A Most Unusual Interest | By : Nemain Category: Pirates of the Caribbean (All) > General Views: 5187 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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A Most Unusual Interest Chapter Fourteen (NC-17)
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Myrtle was
nervous. She chided herself for the
butterflies in her stomach even as she sat crossed legged on Jack’s bunk. Taking long, slow breaths, she told herself
to calm down. You’ve been in bed
with him today already…After everything you’ve done, a little sleep should not
make you blush and shiver. She
knew, though, in her heart of hearts, that Jack would not want to simply sleep
that night. Anna Maria had told her as
much with a sly grin and a rolling laugh as they bent over their hardtack and
dried beef, a rarity on ships outside the King’s service. “So you’re Jack’s woman now, eh?”
“I…I don’t
think it’s like that…” Myrtle had felt
the blood flood her cheeks as she picked at the salty beef strips, jolted from
her thoughts on Goliath by Anna Maria’s question. “We…it was just in the moment.”
“Mmmm…” Anna Maria contemplated her slice of coveted
lime and smiled suddenly. “I know your
sort. A fine lady, thinking pirates are
adventure, freedom…you be thinkin’ Jack’ll keep you on board now? He’s got women all over the Caribbean and
prob’ly the Spanish Main and England, too.”
Myrtle’s
embarrassment turned to shamed anger.
“We are not married. We just…did
something.”
“Ah…” the female captain’s smile became
knowing. “You think he’ll protect you
now, do ye? Because he had your body…”
“I can
protect myself, thank you.”spanspan>She stood
up, clutching her meager meal to her chest. “Good evening, Captain.”
“Myrtle, he
won’t let it stand at one time, you know,” she called around a mouthful of
hardtack. “So long’s you’re on this ship…”
She did not
break her stride as she took her dinner into Jack’s cabin, her ruined one
standing open and accusing next door.
Even hours later, Anna Maria’s bemused, angry tone cut her to the quick. It was well past dark outside, the grimy oil
lamps in the cabin reduced to an orange glow in an effort to save fuel. She changed out of her borrowed trousers and
shirt into one of the lawn shifts in her trunk. The books taunted her with answers but she forced herself
away. She already knew what she needed
to do. Myrtle nearly jumped out of her
skin when Jack flung the door open and stumbled into the cabin, bowing and
muttering a greeting as he slammed the door behind him. “I hope you don’t mind…” she began.
“Rum,” he
cut over her words, “is proof there is a God!”
“Pardon?”
“Anna Maria
is truly,” he slurred, “God’s gift for having not one but ten—ten!—barrels of
the nectar of the gods in her hold!”
“Ten!” Myrtle’s mind boggled for a moment. “How did…”
“Weasley
black guts, love. We’ve all got ‘em.”
His grin winked at her in the dim light as he moved to extinguish the oil
lamps.
She nodded
shakily, her insides quivering unexpectedly as he began to shed his belts and
scarves, his fingers fumbling with the laces on his shirt. Suddenly, she felt tired. The attack, the giant in the hold, Anna
Maria arriving… It all hit her at once,
layering over her experience with Jack earlier, her own bold moves, to make her
feel just short of collapsing then and there.
She covered a wide yawn with the back of her hand as her eyelids felt
unbearably heavy. She fell back against
the thin pillow of Jack’s bunk and her muscles relaxed entirely. She did not feel Jack climb into the bunk
next to her, gently moving her so he could lay down. She did hear, him though, and felt his beard brushing against her
ear as he murmured her name. “I have to
tell you,” she muttered. “Too tired.”
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