OK, So here I sit, once again writing, I’m currently doing nothing so I figured this should keep me on my toes. Just a warning, I didn’t mean for this one to be Smutty but I’ll be damned if the words didn’t just flow from my fingertips and onto the key pad… I hope you like it, it’s REALLY not my norm…

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Elizabeth sat waiting, waiting for the flash of green that signaled his return. Ten years… it had been ten years since she had felt the touch of him, felt the warmth of his breath on her skin… The waves were keeping an irregular time as they lapped at the shore, keeping Elizabeths nerves on end. A noise behind her made her jump and almost cry out.

“Sorry Mother,” Said William moving a fallen log out of his wifes way. Young William had taken a wife a year ago, being married on the same shore they now sat. “We thought we would stop by and see you.”

“William,” she got to her feet and walked straight to them. “You do remember what day it is?”

“Of course Mother, but Rachel seems to be a little pessimistic about Father and what he’s really doing.”

The girl in quesstion, not much older then Elizabeth was at the beginning of their adventures, glared at William. “I was only saying that I think he’s at sea so long and simply comes home once every few years… Nothing mystical just something that happens with sailors…”

Elizabeth smiled at the girl. “You’ll see…” She turned and went back to her place on the sandy hilltop.

Rachel and William took a seat not far from her. They sat in silence while the sun began it’s decent. Elizabeth rose to her feet as the sun sunk below the horizon and began making her way to the waves. There was a flash of green and Elizabeth couldn’t control herself any longer. She cried out in joy as the ship appeared on the horizon and splashed out into the water.

William took his wifes hand in his as she appeared to have been close to passing out. “I told you sweetie,” he whispered. “Magic…”

Rachels mind was racing. ‘Then it’s True! He’s the great Captain Turner, the legend that took over Davy Jones!’

Elizabeth was now in the water up to her hips when Will came splashing out of the waves. He wrapped his arms around her and pressed his lips to hers pulling her down into the surf. They emerged moments later laughing and crying at the same time.

William stood and brought his wife to her feet and along the water line. Will and Elizabeth came dripping from the water still smiling like little children.

“Father, it’s been too long.” William said smiling at the display.

“William? You can’t be my William…” he slowly approached the young man. William just smiled and held out his arms for his father. Will took a step forward and took William into his arms. Rachel still seemed to be processing the situation.

As they released each other Rachel noticed that though her mother in law was still soaking, her father in law was quite dry. Even her husband, who should have been soaked from hugging his father was dry…

“Father, I would like to introduce my wife, Rachel.” Wills eyes seemed to glass over. “Rachel, this is my father, Will Turner of the Flying Dutchman…”

“Wife… Your Married already?” He couldn’t believe it. He shook his head and remembered he was being rude. “Rachel, it’s my pleasure to meet you.” He shook her hand.

There was a moment of silence among them before Elizabeth took Wills hand again and suggested they all move inside.

William and Rachael stayed only long enough to share their welcomes and short stories about each other before leaving to go to their own home and leaving Elizabeth to her Will…

WwWwWwW

Elizabeth watched as Will explored her little home, their home, a home that he had never seen. She approached him from behind and wrapped her arms around him as he picked up one of the trinkets on the Mantle place.

“I’ve missed so much of your life, Elizabeth, so much of our childs life…” He turned and put her face in his hands. She had aged only a little, as if Calypso was keeping her eternal to torment him just out of reach on shore. He hadn’t aged at all, not a crease or scar had touched his face in the ten years he’d been away. His hands were rugged from work on the ship but still the same hands that had held her face ten years ago.

Elizabeth sensed his uneasy thoughts and brought his hand to her lips. “I’ve miss you so much, don’t be distant now…”

This took him from his thoughts and he realized he was wasting his time, dwelling on the unchangeable. He pulled her close and pressed his lips to hers. His hand wrapped around her waist and pulled at the strings that held her dress in place. She mimicked him and moved to start unbuttoning his shirt. They moved in an odd dance that brought them both to the bedroom, where Elizabeth had already prepared the bedding. Will pulled off her dress, nearly tearing the delicate fabric, and lowered her to the bed. She was still in her undergarments, though she had secretly left off her most discreet undergarment. He reached a hand under the skirts and felt for her softest spot.

“Will,” She said taking his face in her hands. He stopped his movement and gazed into her eyes. “Will, I love you,” she almost whispered as she drew him down into a long kiss. His hand found it’s place and gently teased her. She gasped at the sensation, it had been ten years since anyone had been allowed between her legs and she had not been without wanting. Her desires peaked as he brought her to climax and her hand went into a frenzy trying to get him undressed. She tore the pants off of him and pulled him on top of her, kissing anything that was close enough. She kissed his neck and chest in a fever, trying to get as much of him she could in what she knew were only a few hours.

Will could hardly hold back his pure lust and love for her as he pulled the remainder of clothing off of her and tossed it aside. And then there they were, naked and holding each other, slowly he reached down to direct himself to her softness. She peered up into his eyes as he pushed himself inside of her, never breaking eye contact. The moan of ecstasy came from both of their mouths, their desire, ten years in the making, was becoming reality. The heat between them grew and grew as their bodies rocked together in their lovemaking. Elizabeth tightened her arms around Will as she tightened around him, climaxing and screaming in pleasure, Will could only follow her with climaxing gripping the sheets below him and groaning out his own release. He collapsed on top of her panting and kissing her softly across her chest and neck. Elizabeth just lay there with one leg wrapped around him.

“Elizabeth, I can’t believe how wonderful…” Will said beginning to relax to the side.

“I know, but lets not talk of time that has past, only now…” She said holding him close to her.

That night was spent talking and making love, neither slept for fear of losing a single moment of the others company…

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OK, So I know I usually don’t do Pirates of the Caribbean or Smut but I couldn’t resist. I plan on a second less smutty chapter but I hope you liked this one. Review, let me know how I’m doing and that should motivate me to do more sooner… Much Love!