Of Revenge and Shattered Dreams | By : JennyPugh Category: Pirates of the Caribbean (All) > General Views: 4876 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Usual disclaimers
and I hate having a cold :(
With thanks to Kat,
lexie, A Depp Girl, sassafras, beatlechicksteph, Miss Sophia, Slytheringurl, Rose
Pearl, geminillama, Opi, Orlando’s Hot Chick, Ginny and Hils for editing (and
reviewing before you nag!)
Another shortish
chapter I’m afraid, but you might get an extra long one next time around.
…
Chapter Sixteen: ‘D’ya
like it, Jen? Will ya be happy
here?’
Some three weeks
after the land had been bought, the houses were finished and the men eagerly
awaited the two women to inspect them, as they had not been allowed in during
the building work. Shay took Patience’s
hand and led her around the back to the smaller house, while
Jack led Jenny to their door.
‘Ya ready?’ he
grinned, excitedly. He was pleased with
the house and prayed that she would be too.
‘As I’ll ever be,’
she replied, nervously. She had watched
closely as her house went up, trying to imagine what it would look like
inside. She was delighted with the
veranda that ran along the front of it and had already mentally decided to put
a couple of easy chairs there so she could sit and watch the sea.
Jack opened the
door and stood aside so Jenny could take her first look at her home. She gasped in surprise. It was a lot bigger than she had anticipated
and her eyes took in the large fireplace directly opposite the door and the
kitchen area at the side.
‘I’m never going to
fill this up!’ she gasped. ‘It’s
enormous.’
‘Yer goin’ ter need
th’space when this one has brothers and sisters,’ Jack laughed, patting her
belly. ‘Besides you and th’minx can
have fun buyin’ stuff fer yer homes, eh?’
‘Oh Jack…’ Her breath hitched as she fought against
tears. ‘It’s perfect, thank you.’ Jenny turned and faced out of the door. ‘Thank all of you,’ she said to the men,
still eagerly awaiting her verdict.
‘You have done the most marvellous job and I’m sure Patience is equally
as delighted with her home.’
…
‘Close yer eyes,
cailìn. No peekin’ now.’
‘We’re not havin’ that
game again, are we?’ she sighed, but obediently closed her eyes.
‘Ah, ye know ye
like this game,’ he teased, his eyes dancing with excitement.
Her lips twitched
to a smile and she held out her hands trustingly to him. ‘I like any game yer play,’ she chuckled as
he led her up a step. She heard the
faint squeak of a door being opened.
‘Open…’
She slowly opened
her eyes, looking around her in surprise.
‘It’s huge!’ she exclaimed, her eyes growing wide with joy and
astonishment.
‘It’s tiny!’ he laughed,
hugging her to him. ‘Ye like it?’
‘It’s not tiny!’
she protested, wandering through to the small kitchen area. ‘Ain’t never had a kitchen b’fore! An’ two fireplaces!’ She turned to the men gathered in the
doorway, anxious to see if the sharp tongued woman liked her house. ‘Thank ya all so much,’ she smiled
shyly. ‘It’s wonderful.’
‘Come on, I’ll show
ye where yer bed will be,’ Shay grinned lasciviously as he shut the door on his
departing crewmates and lead her up the stairs to the small space beneath the
rafters.
She smiled to
herself as he had to duck down in places.
‘Good job ye’ll be lying down up ‘ere!’ she snorted.
‘Gawd help me if I
have ter get up in th’night!’
‘I won’t laugh… too
much!’ she teased, bobbing her tongue out to him.
‘Hmpf! Ye’d wet yerself,’ he mocked.
‘Probably die
laughin’ too!’
‘Ye might die,
that’s fer certain,’ he threatened, jokingly.
‘Th’carpenter is already workin’ on th’beds fer ye and Jen.’
‘So th’bed would be
here, yes?’ She lay down on the
floorboards, staring up at the timbered roof.
‘Yes, there’s no
room fer it elsewhere. Yer clothes will
have ter be stored either in a chest up here or a cupboard downstairs.’
