Broken

Chapter 12: Coerced Confessions

A/N: Sparrowlover: Yes Jack now knows that he has something to manipulate Elizabeth with…will he exploit it…or will he do the right thing?

Disclaimer: Nope still don’t own POTC or Jack Sparrow…Disney’s greedy! So I don’t make nada off this story!

Jack smirked to himself as he watched her scrubbing the floor of the hold. She plunged the brush into the bucket of soapy water before bending back down to start scrubbing again. Then after a moment she tossed the brush back into the bucket making a little of the soapy water slosh back out. Her tawny hair was swept up into a messy ponytail and then pinned up to the top of her head with some hairpins. The white linen shirt that she was clad in…and nothing else…much to his amusement had gotten soaked with a mixture of sweat and soapy water. There were smudges of dirt smeared across her right cheek just below her eye and a small smudge on her left temple. Elizabeth was beautiful to him that was certain…but she had never seemed more radiant to him than she did right then. She brought her hands up to wipe her face smearing the dirt that was smudged on her cheek more. Hearing the floorboards creak her head snapped up and she reached for the dagger that she kept hidden in her right boot. Looking up to see Jack walking towards her she breathed a small sigh of relief as she let go of the dagger leaving it wedged in her boot.

“Sorry love…didn’t mean t’ startle ye.”

“It’s alright…but you’re lucky that I stopped to see who you were.”

“Am I now?”

“Yes…most decidedly.”

“An’ why’s that love?”

“Because you were about to become close and personal friends with the end of my dagger.”

“Dagger…what dagger?”

“The one that I have hidden on me.”

“Hidden where? Yer practically naked Izzy.”

“Yes…practically. The dagger is in one of my boots.”

“Ah…clever girl. Anyhow…I’ve come t’ see if yer ready t’ call it a day?”

“I’m not finished yet.”

“Someone else can do that darling.”

“No…I’m part of the crew Jack…I can help out too you know?”

“Yes…m’ well aware darling…but this sort of work is frightfully hard on those deliciously silken little hands of yers.”

“Ah so that’s what this is about? Keeping me all dainty for when…”

Suddenly her cheeks turned beet red and her voice trailed off as she looked down at her hands to avoid looking into his eyes. Smirking wider Jack swaggered over to perch on a barrel closest to her.

“Keeping ye dainty for what love?”

“Nothing…forget I said anything.”

“Can’t do that darling…c’mon now…let’s hear it?”

“No…it was nothing important…now I’ve got work to do Jack.”

Leaning down he plucked the brush from her hands and tossed it over his shoulder into the corner where it made a dull thud against the wall of the hold. Narrowing her tea colored eyes at him she folded her arms across her small breasts. So he wanted to be stubborn did he? That was just fine with her because she was born stubborn. She could beat him at this game in her sleep. Looking up at him she plastered a sugary sweet smile on her face as she prepared to stand up. Smiling back at her he held out his hand. She took it letting him help her up. Not letting go of her hand he pulled her between his knees until their faces were inches apart and his wind weathered lips were dangerously close to hers. Unable to keep herself from it her eyes drifted to his lips. She could feel her heart starting to hammer against her ribs and she silently prayed that he couldn’t hear it. It was entirely too hot in that little room now that she was standing so close to Jack and she could feel the beads of sweat as they formed on the back of her neck to roll down the delicate curve of her spine. Oh god not this again! Grasping his forearms tightly she tried to extricate herself from his grasp. But Jack’s hands on her hips only tightened making her freeze where she stood.

“Jack…let me go?”

“In a bit love…but first ye have t’ answer me something.”

“Answer what?”

“Oh jus’ a little inquiry as t’ what ye were doing the other night.”

Her eyes grew wide as saucers and her mouth fell open before she quickly closed it. Ah so she knew exactly what he was getting at then? Perfect…this should be quite amusing to watch her try and dance her way out of this predicament.

“I have no idea what you’re pertaining to Captain Sparrow.”

He chuckled dryly making her squirm between his thighs. So that was how she intended to play it then? That suited him just fine…he had all day and could play this little ridiculous game of hers as long as she desired.

“Love…ye have t’ do better than that.”

“I don’t have any idea what you’re insinuating Jack.”

“First it’s Captain Sparrow…like we hardly know each other…an’ now it’s back t’ Jack? C’mon darling…it’s so obvious yer hiding something.”

“I’m doing nothing of the sort! How dare you accuse me of such a thing!”

“Want t’ know how I know yer lying?”

“Not that I’m admitting to anything…but how?”

“Ye only talk all prim an’ proper like a governor’s daughter when yer nervous bout something. An’ usually the only time ye get nervous is when yer hiding something.”

“I am…was a governor’s daughter Jack…or have you forgotten? And you’re reasoning is utterly ridiculous!”

“Yer avoiding the subject Elizabeth.”

“Oh for God’s sake Jack…I’m not hiding anything! You’re delusional!”

“We can stay here all evening love…I’ve got nowhere else t’ be.”

Sighing heavily she twisted in his arms so that her back was now facing him. Jack leaned over and whispered into her ear. His warm breath against her skin made her shiver noticeably.

“M’ not sure how long I can keep me hands t’ meself love…it makes me crazy when yer dishonest.”

“Jack…I…I’m not…oh…”

His weathered lips began sliding along the side of her neck towards her collarbone making her hands come up to grasp at his dreadlocks. This certainly wasn’t a good idea…but it felt too good to stop now! She leaned her head back offering more or her neck to him. Jack nipped and sucked on her silken flesh making her whimper softly.

“Jack…you…you have to…to…stop…”

“Ye want me t’ stop love?”

“Yes…no…oh…don’t stop please!”

“I’ll give ye what ye want if ye tell me what I want t’ hear?”

“Y-you…you….”

“Pirate? C’mon love…it’s an easy fix.”

“No…you can’t make me!”

“Yer right…I can’t…but I can make that awful ache go away darling.”

Elizabeth whimpered a little before placing her hands on his thighs and pushing out of his grasp. Turning back around to face him she glared before speaking.

“You’ll do nothing of the sort! I don’t need your help!”

“Really?”

She nodded backing up as he advanced on her. Suddenly she felt her back come into contact with the wall of the hold. Looking past his shoulder she saw the doorway to the hold…and she would have to get past him to get to it. Jack’s hands on her thighs snapped her back to reality. A small gasp escaped her mouth when she felt his right hand sliding up between her thighs to disappear underneath her shirt. Soon his calloused hand was inching up towards her most secret spot. Gooseflesh was appearing on her skin where his fingers had ghosted over her body. Dipping his fingers between her thighs he found her sex feeling the heat that radiated from her. He slipped a finger between the satiny folds of her sex making her mouth fall open in a silent sigh as her eyes struggled to stay open. Pushing into her warm soft body he grinned when he felt her start to respond to him. Elizabeth felt her knees start to betray her and she was thankful for the support of the wall at her back to keep her from falling. Jack began sliding his fingers deeper inside her feeling her inner muscles beginning to clench at him. She wouldn’t be able to take much more of this kind of torture before she was screaming her confession out to him. Feeling her resolve beginning to crumble around her she clenched her fists at her sides and bit her bottom lip to try and keep from crying out and telling him anything and everything that he wanted to hear. How was it possible that this man had such power over her? It was unsettling and she had to find a way to break the hold he had over her before it was too late and she lost herself to him. That was the last coherent thought she remembered having before the warm tinges of pleasure began spreading through her body overtaking her senses completely. It wouldn’t be much longer now and he’d break her. And then where would that leave her? Weak and vulnerable and in a place that she desperately didn’t want to be.

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