ManEater

Elizabeth

I quickly got out of bed and put on the same dress I had on earlier. I would have rather kept on my nightgown with my night coat over it, but I didn’t want Jack to get the wrong idea. I was only going to see him to talk, and nothing else… I opened my door quietly and peered into the dimly lit hallway. I did not want anyone seeing me leave the mansion, especially Will. That would ruin my plans and make him even more suspicious about my behavior. As I crept down the stairs, I heard footsteps coming from down below. “Oh no, I’ve got to hide before someone sees me” I whispered under my breath. Luckily, the footsteps did not walk into the front hallway, but trailed off into another room.

I took this opportunity and quickly ran out of the front double doors. A strange feeling began to creep up inside me. It felt as if someone was following me, perhaps watching me from a distance. With my heart pounding erratically, I carefully glanced over my shoulder. Just as I suspected; it was no one. It was only my nerves trying to get the best of me.

As I proceeded out of the gates of the estate, I could hear loud laughing and drunken merriment coming from the middle of town. I walked down the partially lit cobblestone streets and noticed that there were people walking and carrying on with their business. I never knew there was so much activity here at night. One can mistake this place for Tortuga at night. A sweet smell of rum and laughing began to intensify as I passed the pub. I quickly crossed the street and walked on the other side, for I did not want anyone to see me, let alone have some drunken man try to converse with me.

After a few minutes I finally reached the beginning of the docks. The warm air blew the familiar scent of the salty sea past my nose, forcing me to think about my journeys at sea…and what I must do about Jack. I closed my eyes and became lost in thought. When I awakened from my trance, I noticed a familiar ship resting on the beach. The moonlight shined brightly in the sky, casting an eerie glow on the infamous Pearl, as if it was inviting me to come closer. My heart beat faster with every step I took towards the ship. I was both nervous and anxious that Jack might be in there, hopefully awake and not drunk. As I got closer, I noticed that there were no lights shining in the cabin or on deck nor was there any campfire on the beach. Maybe they’re in the pub or exploring somewhere? Perhaps I should come back another time? No. I must see Jack tonight. I have to get this done and over with. Besides, I’m absolutely sure he wouldn’t mind late night company.

I walked up on the ramp and onto the main deck of the Pearl and headed straight for the Captain's Cabin. I opened the door and walked into the moonlit room. Immediately I began to sense that the room somehow, was beginning to cast a spell over me. I felt as if I belonged in here…as if something was demanding me to stay. There was something here that I needed…something that I could not leave alone…and I knew exactly what it was. I walked further inside and noticed two empty bottles of rum sitting on Jack’s desk. I smiled to myself as I picked up one bottle. “Poor Jack. If he could only realize how rum is a vile drink that can turn the most respectable men into complete scoundrels. Jack when will you learn?” I sighed as I placed the bottle back onto the desk.


I walked over to the corner and sat down on Jack’s bed. I was surprised that the bed was so soft and comfortable for it to belong to a pirate. I expected it to be hard and cold and smell of rum, but I could only smell the scent of the sea. After a few moments of waiting in the dark silence for Jack, it became difficult for me to keep my eyes open. I kept nodding off to sleep with every passing moment, so I decided to lie down and rest. Before I could close my eyes and drift off to sleep, I heard loud, drunken singing off in the distance. I quickly got up and hid in the far back corner of the room, behind one of the long window drapes. As the singing gradually became closer, I recognized that the slurred drunken voices were none other than Gibbs, Ragetti, and Pintel.

“Hey Capn’ care ta join us on the beach tonight? Tha moon is shinin’ and the stars are twinklin’ for us tonight sir!” I heard Gibbs ask.

“Yeah come on Capn’! Tha night’s still young and we can drink more rum ‘round the campfire and sing more songs!” Ragetti stated.

After a few moments, a very familiar, commanding voice resonated through the crowd.

“You know mates, that sounds all fun and dandy but your Capn’ must get his beauty rest.”

“Aw come on Capn’! Stop actin’ like some prissy eunuch!” Pintel pleaded jokingly.

“No gents, sorry to disappoint you but I’m stickin’ to me plans, savvy? Off you go. See you in the mornin’ now shoo, be gone!” The captain’s voice said as his footsteps got closer to the door.

