Trysts Within Love

A/N: Thankee kindly to those with the kind words (mainly my two reviewers, yay, thank you guys, glad you like it!!) and again, any criticism, praise, or holy flamers are welcome (yes, even the flamers, bring on the flamers!!!).

Scene: drunken bar in Tortuga

The man with the devilishly handsome features blew the dirty brown hair out of his eyes as he lured a woman towards him with his smile.

She was a whore, hardly noticeable considering all of the working girls around her. And yet, when her gapped-tooth grin came his way, he smirked. He could have fun with her.

She danced her way to him, but practically tripped into him. “Whoa!” she fell into his arms. He felt the alcohol from her breath seep into his pores, but she’d be sober by the time he was done with her.

“’Ello there, darlin’! Wot’s your name, now?” Her aged eyes look into his deep black ones.

He smirked as he replied, “Jack Sparrow.”

The whore blinked confusedly, as if first remembering where she was. “Wait…wot? Who are you?”

His face remained arrogant as he replied, “Jr.”

The whore’s face dropped. She stumbled as she tried to turn away, but the man gripped her throat in his hands and squeezed somewhat.

“Tell me what you know about Jack Sparrow.”

Scene: the Black Pearl
Elizabeth’s POV

Will didn’t hear me when I entered in our room at dawn. A good thing too- he could never understand what I feel for Jack.
Will has gone to work in the storage area this morning, preparing the cannons (should we run into trouble). As Will left, I watched the seagulls fly and looked at my belly. Should I…? No, its best Will doesn’t know.
On deck, Jack keeps sending me little smiles and knowing looks. I smile back at him…subtly, of course. I’m not sure if anyone on deck is smart enough to catch on (besides Will). I only say that because the midget with the beard is getting bullied by the parrot.
Oh, Jack is motioning me over. I wonder what it is…
End of Elizabeth’s POV

As soon as Elizabeth rushed over, Jack grabbed her wrist and pulled her into a nearby room.

“Jack…” she said slowly, “what’s going on?”

Jack said nothing as he walked up to her and cupped her face as he kissed her. Elizabeth felt her knees buckle, but she soon wrapped her arms around the Captain and kissed him back, giving him all of her tongue.

As they kissed, Jack’s hands slowly moved from her face to her waist and all of a sudden-

“Jack!” Elizabeth gasped, breaking the kiss. “Jack! What are you-oh!”

Jack snuck his fingers inside of Elizabeth, swirling them ever so slowly. He moved them in and out, “accidentally” rubbing her clit a couple of times.

Elizabeth whimpered into his muscular chest. “Jack, mmph, Jack-

Out of nowhere, Jack dropped to his knees and put his head under her skirt. Elizabeth felt his soft but skilled tongue in there, lapping away at her essence.

He licked her, his tongue zipping in and out at a painful rate. Elizabeth practically fell on his shoulders as she could barely keep herself upright.

“Jack,” she panted heavily, “Jack, don’t, don’t stop, Jack, Jack!”

With one last flick of her clit, Elizabeth came. The talented Jack Sparrow had once again proved that he was damn good. And he knew this too, as he helped Elizabeth balance herself and stand upright. His smirk never left his face.

Elizabeth reached for Jack’s growing erection, but he wouldn’t have it. “Until next time, luv,” he winked.

Elizabeth gave the pout she knew he could usually never resist. “Come on now, Jack, fair is fair.”

Jack grinned, his gold teeth shining as he said, “Aye. But good things come to those who wait.”

Elizabeth walked sultrily over to him and whispered, “You’ve never been very good at waiting, have you Jack?” She turned away and started to sashay. Jack started to close the door and reach for Elizabeth when Mr. Gibbs burst in.

“Capt.!” he yelled. “There’s another ship tryin’ to board!”

Jack looked at his erection, then at Gibbs, then at Elizabeth, then blew out a stream of air as he yelled, “Oh bloody hell! Stupid inconsiderate tosser pieces of-

He continued to ramble as he ran outside to see what was happening. Elizabeth stayed behind to clean her own juices off of her when Will suddenly poked his head in the room.

“Hey, sweetheart!” he smiled, genuinely happy to see her.

Elizabeth put on her “Will smile” and replied, “Oh, hello, darling. Yes, I’m just in here…um…shouldn’t you be out front helping Jack?”

Will smiled craftily, “Yes, I should, but I thought I might sneak a few moments with you.” He sidled up next to her and began planting soft kisses on her lips.

Elizabeth remembered that this was her husband and she was supposed to kiss back. She did, but there was no really feel to it. Will was a good kisser and he never pushed her outside of her comfort zone. She supposed she should feel grateful to Will for being the man he was.

But Will wasn’t enough. Yet, he was so in love with her that it was all she could do from screaming, “I’m not in love with you, you moron!”

She sighed inwardly. Will was being all loving and whatnot- didn’t she owe him the same? He took care of her, so why not?

Her eyes opened as she kissed her husband. Through the window, she searched for Jack, the man who really owned her heart.

‘What a cruel irony,’ she thought and then concentrated on kissing her husband.

As soon as he ran out on deck, Jack was immediately faced with a sword. The man holding it was young, dark, and ruggedly handsome. His face was scarred and his eyes were as black as night.

“Jack Sparrow, is it?” he mused.

Jack raised an eyebrow but quickly put on his deceiving “I’m going to kill you” smile, “Aye mate, what can I do for you?”

The young man smirked, “Oh, I can think of a few things.”

***
Earlier in Tortuga…

The young man pulled up his trousers as warm liquid ran past his feet. The whore wasn’t as drunk as before. In fact, she was quite…sober now.

The young man picked up the picture left by the whore’s feet, as well as his sword and what little petty cash she had.

The man looked at the Captain in the photo. Ruggedly handsome, smart features, a pirate captain.

The young man kept his face murderously stoic as he muttered under his breath, “I’m coming, Captain Sparrow.”


*Hope it wasn’t too confusing. Sorry if it was.