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𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 After sneaking out of your manor, you stumble into a bar, looking for the attention of a rough and ragged man. There, you meet Jack Sparrow, who shows you all the ropes - literally and figuratively.
𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 explicit content, P in V sex, implied age gap, bondage, utterly nasty rough sex (spanking, hair pulling,etc.), slightly mean Jack Sparrow, semi public sex
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𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 Jack Sparrow x f! reader
The sun had just set on the horizon, and your maid had undone you from your horrid corseted dress of the day, and slipped into a comfortable cotton night gown.
You groaned under your breath, waiting for the hallway outside your room to quiet before you crawled out of bed and changed into a simple dusty blue velvet dress. Glancing once again at your bedroom before climbing out of your window.
You wandered down the dimly lit street, before finding yourself drawn to a bar. Loud commotion came from the inside, and you pushed your way through the door. The people here certainly weren't the proper men you were used to, and it brought a bit of relief to you.
You took a seat on one of the stools at the bar top, before observing around. From across the bar, a mid 40s man with long brown dreadlocks caught eyes with you. He smirked, showing off a few gold teeth before he sauntered over to you, sliding into the seat next to yours.
"Never seen you 'round here before. I'd remember a darling face like yers." He hummed, leaning closer to you. He smelt overwhelming of rum.
"Guess you could consider me a newcomer." You replied, not giving away much on your face as you studied him more closely. He had tan skin— one that seemed to be from hours in the sun rather than natural color, black eyeliner rimming his brown eyes, and muscular arms (or at least from what you could tell).
"Newcomer, eh?" He smirked, a flash of mischievous on his lips. "Say.. How 'bout you and me have a deal, lovie. You and me get outta here, and I show you around my ship." He hummed, leaning closer.
The men here were vultures, and he'd be damned if he let some other man get his hands on you first..
"Doesn't sound sketchy at all." You said, matching his smirk with your own. You'd wanted something new, didn't you? "I suppose I'll let you take me for a joyride." You whispered, leaning even closer, crawling your fingers up along his arm.
"Careful with your words, dove. I may take you up on that." He warned, a glint of hunger in his eyes. He was starving, and you were like a juicy piece of meat. Nonetheless, he moved you out of the bar without anyone knowing, and led you to his ship by keeping a hand on your wrist.
His ship was bigger than you expected it to be— not as grand as the British Naval ships you were used to, but still impressive. It looked to be maybe a kind of cargo ship, but you couldn't be too sure.
"Your captain let you bring ladies here alone?" You asked as he let you aboard, now standing on the deck.
"Darling, I am the captain. I can do as I please." He swaggered, practically dragging you up to the helm.
The ship overlooked the sea, sparkling with the moonlight. It was a sight you saw often, but not from this angle, and definitely never this
"You look impressed." He simply stated, letting you lean on the railing in front of you. He came up behind you, his body heat radiating onto you, yet he didn't press himself to you fully. All he did was place his hands on your hips.
"I've never been this close." You admitted, looking over your shoulder at him. The way his eyes smoldered had heat burning in your lower gut.
"To what? The sea?" He asked with a hum, relishing in your heightened senses. He brushed your hair to your back, pushed the neckline of your dress to the side to expose your shoulder, and planted a dirty kiss and a nip there.
"To adventure, experience." You shivered at his teeth on your skin, sending another spark of arousal to your undergarments.
"If it's adventure you want, love, I could take you on one... You just need to give me the permission to do whatever I want to you." He whispered dirty in your ear, his hand trailing up to find your throat.
You shouldn't, but oh, he was so convincing. "Yes.." You said breathlessly, pressing back into him.
"You have no idea what you've gotten yourself into." He growled, not wasting anytime in unlacing your dress. "Strip. Let me see you." He ordered, and you could see why he was the captain.
Being just as eager as him, you bared yourself down to your knickers, feeling awfully exposed.
