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Tortuga: Roses and Thorns	By : MarianTheBlackadder Category: Pirates of the Caribbean (All) > Het - Male/Female Views: 2441 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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~Down With The Sickness~

            Dani finished one of the young ladies hair as the sun was beginning to set and smiled when the young woman thanked her. Jess and Kelly came to the door and looked at each other when they saw that once again Dani wasn’t dressed and ready to go out and work tonight. Kelly reached up and knocked at the door getting Dani’s attention.

            “Well you two are looking lovely as ever. I take it a trade ship as come in from a long voyage tonight?” She asked with a smile. Kelly walked in first going over to Dani trying to keep things light.

            “Yes, the Captain had granted most of his crew leave tonight. So much money will be flowing through the streets, it’ll be like coins will be falling from the sky.” She said moving closer to Dani. Jess came in as well not smiling so much as she looked at her. “Aren’t you coming?”

            “Oh . . . no. Not tonight. I have some sewing to do that I’m actually being paid for. Two dresses that I have to have done by morning.” She said with a not to convincing smile. Jess and Kelly looked at each other once more before Jess finally broke the double talk.

            “Dani . . . this can’t go on.” She said. “You’ve been ill for almost a week now. What is wrong?” She asked.

            “Nothing is wrong.” She said stubbornly. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Standing she walked over to her dresser and picked up her brush, putting it away. “Please, you two will be late. Go on before all the good gentlemen are taken.” She insisted. The girls didn’t move and Dani turned with a smile. “Nothing is wrong, go on.” She said shooing them out the door.

            Kelly and Jess both started to protest but Dani just smiled and insisted they were imagining things and closed the door behind them. Her smile faded and she leaned against the door hardly able to breathe closing her eyes resting her head against the wall.

~Confrontation~

            Norrington came stumbling out of a Tavern with a bottle in his hand looking like the usual rum pot mess he had turned into. Taking a long hard drink from his bottle, he started to weave his way down the street, dodging the passing excited sailors that were on leave, and the women that accompanied them. The entire place was as close as you could get to Sodom and Gamorah without having the hell fire of heaven rain down on your head.

            Turning a corner, he leaned against a wall a moment taking a long drink looking about. He wasn’t sure where he was going, probley to find another tavern. He didn’t know, and truthfully he didn’t care. Pushing himself from the wall he stumbled a few feet and began on his way once more. However, suddenly out of nowhere, he found himself being struck, pushed and pulled into an alleyway by a flutter and flash of skirts and lace. He was far to drunk and without enough balance to fight back being outnumbered. Kelly, Jess, Francesca, and Kathy cornered him at the back of the alley way pushing him to the ground until he fell on his rump looking up at them in awe with blood shot eyes.

            “What in the bloody hell is this!” He said looking at each of the women who looked down at him with disgust. He started to get up but Francesca put her heel against his shoulder and shoved him back down causing him to fall against the wall.

            Kelly was the first to speak, “Here now, what did you give her you slimy git. What sort of bugs are you carryin?” She demanded to know.

            James looked up at her. “I beg your pardon?” He said.

            Jess looked at Kelly, “You think he’d tell us? No other man would face up to it, you think this one of all of ‘em on Tortuga is going to?”

            “He’d better.” Kelly leaned down lower looking a James grabbing him by his hair taking a knife out of her boot and holding it against his throat. “What sort of diseases you carryin’ around with you, you bastard?” She pressed the tip of the knife against his Adam’s apple drawing a little blood. “You’re the last one she was with. She hasn’t worked since you. Even before that, you were around her all the time like a pesky fly bussin around she couldn’t swat away. You must be the one who made her sick.”

            “I have no idea what your going on about you insolent wret . . .” He stopped when she pressed the knife harder to his throat, almost eager for him to give her the slightest excuse to slice his neck from ear to ear.

            “Check him.” Kelly said still holding him in place, ready to finish what she started if need be. Kathy and Jess hurried over and unbuttoned his trousers making a thorough inspection of his manhood and legs and anything else that might indicate that he would have passed some sort of disease onto Dani. “Anything?”

            Kathy shook her head. Kelly paused a moment, worried now that they had no clue as to what was wrong with Dani. Her attention immediately turned back to Norrington. “You have something to do with this. I know you do.” She said.

            “Then why not send MacQueen to come ask me.” Norrington said clinching his jaw and narrowing his eyes at her. “To deal with me properly if you think I’m the cause of her ills?”

