Deliverance And Destruction

A/N: Thank you all so much for the wonderful reviews!! And not to worry…Elizabeth’s marriage won’t remain intact for much longer!! Here’s the latest edition…hope it’s up to par.

Will wiped the sweat from his brow as he continued to pound away at the piece of metal that would eventually become a sword for one of the Royal Navy. It was late and he had been at the smithy all day…but he had no intention of going home. Ever since the evening that he and Elizabeth had exchanged words in front of Jack in the dining hall he had been working until after dark. Will scowled when he thought of Jack being there in his house and spending time with his wife. Why did Elizabeth have to be so bloody infatuated with the good for nothing pirate anyway? She had married him hadn’t she? So why the hell was she acting as if Jack’s feelings were the only thing that mattered now? Pounding away at the metal Will scowled even deeper as his mind continued to wander. As much as he hated to let himself go there he knew that hiding from his latest enemy wasn’t the only thing keeping Jack under their roof.

Oh no…it was perfectly clear to Will that Jack was sticking around if only to remain close to Elizabeth. The sight of the scoundrel watching his precious Elizabeth’s every move was enough to drive him made. So it became clear that the only way to maintain his fragile grip on his sanity was to throw himself headlong into work. It wasn’t as if he didn’t have a lot of work to do…so it was the perfect excuse to stay away from home. Looking out the window Will watched as the sun started to sink below the horizon casting an amber glow over the ocean in the distance. No matter that daylight was nearly gone…he had no intention of leaving anytime soon. In fact he had a good mind to stay at the smithy all night. There was a cot in the back and it was comfortable enough. Wouldn’t have been the first time that Will had spent the night in the smithy…he had done it plenty of times as an apprentice under Mr. Brown.

Meanwhile at the mansion Elizabeth paced the floor of her father’s old study. Where was her husband? It was nearly dark out and he hadn’t come home yet. She knew that he was angry after their little misunderstanding a few nights ago. But she wasn’t about to let him order her to throw Jack out into the streets. From the doorway Jack watched Elizabeth as she paced across the hardwood floor of the study for the millionth time in the last ten minutes. Sighing heavily he spoke up making her head snap up towards him.

“Ye know yer goin’ t’ wear a hole through the floor if ye keep that up love. What’s the matter?”

“Nothing.”

“Don’t seem like nothing darlin’. C’mon it’s me…Jack…ye know I can tell when yer lying.”

Sighing heavily herself she stopped in front of the desk in the study. Leaning back she sat on the edge of it and folded her arms across her chest. This gesture pushed her breasts upward making the tops of them spill out of the scoop neckline of her pale blue cotton dress. It wasn’t a fancy dress by any means but she still looked beautiful in it to him. The bodice hugged her small waist tightly and was decorated with a delicate overlay of white lace. The sleeves stopped at her elbows and had white satin ribbon adorning the cuffs tied in an elegant bow. Her long tawny hair had been curled and swept up to be piled high atop her head and secured with many pins leaving only a few stray pieces hanging down around her face.

“Is that so Mr. Sparrow?”

“Ah ah…Captain Sparrow darlin’. If yer goin’ t’ address me with a title make sure it’s the proper one. An’ yes that’s so love.”

“Oh you’re impossible!”

“An’ yer beautiful…nothing new darlin’. So out with it…what’s bothering ye?”

“It’s Will…he’s never home anymore…we barely say two words to each other all day Jack!”

“Ah the whelp…should have known it had something t’ do with him.”

“Jack don’t insult him…he’s my husband.”

“Yes I know that…why ye married the boy is still beyond me Izzy…the two of ye jus’ aren’t made t’ make it t’ forever.”

“Really? And what makes you the expert on forever? Have you ever been married?”

“Never…but I know a doomed marriage when I see one.”

“My marriage is not doomed!”

“Really? Then why did ye let me kiss ye an’ put me hands on ye the other night love? A woman who was truly happy and in love with her husband wouldn’t have done that.”

“You don’t know the first thing about how I feel about my husband! I…I…oh this is ridiculous! I don’t have to explain or defend my marriage to you or anyone else!”

Elizabeth pushed herself off the desk and stormed out of the study pushing past Jack quickly. Jack turned in the doorway and shouted after her retreating form.

“If yer marriage was fine ye wouldn’t have t’ explain or defend it t’ me or anyone else Elizabeth! Jus’ so ye know!”

