The Fine Line Between Legends And Lies

The Fine Line Between Legends And Lies

A/N: This is a short story between Jack and Elizabeth, my take on how things should have went when they were marooned on the island. Elizabeth is at first furious with Jack when she finds out the truth about how he escaped the island the first time. Then the reality sets in that they may never be rescued from the island and Elizabeth decides that she does not want to die a virgin. Please read and review!!

“Bloody pirates!” Elizabeth muttered to herself as she swam towards the small island that was just ahead of her. Once she made it to the shallows she climbed to her feet and glared over her shoulder. She wasn’t quite sure if she was glaring at Jack or the Black Pearl as it began shrinking into the distance. Her chocolate brown eyes fell down to look at her now soaked cream colored taffeta under dress. Her cheeks burned from the blush that rapidly swept across her face. The taffeta undergarment was now practically clinging to her body like a second skin and it was bordering on being nearly transparent. A cough behind her made her turn around sharply to look at her wet and just as disheveled partner.

“That’s the second time I’ve had t’ watch that man sail off in me ship.” Elizabeth merely looked out to sea not really sure if Jack was speaking to her in particular or if he was just talking out loud. Waiting for him to say something else she watched as Jack simply began walking inland away from the water. His coffee colored eyes shifted over to her and for the first time he noticed her state of dress or lack thereof. An impish grin spread across his face as he continued to look at the beautiful young woman who walked beside him. How he hated being marooned on this island away from his ship but at least this time he was in the company of a beautiful girl.

Finally feeling the heat from Jack’s eyes on her she looked up at him. “What are you looking at me like that for Jack?”

“Nothing.” She eyed him warily as they continued to walk in silence for a while. Elizabeth padded after Jack as he walked through the palm trees in no obvious direction as if searching for something.

“Jack, you were marooned on this island before weren’t you?” He nodded at her but kept silent for her to continue speaking. “So then we can escape in the same way you did then.”

“To what point and purpose young missy? The Black Pearl is gone an’ unless ye have a rudder an’ a lot of sails hidden under that bodice-unlikely, young Mr. Turner will be dead long before ye can reach him.” Elizabeth followed after Jack intent on not giving up getting off the island. She watched curiously as Jack knocked on a tree trunk and then took a few steps before jumping up and down on the sand as if he had lost his mind.

“But you’re Captain Jack Sparrow? You vanished from under the eyes of seven agents of The East India Company. You sacked Nassau Port without even firing a shot. Are you the pirate I’ve read about or not? How did you escape last time?”

“Last time? I was here a grand total of three days , all right?” She watched as he reached down and lifted the sand covered door to what appeared to be a cellar of some sort. “Last time the rum runners used this island as a cache. Came by, an’ I was able t’ barter a passage off. From the looks of things, they’ve long been out of business. Probably have yer bloody friend Norrington t’ thank for that.” Elizabeth frowned as Jack climbed out of the small cellar with two bottles of rum.

“So that’s it then? That’s the secret grand adventure of the infamous Jack Sparrow? You spent three days lying on a beach drinking rum?”

Handing her a bottle of rum he grinned impishly. “Welcome t’ the Caribbean love.”

Elizabeth snatched the bottle of rum from Jack’s hand roughly and headed back out towards the beach. “Welcome to the Caribbean indeed!” He grinned at her apparent annoyance with him as he followed her back to the beach. Jack built a good sized bonfire since it was getting close to nightfall and soon it was blazing nicely. They drank their rum in silence at first but then began to sing as they started to feel the effects of the rum.

Both Elizabeth and Jack’s voices echo across the beach as they dance around the fire singing. “We’re devils and black sheep and really bad eggs. Drink up me hearties yo ho! Yo ho yo ho a pirate’s life for me!”

“I love this song! Really bad eggs! Ooh.” He sank down on his backside rather unceremoniously and Elizabeth joined him quickly. “When I get the Pearl back I’m going t’ teach it t’ the whole crew an’ we’ll sing it all the time!”

“And you’ll be positively the most fearsome pirate in the Spanish Main.”

