Double Drabble: 'Iceman'

[dwgm]

The challenges at potc_love this week are ice and ink. Here's two hundred words of Jack/Elizabeth on the rocks...



~ Iceman ~

They traveled 'round the Horn in December, and had a remarkably easy time of it, praise be.

"Midsummer's Eve, darlin'" Jack said, laughing. "Fortune favors the wicked."

Elizabeth rolled her eyes, blew on her hands, and stayed topside as long as she could, but Jack finally ordered her back to the warmth of the cabin and their bed. He was freezing, too, of course -- he wore most of his clothing in layers, as well as furs and mufflers and gloves of fine wool -- but he wouldn't leave the Pearl's helm, not in these waters. Watch on watch, and watch again.

She was asleep when he came in at last, and she didn't wake until he'd shed his damp clothes and was crawling into bed beside her.

"You're like ice!" she squeaked.

"S’truth," he grinned, teeth clamped against chattering, snuggling determinedly. "What say you melt me, eh, love?"

"Oh, you dreadful man." She squirmed, but gave up and gathered him in, wrapping herself around him, and the blankets around them both, shivering with cold and heat.

"Ah. That's good." He kissed her nose. "I'll melt you back, shall I?"

"Yes. But not until your hands are warm."

He chuckled.

~.~






Many thanks to hereswith for looking it over.

Ink later, maybe.

TGIF!

Comments

[geekmama.livejournal.com]

I think it's something we can all relate to, really. ;)

Glad you enjoyed it!