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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The crew nearby erupted in a loud cheer which went on long
after Jack had managed to break free from the twin embrace of Gibbs and Shay
and raised his arms for silence.
‘Come on Connelly, ya need think this is goin’ ter get ya
out of it. Up ya go.’
Shay pulled a face and reached hesitantly for the rigging,
placing his feet on the ropes a mere foot from the deck. He looked up and his eyes swam at the height
he was expected to go and he turned and looked
beseechingly at Jack, who shook his head and motioned upwards. Slowly, the Irishman climbed. Ten feet, twenty feet, higher and
higher. He realised halfway up that it
wasn’t a good idea to look down at the deck, so kept his eyes focused on where
he was until he finally reached the crows nest which he scrambled into and lay
panting on the base of it with his eyes screwed tight. He prised one eye open then the other and
looked at the clear blue sky above him and grinned, elation coursing through
his body. He got to his feet and looked
over the rail at the deck below and immediately wished he hadn’t as it began to
sway violently and he gripped the rail for all he was worth, praying that he
would not overbalance and plunge to the deck.
‘Jack,’ he called, shutting his eyes once more. ‘Jack, I can’t get down.’
Jenny, curious as to what all the noise was about, came on
deck and stood besides Jack, a broad smile on her face. ‘Shall I go and fetch him down?’ she
enquired.
‘Not on yer bloody life woman! Mr. Gibbs, see to it that Jenny does not set foot on th’riggin’
ever again, savvy?’
‘Don’t worry about that, Jack… Captain.’
‘You told them?
Even when I asked you to keep it quiet?’
‘Ah… sorry luv, it sort of slipped out.’ Sensing trouble brewing, Jack darted up the
rigging for all he was worth, leaving the task of preventing her from following to his quartermaster.
‘Ye took yer bloody time man,’ exclaimed Shay, frowning at
his friend. ‘Or was it that ye weren’t
goin’ ter come ter me rescue but ye perhaps felt safer up here?’
‘Dammit man, are ya a mind reader?’
‘Nah Jack. As ye
say, peas in a pod. Besides, I could
see th’look on Jen’s face from here,’ he chuckled.
‘She didn’t want me ter say anything just yet. Didn’t want th’crew makin’ a fuss.’
‘Ah…’
‘An’ they’re goin’ ter drive her mad.’
‘Well, it’ll only be until ye find a safe haven fer her,
eh?’
Jack frowned, suddenly realising that Jenny would not be
able to stay on the ship for much longer and would have to live on land. Therefore, he would have to find her
somewhere that was not only safe from other pirates and the navy, but easy for
him to reach on a regular basis. ‘She
won’t be with me all th’time,’ he thought sadly, the almost perpetual smile
fading from his face.
‘Jack?’
‘Aye Shay, just til we find a safe haven,’ he replied in a
heavy voice. ‘C’mon, let’s get yer back
down.’
Jack carefully guided the younger man down the netting until
their feet finally hit something solid.
Shay dramatically sank to his knees and kissed the deck, drawing
laughter from everyone on board except Jack, who wandered across to the poop
deck, lest any of his crew saw him so downcast.
‘Jack?’ Jenny had
noticed him walk away and followed silently behind and wound her arms around
him, leaning against his back and hugging him tight. ‘Is everything all right?’
‘Yes luv,’ came the curt reply and she tensed, pulling away
and looking bewilderedly at him as he turned to face her. ‘I’m sorry darlin’, I just realised that
you’re goin’ ter have ter leave th’ship soon.’
‘I know. Why do you
think I have never been overly disappointed when my bleeds started.’
He sighed heavily, leaning his forehead against hers. ‘I’ll find yer somewhere safe, eh? An’ I’ll visit so often you’ll be kickin’ me
out.’
‘More like I’ll chain you to the bed so you can’t leave,’
she joked, though her heart was as heavy as his voice.
‘Now there’s an idea…’ he grinned wolfishly, his teeth glinting
in the early afternoon sun. ‘Nothin’
ter stop ya doin’ it in th’cabin.’
‘Now there’s an idea,’ Jenny laughed, burying her face
and sinking her teeth into his neck, sucking and licking on his warm, salty
flesh.
‘So I’ll find some
manacles and the key fer later, eh?’ he rasped, hitching
his breath as her nips became sharper.
‘Though any more o’this luv, an’ I might go an’ fetch ‘em now.’
‘And give the
crew free show, I think not Captain
Sparrow. Now go and do your captaincy
duties while I help John in the galley.’
‘Ya spoilsport,’ he
teased, kissing her lustily until they were both breathless and drawing remarks
from the crew.
