Prompt from blackpearlsails: damsel
"It certainly took you long enough."
Jack cocked his head, hand hovering over the knife he'd intended to cut her restraints with. "Be nice, Lizzie, or I won't cut ye lose," he said, leaning in to whisper in her ear.
Elizabeth jerked her head to the side, rubbing her reddened wrists together. "Fine: I'm not a damsel in distress. I'll do it myself."
Jack watched with raised brows as she squirmed in the chair, trying to free herself. "Funny you didn't think of that earlier."
"Gladly. I'll just sit back and," he paused, twirling his fingers, "watch you…jiggle."