An Eye for an Eye, A Kiss for a Kiss

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CHAPTER 7 "A Sparrytale"


The bonfire was now a blazing glory again, and Elizabeth enjoyed its heat, stretching her cold palms towards the flames.She felt overwhelmingly tired, her eyelids were dropping everytime she tried to keep her eyes open, and she knew that Jack had been right: she was in an urgent need of a nap. Using his coat as a coverlet, Lizzie nestled herself comfortably in the soft grass. The scent of her Captain's coat made her long for him badly, and she buried her face in the fabric, inhaling hungrily.

"The scent of Jack." she thought "Scent of my man". For a brief moment she could almost feel his body pressing against hers, and his hot lips on her neck...
Lizzie's smile revealed her thoughts as she was drifting off to sleep "He loves me...He does...And he's mine."
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It must have been around noontime when she awoke. The sun was already high over the horizon, and there was no sign of cold she had experienced earlier at sunrise.Turning to the side, she noticed Jack sitting by the fire, watching her.

"Ello, luv. Slept well, I imagine?" he asked huskily.

Entranced by Jack's narrowed eyes and his usual roguish smirk that always aroused her, she crawled over to him, looked into his mesmerizing eyes,and attacked his lips with hers. He gave in willingly, drinking her kisses like a man dying of thirst. She pushed Jack down, pinning him to the ground, and intending to explore him further.

"Easy on the goods, darling" he pleaded when she straddled him.

Just as she wanted to undress him, she felt her stomach contracting painfully,aching for food."God, I'm so hungry..." she moaned

"I know, luv," he smiled seductively. "Same 'bout me, but don't you think we should eat something first?"

"Actually, I was referring to food, Jack," she giggled quietly, covering her mouth with her hand

"Oh...Good," he replied cheerfully, but she noticed a trace of disappointment in his voice, "Because I've made a truly royal breakfast, darlin'."

As they stood up, he showed her all what he had prepared. It looked far more beautiful than any fancy meal served at the governor's residence, and she valued it more than her father's expensive china or silky tableclothes. Jack had really put his heart into it, he even placed some red hibiscus flowers around the large, dark palm leaves on which everything was laid. There were a few kinds of fruit sliced, with a straw instead of a toothpick put into each piece, halved coconut shells, some filled with coconut milk and others with orange juice, dozens of oysters and mussels, some roasted crabs, two fish, as well as scrumbled eggs served in big, lovely seashells.

"What is all these?" she asked in astonishment, savouring the bouquet of aromas.

"A breakfast buffet a'la Captain Jack Sparrow. Help yourself,darling." he grinned smugly.

"Mmm...judging by the look and the scent of it all, it must be delicious,"she licked her lips. "But how did you manage to prepare all these without a pot, a frying pan, a knife?"

"Who needs a frying pan when you have a flat stone and wooden sticks to do the roasting, eh? Or a superfluous, fancy pot if you have a hell of coconut shells to fry eggs or serve drinks. As for a knife...here it is, luv," he said pointing to his dagger laying on the ground along with the rest of his effects.

She shook her head, chuckling. "But we can't possibly finish eating it all before tomorrow.There's so much of it!"

"That is even better, luv." he whispered into her ear,wrapping his arms around her waist. "We won't need to cook for dinner today, and there will be more time for-"

"Jack, you think only about one thing!" she cut him off accusingly, slapping him playfully on the chest.

"Lizzie, I was only trying to say, there will be more time for a romantic stroll at sunset."

"Oh, how sweet..."she sighed, pretending to believe him. "Do you really think I'll buy it?" she giggled.

"So you put my romantic nature in doubt, dearie? Could it be, that you have forgotten our romantic evening on the rum runners' island, Miss Swann?"

She looked at him quite surprised, before bursting into laughter."Oh, come now, Jack. All you wanted was to have your way with me.You were just waiting patiently for me to get drunk. Drunk enough, that is."

"You're all wrong, luv. I wished to spend some romantic time with you, and rum only added to the magic of the moment..."

She couldn't help but giggle hysterically. He, however didn't care and continued. "And then...well, of course I wanted to do you till me seed runs out. If only I hadn't passed out..."

"Romantic indeed!" she managed to say gasping for air. "But you had no chance, Mr. Sparrow, and it's not rum's fault. It was simply...how did you put it? Not "vice versa" at the time. I was in love with Will, or at least I believed I was."

"'My goodness,'Lizziebeth!Why should you mention the whelp?You are spoiling the atmosphere!"

