New Horizons

YEY!! New chapter!! Thanks to my beta, DesiringPirates...she is the best! And oh yea....I think you guys will be happy by the end of this one. Enjoy :-)

Chapter 4

He hadn’t left his cabin and he had no idea how much time had passed. He’d passed out a few times, but every time he woke up with the same sickening pain in his chest. "Now I know why Jones cut it out. Bloody women." There was a knock on his cabin door. He staggered to the door, pistol in hand. "Who’s there?"

"Me captain." Came Gibbs voice.

He put his weapon down and opened the door.

"The crew has all returned. Should we set sail for Singapore?" Gibbs asked, clearly confused as to the state Jack was in.

"Aye. Singapore it is." He closed the door and returned to his desk where he proceeded to drink his last bottle of rum. If the crews back it must mean she is too. Surely Gibbs would have said something if she hadn’t returned. Coward….AM NOT! Bloody woman is infuriating. Wears his ring and then kisses me like that.

Meanwhile, Lizzie had returned to the ship, she wasn’t about to let him walk away. She would fight him if he forced her too but she wasn’t about to lose him. She was sitting in her cabin trying to gain enough strength to face Jack. She knew he was drunk, when did Jack Sparrow ever face himself without his rum. She didn’t want to talk to him when he was that drunk. Truth be told she was more scared he would tell her to leave and that would be about all he could say that would get her to. She reached for the necklace and took it off, holding it in her hands. She knew why Jack was mad. After all she knew he loved her, but she almost wanted to see if he would admit it when she provoked him. He must have felt the necklace was her way of clinging to Will. But it wasn’t. It was merely a way for her to remember how she was now free. She placed it in her trunk.

Neither the captain nor his lady friend left their quarters for most of the day. Jack had finally run out of rum and was as sober as he ever was. He wanted to talk to her. But he didn’t know what to say. Surely he couldn’t tell her. But he could hint. He was good at hinting. As long as he knew the whole truth and she didn’t, he was safe. He walked out of his cabin. He walked up to the helm to relieve Gibbs, "Captain. Miss Elizabeth asked me to give you this." His first mate handed him a note and retired to his cabin.

Bugger. Not good. Maybe she didn’t come on board. No don’t even think that Jack. Just read it.

Jack-

I need to talk to you. I don’t want to fight with you, I need for you to understand. Meet me at the bow, late night. And, please don’t drink beforehand.

-Lizzie

Bugger, no rum. I think I liked her better when the only way she could hurt me was by feeding me to a giant beastie.

After leaving the helm with Cotton, Jack strolled to the bow and sat back. He fiddled with his hands and was growing impatient. He needed something in his hand, but she didn’t want a drunk Jack so he started flipping his compass open and closed. He opened it one last time and noticed the dial spinning wildly. He looked at it confused and watched it stop. Singapore’s the other way. He looked in the direction the compass had shown and immediately stood and dropped the compass to his side. She was standing there.

"Elizabeth." He stated coldly. She was only Lizzie when she wasn’t tearing his insides to shreds.

"Jack…"

"Captain." He corrected.

"Fine. Captain Sparrow."

"Get on with it woman," he swirled his arms in the air as if he didn’t really want to be there. "You clearly have something you want to say to me so spit it out already." He turned his back to her and looked out to the ocean. He heard her sniffling as she walked closer to him.

"Jack." She sniffled..

Oh no... she sounds hurt. Wasn’t I supposed to prevent that? Bloody hell. Too late to listen to that advice. He took a deep breath, and then decided: Bugger off Turner!!

He didn’t correct her this time, but he seemed to soften a bit. "What luv?" He turned to look at her.

"I wasn’t trying to cling to Will by wearing that necklace." The more the words escaped her lips the less the tears left her eyes, "I merely had it on for remembrance."

"If it was something you didn’t want, then why remember it?"

"Why do you tie trinkets in your hair to recount your past Jack?" She asked, trying to prove a point. He was slightly confused at where she was going with that question.

"To remind me of me adventures, or misadventures as it were." He glared down at her as he realized what she was doing and lifted his hand to his
favorite one.

"Same idea Jack. The necklace was my prison. This," she waved her arms around referring to the ship, "You," she touched his chest, "are my freedom."

His eyes softened and she could feel his heartbeat rising as he looked into her eyes which began to tear again. "So you aren’t hoping to go back to the eunuch, then?" He searched her eyes looking for the truth.

"No. The necklace has also found its way into a trunk in case you were wondering."

"Why?" he questioned. She had just justified why she was keeping it to him, and now she was hiding it. Strange idea as far as he was concerned, to defend something and then give it up so easily.

"Because it made me fight with the man I…" His lips crushed onto hers and interrupted her, and she felt him lift her and pull her nearer.

"Jack, you didn’t drink tonight!" She smiled widely.

"Aye, luv. Hard as it was for me, I think it may pay off when I don’t forget tonight tomorrow." He quickly swept her up into his arms, kissed her again and headed for his cabin.

She better not go and say what she was going to. This fuzzy feeling is getting annoying, yet I sort of like it when she is like this. Almost as good as me rum….well maybe not that good. My Lizzie. I finally got her. HAHA! And she hasn’t hit me or tried to kill me yet!

He placed her gently on the ground in front of him and locked the door. He turned around slowly to look at her. She had this playful glimmer in her eyes and she looked a little nervous, but she managed to stare him down all the same.

