Delightful Contempt

Chapter 4:

A/N: Okay Will is resuming his captaincy aboard the Flying Dutchman. Elizabeth and Jack have it out over Will. Of course there will be more angst-filled sex between Jack and Elizabeth. Please read and review!

It seemed to feel like an eternity had passed by before the port of Tortuga finally came into view as the Black Pearl sailed towards it. Will sighed heavily as he watched the crew scurry about quickly to drop anchor. Once the anchor had been dropped only a few moments passed before suddenly the calm surface of the water was broken by the appearance of the Flying Dutchman. Water poured from every crevice of the ghost ship as it broke the surface of the water to come to rest on the top of it beside the Black Pearl. Elizabeth stared at the ship with wide brown eyes as the crew emerged from the lower decks to stand at the railing looking back at her. Will wasted no time in grabbing a line that hung from the main mast of the Pearl and climbed up to stand on the railing. Looking back over his shoulder at Elizabeth he cast her a sad smile before swinging over onto the deck of the Flying Dutchman. Jack sauntered down the steps of the wheel deck to stand next to Elizabeth. He draped an arm around her shoulders loosely making her look up at him.

“Not t’ worry love, I’ll console ye.”

Shrugging his arm off her shoulders she scowled up at him before speaking. “As if I would need you to console me.”

“Stranger things have happened Izzy.”

“Well that may be true, but not to worry Captain Sparrow, I can assure you that I will definitely not be needing any sort of consoling from the likes of you.”

Jack placed a hand over his heart feigning hurt. “Ye cut me t’ the quick love.”

“Good.”

“Not good! Tell me something Izzy?”

“What?”

“When did ye become so utterly hateful?”

“I’m not….I just despise you that’s all.”

He grinned broadly flashing his gold teeth making her roll her eyes. “Oh right, I almost forgot. Ye know what they say…..when a person is mean t’ someone, it means that deep down they really like ye.”

She frowned before replying. “Not so in this case Captain Sparrow.”

“Back t’ formalities again I see?”

“Yes.”

“Why bother when ye know how things always end with us?”

“I fully intend on doing everything in my power to keep those filthy thieving hands of your as far away from me as humanly possible.”

Jack chuckled making her scowl at him again as they continued watching the Flying Dutchman sail away towards the horizon taking Will further away from them with each passing moment. “Oh ye don’t mean that Izzy. Besides ye can’t resist me anyway.”

“You’ve lost what was left of your rum soaked brain. I most certainly can resist you.”

“Prove it.”

“With pleasure Captain Sparrow!”

“If what ye say is true an’ ye truly can resist me then what’s the harm in simply calling me Jack?”

Elizabeth opened her mouth to reply but then shut it quickly. Oh he was trying to goad her and she wasn’t about to take the bait. There was plenty of harm in addressing him by his given name. As much as she might dislike him she couldn’t deny that he was dangerously handsome. Finally feeling that she could answer without her voice cracking or trembling she spoke.

“It’s highly inappropriate for me to call you by your first name.”

“Oh please, ye an’ I both know we’re well past formalities Elizabeth.”

Her cheeks burned from the blush that crept onto her face as he stared down at her with those smoldering coffee colored eyes of his. It ought to be against the law for a man to have such mesmerizing eyes as his. She felt her knees beginning to turn to jelly and threaten to give way at any moment. Grabbing onto the railing she clutched it so tightly that her knuckles turned white. Jack smirked as he noticed her discomfort. So he made her weak in the knees did he? Good. He wanted to have precisely that affect on her.

“This is hardly the time or the place to talk about such things Captain Sparrow.”

“Oh? Well if we can’t talk bout it here then what bout in me cabin?”

He raised his eyebrows at her waiting for her to answer. Suddenly it felt like it was a hundred degrees hotter the longer he stared at her. She reached up with her left hand and wiped away the beads of sweat that had started to form on her forehead. Jack ran his tongue over his weathered bottom lip wetting it which made it glisten in the sunlight. God why the hell was it so hot all of a sudden? And when had her mouth gotten so incredibly dry? Elizabeth swallowed thickly trying to rid herself of the dryness in her mouth and throat. But it didn’t help. In fact it only served to make her more aware of the cottony feeling in her mouth.

Seeing Elizabeth swallow a few times Jack held out the bottle of rum that he had been holding in front of her. She hastily took it from him and brought it up to her lips. He watched as she opened those deliciously plump and perfectly kissable lips of hers to take a generous swig from the bottle. Yes that’s it, take another drink just like that one! Jack continued to stare as she took another long drink from the bottle before handing it back to him. Her hand came up to wipe her mouth with the back of her sleeve. Smiling Jack turned the bottle up to take a drink himself. Elizabeth stared out to sea and saw that the Flying Dutchman had disappeared on the horizon. Just like that Will was gone. And he hadn’t even bothered to tell her goodbye! How could he leave and not say goodbye to her? Her bottom lip trembled catching Jack’s attention.

“It’ll be alright love.”

