The Chinese New Year

Chapter Twenty Three

It was like a waltz. In time, perfect synch, the cannons were pushed into place and loaded. The soldiers danced with their rifles, plugging them up with gun powder and preparing for battle. In no time, Teng's groups were ready for battle.

Ready for bloodshot.

Teng knew he was.

He clutched the heart, which was buried deep in his pocket, and looked over at his first mate. He donned his malicious smirk, knowing that his mate could tell what his captain was thinking.

"Sir, are you ready? Are you sure you want to do this?" Yong asked, disbelief in his voice. For he heard stories about Jack Sparrow- a man who sacked Port Nassau without firing a single shot. A man who defeated a cursed skeletal crew. And man who came back from the known dead.

Teng slowly turned on his first mate, his chiseled face dark. "You have no faith in your Captain?"

"The truth?" Yong shook his head. "No. I don't. I think you are bleeding mad. You know as well as I do those stories about him. I believe them to be true - as much as I believe that he will kick your sorry ass from here to the new Americas and back for a second round."

Sao Teng's eyes flashed red, a warning for Yong to back away. But he didn't. He stood his ground. "Those be mutionous words to me, Mr. Yong."

Suddenly, Yong felt a dagger slide easily into his stomach. He had no chance to react, only to bend forward a little at the agonizing pain. Teng growled, bringing his deadly dagger out and pierced it back into Yong's chest.

"I don't like mutineers. So sorry. Nothing personal."

Teng moved Yong so the younger man had his back to the railing. With a gentle push, Yong's body flipped over the railing and into the unforgiven ocean. Teng smirked, and looked down at the now crimson dagger.

"One down, Mr. Jones. I do hope you deliver my package."

This was when Teng noticed the sailors and soldiers staring at him in fear. He snarled, and turned on them all. "WHAT DO YOU THINK I PAY YOU FOR? GET TO WORK!"

The crew scrambled quickly to find something to do, else they end in poor Yong's fate. Teng smirked out at the ship that he was approaching.

"I want to taste that virgin." Teng ran his tounge down the dull side of his dagger, and laughed at the taste of copper in his mouth.

Oh, yes. Today was a day for bloodshed.

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Elizabeth gasped, and Jack lowered his head to nuzzle her neck.

They had begun the old dance of two lovers, each trying to please the other with their moves, so their experience would be grand and the finale spectacular. They sang each other's names under their breath, moaning along with the instruments their bodies turned out to be.

"Jack..." Elizabeth whimpered, feeling Jack push further into her tight body.

Jack lifted his head up to capture Elizabeth's mouth in a passionate kiss, feeling her legs wrap around his body, bringing him close to her. Her channels tightened themselves around Jack's trembling cock, and they knew that a bittersweet ending would come.

And came it did. In a white hot explosion, Elizabeth felt all the warmth pool out of her body onto Jack. At the same time, Jack pushed far into her, stilling hisself and shooting his desires into her. She never felt so full in her life...

"Oh, god, Jack!" She called out, hearing him grunt out her name as he finished, and slid out of her.

Jack moved to the side of her, resting his head on her chest. He could hear her steady heartbeat, comforted by the fact that she had her fingers knotting themselves in his hair. He wanted to stay like this forever.

He wanted her to remain here forever.

"Lizzie, I want you to promise me ye'll stay in here. With Daiyu, when I send her in. " Jack instructed, and his tone booked no argument.

But Elizabeth fought anyway. That's who she was, after all. "I won't make that promise."

Jack lifted himself above her, and stared forcefully down at her. "Elizabeth, I am not joking. I thought I lost you before- more than once, and I will not chance that again." Jack smirked. "So don't be an ass and heed my orders."

Elizabeth nodded. "Alright, Jack." I'll stay in here ... for a minute or two.

Jack lowered his head to kiss her again, and smiled into her mouth as he felt her hands run down his arms. He pulled away before the kiss got too deep, however and smirked.

"Minx. I have ta go and git ready now."

Elizabeth pouted- an artform Jack was regretful to say that she perfected. "Now? Oh... I thought we could continue playing in here..."

Jack forced himself up and off the bed, bending down to grab his breeches. Pulling them on, he instructed her to find her clothes somewhere too, or else she wanted Daiyu to see her naked. Elizabeth just grinned and joked about how her and Daiyu were secretly lovers and she was only using him.

Jack grinned, imagining those two at sport. Somehow, he saw Elizabeth on top. "I'd pay ta see that." Once he was all dressed, he bent over the bed and kissed Elizabeth.

Now walking over to the door, he stopped and turned his head to see her. "Swords are in the closet."

Elizabeth paled. "How did you know-"

"Luv, I'm Captain Jack Sparrow!" he smirked and opened the door. Before he left, he said: "And I know you. Jest promise you'll escape when things get too rough."

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Jack allowed Teng to catch up with them, even allowed Teng to come on board. The two Captains stared at eachother in contempt, not uttering a word to each other.

"What do you want, Teng?" Jack broke the silence, crossing his arms.

"A trade. A virgin for a heart." Teng offered, holding up a brown package.

Jack smirked. "A virgin, ey?" He whistled over to Will, who, for once, didn't mind being picked on. He'd do anything for Elizabeth. "Here ya go. A virgin." Jack held out is hand. "A heart, I believe?"

Teng laughed cruelly. "Not this virgin!"

"Well, there are no any other virgins here." Jack smirked. "Took one of the ladies meself."

Teng's eyes flashed red, and Will decided to push him just a tad bit further.

"Top or bottom, lover?" he asked, smirking. "I'm easy either way."

Jack guffawed at that, and Will only smiled. The crew chuckled and pointed at Teng's face. He was livid, and disgusted. Jack noticed a glint of silver, and quickly pushed Will out of the way and jumped in the other direction as Teng swung his dagger wildly.

Will got to his feet and brought out his sword, meeting Teng's blade with his own. Jack kicked Teng hard in the side, and Will and him took the ample oppurtunity to beat him.

The crew screamed and began fighting Teng's crew, who decided that now would be a good time to come aboard and help fight for their Captain.

And thus, the battle begun.