"Aye, Captain. Let's change the topic.What's that, there?"

"Oysters, luv. Thought they'd be familiar to you."

"They look different and smell somehow unusual but delicious...You haven't rosted them, have you?"

"Of course I have. Do you think I would eat a raw animal? I can't even imagine chewing this,while it's moving in me mouth. Ugh..."

"I love oysters and I used to eat them raw. But this...this is just surprisingly tasty, Jack. Simply fantastic! How did you prepare them?"

"I marinated them in lemon, lime, and coconut milk. Then rosted them on the rock for maybe...like half an hour or so,till they're done.They are quite good, but soaked in rum are even better.Happen to be my favourite."



They were both eating with appetite, tasting all the dishes one after another. Lizzie liked everything, but in the end she concentrated on roasted oysters and seemed not to have enough of them. Suddenly Jack spoke again, but she didn't quite get what he was trying to say.

"Ehemm ,Lizzie...You see...it's not that I would need oysters. Because I...don't. You know... I just happen to like them, that's all."

"Beg pardon?"

"I only said, I don't need them."

"I heard you well, but what would you need them for, in the first place?"

"Don't tell me you don't know. Never heard of the...hmm...."side effects", as it were?"

"No. But I've had like a dozen already, and so far I didn't experience any effects. Apart from satisfying hunger, of course."

"It ignites a RAVENOUS hunger, Lizzie.The OTHER hunger. And having experienced your other hunger just before you've consumated said hunger-booster, I'm more than anxious to see how hungry you are after eliminating the ORDINARY hunger. Honestly, I fear I might not be able to bear it, but I'm ready to sacrifice meself and-"

"You are impossible, Jack." she huffed,cutting him off. "You purposefully stuff me with aphrodisiacs, and you talk too much!"

"Who- me? I talk too much, you say? Well, you my dear scream bloody much. But I don't complain. More, I would say I even enjoy your screaming. Especially when it's my name..."

She didn't want to show how his words affected her, but couldn't stop the blush from spreading across her face.

"You're despicable, Jack!" she hissed, faking anger.

"Aye, I can recall you telling me that once. And all that happened next. You and me..." he sighed, smiling devilishly. "Sure it brings back some indecent memories..."

"I don't recall anything indecent about our first encounter.Obviously, you must have been dreaming, Jack."

"Call it what you like, luv. No one can take my pleasurable memories away from me. Not even you."

"Caught by the Commodore, shackled, pursued and eventually arrested, awaiting the gallows...Does that arouse you?"

"That one I'll keep under my hat, luv. None of your concern. And now, if you'll excuse me, I have some important work to do."

Jack stood up abruptly, leaving her with her breakfast. He refused to tell her of his supposedly hot memories, and it bothered her seriously. In fact she was mad at him, but was left with only two options: sit there pouting and sulking ,or go and confront him.



"I need to know what he found so indecent about it...I'll find a way. He has to tell me."

Pretending to be still sipping her coconut milk, she watched him carefully out of the corner of her eye. Jack was merely a couple of yards away, busy with a large heap of long, thick branches, which he had likely cut and gathered there earlier, when she had been still asleep. He was apparently building a cabin, so that they would have a warm shelter for the night.

She approached him boldly with a broad smile on her face, trying her best to mask her anger.
"Need some help, Captain?"

"You can plait these huge leaves in between the sticks. This will protect us from the wind, and keep us warm during the night."

He looked at her and smiled cunningly. "But don't think, I'll divulge my secret just because you're helping, luv."

That made her roll her eyes in annoyance. "Look Jack, it's unfair.This has something to do with me, and I demand details."

"Well, I'm not quite sure it's a good idea to share the details with you."

"Why?"

"Because you may not like said details, and I'll hear more "despicables" as a consequence. It may even earn me a slap."

She was getting more and more confused, but didn't want to give up. Quite to the contrary. Now she simply had to know .

"There will be no slap. I promise."

"Alright then, but don't tell me later that I did not warn you."



They continued building the hut, and Jack began with his story. "You see Lizzie, after I was disturbed by that rotten whelp in the smithy, I was taken to prison and promised a hangman's noose at dawn. I had only one night ahead, and the most distressing thing was a total lack of hope. I've had the privilege of staying in Port Royal's prison before, and I knew that without help from outside, there was no chance to escape. The cute lil' doggy with the keys would never release them. Some prisoners from adjacent cells were desperately trying to convince the stubborn mongrel, but I told them they could keep doing it forever. They were quite taken aback by my passive demeanor. I was sitting there alone in my solitary cell, quiet and motionless. Just staring at the window and grinning wildly."

