Consequences

Consequences

A/N: Okay this story just came to me in the middle of trying to brainstorm on my next chapter of the story I’m currently working on. So I decided to write a little prologue just to let my readers get a taste of it and see what they think. So please don’t hesitate to leave your comments!!

Summary: Years ago Jack had a one night stand with a woman whose name he didn’t even bother to get before sailing out of town on his next big adventure. She gave birth to his child…a little girl who she raised filling her head with bitterness towards the man who loved and left her. Finally now a woman at seventeen she decides she wants to find the cowardly man who ran out on her as a child and kill him for not having the decency to stay and take care of the family he had created. She finds an old piece of parchment folded up in her mother’s desk drawer. There is a short letter scrawled to her mother signed only JS and a shiny piece of eight coin that had been tucked inside the folded up parchment. Realizing this must be a letter from her father she decides she has to go and find him. After following his trail all over the Caribbean she finally catches up to him in Colombia. Stowing away on his ship she waits until dark before sneaking into his cabin and tries to kill him. Will she be able to carry out killing her own father? Oh and picture Meagan Fox as Jack’s daughter.

*seventeen years earlier*

Jack smiled as he watched the young woman in the pretty green dress from across the room. She was very petite with dark coffee colored brown hair that was long and thick and hung in beautiful curls that framed her alabaster face….she was a goddess. Her eyes were the most unusual shade of blue that he had ever seen. They were bright and almost the color of the water in the Caribbean. Her lips were full and the most delicious shade of pink…and when she wasn’t smiling they seemed to be perfectly heart shaped. They had made eye contact and shared several smiles from across the room the length of the evening. Finally feeling his curiosity getting the better of him Jack stood from the barstool he had been perched upon for quite some time now. Leaving his now empty mug of rum forgotten on the bar top as he strode confidently over to the beautiful brunette haired goddess that had caught his eye.

A couple of the other young ladies that she had been chatting with gave him a clear look of disapproval as they tried to guide her away from him. Glancing past her friends she flashed him a timid but inviting smile as she shrugged off their warnings to leave. Upon Jack coming to stand just a short distance away from her the other girls quickly departed eager to excuse themselves from his company. He flashed her a crooked gold toothed grin which made her blush as he tipped his very worn looking brown leather tricorne hat.

“An’ how’s a girl as pretty as ye out an’ about without her husband?”

A nervous giggle tore from her throat as she looked down at her feet before answering in a voice that was just above a whisper.

“Oh…I…I’m not married.”

“Ye know I find that truly impossible t’ believe darlin. Can I talk ye into a drink?”

“I suppose one drink wouldn’t hurt.”

Smiling broadly Jack offered her his arm and lead her back over to the bar where he quickly ordered himself a mug of rum and a mug of ale for her. One drink had seemed harmless enough but unfortunately for her one drink had turned into way more than she could keep count of. The loud striking of a large clock in the corner brought to her attention that it was well past a reasonable hour for a lady to be out and in the company of a man that people of her station most certainly did not mingle with. Jack being the ever quick witted pirate realized that she was beyond the capability of making it to wherever she called home decided to persuade her upstairs to the room he had rented for the night.

“Ye know love yer quite intoxicated an’ I would feel much better if ye jus’ let me get ye some place safe for the rest of the night?”

“I…I should have been home hours ago you know?”

“Yes…but where is home love?”

“I…I don’t…um it’s…”

“Not sure eh?”

“No…I can’t think right now….I…I’m tired.”

“Yer drunk darlin’…let’s get ye upstairs eh?”

Nodding she didn’t object when he slipped an arm around her slender waist and helped her off her stool to start the long walk up the winding staircase that lead to the small inn above the tavern. Jack smiled to himself smugly as he guided her down the hallway until they reached the very last room. Opening the door he ushered her inside before kicking it closed with his foot. Jack quickly and very skillfully began removing the young girl’s dress as he guided her to the bed. Pushing the heavy green wool dress off her shoulders Jack then pulled the sleeves off her arms so that the front of the dress now hung at her waist. The thin lace chemise that she wore underneath it did little to cover her. He could clearly make out the hard peaks of her rosy pink nipples. Bending down he closed his mouth around her right nipple making her moan and arch towards him. Jack suckled her nipple through the thin fabric making it stiffen even more. Reaching up she plucked the hat off his head and tossed it to the floor before tangling her fingers in his thick dark mane of dreadlocks. Jack began pulling the dress down over her hips until he had gotten it to her knees. Then shifting her back further onto the bed so that she was now laying flat on her back he grinned as he watched the dress slip to the floor leaving her only in that beautifully revealing chemise that had been hidden underneath.

Jack let his calloused right hand slide down her side until he reached her knee before making his way to her inner thigh. Grasping the thin lacy fabric in his fingers he ever so gently pulled it up to her thighs. Slipping his calloused hand down to her inner thigh Jack began inching his way up between her legs towards the treasure he desired most of all. Keeping her mind preoccupied by suckling on her pebble hard peaks Jack eased his right hand up under her chemise and then brought it up to her sex. Her hips bucked off the mattress when his fingers brushed against the sparse and coarse curls covering her sex. She whimpered when she felt a little moisture leak out to dampen the sparse curls that accented her folds.

Jack worked his thumb in between her silky folds and began gently massaging her soft pink pearl making her begin to rotate her hips softly against him. Deciding she was more than drunk enough to go along with what he had intended on doing the moment he had laid eyes on her he boldly slipped a couple fingers inside her warm slick sheath. Her soft moaning sounded like music to his ears as he pumped his fingers inside her skillfully manipulating her body to his will. Jack was more than pleasantly surprised when she suddenly sat bolt upright on the bed her cheeks flushed from his ministrations against her as she leaned over to whisper to him wantonly.

