My Name

Title: My Name
Rated: R
Summary: When Jack asks Elizabeth to say his name, she can't refuse.
Disclaimer: I don't own Pirates of the Caribbean. Disney does.
A/N: The ending of this short, but rather cool (in my opinion) fic. Enjoy! Still want fanart. Might attempt some later, but it'd be cool if someone else made me some. Please? *puppy dog eyes* This story was hard to end, 'cause I wanted to keep it simple, wanted to keep it in character and have them sorta change in the end but still be them. Hope I did a good job, let me know what you think.
Extra notes: 99% of the time heroes are made by people running around scared.
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MY NAME Chapter Three

Elizabeth clutched Jack's bandana, tears rolling down her cheeks. She never told Will- she knew she wouldn't. It was a mistake to lie to him in the first place, but, Jack- Jack did not deserve to be hurt, just for his curiousity. She admitted: she was curious, too. It just never bothered her, until now. She was glad that Jack did what he did, no matter how wrong it sounded, she would never regret it. She just wished she had known it was him, because then.... she sighed. Elizabeth didn't know what to do. She knew what she wanted to do, but she knew that it was the wrong thing to do.

"Just go sleep with your pirate, if that's what you want!" Will spat out at her before he left.

Would it be bad to go and see how Jack was? In the back of her mind, she always wondered what it would be like to sleep with Jack Sparrow. It would be thrilling, she was sure, exciting... but was she ready to go to him and ask? She was sure he would have her naked and be inside of her in seconds flat...

Yes. I want him.

It was much later when she left her cabin to go in search of Jack. She found him standing by Gibbs at the helm, leaning back and talking to his first mate animately. He was bewtiching in anything he did- whether it was talking, sailing, even touching... Elizabeth shook her head and cleared her throat, hoping to get the pirate's attention.

It worked. Jack paused in his conversation with Gibbs and glanced over at her. Elizabeth opened her mouth to say something, but closed it and looked down at the bandana she held in her hands. What was she suppose to say?

Remember earlier today when I had the most erotic moment of my life? Yes, I wanted to return the bandana you blindfolded me with so I couldn't see you.

She heard Jack excuse himself from Gibbs and walk up to her. Elizabeth still didn't look at him, she just held out her hand and handed the bandana to him. Jack took it, and took his time in tying it back around his head, straightening it and making sure the piece of eight was in place.

"Thank ye, lu-" he stopped. "Elizabeth."

Elizabeth nodded, still not looking at him. She feared that if she did, she might kiss him, something she wasn't sure he'd accept. She wanted him, and she was sure he wanted her, but now that she was standing in front of this man her confidence faded.

"How are ye and the eunuch doing?"

Elizabeth did look up at this question. Her whole body seemed to shake by the awesome power his eyes held over her- they were dark, but concerned; mysterious yet open. Elizabeth's eyes fused on his, and felt her heart start beating faster. His eyes fell to her lips, which she parted, and she sighed.

"I don't... think that we are..." Elizabeth sighed again, being so close to this man and having him look at her like that was arousing. Her mind felt like it was fogging up like early morning on the sea, she had to clear it. But she didn't want to. "...we're not..."

"Together?" Jack finished, his eyes flicking back to her lips.

Elizabeth's eyes started closing. Jack started to lean in. Elizabeth took a small step forward. Jack picked up his hand, ready to hold onto her waist.

Gibbs cleared his throat.

"Eh, Captain?" He was staring at Jack over his shoulder, and he motioned for him to come over to him. "Ye were going ta relieve me? I need to go now..." He began jumping a little, like he had to use the chamberpot.

Jack seemed to come to his senses quicker than Elizabeth. "Right!"

Jack left her, making her fall forward a little but she caught herself and straightened up. Elizabeth's cheeks grew hot, she cleared her throat and walked down to the bow.
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"Heard Miss Elizabeth and the lad called it off." Gibbs said, giving Jack that 'I know what you're thinking' look.

"Is that so?" Jack replied, looking over his crew working. "Well, tha got around fast."

Gibbs snorted. "It's a small ship."

Jack turned and leaned against the railing, his hair blowing in his face. He brushed it away with a slightly gnarled hand and rolled his eyes.

"I don't think Will and Miss Swann are in the best of company now."

Gibbs smirked at Jack, and wiggled his eyebrows.

"What's tha look fer?"

Gibbs laughed. "I think I know what you are thinking."

Shit. Jack tried to banish the image of Lizzie's naked body, writing under him as he kissed her down her neck...

"I'm not thinkin' anything." Jack pouted, and shuffled a bit.

