Caribbean Hybrid

Title: Caribbean Hybrid
Chapter Author: DesiringPirates
Rated R
Summary: Some more personal time with Elizabeth and Jack, plus a surprise at the end. But will it be a good surprise?
Warning: Hand Jobs, Smut, innuendo of oral sex
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Chapter Twenty Six

The first ray of sunlight hit Elizabeth's face and she made a disgusted noise and buried her face into Jack's chest. She felt is hand rub her back and heard him yawn. She lost count on how many times they reached for eachother during the night, to make sure the other was there and not regretting their desicion. No wonder Jack was tired.

Elizabeth's eyes flickered open and she looked up into her sleeping pirate's face. A strange smile appeared on her lips as she moved up his body and kissed his neck. She was rewarded by a satisfactory moan and Jack's hand gripping her backside. Elizabeth smiled as Jack whispered her name when she kissed her earlobe.

"Jack... wake up..." Elizabeth ran her hand along the span of his bare chest and moved closer. She was so close, she was practically ontop of him.

"If I wake up, will ye be there?"

Elizabeth giggle. "Yes. I will."

"Naked and mine?"

Elizabeth blushed a little, but she couldn't stop the smile. "Yes."

Jack was silent for a couple of seconds, and asked her very cautiously. "Are you tricking me?"

Elizabeth sighed. "Why don't you open your eyes and see?"

Jack's eyes fluttered open, and his smile seemed to reach them as he looked at her.

"So it wasn't a very wonderful, very detailed dream... tha's good."

Elizabeth's long hair curtained their faces as she kissed him. His chapped lips felt felt so right against hers - rough against smooth. Light cream against dark coffee.

Dangerous and beautiful.

"I should go and see Gibbs, ta see when we are making port." Jack said against her throat.

She giggled because his moustache was tickling her, and felt something grow against her stomach. Elizabeth felt shocks of pleasure race through her body as Jack kneaded her lower back.

Without saying anything, Jack moved his head from her neck and kissed down to her belly.

"We've got to clean ya up, Peapod." Jack said as he reached over and grabbed a rag. He poured a little rum on it and wiped away the dried blood. He returned to kissing her stomach.

"Jack... what are you doing?" Elizabeth laughed, wondering why he was paying attention to her belly button.

Jack shushed her, the tiny vibration against her stomach, making her body feel hotter. "Shh... jest relax and enjoy it, luv."

Elizabeth watched as Jack ran his lips over her stomach and ghosted along her curls. Her breath became ragged as he blew on her hot center.

"Oh god..." Elizabeth arched her back and groaned when she felt Jack's lips kiss her sensitive sex. "Jack... ooh... gah- Jack!"

"Did ye like that?" she heard him ask, and she nodded. Elizabeth no longer had the ability to talk, to make coherent thoughts. All she wanted was Jack to kiss her there again. He did. Elizabeth pressed herself on Jack's face, and the only thing he did was laugh and lick his lips. "Mmm... rum..."

Elizabeth had her eyes closed when Jack started kissing her. She gasped as she felt a cool sensation flowing over her parted petals. Her body sang in need, and she was probably making a fool of herself because she heard Jack laugh. She didn't mind, she wanted him to touch her, she didn't care with what- his hands, his mouth his... it didn't matter. Elizabeth opened her eyes, just a little, to see Jack place the bottle of rum on the floor. Gripping her thighs, Jack lowered his head and licked her. Elizabeth gasped and shuddered, clutching the pillow under her head. She heard the sinful wet sounds that Jack was making, felt his lovely, lovely tongue lick greedily at her. Nipping and sucking and taking all she had to offer.

If only the people of Port Royal can see the Govenor's daughter now... Elizabeth gasped as Jack gently pulled on her clit.

Then a knock sounded on the door, followed by Gibb's voice.

"Captain? Yer late, are you alright?"

Jack lifted his head just an inch above Elizabeth and talked.

"Yes, Mr. Gibbs, now leave me be." And he returned his attention to Elizabeth, who gasped and bit her lip. She didn't want to reveal where she was to anyone, not just yet.

"What are you doing in there?"

Again, Jack lifted his head, making Elizabeth whimper at the loss. "Drinking rum. Now LEAVE."

"This early? Tha's not like ye-"

"Oh, God! GO AWAY!!" Elizabeth yelled, causing Jack to sit up and look at her, shocked. His shock quickly turned into a grin.

"Miss Elizabeth? What are you do- oh. OH! Oh, well, sorry, I'll ... I'll jet go..." and Gibb's heavy footsteps were heard running away.