My heart began to beat faster with excitement as I heard the doorknob turn. I held my breath as the door opened. I tried very hard to keep myself from running over to him and hugging him tightly. But I wasn’t here for that. I was here to talk…to cut him loose. I decided to wait for the opportune moment to come out of my hiding place.


Jack Sparrow

As I stepped into my cabin and closed the door, a faint smell of lilac perfume struck my nose. “That’s funny, I don’t remember puttin’ on any perfume, let alone any woman’s perfume” I said aloud as I stumbled further inside. I think I’ve drunk myself too much. I could barely stand! Six tall bottles of rum is too much in one night, even for an alcoholic like me! I struggled to find my way over to the bed before I could collapse onto the floor. I took off my hat and coat and lazily threw them on the floor. I was too drunk to put them in their proper place, too drunk too even care.

As I lay down on my bed, I noticed that one side was warm, as if someone had just been there. I also noticed that the sweet smell of the lilac perfume still lingered in the air and was much stronger on my bed. I was confused for a moment, thinking that my drunk mind was playing tricks on me, but I couldn’t ignore the fact that the smell and the warmth was too real for me to imagine. I had to investigate and see what it is…who it is. I sluggishly got up from bed and turned on the lantern. I stumbled over to my desk and plopped down heavily in my chair. After a few moments, I sobered up and realized that I wasn’t the only one in my cabin. I walked over to the back of the room and noticed movement reflecting in the mirror. I could see from the reflection that there was someone standing behind one of the window drapes. Alarmed, I placed my hand on my gun, incase it was an intruder waiting to attack me. But then I noticed that it was no intruder at all, it was a woman hiding behind the curtain. I could tell it was a woman because the lilac perfume smelled even stronger over here. It wasn’t just any woman, it was my dear Lizzie. I remember smelling that same perfume on her earlier today. A smile began to spread across my face as I was wondering why she was in here. I guess she wants to see ol’ Capn’ Jack’s goods. Being the man that I am, I would never want to disappoint a fair maiden, so I decided that I would give her a private show.

I made sure that I stood directly a few feet in front of her and faced the mirror so that I could watch her from the mirror as she watched me. I slowly and enticingly unbuttoned my shirt and glanced into the mirror. I could see that she was watching me…I could see the desperation in her eyes that she wanted to come out of her hiding place. She wanted to come closer to me. I knew I had to coax her out, so I decided to entice her even more. I removed my shirt completely, revealing my muscular chest that had a few scars engraved on it. I glanced up again and noticed that she was slowly walking towards me, as if she was in a trance. I knew she couldn't resist ol' Capn' Jack...I knew she wanted my goods. I pretended that I didn’t see her and I began to remove my sash from my trousers until I felt her body standing behind me.

“It’s quite rude and improper to undress in front of a woman Captain Sparrow.”

A huge smile spread across my face. “Oh is that so?” I replied as I turned around to face her. “Well tell me this. Isn’t it rude and dangerous for someone to be sneaking in the Capn’s quarters without the Capn’ being around? Oh, and not to mention watching said captain undress?” I stared straight into her brown eyes, and found myself captivated by her beauty. I could tell she was lost for words and beginning to become flustered with me. Her cheeks began to blush and her eyes were full of anger and lust as she turned her eyes away from my face and looked at my chest. I hope this young lass could stop torturing herself and just give into temptation, besides, I wouldn’t mind at all if she did.

I stepped closer to her and lifted up her chin so that our eyes could meet. I could feel her trembling as soon as my hand touched her soft skin. After a few moments of gazing quietly into each other’s eyes, she stepped away from me, as if she was trying to free herself from the seductive hold I had on her.

“Never mind that Jack, I came here to talk, not for any foolishness or any perversions you are thinking about.” Elizabeth said defiantly, trying hard not to look at my chest.

“Well love, if you came to talk, here, sit with me at the table and let’s talk.” I pulled out a seat for her and sat at the opposite end. I could see it in her eyes that something was stirring up in that pretty little head of hers. For some reason, she wouldn’t look at me. Maybe she’s trying not to torture herself by staring at my chest.

“Would you like it if I put on my shirt love? I could see that I’m distracting you from something.”

