The Fine Line Between Legends And Lies

Chapter 26:

A/N: Okay here is the latest chapter….please let me know what you think of it! And here is the Jack/Elizabeth smut as promised!

It was dark when Jack carefully opened the door to the cabin that he shared with Elizabeth and their newborn son. Squinting into the darkness he shut the door as quietly as he could and made his way over to the table. Feeling around he found the lantern that was sitting on it. Jack lit the lantern and glanced over to where he had placed his son’s cradle. Jacob was nestled down in the cradle and was sleeping peacefully. Smiling Jack turned his attention towards the bed where his wife was laying. She had fallen asleep waiting for him to return to the cabin. Sighing softly Jack placed the lantern on the hook that was anchored into the wall beside their bed. He had promised her that he wouldn’t be gone long. But that was earlier in the day when the sun was still out. There had been many things that had needed his attention aboard the ship since he had been absent for such a long time. That and the crew had simply wanted to visit with their captain. Pulling off his boots he placed them beside the bed. Walking back over to the table Jack placed his hat and belt on it before returning to the bedside.

His dark eyes looked down at Elizabeth. God she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen……and she was his. Shaking his head Jack chuckled at his thoughts. No that wasn’t right, Elizabeth wasn’t some piece of property, she was his wife. She didn’t belong to him, it was more like she chose to be his really. His calloused hand reached down to brush away a strand of her tawny hair that had fallen onto her cheek while she slept. Elizabeth gave a small sigh as she shifted in her sleep causing the blanket to slip from her shoulders. Jack glanced down intrigued by the sudden appearance of her creamy alabaster skin. ‘Hello…..what do we have here?’ Jack wrinkled his brow as he gently pushed back the blanket that covered his sleeping wife. His coffee colored eyes widened when they were greeted by a completely naked Elizabeth. His eyes fluttered closed as he felt the beginnings of his arousal stirring in his breeches. Reaching out Jack skimmed his fingers along her silken flesh lightly making goose bumps appear instantly everywhere his fingers came into contact with her. Running the pads of his fingers across her breast he sucked in a sharp breath when he saw her nipple harden.

Elizabeth moaned as she shifted so that she was now completely on her back. Jack ran his fingertips along her belly dipping into her navel before sliding down to stop just before he reached the caramel colored curls that sparsely covered her sex. His eyes flicked up to her face to see that she was still sleeping. Not for much longer. Jack slid his middle finger down through the curls to dip between her silken folds. He grinned when he saw her brow wrinkle and her mouth fall open. Pushing his finger deeper through the nest of tawny hair he rubbed against her clit making it begin to peek out from it’s hiding place. At this Elizabeth sighed and raised her hips. Looking back up at her face Jack watched as her eyes fluttered open and then settled on him. Smiling she pushed herself up and leaned back on her elbows to watch him. Jack added a second finger inside her heat and began to wiggle them making her whimper softly. He could feel her starting to dampen for him. Elizabeth gasped when she felt Jack slide his pinky finger between the cheeks of her backside and push inside her. He began pumping his fingers penetrating her both vaginally and anally at the same time. Elizabeth rocked her hips forward and backward not being able to decide which one felt better. Glancing down at his breeches she could see his erection straining against the fabric.

“Hurry Jack!”

“Ready for me already eh love?”

“Yes, I need you now!”

Smirking Jack removed his fingers from her as he moved to remove his clothing. She watched as Jack stripped off his clothes until he stood before her in nothing but his red bandana. Beckoning for Jack to come to bed she sat up on her knees. Jack moved to climb into bed but Elizabeth’s hands on his hips stopped him. Looking down at her his eyes widened when she bent down and sucked his cock into her mouth. Groaning softly his hands flew up to tangle in her hair. He gently pushed on the back of her head forcing more of his throbbing flesh inside her hot little mouth. Elizabeth took as much of him inside her mouth as she could and hummed against his engorged flesh making him buck against her mouth. Feeling his cock throbbing with the first tinges of his orgasm he quickly pulled his cock from her eager mouth.

“No no darling, not jus’ yet. Want t’ be inside ye when that happens.”

