Vengeance

Captain James Bartholomew Hook Leader of The Pirates' Cove "A man unwilling to fight for what he wants, deserves what he gets." - Killian Jones

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{tinkerbell}

“Why, hello there.”

“Hello, love.”

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{tinkerbell}

His sound vibrated through his body, and she could feel it. She felt as though, at this point, she should say something – to cause laughter, to relieve what seemed to such a serious situation, but she couldn’t bring herself to do so; there was something about this moment that seemed never-ending. Her hand glided up his now bare back, fingertips dancing across skin as her body shivered internally as his touch.

A slow shiver made it’s way down his spine and formed a chill. His lips brushed over hers again and his hand went to her cheek. “I guess we both know each other a little better,” he whispered, his hand falling back down to rest on her thigh.

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{tinkerbell}

Tink laughed lightly, breaking from their kiss and peppering soft pecks along his jawline and neck, all the while smirking against his skin.

James contemplated speaking for a moment, most likely about saying something sarcastic or cynical but decided against it. The moment had him caught up in her and oddly enough he wanted to keep it the way it was. He tilted his head slightly to give her better access to his neck. A soft hum of contentment escaped his lips. James placed his hand on her hip, this thumb rubbing softly over the goosebumps on her skin.

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{tinkerbell}

Tinkerbell ran a hand over her hair, pulling it all to the side with ease. Smirking back, she leant in and laid a quick peck upon his lips.

James grinned and placed his hand on her cheek, returning the kiss and deepening it. 

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{tinkerbell}

She felt his jacket fall away, her legs now running against soft fabric, a hand trailing down his spine. She leant back, only momentarily, letting his hands guide the dress off of her. She tugged at his shirt, all the while deepening their kiss.

James lifted his arms up to give her ease in pulling it off. He pulled her close to him and moved some hair from her face before smirking. 

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{tinkerbell}

A hitched breath, another leg around his body. She hadn’t felt this intimacy in a long while, she craved it. Her body arched into him as his lips trailed down her skin.

His lips remained on her neck as he pulled arms out of his jacket. James pulled away and looked down at her for just a moment before pulling her dress over her head and tossing it aside. His lips found hers once again and his hand ran down the side of her body.

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{tinkerbell}

She hooked her leg around his waist, their bodies now completely against one another. Her opposite arm wrapped around his side, her free hand gripping the nape of his neck lightly.

He held her against his body. She was in his lap at this point and his arm was wrapped around her tiny frame. James broke their kiss for a moment and took a breath before moving his lips to her neck, leaving a trail of rough kisses, nipping occasionally with his teeth.

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{tinkerbell}

She let him guide her body, lips still attached to his as she felt her body lean backward, a soft smirk pressing into the kiss.

James moved his hand from her hair down to her leg, pulling her closer and bringing her leg around his waist.

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{tinkerbell}

She leant into him, a hand grabbing at his jacket, pulling him closer; their kiss frantic.

James pulled her head back to lean over her better and kiss her more frivolously.

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{tinkerbell}

Another smirk, then a small chuckle. “Not necessarily,” a drawled tone to her voice as she leaned, almost closing the gap between them.

James closed the gap between them, his lips locking with hers. His hand went up to her hair and bunched up a fistful of blonde locks to pull her closer.

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{tinkerbell}

“As long as you’re sure.” She was startled as his closeness now, taking a swig from the bottle and then offering it back to him. “Some think so, some don’t.”

“I think so.” He took the bottle back and took a few large gulps before setting it down and licking his lips. James placed his hand on her leg and leaned closer. “I shouldn’t trust you, should I?”

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{tinkerbell}

“Do I need to hear about it?” She looked at him with concern, then took the bottle - taking a long swig. “I feel as though you’re a bit too drunk to be delving into your deepest and darkest with a mischievous fairy like myself.” A smirk ran across her lips and she held the bottle in her hands.

“I don’t care. I won’t remember come morning.” James grinned and pulled his chair up to her. “Mischievous? That’s always fun.”

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{tinkerbell}

She sat in shock, perched atop a windowsill, eyes wide in amazement. Tinkerbell wasn’t sure what to say, or do, other than drink; but alas, she couldn’t do that either as James had a firm grip on his flask. “I’m so sorry about that.”

James laughed. “You didn’t even let me get to the part about my dead brother.” He went to drink from his flask, but upon discovering it was empty he rose from his spot and grabbed the bottle. He popped the cork off and took a drink before handing it to her.

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{tinkerbell}

“Maybe I’ll consider you a friend if you show me other things you do with friends.”

“You’re looking at it. Rum, small talk, and the occasional game or two. Once we’re inebriated things get more fun. I don’t really have many friends. Don’t need them.” He shrugged and took a swig out of his flask. “Most of them died in the first war. I watched most of them die. After that I decided to travel. Losing everyone I loved turned me into who I am today.”

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{tinkerbell}

“Possibly.”

“And to think-- I shared my rum with you. Something I only do with my friends.”

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{tinkerbell}

“Am I not allowed to enjoy the company of an acquaintance without reason?”

“An acquaintance? Is that all I am to you?”

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{tinkerbell}

“No, I was only making comment on your illustrious past.”

James let out a laugh. “What reason are you here, Tinkerbell? You always want something.”