quickness.

Before he could react to her he watched as she discarded her rum and boots and dove off the side of the ship into the calm, clear waters of the Caribbean Sea. He regained his wits in time to walk to edge and watch her resurface laughing at the dumbfounded expression that had appeared on his face.

“Well Captain are you going to join me for a late night swim or not?” She shouted up to him as she floated on her back leisurely waiting for him to join her.

“Mr. Gibbs!” Jack called for his first mate.

“Aye, Captain.” The man responded as if waiting for his name to be called.

“Keep the lads good and drunk and watch me ship. It appears Lizzie longs for a swim and who am I to deny her eh? Lower the rope ladder on the starboard side but don’t let her see you doing it. I want her to think it’s me savvy?”

“Aye.” The older man nodded and went about his assigned task.

Lizzie smiled to herself as she heard the rope ladder lowering to the water. “Some fearless pirate you are, won’t even dive off of your own ship,” she yelled upward to the lowering ladder.

When a few minutes had passed she ceased her floating, and began to look for him. “He had better not be leaving me down here by myself,” she mused out loud. Just then she felt something grab her ankle and pull her below the surface, startling her beyond her wits. “JACK!” She managed to shriek out as she submerged.

Jack immediately let go of her ankle and surfaced, filling his lungs with air and trying not to laugh uproariously, at least not yet.

She surfaced spitting water and coughed briefly before she started yelling and splashing in his direction. “You nearly scared me to death!”

Now the laughing leaked out and he moved closer to her wrapping her struggling form in his arms and placing a soft kiss on her cheek. “I love it when yer all riled up Lizzie.” He kissed her cheek and whispered in her ear “Makes me want to have me wicked way with ye even more.”

“Ill give you riled up Jack Sparrow!” She yelled at him, a little more than a hint of amusement in her voice, but she wasn’t quite willing to give into his seduction just yet.

“I do hope so Lizzie.” He moved to kiss her neck where it joined her shoulder.

“Mmm. Not so fast Captain Sparrow.” She somehow managed to maneuver herself away from him and began swimming away.

He pouted at her, clearly tired of his advances being shot down.

Laughing at his face she replied. “If you can catch me, I may be so inclined to let you have your wicked way with me,” She mocked.

At that comment his eyes lit up with mischief. “Anything I want?”

“Aye.” She challenged him.

“I just haffta catch ye?” Jack was quite enjoying this game.

She nodded her head and bit her bottom lip, knowing exactly how to play her sexuality to her advantage.

“Agreed.” He smirked at her before leisurely beginning to swim towards her.

Jack knew very well he could catch her but he figured he would let her think she was winning for a little while before pouncing on her. He was after all a pirate who grew up on the sea and not a governor’s daughter.

Lizzie casually splashed her way away from him laughing the entire time, clearly enjoying her little game of catch me if you can. Jack merely gave chase with a slow steady breaststroke stopping periodically to tell her all the naughty things he had in store for her once he caught her.

She had swum a considerable distance from the Pearl when he decided enough was enough, he knew how to lure her in and he was going to do it right now. He started swimming slightly off and grimacing a little, just enough to get her to notice and slow her pace. When he knew he had her attention, by the look of concern on her face at his sudden inability to keep up she voiced, “Jack are you ok?”

“Fine, luv just a little cramp is all.” He muttered, straining his voice to sound pained. Then he held his breath and began sinking below the surface with a slight struggle.

She saw him dip down and when she realized he was having a hard time righting himself she started swimming towards him in a mild panic. When she saw him sink below she yelled, “Jack! I’m coming!” Had she been slightly more sober she would have realized the incredibly poor performance he had been putting on for what it was but she was clearly hindered by her rum intake and the darkness of the evening.

When she got to him she pulled him up and he merely smiled triumphantly. “I believe I can have my wicked way with you now Lizzie.”

“You no good, dirty…” her rant was cut off by his lips descending onto hers in a fierce and passionate kiss.

They separated for air and locked eyes, something in the kiss sobering them both to an extent, “Ye didn’t really think I wouldn’t be able to catch ye did ye luv?”

“You didn’t really think I didn’t want to be caught did you?” She smirked at him.

He chuckled at her, grabbed her hand and started pulling her back towards the Pearl.

“Why Jack wherever are we going?” She asked playfully.

“Lizzie, if you don’t stop toying with me this evening I swear I will take you right here.” He continued to pull her towards the ship when she put up a struggle from her getting any closer.

