PIRATES, CHOCOLAT AND ROCK 'N' ROLL
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Pirates of the Caribbean (All) › Crossovers
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
13
Views:
1,374
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Secret Thoughts
By the time the bus finally arrived at the hotel, all Elyse could think about was how she wanted to take a long, hot bath, have a glass of wine and relax for awhile. Riding on the bus for all those hours made her feel a bit grungy.
Everyone made their exit from the bus and went to find their respective rooms. Grateful for a few minutes alone, she stepped into the elevator with her thoughts. She wasn’t sure what to expect from Jack or from Roux. Roux’s sad, soulful eyes kept appearing in her mind. What was it about him? He made her feel beautiful, safe and warm. She knew how easy it would be to care for him. She could feel the tiny embers beginning to glow for Roux with a slow, steady burn. When she was with Jack, she felt as if she was engulfed by wildfire, overwhelmed and intoxicated. It was addictive, exciting and frightening at the same time, like that scary roller coaster you weren’t so sure you wanted to ride, but couldn’t resist because it might be the greatest thrill ever. Jack held a magic spell over her that she could not explain or dismiss. She knew this was a risky path she was taking, yet she doubted that she could stop even if that’s what she wanted to do. The wheels had now been set in motion. Would Jack hurt her? Surely he wouldn't, not intentionally anyway. What feelings did she have for Jack? Lust? Most definitely. Curiosity? Absolutely. Love? When she was a teenager, she was certain she was in love with him. It couldn’t be possible that she really loved him. All she knew of him was what she had read, what she had observed for two days and what she had created in her imagination. With a sigh, Elyse decided that it wasn’t possible for her to think intelligently about this. She knew she had already jumped off that cliff. Where and how she would land was anyone’s guess.
*****
Jack swaggered off the bus feeling pretty damned cocky. He congratulated himself on the prospect of reaching his goal so quickly with Elyse. Jack was excited but there was something nagging away at him deep inside. There were subtle feelings that something was amiss in Jack’s world. Jack felt there was much to be done so he waved the feelings away, telling himself he would deal with what ever it was later.
Plagued by nervous energy, Jack opted to take the stairs. It was one of the ways he stayed in shape and kept up his stamina. It usually was just the thing to clear his head. The thought of sex with Elyse and his quest to fulfill her fantasies dominated his thoughts. He liked her. He liked her more than he was willing to admit. The part that bothered him most was that his feelings for her could not be neatly classified as mere physical attraction. If that were the case, he’d sleep with her and then go on to the next one. This was a different feeling altogether. He wanted her, yes…but he wanted everything. He longed to know all the little things that Elyse liked. He wanted to master all those unique “Elyse” qualities that would be exclusive only to her. Those precious little nothings that would provide her with incomparable pleasure. Jack’s new goal was to please her as no man had ever pleased her before. Jack began to get hard when he thought about the sound of her sweet voice begging for him. Ahhhh, yes, he couldn’t wait to see her face as she came. In his mind he could plainly see her crystal blue eyes looking up at him with immense satisfaction and gratitude. Oh God. Oh fuck, I can’t wait to have her.
Jack calmed himself as he entered the penthouse suite. Steady, mate…Be patient. Jack thought as his hand went to his semi-erect cock. It won’t be long now. His face lit up as he looked around the room. It was just as he had requested. Tonight had to be perfect. For Elyse.
*****
Roux dropped some things off at his room and went straight to the hotel lounge. The manager had the piano waiting along with a bottle of his finest cabernet. Sitting before the keys, Roux stroked them silently, closing his eyes in meditation. So many images flashed before him, but one recurring image was most troublesome.
Slowly and reverently, Roux started to play the music he had just written. It was a masterpiece of raw emotion. It started slow, easy and quiet. Then there was a crescendo of intensity and speed, gradually building upon itself, on and on, more and more until at last reaching the peak which was gripping, loud and full of power. Then, a pause after which, gentle, flowing music would take him back down again to peace and tranquility. He was pleased with what he heard and felt. As the last few bars were played, he could see her in his mind. Suddenly Roux was filled with the need for sleep. Once he returned to his room and crawled into bed, he could swear that he heard whispering. It was the same word over and over….Patience.