“Not jus’ the Spanish Main love, the entire ocean. The entire world. Wherever we want t’ go we’ll go. That’s what a ship is ye know? It’s not jus’ a keel an’ a hull an’ a deck an’ sails, that’s what a ship needs. But what a ship is, what the Black Pearl really is, is freedom.”

“Jack it must be really terrible for you to be trapped on this island.”

Taking the opportunity to slip his arm around her shoulders he pulled her a bit closer to him. “Oh yes. But the company is infinitely better than the last time, I think. The scenery has definitely improved.”

Elizabeth shook Jack’s arm from her shoulder gently as she created a bit more distance between them. “Mr. Sparrow! I’m not entirely sure I’ve had enough to allow that kind of talk.”

Curling his moustache feigning being a gentleman he looked at her his dark eyes glittering in the campfire light. “I know exactly what ye mean love.”

Grinning at his antics Elizabeth raised her bottle of rum gesturing for him to do the same. Jack obliged her and raised his bottle. “To freedom.”

“T’ the Black Pearl.” Elizabeth took a small swig from her bottle but watched as Jack took a long and very generous pull from his nearly draining it of it’s contents completely.

“Jack?”

“Hmm?”

“Do you think we’re going to be found?”

“I wouldn’t go betting in favor of it love.”

“So I should just give up hope entirely then?”

“Elizabeth, may I call ye Elizabeth?”

“I suppose we’re far too familiar to be formal with one another now.” He looked at her puzzled. “Yes, you may call me Elizabeth.”

“Good. Now Elizabeth, I don’t mean t’ be bursting yer bubble darling, but the likelihood of anyone finding us is rather small I’m afraid.”

“I see. Well thank you for being honest with me Jack.”

“Yer welcome I guess.” She glanced down quickly at her stomach as she heard it rumble from hunger. Jack looked over at her. “Yer hungry love.”

“Um yes, I haven’t really had anything to eat since I was taken from my father’s mansion.”

“Well then leave it t’ ole’ Jack love.” She watched as he stood and swaggered over towards the trees and disappeared into them leaving her alone on the beach. Elizabeth set her bottle of rum down in the sand and pulled her knees to her chest tightly. A few moments later Jack emerged from the trees with a few bananas in hand and returned to sit next to her.

“Bananas?”

“It’s better than nothing eh?”

“Yes I suppose it will do.” She took one of the bananas from him hastily and began unpeeling it. Jack watched as she devoured it quickly taking large and unladylike bites. He grinned at her as she reached for another. “What?”

“Nothing. Ye jus’ have a little…on yer…”

“Where?”

“Let me love.” Jack reached over and gently wiped the bit of banana that was on her bottom lip off. She shuddered slightly at the tenderness of his touch. His fingers were warm and calloused from his life as a pirate. Feeling an unfamiliar sensation beginning to build in her gut the longer Jack sat there looking at her made her quickly look away. Jack noticed Elizabeth shiver and took off his coat. She jumped when she felt him drape the coat around her shoulders softly.

“What are you doing?”

“Yer shivering love.”

“I’m fine.”

“Jus’ take it. I know yer cold Elizabeth.”

“What about you?”

“I’ll be fine darling.” Elizabeth tried to stifle a yawn but was unsuccessful. “Lay down an’ sleep Elizabeth.”

“But-”

“No buts love, jus’ go t’ sleep.” Too tired to argue anymore Elizabeth did as Jack told her and laid down a short distance away from the fire. Jack sat back against a rock and continued drinking his rum and watching Elizabeth as she slept.

Elizabeth awoke to the smell of something cooking over the fire they had built last night. She opened her eyes and looked down. Her brown eyes fell on the faded blue coat of Jack Sparrow’s and she remembered that she was stuck on an island in the middle of nowhere with him. Glancing around quickly to see if he was watching her she brought the coat up to her nose and inhaled softly. She could smell the salt of the sea, Jack’s sweat and of course the sweet tinge of rum. Once again that strange warm feeling began building in her belly.

“Ah yer awake!” His voice brought her out of her daze and she sat up quickly making his coat fall to her waist.

“Jack.”

“Hungry?”

“I’m starving! What is that smell?”

“It’s trout I caught from the freshwater stream that’s at the back of the island.”

“Oh. Good that will serve to resolve my hunger better than bananas.”

