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Lagoon	By : hallowedmaiden Category: Pirates of the Caribbean (All) > Het - Male/Female > Jack/Elizabeth Views: 3904 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own POTC or the characters and I do not make any money from this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Lagoon
- 2-Shore
- 3-Zeal
- 4-Heartbeat
- 5-Sunrise
- 6-Sunset
- 7-The Code
- 8-Cabin
- 9-Jack
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"Recall that I did propose to you. You could have had this a long time ago," he said, twitching his hips to accentuate his meaning.
She shifted her face from his cheek to look at him.
"It was horrible timing, and besides you weren't actually serious anyways," she responded. The look on his face suggested that she might be wrong, but she didn't say anything else about it. "I don't want just that, Jack."
He eased her down to a patchy section of grass next to the pool, then propped himself up on his elbows above her.
"No?" he asked, and she could tell that he either didn't fully understand her meaning, or he didn't believe her. She watched him dip his head to stare at her now exposed breasts, blushing both from nervousness and the heat in his eyes.
"Relax love," he murmured against her skin, glancing up at her in surprise.
"Sorry, this is just the first time that anyone's ever…" she trailed off, noticing that the same thought had just occurred to him.
"I'm the very first? For everything?"
She nodded. "Well, besides me, yes."
The perfect wonder in his eyes as he stared at her lying underneath him was something that she had not expected.
"You have nothing," he placed a soft kiss on her nipple, "to worry about."
"But-"
He raised his head again to interject. "Let me help you gain perspective. I have been with a lot of women. A lot. And you," he paused and inclined his head at her body, "are far and away the most beautiful one that I have ever seen. Really, I decided that the first time I saw you, with your practically translucent shift, lying on that dock staring up at me."
"I was a bit fascinated with you."
Goosebumps littered her skin when his hand disappeared between her legs again, playfully caressing her.
"I'm convinced at this point that you only objected to my arrest because you wanted this," he teased, twitching his hips for emphasis.
"The same could be said for you saving me," she retorted, not sounding as confident as she could have with that nestled against her thigh.
"No, I saved you because I am a good man, as you kept insisting during one of the several attempts at seduction aboard the Pearl. Besides, it isn't just your body that makes you beautiful, love. I have never met a woman who can engage in a battle of words with me and come out equal quite like you can."
No one could ever say that the man didn't have extensive skill in raising a woman's confidence.
"Well, that's all fine, but I don't know if I can…" she stopped, too embarrassed to continue. He withdrew his hand from her entrance, focusing his full attention on her face.
"Can what, love?"
She panicked for a moment, trying to search for the words to explain herself.
"What if I can't please you?" tumbled out, leaving her feeling a bit silly.
An almost comical look of dumbfoundedness crossed his face, transitioning into a look of barely restrained laughter.
"What?" she snapped.
Then a quiet chuckle did come out. "Well, I will help you alleviate your concerns in just a moment, but first, allow me to explain the ways that you have already pleased me tonight."
He positioned both hands in front of her so she could see, and then began ticking off his fingers.
"First, the fact that you really thought you could escape undetected from me after getting an eyeful amused me to no end. Second, the way you touched me back there would have made me come had I not stopped you," he halted to watch the pretty blush extend down her chest, "and third, I will reiterate exactly how beautiful you are to look at when I am touching you."
She reached down to wrap her fingers around him again in response, stroking him.
"You liked this?" and she damn well knew the answer just by the suddenly pained expression on his face.
"Like. I like it very much."
He let her continue for a few moments and then stilled her hand.
"I mentioned to you that I had another idea to make your insecurities perish. I am going to give you full control over me. You can do whatever you want to do to me. Call it practice."
"Practice?" she echoed.
No further explanation was needed when he shifted to lay on his back next to her, gently tugging at her until she climbed up to straddle him.
If someone had told her that Captain Jack Sparrow would one day be lying naked under her, completely at her mercy, she might have told them to go jump off of the battlements.
"Anything I want?"
He waved his hand down his body, smirking at her. "Anything you want."