She glanced up at me with an angry expression on her face. “Jack, for your information I would never stare at you. How dare you say that you are a distraction and imply that I am gawking over your body!” She replied sounding flushed and at the same time enchanted by my charms.

I couldn’t help but to continue smiling and gaze upon her beautiful face. If she was actually here to talk, I knew it in my heart what she wanted to say…what she wanted to ask…

“Jack, in all seriousness, I want to know something…”

“Yes love?”

“I want to know why after we rescued you, you refused to talk to me about what I did to you? We didn’t talk about the kiss we shared. It bothered me so much that I…I…”

“Well Elizabeth, I’ll tell you why we didn’t talk about it. I was at first upset and angry about your mutiny against me. I was never expecting that from you…but then when I think about it, I was glad you did it. Sure it almost cost me my life and a bloody monster swallowed me, but I’m glad that you figured out that the Kraken was after me. I’m glad that you saved my crew and forced me to face my fate. I would’ve done the same…we’re daft lass, two peas in a pod. That’s why I can’t be mad at you. But as I sat in the bowels of the Kraken trying to find a way out, I couldn’t stop thinking about one thing…why did you kiss me? I knew it wasn’t just to distract me. It’s because of something else ain’t it young missy?” I got out of my chair and sat down in another chair next to her. The color on Elizabeth’s face flushed white. I could see beads of sweat forming on her forehead and around her neck, trickling into her bosom.

“I think it’s getting awfully warm in here don’t you think?” Elizabeth asked as she fanned herself. I grinned at her devilishly for I knew I was getting to her.

“In answer to your question Jack, I kissed you because…because…” My heart began to pound harder in my chest as I anxiously awaited her words.

“…Because I love you Jack! Alright I’ve said it! Damn you!” She blurted out angrily as tears streamed down her flushed cheeks. Those three words took me by surprise as I sat back in my chair and stared at her in awe and bewilderment. Yes there have been many many women who have told me that they loved me, but it was only said in a moment of incredible passion. But no woman has ever told me she loved me because of who I am. Not just because I’m a Capn’, but because I’m Jack Sparrow. But what about dear William? Did she stop loving him for me? I couldn’t blame her, being as though he’s a eunuch and all. I don’t care about her reasons; just knowing that I have her heart is all that matters.

I got up from my seat and knelt down in front of her…something I’ve never done before to a woman. “Elizabeth, please don’t cry, it’s alright…”

“No it’s not alright! I never intended to fall in love with you! You’re a blasted pirate for God’s sake! I’m sorry Jack. I didn’t mean that. It’s just that…that damn compass keeps pointing to you and not to Will! I’m supposed to love Will not you!”

I could feel her anguish and knew that the situation had become much more serious now. I decided that I had to help her truly see where her heart lay. I grabbed her gently by the hands and led her over to where my coat lay on the floor. I took the compass out of the pocket and placed it into her trembling hands.

“Elizabeth, you can’t blame the compass. It only tells you what’s true inside your heart. Maybe your heart has changed and it will point to Will and not me. You must open it now and see where it points.”

She gradually stopped crying and breathed in a few breaths as she opened the compass. After a few moments, I noticed her eyes widening with delight. Perhaps it did point to William. If it had pointed to me, she would have been carrying on again. A part of me felt hurt and relief at the same time. I don’t have time to be truly loved by a woman…or have time to truly love a woman. Perhaps it’s for the best…She then placed the compass down on my desk and stepped closer to me…closer than we had ever been. I could see something that I’ve never seen before in her eyes. It was hunger…the type of hunger that shows your desire for someone. She cupped my face into her hands and smiled devilishly at me. The very touch of her soft hands made me shudder…I knew what was coming next.

We gazed into each other’s eyes for what seemed like an eternity, until she began to speak.

“Jack, it seems that nothing is wrong with your damned compass. It pointed to you. I've come to realize that I can't ignore where it points. I can't ignore what's truly in my heart or I will go mad. You are the only one I love and the only one I want. You are what my heart and my body crave. I’m truly sorry for what I said earlier. I didn’t mean that you didn’t matter to me…You mean a lot to me Jack.”

