What she really wants?
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Pirates of the Caribbean (All) › Het - Male/Female › Jack/Elizabeth
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
15
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4,947
Reviews:
26
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Currently Reading:
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What she really wants?
He stared at her with a thoughtful look, making his kohl-lined eyes seem more and more alluring. Even so, Elizabeth was busy not looking. She could feel his gaze on her back, like the burning, baking sun rays. She turned her head slighly and chanced a quick glance at him. Not good. Not good at all. They locked eyes briefly, and Lizzie felt her heart skip a beat, butterflies in her stomach and her knees grow weak. Jack had swiftly turned his gaze back to the ocean, but his hand on the wheel had turned slightly whiter than before. Lizzie sighed lightly. Why did it have to be like this? Before, whenever she had spoke to him, he would keep his eyes on her constantly and smile at her with the genuine smile she knew he possessed. But now...nothing. She thought back to last night and instantly knew this was the reason for their new found awkwardness...
12 Hours ago...
The sky outside was now a deep blue, with several silver and purple streaks along the horizon. But inside the Captain's cabin the mood was light; Jack, Gibbs, Lizzie, Pintel and Ragetti had been playing cards and drinking rum together. Each had been laughing at one anothers jokes, having a good time but now, only Lizzie and Jack were left. Gibbs had gone on night watch and the others had gone below deck for some sleep. Both Jack and Lizzie were sat at the table, drinking what was left of the rum. Which wasn't very much. Lizzie knew she had consumed too much already but she couldn't stop herself; she hadn't had this much fun since...she couldn't even remember!
"Jack? How many women have you been with?" She questioned, giggling and blushing slightly at the suddeness of her own question. Jack grinned mischeviously, a smile which lit up his whole face.
"Not telling, love!" He smiled again, and downed the rest of his drink "Why? Not jealous, are we?" She didnt answer, just sat there, staring at him deeply and Jack couldn't help but become lost in her chocolate colored eyes. She really is a beauty he thought to himself and was about to say so when she leaned forward and began pressing her lips against his. Jack was slightly shocked by the forwardness but wasn't going to complain. He leaned in more to make further contact with those soft, silky lips. Her breath hitched in her throat ever so slightly and she moaned lightly. The kiss deepened and Lizzie didn't know how long it lasted. It could have been seconds, maybe minutes or possibly several moonlit nights. She didn't know, but she did know she was kissing Captain Jack Sparrow! The thought made her knees give way and Jack had to tighten his grip on her petite waist. Elizabeth was drowing in the sensation and didnt realize Jacks hand had began to go underneath her shirt. She regained feeling when the cold metal of his rings pressed against her skin. She gasped in shock and alarm bells went off inside her head. She suddenly felt very nervous and sick (due to rum input) and only then realized what this could lead to. She knew she shouldn't be doing this. Suddenly she pulled back from Jack's kiss, her eyes open in shock and fear. He removed his hand from under her shirt, and stared at her with a look of confusion and slight suprise in his eyes.
"Whats the matter, love?" he asked, raising a hand to her cheek. She couldn't think, and couldn't look into his eyes.
What was her problem? She was scared, he had been with many other women, bedded them and left them to nurse their broken hearts alone. Would he do the same to her? She was also nervous, inexperienced and terrified of messing up. She didnt know what he wanted. Nor what his intentions were. Did he just want her for her body? No! He didn't think like that! But her mind was doubtful, she was absolutely terrified! She didnt evem know what she felt for him.
She stepped back again so she could avoid further contact with Jack, but still she couldn't think of a suitable answer for his question. She suddenly felt trapped. Very trapped.
"I...I'm sorry! I just..." She didnt finish her sentence, just turned round and fled his cabin as fast as she could on the verge of tears. Jack just stood there looking and feeling very hurt, wondering "What the bloody hell was that about?"
12 Hours ago...
The sky outside was now a deep blue, with several silver and purple streaks along the horizon. But inside the Captain's cabin the mood was light; Jack, Gibbs, Lizzie, Pintel and Ragetti had been playing cards and drinking rum together. Each had been laughing at one anothers jokes, having a good time but now, only Lizzie and Jack were left. Gibbs had gone on night watch and the others had gone below deck for some sleep. Both Jack and Lizzie were sat at the table, drinking what was left of the rum. Which wasn't very much. Lizzie knew she had consumed too much already but she couldn't stop herself; she hadn't had this much fun since...she couldn't even remember!
"Jack? How many women have you been with?" She questioned, giggling and blushing slightly at the suddeness of her own question. Jack grinned mischeviously, a smile which lit up his whole face.
"Not telling, love!" He smiled again, and downed the rest of his drink "Why? Not jealous, are we?" She didnt answer, just sat there, staring at him deeply and Jack couldn't help but become lost in her chocolate colored eyes. She really is a beauty he thought to himself and was about to say so when she leaned forward and began pressing her lips against his. Jack was slightly shocked by the forwardness but wasn't going to complain. He leaned in more to make further contact with those soft, silky lips. Her breath hitched in her throat ever so slightly and she moaned lightly. The kiss deepened and Lizzie didn't know how long it lasted. It could have been seconds, maybe minutes or possibly several moonlit nights. She didn't know, but she did know she was kissing Captain Jack Sparrow! The thought made her knees give way and Jack had to tighten his grip on her petite waist. Elizabeth was drowing in the sensation and didnt realize Jacks hand had began to go underneath her shirt. She regained feeling when the cold metal of his rings pressed against her skin. She gasped in shock and alarm bells went off inside her head. She suddenly felt very nervous and sick (due to rum input) and only then realized what this could lead to. She knew she shouldn't be doing this. Suddenly she pulled back from Jack's kiss, her eyes open in shock and fear. He removed his hand from under her shirt, and stared at her with a look of confusion and slight suprise in his eyes.
"Whats the matter, love?" he asked, raising a hand to her cheek. She couldn't think, and couldn't look into his eyes.
What was her problem? She was scared, he had been with many other women, bedded them and left them to nurse their broken hearts alone. Would he do the same to her? She was also nervous, inexperienced and terrified of messing up. She didnt know what he wanted. Nor what his intentions were. Did he just want her for her body? No! He didn't think like that! But her mind was doubtful, she was absolutely terrified! She didnt evem know what she felt for him.
She stepped back again so she could avoid further contact with Jack, but still she couldn't think of a suitable answer for his question. She suddenly felt trapped. Very trapped.
"I...I'm sorry! I just..." She didnt finish her sentence, just turned round and fled his cabin as fast as she could on the verge of tears. Jack just stood there looking and feeling very hurt, wondering "What the bloody hell was that about?"