"And why would you be grinning in such a hopeless situation?"

"I decided to spend my last hours in a pleasurable way. And so I was recalling the events of the past day. It felt like a deja vu, everything happening all over again. It began with the saving of a certain lass from drowning, tearing her corset, and seeing her beautiful eyes snap open as she started breathing again.
A lovely girl she was...So young and sweet, barely clothed and so...wet."

Jack's eyes met Elizabeth's and he gave her a cheeky smile, making her look away, blushing helplessly.

"And then we were rudely disturbed by bloody Norrington and his Navy. Governor Swann who also happened to be there grabbed the lass who obviously was his lil' daughter, and to my dismay covered her beautiful shapes with his coat. As a gesture of gratitude, I was then chained and sentenced to death, much to the disapproval of said lass. She stood up for me, but her father and the Commodore didn't give a damn. I had no choice but to threaten her a little with the chain pressed against her throat. Of course I wouldn't have hurt the girl, but I guessed it would be enough to scare her father to death, and I was right. Suddenly I was the one giving orders. First, I demanded me effects returned, and the lass was forced to be very kind and help me with me belt and me hat. She was quite furious that I used her to my advantage, and she called me despicable."

"Jack, why not use "you" instead of "lass". I wouldn't slap you for that." she smiled sincerely. "Anyway, I know the entire story, so there's no need to continue. I really have no clue why you make so much ado about some indecency of that situation. Obviously, there was none. You only wanted to tease me, and that's it."

"Not so fast, luv. I'm just getting to the point. And as for your wish, "the lass" will now be "you".

Jack actually preferred "you", especially because of the rest of the story. The best part was still about to come, and he smiled inwardly at the thought.



"After you put the hat on me head, belted and insulted me, I spun you around, my pistol pointed at your temple for everyone gathered there to see.I informed them that I expect them to let me go free and board me ship. I was lucky that the Black Pearl was just yards away in the docks, ready for the sail."

"But this is all wrong! The Pearl wasn't around at the time!"

"Lizzie luv, that be my story so please...no interruptions. In my fantasy the Pearl was there, as well as my loyal crew with Mr. Gibbs as my first mate."

"And what about Barbossa?"

"No idea where Hector was. Most importantly : not there. So...Where were we? I threatened to make a use of me pistol if any soldier would follow .I knew they would have pursued the Pearl, unless I took you along as my hostage. With you on me ship, I had a guarantee of a successful escape. I asked you politely whether you wanted to take a ride on me ship, but only got worst insults as an answer. And so, I had to take you by force."

"Do you think they would have let you take me captive? Never!"

"They had no choice, luv. None of them, neither your father nor the Commodore, was ready to put your life at risk, and they decided to let us sail away."

"The Interceptor was fast and mighty enough to catch up with the Pearl and fight to save me."

"So you really think your daddy would have taken that risk? By pulling the trigger I could have killed his beloved daughter at any moment."

"Maybe you're right..." she frowned, crossing her arms on her chest "But this is pure wickedness! How did you dare to kidnap me after I had begged both my father and James to show you mercy?"

"As I said, you were my guarantee of freedom. And such a lovely sight... I'm only a man, luv. Couldn't resist..."

"Said "lovely sight" would never have followed you to your ship without resistance, Jack."

"Yes, you're absolutely right.You were jerking and kicking, cursing like an old sailor. And biting."

"Coursing, biting...that doesn't sound like me," she disagreed.

Jack was getting increasingly amused, his smile revealing some of his golden teeth. He lifted a sleeve of his shirt, until his left shoulder was fully exposed. "Are you certain? Because I could swear, this pretty mark was left by no one else but you yourself."

Lizzie covered her face with her hands, eyes wide in shock. "I'm sorry. Must have been terribly painful..."

"No need to apologize, luv. You've marked me as your property, and I'm proud of this mark," he chuckled "I was only trying to prove,that you can bite, sweetheart. Oh, yes you bloody can..."

"I didn't intend to bite you, Jack. Or to mark you as my property..."

"You've marked me as your man, I marked you as my woman.We're square."

"You...me?" she doubted his words "Where, then?"

"When we're back on the Pearl, you will see it yourself with the help of a mirror. While the whole crew, hopefully including dear William, will see it right away, without any help or hint," he chuckled.