She drew in a sharp breath before replying. “I don’t need any reassuring words from you Jack!”

“Careful now love, I was jus’ trying t’ be a friend that’s all.”

“Well you’re not my friend!”

With a huff she turned and began walking towards the stairs to head below deck to her little storage closet turned cabin. Jack glanced around seeing a couple of the crew had heard her nasty reply to his attempt to be polite. Glaring he turned the bottle up and took a long pull from it. Then he barked out orders making them jump.

“What the bloody hell are ye looking at? Get back t’ yer stations! Weigh anchor an’ turn bout now!”

Ragetti and Pintel scurried to do as Jack had ordered nearly running over each other in the process. Turning around Jack glared at Elizabeth’s back as he started walking after her. Who the hell was she to embarrass him in front of his crew? Or anyone for that matter. His stride was much longer than hers so it didn’t take him long to shorten the distance between them. Jack caught up with her at the first step grabbing her arm making her glare over her shoulder at him.

“Let go!”

“I don’t think so love.”

“What, didn’t like the way I talked to you on deck?”

“As a matter of fact, no I didn’t. Didn’t like the tone ye used Izzy.”

“Oh and I suppose you’re going to punish me now?”

He frowned at the smug look that was stretched across her pretty face. Then squeezing her arm tighter he yanked her closer to him.

“”Ye deserve any punishment I see fit t’ give ye Elizabeth!”

“Ooh I’m really scared! What more can you do to me Jack?”

“There’s plenty that I can do t’ ye love.”

“Not likely.”

The scowl deepened on his face as he stepped down below her and started walking down the narrow walkway towards her tiny cabin. He yanked Elizabeth into movement behind him making her yelp at the suddenness of his actions. She tried to pull her arm from his vice like grip but it was no use. Jack pulled her down the hall until they reached her tiny storage closet cabin and then he pushed the door open. Yanking Elizabeth in front of him he shoved her inside before stepping into the tiny space shutting the door behind him and latching it. She glared up at him his fingers still tightly closed around her slender arm.

“Are you quite finished yet Jack?”

“Not hardly Izzy. M’ the captain of this ship an’ ye will address me with due respect! Is that clear?”

“Or else what?”

“Yer a spoiled little brat who’s in desperate need of a paddling t’ yer rear missy!”

“Oh and you’re going to give it to me I suppose?”

“Precisely darling.”

“I’d like to see you try it! My father never even raised a hand to me!”

“Clearly that’s what’s wrong with ye!”

“You pig!”

“If ye were my daughter I’d have paddled that bottom of yers quite often! Then maybe ye’d be a little less quick t’ disobey.”

“You’re not man enough to give me a paddling Jack Sparrow!”

She didn’t. He frowned as he let go of her arm and reached down to unbuckle his belt. Had she just dared to say he was too cowardly to spank her? Well he’d show her who was a coward and she was going to be sorry. Jack unfastened his belt pulling it from his waist quickly. She watched as he carefully put his sword and pistol on the barrel that served as a night table next to her bed. Elizabeth backed up until she was pressed up against the door. Turning around she quickly fumbled with the latch trying to unlock it and run away. Jack grabbed her arm and yanked her away from the door and tossed her on the bed. She glared up at him angrily.

“Drop yer breeches an’ turn round love.”

“No!”

“Disobeying an order eh? Yer jus’ making yer punishment more severe Izzy.”

“You’re not going to touch me! You’re just trying to scare me!”

“Am I? Drop yer breeches now Elizabeth!”

She sat there not moving staring at him wide eyed. Jack groaned as he set his belt on the barrel and reached for her waist. His rough hands unfastened her breeches easily yanking them off her hips. Elizabeth yelped as her breeches were pulled down to her knees and then she was roughly turned onto her stomach. Placing a calloused hand in the middle of her back Jack held her down as he reached for his leather belt. Elizabeth squeezed her eyes shut as she waited for the first blow to be delivered. And then it came. A surge of stinging pain shot through her backside where Jack had hit her with his belt. Tears pricked her eyes making her squeeze them shut even harder. Another surge of pain swept through her as he delivered another blow. Her hands fisted in the blanket as he continued to swat her backside with the belt. After what she had thought to be five or maybe even ten lashes she heard Jack refastening his belt and returning his sword and pistol to his sides. Tears had managed to slide down her cheeks even though she had tried desperately to keep them from falling. Then she felt his hand gently caressing her backside where he had struck her. The pads of his fingers made small soothing little circles on the throbbing flesh.

“M’ sorry love, ye gave me no choice.”

She spoke through gritted teeth. “You had a choice Jack, you just chose to not to acknowledge it!”

His fingers slid over her backside until they came to rest on the edge of her crevice. Elizabeth tensed as she waited to see what he would do next. After a moment of holding her breath she felt his fingertips run along the crevice until they were inching down between her thighs towards her center. She let out the breath she had been holding in the form of a small gasp as his thick calloused fingers slipped between the silken folds of her womanhood. Jack grinned as he felt her begin to dampen almost immediately as he pushed two of his fingers inside her heat. Elizabeth bit back a moan as she rocked back against his fingers making them sink deeper inside her. Then realizing she was encouraging him she scooted forward trying to break the intimate contact.

