Pirate Royalty

As always, thanks for reviews… it helps me get motivated to write more! And as far as Jack’s scars on his face; Tortuga is a good place to get makeup tips from strumpets..aye? So, just a bit ‘o powder love! I hope you enjoy the next chapter; my inspiration came from being a bad girl in class and drowning out my Professor with ideas for it. ;D


Chapter Three- Dangerous Seduction

The ballroom was aglow with candlelight and a large prismatic chandelier, which was throwing out dancing rainbows throughout the room. Elizabeth however wasn’t paying too much attention to the scenery; she was instead intently watching the two men at her side as they discussed her no his impending wedding. As she watched, she saw a flicker of emotion quickly pass over the Duke’s face, something very alike to anger. Still curiously staring at him, she dropped her eyes when he turned his to hers.
“Governor, you wouldn’t mind if I asked Miss Swann for a dance?” He smoothly asked.
Norrington did not object in the least, he had just spied a rather wealthy man enter the room.

Jack softly grabbed Elizabeth’s shoulder, positioning his arm around her slender waist. She gasped when she felt his roughened skin against her smooth arm. He proceeded to spin her dizzyingly around the ballroom, every spin pulling her closer to his hard body. Elizabeth momentarily closed her eyes, his nearness a seduction of her senses. Opening them again, she had a noticeably different expression on her face, one hinting at mischief. Jack looked down at her with a bit of suspicion, Oh bugger….when Liz gets that look on her face…. Almost immediately after thinking that he felt her pull closer to him, her slender body pressing impossibly close. She smiled a smug smile, and with a determined boldness snaked her hand underneath his cape brushing her fingers against his belt.
“Eliz…Miss Swann!” He gasped slightly, “that’s highly improper.” With a twinkle in her eye she whispered “I’m sorry, I was just wondering why you would have need of a sword and pistol underneath your cape Duke.” Jack winced, Think…literally…no puns..no no. A dangerous gleam briefly shown in his eyes, bending so that his lips barely grazed her ear he whispered back “That my dear will be answered momentarily.”

Almost as if on cue a crash from outside was heard, along with a loud boom. Men in uniforms came scurrying into the room, all with fear on their faces. “Governor, we are being attacked by pirates” they cried. Norrington ran out of the room with a look of disgust imprinted on his aristocratic features.

Trying to hide a wide grin from breaking out on his face, Jack seized Elizabeth’s hand and pulled her out onto a nearby darkened balcony. Pulling her into its shadows as much as possible.

Turning to face her, he cleared his throat… “Elizabeth…” he started, but was surprised to feel her slender finger on his lips. She grinned, leaned in and said “Captain Sparrow, how ever did you get yourself clean…with a hundred baths?” Jack bit back a chuckle, amusement dancing in his eyes. “How did you suspect that it was me? Since when was I ever Duke of Monmouth to you?” Elizabeth scoffed at him, “Oh please Jack, you may be noticeably changed in the looks department, but your wooing tactics have not changed the slightest.” Seriousness overtook her hazel eyes, emotion shining through, “Thank you for coming Jack…”

Just then the sound of Norrington’s voice echoed closely to their hiding spot on the ballroom’s balcony. Both Jack and Liz froze, she moved slightly closer to him. “No sudden movements,” he quietly said. “Jack,” she whispered… “Yes?” he replied, hoping that she wouldn’t give them away with her incessant chatting. “Could you put your hand…up…my..my thigh” she said almost inaudibly. Jack inwardly groaned, “Lizzie, this is hardly the time for that he said in exasperation. She giggled slightly, “No Jack, there’s a dagger strapped there…it’s my only weapon.” “Ooh, a dangerous woman” he said, his eyes darkening with desire.” Moving even closer he lightly ran his hand up the slit of her dress, brushing his hand up her silky thigh. Elizabeth’s breathing became shallow, her cheeks flushing. “Jack!” she yelped, “you went past it!” “My bad, luv” he said rather roguishly.

A clicking sound was suddenly heard behind the pair. Jack turned around, to face a fuming Norrington. “Captain Sparrow, I didn’t think that you had this in you..” He gestured at Jack with his gun..ice in his voice. Norrington stepped closer, an evil look on his face, “You must really care for Miss Swann.” Before he could continue, Jack lunged forward holding a dagger to the wretched mans throat. Snarling in anger Jack pressed the blade to the man’s neck, “you had better shut your mouth” he replied. A flash of fear passed over Elizabeth’s face when she glanced at who Jack held captive. Catching her look, Jack spun Norrington to face him…and in a dangerous tone said “Now James, you haven’t done anything that would compromise this bonny lass…have you?” Meanwhile carefully watching Liz’s face, catching her eyes flash with pain. Gritting his teeth he calmly slit Norrington’s throat.

Elizabeth gasped in shock, not because Norrington had been slain right before her eyes but for witnessing Jack’s fierce anger. Jack looked at her, his face grim, unexpectedly he gently grabbed her into a bone crushing hug, whilst softly saying “It’s alright luv, you are safe now.” Elizabeth melted in his comforting embrace, almost forgetting the background fighting encompassing them. A loud bellow sounded, breaking the moment, and at once a rope was flung upon the balcony. “Captain, you best be leaving that there balcony swiftly” shouted the familiar voice of Gibbs.

That’s all for now! I’m quite tired from a long day. Don’t fear though, more updates will be coming. I have a feeling that this story has a few more chapters in it yet! ;D