In Love With Two Men

Chapter 9: Dead Man Walking

A/N: Okay Will is brought out before the Brethren Council and Jack pushes Elizabeth to do the right thing and testify against him. How will he react when he finds out that Elizabeth will be sending him to his death? Please read and review!!

Disclaimer: Nope still don’t own POTC or darling Jack Sparrow…well at least not in reality anyway! So I’m not making any money off this story…all I get are your wonderful reviews…so please leave them!

For the better part pf the afternoon Elizabeth had stayed holed up in Jack’s cabin. And Jack had spent the better part of the afternoon pacing the deck. Every so often he would stop to check and see if the door was still locked. Gibbs and the other members of the crew had watched Jack’s mood shift from slightly irritated to completely incensed as he paced the deck of the Pearl. Just as the sun had started to disappear beneath the horizon Jack decided he would stand being locked out of his cabin no longer. Yanking one of his pistols from his sash he took aim at the door to his cabin. Squinting to better his aim he pointed the barrel of his pistol down towards the doorknob and cocked the hammer getting it ready to fire. Gibbs rushed over to Jack quickly trying to talk him out of shooting at the door.

“Uh sir!”

“Not now Gibbs!”

“But sir…”

“What?”

“Might ye want t’ reconsider shooting at yer own cabin sir?”

“Desperate times…they call for desperate actions Gibbs. An’ this…is a very desperate time m’ friend. Now if ye will kindly move away?”

Sighing heavily Gibbs stepped back a few feet and looked on as Jack raised his pistol once more. Jack squinted once more to take aim before firing his pistol. The shot whistled through the air and struck the doorknob blowing it through the wooden door leaving a splintered hole in it’s wake. Inside the cabin Elizabeth had been lying face down on the bed. When the loud bang from the pistol went off she jerked up and stared at the door with wide tea colored eyes. Her face went pale when she saw the smoldering hole in the door where the doorknob used to be. Then the door swung open and Jack barged into the room still holding his pistol. There was smoke spiraling out of the end of the barrel as he came to stand at the foot of the bed. She stared up at him her mouth slightly agape.

“What the hell is wrong with you?”

“Nothing…jus’ wanted t’ come in t’ me cabin that’s all.”

“And so you shot through the door?”

“Seeing as how ye locked me out of here I didn’t see any other way in.”

“You could have knocked like most normal people.”

“An’ ye could have been a bit more grown up an’ not locked me out of me own cabin.”

“Are you always this ridiculous?”

“Maybe.”

“I should have guessed.”

“Tomorrow is a big day for ye Izzy…have ye decided anything?”

“Do I have a choice?”

“Not really no love…m’ sorry.”

“Then being that I don’t have a choice I suppose I am ready.”

“Good girl…now then are ye hungry?”

“Is that why you burst through the door?”

“It might be.”

“Oh Jack…I suppose it’s sweet…in a strange way.”

“I’ll tell Noah t’ fetch us some of the stew that he made.”

Nodding she watched as he strode towards the door of the cabin.

“Jack?”

“Hmm?”

“What are we going to do about the door?”

“Oh…right…well tomorrow I’ll have one of the crew fix it right up.”

“And tonight?”

“I’ll jus’ stuff a scarf in the hole.”

She laughed softly at his solution as he flashed her a lopsided gold toothed grin before heading to go fetch their supper. A short time later Jack walked in carrying a tray with two bowls filled with thick beef and vegetable stew along with some bread and water as well. Setting the tray on the table Jack pulled out the chair for Elizabeth to sit down. She smiled up at him as he sat down across from her. They ate dinner mostly in silence making a little bit of small talk. After finishing dinner Jack cleared the dishes and took the tray back to the galley. Now that her belly was full Elizabeth stretched in her chair and then yawned loudly. Standing up she stepped out of her boots and pulled off her socks stuffing them inside. Unfastening her breeches she slipped them past her hips and stepped out of them. Jack walked back into the cabin to see Elizabeth draping her breeches over the back of the chair. He stopped short in the doorway as he watched her stretch. She was the most beautiful thing in the world standing there in her white linen shirt with her long tawny hair spilling down her back.

“Yer the picture of perfection Izzy.”

She glanced over her shoulder at him smiling as her cheeks reddened from his words a little.

“Oh Jack…stop it.”

“I mean it darling…ye take me breath away.”

“Do I?”

“Most decidedly yes love.”

“Well Captain Sparrow…you do the same for me.”

“Do I now Miss Swann?”

“Yes…you have from the moment I first saw you the day you rescued me from the harbor in Port Royal.”

She watched him as he dug through his desk drawers quickly until he found what he had been looking for. Crumpled in his left hand was a dark blue scarf. Jack swaggered over to the door shutting it all the way before stuffing the scarf into the hole where the doorknob used to be. Turning back around to face her he grinned impishly.

“Now then…ye can finish undressing darling.”