            “MacQueen looks out for his own girls.” Jess said, “Dani refuses to pay him a plug nickel.” That caught Norrington’s attention and he looked at Jess, before looking at Kelly. Kelly frowned as the cat was now out of the bag that it was a rouse to get him out of the building that day. “Lets go.” Kelly said pushing the others out of the alley way.

~5am~

            Norrington walked along a familiar path near the shoreline on the beaches of Tortuga. It was still dark, the sun had not come up, and it was a bit insane to come out here when one was drunk. But his senses were about him, even if his feet were a bit wobbly at times. It was quiet, and away from the party like atmosphere of the town, which was a nice change of pace, especially when one had almost had his throat cut by a band of angry bangtails.

            Seeing a large boulder he reached out and fell on it slightly pulling himself up over it to rest a few moments. He must have fallen asleep because he found himself waking to the sound of someone crying. Raising his head, he looked about a little before clumsily pushing himself up from the rock and walking further down the path.

            Coming to another rather large boulder he walked around it, seeing a familiar form with her knees pulled up to her chest sitting on one blanket, and wrapped in another. She’d made a small fire to keep her warm and her head was resting on her knees. James looked around before looking at her not sure he should be there and couldn’t help but feel like he was intruding.

            He turned to start to leave but he found that he couldn’t. He couldn’t simply leave her like that. James looked at her once more and slowly walked towards the figure. As he approached, he found that there were several small containers and a bottle next to her. It looked like she had mixed something and perhaps taken it. Herbs of some sort, Medicines perhaps? He recognized the one bottle instantly that was in her hand, it was a bottle of rum.

            “Dani?” He questioned.

            Taking a breath she raised her head and wiped the tears away from her face. “Why is it . . . whenever I’m always at my worst, you manage to appear.” She said with a sigh.

            “What are you doing here?” He asked a bit concerned as he crouched down beside her on the blanket. “I was told that you weren’t well.” Dani took a drink from the bottle of rum looking out towards the see and the way the moon shined down on the water.

            “You have the right idea you know.” She said half laughing. “You keep your business to yourself, and the whole of Tortuga won’t know about it in a matter of seconds.” She said referring to his finding out she had been ill. “Letting yourself have friends, . . . now that’s a bad idea.”

            James could see that something was clearly wrong with her. She didn’t seem like herself at all. Carefully he moved and sat down beside her looking out at the water for a moment. “Did you know . . .” She continued, “Did you know that they all come to me for advice?” She said taking another drink. “All the girls. They do. I’m not even 25 yet, some of them are older then me, but they all come to me asking me to do their hair, to tend their wounds, to help them however I can. Like I know. Like I’m their mother or something.” She took another drink from the rum bottle before passing it to Norrington to have some.

            James took it and took a drink to be socialable even though he wasn’t sure what exactly was going on. She was never ever like this. She detested drinking, and she seemed half drunk herself. “A mother. Me . . .” she said looking down shaking her head, “Now that’s a laugh.” A few more tears escaped from her eyes and fell down her cheeks. “I suppose the reason they all come to me is because I can read and write a bit. That makes people assume I’m intelligent.”

            “Your independent . . . your strong and that draws people to you. They want to be close to someone whose strong. It makes them feel safe.” James said looking at her. “You know if you were a man . . . you would have easily made a top notch officer. One of the best I’d wager. Perhaps even a Captain.” She half smiled looking at him. He smiled back handing her the bottle.

            “I’m not a man though . . . I’d give anything to have been born one.” She said starring at the bottle. “I hate this life.” She whispered before taking another long drink from the rum bottle.

            After a few more moments of silence, Norrington’s eyes were drawn to the things that were with Dani and something was nagging at him. Something wasn’t right about this whole scene. She wasn’t down here washing her clothes, there was no soap to be seen. She wasn’t preparing to take a bath. Something simply was all wrong about this. And the drinking . . . the drinking was an especially tell tale sign of something amiss. She did have a drink every great once in a while, she could hold her liquor quite well, but not to get drunk, and she detested drunks. His senses were ablaze with trying to figure out what exactly was going on.

            “Is this really good for you to be out here like this in the cold? If you’ve been ill? Perhaps you’d better go back inside.” He suggested. She took another deep drink from the bottle and shook her head a few more tears falling from her eyes as she wiped her mouth on the back of her arm.