Elizabeth bit her lip. There goes the plan of keeping it secret, just for this morning. Elizabeth looked over at her love, and gave him a nervous smile. Elizabeth's face blushed, her blush reaching her breasts.

"Ye look absolutely beautiful, luv."

You do too...

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Elizabeth stepped into a simple yellow dress, one that Jack dug up somewhere, and pulled it up. Without asking, she turned her back to Jack and he began to button her.

"I seem to recall another time when I did this."

"I seem to recall your four reasons why you should lay with me."

If possible, Elizabeth heard Jack smirk. "Which one was yer favorite?"

All of them. We don't need a reason, not anymore.

"The last one."

"Ah.. was that the one when I did this..." Jack lowered his mouth and kissed her bare back, and Elizabeth shuddered.

How is it possible that every touch he gives me, I feel .... I don't even know what to call it!

"And I turned ye around, and said that I loved you. And I gave you a kiss, that sent you to the moon and back..."

"Yes, that would be the one." Elizabeth smiled and locked lips with Jack again, sighing as he held onto her tight.

They broke apart and looked into each other's eyes, and Jack smiled.

"Any regrets?"

"Yes."

Jack seemed confused, and hurt, and Elizabeth laughed at his timeless expression.

"I regret not doing that sooner."

Oh, I have Jack Sparrow! I can get him to do whatever I want him to do and I can prove it! Elizabeth sang in her head.

"Kiss me."

See? Now his lips are on mine and he did it because I told him too.

"I have to go..."

But, once again, Elizabeth was having none of that talk as she pushed him down onto the bed. She didn't know where this... this lust came from, and she wasn't going to fight it... not right now, at least. She thought she would grant herself... one day. Two days. Two days of giving into her newly found, insatiable lust.

Maybe we got it wrong. Aren't werewolves suppose to have the insatiable lust? Her unspoken question was answered by Jack pulling her into another bruising kiss.
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"Where did this come from?" Elizabeth asked, running her fingers over Jack's muscular arm. She was asking where she got those scars from, the ones that seemed to run along his viens. She wasn't sure that he would answer her, but he did.

"Blood posioning. Drank some rum - quickly found at that is wasn't. Damn near lost me life."

Elizabeth passed over his 'P' brand, and ran her hand over his bare chest. She rested her hand over the two scars above his heart.

"And these?"

Jack sat in silence for a while, and then pointed at one of the bullet scars. "This one... no, this one I got from a faulty poker game. And this one I got from pushing a lady outta the way of a bullet."

"How very gentlemanly of you."

"Why, thank ye." He pointed to some faint scarring on his sides. "These from battles, knifefights..." He rolled onto his stomach, and Elizabeth saw many white raised scars. "Whip lashes, some from prison, most from the mutiny."

Elizabeth felt sympathetic towards Jack, and began to rub his back, as if trying to erase the scars away. But she knew they weren't going away, because they are just another part of Jack Sparrow that she loved. He moaned in satisfaction as Elizabeth rubbed her palm against his back a little faster.

"Tha' feels good." he complimented, and Elizabeth smiled.

She decided to straddle his waist and sit on his butt, which got Jack very interested. Elizabeth knew because she saw his eyebrows raise. She began rubbing along Jack's back harder, massaging his muscles. He sighed at the contact, letting her know that she was doing right.

Her hands ghosted over some scars on his right shoulder, and got curious. They looked odd, almost like-

"Bite marks." Jack said calmly. Elizabeth gasped and slipped off at him, laying on her side so she could look at his face. "From me attack."

"I'm sorry."

Jack smiled at her apology, and lifted his body up to rest on his elbows. "It's not yer fault, luv. All the pain and discomfort those scars gave me is all in the past."

"But... the curse..." Elizabeth was silenced by Jack's finger laying on her lips.

"Your here. I think I can survive."

Elizabeth lightly kissed Jack's finger, and lifted her hand to hold his. She continued to kiss his finger, then her tounge darted out and she took it on her mouth. She heard Jack's breath quicken, and knew she was doing right by that also. She was a quick study in erotic play.

Jack took his hand away and pulled her closer, lowering his lips on hers. - he gave the sweetest kissed, quite not like a pirate. They pulled away and smiled at each other. Ever since they became a 'them', a permanent smile had been on their faces. Elizabeth loved it.

"How many more nights?" She asked, and Jack held up two fingers. "And we'll be making port tonight. Good." She rested her hand on his neck, and leaned in for another kiss. "Do you think you'll change?"

Jack shook his head. "Not sure. Don't want to chance it- so I'll go with Will and Selene."

