Dark Corners

Disclaimer: I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean or anything associated with it. But wouldn’t that be friggin’ awesome if I did?! *Ahem* but Disney owns it, I do not.
Also, it’s been a while since I’ve written creatively, be gentle with me.

Elizabeth had been traveling with the “charming” crew of the Black Pearl for quite some time now. While it had taken her some time to get used to being called “love” and being told where the kitchen was located, she found herself now enjoying the boorish mannerisms of her fellow crewmates, even giving them what-for when they all get loaded on rum. There was one thing Elizabeth could not adjust too, however:

Him.

Jack was still resentful about her feeding him to the Kraken. Of course, he didn’t understand the big picture: they would have all died if she had not done what she did. Jack’s departure from their world seemed like a blessing for a while.

Except Elizabeth could not forget that kiss.

That kiss, the kiss she shared with Jack, that sexy, tongue-filled kiss replayed in her mind over and over. It was bad enough that she was aroused after their kiss; but now when Will kisses her, she thinks of Jack! And dammit all if Jack wasn’t making it harder on her to keep focused. His new passive-aggressive form of taunting her was finding her when she was alone…and scaring the ever-loving crap out of her with that dark gaze of anger and lust.

Like the other day in the kitchen: Elizabeth was searching the cabinets for rum (what else was new?) when she felt a warm body pressed up against her and a hand wrapped around her wrist. She struggled to turn around, but heard a whisper in her ear: “Wot’s the matter, darlin’? Scared?”

Elizabeth was spun around only to be eye-to-eye with Jack Sparrow, CAPTAIN Jack Sparrow as it were. She tried not to let her nervousness show. “And what would I have to be scared of, Mr. Sparrow?” she asked, trying to insert some confidence into her slightly-shaking voice.


Jack shrugged nonchalantly as he pressed his body further into her, forcing her back against the cabinet. “After what you did to me, I’d say you have plenty to be scared of.” He continued to press himself into her, his face short inches away from her face.

Elizabeth gazed into his eyes for a moment. Sure, she was scared; she had seen on a number of occasions just exactly what Jack was capable of. After all, he was captain of the Black Pearl for a reason. But while she looked into those dark eyes, she also felt some sort of…excitement. Particularly in her nether regions. Oh shit. She shook herself out of her revelry and ripped Jack’s hand off her wrist. “Mr. Sparrow,” she said in her usual dignified manner (if only slightly shaken), “I did what was best for my crew. If that meant sending you to Davy Jones’s locker to pay off your debt, then so be it. If you had wanted to do something awful to me- she paused, then whispered, “you would have done it by now.”

Jack’s eyes darkened, due to the fact that a. she was bloody right! and b. despite what she had done, how she had betrayed him…he wanted her so fucking badly it hurt. Puppy-eyes Turner barely qualified as a man. And he had seen Elizabeth fight; she was a real pirate and downright nasty to boot.

Now it was Jack’s turn to shake out of his revelry. He backed away from her, even if he did take his time doing it.

Elizabeth scurried to get out of the kitchen, but heard him say on her way out: “Try not to find yourself in too many dark spaces, love. You’ll want to keep an eye out for anything lurkin’.”

Jack smirked to himself: plenty of dark spaces on this ship. He’d find her.


The Pearl seemed to be sailing endlessly to nowhere. Finally, one of the crewmembers told Elizabeth to ask the Captain where they were headed.

“What? Why me?” she cried.

“Cos’…” the stout pirate scratched his head, “why not yew?”

“Absolutely not!” she huffed.

Will was standing nearby. He couldn’t help but notice how Elizabeth’s once cool demeanor towards Jack had changed. “Elizabeth,” he said softly, “what’s going on with you and Jack?”

Elizabeth’s eyes widened. “Nothing, Will,” she said, “He’s his usual slimy self and I’m…in love with you.” She smiled widely at him.

Will smiled back at her and kissed her for what seemed like forever. Elizabeth felt it was forever and opened her eyes slightly to see the crewmembers grinning back at her. Of course, she spotted Jack off to the side with his usual stoic look on his face. In the blink of an eye, he was gone.

Elizabeth broke away from Will. “I’ll go see Jack now,” she told him, far too cheery. In all reality, she was kind of glad to be getting away from Will and his surprisingly girly lips. She sauntered off to the captain’s quarters.

She knocked on the door. “Captain? I need a word with you.” When no response came, she opened the door gently and walked inside.

Jack wasn’t here. In fact, his quarters looked like they hadn’t been lived-in in quite some time. Elizabeth continued to tip-toe her way in. The room was dark, but the moon shined through the window. She ran her fingertips over the maps on the desk and glanced at Jack’s large bed accommodations. She was just thinking about what it would be like to be with Jack on that bed…

And that’s when the door slammed shut.


Elizabeth spun around in time just to see Jack stalking towards her.

“C-Captain,” she stammered, “I was just coming to ask-

Jack was coming closer and closer. He sidled up to her so quickly that Elizabeth didn’t even realize that her back was against the wall.

His hands were on her hips, slowly sliding their way up her torso. “What are you doin’ in me quarters, Miss Swan?” he said softly.