            James eyes shifted downward a moment, her lack in care for her well being was drawing him to the conclusion that whatever her illness was, it was fatal. A sharp pain flew through his chest and a sense of shock followed at the possibility that it was that. He had to know right then and there if that was the case, he couldn’t beat about the bush or play hide and seek with it, “Dani . . . are you dying.”

            Norrington just starred at her, his breath stuck in his chest waiting for her response. Dani’s eyes glossed over, her eyes fixed on the water as she seemed to stare into oblivion. Suddenly, a realization came upon James without Dani having to say anything. As though the bits and pieces of everything fell into place. His eyes went wide as he leaned closer. “Are you pregnant?”

            “Not for to much longer.” She whispered in a ghost like voice as another tear escaped her eye and slid down her cheek. James looked at her face before reaching around her and rummaging through the bits of herbs and tonics she had mixed and taken.

            “Dani.” He asked before looking up at her hand that held the bottle of rum by the wrist. “What have you done?”

            “Don’t take your . . . high and mighty tone with me James Norrington. This isn’t the time.” She said trying not to break down in tears pulling her hand away from his clutching the bottle closer. “I should have done it when I knew for sure, instead I waited. Toyed with the idea of actually . . .” she half laughed, “actually keeping it and raising it.” More tears flowed from her eyes as she took another drink of rum. “You have any idea how foolish that is? How stupid it was of me to even let that thought pass through my mind?” Reaching up she stopped laughing and covered her eyes a moment before rubbing them a little feeling slightly odd and dizzy. “Then I started to get sick. The girls started noticing . . . and I knew I fooled about to long. I knew better. I don’t know what foolishness has come over me lately.” She said wiping her eyes on the back of her sleeve before taking another long hard drink from the bottle. “I’m more responsible then to let this sort of thing happen to me.”

            James remembered Kelly’s words, they were ringing in his ears, and he could almost sense within him without being told by anyone else. He looked towards the fire, simply blown away by everything that was being revealed in a matter of moments. Unexpected things that he never even considered until this very second, “It’s mine. Isn’t it.” He stated, before looking up at her waiting for the answer.

            Dani closed her eyes and started to feel a little sicker then before, “What difference does it make now!” She shouted a little bit covering her face with her wrists. “It’ll be done and over with in a matter of hours like it never was.”

            “You should have told me first, I had a right to know.” James protested.

            “Oh don’t start in with righteous indignation, this conversation isn’t going to take place. The sheer idiocy of it is enough to make one cry for mercy.” She said looking away from him. Dani shook her head, “Of all the things in the world that are considered accidents, James Norrington. One ship colliding into another, hitting a reef that wasn’t charted correctly, ramming your boat full speed into a dock and demolishing it on impact . . . . this is definitely considered an accident of epic proportions. Your demanding that you had a right to know about this, is like the East India Trading Company demanding they had a right to know that a Pirate ship was going to plunder and sink one of their merchant vessels before it happened.”

            “You can’t even compare the two Dani. They aren’t even in the same class.” He countered, frustrated that she tried to halt his attempt at an argument with such a clever analogy. “Don’t you think you should have at least . . . given me a chance? Some say in the matter?”

            “James, why is it that you continually manage to forget class distinction when it suits you and the rules that were imposed by those who were of your class . . . .” Dani stopped closing her eyes as her head dropped slightly. Norrington looked at her and frowned.

            “Dani? Dani are you all right?” He questioned. She dropped the bottle of rum and rolled over crawling towards the rock edge. James pulled the blanket off her out of her way, and put the bottle aside following her. As soon as she got to the edge, she hung her head over the side and began to vomit violently, her entire body retching painfully over and over again. Norrington didn’t quite know what to do, but pull back her hair and hold her body to keep her from falling over the side of the rock.

~Sidetracks~

            Kelly came out of Dani’s room closing the door behind her running into Norrington who was standing in the hallway. She narrowed her eyes at him, “I knew this had somethin’ to do with you, you nasty git.” She hissed at him and started to walk passed. However James grabbed her by the forearm and pulled her back to him.

            “Just tell me how she’s doing. She nearly turned inside out down on the rocks before I carried her back up here.” Kelly looked towards the door before she looked up at James and tore her arm away from his hand.

            “I don’t know. Mary in there is from the other side of the island. She’s a friend of one of the girls. Used to be a midwife back in London. She’s lookin’ her over now trying to see what she can do for her. Fine mess you made of things.” Kelly said giving him an evil glare before she turned and went back to her room slamming the door closed so he wouldn’t follow her wanting to extend any more conversation of any kind.

