Take the Helm
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At the Helm
Take the Helm
WASM - 3
Author: Wickedswanz
Disclaimer: I don’t own POTC or the characters, Just having a little fun.
Summary: Elizabeth is angry, Will is concerned, Jack want’s Elizabeth.
WASM Timeline: They’ve found the heart and escaped Davy’s crew. Jack is feeling guilty for his little Joke “Not as easy as it sounds is it … Unlike some things”
Feedback?: YES!! It’s your feedback that keeps me writing
Archive: Just tell me first so I know where it’s going. J
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It was night and all were sleeping except 3 who stood alone at different sides of the Pearl. Jack stood at the helm, his hands loosely holding the wheel, even though there was really no need. Elizabeth sat on the stairs from the Helm, leaning against the railing; deep in thought and still angry as hell. William Turner stood closer to the bow looking out into the darkness, his eyes were far away. He was worried.
Mr Gibbs stumbled out onto the deck for some air, he had awoken feeling hot and uncomfortable. He noticed Will first and walked over to stand with him, it was always easier to nurse a hangover with someone else, at least till he received his next ration of rum tomorrow.
“Ello Master William, getting some air I see”
“Aye’, William turned his head and smiled, but it didn’t reach his eyes.
“Aye”, returned Gibbs
They stood in silence and it was comforting enough.
Jack, at the helm had only to look down to see Elizabeth sitting on the stairs. She still looked angry. He hadn’t meant to make her angry, and he had to admit, what he’d said had been out of line.
Blast it! I’m a pirate and I’ll make a joke if I want to… he thought, his hands gripping harder onto the wheel. But his head dropped. I didn’t mean it
In fact Jack had been so happy he’d wanted to yell it to all the crew, to the birds, to Davy Jones himself! Elizabeth had looked so beautiful with the sun in her hair and she was smiling at him as though he were the only man in the world. Then that damn landlubber William had washed up on the beach and she’d ran to him, and Jack was jealous.
Elizabeth, sat on the stairs watching Gibbs and Will talking absently. She couldn’t hear them and to be honest she didn’t much care. Her mind was elsewhere. She jumped startled when Jack suddenly sat down on the stair beside her.
“I’m sorry” he said quietly, his head bowed
“I know, you’ve already said”, Elizabeth returned wishing she could squeeze herself further against the railing with out him noticing.
“It was just a joke”
“I know it was”, Elizabeth looked at him, but could not hide the hurt and edge of anger from her eyes.
“I’m a bloody pirate ya know!”, growled, “I won’t apologise for not being a gentleman like your dear William.” He sneered out those last words glaring at Will.
“No - you’re not Will”, she felt him stiffen beside her and knew that this was the time to ask with a slightly better chance of getting the truth. “Jack - Did you know…”
“Know what lass?”, he asked, his voice resigned.
“You know about the chest - Did you know the chest was there?”
Jack looked at her for a moment, his eyes searching. “No - I didn’t know”, he chucked then, “It was bloody funny though”
“Jack”, she was glaring at him again.
“Look luv, I didn’t know, and I’m sorry that I made the stupid joke ‘bout you bein’ fast - Savvy” Jack stood up and held out his hand. “Will you accept a peace offering?”
Elizabeth looked at his dirty hand then up at his face, “What kind?”
“Have you ever steered a ship before?”
“Couple of times.”
“Ahh but have you ever steered the pearl?”
“Don’t be ridiculous Jack, you don’t let anyone steer the pearl”, she looked at him pointedly, “Everyone knows that.” Elizabeth suddenly thought about what she had just said and looked again at his held-out hand again.
The wide smile that spread over her pretty face was matched only by his as she took his hand and let him lead her to the helm.
Still grinning she ran her long fingers over the large wheel. The wood was surprisingly smooth.
Jack stood back and watched her exploring the wheel, then held on with a light, confident grip. “You look good at the helm” he grinned leaning forward slightly, “A natural”
Elizabeth smiled, “I’ve always felt more comfortable at sea” she laughed suddenly. “When I was younger the Sailors were always having to chase me away from the wheel”
Jack grinned and nodded as he walked around behind her. “I bet they did lass”
She noticed that he was looking at her again, intensely, “What is it?” She was still smiling.
His face was serious as he spoke, “You belong here Elizabeth.”
“Jack”, his words sent shivers down her spine.
His hands moved over hers on the wheel and his mouth whispered beside her ear. “We’re peas in a pod you and I, and you know it to”
“But William…”
“Bugger William!” He hissed, his hot breath by her ear, “Look at him down there.”