“Stop it Jack!”

“Ye don’t want me t’ stop Izzy.”

“Yes I do!”

“Really?”

“Yes!”

Jack pressed his fingers more into her heat and then raised his thumb to press it against her clit making her back arch. Elizabeth cursed under her breath as she rocked her hips back against his fingers again only this time a little harder than before.

“See love, ye don’t want me t’ stop.”

“Damn you!”

“Damn me as much as ye like Izzy, doesn’t change the fact ye still want me.”

“Just shut up and fuck me Jack!”

Jack smirked at her frustration and then felt his cock throb at her coarse words. Reaching up with his free hand he unfastened his belt and let his breeches drop to his knees. Elizabeth felt the mattress give way a little underneath the weight of Jack’s body as he climbed onto the bed behind her. She felt him withdraw his fingers from her pulsing heat as he guided his erection to her. Jack groaned as he rubbed the thick head of his cock in between her silky folds lubricating himself before thrusting inside of her. Elizabeth whimpered when she felt Jack push himself inside her to the hilt his hands roughly grasping her hips. They quickly fell into a rhythm thrusting against each other. She grabbed the blanket beneath her tightly as Jack pounded into her from behind. Her orgasm was bubbling up inside her at a scorching pace. It wouldn’t be much longer now. Especially if Jack kept rotating his hips against her the way that he was. Jack thrust hard into her making her small perky breasts bounce and her arms tremble as they threatened to give out. She sucked in a sharp breath as she felt the first trembling of her inner walls begin around Jack’s throbbing cock. Jack grunted out her name as he pumped deeper into her now clenching heat.

Her fingers gripped the blanket tighter as her breaths began to come at a more ragged pace. Her skin felt as if it were on fire the closer she got to her climax. And then it hit her. She arched her back as she pushed her hips into Jack’s pelvis sending him plunging into her welcoming depths. Her head tilted back making her tawny hair spill down her elegant back as she cried out his name. “J-Jack!!”

Jack moaned as he felt her inner walls spasm wildly around his cock milking his release quickly. He threw himself forward falling onto her back as his seed exploded into her body making him shiver against her. She could feel his beard tickling her back as he lay against her trying to catch his breath. After a few moments Jack lifted himself off her making his now softened cock slip from her slick body. Elizabeth gasped as she felt him slide from her entrance making a few drops of his essence dribble down the inside of her thigh. The faint sound of him pulling up his breeches and refastening his belt caught her attention making her turn around so that she was laying on her side watching him. His dark eyes lowered to look at her a small satisfied grin stretched across his face. Her cheeks turned a faint shade of pink making her tea colored eyes fall quickly to the bed. She only looked up again when she heard the door being unlatched. So he was just going to leave now? Standing up she hastily pulled up her breeches and refastened her belt.

“Jack wait!”

He turned around to look at her. “Hmm?”

She didn’t know what to say now that he was standing there looking at her waiting for her to speak. “I…..”

“Yes?” He studied her carefully as she stood there nervously flexing her fingers. Was she going to ask him to stay? Her mouth opened and closed a few times before she finally opened it again.

“I…..I um….”

“”Yes?”

Oh she couldn’t do this! She shouldn’t do this! No she would not ask him to stay. Why should she? Frowning she let her hands fall to her sides limply. No she would not give in and beg him to stay!

“Never mind, it’s nothing.”

“Izzy?”

“Yes?”

Should he ask her if he could stay? He wanted to stay. Oh he wanted to take her upstairs to his cabin and make love to her properly, make her beg for him to never stop touching or kissing her. But he couldn’t, no he wouldn’t. That would just prove that he needed her and that was something she couldn’t be allowed to know. Not ever…..well not yet anyway.

“I….er…well”

“Yes Jack?”

He could see the anxiousness glittering in her eyes. That only served to make him more nervous. He sighed deeply before speaking again.

“Nothing, forget it.”

She sighed as she watched him open the door and leave her cabin shutting the door behind him. Elizabeth felt tears burn her eyes as she sank down onto the bed. God she was such a hypocrite! All the times that she had called him a coward and she couldn’t manage to ask him not to leave. Who was the coward now? Groaning in frustration she flopped down on her back on the bed. Her eyes closed making the tears escape through her thick lashes to trickle down her cheeks. Why did things have to be so difficult with Jack? It was becoming more and more clear that she was in love with him. But she was still loathe to admit it for what he had done to her. And she was fairly certain that he loved her back but also would not dare to admit it for the simple fact that he didn’t trust her. With good reason……she had killed him after all. This would not do, this would not do at all! Suddenly she felt exhausted. Letting her eyes close again she began to doze off thoughts of Jack starting to manifest in her mind.

A/N: Okay Jack and Elizabeth are starting to acknowledge the fact that they’re in love. But they’re not quite ready to admit it to each other just yet! Let me know what you think!