            James sighed looking back at Dani’s door and walked over to it. He reached for the handle but paused not sure if he should enter. Looking at the door once more he clinched his jaw feeling as though he had a right to enter despite what anyone said and grabbed the door handle. He stepped inside and closed the door quietly behind him so as not to disturb Dani and looked over to see a rather large, heavy set woman standing by Dani’s bed. She must have been in her 50’s at least. Maybe younger, but if she was, times had been harsh to her indeed.

            Dani was laying in bed, asleep with the covers pulled over her to keep her warm, and her hair in braids like she liked it to keep her hair out of her face while she slept. Her face was gray and she looked so exhausted and ill. There were black circles around her eyes and just a sickly flavor to her person in general.

            “What do you want here?” The woman said in a booming voice. James looked over at her. “This girl isn’t in any condition to be performing any sort of service, so you best be looking somewhere else.” She said in a stern tone.

            “No . . . that’s not what I . . .” This was rather awkward. He didn’t know how to explain his presence. He and Dani didn’t really have any sort of ties to each other at all other then merchant and customer. “I’m a . . . . a friend. I brought her up from the beach this morning. I wanted to see if she was going to be alright.”

            The woman looked him over for a moment taking an assessment of him, and smirked slightly. Friend indeed. She hardly took that at face value, she could tell there was something more there. “She needs rest. Made herself real sick she did.” James walked over and looked down at her watching her sleep.

            The midwife looked through the herbs and tonics that were brought back up as well that she had apparently mixed and taken. “Threw everything she had at her problem and managed to miss the target it looks like.” James looked up at the woman.

            “What?” He questioned.

            “She had the right equipment, all the right ingredients . . . she just didn’t use them properly. I doubt she’s ever had to perform this particular act before. Or if she has she’s done it differently, or a long time ago and has forgotten how.” She said putting some of the stuff back down.

            “What are you saying? She is going to be alright isn’t she?”

            “Yeah. Until she wakes up and finds out she’s still pregnant. As upset as Kelly said she was about it, I’m sure it’s not exactly going to be good news for her. Had to get herself nice and sauced on rum to go through with it the first time looks like.” James eyes were wide at this news as he turned and looked at Dani while she slept. The woman sighed. “Well, next time. I’ll help her through it. Make sure it’s done right, so there won’t be any mishaps and she won’t make herself so sick again.”

            She walked over picking up the water pitcher. “Here now. I’m going down to get some fresh water. You leave her be while I’m gone. She’s not well, and has been through enough. You touch her and so help me you’ll wish for the worst day in your life.” She warned before turning and walking out the door.

            James just looked at Dani, unable to look away before sitting down next to her on the bed. She was still pregnant. She was still carrying a child, his child, inside of her. Reaching up he touched her face with his fingertips ever so gently tracing the line of her jaw before pulling his hand back, just looking at her in awe.

~Aftermath~

            Norrington spent a full week of doing nothing but drinking one bottle of rum right after another. Not a bite of food, not a wink of sleep, not even a moment of contemplation other then where the next drink would come from concerned him. It was his intention to drowned out the smallest conscience bit of thought in his head. Maybe then he wouldn’t have to feel anything, or think on it another moment.

            He had wanted to talk to Dani when she woke up, he had wanted to at least discuss something about the baby with her. Maybe at least asking that she give him the chance to even consider the possibility of taking responsibility for the child. Yet it seemed Kelly and Jess had made a point of requesting that MacQueen have him evicted from the premises before Dani’s eyes could even flutter into a conscience state. They were determined to keep him away from her at any costs. Even with the fight he had put up, as good as it was to try and stay until she woke, he was vastly out numbered and in the end, he simply had no chance.

            Slumped against a wooden wall, half covered in mud and grime from the street, he had his hand on a bottle and his hat was a bit askew on his head. His eyes were completely bloodshot, he was filthy beyond description, his hair was matted with sweat and dirt and no effort had been made whatsoever to try to tame it in any fashion.

            Norrington couldn’t really move very much, his body was like pudding being as completely based in rum and spirits like he was. He leaned his head back against the wall and closed his eyes for a moment trying to block out the noise and lights around him. His eyes opened a bit starring out into the street into the sea of humanity. A ghastly sight if ever there was one.

