A Dangerous Game

A/N: Oneshot between Jack and Elizabeth…because they’re my favorite couple! Jack gives the crew the night off in Tortuga giving him and Elizabeth some time alone. She suggests they play a game and things heat up quickly!

The Pearl was eerily quiet as night began to blanket the harbor. They had arrived in Tortuga just around sunset and Jack had given the crew the entire night off. They were expected to be back in the morning to be ready to sail to St. Croix for a bit of what Jack liked to call honest pirating. Elizabeth sat at the table in the cabin that she had been sharing with Jack for about four months now. Their relationship had turned intimate shortly after Will had taken over as captain of the Flying Dutchman. He had left Elizabeth in Jack’s care telling her that he was setting her free. He had said something about not wanting to burden her with having to be alone for most of her life while she waited for that one day that she could spend with him in between ten years of separation. Angry, Elizabeth had drank heavily and then swaggered into Jack’s cabin boldly stripping off her clothes and offering herself to him. Instead of taking advantage of her Jack had wrapped her in a blanket and held her in his arms. She had cried until she had gotten the hiccups and then Jack had put her in his bed. After a few more nights of crying into Jack’s broad chest she had decided to test the waters and kiss him. Deciding to indulge her obvious curiosity Jack had let her explore. They had ended up making love and waking up the next morning naked and tangled in each other’s embrace. At first Elizabeth had been embarrassed but she had quickly gotten over it when she realized that she was no longer content to just be friends with Jack. Somehow in the time that she had known him, really known him and not just read stories about him, she had fallen in love with him.

That had been four months ago and now she was quite used to the way things had become between her and Jack. Now she shared his cabin and his bed every night. It was common knowledge among the crew that Elizabeth had become Jack’s lady. Now he no longer even went ashore to visit the brothels when they made port in Tortuga. Elizabeth had become the only woman that he wanted in his bed. Jack’s familiar drunken slur made her look up from the charts that she hadn’t been really looking at strewn across the table.

“Well love, it’s jus’ us now. What should we do?”

Taking a swig from her bottle of rum she flashed him a mischievous smile. “All alone huh? Well then….let’s play a game Jack.”

“A game?”

“A game.”

“What kind of game Izzy?”

“Did you ever play the game hide and seek as a child?”

“Hide an’ seek? Ye want t’ play a child’s game love?”

“It could be fun Jack, come on?”

“My idea of fun isn’t playing children’s games Lizbeth.”

She stood and crossed the room to stand in front of him at the door. Pressing her petite body flush against his own much larger body she whispered breathily against his ear.

“I know how we can make it more interesting.”

“M’ listening intently darling.”

“You be it and I’ll go hide.”

“Not sounding very interesting love.”

“I wasn’t finished Jack!”

“By all means, do go on dearie. M’ still waiting for it t’ get interesting.”

Scowling she continued. “”I’ll go hide and if you find me……then you get to fuck me.”

His coffee colored eyes widened and his mouth fell open. “If I find ye I get t’ fuck ye?”

“That’s right.”

“What if I don’t find ye?”

“Then you don’t get to fuck me.”

“Oh I don’t like those odds at all.”

“Then I guess you had better be able to find me. Now go sit down at the table and close your eyes and count to ten.”

“Alright.”

She watched as Jack swaggered over to the table and sat down. He put his head down and started counting. Elizabeth quickly darted out of the cabin and out onto the main deck. Her tea colored eyes darted around quickly as she searched for a place to hide. Her eyes landed on the stairs that led to the wheel deck. Grinning broadly she ran over to them and stepped into the small space underneath them. Crouching down as far as she could into the corner she peered out through the holes in the wooden steps across the deck. Elizabeth could see Jack emerging from the cabin.

“Ready or not Izzy, here I come.”

She tried to keep her breathing as quiet as she could as Jack began looking around the deck. Her heart began hammering against her ribcage when Jack walked towards the stairs to the wheel deck. When he started to climb them she quietly let out the breath she hadn’t realized she was holding. Tiptoeing silently out from underneath the stairs Elizabeth hurried towards the cabin.

Seeing a flash of movement out of the corner of his eye Jack turned sharply. Elizabeth blew out the light from the oil lamp plunging the cabin into complete darkness save for the small amount of moonlight that filtered in through the windows. She ran over to the desk and crawled underneath it pulling the chair in to hide her. She barely managed to stifle the whimper that threatened to tear from her throat as Jack flung the door to the cabin open. His silky voice sent a shiver down her spine.