“I…I…”

Elizabeth could hardly breathe; Jack’s hands were covering her breasts. She would be batting his hands off her, but it felt so good…

“Jack…we were wondering…”

She gasped. Jack’s hands were under her shirt in a flash, rubbing her breasts in a circular motion. She couldn’t get words to formulate, it was so bloody good…

Jack tweaked her nipples and Elizabeth squealed slightly. He looked her dead in the eye and said, “I told you to stay out of dark places.” His fingers traced down her flat stomach as he pressed his erection into her body. “And now…” he rubbed her crotch up and down, “you’ll pay.”

Elizabeth couldn’t stop herself. She grabbed Jack’s hand and pushed his fingers in her pussy.

Jack smiled that devilish smile, “Oh no, that’s not how we play.” He took his hand out of her pants and licked his wet fingers. “A hot meal- just the way I like it.” He looked at Elizabeth, who blushed. “No time to be shy, love,” Jack said as he kissed her.

Elizabeth melted. Jack kissed rough, circulating his tongue in her mouth whenever he felt like it. He devoured her lips and she knew he was hungry for more. His erection was practically buried in her moist crotch and she so desperately want to free it. In a bold move, she tore away from their hot kiss gently pushed Jack away. Then, she fell to her knees and began to pull his trousers down.

“Oh no, darlin’, you can’t get away- But Jack was unable to finish his sentence because Elizabeth took him deep into her mouth. Holy God, this girl was lapping him up like the last bit of rum! Jack moaned, feeling so fucking amazing as Elizabeth gripped his shaft and wrapped her tongue around the tip.

She ran her tongue up and down his throbbing cock, knowing he was going out of his mind. ‘That’ll teach him to find me in dark corners,’ she thought to herself. She cupped her hands around his balls, massaging them while she took turns licking and blowing cool air on him.

Jack couldn’t stand this. He was already pre-cumming! He hoisted Elizabeth off of the ground, pulling down her pants and maneuvering his fingers into her pussy.

Elizabeth moaned before she could stop herself. He was massaging her clit while he moved his fingers in and out of her. The combination of the two was overwhelming her.

“Oh God…Jack…mmm, right there…oh God…”

Jack ignored his cock, his mission to make Elizabeth come overwhelming him. He rapidly shoved his fingers in and out of her, rubbing her clit head-on, feeling her juices as he swirled his fingers in her.

“Oh Jack Jack Jack oh bloody hell Jack oh!”

Elizabeth was so close to coming, she could feel it. Her wet pussy was tingling as Jack’s fingers moved…

But then Jack stopped. Elizabeth looked up at him, bewildered. “Jack, what-

Jack was full of surprises; he pulled off her trousers, lifted her leg with one arm, and guided his penis into her hot pussy in one fell swoop. Then with his other hand, he held up her other leg, holding her up while he frantically thrust into her.

Elizabeth would’ve been outraged, but Jack’s cock felt incredible. He moved in and out of her, burying himself deeply or teasing her with shallow thrusts.

Jack suddenly put her on her feet. Elizabeth was confused, until she saw that he was turning her around and fucking her from behind. Jack continued, thrusting into Elizabeth, trying to reach deep inside of her so she could come again and again.

Elizabeth put her hands against the wall as she met Jack’s thrusting. He was fucking her, oh God was he fucking her, oh fucking fuck fuck-

“Jack Jack oh Jack, fucking make me come, oh Jack-

He needed no further asking. Jack wrapped one arm around her waist while he used his other hand to rub her clit. He rubbed her hard as he pushed in and out of her, in and out, rubbing, pushing…

“Oh right-there-Jack-fuck-right-there-Jack-JACK!”

Elizabeth came, waves of pleasure erupting as she continued to buck Jack. She pressed herself further into the wall, unable to contain herself as Jack still fucked her.

Jack was a determined man; he was determined to make her come again.

Elizabeth was still tingling from her first major orgasm when she felt a second one building up. “Oh God Jack, what are you Jack oh God Jack…”

Jack smirked as he barely contained his own pleasure, “Goin’. To. Make. You. Come. Aaaaagain!” He was barely able to get the last word out as he grabbed her breasts and plunged deeper into her. He was coming- oh God was he coming, it was fucking incredible…

Jack rubbed Elizabeth’s breasts, pinching her nipples as they came together. Elizabeth’s second orgasm was really strong, sending shockwaves of pleasure rippling throughout her. Her nipples tingled, her clit ached, and Jack’s seed was hot and fucking incredible…

Jack’s orgasm was so strong he almost lost control. Grabbing Elizabeth’s hips tightly, he held onto her while his orgasm overcame him, spurting out of him, sending pleasure up his spine, right to his fingertips.

Jack sandwiched Elizabeth against the wall as he caught his breath. Elizabeth didn’t mind; she was loving the feeling of Jack’s sweaty body pressed so heavily against hers. She laid against the wall, still shaking from her last orgasm. Bloody hell, it was amazing.


Jack lifted her up from against the wall by wrapping his arm around her waist. “So,” he puffed slightly, “did you learn your lesson?”

Elizabeth turned her head to see a smirk grow on his face. Then she looked down at the pool between her legs and smiled. “Help me find some more of these dark corners and we’ll see.”

Sorry, I hope I didn’t take too long to get to the good part. I have a bad habit of doing that. Anyway, I really hope you enjoyed this. I can’t decide if I want it to be a one-shot or not, so let me know if you think I should continue it (no, that was not a not-so-secret plea for reviews, I really am curious about your opinions). Thanks for reading!