Jack climbed into bed pushing Elizabeth down onto her back. He quickly slid in between her thighs his mouth hastily seeking out her womanhood. She arched up when she felt his tongue slide in between her silky folds to graze her clit. Jack held onto her hips as he devoured her heat greedily pushing his tongue as far as he could inside her. She tasted sweet with just the faintest hint of salt. It reminded him of the sea in a way. Elizabeth could feel the inner muscles twitching and clenching inside her as Jack manipulated her sensitive flesh with his wicked tongue. Just before she reached her peak Jack pulled away from her making her whimper in protest. He slid back up to her face and pressed his mouth to hers in a bruising kiss. His tongue forced it’s way into her mouth making her taste herself on his lips and tongue. She could feel his throbbing cock pressing against her sex the head of it slipping in between her folds. Raising her hips to take him inside she grasped his shoulders as he pushed himself into her welcoming body. Soon Jack was pumping into her steadily. Her nails raked along his back as he penetrated her deeper. Jack’s voice was strained and raspy against her neck when he spoke.

“Lizbeth…..want t’……..t’ try something……different love!”

“D-different how?”

“Trust me?”

“Of course.”

“Turn over love.”

Jack pulled his cock from her heat and watched as she rolled over onto her stomach. He pulled her onto her knees making her backside lift into the air. Elizabeth glanced over her shoulder at him. Jack took his cock in his hand and ran the head of it up and down the length of her entrance coating himself in her juices. They had done this before.

“Jack?”

“Shh love….jus’ relax.”

Suddenly she felt his cock brushing against her backside the head of it dipping into her crevice. Elizabeth drew in a sharp breath as she felt the head of his cock pressing against her opening and beginning to sink in. He wanted to be inside her there? Her slender fingers gripped the sheets beneath her as Jack pushed more of his throbbing hard flesh into her tight orifice. It hurt…..a lot. She gave a small whimper and tried to pull away from him.

“Jack….Jack it hurts.”

“Jus’ relax love, ye need t’ be relaxed for this t’ work.”

“Jack….I……I can’t! Stop….it hurts!”

He reached around her waist sliding his fingers down between her thighs. She felt his calloused fingers begin to manipulate her clit and penetrate her silken folds.

“Jus’ focus on where m’ touching ye Lizbeth.”

She felt him flicking his fingers deeply inside her heat making her hips rock against him desperately trying to intensify the feeling that was building in her lower gut. She only faintly acknowledged the sensation of Jack sinking further into her backside until finally he was completely immersed in her. Suddenly Elizabeth was very aware that Jack was buried in her to the hilt when he began to move against her backside. A small gasp escaped her throat when she realized that he actually felt good inside her there. Upon hearing her gasp he stopped and leaned forward to whisper in her ear.

“Ye want me t’ stop love?”

Elizabeth felt her cheeks blaze with the realization that she didn’t want him to stop. No she wanted him to keep going. Not only did she want him to keep going she found that she wanted him to do it harder.

“No….don’t stop! Do it……harder Jack!”

Grinning he began moving against her pumping his cock deeply inside her bottom. God she was incredibly tight! He grunted as he felt the tingling of his orgasm rushing towards him. It wouldn’t be much longer now. Jack frantically pounded into her his hand still nestled between her thighs working her clit. A few more thrusts and his orgasm was exploding through his body. Jack moaned out a strangled version of her name as he rocked his hips forward sending his cock as deep as he could inside her. Elizabeth felt the rush of warmth as his seed filled her. It felt strange to have him releasing his desire there. Then when Jack thrust three fingers deeply inside her sex as he pressed the rough pad of his thumb into her clit the knot in her stomach unraveled. She whimpered out his name as her arms trembled and her knees buckled. Jack felt her inner walls clenching desperately around his fingers as her honey flooded from her body. It trickled down his fingers to pool in the palm of his hand.

Pulling his fingers from her sex he brought them to his mouth and licked the salty sweet nectar hastily. Elizabeth gave another small moan when she felt Jack pull his now soft cock from her backside. They fell onto the bed on their stomachs next to each other panting raggedly. After a few moments she looked over at him. His naked body glistened in the light from the lantern and the thin sheen of sweat that covered his skin.

“Jack?”

“Hmm?”

“Where on earth did you ever learn that?”

“That’s what many years at sea an’ not a woman in sight can do for ye love.”

“You mean……you did that with other men?”

“Yes.”

“And other men did that to you?”

“Yes. It was one of me first experiences at sea darling.”

“It must have been awful.”

“At first yes, but I grew accustomed t’ it after a while I suppose.”

“So that’s why you wanted to do it to me?”

“Yeah….jus’ wanted t’ know what it was like with a woman.”

“I see.”

They remained silent for a while, Elizabeth not really knowing what to say. Jack looked over at her in the dim lantern light. Her body still glistened from the sweat that beaded on it. She looked absolutely stunning to him like that.