“I know yer in here love. Come out, come out wherever ye are.”

He crept across the dark room like a cat stalking a mouse. The closer he got to the desk the faster her heart started to pound in her chest. When his foot bumped the leg of the chair at the desk Elizabeth couldn’t contain the gasp that escaped her lips. Pausing Jack tilted his head before a devilish grin spread across his face. Suddenly the chair was yanked away from the desk. A shriek tore from Elizabeth’s throat as Jack reached down and hauled her to her feet. Taking her with him over to the table her relit the oil lamp that she had blown out. Turning to face her he grinned broadly his gold teeth glinting in the dim light of the oil lamp.

“Caught ye Izzy.”

“So you did.”

“Yes….I did. Now then….bout me reward?”

“I suppose you’ve earned it.”

“Did I now?”

“Well you found me didn’t you?”

“I did. This is my ship Izzy….did ye really think ye could hide from me on it?”

“Yes….I suppose I didn’t think this game through very well.”

“That was quite entertaining an’ all darling, but I’d much rather we move on t’ the really good part.”

“And that would be?”

“The part where I get t’ fuck ye Izzy.”

Her cheeks burned from the blush that stained them. No matter how long she and Jack had been intimate he was still able to embarrass her. She supposed it was because he was so much older than her. Elizabeth was just barely twenty one and still very inexperienced where intimacy was concerned. Jack was thirty three and that made him thirteen years her senior which gave him the upper hand in this matter.

She gave a small yelp as he scooped her up into his strong arms and strode over to their bed. Jack dumped Elizabeth on their bed and reached for her feet. Grabbing her ankles he tugged both of her brown leather boots off easily. Her tea colored eyes stayed fixed on him as his calloused hands slid up her thighs. His hands felt hot on her skin even through the fabric of her breeches. Jack’s fingers found her belt and began unfastening it. She drew in a shallow breath as he unfastened the ties of her breeches. Feeling her breeches loosen around her waist she lifted her hips to allow Jack to slide them off her body. Elizabeth chewed on her bottom lip anxiously as she watched Jack slide her breeches down her long slender legs. He tossed them onto the floor and turned back to face her. Her teeth sank deeper into the soft flesh of her bottom lip as Jack reached for her chocolate brown vest that was over her white linen shirt. He quickly unfastened the four bronze buttons that held the vest closed and began pushing it off her shoulders.

Elizabeth watched as her vest joined her breeches and boots on the floor. Jack’s fingers unlacing the ties at the collar of her linen shirt made her eyes fall to his hands to watch him. Soon she was raising her arms so that he could pull her shirt up over her head sending it to join the pile of her discarded clothes on the floor. Now she sat before Jack the strip of cloth that she used to bind her breasts to conceal her femininity the only thing that remained to be taken off. She gave a small gasp when she felt his weathered hands start to tug on the binding to loosen it. He loosened it just enough so that he could push it down past her small perky breasts. She could feel her nipples harden the second they were exposed. Jack tilted his head as he looked at her. Suddenly feeling very aware of her nakedness her arms raised to cross over her chest covering her breasts. Jack pulled her hands away so that he could admire her breasts again. He looked up to see Elizabeth turn her head away as her cheeks reddened.

“What’s the matter love?”

“I…..it’s……never mind it’s stupid.”

“Stupid or not I want t’ hear it love.”

She sighed heavily as she turned her head to look at him again.

“I just feel so….so….naked Jack!”

“Love ye are naked.”

That’s not what I mean Jack! I just feel so….”

“Vulnerable?”

“Yes.”

“Ah….I can fix that ye know?”

“How?”

“Simple.”

Elizabeth watched as Jack began hastily peeling off his clothing. After a few moments he stood there just as naked as she was. Her tea colored eyes raked over his naked body. He was quite possibly the most beautiful man she had ever seen. Actually he was the only man she had ever seen naked. And could a man be described as beautiful anyway? Yes, they could, and Jack was proof of it. He was beautiful to her. With his dark dreadlocked hair and sinful coffee colored eyes that were lined with smudges of kohl. His wonderfully bronzed skin that was neatly fitted over perfectly sculpted muscles. She knew every tattoo and scar that marked his glorious body. Her fingers had memorized the two bullet wounds on his chest and the stab wounds in his right side along with the stab wound in his lower back long ago. And then there was the letter p that was branded on his right forearm forever marking him as a pirate. Scars and all Jack Sparrow was beautiful in her eyes. Jack’s lips crushing against hers yanked her from her thoughts back to the current moment. His sea and wind weathered lips slanted over her own plump silky ones making her gasp. Jack wasted no time in pushing his tongue into her mouth to deepen the kiss. His calloused hands slid up her back making goose bumps appear on her soft alabaster skin.