In one of her finest moments yet, a dazzling idea came to her.
"Close your eyes, please," she purred in the most innocent tone she could muster.
Rather than reacting with suspicion, he grinned at her and made a show of settling his head down into the grass with his eyes firmly shut.
She inhaled deeply to calm her nerves and admired him without panic this time. The moonlight cast a bluish glow on his bronzed skin, adding to the mystique of him. His pitch black hair was still wet, causing small droplets of water to travel down his chest. The muscle beneath his skin was sculpted just right, giving him a lean yet hardened physique.
He really was a magnificent creature. It was also constantly in the back of her mind that he was being incredibly generous with her. Any lesser man would have forgone all of this, skipping straight to the main event.
"I am going to require you to tell me about all of your tattoos at some point," she said, leaning forward to place both of her hands on his chest. She latched onto the point where his neck met his right shoulder and laved her tongue there.
"You will require me?" he goaded, giving her a low chuckle that sent delicious vibrations through her.
"Mhm, and your scars, if you wouldn't mind."
"Lizzie, I will happily tell you anything you want to know about me at some point, because, at the moment, I am spending every second just waiting to wake up and discover that this was all a very pleasant dream, so anything happening beyond this is almost too good to hope for."
She kissed her way down his shoulder, memorizing the clean taste of his skin.
"Oh, Jack. I told you earlier that I certainly want more than just your body, and if this is going to happen, I refuse to let it be just the once. In fact, I might just take you hostage and never let you go."
"You're going to take me hostage?"
She decided that the genuine laugh that accompanied his barb was one of the most beautiful sounds that she had ever heard.
"Don't underestimate me," she retorted, nipping at his skin.
"Actually, being tied to something with a blindfold on can be great fun, as long as you trust the other person."
That image, regardless of which one of them had the blindfold on, sent shivers up her spine as she dropped her head to capture his nipple in her mouth. She had been unsure if this would have the same effect on him as it did on her, but when he hissed through his teeth, she doubled her efforts, swirling her tongue around the hardened nub.
"Lizzie."
Her name in that low growl of his reminded her of how insane her need was for him. So insane, in fact, that she snuck her hand down to her center, and paused for a moment when she discovered how wet she was. Releasing his nipple, she craned her body to capture his lips. He immediately responded, his hand gliding up her side. Without giving him any indication of what she was doing, she began to lightly rub her clit as she kissed him.
At least she didn't plan on giving him any indication. When he slipped his tongue into her mouth, that combined with the friction of her fingers made her throat clench into the tiniest moan, and his eyes snapped open, immediately glancing down.
She swore that she felt him harden even more from where he was resting against the cleft of her bottom.
"God, you're killin' me, love," he rasped, watching her for another second before laying his head back down.
"At least it will be a happy death," she teased in an equally raspy voice, heavy with desire.
"Indeed."
With his eyes shut again, she withdrew her hand from between her legs and slid her way down his body, pausing to trace the muscles in his stomach with her finger, watching them twitch from her touch.
Then, she arrived directly above her prize, glancing up to see if he suspected anything. This act she had not only heard about but had seen firsthand one evening in the mansion. It had been just before bedtime, and she had snuck down to the kitchens for some water. On her way back up, a maid had been crouched on her knees in front of a Navy soldier, her head bobbing back and forth.
The image had been hard to shake for quite some time after that, but she had never thought that she would get the opportunity to perform it, especially not on the man beneath her.
She would have to be quick, and she would have to put aside any insecurities for now, despite the fact that her body was vibrating with nerves, as mucking this up would traumatize her for days.
Checking one more time to make sure he was not paying attention, she bent her head and swirled her tongue around the tip of his cock. His reaction was one that she would cherish for quite some time.
"Fucking Christ," he hissed, as his hips immediately bucked, both of his hands forming fists in the sandy grass. Gone was the playful teasing tones of his voice, replaced by a raw heavy growl that came from deep in his chest, sending more moisture straight to her core.