"Such a beauty.." He murmured, teasingly running his rough hands along your skin as he pushed you to bend over the helm.
You fully whined at his words, feeling his phantom touch as he pulled away. He didn't let you see, but you could hear— something being pulled along the wood of the deck until you felt it. Ropes, tough ones that the navy used on their ships. You were surprised at how delicately the captain wrapped it around your body— over your breasts, your ribs, tying your hands together until you were fully at his mercy, and he held the other end of the rope like a leash.
"You could moan as loud as you want, dove, but nobody's here to hear it. Right now I own this pussy. Say it. Say 'Captain Jack Sparrow owns my pussy'." He commanded, pulling on the ropes, making you clench in arousal.
"C-Captain Jack Sparrow owns my pussy.." You repeated, flushing with embarrassment.
He chuckled darkly when you heard the undoing of pants, hearing it clatter to the floor with his gear. "Are ye sure about this, love? Because once I start.. I'm not stopping til I get me fill." He whispered into your ear, a rasp that had you tingling.
"Yes.." You whimpered, pointing your bare ass up a bit higher, as if presenting it for him.
He gave you one harsh spank before he spread your ass cheeks apart, rubbing his head along your leaking hole. With no warning, he pushed all the way in, filling you to the hilt with a sinful groan.
You stuttered moans and incoherent screams as he began pounding you. He was so deep, deeper than your fingers have ever gone, deeper than you thought was possible.
"Fuck.. It feels so good, Captain." You whined, making him pull your hair back into a ponytail, using it for leverage as he rutted his hips into you.
"You're pathetic." He laughed cruelly, roughing up his thrusts. "Pussy squeezing me so tight.. Ye were just waiting for this, huh? Ye wanted ol' Jack to take control of this cunt." He groaned, head tilted back as he began to lose control. "Yer gonna see what happens to sirens like you.."
You felt your toes curling as he hit that soft spot inside you over and over again, bringing you impossibly close to the edge. You couldn't do anything but fuck back on him with the limited mobility that you had. "Please.." You begged, though you didn't quite know what you were begging for.
"Please what?" He cooed, snapping his hips against your flesh harder to punish your inability to speak properly.
"Please let me cum! Please Captain!" You mewled out, unable to stop his title from ripping through your throat. You felt your pulse racing underneath your skin, as you felt the pleasure coil tightly within your pussy.
He hummed, as if contemplating it, but he didn't stop his brutal pace that he'd set. "Go ahead." He purred, his voice sounding like poisonous honey— tantalizing, sweet, but an edge of danger and caution. He curled the rope that you were bound with around his palm, while his other hand spread your ass to give him a proper view. "Let me see you cream on my cock." He growled, primal in his need.
You stuttered before breaking, crying out his name along with obscene sounds like a harlot. It wasn't long before you felt Jack spill inside you, his milky white substance feeling warm inside you.
He gave you a few more shallow thrusts, your combined arousal making a wet squelching noise, before dropping the rope.
You heard him chuckle behind you— low, rough, and exhausted. "I underestimated ye, love." He hummed, pulling up his own trousers despite the fact that he left you bare and still bound by rope that dug into your delicate skin.
"Are you just going to leave me like this??" You asked while trying your hardest not to roll your eyes. The cold of the night was starting to bite at you now that you weren't being fucked within inches of your life.
"Enjoying the view." He hummed. "You look so pretty with my cum dripping down yer cunt. But I suppose I could cut you free, since I'm feeling oh so generous." He teased before his hands moved to undo your restraints with practiced precision.
Once you were set free, you quickly pulled your clothes on, before you felt the weight of his heavy jacket around your shoulders. "Leaving so soon, love?" He asked with a smirk on his face. "I haven't even offered you a swig of me rum."
You sighed, knowing you couldn't fight him on this. "Yeah, okay. I'll stay for rum." You sighed, walking back with him to his quarters on the ship.
What the hell had you gotten yourself into?
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