Smiling broadly at him she started unbuttoning her shirt slowly revealing more of her alabaster skin to his dark glittering eyes. Elizabeth shrugged her shirt off her shoulders and let it float down to the floor. Reaching down she began unwinding the fabric that she had used to bind her breasts. Jack’s mouth dropped open when she pulled the last of the fabric from across her small perky breasts. Elizabeth crawled onto the bed and knelt in the middle of it. She stretched out her right arm and beckoned to Jack. In a second he was stripping off his clothes until he was just as naked as she was. Running over to the bed Jack jumped onto it tackling Elizabeth to the mattress on her back. She gasped when she felt his skin brush against hers. She loved being with him this way…just the two of them with no one to bother them. Reaching up she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled his face down closer to hers.

“I love you Jack Sparrow.”

“Yer the most important thing in the world t’ me darling. Ye mean more t’ me than me own life.”

Their mouths met in a blistering kiss as Jack’s arms wrapped around Elizabeth’s petite body to draw her closer to him. He loved this woman more than he ever thought it was possible to love someone else other than himself. He smiled against her mouth when he felt her spread her thighs to allow him to settle in between them. Elizabeth whimpered into Jack’s mouth when she felt him grind his hips against her. She raised her hips urging him to slip inside her. Jack reached down between them and took his throbbing erection into his hand to guide it inside Elizabeth’s eager body. She moaned his name against his neck as he slipped inside her slick sheath easily filling her to the brim. They began rocking against each other immediately both eager to reach their release. Jack sucked in a sharp breath feeling Elizabeth’s inner muscles tightly hugging his cock as he moved inside her. She frantically rocked her hips to meet his thrusts feeling the heat starting to pool in her lower belly. Jack thrust as deeply as he could inside her feeling her body tug at his cock even harder. With one final stroke Elizabeth felt the dam inside her burst open sending her release surging through her body. Jack moaned out her name against the elegant curve of her neck as her convulsing muscles milked him of his own release. His eyes rolled back into his head as his hot sticky seed rushed out to flood her womb.

They lay there panting as they looked at each other. In the dim light from the oil lamp Jack could see the fine sheen of sweat that covered Elizabeth’s body. She had never looked more gorgeous to him than she did in that moment…basking in the afterglow of their joining. And then it suddenly hit him…how much he truly loved this woman. It was a curious thing…love…and even more curious was the fact that she felt the same way about him. They soon drifted off to sleep naked and tangled in each other’s embrace…the smell of their coupling still lingering in the air of the cabin.

Morning came all too quickly for Jack and he awoke just as the first rays of dawn started to creep into the cabin windows. Glancing down he noticed Elizabeth was still sleeping soundly tangled in his arms. Smiling he carefully began to untangle her from his body. Slipping out of bed he walked over to the table and reached for his bottle of rum not caring that he was still naked. Taking a quick pull he then began pulling on his clothes to head out to the deck. This was the day that Elizabeth was to address the Brethren Council at Will’s hearing. Standing out on deck Jack breathed in the salty air deeply filling his lungs with it. The sound of his cabin door squeaking open made him whirl around quickly with his hand on his pistol. It was an old habit that he just couldn’t seem to break. Elizabeth was wearing her robe and he guessed nothing else underneath it.

“Morning darling…did I wake ye?”

“Yes…I was quite warm in your arms Jack.”

“M’ sorry love.”

“It’s alright…I wasn’t sleeping very soundly anyway.”

“Today’s the big day love.”

“I know…I need to go and get ready.”

Jack watched her as she went back into the cabin. Elizabeth changed into a pair of black breeches and a clean white linen shirt before tucking the shirt into her breeches. She pulled on a black corset like top over the shirt and fastened it tightly pushing her small perky breasts up quite a bit to reveal the creamy tops of them in the open neck of her shirt. Strapping her belt onto her hips she placed her pistol in it’s holster and then placed her sword at her hip on her left side. Finally grabbing her black tricorner hat she placed it on her head before reaching into her small brown satchel that sat at the foot of the bed next to Jack’s trunk. Opening it she grabbed a small vile of lilac scented perfume and sprayed some on. Even if she was a pirate now it didn’t mean that she couldn’t smell good. Walking back out on deck to join Jack at the railing she stopped short when she saw Pintel and Ragetti bringing Will up from the brig. His hands and feet were both shackled in heavy irons. Elizabeth froze in mid step when Will lifted his head and their eyes met. He held her gaze for a long while his dark eyes glaring at her hard and cold. Unable to match his icy glare she looked down at her feet quickly. Elizabeth kept her head down as Pintel and Ragetti dragged Will off the Pearl towards Shipwreck Fortress where the trial was to be held. She grasped her stomach as she felt the knots starting to reform in the pit of it again. How was she ever going to get through today?

A/N: Okay that seemed like a good place to stop…a nice cliffhanger!! Don’t worry I will update soon enough! I also wanted to let you know about a new story I’m brainstorming on right now as well. It’s about the HBO show The Tudors and revolves around King Henry the 8th. I will probably post it in the historical fiction section if you want to check it out. Please read and review!! *Actually I have decided I will put it in the Misc. TV Shows category underneath M/F section..so please check it out!