Pirate Royalty
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Pirates of the Caribbean (All) › Het - Male/Female › Jack/Elizabeth
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
4
Views:
2,342
Reviews:
11
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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I do not own the Pirates of the Caribbean movie series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Here For You
I’ll try to make the next chapters longer from here on out, but they may be cut a little short…due to midterms! ;D
Chapter Three- Here For You
Gentle waves broke over the stern of a small yet adequate merchant vessel. Jack smirked to himself, not any longer was this a merchant vessel…it was in fact a commandeered vessel.
After professing his need to leave the island to a greatly relieved Gibbs, they had set about escaping the damning island. Setting up watch for any ships in the horizon had proved to be surprisingly fruitful. Once they had spotted the merchant vessel The Golden Queen, he had known that their opportune moment had come to pass. Fortunately the ships size was a stroke of luck, being that there was not enough crew to successfully fight off two determined pirates. Sending off the survivors in their now abandoned longboat Jack hoped that they were as lucky as he had always been finding passage away from said island.
They had already made a brief stop over in Tortuga, picking up supplies…necessary for nothing short of a miracle transformation. Jack chuckled as he looked over at his first mate who was still gaping at him. Running his fingers over his now disturbingly smooth chin Jack considered the very interesting information he had learned about a certain Governor of Port Royal
Meanwhile In Port Royal
Maids scurried about Elizabeth’s room in a chaotic frenzy, hands mercilessly picked and pulled at her hair and clothing. Elizabeth sighed in consternation, how lovely that Norrington had chosen to throw an engagement party that had the theme of a masquerade. Wouldn’t that be wonderful if she could in fact be someone else, she scornfully thought.
Pushing away the grasping hands, raising one long finger and pointing at the frenzied throng of maids she ordered “Please leave me be, I must have time to collect myself…and that is hardly probable with this…this commotion” She declared in an authoritative voice that belied a hint of frustration.
A moment of silence laid upon the room, finally the lead maid curtsied and lead the group out.
Elizabeth smoothed her hand down the numerous flounces that adorned her satin skirt; eyeing the dress…a faint smirk appeared on her face. Norrington had generously allowed her to be in complete control of her costume, his mistake. The dress was certainly beautiful, and completely scandalous. Her gaze traveled upwards, admiring the wide expanse of creamy flesh exposed by the low cut neckline. To top it off, her tawny hair had been done up in cascading ringlets, her cheeks and full mouth rouged. Elizabeth shook her head in amusement, if James really was going to force her hand…then she would show him that she was anything but a lady…”Strumpet..” she murmured to her reflection.
An hour later
Jack sauntered into the Governor’s mansion an air of pompousness curling ‘round his impressive physique. The room hushed, all eyes drinking in his image…he was resplendent… a fine uniform of velvet and silk in a midnight blue hue. He smirked, if they only knew what was underneath his cape, weapons fit for a pirate. Ah but his disguise would hold considerable distraction to that little fact.
The Announcer’s eyes widened when Jack whispered what he should be addressed as. Clearing his throat the man managed to croak out… “Ladies and Gentlemen please do welcome the Duke of Monmouth James Scott.”
Inclining his head rather regally (or so he thought so) Jack scanned the rather crowded ballroom. As far as he could tell she was naught in attendance yet.
Grabbing a glass of bubbly he sighed in relief, finally a drink of something. Just as he was about to swallow a rather large mouthful of the intoxicating stuff his eyes were inexplicably drawn to a grand staircase. A lady was descending the stairs, causing quite a stir in the ballroom. When he realized who she was he promptly began choking, feebly trying to not draw any attention he turned away sputtering.
Elizabeth…she…looks like a fiery temptress…am I dreaming? Jack rubbed his forehead in confusion. He had never seen her like this. Descending the stairs she appeared as if she had walked straight out of one of his vivid fantasies. Her hair was in ringlets, tumbling around a face that was gorgeous beyond words, flashing eyes… full red lips…flushed cheeks.. And …Oh god the dress It was a confection made out of ruby red satin, striking against her faintly golden skin. Oh but it was scandalous, a plunging neckline, frothy barely there sleeves, a slit showing off one slender leg!
