Fic: 'The Moral Advantage: Pillow Talk' (5/?)

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Wrote this in response to the current drabble challenge at blackpearlsails, theme: 'pillow'. This bit is out of order, I'm still working on part 4 of the story, but the first three parts are here...

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And here's part 5...



~ The Moral Advantage: Pillow Talk ~

As Chevalle’s Fancy sank below the eastern horizon, a squall was rising fast in the west and Jack gave orders to shorten and reef sail.

“Violent, but it’ll be over by this afternoon. You stay in here and have a nap,” Jack told Elizabeth, and gulped the rest of his coffee.

She was obviously tired after a fraught morning, but nevertheless bridled on cue. “Is that an order? I’ve been in plenty of storms, Captain Sparrow.”

“It is an order,” he snapped. “It’s not just your own pretty hide at stake if you take a tumble, is it?”

She flushed. “Well. All right, then.”

“All right,” Jack agreed, trying not to look smug at her swift capitulation. He was apparently unsuccessful. He bent and kissed her pouting lips.

But hours later, when the Pearl was peacefully riding the swells of the aftermath and the rays of sunset peeked from under the clouds to gild the sea, Jack returned to the cabin to find her in his bed, blinking sleepily from amongst the many pillows.

“I’m afraid I could get used to this,” she murmured with a smile.

“So could I,” he agreed, and was rather astonished at how very true it was.


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Anyone with half a brain could get used to that ;)