Who Has To Know?

"I'll keep you my dirty little secret –
Don't tell anyone or you'll be just another regret
My dirty little secret.
Dirty little secret…
Dirty little secret…
Who has to know?
Who has to know?"
- 'Dirty Little Secret' – The All American Rejects.

As he looked down into her eyes, Jack didn't know what to think.
Here she was, this radiant, younger specimen of a gorgeous woman, standing here looking up at him and in the midst of trying to impart some kind of decent influence on his tarnished life, throwing sexual innuendos in his face. True, it wasn't necessarily the worst experience of his life, but it was unsettling to be trapped in this situation of feeling terribly guilty but at the same time terribly intrigued by this woman he'd never previously spared a thought for.
Why he hadn't spared her a thought before, he had absolutely idea – he being the kind of man to give much thought to beautiful women – but alas, that was how it was.

'Curiosity… you'll want to know what it tastes like.' Elizabeth continued, her wind-chapped lips brushing his own weathered ones in the most seductive way possible.

I certainly bloody well do… Jack thought to himself, bristling slightly as she pressed up against him and cupped his right cheek in her hand lovingly.

'Aye love, that I do…' he agreed, pulling her closer to him and placing a soft, almost-chaste kiss on her shivering lips.

This isn't right Jack… This is bad… She's Will's girl… But for the love of the sea, she is so incredibly beautiful…

'I know you do,' she replied, returning his kiss, 'your hands wouldn't be shaking so badly if you didn't.'

Looking down at his tanned hands – conveniently placed around her slender hips – Jack realised that she was right: his hands were trembling wildly.

'If Will finds out, it'll kill him…' he said quietly, his voice growing hoarse, 'If he finds out that you… and me… and this… it'll break him, love.'

Her eyes grew wide as she took in his statement and for a split second she hesitated, obviously unsure of what exactly she was doing, but then she flung her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply and passionately.

'Well then Captain Sparrow, a secret it will be.' She said boldly with a smile that shone in the sunlight.

'Aye that it will…' Jack returned smiling at her cockily, 'A dirty little secret.'

I'm actually not normally aJack/Elizabeth shipper, but having seen the 2nd movie for a third time, its a bit hard not to consider to possibility... Although, if you've read my first PotC fic, you could interpret that as J/E, so yeah... I'm a little confused.

But on a much more clearer note, please read my other new PotC fic "Persuasion' and any of my Harry Potter ones...

Much love and best wishes,
Ash xx