A sudden hand on his arm broke Jack out of his wet dream come true. Spinning around he nearly gasped when he realized that he was face to face with Governor James Norrington. Infinitely grateful for his blue satin mask, Jack nervously cleared his throat. James grinned at him, in his haughtiest tone “Why Duke, I am beyond honored to have you attending my humble ball.” Inwardly sighing in relief Jack faintly smiled back, “But of course Governor, I have heard great things of Port Royal, it was time for a visit” he replied in a refined tone. James nodded in enthusiasm, “Ah yes yes, a beautiful place is it not?” he said with a faint gleam of cunning in his eyes.
Just then Elizabeth glided towards them. Both men stared at her in a shocked silence. Finally, with a slightly embarrassed look on his face James took Elizabeth’s arm, turning her to face Jack. Flinching at his touch she gazed up at the mysterious man that had been conversing with James. She boldly looked him up and down, feeling a sudden overwhelming desire to memorize his characteristics. His slightly longish hair was a gleaming dark brown, framing a face half covered in a mask, which however didn’t hide the oddly beautiful structure of his face. Glancing lower, she noticed that his lips were unusually full…even sensuous. Looking up she started in surprise when he stared back at her with dark languid eyes. Smirking slightly, he turned to James and drawled out “And who may this gorgeous lady be?” James glanced over at the Duke suspiciously, putting his arm around Elizabeth possessively. “This is Miss Elizabeth Swann, my betrothed” He firmly recounted. Smiling Jack looked deeply into Elizabeth’s eyes, and much to her surprise lightly took one of her hands, which he then proceeded to brush his full lips with. Desperately fending off a gasp, Elizabeth was dismayed when she felt a small flame of desire course though her body at the strangers touch. This was disrupted when much to her astonishment James introduced the man as the Duke of Monmouth . “Do call me James though” He said in his huskily seductive voice.
Note: Although the Duke of Monmouth did exist, this is a work of fiction and in no way represents reality.
Cliffhanger aye? Is Jack really a Duke, or is he attempting to pull off a near impossible act? Will Elizabeth realize who he is, or has she already? And finally, how will they escaped the cold clutches of Norrington? This and more will be answered in time my dear readers. And be prepared for some smut, very soon!
And to aid you all in visualizing Jack and Elizabeth, the following pictures:
http://www.deppimpact.com/misc/photography/slides/smoke004.html
http://www.deppimpact.com/misc/photography/slides/vanityfair013.html
http://www.keiraknightley.com/media/displayimage.php?album=47&pos=23
http://www.keiraknightley.com/media/displayimage.php?album=47&pos=22
And once again, thank you for reviewing!
Chapter Three- Here For You
Gentle waves broke over the stern of a small yet adequate merchant vessel. Jack smirked to himself, not any longer was this a merchant vessel…it was in fact a commandeered vessel.
After professing his need to leave the island to a greatly relieved Gibbs, they had set about escaping the damning island. Setting up watch for any ships in the horizon had proved to be surprisingly fruitful. Once they had spotted the merchant vessel The Golden Queen, he had known that their opportune moment had come to pass. Fortunately the ships size was a stroke of luck, being that there was not enough crew to successfully fight off two determined pirates. Sending off the survivors in their now abandoned longboat Jack hoped that they were as lucky as he had always been finding passage away from said island.
They had already made a brief stop over in Tortuga, picking up supplies…necessary for nothing short of a miracle transformation. Jack chuckled as he looked over at his first mate who was still gaping at him. Running his fingers over his now disturbingly smooth chin Jack considered the very interesting information he had learned about a certain Governor of Port Royal
Meanwhile In Port Royal
Maids scurried about Elizabeth’s room in a chaotic frenzy, hands mercilessly picked and pulled at her hair and clothing. Elizabeth sighed in consternation, how lovely that Norrington had chosen to throw an engagement party that had the theme of a masquerade. Wouldn’t that be wonderful if she could in fact be someone else, she scornfully thought.
Pushing away the grasping hands, raising one long finger and pointing at the frenzied throng of maids she ordered “Please leave me be, I must have time to collect myself…and that is hardly probable with this…this commotion” She declared in an authoritative voice that belied a hint of frustration.
A moment of silence laid upon the room, finally the lead maid curtsied and lead the group out.
Elizabeth smoothed her hand down the numerous flounces that adorned her satin skirt; eyeing the dress…a faint smirk appeared on her face. Norrington had generously allowed her to be in complete control of her costume, his mistake. The dress was certainly beautiful, and completely scandalous. Her gaze traveled upwards, admiring the wide expanse of creamy flesh exposed by the low cut neckline. To top it off, her tawny hair had been done up in cascading ringlets, her cheeks and full mouth rouged. Elizabeth shook her head in amusement, if James really was going to force her hand…then she would show him that she was anything but a lady…”Strumpet..” she murmured to her reflection.