He couldn’t stifle the chuckle that escaped his mouth when he heard he groan in frustration at his remark. He knew he was right and he knew that she knew it too. It was only a matter of time before she would finally admit it to herself. As he had told her years ago she would come over to his side eventually.

Elizabeth stomped down the hallway and turned into her old bedroom. She threw herself down on the bed face first into the pillows and let out a muffled scream of aggravation. Damn Jack Sparrow!! Why did he have to be so smug? And why did she have to want him? She was married to Will! She loved Will! Didn’t she? Of course she did! But the why did it seem like Jack was always on her mind? Why did her body practically burn to have his hands on it? The tears stung her eyes as they started leaking out to be absorbed into the pillow. Oh what the hell was wrong with her? She had to get a hold on her desire for Jack and she had to do it quick before something happened…something that she couldn’t take back. Jack sauntered down the hallway towards Elizabeth’s old bedroom. Knowing that’s where he would find her he didn’t even bother to knock as he walked into the room. There she was lying face down on the bed. In the quiet of the room he could hear her soft sobs. She was crying? Jack knelt down beside the bed and placed his hand on her lower back making her jump. Twisting around to face him she hastily wiped the tears from her eyes and off her cheeks.

“Are ye alright love?”

“I’m just fine thank you.”

“Izzy darlin’ I didn’t mean t’ make ye upset. Ye know that right?”

She shook her head as she continued wiping at her eyes. Jack pushed himself up and sat down next to her on the bed. Her mind was screaming at her that she should get up and leave the room now if she was smart. And she was smart but she just couldn’t tear herself away from Jack’s side. Reaching up Jack gently brushed the tears away from cheeks with his calloused hands. Her tea colored eyes slipped closed at the feel of his hands on her face. Oh this was so wrong but she wanted it! Sighing Elizabeth tilted her head up offering her lips to him in a silent plea for him to kiss her. Jack bent down until his lips hovered above hers and whispered.

“If I kiss ye Izzy…m’ goin’ t’ want more.”

It didn’t matter…she wanted him. No she needed him…now!! She wanted to feel his lips on hers. Her voice was barely above a whisper when she spoke.

“I don’t care…I want you to kiss me Jack!”

Nodding he leaned in and crushed his mouth to hers pushing his tongue deeply inside her mouth. Elizabeth moaned into his mouth when she felt her nipples harden against the coarse fabric of her corset. Jack’s hands slide over the slopes of her small breasts squeezing them a little roughly before sliding down to creep under her dress. Opening her mouth wider to deepen the kiss Elizabeth spread her thighs to give him access to her most secret place. Jack’s fingers pushed her cotton knickers aside as they explored her body. She arched her hips off the bed urging Jack to touch her more. He grinned against her mouth as he slipped a finger inside her feeling her juices run down to coat the palm of his hand. He began a deep slow thrusting motion inside her making her hips rise off the bed to meet him each time. Oh God she was in heaven…and hell because in the back of her mind she knew that what she was doing was wrong. And at the moment she could have cared less. Jack sped up his thrusts making her whimper into his mouth. Just when he was about to guide her onto her back the voice of one of the maids rang out through the hall.

“Miss Elizabeth?”

Pushing away from Jack Elizabeth jerked his hand from under her dress and yanked her dress back down to her feet. Standing up she smoothed out the wrinkles in her dress and walked to the doorway.

“Yes Martha I’m here.”

“Oh Miss…I was just looking for you to tell you that dinner was ready that’s all.”

“Oh…oh yes thank you. Is my husband home?”

“No ma’am…I haven’t seen Mr. Turner this evening. Will that be all Miss Elizabeth?”

“Yes Martha…thank you.”

After Martha had gone back downstairs Elizabeth turned back around to face Jack. Her eyes were wide with the fear that they had nearly been caught in such a compromising position.

“Oh my God Jack…we nearly got caught!! That can’t happen again!”

Not waiting for him to reply she turned and hurried downstairs to the safety of the dining hall to wait for her husband to come home. What had she been thinking? Well she certainly was going to be more responsible next time! She was a married woman for God’s sake and she needed to start acting like one! Jack sighed heavily as he sat on the bed alone. Damn…he had been on the verge of getting the one thing he wanted most in the entire world! He wasn’t about to give up now when he was so close to having everything he wanted. And how he wanted Elizabeth…married or not he was going to have her. Lifting his hand to his face he inhaled her scent. God she smelled heavenly…like vanilla! Pushing his finger into his mouth he sucked her sweetness from it closing his eyes as he did. Oh yes he would have her…no matter what the consequences would be.