Elizabeth looked, William was still talking to Gibbs. Her William, the man she loved, had loved for most of her life…
“Do you tremble when he does this”, Jack began kissing and nipping down her throat to that sensitive spot where her neck met her shoulders.
Elizabeth gasped, “No”
“No what?”, he growled into her ear, his hand sliding over one firm breast, enjoying her soft moan and the arching of her back.
“No Captain Sparrow”
“Mmm that’s better”, he rewarded her with his hot mouth and firm hands. Jack kissed around the back of her neck, leaving a fiery, tingling trail as he went, and his hands began to move south. Over her waist and stomach and up under her loose shirt to feel her soft skin.
“Jack, your hands - they feel so good” she moaned loving the skin to skin contact. His hands caressed upwards until he gently stroked the underside of her high breasts.
Jack’s hands slid back down her soft body to her male britches, “How can anyone look so enticing in men’s clothes - I’ve spent to long at sea I think” he undid the front of her britches and let them drop.
Elizabeth smiled and leaned back against him, “Were you always this mad?”
“Another time lass”, his hands now moved over her bared buttocks and thighs.
Her mouth opened wide as his hands slowly stroked around her body to find her already wet centre. She moaned as his rough fingers touched her intimately. Stroking, caressing, making her tremble and grip on harder to the wheel.
“Jack” she whimpered, her eyes flicking open. She suddenly caught site of William, still on the deck. She gasped in shock. The night was dark and the moon behind them, so even if he had looked up he would have only seen shadow. But still..
“You don’t belong down there luv”, Jack spoke quietly into her ear, his hands still caressing her tingling body.
“I…”
“Look at him, so proper and upstanding. He’d lock you up in a gilded cage with your sewing and woman’s work.” Jack kissed the back of her neck again, long and hot, he tasted her sweet flesh. “He’d come with words of love and happiness, then close the cage door before you could fly out again”
“Where do I belong Jack?”
Jack quickly undid his own britches and bent his knees to get a better angle, then slowly entered her tight wet pussy. They both moaned at his entrance, their eyes closing as they moved in unison.
Jack snaked one arm around her and placed the other hand over her own on the wheel. Elizabeth ran her free hand up around his neck behind her head, leaning against his shoulder.
Jack moved in long smooth strokes within her, drawing every drop of pleasure he could. He began to sing in her ear, his voice gruff and he stroked in time. “Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me. We pillage plunder, we rifle and loot. Drink up me 'earties, yo ho.”
Elizabeth shuddered and returned, “We kidnap and ravage and don't give a hoot. Drink up me 'earties, yo ho.”
Jack grinned, “See.” He moved faster, his head dropping to her shoulder for a second then coming back up to nip her shoulder, “You know exactly where you belong luv”
“Jack” Elizabeth whimpered again and gasped as his thrusts grew faster, deeper. She turned her head to the side and tipped it back to find his mouth; And he claimed it.
Hot and deep, his mouth mimicked his lower body. He pulled back to take a breath, but his body continued to move within her. “Besides,” he whispered into her ear and his movements changed to a long, slow, and strong stroking, bringing a gasp from her with each plunge. “I heard he was a eunuch”
Elizabeth suddenly laughed then gasped as her body exploded with hot blazing pleasure from where he stroked her so deeply. Unable to stop the scream building in her lungs, she grabbed his hand and bit down hard as rapture spread through her, hot and scorching.
“Bloody hell luv” Jack groaned at the sudden pain, then an intangible sound as he thrust once more and allowed his own climax to flow through him; eyes closed and mouth wide as he poured his hot seed deep inside her still contracting body.
A short while later, they had adjusted their clothes and sat recovering.
“It was totally inappropriate for you to say that about William”, Elizabeth scolded.
Jack grinned, his head tipping back slightly. “You laughed luv”, he moved onto all fours and crawled towards her till his mouth was at her ear, “and that wasn’t all you did” he kissed her ear then her mouth, and she kissed him back, her arms wound around his neck.
“No”, she pushed him back, but she was smiling. “We can’t. We’re going to get caught”
“Aye luv, that would be a tragedy”, but he wasn’t smiling anymore. His eyes were distant as he stood up and looked down at her. He raised his hand and took a breath as though he had something else to say. But he dropped his hand, turned and walked down the helm stairs.
From where Elizabeth sat she heard him yell to William and Gibbs, “Come on ya lazy dogs, the lady has already turned in and so should we.”