Gibbs chuckled. Now it was time to badger the Captain a little. "Tha's usually the case."

"I do think!" Jack defended himself. "Jest I wanta keep me personal thoughts... personal." Very personal. Gibbs doesn't want to see me fondlin' Lizzie's breasts. Though I would love ta do that right now...

"Ohhh... I see." Gibbs smiled.

"Gibbs, I might be nuts when I say this, but..." Jack lowered his voice a bit. "I don't particulary trust meself around Miss Swann, and I want ye to take on the mission of keeping me away from her."

"Wh-"

"No need to ask me why. I don't need to explain meself, and besides, it's none of yer business. Just, for a day or two, make sure we don't get stuck being all by our lonesome." Because I am liable to ravish her and be at the point of Turner's sword...

"Ye chicken or something?"

Jack was just about to retort when the two men heard a very soft feminine sound.

Jack looked over at the source of the sound and smiled a little, just enough that she wouldn't see- but Gibbs did. And chuckled. There she was, beautiful as ever, standing in the early afternoon sunlight. They locked eyes for a moment, then looked down at the red bandana in her hands- his bandana. She was returning it to him.

"Excuse me, ya prat." Jack muttered, and heard Gibbs chuckle.

"Daft blighter." He answered in response.

Jack started walking towards the fair Elizabeth, Lizzie, who was still looking down at the Pearl's deck boards. She extended her hand before he got to close, and he looked down at his beloved headwrap. Jack took it, and took his time in tying it back around his head, straightening it and making sure the piece of eight was in place. Best to be in perfection!

"Thank ye, lu-" he stopped. Was it alright to call her by an endearment? Play it safe, Jack! "Elizabeth."

Elizabeth nodded, still not looking at him. Was it the horrible, for her not to look at him? Or does she not trust herself?

"How are you and the eunuch doing?"

Elizabeth did look up at him at that, knew she would, that's why he asked it and My god she's aroused. I can tell. He refused to stop this fire that came with just the glance of thier eyes, and felt his erection pressed against his belts. It was painful, in both ways that the leather was cutting into him and that he could not take her to relieve himself.

"I don't... think that we are..." Elizabeth sighed, and Jack felt his groin twitch. If only she was making that noise if he was touching her again... His eyes glanced down to her full lips and parted his own. "...we're not..."

"Together?" Jack finished, his eyes flicking back to her lips. Oh, I want to taste her again... I want to feel her again, and hear her sigh my name... Jack cursed this young woman for being so erotic when she was just standing there- she's just standing there! Unmarrried, unfianceed, and seeming to be willing... SHUT IT! Tha jest happen an hour ago, need time... need...need her...

Elizabeth's eyes started closing. Jack started to lean in. Elizabeth took a small step forward. Jack picked up his hand, ready to hold onto her waist. I hope I know what I am doing. She doesn't.

Gibbs cleared his throat.

What?

"Eh, Captain?"

Go away! I'm busy!!!!

He was staring at Jack over his shoulder, and he motioned for him to come over to him. "Ye were going ta relieve me? I need to go now..." He began jumping a little, like he had to use the chamberpot.

Go .. go now, go where? Jack looked down at Elizabeth, her lips still pursed, and remembered. Go the opposite direction of her!

"Oh!" Jack snapped into his wits, or what was left of them. "Right!"

And he left her, his body feeling cold all of the sudden, and took the wheel from Gibbs.

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It was hours later, and with the help of Gibbs Jack managed to keep away from Lizzie. Now the sun had set, the Pearl was sailing smoothly along, and it was time for this old pirate to turn in. He wasn't really tired, but the boredom and the aching feeling in his gut made him feel off.

Oh, what to do now? Can't go to Lizzie, still don't think it's a good idea... don't feel like getting drunk, though I might be a little shnockered now... already plotted the course, guess I'll just... go to bed.

Jack sighed. When did he get so boring? A side effect of getting older. Oh, god. I am getting old- old and lonely, isn't tha what Tia Dalma say I'll be? No matter. I quite like me loneliness, sometimes... I wonder, what's she doing now? Is she looking for William? Bet she is. She must be apologizing to him, telling him tha she was out of her mind.

Jack remembered the dusky colour that reached her breasts, her lips parted and inviting him in, the feeling of her hands sliding up and down his arms. How was she able to do that? He didn't even bed her! But he felt they had shared a moment, and even though at the time she did not know it, after she had known, she didn't skewer him. She didn't even slap him, like he wanted her to do!

It'd be much better if she slapped me. It'd make me want her less. ARGH! Damn these thoughts!