            Finally, with a groan he pulled himself against the wall. Taking another drink from the bottle. He swung a bit against the wall before getting his footing. Then he turned about and stumbled into a back alley into the darkness.

            Dani was in her room, counting the number of coins she had and putting them in her wooden box where she kept her savings. Taking a pencil from behind her ear, she marked down how much she had on a piece of paper and folded it putting it with the coins in the box. Then she closed the box and shut it tight before moving and putting the box in a safe place where it would be hidden and making sure it was well secure.

            With a soft sigh, she walked over and picked up her brush and started to brush her hair as she sat down. She just starred off into oblivion letting her fingers and brush run through her long strains of hair. It just felt good more then anything else, and it comforted her a little bit.

            A knock came at the door and she sighed, “Taken!” She called indicating that whoever it was would have to try another room. She was lying of course, there was no one in there besides herself but she didn’t feel like servicing anyone right now. There were so many things going on inside her. She felt like there was a huge hole left behind, an indescribable feeling of hopelessness that made her want to scream sometimes.

            The knock came at the door again and she just shook her head and ignored it this time. Putting her hairbrush down she stood walking over to the window as she pulled the curtains a bit and shut the windows. It was getting a bit chilly, and seemed as though a wind was starting to come up. Locking the shutters to make sure they were secure and tight, she closed the windows too before shutting the curtains the rest of the way.

            Then, the knock came once more, “I told you, Taken!” She shouted getting a little frustrated at this pestering. Yet the knock didn’t stop now. It started to sound more like a steady pounding. One, two, three . . . and then the door just seemed to burst in. When it did, there stood James. He saw her standing on the far side of the room and closed the door behind him.

            Dani felt a lump in her throat but clinched her jaw when she saw him. “What do you want? Didn’t you hear me? I said Taken. Twice. That usually means that you’ll have to find another to do for you what you obviously can’t do for yourself.” She snapped.

            “Did you do it?” He said walking further into the room swaying back and forth trying to keep his footing. “You went through with it after all, didn’t you? When you awoke . . . when your eyes opened . . . you did it.” He said walking towards her.

            Dani looked away not wanting to talk about this. She had been trying to bury it as well, trying not to think about it because each time she did it hurt beyond all reprieve and all she wanted to do was push it into a room in the back of her mind, lock the door and throw away the key so she didn’t have to cry herself to sleep each night. “What have I said about coming around me this drink James.” She said in a low voice picking up a dress and walking over to her trunk.

            James reached out and grabbed her arm pulling her back, but she quickly dropped the dress and turned around striking him hard across the face. He tried to grab for her hand but she instantly stomped on his foot and swung around with her other hand smacking him again.

            There was no use in trying to restrain her she was far to upset and out of control. He raised his arm just in time to keep her claws from grazing his eyes, and knocked her hand away, backhanding her across her face. Dani fell back a little bit but reached for a box that was sitting on the table and threw it at him, before picking up a knife that someone had left in her room. Norrington swatted the box away and started to move towards her. Dani lunged at him with the knife in her hand, and Norrington caught her by the wrist keeping the knife away from his face as he struggled with her other hand that was pounding at his chest.

            The young woman’s rage was vicious and he’d never seen her like this before. To be honest, she was showing herself to be a force that was to be reckoned with. Taking her leg she used her knee to strike him hard in the thigh trying to knock him off his balance. Norrington roared at her at the pain it caused, and pushed her back releasing her free hand, never once letting go of her hand that held the weapon. Balling up his fist, he back handed her once more so hard that she literally flew across the room, falling over the table and into the chairs.

            As she started to get up, James rushed over and kicked the knife from her hand before she could get to her feet. When he reached down to pull her up, she locked her hands together and hit him as hard as she could in the thigh causing him a moment of intense pain that almost made him pass out. It gave her just enough time to get to her feet.

            Instead of going for another weapon, she went straight for him, hitting him hard in the gut with her elbow, and smacking him with her knuckles backhanded as hard as she could across his face. Then again, and once more before he suddenly reached up and grabbed both her hands swinging her around and slamming her into the wall.

            Not nearly calmed down in the least bit, she pushed her self away from the wall with her claws bared ready to rip at him again, but he caught her hands and slammed her into the wall again pinning her arms on either side of her, holding his knee firmly against her thighs to keep her against the wall so she couldn’t get away again.

            They were both breathing hard as James looked into her eyes, and Dani looked back into his. There was a fair amount of hate burning in both of them; rage and anger seemed to be emanating from their very beings. Norrington released one of her hands to try and get a better footing but she lashed out scratching his neck. James hissed and smacked her hard trying to make her back down.