Everyone made their exit from the bus and went to find their respective rooms. Grateful for a few minutes alone, she stepped into the elevator with her thoughts. She wasn’t sure what to expect from Jack or from Roux. Roux’s sad, soulful eyes kept appearing in her mind. What was it about him? He made her feel beautiful, safe and warm. She knew how easy it would be to care for him. She could feel the tiny embers beginning to glow for Roux with a slow, steady burn. When she was with Jack, she felt as if she was engulfed by wildfire, overwhelmed and intoxicated. It was addictive, exciting and frightening at the same time, like that scary roller coaster you weren’t so sure you wanted to ride, but couldn’t resist because it might be the greatest thrill ever. Jack held a magic spell over her that she could not explain or dismiss. She knew this was a risky path she was taking, yet she doubted that she could stop even if that’s what she wanted to do. The wheels had now been set in motion. Would Jack hurt her? Surely he wouldn't, not intentionally anyway. What feelings did she have for Jack? Lust? Most definitely. Curiosity? Absolutely. Love? When she was a teenager, she was certain she was in love with him. It couldn’t be possible that she really loved him. All she knew of him was what she had read, what she had observed for two days and what she had created in her imagination. With a sigh, Elyse decided that it wasn’t possible for her to think intelligently about this. She knew she had already jumped off that cliff. Where and how she would land was anyone’s guess.
*****
Jack swaggered off the bus feeling pretty damned cocky. He congratulated himself on the prospect of reaching his goal so quickly with Elyse. Jack was excited but there was something nagging away at him deep inside. There were subtle feelings that something was amiss in Jack’s world. Jack felt there was much to be done so he waved the feelings away, telling himself he would deal with what ever it was later.
Plagued by nervous energy, Jack opted to take the stairs. It was one of the ways he stayed in shape and kept up his stamina. It usually was just the thing to clear his head. The thought of sex with Elyse and his quest to fulfill her fantasies dominated his thoughts. He liked her. He liked her more than he was willing to admit. The part that bothered him most was that his feelings for her could not be neatly classified as mere physical attraction. If that were the case, he’d sleep with her and then go on to the next one. This was a different feeling altogether. He wanted her, yes…but he wanted everything. He longed to know all the little things that Elyse liked. He wanted to master all those unique “Elyse” qualities that would be exclusive only to her. Those precious little nothings that would provide her with incomparable pleasure. Jack’s new goal was to please her as no man had ever pleased her before. Jack began to get hard when he thought about the sound of her sweet voice begging for him. Ahhhh, yes, he couldn’t wait to see her face as she came. In his mind he could plainly see her crystal blue eyes looking up at him with immense satisfaction and gratitude. Oh God. Oh fuck, I can’t wait to have her.
Jack calmed himself as he entered the penthouse suite. Steady, mate…Be patient. Jack thought as his hand went to his semi-erect cock. It won’t be long now. His face lit up as he looked around the room. It was just as he had requested. Tonight had to be perfect. For Elyse.
*****
Roux dropped some things off at his room and went straight to the hotel lounge. The manager had the piano waiting along with a bottle of his finest cabernet. Sitting before the keys, Roux stroked them silently, closing his eyes in meditation. So many images flashed before him, but one recurring image was most troublesome.
Slowly and reverently, Roux started to play the music he had just written. It was a masterpiece of raw emotion. It started slow, easy and quiet. Then there was a crescendo of intensity and speed, gradually building upon itself, on and on, more and more until at last reaching the peak which was gripping, loud and full of power. Then, a pause after which, gentle, flowing music would take him back down again to peace and tranquility. He was pleased with what he heard and felt. As the last few bars were played, he could see her in his mind. Suddenly Roux was filled with the need for sleep. Once he returned to his room and crawled into bed, he could swear that he heard whispering. It was the same word over and over….Patience.