What was I thinking? More importantly, what was I thinking with?

Jack untied his sash and unbuckled his belts, and set his effects on the ground near his bed. He then kicked off his boots and lifted his shirt, tunic and all, up and over his head. Now in only his gray breeches, he settled into his bunk and rolled onto his stomach. He was more comfortable that way, but tonight he wasn't. He felt himself, still aroused but not nearly as bad as he was before, poke into the matress. So tonight, he thought it best to sleep on his back.

"La la la.... God, I have no life." Jack muttered to himself, and allowed his mind to wander.

"Yes, Jack..."

"Mmm..."

Jack ran his tongue down the pearl white column of her neck, and groaned against her skin as she continued to move on top of him. Jack felt the tightening pressure on his cock, and clutched onto Lizzie's back. He left little crescent moon shaped marks on her perfect skin. She threw her head back and pressed herself down harder, harder, hard as she could and thrusted her breasts out to him as she came. Jack was not far behind, feeling the warm pleasure ride through his body. Lizzie rode of her orgasm, and fell, leaning heavily on Jack for support. Jack held onto her sweating body, feeling his own bead down his face.

Jack looked down at his spent cock, and scolded himself for acting so foolish. As best as he could without getting up from the bed, he cleaned himself and tucked his placid manhood in his pants.

Not the same. Need someone warm around me to make me feel complete.

Jack yawned, and rolled onto his stomach and slowy drifted off to sleep.
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It must have been an hour, maybe two, when he was woken up by a presence sitting next to him in the bed.

"Lizzie?" he asked, groggy still from sleep. Must be dreaming. This only happens in me dreams. "Are you alright?"

"Quite fine."

"Than what can I do fer ye?"

"I can't think when your near."

Jack smirked. "Funny. I can't stop thinking." He gave her another courteous smile and pointed to the door. "Good night, Elizabeth."

"Do you always push away people who want to be in your bed?"

"Luv, yer thinking with yer privates, and not yer brain. Come to me when both know exactly what they want."

"I know what I want. It's the same thing as what you want." Lizzie smiled, and moved back on the bed.

Jack watched through half lidded eyes as Lizzie positioned her body above his. Jack felt like he was on fire when she started kissing his neck... forceful little wench... keep yer mind, Jack, keep what you have left!

"Oh, yeah?" He grumbled a bit, resisting the urge to run his hands up and down her back. "And what do I want?"

Lizzie giggled in his ear and lightly nipped it. Jack clenched his teeth shut to hide his moan of desire, it was too much yet not enough. He wanted to be inside of her, but this was moving too fast, too fast I can't think straight. She just called it quits with William... this is not good... not good... so good...

"That wasn't the first time I thought of you..." Lizzie whispered in his ear, and lightly ran her lips across his stubbled cheek and ghosted over his lips. "Many times I wondered how it would feel like with you..."

"Oh, oh, I, uh-" Jack cleared his throat and looked into Elizabeth's darkening eyes. He couldn't think of anything clever to say, for once he was speechless. Damn girl, she's so intoxicating...

"I'd sometimes imagine it was you instead of Will... or my hand..."

Oh god she's touched herself. Calm down, calm down, get the image out of yer head...

"I've been waiting a long time for this moment..."

Long... long time? Moment? I love those moments...

"And I decided to screw it all and take what I want..."

Pirate.

"Pirate." Jack sighed and cupped Elizabeth's cheek. "I was going to wait a day or two, but..."

"But I'm here now and warm for your touch... savvy?"

Elizabeth lowered her lips to his and pressed them together firmly. Jack didn't respond at first, but when Elizabeth moved her perfect little bottom so it was pressing against his growing shaft, Jack felt himself aflame and started kissing her hungrily. He sat up and ran his hands down her back, to her thighs and back up, pushing her shirt up.

Elizabeth lifted her arms up in the air and allowed Jack to expose her, and he growled deep in his throat when she was fully naked on top of him. The sound even startled himself, he never reacted in such a way. Well, he was usually bedding whores... and his Lizzie was certainly not a whore.

"Do you think we are going to fast?" she asked, settline her hands on his bare shoulders.

Jack planted a kiss on her collar bone and spoke against the skin of her neck.

"Darling, I've been waiting for this ever since that blasted island."

Lizzie laughed, and gave a sigh of contentment when Jack began scratching his nails lightly on her back. She rocked a little on him, and felt his growing member underneath. They locked dark eyes for a mere moment, saying everything they needed to say without speaking.

Might not love you, but I care about you, and I want you.