“Lizbeth?”

“Yes?”

“We don’t have t’ do that again if ye didn’t like it darling.”

“No….I…..it….it felt……good actually.”

“Ye liked it?”

“Yes…..I suppose I did.”

“Well then we can do it again…if ye like?”

“Yes…..I think I should like to do it again in the future. But for now I’m happy to just lay here with my husband.”

“Happy t’ oblige darling.”

Jack pulled Elizabeth into his arms and felt her nestle against his chest pressing her cheek to it. After a while of listening to each other’s breathing they both fell asleep. It was early morning when the faint sound of Jacob’s cries woke them.

“Jack?”

“Hmmm?”

“Bring Jacob to me?”

“Alright.”

He rose from the bed and went over to the cradle. Picking Jacob up Jack wrinkled his nose.

“Ugh…he smells awful!”

“Yes….he needs his diaper changed. Hand him to me.”

“Gladly.”

Jack handed Jacob to Elizabeth and climbed back into bed. He watched as she got out of bed and opened the chest at the foot of their bed. She pulled out a white linen cloth and then went over to the table. Grabbing the washcloth from the basin she laid Jacob down on the table. Craning his neck to see Jack watched as Elizabeth unfastened the cloth diaper from Jacob and began cleaning him. Then she fastened a clean linen diaper onto his bottom securely. Walking back over to the bed she handed Jacob to Jack. He watched as she pulled on her pale blue dressing robe and then grabbed the dirty diaper. Heading out onto the main deck she carefully leaned over the railing and disposed of the mess that Jacob had left in his diaper before returning to the cabin. Grabbing the pitcher she walked over to the bucket and scrubbing board that was beside the desk and filled it. Grabbing the bar of soap from next to the basin she began washing the linen. Once finished she spread the linen flat onto the desk to let it dry. From his place in Jack’s arms Jacob began to wail loudly. Holding him out a bit away from him Jack looked up at Elizabeth wide eyed.

“Why is he doing that? What’s the matter with him Elizabeth?”

She laughed at Jack’s nervousness before taking the crying baby from him. “He’s just hungry Jack.” Sitting down on the bed beside Jack she unfastened her dressing robe exposing her breasts. Jack looked up suddenly interested. He watched as Elizabeth lifted Jacob to her left breast. The tiny boy found the nipple instantly drawing it into his mouth to suckle from it.

Grinning Jack replied. “That’s m’ boy, knows jus’ what t’ do with those.”

She rolled her eyes as Jacob suckled her breast hungrily. “Oh Jack don’t be ridiculous! He’s eating that’s all.”

“An’ I say it’s instinct that men like t’ suck on those.”

“More like survival.”

“Ye say survival I say primal manly instinct love.”

Sighing she decided it was useless to argue with Jack. Just then the door to their cabin swung open making Elizabeth flinch as she tried to hide her exposed flesh. Will appeared in the doorway. His cheeks reddened when he saw Elizabeth breastfeeding Jacob. Looking down at his boots quickly he uttered an apology.

“Sorry….I didn’t know that you would be feeding Jacob.”

Jack spoke up. “Which is precisely why knocking was invented William. Is there something ye wanted?”

“Uh wanted? Oh….yes. We’re nearing Santa Marta.”

“Excellent. I’ll be out momentarily.”

Nodding Will shut the door quickly. Elizabeth looked up at Jack. “So then Will shall be leaving us shortly?”

“He shall.”

“Where will we go Jack? We can’t go back to Wexford and we certainly can’t go back to Shipwreck Cove.”

“Very true love, jus’ leave it t’ ol Jack.”

Jack dressed and was on the main deck quickly to join Will and Gibbs at the helm. The familiar port of Santa Marta getter closer with each passing second. His gaze shifted from port to Will. The young man seemed sad and anxious all at the same time.

“Ready mate?”

“Yes, it’s for the best. Jack?”

“Hmm?”

“Could you give this to Elizabeth when I get off the ship in Santa Marta?”

“Sure William.”

Will handed Jack a folded up piece of parchment. He tucked it into the pocket of his coat carefully. He would give the letter to Elizabeth just as he promised…..after he had read it himself anyway. The Black Pearl sailed into the port and Jack shouted the order to drop anchor. The crew scurried about doing as Jack directed and dropped anchor in the harbor. Will watched as Pintel and Ragetti brought out the gangplank and placed it down onto the pier so that he could leave the ship. Looking around at everyone he gave a half hearted smile and a small wave. Everyone watched as he left the ship. Well everyone but Elizabeth of course. Will stepped onto the familiar pier and looked around. His dark eyes lit up when he saw Isabella. Waving to get her attention he called out.