“Ye know I didn’t have t’ go an’ get ye those bananas last night love?”

“I’m sorry if I sound like a spoiled brat Jack. I just want off this bloody island.”

“Well ye may as well get comfortable pet, we may be here forever. Or at least until we stop breathing anyway.”

“I love how you’re so optimistic about our situation.”

“Nothing t’ be optimistic about love, jus’ being honest that’s all.”

“Honesty, that must be a foreign concept to you Captain Sparrow.”

“If I thought ye were serious love, I might jus’ get me feelings hurt.”

“You’d have to have them first.” Without another word Elizabeth got to her feet and walked over to the fire. Jack watched in awe as she grabbed one of the fish that was speared onto a stick and had been roasting over the fire. She sat down and began eating the fish not even bothering to wait for Jack. Jack quickly joined her and they ate in silence.

“Ye know the stream has a waterfall an’ then it pools into a shallow pond love?”

“Meaning?”

“I jus’ figured ye might want t’ take a bath. Being a girl an all.”

“Oh. Yes a bath does sound good.” Taking her by the hand Jack led her to where the stream pooled into a shallow lagoon. “Oh it’s perfect. Thank you Jack.”

“Yer welcome love.”

“Now you may leave.” Jack frowned at her forwardness but did as he was told and left the young woman to bathe in private. Once she knew Jack was really gone and not hiding in the bushes Elizabeth began taking off her taffeta under dress. She carefully laid it out on the large rock that was close to the bank of the small pond. Elizabeth slowly stepped into the water and flinched a little at the surprising coolness of the water. She eased her way into the water to find that it only came to her waist. Kneeling down she let out a sigh as she began scrubbing off the dirt that had collected on her.

Jack’s voice caused her to crouch down as low as she possibly could in the water and cover her chest. “Elizabeth?”

“What is it Jack?”

“I found ye a shirt if ye want t’ wash yer nightgown.”

“A shirt?”

“Yeah it’s a man’s shirt so it should cover ye.”

“Thank you Jack. Leave it on the rock next to my under dress please?”

“As ye wish love.” Jack swaggered over to the rock and placed the cream colored taffeta dress shirt on the rock next to her under dress. He couldn’t help himself from looking down into the pond to see a very naked Elizabeth huddled down in the water trying to hide herself from him. His coffee colored eyes widened at the sight of her alabaster skin. Quickly he turned his back to give her some privacy as she waded out of the pond. Jack felt the beginnings of an arousal so he headed back to the beachfront.

Elizabeth used her under dress to dry off and slipped on the shirt that Jack had brought her. It came to rest just at the middle of her creamy thighs. She then washed her under dress in the pond before returning to the beachfront with Jack. Jack glanced up from where he was perched against a rock as Elizabeth emerged from the trees. He grinned at the sight of her in nothing but a man’s shirt as she walked onto the sandy beach. She carefully laid her damp under dress on a rock so that the sun would dry it. Her hair was damp from her bath and a few strands of it clung to her neck. Being on this island with the young woman was certainly starting to get to him in ways that he hadn’t expected.

Days went by and their life on the island had become rather routine. Jack would catch fish from the stream or sometimes he would catch small rabbits that inhabited the island. Not to mention the fruit that seemed to grow all over the small island. There were bananas of course, and there were oranges and mangos. There was even a couple of coconut trees. But Elizabeth still had not given up the idea that they would be rescued. Although she hadn’t talked about escaping the island since their first night stranded on it Jack knew she still held out hope. And then one afternoon the subject that he dreaded talking about came up.

“Jack, when do you think my father will find us?”

“Elizabeth-

“Jack I’m serious. Please don’t change the subject.”

“Love yer dear ole’ dad has probably stopped looking for ye by now.”

“That’s a horrible thing to say Jack!”

“Horrible but true love. Face it Lizzie, this is it.”

“It?”

“It love, as in it’s over. This is pretty much our home sweet home now.”

“No! I won’t accept that!”

“Then yer in denial pet. May as well get used t’ it love, we’re going t’ die here eventually.”