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‘Ya got nothin’
better ter do, yer scabrous dogs?’ he barked, breaking away from the
embrace. ‘Well I can find ya plenty ter do. Now shake a leg, we
got a ship ter stock.’ He looked back
at Jenny and grinned. ‘Later luv,’ he
whispered, his eyes shining with the promise of later.
…
Jenny padded
wearily back to the cabin after a long afternoon cooking and serving the crew,
plus men Bailey had brought together to serve as his crew. Her heart had sunk at the sight of Richard
Page amongst them, but he had been very well behaved. ‘Just as well,’ she chuckled to herself, knowing what
sort of reception he would have received if he had tried anything. She idly wondered how Jack was paying for
the supplies but realised that he was probably trading on his reputation and a
promise of payment as soon as he had been to the Isla de Muerta.spanspan>She opened the door and stopped dead as candlelight
filled the whole cabin. Slowly Jenny
walked in, staring around her in amazement at the many hurricane lamps glowing,
and sniffing the air as perfumed oil hit her nostrils.
‘Jack…?’ There was no sign of her lover but a small chuckle
from behind the drawn drapes by the bunk gave away his location. She moved across and parted them, a smile
spreading across her face at the sight of Jack leaning against the cabin wall,
smiling seductively at her and dangling the manacles from his hand.
‘Are yer goin’ ter
stand there all night admirin’ me or are yer goin’ ter get undressed?’ he
drawled, placing the restraints down on the bunk and swaggering towards her,
his tongue running across his teeth.
‘Well, I was hoping
to have a little help with that,’ she purred, snaking her arm around his neck
and pulling him into a searing kiss, her free hand already working at the few
buttons done up on his shirt.
‘I thought you were
the one who wanted help undressing,’ he mumbled between kisses, shrugging the
shirt from his shoulders.
‘Let’s concentrate
on you first,’ she growled huskily, sucking on his chin, glad that the braids
were not there any more.
‘Aye, let’s
concentrate on me… ah!’ he groaned as Jenny sucked on the tender spot behind
his ear and rubbed her hand along his bulge, the friction sending white hot
bolts shooting through his body.
‘Bloody hell woman,’ he gasped, grinding his groin against hers.
‘What? Don’t you like it? Well…’ Jenny moved away,
squealing as Jack grabbed her wrist and pulled her roughly back and kissing her
hard enough to draw blood from her lip.
‘Ya know I like
it,’ he rasped, picking her up and turning her around, pressing her against the
bulkhead. ‘Oh God, Jen,’ he breathed as
he worked his way along her jaw then took an earlobe into his mouth and sucked
hungrily on it, all the time rubbing himself against her.
Jenny became
incapable of speech as lust coursed through her body and she panted and groaned
into his ear, her fingers tangling in his wild hair as her body responded to
his touch. She groaned out loud as Jack
abruptly stopped his attentions and released her.
‘No point in
getting’ yer all worked up just yet, eh luv?’ he grinned, ducking her
swipe. Jack undid the buttons of her
shirt and pulled it open, admiring the well defined lines of her body. He traced the tidemark across the top of her
breasts where the tan stopped and the pale skin began with his tongue, tasting
the salty sweat on it. He frowned as
she pushed him away.
‘I thought we
weren’t getting me all worked up,’ she smirked at his pout then pulled the
shirt from her body, jutting her breasts towards him, broadening her smile as
he moaned with desire.
‘Nah, we were
getting’ me all worked up,’ Jack lamented but slowly
smiled as Jenny backed him towards the bunk then pushed him down on it. ‘That’s more like it luv,’ he growled
softly, closing his eyes as her lips and tongue set to work on his chest. He rolled them both over so he was on top
and distracted Jenny by closing his mouth over a nipple, sucking and nipping it
while he brought the cuffs closer as she moaned and writhed beneath him, making
him quiver. He ran his hands along her
arms and caught her hands in his, raising them above her head. He moved his mouth to her neck and sucked
hard, making Jenny gasp and pant as he left his mark on her. With one swift movement, Jack clasped the
manacles around her wrists and snapped them shut, grinning at the shock on her
face.
‘Well ya didn’t
think I’d have them on, did ya?’
‘I-I…’yes"> ‘You’ll pay fer that, young lady,’ he warned as he ran his
fingers along her sides, pressing down with his legs as she bucked and
squealed.
‘No… tickling,’ she
gasped, trying to squirm away from him.
‘Please.’
‘Well, you be nice
ter me an’ I’ll be nice ter you, savvy?’
He leaned forward again and suckled on her throat, feeling her moans
vibrate in his mouth. Jack licked his
way down the valley between her breasts, paused at her belly to kiss and stroke
it, then carried on down until he reached the mound of hair between Jenny’s
legs.