            Instead she jerked her other hand away from his and wrapped her hands around his neck. Norrington grabbed her wrists and pried her hands away from him but not before her nails dug into his skin and ripped at his flesh. He pushed her hands downward away from his face only to have her bring her knees up and brace them against his thighs trying to push him off of her away from the wall.

            James had to get a better hold on her and he quickly let go of her hands wrapping both arms underneath hers pulling her hard against his chest as he leaned his full weight against her and pressing her against the wall so she couldn’t get any leverage again. It was a decent enough attempt but she clawed at his back and got her feet against the wall behind them, shoving off of it knocking them to the ground.

            Norrington’s body hit hard against the wooden floor knocking his head back as his hat went flying off in some direction and his breath was knocked from his chest. He was stunned for a moment and Dani leaned up beginning to strike him hard in the face and chest over and over with her fists straddling his middle. Angry and enraged beyond all reason.

            The Ex-commodore did his best to dodge the blows until he could once more get a hold of her hands, and then at last he grabbed her and rolled over on top of her pinning her to the floor beneath him. They were both in a shabby and beat up condition. Bruises were forming on there bodies and there were random cuts on their arms and faces where they had struck one another. But it seemed that there was so much pent up anger and frustration that it was only the tip of the mountain that had been breeched.

            The strange way the two treated each other only seemed to get worse as the seconds passed by. It was impossible to tell when or who for that matter, initiated the first shifted into the violent activity, but the certainty was that it was mutual. Before any rational or reasonable thought could enter the moment, James and Dani were engaged in a brutal and savage kiss. Fire and furry filled passion blazed between them, but it was rabid and violently dangerous.

            Norrington’s hand moved to the back of Dani’s neck taking almost a strangle hold, struggling to take the control. Dani’s hand clutched to James jacket pulling it down over his shoulder, her nails dug through his blouse finding the flesh of his shoulder cutting into his skin, not only leavening marks but tearing the flesh.

            The fierceness with which they consumed each others mouths could easily leave bruises but it didn’t seem to matter. The two bodies knocked each other about in a relentless bloodthirsty struggle to gain the advantage over the other, ripping at clothing, striking at one another, biting wherever possible and other acts of unnecessary violence.

            Somehow, Dani managed to break away from James grasp and got to her feet, making a lunge for a weapon or some other object to strike James with, yet Norrington was fast to his feet at her heels. Reaching up he pushed her hard in the back knocking her forward causing her foot to falter. She fell against the table, her hand reaching out grabbing and object as she swung around to strike him in the face with it. But instead he caught her wrist and backhanded her with his free hand.

            Dani was stunned long enough to drop her weapon, and James grabbed her by the hair pulling her into another ferrous kiss. His jacket had fallen to the floor somewhere on the other side of the room, and his blouse was nearly in shreds from where she had torn and ripped with her nails, bleeding wounds from where she had scratched and bitten him.

            The truth was that her garments weren’t in much better condition. Her bodice being much more sturdy then anything else she was wearing was the only thing that wasn’t nearly falling off her body in bits and pieces. She had scrapes and cuts, on her arms, face and legs, bite marks across her shoulders, neck and even one or two on her breasts. Yet they were still at each other like mad dogs.

            The young woman reached down between them jerking at his trousers until she released his manhood, and Norrington roughly grabbed her backside, squeezing as he lifted her to the table as he pressed himself hard against her wrapping her legs around his waist. They didn’t really seem concerned with each others needs as much as their own as they began to roughly indulge in their basic carnal nature in the most animalistic fashion imaginable.

            Both Dani and James hit the most powerful earth shattering climax at the same time causing them both to shake and shiver, crying out in pure and utter ecstasy, bliss, and agony all at once.

            When the feeling slowly began to subside, Norrington and Dani where wrapped so tight against each others bodies, clinging so tight in each others arms, that it was doubtful the slightest bit of air could pass between them or if they could have been pried apart by any means at all.

            Both were gasping for air, as the madness that had over taken them was subsiding as well. Dani couldn’t hide anymore, she closed her eyes trying to hold them back but she couldn’t. She bit her lip and squeezed her eyes closed but it just hurt to much, it felt like her heart was breaking all over again. She covered her eyes with her hand and began to cry. Finally able to let out that which she hadn’t been able to before now.
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