Elizabeth pushed herself to her feet and began walking down the beach away from Jack angrily. How dare he say such things to her? Didn’t he know that her father was going to keep looking until he found her? They were going to be rescued! Weren’t they? Looking back over her shoulder she glared in the direction of where she had left Jack. He was still sitting there drinking his bloody rum as if things were just perfect. “Bloody pirate! We will be rescued Jack, you’ll see. Father will come for me, I know it.” She flopped down at the water’s edge and sat there staring out into the blue green ocean that surrounded them like prison walls. The gentle surf was creeping up to just wash over her toes as she sat there. Elizabeth began thinking about what Jack had said to her. What if he was right? What if her father had stopped looking for her because he feared the worst? What if they really were going to die on this island? Elizabeth sat at the ocean’s edge for quite some time mulling over Jack’s words and slowly the harsh reality of their situation began to sink in.

They probably never would be rescued from this island. Elizabeth felt tears begin to burn her eyes. She didn’t want to die like this, marooned on a deserted island far away from everyone she knew. Then another realization hit her. She was a virgin. And if she died on this island, then she would die a virgin. Elizabeth didn’t want to die on the island but she certainly didn’t want to die a virgin. As the sun began to set she decided she had spent enough time considering her options. She could either die on the island with her virginity in tact or she could give herself to Jack Sparrow. Just for the sake of not dying a virgin and to know the feel of a man’s touch of course.

Yes she had made up her mind. It would be far worse to die a virgin than it would be to give herself to a pirate. Jack Sparrow was at least a handsome man so it wasn’t as if it would be terribly awful. Elizabeth headed back to where she had left Jack. By the time she got back to him the sun was just sinking below the horizon. “Ah finally decided t’ grace me with yer presence eh?”

“I’m sorry for the way I behaved earlier Jack.”

“No need t’ apologize love, ye jus’ had t’ face the facts.”

“I did.” Looking around nervously she began tugging at the bottom hemline of the shirt that she was wearing. “Is there anymore rum?”

“Of course love, allow me.” Jack quickly retrieved two bottles of rum and handed one to her. He watched curiously as she removed the cork and began taking large gulps out of hers. “Easy love, ye don’t want t’ be doing that.”

“Why not? You do.”

“Jus’ because I do something doesn’t mean ye should do it as well.”

“Jack?”

“Hmm?”

“I’ve been thinking.”

“And?”

“I’ve come to a conclusion.”

“About?”

“What you said earlier.”

“I said a lot of things earlier love, could ye be more specific?”

“About us dying on this island.”

“Oh. That. Yes.”

“And I’ve come to realize something.”

“What did ye realize love?”

“That if we are in fact going to die here, then I don’t want to die a virgin. So Captain Sparrow, if you would be so kind?”

“I beg yer pardon Lizzie? Are ye asking me t’ deflower ye love?”

“If that means taking my virginity then yes.”

“Ye do realize that ye can’t take it back once it’s done right love?”

“Of course I do!”

“Love I jus’ don’t want ye t’ be regretting anything that’s all.”

“I won’t.” Jack watched as she put down her bottle of rum and crawled over to where he sat. Taking his bottle from him she sat it in the sand as well. Elizabeth boldly straddled Jack’s lap and wrapped her legs around his waist. Leaning closer until her lips just barely brushed against his ear she whispered in a soft voice. “Take me Jack Sparrow.” He gave a low groan as he felt his cock begin to harden quickly. Jack grabbed the back of her neck and brought her lips to his in a rough and searing kiss. Elizabeth whimpered against his mouth as he thrust his hips upward and pressed his erection against her center suggestively.

She threw her head back and let out a moan as Jack ground his cock against her womanhood once more. He began placing scorching wet openmouthed kisses along the slender column of her throat hungrily. Elizabeth was shocked at her own boldness as she rocked her hips against Jack’s lap and was once again met with the incredible sensation of his erection pressing against her most intimate spot. “Easy love, let me….” His voice trailed off as Elizabeth pressed her mouth to his once again. He reached for his blue over coat and spread it out on the still warm sand. Jack eased Elizabeth’s legs from around his waist as he laid her down on his coat. She looked up at him with wide and innocent looking chocolate brown eyes. Jack smiled down at her softly as he reached for the bottom hemline of her shirt. Elizabeth raised her hips and let him slide the shirt up her body. She raised her arms and allowed him to slide the garment over her head to toss it aside. Jack put the palm of his hand flat against Elizabeth’s chest right in the valley between her small but perfect breasts and pushed her back down onto his coat. His eyes roamed over her now completely naked body taking in every incredible detail. She was quite possibly the most beautiful creature he had ever laid eyes on. Of all the women he had been with, and there were plenty of them, she was the most beautiful of them all by far. The young girl laying naked in front of him was a mere eighteen years old. Being thirty two Jack was fourteen years her senior. “Are ye sure love?”

