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Not Sorry	By : Lovergal Category: Pirates of the Caribbean (All) > Het - Male/Female > Jack/Elizabeth Views: 4919 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own the Pirates of the Caribbean movie series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Disclaimer: Pirates of the Caribbean belongs to Disney, not to me.

AN: Warning, rape fic. Everyone has a dark side. Jack is not the violent-type, cruelty isn’t in his nature, but there’s nothing like deceit and murder to bring out the sadistic streak in anyone, albeit fleeting. Don't read this expecting anything other than non-con sex.

Post-DMC. Once resurrected, Jack finds himself alone with Elizabeth with one thing on his mind - revenge.

Jack stalked towards Elizabeth with a furious expression. She backed away, a sinking feeling twisting her gut. Her back met a wall and Elizabeth realized she was trapped. She had to face Jack, the man she'd betrayed and murdered.

Elizabeth looked fearfully up into Jack’s dark eyes and wondered why it hadn't occurred to her before that he might be angry at her, dangerously angry, when they finally found him. What had she thought? That he'd be completely fine with the fact that she'd tricked him and left him to die a horrible death. Of course, she'd been angry at Jack as well. Angry at Jack for tricking Will into taking his place aboard The Flying Dutchman, angry that he'd lied to her, angry that he'd endangered their lives to save his own. She'd been angry enough to use his feelings for her against him and leave him to be eaten alive. But she wasn't angry now. She was terrified. “Jack, please I-”

Her entreaty was cut off by Jack’s finger against her lips. “There’ll be none of that now.” His voice was deceptively soft but his lips were curled back in a snarl. His gold teeth glinted in the half-light. Jack grasped her thin shoulders and pressed her firmly against the wall. "It's time we finished what you started, savvy."

Elizabeth trembled beneath his hands. She’d never been afraid of Jack before, not even when he’d held that pistol to her head, or pulled the chain taunt around her throat during their first meeting, but she was afraid now. He regarded her intently and she wondered if he were enjoying her fear. She let out a surprised gasp as he reached down and pulled up the skirt of her dress. With a few short tugs, he’d worked his way beneath and she felt the palm of his hand sliding across her bare thigh.

Elizabeth turned her face away from him then. Tears prickled her eyes and threatened to spill over onto her cheeks. It felt shameful that he should touch her so intimately with such a cold expression on his face.

Jack hesitated for a moment. He brought his fingers up to gently grasp her chin and move her face back towards him. His warm breath and beard tickled her lips and for a moment Elizabeth thought he might kiss her. He pulled back instead. “Don't you look away from me,” he whispered. Elizabeth looked up to find a strange mixture of hurt and desperation in Jack’s eyes.

“I’m sorry Jack. If I could take back what I did-”

His expression hardened again and his fingertips dug painfully into her shoulder. “Don’t start that,” Jack growled. Elizabeth's eyes widened as she felt Jack’s hand slip beneath dress and her undergarments. When he slipped a finger inside of her, Elizabeth panicked. Her mind raced as she tried to think of how to stop this.

Jack sighed and he pulled back from her again. A wave of relief washed over Elizabeth, until she realized he was unfastening his breeches. She slumped against the wall, her mind awhirl with fear. What had she been thinking, facing him alone like this?

When Jack glanced up at her again, Elizabeth stared back into his eyes in a silent plea. Stop this, please!

Jack ignored her look and pressed her back against the wall once again. The sudden action startled her out of her silence. “No Jack, please don’t do this,” she pleaded softly. Jack leaned forward until his lips hovered just inches from her own. His expression was guarded and he seemed to pause, as if undecided as to what to do next. His expression softened slightly and he leaned in closer. Elizabeth felt the barest brush of his lips over her own. Her lips parted in a silent invitation.

“No!” Jack hissed as he jerked back and Elizabeth gave a small cry of protest. He began bunching her skirts up around her hips once again, tugging forcibly at her undergarments. She stood there, unmoving, as the enormity of what he intended to do, was doing, hit her. Jack curled his hand under her leg and hitched it up over his hip. He was pressing into her within seconds.

It was the pain that finally spurred her into action. Elizabeth pushed and shoved at him wildly as the pain tore through her. This only seemed to urge him on as he pressed her more firmly against the wall and thrust into her. After a few moments, the pain eased and Elizabeth opened her eyes to see Jack’s face very close to her own, his face contorted into a torturous grimace of pleasure. His breathing had become ragged. Jack let out a strangled cry and leaned his forehead against the wall just above her shoulder as he continued to thrust frantically into her. He shuddered and grit his teeth to bite back a cry before he was finally still.

After a moment, Jack’s breathing returned to normal and he leaned back to face her. What she saw there enraged her. Elizabeth squeezed her eyes shut. She was as angry at the pity and regret apparent in Jack’s half-lidded eyes as she was at anything else. How dare he, after what he’d just done, look at her like that?

“I’m not sorry,” he whispered as he lightly brushed his fingertips across her cheek.

Elizabeth didn’t believe him. Liar! She wanted to scream. You've ruined everything. That made it all worse, somehow, and tears burned the corners of her eyes.

finis!

AN: Please review and let me know what you think.

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