Patience propped
herself up on her elbows, staring up at him.
‘It’s a bloody palace Shay!’ She
couldn’t remember the last time she had smiled so much.
‘Ye like it then?’
he grinned, joining her on the floor.
‘I’ll have ter be
polite ter Sparrow after this!’ she moaned, still
unable to stop grinning.
‘Aye, I reckon ye
will,’ he laughed, pulling her on top of him.
‘How about we christen yer new house, eh?’
She laughed,
reaching for his shirt. ‘Yer are a bad
man, Shay Connelly!’
‘Only since I met
ye!’ he laughed before kissing her hungrily as he worked on the laces of her
dress.
‘I don’t believe
that!’ she retorted, returning his kiss with equal fervour.
…
‘A party?’ Jack looked at his lover, standing by the
window of what was to be their bedroom, and grinned.
‘Yes, Patience and
I thought it would be a nice way of thanking the men. It wouldn’t be for a few days yet. They need chance to recover their strength
and we need to get the houses stocked up.
What do you think?’
‘I think it a
wonderful idea,’ he replied, his grin broadening. ‘Any excuse ter get drunk…’
‘Yes, I thought that
might be your reply,’ she sighed, shaking her head and smiling.
‘D’ya like it,
Jen? Will ya be happy here?’ He wound his arms around her and pressed his
forehead against hers.
‘Yes, as happy as I
can be away from you,’ she smiled, the smile tempered by the knowledge that he
would be gone within the week. His
shoulder had healed faster than they had thought it would and he had decided to stay with the ship rather than risk the
crew sailing without him for a while, much to Jenny’s huge disappointment. But she understood his reasoning and had not
made a fuss, knowing that he would visit her as often as he could.
‘I’ll miss you as
well, ya know,’ he smiled, kissing her lips.
‘Got used ter havin’ a warm bunk.’
‘Oh! That’s all I am to you, eh?’ she teased,
smacking his backside.
‘Of course not,
luv. Me cabin has never been so clean
either…’ He broke from the embrace and
bounded down the stairs before she had a chance to react.
‘Come here, you
cheeky sod,’ she called, coming down the stairs at a much slower pace.
‘Yer’ll have ter
catch me first.’
‘I will when you
least expect it, Jack Sparrow,’ she warned, giggling.
‘Let’s go an’ see
how th’minx likes her house.’ Jack put
his arm around Jenny’s waist, his hand on her growing belly, and they walked
along the garden path to the small house.
He knocked on the door, looking puzzled when there was no reply. He opened it and stepped inside.
‘Patience? Shay?’
There was a muffled
cry from the room above the kitchen.
‘Bugger off!’ came Shay’s gruff voice.
‘We’re busy…’
‘Already…?! Bleedin’ hell,
Connelly. I thought I was a fast
worker.’
‘Excuse me?’ Jenny arched her eyebrow at Jack and folded
her arms.
‘Was… was a fast worker,’ he smiled sheepishly. ‘Come on, let’s leave these two lovers in peace.’ They beat a hasty retreat, catching each
other’s eye and laughing.
‘Oh dear, I hope we
haven’t spoiled things for them,’ Jenny worried, trying hard not to smile.
‘Nah. Although they have given me an idea,’ he
grinned, twirling the ends of his moustache.
‘I don’t bloody
think so! At least not until there’s a
bed in there.’
‘I’ll pay a visit
ter th’carpenter later then. Get him
ter hurry up. Mind you…’ he smiled
salaciously, ‘we could always get blankets and suchlike from th’ship. Spend th’night in our home.’
‘All right,’ she
conceded with a gleam in her eyes.
‘Just make sure there are plenty of blankets.’ She sat on the step of the veranda and
sighed. ‘It is beautiful here.’
‘Aye, extra rum
rations fer Gibbs fer recommendin’ it,’ Jack laughed,
sitting beside her and leaning against the post, pulling Jenny into his
arms. They sat in companiable silence
for a time, drinking in their surroundings until they heard voices approaching
them.