“Yes Jack, please?” The way she looked up at him with those big brown eyes nearly made him lose all his resolve right then and there. But he quickly harnessed his animalistic desire. If for nothing more than the girl’s sake he would control himself. She was a virgin and he was going to make certain that she didn’t regret her decision to give him her most precious gift by ravaging her. No, Jack would move at a slow pace and make love to this beautiful young creature that lay before him. Elizabeth watched as Jack quickly stripped off his clothing. In the glow of the fire her eyes traced all the scars and tattoos that covered his body. Jack was beautifully tanned and sculpted. Her eyes finally fell below his waist and she saw how large he was for the first time. Seeing how she suddenly tensed Jack grinned softly as he settled between her thighs parting them gently.

“Don’t worry darling, I promise not t’ hurt ye.” Elizabeth leaned up on her elbows as she watched Jack bend down between her thighs. What was he doing down there? He couldn’t possibly be thinking of kissing her there could he? Her hips jerked off the coat quickly as Jack’s tongue gently probed her secret spot. Oh yes he was and oh yes he did! Her eyes fell closed as Jack began flicking his long pink sinful tongue up and down her satiny folds. When he brushed the little pink pearl that was hidden between her silky folds with the tip of his tongue she whimpered out his name and felt him smile against her entrance arrogantly. He moved his wicked tongue skillfully across her hot center making her jerk and twitch beneath him. Jack placed an arm across her hips to hold her down as he slid his long thick middle finger into her tight wet core. Elizabeth tried to buck her hips but Jack held them firmly as he continued his assault on her body with his tongue and now his finger. Suddenly Elizabeth was aware of the tightening feeling in her belly as Jack stroked her towards something that she wasn’t quite sure of. At least until he inserted another finger and then sucked hard on her little pink pearl as he thrust his fingers in and out of her. Then that hot tightening sensation that had been building in her belly suddenly unraveled as her peak came crashing over her like a tidal wave. Jack watched as the young woman writhed and whimpered beneath him as her entrance contracted wildly. She felt the rush of warm liquid that leaked from her body to dampen her inner thighs.

Elizabeth felt the tingles of every aftershock each time Jack ran his tongue up and down her entrance slowly as he lapped up her sweet sticky nectar. Sliding up so that their eyes were locked on each other Elizabeth panted as she tried to find the words to say something. “Jack….I…..that was…..never felt like that before!”

“Yer welcome love.”

“Where did you learn that?”

“Jus’ a little something I learned in India love.” He leaned down and captured her lips in a passionate kiss. She could taste herself on his mouth and she found that it made her dampen with anticipation of what would happen next. Jack reached down between the two of them and took his engorged cock into his hand. Guiding it to her opening he let the thick head of it penetrate the satiny folds of her womanhood. Elizabeth gasped as she felt the head of Jack’s erection begin to penetrate her tight sheath. He sank in inch by inch until he felt the barrier of her virginity. Jack grabbed onto Elizabeth’s hips and with one quick thrust he pushed inside her to the hilt. Elizabeth let out a small yelp as she felt Jack rip through her barrier. Jack kissed her forehead softly as he gave a few experimental thrusts to let her get used to the feeling of his cock buried inside her.

It felt strange having Jack hard and inside her as far as he could go. But at the same time Elizabeth found herself wanting him to sink deeper inside her if it was possible. She raised her hips to meet one of Jack’s gentle thrusts to let him know she was okay. Jack began thrusting into her a little deeper but he didn’t increase his pace. Elizabeth gave a moan of frustration and leaned up to whisper in his ear. “Do it faster Jack!”

“Faster eh?”

“Yes faster!”