‘Oh. Jack.’ She gasped, trying hard not to buck
her hips e ble blew along her slit then parted her lips with his fingers and
ran his tongue along it, humming with pleasure at the taste of her, the
vibration sending fire racing through her veins. ‘Juh… ack…’ she breathed as he teased her by flitting the tip of
his tongue up and down along her clitoris until her body tensed up and she
strained against the shackles on her wrists, wanting to hold him, wanting to
push him away, wanting release. But
when she was near to release, Jack pulled away, licking his lips ferally.
‘Nuh-o,’ she
begged, thrusting her hips towards him.
‘Please Jack, I need you.’
‘An’ you shall have me darlin’, just not yet.’ He climbed from the bunk and went to the
side cabin, coming back with a bottle in his hand. He straddled her once more and uncorked the bottle, pouring a
generous helping of its contents into his hand, placed the bottle on the side
table and rubbed his hands together. He
reached out for Jenny and gently massaged the perfumed oil into her breasts,
teasing her nipples into hard buds, then he moved along to her collarbone and
shoulders and used light feathery strokes across the tender spots. Jack picked the bottle up and poured the oil
directly onto her belly so it pooled in her belly button and using long slow
caresses, rubbed into her skin, feeling her purr with delight.
‘My babe,’ he muttered, bending down and kissing her
stomach. ‘M’first born.’
‘The first of many,’ Jenny promised, smiling tenderly at
him.
He poured some more oil out and ran his hands along the
underside of Jenny’s arms, still manacled together and pressed his lips against
hers when they were within reach. He
turned around and started on her legs, sucking on her toes before rubbing the
oil in her feet, laughing as Jenny writhed beneath him
‘Over ya go luv,’ he grinned, turning her over so she was on
her belly. Jack dribbled the oil along
the length of her back and used long strokes of his now warm hands, his fingers
gently working at knots in her shoulders.
“You enjoyin’ this?’ he asked as he lay along her back and
nuzzled her ear.
‘You need to ask? I
feel I’ve died and gone to heaven,’ she sighed turning her head to snatch a
kiss from him. ‘What is that oil and
where did you get it?’
‘It’s from th’sandlewood plant luv. One o’the other ships has just come back
from th’east and brought it with ‘em.’
Jack rose off his lover and shuffled down so that he was
between her knees and poured the oil over her backside, making her gasp then
moan with desire as it trickled down the crease, feeling it sting slightly as
it mingled with her wetness.
‘Like that? I think
I’ll leave that ‘til later then, eh?’
‘You bloody tease,’ she grumbled, shuddering as his hands
stroked the sensitive skin at the back of her legs and down her calf to her
feet. Jenny gave a low moan as he
finally turned his attention to the pool of oil at the base of her back, adding
more to it then massaging it in, kneading her buttocks and parting them and
running his fingers along the crack and teasing the hard bud of her anus but
not penetrating.
‘Oh… Jack,’ she moanedr der desire becoming an incessant
throb between her legs. ‘Please, I want
you inside me now.’
‘Tsk, tsk. You’re
becoming an impatient missy,’ he admonished, laughing as she bucked her bottom,
nearly causing him to fall off the bunk.
He ran his hands along her spine once more and nipped the nape of her
neck sharply when his head drew level with it, drawing a cry of pain which
turned to a shudder and a wanton growl as he probed his long fingers into her
hot, wet tunnel.
‘Up on yer knees Jen,’ he rasped, moving back so she could
comply then Jack eased into her and lay along her back, kissing, biting and
sucking her neck and shoulders as he thrust deeply with each stroke whilst his
hands grasped her breasts and massaged them around, tweaking her nipples until
she yelped. Jenny was silent as a
powerful climax drove through her body and she held her breath as the feeling
went on and on until she let out a long breath and gasped for air.
‘Jack… Oh God,’ she panted, strands of damp hair
plastered to her face. ‘Take these off
me. I want to hold you,’ she begged.
‘No,’ he growled, kneeling upright and grabbing her hips and
pounding into her, pulling her back into him as he thrust forward.
Jenny braced her hands against the headboard, helpless to do
anything more than pant and moan as Jack gave into his desire. She could hear the slurping of her juices
when he pulled oud thd the slapping of skin against skin when he thrust back in
harder, faster until he let out a feral cry and pushed himself as far as he
could inside her and released his seed, witwingwing and sagging down onto her
back after his passion was spent.
Jack slowly raised himself off Jenny’s back and reached for
the key to the manacles, which was on the table and released her wrists,
catching them in his grasp as he flopped down beside her, and licked them
gently where the cuffs had dug into her.
He cradled her in his arms as she recovered, wondering just how he would
cope when she went to live on land.
‘I’ll miss ya,’ he whispered, his only reply being a gentle
snore. ‘God, I’ll miss ya…’
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