Elizabeth lowered her lips and brushed them against Jack's, who sat still and waited for her to make the next move. When she grabbed hold of his shoulders and began began pulling him down and untop of her, Jack broke the intense eye contact and kissed her deeply.

There were no more thoughts of Will, no more thoughts of self restraint and cautiousness. They were pirates, shameless pirates, who took what they can and gave nothing back. Only, tonight they would give something to eachother: pleasure, pleasure they both never have known before.

The next few moments passed in a blur. With only one piece of clothing to be removed, Elizabeth took her sweet time in doing so, stroking and commenting on everything- every single thing- as she undressed him. Jack just smiled and laughed along with her when she noted that he was bigger- "Much, much bigger." - then Turner. She blushed when he said she had the "most beautiful breasts this side of Singapore'', and gasped when he ran his mouth over them, the coarse hair of his beard and moutache tickling her. There were a flurry of kisses, collected gasps and moans, both eyes blurried and cloudly from their actions.

Everything came into sharp focus at his first thrust in. Jack became aware of everything, aware of Lizzie's scent, aware of her feel around him. He gave her a second to get use to his large girth, and pulled almost all of the way out.

Their eyes were once again locked on one another, their mouths open as they began to move together. For the first couple of thrusts, they kept their eyes fused. Then Elizabeth grunted, once, and that made Jack loose it. He dipped his head into the crook of her shoulder and gasped as he felt her silken folds hold him snug. She clutched onto his shoulders as his moves became faster, lifted her slender hips to take him more fully.

Jack felt tears sting the back of his eyes, and closed them shut, squeezing gently.

Keep moving, keep... oh god... oh...

"Oh god..." Jack muttered, picking up his movements faster. He felt her legs move up his hairy legs, and lock themselves around his waist, making him go that much deeper into her. "Oh GOD..."

"Jack!" Elizabeth moaned, and dug her fingernails into his back.

Tha's me! Me is Jack, Jack is me- e-eee!!!

"Say me name again..." he asked, thrusting hard into her pulsing body.

"Jack! Jack, Jack, Jack..." Lizzie continued chanting his name, caught off sometimes to groan and curse midly.

"Sweet mother and chi- Lizzie, yer incre- e--- unhh...."

Lizzie began to scream, now. With each thrust was raising her volume, each moan turning into something more guttural.

I can imagine her coming now... she'll make the windows shake... Jack strived to make the earth shake at 'the big finish'. Not that he wanted to end this too soon... no, he went through to much hell to get her in his bed.

He wrapped his strong arms around her waist and leaned more on her, then rolled them over so she was now on top.

Lizzie looked beautiful, riding him, up, down. She kissed him on the lips, and forced her tongue into his mouth which he sucked on greedily. She pulled away and smiled at him, flipping her golden hair up and over her shoulders. She rotated her hips and continued to stroke, emitting pleasure with every move.

Jack ran his roughened hands up her chest and teased her nipples, feeling her press into his hands. He sat up and open mouthed kissed her chest, and held onto her waist as she moved furiously on him.

"Yes, Jack..."

"Mmm..."

Jack ran his tongue down the pearl white column of her neck, and groaned against her skin as she continued to move on top of him. Jack felt the tightening pressure on his cock, and clutched onto Lizzie's back. He left little crescent moon shaped marks on her perfect skin. She threw her head back and pressed herself down harder, harder, hard as she could and thrusted her breasts out to him as she came. Jack was not far behind, feeling the warm pleasure ride through his body. Lizzie rode of her orgasm, and fell, leaning heavily on Jack for support. Jack held onto her sweating body, feeling his own bead down his face.

I love me fantasies sometimes.

Elizabeth rested her head on Jack's shoulder, who gently picked her up and slid out of her. Carefully, he laid her down on her back and move so he could be next to her. He began touching, to make sure this was real and not a dream. But, sure enough, the skin he felt underneath his fingertips was warm, and inviting.

"I love it when you touch me."

"Stick around, I'll touch you more." Jack smirked, and ran just one finger down her still sensitive folds one time. She shuddered and arched her neck, which Jack began to work on. Even though he was sated, he had this urgent need to be close to her, to feel her warmth next to him. He was content, so content he was almost purring.

"So... what do we do now?"

Jack smirked. Never thought to what would happen in the future. "Well, luv..." he thought some more. "...we can enjoy each other's company, spend time together when we feel lonely..."

"Will we ever do this again?" Elizabeth smirked, curling up into Jack's chest.

Jack tipped her chin up with one finger.

"Luv, we will definitely do this again. Just give me a minute or two to get me strength back."

Elizabeth casually laid one arm on his side and smiled. "Good."

THE END!