Elizabeth climbed onto Jack’s lap and wrapped her legs tightly around his waist. Feeling her sex press against his growing erection Jack moaned into Elizabeth’s mouth. Jack began a trail of scorching openmouthed kisses along her neck until he reached her collarbone. She whimpered when she felt him start nipping at her collarbone and then soothing the bites with his tongue. Her hands came up to tangle in his thick dreadlocked mane as Jack’s head lowered to her perky breasts. He drew a nipple into his mouth and sucked it making it stiffen instantly. Not wanting to neglect her other breast he began tugging on it’s nipple as he continued suckling her other breast. Elizabeth rocked her hips against Jack’s throbbing flesh feeling the head of his erection slip between her silky folds. Tugging on his hair roughly she made him look up at her. Jack could see the lust that glittered in her eyes. Her voice was a breathy whisper when she finally spoke.

“Take me!”

Crushing his mouth to hers he rolled them so that she lay on her back with him pinning her to the mattress. Elizabeth’s legs flew up to wrap tightly around Jack’s waist as his hands grasped her hips desperately. She gave a strangled whimper as he pushed his engorged cock into her tight sheath. Her hands came up to wrap around his neck and grab onto his broad shoulders. Jack could feel her nails that were jagged from deck work as they bit into his skin. Their mouths met again hungrily their teeth scraping against each other’s as they sought for dominance of the kiss. The rhythm of their thrusts was deep and rough making their skin slap together noisily. She could feel the sweat that dripped from Jack’s forehead to land on her neck as he pounded against her feverishly. She dug the heels of her feet into his backside urging him to go faster. Jack pressed his palms flat against the mattress to steady himself as he thrust into her. The sweat that had been beading on her face began trickling down her neck to disappear in between her small breasts.

She could feel the bindings that Jack had loosened what now seemed like an eternity ago beginning to unravel and fall from where they were wrapped around her torso. Soon they had completely unraveled and lay on the mattress beneath her as Jack continued to pump into her. Elizabeth raised her hips frantically seeking out her release. She gave a small whimper when she felt her pelvic bone slam into Jack. Jack’s calloused hands came up to tangle in her silken tawny hair that was now damp with sweat. Their eyes locked and Elizabeth was sure that she could see down into the very depths of Jack’s soul as they moved against each other. Oh God how she had grown to love this wonderfully infuriating man that was looking down at her! But she dared not say out loud what she knew in her heart to be true. Love wasn’t something that a man like Jack Sparrow allowed himself the luxury of knowing. She was quite certain that he would do everything he could to push her away if he knew how much she loved him. So her only option was to keep it safely locked away in her heart and never let him know.

Feeling Jack thrust as deep as he could inside her she gave a strangled cry against his chest. Her arms wrapped tightly around his neck as she felt herself slipping off the edge of coherence. His name tore from her mouth like an eruption as her resolve crumbled around her. Her tea colored eyes fluttered closed as they rolled to the back of her head creating a brilliant flash of a million white lights. Tremors of liquid fire spread through her convulsing body as she tightened her grip on Jack to try and anchor herself. Jack grunted a broken version of her name as he gave a few shallow thrusts against her. Then she felt him shudder above her and heard him mutter a curse as his release exploded sending his pleasure flooding through his body so intense that it felt almost blistering to him. Jack gave another frenzied bout of thrusts as he whimpered her name. Then she felt the scorching hot rush of his essence as it overwhelmed her filling her so completely that she could feel it starting to dribble back out of her. She could hear Jack panting raggedly as he lay on top of her. After a few moments he rolled to the side making his now softened cock slip from her slick heat. She gave a small cry as she felt him draw her against his broad chest that was still slicked with sweat.