I could feel a rush of excitement and elatedness over her words and the mere fact that the compass pointed back to me. I grinned at her devilishly as I brushed a lock of hair from her face. I grabbed her by the waist and held her tightly in my arms, not wanting to let her go. I knew I had to tell her that I loved her, too, but being the man that I am, I couldn’t. I decided to force the words out of me, no matter how hard they were to say.

“Elizabeth, I…I…”

“Shhh” she quickly interrupted me as she pressed her fingers against my lips. “I already know. You don’t have to say it. We’re two peas in a pod remember?”

With those last words she feverishly pressed her lips against mine. A surge of passion engulfed my body as we kissed. This particular kiss was much better than the first one we shared. I could enjoy the taste of her lips and the soft touch of her body against mine. She broke away from my lips and began kissing my neck and continued down to my chest. I quickly took advantage of this pleasurable moment and unbuttoned her dress. Her dress slowly began to slip off her body, exposing her shoulder. I could not contain myself as an explosion of passion raged in my body. I gently pulled her closer to me and began kissing her down her neck and onto her shoulder. I could hear soft moans coming from her mouth as her knees buckled. I felt her slowly collapse into my arms. I lay her down on top of my coat on the floor, and continued to softly kiss her neck. I then pulled the front of her dress down and began kissing her breasts.

“Jack please don’t stop, please…” she moaned breathlessly. Her moans and her delicate touches almost caused me to lose control of myself. I could feel my “friend” in my pants coming to life with every passing moment...screaming for me to let him out. I slid my hand under her dress and caressed her thigh. I moved my hand up her slender legs until I found her soft, delicate center. Very carefully and gently, I brushed two fingers along her center, and then inside. I could feel her clench as she let out an explosive moan.

“Damn you Jack Sparrow! Damn you to bloody hell! Please don’t stop!” She moaned breathlessly. I continued my ministrations on her, rubbing her pearl at a faster pace. She arched her hips and tilted her head back in complete ecstasy. I felt my member becoming more painfully aroused as I watched her. I gazed into her eyes and withdrew my fingers from inside her. I was about to unbutton my trousers and slide myself inside her and really give her something to scream about until I realized something…she’s a virgin. I kissed her passionately one last time and stood up. She stared at me in bewilderment and concern as I helped her stand.

“Jack what’s wrong? Why did you stop?”

I hesitated for a few minutes before answering her. “I don’t think we should be doing this tonight, love…”

Hurt began to show in her eyes. “Why? Don’t you want to do this? I’m ready to do this if that is what you are concerned about.”

“I just think it’s too early for us to be doing this that’s all, and not on the floor.”

“Well then, we can move to the bed if that’s what’s bothering you…”

“No it’s not that either…it’s just that…well, you’re a virgin and I wouldn’t want you to regret losing something special like that to a pirate.”

I noticed tears beginning to well up in her eyes as she buttoned up her dress and fixed her hair. I could tell that she was hurt. She probably thinks that I don’t love her…but that was certainly not the case. I was for the first time afraid…afraid of taking something like that away from her…afraid that she would regret it. She quickly walked over to the door and turned to face me.

“Jack, you don’t want to make love to me because you don’t love me…You just wanted to tease me…to see how far I would go…as if I’m some sort of toy to you…” She cried as she opened the door.

“No Lizzie that’s not true…I do…”

“Save it! I should have never come here! The only real reason I came was to get rid of you! To rid my love for you! And to think…Jack Sparrow is a good man…you’re nothing but a…” She then slammed the door. I ran after her but she continued to run down the ramp and onto the cobblestone streets. I called out her name, but she would not turn around. For the first time in my life I felt terrible that I had broken a woman’s heart. Not just any woman’s heart, Elizabeth’s. I refused to make love to her because I loved her. I didn’t know how to handle a virgin…something so delicate and pure. I hoped that she would understand that…

After a few moments of watching her disappear into the darkness, I returned inside the cabin. I felt so terrible that for once in my life, I did not desire the comforting taste of rum. I decided to try and get some sleep so I lay down in the darkness and closed my eyes. The sweet smell of lilac perfume still lingered in the air. Every time I closed my eyes, the image of Lizzie’s tearful face flashed inside my head. Just then, a revelation struck me in the head like a sledgehammer. I realized that I couldn’t lose her. I needed her. I must do something that I’ve never done in me whole life…something that is out of my character. I’m going to tell Elizabeth that I love her…