Elizabeth opened her mouth to say that she wanted to come, too, but Jack shushed her before she had a chance. She wanted to see if it was true, really- if they changed at the full moon.

"And, no, yer not coming. Still too dangerous."

Elizabeth pouted. She knew it wasn't going to do her any good, but she also knew that she'll get a kiss for it. And she did. A nice, long, hard kiss from her Captain.

"Speaking of making port..." Jack reached up and grabbed his shirt.

They weren't naked, on the contrary, they only fooled around a little. Jack's shirt was the only article of clothing to come off... unfortunately. He put it on and went to roll off the bed, but Elizabeth was in the way. So, to Elizabeth's enjoyment, he raised himself above her.

"Hello." She greeted.

"'Ello." he stole Elizabeth's lips in a kiss. "I've got to go and see if we are almost there yet."

Elizabeth didn't want him to leave, her body sang wherever they touched. She clapsed onto his shoulder and kissed him hard. He leaned into the touch, opening his mouth to allow Elizabeth's tounge passage. Elizabeth felt a certain hardness press against her thigh.

Got him ... Elizabeth gleefully thought as she ran her hands down his sides. Bravely, she reached into his breeches and cupped his manhood. Jack hissed her name, a sound she loved, and began rocking against her hand. Elizabeth felt powerful, holding onto Jack's shaft. He whimpered as Elizabeth let go and rolled him onto his back and pulled down his pants.

Jack went to raise her skirt up, but she stopped him. Laying at his side, she took Jack in hand again, hearing him growl in happiness. Experimently testing how firm she thought Jack might like it, she began stroking it up and down. Elizabeth was not sure if she was doing this right, but when Jack's hips came off the bed and he said her name, she smiled.

"Faster..." Jack breathed out, and bit his lips when Elizabeth obeyed.

The feel of him as hard as a rock in her hand made Elizabeth feel like she was the one in charge. Which she was... heh. She had the Captain at his weak point. Encouraged by Jack's moans of pleasure, Elizabeth continued to move her hand, kissing his neck.
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It was a half hour later when Jack opened the door and walked out, looking a little flushed (which Elizabeth heard Will remark on ... wiseass.) Elizabeth was pulling on her shirt and fixing herself when he left, then got up from the bed. Elizabeth looked around the room she spent the night in, and frowned.

Am I allowed to come back tonight? I'm sure I am... but she still wasn't sure. Making love was one thing, but sleeping next to a man for the sake of a good night's sleep was something she never did before. Jack had kept her up all last night not to experience it. Maybe I should sleep in my own cabin tonight. Maybe Jack wants his privacy.

I mean, I would want my privacy. And it's not like he asked me to move in with him- oh god. Elizabeth started to panic. What if he doesn't ask me to live with him? Or worse- what if he does? I don't know how to live with a man! A man on a ship!!! Oh god...

"Hey, are you finally decent in there?"

Elizabeth thanked the pirate gods (the ones that Jack mentioned earlier, before they... well...). She thanked them and wished she had a bottle of rum to sacraficed to them, for bringing Selene to her now.

"Oh thank gods! Come in!" Elizabeth called out, near hysterics.

Selene bustled in at the sound of her friend's voice. "Elizabeth, what's wrong? Don't tell me you two had angry sex and are still fighting!"

"No, it's not that- wait, how did you know that we had sex?" Elizabeth threw a questioning look Selene's way.

Selene blushed and began to stutter, "I- I - I didn't! I - I - I just presumed..." but she knew she was defeated by the look on her friend's face. "Alright, Will and I heard you two last night! I was surprised that the whole bloody ship didn't wake up- it sounded like a Tortuga whore house in there on a busy night! I didn't mean it like that..." Selene defended hersef before Elizabeth could snap at her. "So... how was it?"

Elizabeth bit her lip as she smiled and blushed- she's been doing that alot lately. When she turned her head away, she heard Selene give a great whooping laugh and embraced her.

"Oh, my Lizzie has finally grown up!!"

Elizabeth laughed out loud at this and explained the whole night (well... not the whole night) to Selene, and explained her problem.

Meanwhile, out on deck, Will couldn't help but notice the flushed look his Captian had... also, the huge smile on his face.

"So you and?" Will asked, taking a swig of water from his canteen.

"Yeah."

"Oh. Congratulations."

Their stimulating conversation was interrupted by some very warm, very welcomed feminine voices.

"Now, you see here, Elizabeth, this is what we like to call a 'typical male conversation'." Selene said, pointing at the two men.

"Ah, I see." Elizabeth nodded her head, scratching at her chin as she studied Jack and Will.