WASM - 3
Author: Wickedswanz
Disclaimer: I don’t own POTC or the characters, Just having a little fun.
Summary: Elizabeth is angry, Will is concerned, Jack want’s Elizabeth.
WASM Timeline: They’ve found the heart and escaped Davy’s crew. Jack is feeling guilty for his little Joke “Not as easy as it sounds is it … Unlike some things”
Feedback?: YES!! It’s your feedback that keeps me writing
Archive: Just tell me first so I know where it’s going. J
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It was night and all were sleeping except 3 who stood alone at different sides of the Pearl. Jack stood at the helm, his hands loosely holding the wheel, even though there was really no need. Elizabeth sat on the stairs from the Helm, leaning against the railing; deep in thought and still angry as hell. William Turner stood closer to the bow looking out into the darkness, his eyes were far away. He was worried.
Mr Gibbs stumbled out onto the deck for some air, he had awoken feeling hot and uncomfortable. He noticed Will first and walked over to stand with him, it was always easier to nurse a hangover with someone else, at least till he received his next ration of rum tomorrow.
“Ello Master William, getting some air I see”
“Aye’, William turned his head and smiled, but it didn’t reach his eyes.
“Aye”, returned Gibbs
They stood in silence and it was comforting enough.
Jack, at the helm had only to look down to see Elizabeth sitting on the stairs. She still looked angry. He hadn’t meant to make her angry, and he had to admit, what he’d said had been out of line.
Blast it! I’m a pirate and I’ll make a joke if I want to… he thought, his hands gripping harder onto the wheel. But his head dropped. I didn’t mean it
In fact Jack had been so happy he’d wanted to yell it to all the crew, to the birds, to Davy Jones himself! Elizabeth had looked so beautiful with the sun in her hair and she was smiling at him as though he were the only man in the world. Then that damn landlubber William had washed up on the beach and she’d ran to him, and Jack was jealous.
Elizabeth, sat on the stairs watching Gibbs and Will talking absently. She couldn’t hear them and to be honest she didn’t much care. Her mind was elsewhere. She jumped startled when Jack suddenly sat down on the stair beside her.
“I’m sorry” he said quietly, his head bowed
“I know, you’ve already said”, Elizabeth returned wishing she could squeeze herself further against the railing with out him noticing.
“It was just a joke”
“I know it was”, Elizabeth looked at him, but could not hide the hurt and edge of anger from her eyes.
“I’m a bloody pirate ya know!”, growled, “I won’t apologise for not being a gentleman like your dear William.” He sneered out those last words glaring at Will.
“No - you’re not Will”, she felt him stiffen beside her and knew that this was the time to ask with a slightly better chance of getting the truth. “Jack - Did you know…”
“Know what lass?”, he asked, his voice resigned.
“You know about the chest - Did you know the chest was there?”
Jack looked at her for a moment, his eyes searching. “No - I didn’t know”, he chucked then, “It was bloody funny though”
“Jack”, she was glaring at him again.
“Look luv, I didn’t know, and I’m sorry that I made the stupid joke ‘bout you bein’ fast - Savvy” Jack stood up and held out his hand. “Will you accept a peace offering?”
Elizabeth looked at his dirty hand then up at his face, “What kind?”
“Have you ever steered a ship before?”
“Couple of times.”
“Ahh but have you ever steered the pearl?”
“Don’t be ridiculous Jack, you don’t let anyone steer the pearl”, she looked at him pointedly, “Everyone knows that.” Elizabeth suddenly thought about what she had just said and looked again at his held-out hand again.
The wide smile that spread over her pretty face was matched only by his as she took his hand and let him lead her to the helm.
Still grinning she ran her long fingers over the large wheel. The wood was surprisingly smooth.
Jack stood back and watched her exploring the wheel, then held on with a light, confident grip. “You look good at the helm” he grinned leaning forward slightly, “A natural”
Elizabeth smiled, “I’ve always felt more comfortable at sea” she laughed suddenly. “When I was younger the Sailors were always having to chase me away from the wheel”
Jack grinned and nodded as he walked around behind her. “I bet they did lass”
She noticed that he was looking at her again, intensely, “What is it?” She was still smiling.
His face was serious as he spoke, “You belong here Elizabeth.”
“Jack”, his words sent shivers down her spine.
His hands moved over hers on the wheel and his mouth whispered beside her ear. “We’re peas in a pod you and I, and you know it to”
“But William…”
“Bugger William!” He hissed, his hot breath by her ear, “Look at him down there.”