She lay there silently her cheek pressed into his sweaty chest. Jack was usually never interested in curling up together after their lovemaking. So this was completely unexpected to her as she felt his fingers start running through her sweat dampened hair softly. Thoughts of how much she loved him began bubbling up to the front of her mind as she lay there in his arms. Perhaps things had somehow changed between them without her knowing and maybe Jack wanted more from her? But she was afraid to tell him what was in her heart. Elizabeth was terrified of losing whatever relationship she did have with Jack. And telling him might break whatever fragile bond that they had. Jack’s voice snapped her from her thoughts back to him.

“Ye awake Izzy?”

“Hmm? Oh yes…..I’m still awake.”

“Yer awfully quiet love. What’s going on in that complicated little head of yers?”

She took a deep breath. Should she tell him the truth or just make up something? When she felt Jack nudge her it sent her heart leaping up into her throat. She flinched quite noticeably in his embrace. Now she would never get away with telling him some nonsense that she managed to concoct. Taking another deep breath she readied herself to speak.

“Lizbeth….are ye alright darling?”

“Yes….I’m fine.”

“Ye don’t sound fine love. What’s the matter?”

“It’s…it’s nothing.”

“C’mon love, it’s Jack, ye can tell me anything.”

She looked up at him to see that he was smiling at her. And it wasn’t his usual trademark smirk. It was a real genuine smile and it was beautiful. Yes, she would tell him just how much she loved him.

“Jack?”

“Yes?”

“Do you mean it? I can tell you anything? Anything at all?”

“Course I mean it.”

“Jack, I have something I want to tell you…..desperately.”

“Go on love, m’ listening.”

She closed her eyes as she opened her mouth to speak. Her voice was low and unsteady when she spoke.

“Jack…..I…….I……love you! I’m in love with you…..I’ve been in love with you for months now!”

Her eyes fluttered open quickly when she felt the mattress shift and heard it squeak. She felt tears sting her eyes as she saw Jack getting out of bed. He strode over to the table still naked to grab the bottle of rum from it. This was not the reaction she had wanted at all. In fact it was what she had been afraid would happen if she told him she loved him.

“Jack?”

He didn’t respond as he bent down to pick up his breeches. She panicked as she watched him start pulling on his breeches. Jumping up from their bed she wrapped the blanket around her naked body.

“Jack?”

He still said nothing as he strode towards the door to their cabin. Raindrops beating against the windows of the cabin could be heard mingled with the slight howling of the wind. There was a storm approaching and it had barely begun to manifest over the port of Tortuga. Elizabeth hurried after Jack as he headed out onto the deck of the Pearl. Her voice could barely be heard above the howling of the wind as she screamed his name.

“JACK! Jack please!”

She followed him all the way to the front of the ship. The rain pelted them in sheets drenching them quickly as it began to fall harder. The blanket that Elizabeth had wrapped around herself now clung to her body like a second skin getting heavier from the rainwater that saturated it. Her tawny hair stuck to her neck and back from the rain that had soaked it. Jack had not once answered her as she called out his name. She was quickly becoming irritated with his outright refusal to acknowledge her.

“Jack, listen to me!”

She grabbed his shoulder which made him whirl around to face her quickly. In the moonlight she could see his dark eyes were glittering dangerously.

“Jack?”

He grabbed her chin and forced her to look up at him roughly.

“Don’t!”

“But Jack I…”

“I said shut it!”

“Didn’t you hear me Jack? I said I….”

He cut her off abruptly yanking her face closer to his.

“I heard what ye said! Ye don’t love me…ye can’t!”

“But Jack…”

“No! Shut it! Ye can’t love me…..ye have t’ understand that Elizabeth!”

Then he released his grip on her chin shoving her back as he did. Tears blurred her vision as she watched Jack turn his back to her once more to stare out to sea. She choked back a sob as she ran back to the cabin that she shared with him. Not caring that she was soaked from the rain she flung herself onto the bed and began sobbing into her pillow. On deck Jack looked back at the cabin sadly. He hadn’t meant to hurt her. It had to be this way. It was for her own good. He could never give her the kind of life she deserved and in time she would see that. Maybe in time she would even thank him for what he had done. The faint sounds of her sobs muffled by the rainstorm were carried back to him by the howling wind. Feeling his chest tighten he scowled as he turned the bottle up to take a long drink from it. It was done already and there was no going back now. He supposed she hated him for the things he’d said to her. Good….she should hate him. After all he was a good for nothing pirate and would only end up hurting her worse in the long run if he allowed a relationship to blossom between them.

A/N: Okay this was intended to be a oneshot…..but it could have a sequel to continue it if you think it’s good enough. Let me know what you think!