"This is a very normal type of interaction these men usually do. They are other ways for them to communicate- by waving fists or, most likely, grunting."

"That's very interesting. Do their conversations usually go into such depth?"

Selene shrugged her shoulders. "Usually do. They have a great ability of saying things without saying anything at all. Saves time- and I am quite impressed that the Will beast-" she pointed at Will "-was able to make a word that had more than one syllable in it."

"Yes, yes, that's amazing."

Will sighed and blushed a little as Selene smiled at him and walked over to him. Jack just rolled his eyes and grunted.

"Bloody women." he commented.

Elizabeth knew that he was smiling, even though his back was turned to her, as she walked up and rested on the railing right next to him. "You can't live without us."

"Not after last night, I can't."

This remark caused Jack to have a very sore shoulder. Elizabeth glared at him, but she couldn't hold back the silly grin that was just aching to come out. Her and Jack shared a moment, just staring into each other's eyes, but their moment was ruined by great slurping sounds.

"Oi! You two! I told you once, I told you a thousand times- to the cabins!" Jack barked over his shoulder at Will and Selene, who promptly left to go back to their cabin.

"Hmm..." Elizabeth felt a small fire start, just by being close to Jack. "Going to the cabins sounds like a great idea."

"Oh yeah?" Elizabeth felt a sort of pride in herself, just her words caused Jack to talk to her in a throaty voice.

"Yeah." Elizabeth gave him a wicked grin and moved off the railing, going towards the steps. "We have to try it one day."

"Where are ye going?" Jack asked, grabbing onto Elizabeth's wrist.

"Stop it!" Elizabeth giggled, and slid down the railing to the lower deck. "You're such a dog!"

Jack smirked. "Ye have no idea, luv." He stepped down the stairs and continued to smile at her. "I am a determined dog. Dogged, as it were."

Elizabeth backed away from Jack. His smile and his manners became animalistic, and she couldn't help but be slightly aroused. Jack pinned her against the railing and growled at her.

"You do that too well."

"Let's just say that I had a lot of practice."

Elizabeth allowed Jack to kiss her, even wrapped her arms around his neck to encourage him. Jack growled deep in his throat again and jabbed his tounge out and across her lips. She parted them and let Jack taste her, and groaned when he began sucking on her bottom lip. He gently bit her, but since he had some sharp teeth, it gave her a little cut, and she started bleeding.

"Ow!" she gasped, and her hand immediately went up to wipe away the blood.

"Sorry, luv. Didn't mean ta hurt ya." Jack ran his hand up her side, his other staying at her hip. "Couldn't help myself."

"It's alright. No harm done." Elizabeth grinned and grabbed the front of Jack's shirt, pulling him closer. "I'll forgive you if you make it up to me..."

Jack smiled and kissed her again, deeply, thoroughly. He tasted the coppery taste of her blood on her lip, and couldn't help himself. He suckled on the cut, eliciting a moan from Elizabeth, tasting her. He gently pulled away and held her hands.

"I've got to taste more of ye, luv...."

His words sent a shock to her center, and she allowed him to lead her up to his cabin... the cabin they left only ten minutes ago. But, Elizabeth had given herself two days, and she was going to take full advantage of them.

They swiftly entered the room and locked the door behind them. Elizabeth took charge and grabbed onto his shirt, slowly pushing him so his back was pressed gently on the wall. Their lips never ceased, until Elizabeth began to work their way down to his throat. He moaned, encouraging her not to stop what she was doing.

After a minute, she noticed that she wasn't getting a response out of Jack. Elizabeth removed her lips from the base of his neck and looked up at him.

"Jack? What's wrong?" Maybe he doesn't want to... Elizabeth felt that her suspicions were confirmed as he pushed her to the side and walked to his desk.

Elizabeth felt her anger rising, but it quickly faded when she saw that Jack was wrestling a pearl dagger that was stuck onto his desk. Elizabeth's curiousity won out and she went to Jack's side, noting that he did not look happy at all.

"Our good friend." Jack stated, and he pointed to a seal... Achille's seal. "How nice of him to drop by and leave me love notes."

As Jack was opening the letter, Elizabeth began to search the room. "How the hell did he get in here? We were only gone a couple of minutes! Unless he was spying on us..." Elizabeth stomach turned sour at the thought of that vile man watching her and Jack at sport.

Elizabeth found herself studying the room to being held very closely to Jack, as he led her out of the room. "Come on. I don't want ya out of me sight."

"Where are we going?" Elizabeth asked, jogging to keep up with Jack's strides.

"The damn letter's in french!" Jack yelled, as he pounded on Will's door.