He was watching her now, propped up on his elbows again, his face a mix of fascination and pinpoint intensity. She smiled with her eyes and wrapped her hand around the bit of him that she knew she wasn't going to be able to reach. With the goal of making Jack lose all of his seemingly iron control, she took the first couple of inches into her mouth.
"Oh my god," he moaned, tilting his head back as she enveloped more of him with each stroke of her lips. When she reintroduced her tongue, his body quivered with pleasure, and she could tell that he was rapidly coming undone when he began to unevenly chant her name under his breath.
His eyebrows were pinched together, and his jaw was clenched. She also noticed that a fine sheen of sweat was starting to appear on his skin. Running her right hand along the ridge of muscle in his hip, she pushed down to hold him in place as much as possible and snickered internally when he swore at her again.
Excitement rushed through her as she prepared to send him over the edge. Sliding her head down until she had half of him enclosed in her mouth, she began to gently suck on him, gaining strength as she went, and she would have smiled when he threaded his hands through her hair had she been able to.
Then he hastily began tugging on her, hoarsely whispering some kind of warning, but she had prepared for this too and swatted his hand away.
Just when she didn't think his body could be wound any tighter, one last swirl of her tongue had him going rigid against her, and then he snapped, his face twisting into a beautiful expression of exquisite agony as he came into her mouth. She took all of it, fascinated by how aroused she was from the power she had exercised over him.
Finally, he went limp, dropping back down into the grass like a ragdoll. His face was completely slack with contentedness when his softening cock slipped from her mouth, and she decided that she would fight tooth and nail to live just to see Jack's face in the afterglow as many times as the universe would allow it.
She waited for him to regain the ability to speak. His eyes slid open, and a languid smile slowly appeared on his face.
"I...I don't know where you learned that, but please, don't hesitate to do it again whenever you bloody want, savvy?."
A ridiculous amount of gratification flooded her at the knowledge that she had done so well, and she crawled back up his body to pepper small kisses around the two bullet wounds that still marked his chest.
"I never learned it anywhere, I just caught a glimpse of it when I was younger. I was mostly guessing."
He sat up, taking her with him, adjusting her so that she was straddling him again.
"Of all of the things that I imagined doing to and with you, that was the one thing that I didn't think I had a hope of convincing you of. Caught me by surprise, you did," he said softly, playing with her hair.
"That was the idea."
Then he glanced down, breaking eye contact with her.
"You um...you didn't have to...well, you didn't have to swallow it, you know."
Never in a million years on any planet did she think she would ever see the great pirate captain look bashful. A musical laugh escaped her mouth and then doubled at his newly disgruntled expression.
"I don't mean to laugh Jack, I just find it amusing that you continue to underestimate me." she tittered.
"Underestimate you? No no, you misunderstand me. It's just that, well it doesn't taste the best."
That shut her laughter down.
"The taste wasn't awful, but how would you know what it tastes like anyway?" she questioned, even though she already had her obvious answer.
Then a devilish light returned to his eyes, and he smirked at her.
"Ah ah ah, that is information that you will have to work a little bit harder for," he drawled, waggling his finger at her.
"Just like you have to work a little bit harder to be up to the next task?" she teased, grinding her hips on him. His face went from playful to the expression of a predator eyeing his next meal in under a second.
"Well, if you keep doing that, you will be doing all of the work for me. Also, keep in mind exactly who you are currently sitting on top of."
And he certainly reminded her when he took her head in his hands and devoured her mouth in a blood-melting kiss that also made her very aware of the wetness that was starting to coat her innermost thighs.
"Lie back down, Lizzie," he purred, his voice laced with an unspoken promise of something magnificent. "Since you serviced me so perfectly, the only course of action that I can see is to return the favor, and I promise, you will beg me for more of this."
His voice was like molten velvet as he settled his body over hers again, glaring down at her.
"The uncontrollable need for this has been driving me insane ever since you planted the thought in my head with that pretty mouth of yours."
"What do you mean?" she whispered.
Her thighs clenched when his fingers danced at her center.
"I have to know what you taste like."
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