"It can only be on my neck," she guessed.



"Finished the story?" she rushed him in order to change the topic.

"So curious? Good! Once we got on board, I commanded full canvas and told you to wait for me in me cabin. I locked you up just in case, and went below the deck to have the irons removed. Free-handed and as content as a cucumber, I went back to me cabin, latching the door behind me. Strangely, I couldn't spot you anywhere, but you had to be around. You were locked up, so you could have hidden, but couldn't have run. As I was searching for you, suddenly an empty rum bottle landed on me head, and I fell aching on the planks, still concious though. You hurriedly searched me pockets for the key, and quickly found a bunch of them. You didn't know however, which key opens the door. Trying one key after another with your trembling hands, you didn't get the right one on time, and after a short while I was able to stand up, and I approached you, angry like hell. You were terrified, and tried to hide behind the table. We were running 'round it like a cat and a mouse, until I eventually got you, threw you on me bed, and pinned you to the matress."

"What? You forced yourself on me!? " she exclaimed with disgust.

"Rape?" he frowned. "That doesn't sound like me, luv.So calm down and listen, alright? So... I was furious, my head spinning from dull pain, but looking into those fascinating eyes filled with fear and tears, I couldn't say anything apart from "It's al right,luv. I won't hurt you, I promise".
We held each other's gaze wordlessly for a moment that seemed as long as eternity.You appeared to be hypnotized by my eyes, and none of us wished to look away. And then your eyes wandered down, aiming at my lips. I knew the reason behind this, and soon my lips found yours in our first kiss. You were kissing me back eagerly, and my hunger was growing along with yours."

Elizabeth was getting increasingly aroused, her breathing uneven and fast, and her cheeks flushing bright pink. Was it Jack's story or too much of oysters? All she wanted at the moment was to roll on the grass with Jack.

"It looks like we've finished, Lizzie."

"Oh, so the story ends...like that? With a kiss?"

"The hut, luv.The story's almost finished, anyway. I was sitting in my prison cell, feeling as if it was all real. My eyes were shut and my hand reached for the buttons of me breeches."

"You were...touching yourself?" she asked in surprise.

"Lizzie, this is something all men do. Especially while spending weeks at sea without making port."

"But you were doing it in a public place, Jack. That's not very proper," she giggled.

"I didn't give rat's ass, proper or not. Wanted to do you, hear you scream my name and get my release before dawn. Savvy?"

"And did you get your...fulfillment?"

"It was a long, passionate night. And being a voracious virgin that were, I got all I wanted, and much more, darlin'. And vice versa. The end."

She cocked her head, smiling cunningly. "So that's it, then? The famous indecent daydream of the infamous Captain Jack Sparrow."

"I see you liked it," he grinned with satisfaction "Even though I kidnapped you."

"Well, only in your fantasy, so I don't mind. In reality you wouldn't have dared. Would you?"

"No, of course not, Lizzie."

"Thought so," she smiled victoriously.

"But if my ship would have been there at the time, then..."

"Then???"

"I wouldn't have hesitated, luv..." he whispered seductively.

"Captain Sparrow! You are the most despicable pirate I've ever met!"

Jack noticed her glare, as well as the traitorous redness of her cheeks. "She's even lovelier when she's angry..." he thought.

He was very much in the mood for some frantic love making, and he knew that she was ready as well. Still, he decided to tease her a bit more, increase the tension between them and make her burn for him.

"Now, let me hear one more "despicable", and I would have to punish you..."

"How?"

He stepped closer to her, almost touching her earlobe with his mouth, reducing his voice to a whisper "I would ravish you against a palm tree, until all coconuts would fall down..."

She closed her eyes, and swallowed. Her body was trembling and screaming for Jack. "That would be very dessspicable of you..." she hissed.



Jack's reaction was exactly the one she expected. He started pulling his clothes in haste. The shirt landed on the grass as first giving her the opportunity to stare at his chest. She bit her lip in anticipation when he reached for his belts.
Dressed only in his breeches and a sash, he suddenly turned around, heading towards the beach and leaving her alone.

"Jack! Where do you think you are you going?!"

"Want to take a swim. Care to join me, luv?"

"But you've promised to take me against the palm tree!"

"Not "promised" .Threatened! And I didn't specify when."

"You are nothing but a bloody,wicked scallywag!" she yelled behind him.

Jack looked back and chuckled, entering the water. "Aye, luv! And I know you love me for that!"


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