An hour later
Jack sauntered into the Governor’s mansion an air of pompousness curling ‘round his impressive physique. The room hushed, all eyes drinking in his image…he was resplendent… a fine uniform of velvet and silk in a midnight blue hue. He smirked, if they only knew what was underneath his cape, weapons fit for a pirate. Ah but his disguise would hold considerable distraction to that little fact.
The Announcer’s eyes widened when Jack whispered what he should be addressed as. Clearing his throat the man managed to croak out… “Ladies and Gentlemen please do welcome the Duke of Monmouth James Scott.”
Inclining his head rather regally (or so he thought so) Jack scanned the rather crowded ballroom. As far as he could tell she was naught in attendance yet.
Grabbing a glass of bubbly he sighed in relief, finally a drink of something. Just as he was about to swallow a rather large mouthful of the intoxicating stuff his eyes were inexplicably drawn to a grand staircase. A lady was descending the stairs, causing quite a stir in the ballroom. When he realized who she was he promptly began choking, feebly trying to not draw any attention he turned away sputtering.
Elizabeth…she…looks like a fiery temptress…am I dreaming? Jack rubbed his forehead in confusion. He had never seen her like this. Descending the stairs she appeared as if she had walked straight out of one of his vivid fantasies. Her hair was in ringlets, tumbling around a face that was gorgeous beyond words, flashing eyes… full red lips…flushed cheeks.. And …Oh god the dress It was a confection made out of ruby red satin, striking against her faintly golden skin. Oh but it was scandalous, a plunging neckline, frothy barely there sleeves, a slit showing off one slender leg!
A sudden hand on his arm broke Jack out of his wet dream come true. Spinning around he nearly gasped when he realized that he was face to face with Governor James Norrington. Infinitely grateful for his blue satin mask, Jack nervously cleared his throat. James grinned at him, in his haughtiest tone “Why Duke, I am beyond honored to have you attending my humble ball.” Inwardly sighing in relief Jack faintly smiled back, “But of course Governor, I have heard great things of Port Royal, it was time for a visit” he replied in a refined tone. James nodded in enthusiasm, “Ah yes yes, a beautiful place is it not?” he said with a faint gleam of cunning in his eyes.
Just then Elizabeth glided towards them. Both men stared at her in a shocked silence. Finally, with a slightly embarrassed look on his face James took Elizabeth’s arm, turning her to face Jack. Flinching at his touch she gazed up at the mysterious man that had been conversing with James. She boldly looked him up and down, feeling a sudden overwhelming desire to memorize his characteristics. His slightly longish hair was a gleaming dark brown, framing a face half covered in a mask, which however didn’t hide the oddly beautiful structure of his face. Glancing lower, she noticed that his lips were unusually full…even sensuous. Looking up she started in surprise when he stared back at her with dark languid eyes. Smirking slightly, he turned to James and drawled out “And who may this gorgeous lady be?” James glanced over at the Duke suspiciously, putting his arm around Elizabeth possessively. “This is Miss Elizabeth Swann, my betrothed” He firmly recounted. Smiling Jack looked deeply into Elizabeth’s eyes, and much to her surprise lightly took one of her hands, which he then proceeded to brush his full lips with. Desperately fending off a gasp, Elizabeth was dismayed when she felt a small flame of desire course though her body at the strangers touch. This was disrupted when much to her astonishment James introduced the man as the Duke of Monmouth . “Do call me James though” He said in his huskily seductive voice.
Note: Although the Duke of Monmouth did exist, this is a work of fiction and in no way represents reality.
Cliffhanger aye? Is Jack really a Duke, or is he attempting to pull off a near impossible act? Will Elizabeth realize who he is, or has she already? And finally, how will they escaped the cold clutches of Norrington? This and more will be answered in time my dear readers. And be prepared for some smut, very soon!
And to aid you all in visualizing Jack and Elizabeth, the following pictures:
http://www.deppimpact.com/misc/photography/slides/smoke004.html
http://www.deppimpact.com/misc/photography/slides/vanityfair013.html
http://www.keiraknightley.com/media/displayimage.php?album=47&pos=23
http://www.keiraknightley.com/media/displayimage.php?album=47&pos=22
And once again, thank you for reviewing!