Elizabeth looked, William was still talking to Gibbs. Her William, the man she loved, had loved for most of her life…
“Do you tremble when he does this”, Jack began kissing and nipping down her throat to that sensitive spot where her neck met her shoulders.
Elizabeth gasped, “No”
“No what?”, he growled into her ear, his hand sliding over one firm breast, enjoying her soft moan and the arching of her back.
“No Captain Sparrow”
“Mmm that’s better”, he rewarded her with his hot mouth and firm hands. Jack kissed around the back of her neck, leaving a fiery, tingling trail as he went, and his hands began to move south. Over her waist and stomach and up under her loose shirt to feel her soft skin.
“Jack, your hands - they feel so good” she moaned loving the skin to skin contact. His hands caressed upwards until he gently stroked the underside of her high breasts.
Jack’s hands slid back down her soft body to her male britches, “How can anyone look so enticing in men’s clothes - I’ve spent to long at sea I think” he undid the front of her britches and let them drop.
Elizabeth smiled and leaned back against him, “Were you always this mad?”
“Another time lass”, his hands now moved over her bared buttocks and thighs.
Her mouth opened wide as his hands slowly stroked around her body to find her already wet centre. She moaned as his rough fingers touched her intimately. Stroking, caressing, making her tremble and grip on harder to the wheel.
“Jack” she whimpered, her eyes flicking open. She suddenly caught site of William, still on the deck. She gasped in shock. The night was dark and the moon behind them, so even if he had looked up he would have only seen shadow. But still..
“You don’t belong down there luv”, Jack spoke quietly into her ear, his hands still caressing her tingling body.
“I…”
“Look at him, so proper and upstanding. He’d lock you up in a gilded cage with your sewing and woman’s work.” Jack kissed the back of her neck again, long and hot, he tasted her sweet flesh. “He’d come with words of love and happiness, then close the cage door before you could fly out again”
“Where do I belong Jack?”
Jack quickly undid his own britches and bent his knees to get a better angle, then slowly entered her tight wet pussy. They both moaned at his entrance, their eyes closing as they moved in unison.
Jack snaked one arm around her and placed the other hand over her own on the wheel. Elizabeth ran her free hand up around his neck behind her head, leaning against his shoulder.
Jack moved in long smooth strokes within her, drawing every drop of pleasure he could. He began to sing in her ear, his voice gruff and he stroked in time. “Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me. We pillage plunder, we rifle and loot. Drink up me 'earties, yo ho.”
Elizabeth shuddered and returned, “We kidnap and ravage and don't give a hoot. Drink up me 'earties, yo ho.”
Jack grinned, “See.” He moved faster, his head dropping to her shoulder for a second then coming back up to nip her shoulder, “You know exactly where you belong luv”
“Jack” Elizabeth whimpered again and gasped as his thrusts grew faster, deeper. She turned her head to the side and tipped it back to find his mouth; And he claimed it.
Hot and deep, his mouth mimicked his lower body. He pulled back to take a breath, but his body continued to move within her. “Besides,” he whispered into her ear and his movements changed to a long, slow, and strong stroking, bringing a gasp from her with each plunge. “I heard he was a eunuch”
Elizabeth suddenly laughed then gasped as her body exploded with hot blazing pleasure from where he stroked her so deeply. Unable to stop the scream building in her lungs, she grabbed his hand and bit down hard as rapture spread through her, hot and scorching.
“Bloody hell luv” Jack groaned at the sudden pain, then an intangible sound as he thrust once more and allowed his own climax to flow through him; eyes closed and mouth wide as he poured his hot seed deep inside her still contracting body.
A short while later, they had adjusted their clothes and sat recovering.
“It was totally inappropriate for you to say that about William”, Elizabeth scolded.
Jack grinned, his head tipping back slightly. “You laughed luv”, he moved onto all fours and crawled towards her till his mouth was at her ear, “and that wasn’t all you did” he kissed her ear then her mouth, and she kissed him back, her arms wound around his neck.
“No”, she pushed him back, but she was smiling. “We can’t. We’re going to get caught”
“Aye luv, that would be a tragedy”, but he wasn’t smiling anymore. His eyes were distant as he stood up and looked down at her. He raised his hand and took a breath as though he had something else to say. But he dropped his hand, turned and walked down the helm stairs.
From where Elizabeth sat she heard him yell to William and Gibbs, “Come on ya lazy dogs, the lady has already turned in and so should we.”