Comment!fic: 'Table Manners' (J/E - PG13?)

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blackpearlsails' Drabble Mate, trinityday, is hostess at comment_fic this week. Yesterday's theme was 'manners', and she posted a prompt "PotC, Elizabeth/?, Table Manners", which I found inspiring...



~ Table Manners ~


“On the table? This table? You’re joking!” Elizabeth stared at the enormous structure, in the still more enormous Hall of the Brethren.

“Not at all,” Jack said, with a chuckle. “Saw ‘em goin’ at it with me own eight-year-old eyes. Gave me a start, I can tell you. Thought Teague was offering Mum violence, ‘til she laughed. Good thing she did – if I’d broke in at such a moment he’d’ve had me hide.”

“Oh, dear! How awful!” Elizabeth gaped at Jack, feeling her color rising.

“It was then. Not so much now.” He reached up and stroked her cheek with one long, cool finger. “Perhaps you’d like a brief demonstration, my liege? In my role as maîtresse en titre?”

She blushed hotter, and pursed her lips trying not to laugh. What a scoundrel he was! She glanced at the table, at the edges of the Hall, replete with shadows. Then straight at Jack. “I think not. Too many ghosts – and maybe more than ghosts, as you’ve pointed out. But perhaps a lengthier demonstration, in my quarters?”

“You do have a table.” His eyes gleamed.

“I have a bed, too,” Elizabeth replied, a little tartly, but grinned and led the way.


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