“Mmmmm….hurry….take me!”

Chuckling Jack quickly pulled off the thin lacy chemise that covered her and tossed it to the floor to join her dress before hastily standing up to shed his own clothes. Taking his throbbing erection in his right hand he crawled back onto the bed making her lay back down beneath him. He nudged her thighs wider apart with his knee before settling in between them. Guiding the thick head of his erection to her sex Jack rocked his hips grunting loudly as he buried his girth inside her. She gave a shrill cry at the pain of having him rip her innocence away to fill her to the brim with his overwhelming thickness. Jack began a hard thrusting into the dark haired young beauty that lay beneath him. She wrapped her arms around his waist bringing her hands up to rest just below his shoulders. He gave a low hiss when he felt her nails dig into the flesh of his shoulders as he pounded harder into her deliciously tight depths. Feeling the all too familiar tingling sensation that swept through his balls right before he climaxed Jack knew that it wouldn’t be much longer before he was exploding…more than likely inside of her. Grinding his hips hard against her he groaned when he felt a deep throbbing sensation coarse through the thick vein that run along the underside of his cock. He had practically seconds before his pleasure would erupt from his body and still he plunged deeper into her welcoming depths. She squeezed her thighs against his sides and gave a high keening cry as her climax surged through her body. Jack moaned raggedly as her inner muscles tugged at his cock violently. It was too much for him to endure and his resolve scattered like grains of sand in a harsh wind. Giving one last hard and deep thrust against her Jack threw his head back and moaned out his release. His eyes slipped shut as he felt the wonderful pulsing of his cock as his seed exploded deeply inside her rushing to fill her completely. After the last of his essence had been spilled Jack pulled out of her and collapsed onto his back beside her.

It wasn’t long before her breathing became even and he realized that she had fallen asleep. More than likely the effects of the heavy drinking had finally taken their toll on the young woman. Chuckling softly to himself he carefully got out of bed and began pulling on his clothes. It was close to dawn now and he wanted to be long gone before she opened her eyes. After all he had gotten what he had wanted out of her and she was clearly of much higher station than he ever could hope to be as a pirate…there was nothing left for them now that they had already shared a night together. Grabbing his hat off the floor he made his way to the door but stopped to steal one last glance at the well to do lady he had persuaded into bed. Her long thick coffee colored hair was sprawled out across the bed beneath her and her right arm was bent across her perky little breasts. The covers just pulled up to right at her hips she looked like a goddess in all her naked splendor. Suddenly feeling the slightest bit remorseful for leaving her alone in such a dirty little room he glanced over at the bedside table and saw an inkwell with a feather sticking out of it.

Pulling open the drawer he found a few pieces of parchment paper. Taking one he quickly scrawled a short letter onto it:

‘Sorry t’ love ye an’ leave love…but that’s the life of a pirate…never staying in one place too long. If things could be different…they would be…but we both know our worlds jus’ don’t belong entwined. Yer far too well off t’ have anything t’ do with a scoundrel pirate like me love. But ye can keep this as a memory of the night our two worlds came together. Briefly yers…JS’

Folding the letter hastily Jack then carefully placed it under her hand that lay across her breasts before pushing his hat down on his head and walking out the door shutting it softly behind him. He swaggered downstairs and headed towards the pier where he knew his one true love would be waiting for him…his beloved Black Pearl. A wide smile stretched across his dirty and tanned face when he saw her at the very end of the pier in the harbor. Quickening his pace Jack walked up the gangplank of his precious ship and was greeted by Gibbs who was getting the Pearl ready to leave port.

“Ah morning’ Jack…yer back awful early.”

“Aye…me Pearl was callin’ t’ me.”

“An’ the wench ye took t’ bed last night was startin’ t’ get too attached wasn’t she?”

“Never let it get that far mate.”

“So then ye spent last night alone?”

“No…I was with the most beautiful girl on the island Gibbs.”

“Which one of the girls did ye pay t’ keep yer bed warm last night Jack?”

“None of them…I didn’t pay for my after dark company.”

“Ah…reconnected with Sarah…that pretty an’ very lonely sailor’s wife eh?”

“No…m’ afraid Sarah an’ I aren’t that friendly anymore.”

“Then who…if ye don’t mind me asking Jack?”

“I don’t mind at all mate…trouble is I don’t know.”

“Ye don’t know the girl’s name that ye took t’ bed last night Jack?”

“Not a clue…never asked her for it…doesn’t really matter though.”

“Why’s that?”

“Won’t be seeing her again.”

Back in the small and dirty room that Jack had rented his lover from the previous night had just woken up. Stretching lazily she frowned when she felt nothing but the mattress around her. Sitting up she looked around the room to find that she was alone. Looking down she noticed the folded piece of parchment paper that had slipped down to rest on her stomach. Unfolding it hastily she read it. Tears began welling up in her bright blue eyes as she realized that she wouldn’t be seeing the devilishly handsome pirate that had seduced her the night before. Now she would have to return to Nassau Port a humiliated woman…her innocence compromised and her pride torn to shreds. Just what would her friends that had seen her with the pirate say when they saw her? Her stomach began to twist itself into a knot when her thoughts shifted to her fiance back home serving in King James’s court in England. What would Wesley do if he found out about her indiscretion with the pirate? Folding up the letter she quickly got dressed and decided she would much rather think about a believable story that she could tell her friends when they asked why she hadn’t been on the boat that had left Nassau Port this morning for England.

A/N: Okay tell me what you think of this story so far and if I should continue it!!