Pirates of the Caribbean Imagines and One Shots

REQUEST - jack Sparrow - dont touch her

Before you read this chapter

Smut was requested... however I know I was going to keep this book PG partly for readers and partly for the fact that I wouldn't write good smut now I know what it is. So, in this chapter sex is implied not described... forewarning if you don't want to read that :)

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Once again you were in the bar, away from Jack. You'd been arguing earlier about his romance and relationships before you, and how he used to sleep with the prostitues of Tortuga, that you'd met a few times. You couldn't fathom how he hadn't had a proper relationship before, apart from angelica, from what you'd heard she was a stunning woman, personality and looks. Now, there was you.

You drank and drank and drank your sorrows away when there was an issue, it couldn't be helped. You didn't do it all the time, just times like this when things got heated. There were insecurities you'd gained from being the only survivor of your families drastic issues, and your mother who'd also become a prostitute. Bad reputations followed you from it, she was a notorious one, and you looked just like her. So, you drank when it got too much to bear.

The reason you'd both argued was plain and simple: the reason you believed he was with you was because you looked like a notorious prostitute. You strongly believed that's why he was with you. And he didn't love you. Doubts like these krept in rarely, but when they did it stung and there was nothing you could do. He denied that he was with you for anything less than he loved you, but his words were no longer enough.

A man came over to you, he looked good. Long brown hair, piercing eyes, and facial features. He had a gracious smile as he approached you. He too was drunk.

"Hello, Miss," he grabbed your hand and kissed it. "What's your name?"

"Y/N, what's yours?"

"Norrington, James Norrington,"

You looked him up and down, seeing his disgraced uniform.

"From the navy? Very heroic isn't it?"

"Heroic, yeahhhh, heroic. Tried to go through a storm, but it cost me my ship, my crew and my title chasing a man called Jack Sparrow," your heart sunk when you heard his name, you grabbed your drink and swallowed more. "Know him?"

"You could say that..."

"Wanna talk about it?"

"Not really, it's why I'm here drinking myself into a storm,"

"Let me buy you a drink," he paid for another drink and handed it to you. "I know this might sound forward, but you're gorgeous, as in beautiful. Not in a weird way."

"No no I know what you're saying. I bet it's because I look like a prostitute, right?"

"You don't look like one at all, you look like woman just not a woman who is a prostitute, not that they aren't women,"

"I know what you're saying, huh it's nice to hear it from someone else,"

"What do you mean?"

"I'm drinking so much because Jack told me I didn't look like a prostitute,"

"And you are mad at him for saying that,"

"I'm mad at him because I don't believe him,"

"Jacks a man who likes to lie," he put his hand on your shoulder, drawing his face closer yours. "Well, I'm a man who doesn't lie to a woman. I'm more of a gentleman."

His lips moved close to yours, skimming the surface.

"Don't touch her," someone said to you both, you looked around and saw Jack. You sheepishly smiled with a blush on your cheeks. "Step away from her, commodore."

"She's taken?"

"She's my girl, not yours,"

"Hah Jack sparrow has a girlfriend, this is a surprise. Last time I checked you slept with prostitutes..." he paused realising what you meant. "She's not a prostitute."

"I know she's not, and I've told her she's not,"

"But, your reputation somehow mars the water,"

"The water was marred long ago, we're leaving now,"

Jack grabbed your hand and pulled you out to the ship. Once you made it back he sat you down in the cabin. He looked over you, seeing your eyes fall to the ground.

"You weren't going to kiss him, I know you weren't. Your mother would have done," he lifted your head with his hand. "And, she wouldn't have come back with me. She would have had some standard."

"Jack... please don't. Earlier you were just trying to make me feel better, and I see that now,"

"I know you see that," he caressed your cheek with the back of his hand, your eyes locked with his.

You got up from where you were sat, coming face to face. He leaned in toward you brushing your hair back with the back of his hand. As you smiled to his touch his lips came onto yours, kissing you. He broke away the kiss, looking into your eyes, his hands came to your waist pulling you toward him kissing you again. Your arms snakes round his neck, jumping with your legs around his waist.

You giggled so innocently, as he deepened the kiss. Your back came against the wall...