"Lizzie," he stepped to her and wrapped his arms around her waist as he kissed her, "are you sure?" Jack Sparrow was a lot of things but he would never take Lizzie and do the things he had planned to her unless she was completely willing.

"Judging by the fact that I’m Lizzie again, I’m assuming you are no longer mad at me?" She kissed him tenderly and looked deep into his eyes.

"Lizzie, I could never stay mad at you." Did I just say that? Damn fuzzy feeling. Lil Jack get ready! We ARE going pirating tonight mate! "You didn’t answer me."

She kissed him and pulled him towards the bed. She started nibbling on his lower lip as she pulled him down next to her. "Answer your question?" She smiled slyly at him as she began unbuttoning her own shirt.

Shocked he looked at her a moment before speaking, "NO!"

"No?" She looked at him, her eyes shocked and confused.

"No, not no like we’re not doing this. No like I get to unbutton you." He smiled, laughing at her.

"Only if I get to return the favor." She cocked her head to the side and rolled to her back. "Go on Captain, see if you can find the buried treasure." He gulped, the lump in his throat going down hard as he slowly freed her from her shirt.

And when exactly did my Lizzie become this irresistible? My god this is going to be excruciating for me to control myself long enough to let her enjoy her first time. Did I just admit to caring about her enjoying….oh bugger it! I love her, that’s it! FINE. Love her I do. I admit it. Don’t care, either way I win, I have a naked Lizzie in me cabin. HAHA buried treasure for sure and its all mine!

"Oh I’ll find it alright Lizzie. And something tells me you’ll find one of your own as well.." He hungrily seized her lips as he sat her up and finished removing her shirt. He pushed her onto her back and straddled her legs as he kissed his way from her mouth down to her breasts. She moaned and squirmed under him. He looked up at her as he nibbled on her now hardened nipple and couldn’t help but laugh to himself at the reactions he was getting. He lowered his lips to her stomach and kissed her, then he removed her boots and slid her breeches down her legs throwing them to the floor. He couldn't wait to turn to see her in all her naked wonder. He could barely contain his elation.

"I believe its my turn now Jack." She sat up and began removing his shirt. He leaned in and kissed her while she worked.

"I’m all yours." He snuck out between kisses.

She pushed him to the bed and removed the rest of his clothing. Her eyes widened in awe as his fully erect member sprung to life when his pants dipped just below.

"Like what you see, Luv?" She nodded her head, "Just wait til you feel him inside you." She shuddered at his words and he pulled her up to his face and kissed her passionately. He quickly managed to position himself above her. He began kissing the same trail he had before, caressing her sides as he moved. She locked her hands into his hair tugging lightly and moaning as he moved lower. She felt a burn ripping through her body and trembled, as he got closer to her core.

He spread her legs and positioned his mouth in front of her ever-dampening entrance. She looked down at him half confused and half eager. "Just going to warm you up a little, luv" and he separated her folds and began blowing at her fiery center. He wasn’t kidding about the warming part, she felt as though she was going to die if he didn’t stop but she would kill him if he did. Then he introduced his tongue, running it back and forth before plunging it deep inside her. She screamed as he
wiggled it around within her. He slid it out and introduced one finger swirling it around as he began gently nibbling on her most sensitive spot. He added a second finger and she nearly jumped away from him. He quickly grabbed her hips and held her in place as he sucked on her clit relentlessly. She felt the warmth inside her growing to an uncontrollable level as he worked below her. Suddenly she was soaring high above all else, all she could do was scream his name as she shook violently from his ministrations.

He snaked his way up her body and kissed her deeply, deeper than he ever had all the while staring into her eyes. He knew he was going to have to hurt her and he felt badly about it but he could hardly wait any longer. He was painfully hard now, and he needed her around him and moving with him. He broke their kiss, "Lizzie, this is going to hurt, but trust me it will get better fast. Just relax and look at me." She nodded her head in agreement as he positioned himself. Just as his lips met hers he thrust himself into her. Their eyes locked and he ran his hand down her side and to her stomach to soothe her. He could see the tears in her eyes, but she felt so perfect around him. Like no one he had ever been with. She was so right.She thought she was going to rip in two but she believed what he had said to her. She focused on his eyes and now she felt she could see into his soul. She loved him, always had, and always will. She could only hope he wouldn’t tire of her.

She soon realized that the pain had lessened and she was moving with him. He was thrusting himself in and out of her, slowly at first but as she got more comfortable his pace increased. She arched her hips into him but still didn’t feel as close as she could be so she wrapped her legs around his waist and moaned as he filled her more completely. They moved together their eyes never leaving one another. He reached down and touched her where they met and it wasn’t long before she felt that high again and was screaming. Jack continued to thrust into her, moaning as he continued to move in and out.

She soon felt him buck above her and watched as his eyes rolled back in his head while he repeated her name over and over. He clutched onto her hips and moaned her name as he finished, then lightly kissed her cheek. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her to the side as he slipped himself out of her. He looked into her eyes once more and kissed her with all he had left.

They said nothing. They just stared into each other’s eyes, each somehow knowing the other’s thoughts. She was the first to be claimed by sleep. When he heard her snore softly he whispered, "I love you my Lizzie," and kissed her forehead before joining her in slumber.