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Pirates of the Caribbean (All) › Het - Male/Female › Jack/Elizabeth
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
4,437
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Want
Title: Want
Rated: NC 17
Summary: Jack has an encounter of the most pleasurable kind.
Notes: I like this. I hope you do too.
Warning: Adult themes, and I guess AWE spoilers? (Using stuff I've seen from the clips and basically made up.)
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WANT
Jack's arms were wrapped tightly around her waist, one hand sneaking up to loosen those golden curls from her tight braid. The woman in his arms was warm and willing, her hands exploring every possible spot on his hard body.
Jack kicked his leg back, pushing the door shut with his boot and wriggled out of his coat. The beaut still connected to his mouth pushed her blouse off her shoulders and stepped out of her skirts.
It had been months since he been with her, he imagined her in the back of his mind late at night. She was familiar, inviting, and Jack knew he was always welcomed when he visited her.
"Down we go, luv." Jack murmered, pushing the blonde onto the bed and teasing her neck with light kisses as she giggled and clutched onto his back.
Jack sat up to quickly divest himself of his vest and shirt, then tugged at his belts and sash. The lovely lady underneath him helped him unbutton his trousers, pushing them down. The Captain kicked off his boots and his breeches, grabbing the blonde and laying a passionate kiss on her lips before pushing her onto the matress and sliding himself into her.
Jack's eyes squeezed shut as he began thrusting in and out of her hot sheath, hearing her contented sighs. Her legs came up and tightened around his waist, encouraging him to go deeper and faster.
Jack's grunts grew louder, sweat beading on his forehead as he said through gritted teeth: Lizzie Lizzie 'Lizabeth...
The young woman underneath him giggled, and raked her fingernails up his back. She mewed in pleasure when Jack hit her right spot, and felt her world giving way.
He felt her inner walls clench him, and a long and deep sigh telling him that his partner was satisified. Jack sped up his movement, his muscles shivering in anticipation of the end. When it came, he pulled out and came onto the blonde's taught stomach, trembling as he lowered his body down ontop of hers.
He held her close for a few moments, reveling in the soud of their combined calm breathing. He felt a sudden urge to kiss her, to tell her how he felt about her and try to convince her to come back to the Pearl.
But when he picked up his head to look down into his Lizzie's face, he instead saw Giselle, the common strumpet he had unfortunately been with. He cursed his over active imagination, again, and pulled out of the tramp and rolled over, swinging his legs over the side of the bed and reaching down to grab his pants.
Giselle laid there, laughing at Jack for once again thinking about another woman. It didn't hurt her any, she still got paid, she did not care whose name her clients screamed out.
Jack cursed himself for acting like a fool. He cursed himself for feeling broken now, cursed himself for being weak.
But he cursed himself for him wanting her so much... that it hurt when she was not around. She had chosen to stay on that blasted island waiting for the fish-whelp to return, she had chosen to turn away from him and what he could offer her.
He cursed himself all while rounding up his crew to set out for that island, his weakness getting the better of him, to try once again to get her to come with him.
Rated: NC 17
Summary: Jack has an encounter of the most pleasurable kind.
Notes: I like this. I hope you do too.
Warning: Adult themes, and I guess AWE spoilers? (Using stuff I've seen from the clips and basically made up.)
___
WANT
Jack's arms were wrapped tightly around her waist, one hand sneaking up to loosen those golden curls from her tight braid. The woman in his arms was warm and willing, her hands exploring every possible spot on his hard body.
Jack kicked his leg back, pushing the door shut with his boot and wriggled out of his coat. The beaut still connected to his mouth pushed her blouse off her shoulders and stepped out of her skirts.
It had been months since he been with her, he imagined her in the back of his mind late at night. She was familiar, inviting, and Jack knew he was always welcomed when he visited her.
"Down we go, luv." Jack murmered, pushing the blonde onto the bed and teasing her neck with light kisses as she giggled and clutched onto his back.
Jack sat up to quickly divest himself of his vest and shirt, then tugged at his belts and sash. The lovely lady underneath him helped him unbutton his trousers, pushing them down. The Captain kicked off his boots and his breeches, grabbing the blonde and laying a passionate kiss on her lips before pushing her onto the matress and sliding himself into her.
Jack's eyes squeezed shut as he began thrusting in and out of her hot sheath, hearing her contented sighs. Her legs came up and tightened around his waist, encouraging him to go deeper and faster.
Jack's grunts grew louder, sweat beading on his forehead as he said through gritted teeth: Lizzie Lizzie 'Lizabeth...
The young woman underneath him giggled, and raked her fingernails up his back. She mewed in pleasure when Jack hit her right spot, and felt her world giving way.
He felt her inner walls clench him, and a long and deep sigh telling him that his partner was satisified. Jack sped up his movement, his muscles shivering in anticipation of the end. When it came, he pulled out and came onto the blonde's taught stomach, trembling as he lowered his body down ontop of hers.
He held her close for a few moments, reveling in the soud of their combined calm breathing. He felt a sudden urge to kiss her, to tell her how he felt about her and try to convince her to come back to the Pearl.
But when he picked up his head to look down into his Lizzie's face, he instead saw Giselle, the common strumpet he had unfortunately been with. He cursed his over active imagination, again, and pulled out of the tramp and rolled over, swinging his legs over the side of the bed and reaching down to grab his pants.
Giselle laid there, laughing at Jack for once again thinking about another woman. It didn't hurt her any, she still got paid, she did not care whose name her clients screamed out.
Jack cursed himself for acting like a fool. He cursed himself for feeling broken now, cursed himself for being weak.
But he cursed himself for him wanting her so much... that it hurt when she was not around. She had chosen to stay on that blasted island waiting for the fish-whelp to return, she had chosen to turn away from him and what he could offer her.
He cursed himself all while rounding up his crew to set out for that island, his weakness getting the better of him, to try once again to get her to come with him.