“Isabella!”

She looked up to see Will waving at her. Dropping the nets she had in her hands she hitched up her skirt and ran down the pier to him. When she reached him she launched herself into his arms. Jack watched the display from the deck of the Pearl. So she was the reason Will had chosen to return to Santa Marta then? She was pretty. He could certainly see why Will would want to see her again. Turning around to face the rest of the crew he shouted orders.

“All hands! Weigh anchor an’ turn bout!”

The men hurried to do Jack’s bidding. Soon the Pearl was turning around and sailing out of the harbor leaving Santa Marta and Will Turner in the distance. Reaching into his pocket he pulled out the folded parchment that had Elizabeth’s name scrawled across it in black ink. Walking to the rear of the ship he carefully unfolded it. It read:

Elizabeth,

I know that we promised that we would be together forever…..what a dream. It turned out that forever just wasn’t meant to be for us. You fell in love with Jack and that left no room in your heart for the boy you grew up promising to marry. I was angry with you at first….outraged that you could give your heart to a pirate like Jack Sparrow. But now I understand that you didn’t deliberately fall in love with Jack to hurt me. You can’t decide who you fall in or out of love with no more than you can decide upon the weather. So this is my final gift to you Elizabeth, my forgiveness. I forgive you and wish you and Jack nothing but a long and happy life together. I will always love you, of that I am certain, just no longer will I try to keep you. Keep a weather eye on the horizon for Norrington and don’t waste a single moment you have with the man that you love.

All my love,
Will Turner

Jack folded the letter back up and put it back in his pocket. He would give it to Elizabeth. Eventually. Yes he would give it to her when Santa Marta was well out of sight. It wasn’t that he was jealous of Will or that he even thought Elizabeth still thought about the young man that way. He just decided he should be careful. Heading back to the helm he took over for Gibbs. It was back out into the open ocean for them. The more distance Jack could put in between himself and Commodore Norrington and his fleet of naval ships the better off they would be.

Back in the cabin Elizabeth had put Jacob back in his cradle after she had finished changing and feeding him. Remaining in her dressing robe she sat down at Jack’s desk and opened the first drawer. Pulling out a piece of parchment she reached for the ink well and quill pen. Elizabeth needed to write a letter to her father to beg him to give up his relentless pursuit of them. She just had to try and appeal to his paternal side and make him understand that Jacob needed both of his parents around to raise him. The words came easily to her and soon she had finished the well worded plea to her father. It read:

Dearest Father,
I am writing you this letter to inform you of mine and Jacob’s well being, and with the hopes that I can persuade you to abandon your pursuit of my husband. Jack is a good man and a wonderful father. And being a father yourself I beg of you to understand the importance of Jack being present in his son’s life. I beg of you to find it in your heart to grant Jack clemency for his misdeeds in Port Royal. Please allow him the chance to be a husband to me and a father to Jacob. It is with your solemn vow that you will end your pursuit of Jack that I will consent to periodically returning to Port Royal for you to see your grandson. Without that promise I cannot risk any contact with you for fear of my husband’s capture and ultimate execution. You will grant me this courtesy if you wish to remain in contact with myself and your only grandchild. I pray that you will acquiesce to my request of Jack’s clemency and a permanent stay of execution.

Your loving daughter,
Elizabeth Sparrow

Folding the letter she grabbed the crimson stick of wax that Jack no doubt used to seal any letters that he had written. Looking around the cabin she noticed a small wooden box on the shelf above the desk. Reaching up she grabbed it and carefully opened it. Inside the box was a gold ring with a crest on it. On the crest was a bird……a sparrow. This was Jack’s personal seal. Holding the crimson stick of wax over the open flame of a candle she had lit she allowed a few drops of it to drop onto the folded parchment. Placing the ring on her third finger of her right hand she firmly pressed it into the melted crimson wax to leave the imprint of it on the letter to her father. Putting the ring back in it’s wooden box she placed it back on the shelf where she had gotten it. Elizabeth blew out the candle before returning back to bed. She would show the letter to Jack when he returned to their cabin and they could discuss where they were going to go.

A/N: Okay this seemed like a good place to stop. Any suggestions as to where Jack and Elizabeth should hide out? Your feedback would be greatly appreciated.