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Sparrow in the Wind
By : LorandTab
Category: Pirates of the Caribbean (All) > Crossovers
Views: 3671 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0Disclaimer: I do not own the movie(s) that this fanfiction is written for, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. - Chapter List
- Prologue
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PORT ROYAL, JAMAICA 1669
/Leave now? Leave later? No. Definitely now. She'll have me shackled and scrubbing her deck if I don't leave now.../A dark lined lid slid upwards and rolled in the sleepless head.
/Yes...Leave or loose my immortal soul.../
Jack Sparrow turned slowly in the bed, untangling himself from sun warmed sheets and slid quickly from the bed. His head swiveled on his shoulders as he tried to remember exactly where his clothes had gone flying hours before and then he saw them. His trousers were flung across the dressing mirror, cotton shirt laying half in and half out of the window. And his hat, his much beloved hat, swung from the palm leaf fan overhead.
Rushing to gather his discarded clothes, his nude form gleamed in the morning light that streamed into the room. Dressing in an even quick fashion, fingers flying over lacings and buckles, he again thought of the dire fate he would face if his companion awoke and found him still in residence. Pulling on his boots, an errant laugh clipped across his lips and his hand flew up to cover his mouth. He turned wide eyes to the woman who shifted in the bed and then settled with a soft sigh. A shrug and he was off and pilfering through her things, determined to have a trinket from a night spent. It was in the small wardrobe he found a colorful parasol. Snatching it, he turned with a raised brow and stared at the woman./What a waste.... She won't need it... /
Along the cobble stone street below the small apartment Jack strolled, parasol open and imitating the all too feminine poise of ladies he'd glimpsed a time or two. All the while he muttered to himself about the sleeping woman he'd left behind.
**************Very long and distinctly feminine legs rubbed erotically together as the slumbering woman writhed on the bed, the soft linen sheets grasped unknowingly in her fists and brought to caress her naked form.
“Jack,” she muttered sensually through the fog of her dreams. “Jack … oh, yes, Jack!”
And then her conscious mind won out over the bliss of sleep, dark eyes exploding open with forceful intensity. “Jack Sparrow, you black hearted, SON OF A BITCH!”
Throwing the top sheet loosely around her well-rounded form, she moved to the window and quickly examined the streets. The bright exhibition of color caught her vision and her eyes narrowed to dangerous s. R. Rushing across the room she threw open the door to her wardrobe. Gone! Her parasol was gone. Goddamit, she loved that parasol.
Running bare feet quickly across the wooded floor, she tore open the shutters to the window and encased the pane. “SPARROW!”
Her scream seemed to ride the heavy air, for from an unfathomable distance away, the eccentric pirate turned. Looking this way and that, he finally pointed to himself as if to insure her screeching was for his ears.
“You miserable bastard, I’ll get you for this,” she yelled even louder. “And when I’m finished castrating you that parasol won’t look so ridiculous in your hands!”
The impudent shit had the audacity to smile, touch his hand to heart and give a flourishing bow before turning and flouncing once again down the dirt road.
Slamming the shutters closed her struggled to even her breathing. He would pay. Some how, some way, by God, he WOULD pay.
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