“If it’s faster ye want love, then faster ye get.” Jack grinned devilishly as he began thrusting into Elizabeth’s tight body at a faster pace making her whimper with delight as she felt him fill her completely. Still not getting quite the feeling that she had been looking for Elizabeth whined against his chest as she bucked against him desperately.

“Harder Jack, do it harder!” He looked down at her with a bit of surprise on his face.

“Harder?” She nodded and Jack began rocking against her now roughly making her whimper and mewl against the crook of his neck. She sucked his salty flesh into her mouth as he pounded into her. Now this was what she had been unknowingly desiring from her pirate lover. She had wanted him to ravage her like a pirate not make love to her like a gentleman. Jack groaned against Elizabeth’s hair as he pumped deeper into her with every thrust of his hips. She was so tight around him that at this pace he wouldn’t last much longer. Elizabeth cried out Jack’s name as she reached her peak for the second time. The hard contracting of her inner walls around his throbbing erection was too much for Jack to handle. He thrust blindly against her and clutched at her hips desperately as his release flooded over him.

He let out his release in a hoarse cry in the form of her name echoing across the beach through the night air. “ELIZABETH!!!!” She clutched onto his back tightly as she felt him rock his hips against her one last time. Then she felt the throbbing of his cock inside her as his seed shot into her womb. Jack collapsed down onto the young woman his now only semi hard cock still buried inside her. His head fell to rest on her chest, his cheek pressed into the valley between her perky young breasts. Reaching up her lazily caressed her right breast and began tugging gently at her nipple. Elizabeth ran her fingertips softly up and down Jack’s spine as they lay there in silence.

“Jack?”

“Hmmm?”

“Are you awake?”

“Yes love.”

“Is this going to change things between us?”

“Undoubtedly love, they’re already changed.”

“How so?”

“This makes us more than friends Elizabeth, it makes us lovers now.”

“Lovers? Us?”

“Aye darling, ye gave yerself t’ me. That is a bond that can’t be broken love.”

Elizabeth turned her face towards the ocean and her eyes widened in disbelief when she saw the white sails of a ship approaching the island. “Oh my God!”

“Oh my God what love?”

“Jack look! A ship!” He looked up to see a ship’s sails. Squinting he could make out a longboat that was coming ashore to retrieve them. “We’re rescued!”

“So we are love.” Pushing Jack off her Elizabeth whimpered a little when she felt him slip out of her. She quickly pulled on her taffeta under dress and watched as Jack pulled on his clothing. Soon the longboat made it to shore and Elizabeth’s smile faded quickly when she noticed their rescuer was Will.

Elizabeth and Jack climbed into the longboat quietly. Jack sat on the bench next to her but was careful not to touch her. “Will how did you find us?”

“I picked the lock on the brig and stole the longboat from the Pearl. Hope you can forgive me Jack?”

“Consider it already forgotten William.” Jack flashed him a fake smile as he looked over at Elizabeth. She quickly looked down at her feet. Jack looked out to sea to avoid having to look at Will. How could he possibly be angry at Will for stealing the longboat from the Pearl to rescue them? After all he had just taken Elizabeth’s virginity knowing that Will was desperately in love with her. The boat ride to the Isla de Muerta was a deathly silent one. Flashes of her tryst with Jack coursed through her mind as the boat gently swayed in the water. How could she have done something so incredibly stupid? Now that she had given herself to Jack how could she ever look Will in the eye again? Elizabeth chewed her bottom lip as she glanced over at Will. He loved her so much and she had all but spit on his feelings for her when she had laid with Jack. Remembering something her father had said to her as a child she looked back down at her feet.

**Everything has consequences Elizabeth and you must pay the price for each action you take.**

Yes there would most certainly be consequences for laying with Jack Sparrow. But how severe would they be? Surely in a few weeks time Elizabeth would have a definite answer to just how severe the consequence to her actions would be. And then what would Will think of her when the consequences of her actions were revealed? Things would most certainly be over between them. And what about Jack? Where would things stand between them? He had said that she would belong to him hadn’t he? Did he mean that in a sense of forever or just for the time being? Blinking back tears that stung her eyes she decided that she would worry about that later.

A/N: Read and review!! I think I will continue this fic a little longer. Let me know what you think!!