‘Ah! Finshed have we?’ Jack winked as Shay and
Patience came into view, a blush creeping over the face of the young Tortugan
woman.
‘I’m sorry we
interrupted,’ Jenny apologised, digging him in the ribs.
‘Nothin’ ter worry
about, cailin,’ Shay smiled, his arm resting easily across the small woman’s
shoulders. ‘D’ye like yer house?’
‘It’s wonderful
Shay, thank you for your help. Do you
like yours?’ she asked Patience.
‘It’s a palace!’
she grinned. ‘I’ll never fill it all.’
Jenny laughed. ‘That’s exactly what I said to Jack.’
‘Aye, thanks Cap…
Jack,’ she smiled hesitantly. ‘Yer’ve
been more than generous.’
‘Does this mean yer
goin’ ter obey me now?’ he joked.
‘No, I’m not on yer
ship any more,’ came the riposte. ‘An’
I’ve never been a member of ya crew anyway…’
‘How about polite
then? Is polite too much ter ask?’
‘I will if you
will…’
‘Here they go
again,’ Shay sighed, rolling his eyes at Jenny who chuckled with him.
…
Jack blew out the
lantern and snuggled down beside Jenny on the blankets. The moonlight flooded through the
unshuttered window, giving them enough light to see each other.
‘Are there any
blankets left on the ship?’ she laughed, running her hand across his bare
chest.
‘One or two in sick
bay I think,’ he grinned, catching her hand in his and bringing it up to his
lips. ‘I hate sleepin’ on land,’ he
grumbled, kissing her fingers.
‘Who said anything
about sleeping?’
‘Ya wanton woman,’
he growled, turning over onto his side and grasping her head in his hand,
pulling her in to a deep kiss.
‘Is… that… a…
complaint?’ she asked between kisses, moaning into his mouth as he teased a
nipple with his thumb and finger, pinching and tweaking it.
‘No,’ he murmured,
burying his face in her neck and biting on the soft flesh, marking her as his
own.
Jenny ran his hand
down his back and gripped a cheek, squeezing and grasping him, a guttural moan
escaping her lips as she felt his manhood growing against her hip. She shuddered as he took her nipple into his
mouth and sucked on it, making slurping noises as he did, then attacked the
other nipple with equal fervour while his fingers rubbed against her slit
bringing her to a quick and loud climax.
‘Do ya want ter be
on yer back or knees?’
‘My back,’ she
panted, her hair already damp with exertion.
‘I want to see your face.’
Jack folded a couple
of blankets double and pushed them beneath her, to give her back support, then
knelt between her legs, grinning wolfishly as she bucked her hips towards him.
‘Can’t wait, eh?’
he teased, rubbing the tip of his length against her, closing his eyes at the
feel of her wet folds.
‘Please,’ she begged, pushing against him once more. ‘I need you.’
He pushed into her
roughly and started pumping straight away, groaning as she brought her legs
across his back, with a little difficulty, and pulled him in further. ‘Oh… Jen…’ he panted, thrusting his tongue
into her mouth and taking up the same rhythm as his prick, almost losing
control as she sucked hard, drawing him deep into her mouth.
Jenny released her
grip on his tongue and cried out as her body convulsed with her climax, her
nails raking down his back and drawing blood.
‘Bloody hell…’ he
gasped as white hot desire shot through his body and ended inside Jenny as his
release exploded into her, his juice mingling with hers until he was fully
spent.
‘Jen…’ he murmured,
withdrawing slowly and lying beside her, wrapping his body around the contours
of hers.
‘Ohhh,’ she
breathed, shivering as the night air chilled her damp body.
‘Here, don’t want
ya catchin’ cold now, do well?’ he smiled, taking the folded blankets from
beneath her and laying them over her body.
‘Thank you,’ she
whispered, kissing him tenderly. ‘I
love you, Jack Sparrow.’
‘I love you,
Jenny,’ he murmured, playing with the wooden heart that hung around her neck.
…
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