“Maybe I’d enjoy that.” She smirked at him before swimming off full speed towards the awaiting ladder.

He managed to swim slightly faster than her and beat her to it, blocking her escape. “Now what my dear?” He smiled at her knowingly and feeling just as playful as she had been this evening. He loved it when she’d had a tad too much to drink, always brought out the adventurous side of her personality.

“Well.” She swam up to him and wrapped her legs around his waist, “I think this is sufficiently out of the crews view.” She then proceeded to kiss him again and slide her hand down his chest to his already bulging pants.

“It would seem Lizzie luv that there is some rather soggy fabric interfering with our plans.” Jack spoke seductively into her ear.

“Well if I do this,” she moved her hands to pull his shirt free from his body and over his head, his hands coming up to help her along, “the fabric can’t interfere.” She brought her lips down on his chest.

“So smart my Lizzie. Now if you would be so kind.” He gestured for her to lift her arms and slowly pulled her shirt up and over her head, before he tied it and his own to the nearby rope.

“Hmm seems we are still…” before she could finish her thought he had managed to slide her breeches down her legs smirking mischievously at her.

“Always a step ahead luv.” He smirked at her and slid his own off, tying them too to the ladder. “I wouldn’t want ye walking around bare bottomed on deck. Scratch that I would, but I don’t believe you’d actually be willin’.”

“Ever the gentleman you are.” Meanwhile she’d made a mental note of the challenge he’d laid down.

“I do try.”

At that she chuckled and moved her hand to trail down his body and wrap around his currently erect member.

“MMM” Jack moaned into her neck before he marked it with a sign of his love. “Lizzie luv you may want to stop that as I’ve had enough rum tonight as to end this little adventure a little too early if ye continue with … ugh” She kissed him interrupting him and moved her hands to the back of his neck rather abruptly. She then pushed herself up on his shoulders and impaled herself, making them sink just below the surface for a brief moment until he could regain their position.

“Me Lizzie and the sea, it’s intoxicating.” He smiled at her, the smile of a man who truly loved her but would never dare utter the words aloud.

“It’s freedom.” He ground her hips down on him as he thrust himself inside of her to the best of his abilities, one hand coming to hold the rope ladder to keep them afloat the other wrapped tightly around her waist keeping her in place.

Sensing his end coming she slid a hand between them and touched herself. Knowing he had not the ability to help her along given their current location. He felt a surge go through him at the sight; it always thrilled him to no end to watch her bring herself to that heavenly place; the look she got in her eyes was enough to send him over the edge without even touching her. When they were joined it was indescribably erotic. He never thought she would partake in such an improper behavior but her time with him had proven her to be quite more versed in the pleasures of the flesh than her upbringing alone would have allowed. He’d corrupted her and he’d enjoyed every blessed second of that corruption.

“I love it when ye touch yerself, luv. Makes me want to fuck ye harder, longer…” his ability for form words seemed to drift off as he felt her inner core clench down against him, milking him of his own release. She brought her finger up to his mouth and he eagerly took the contributing finger in and sucked off the flavor it had to offer, Lizzie and the sea. She rest her head on his shoulder and he merely held her tight, using all of his being to keep them afloat and hold her to him.

“That was certainly a relaxing swim, wouldn’t you agree Jack?” She teased.

“Aye.”

“What do ye say we retire to our cabin?”

“Will there be more relaxing?” He squinted his eyes at her, clearly enjoying the evening’s playfulness.

“Maybe.” She kissed his lips.

“Well ye can’t tease me with that little taste luv. Lizzie and the sea tastes even better than it feels. I think I need to have meself a full on helping.” He smirked most seductively at her, knowing he would get just that if he kept on talking, and then kissed her again. “And I do believe we had an agreement, as it were.”

“How can I refuse when you make such a substantial argument?” She smirked back at him, before dunking his head below the water rather unexpectedly.

He came up sputtering. “Ye really are Lizzie.”

“Hmm?” She questioned as she pulled her wet shirt over her head and tossed her pants over her shoulder. Her shirt was certainly long enough to hide certain attributes from any remaining members of Jack’s drunken crew that may still be drinking on deck. After all, it was only a brief walk to the cabin, and she had a point to prove.

“Lucky, is all.” He muttered unwilling to admit anything more than that even though he knew it was another “L” word he really meant. That would be all she would ever get him to utter.

“Well if you hurry up Captain, you might just get lucky, again tonight.” She winked seductively at him before pulling herself up the rope ladder, tossing him her pants as she went up bare assed and glistening in moon light and sea water above him.