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17 August 2006 @ 21:12
Trick  
Norrington/OFC - Rated PG-13ish for smut for yahtzee63, who tempted me over AIM.

Trick

The stranger was different from Lucy's usual clientele. He left the bed with more fleas than he brought to it, for one. But what struck her most, as she tugged her bodice back into place, and turned her petticoat so that the ragged hem was to the back, were his eyes.

Since arriving on the shoes of Tortuga, one of 1000 whores or so the town often boasted, she'd had men look at her with lust, with hatred, with hunger, with derision, with puppy-like adoration, and even with pity. But there was a need in the depths of the stranger's eyes that had caught her breath in her throat and her hawking of her wares from her designated corner of the Saracen's Head falter. Just for a moment, and not so anyone had noticed. But as he'd stepped through the throng towards her, and she'd first caught sight of that look, she'd forgot the part she was meant to play.

They didn't speak as she'd led him up the stairs. His eyes said all he didn't, and she didn't want to break whatever spell he was under that had brought him to her bed. He hadn't been rough, but then, he hadn't been gentle either. His hands had slid over her shoulders as he drew her close to him, and she remembered the calluses and the lack of crusted dirt beneath his nails. She was tall for a woman, and slight, which cost her custom as sailors and the like gravitated towards Bess and Cally and Black Meg, with their bosoms spilling over their too-tight bodices. He'd taken the pins from her hair, and she'd only winced once as his rough fingers caught on the dirty light brown curls. She hadn't meant to, but she'd sighed as he'd grasped her slim hips, spreading her thighs with his knee as a sailor's hornpipe played out in the street.

He'd had her quickly, but with surprising skill. She'd enjoyed herself a little—more than she was used to, but it was over quickly and they'd lain together atop the soiled sheet as the music and screaming from the busy streets below drifted up through the open windows. Moonlight travelled in a perfect square along the floor, as he dozed and she knew she should turn him out so she could go back down and see about earning enough for her gin and her breakfast, but he seemed so much younger as he slept. The beginnings of a beard darkened his jaw, and she felt the sting along her neck where it had been rubbed raw.

When he did wake, it wasn't by degrees but all at once and he half bolted out of bed, his hand coming to rest on his hip where a sword would have been, if he carried one. She'd flinched, expecting a blow. What she hadn't expected was the kiss. He'd never kissed her, not the first time. The second was slower, and better, and it was her short blunt nails that left marks on his shoulders where they were bared by the open neck of his once fine but now grey with dirt lawn shirt.

She'd closed her eyes, imagining they were anywhere but the ramshackle room she shared with two other girls above a tannery, the stench of rotted meat vying with sweat and sour wine for her attention. She tried to pretend it was her he needed as he moved inside her, and that it was her name and not another's he whispered in her ear like a prayer when he finished.

The copper coins he pressed into her palm before he left were warm. She wondered if she'd see him again. Hoped she wouldn't, because he did not seem a man fitted to such a place. She kept a weather eye out, as the nights wore on. But he never came back to her bed.

And Lucy hoped "Elizabeth", whoever she might be, had known whole what she had cast off for her to find broken.
 
 
 
Celli: la Davenportcelli on 18th August 2006 02:41 (UTC)
*sighs* Man, this makes my heart hurt. Really nicely done.
ljc: norrington lovetaraljc on 18th August 2006 02:52 (UTC)
I am still sort of boggling that I just wrote random Norrington smut.
tarkheena lizzeeen: potc [missing the suns of tatooine]liminalliz on 18th August 2006 02:41 (UTC)
Delicious, oh!
ljc: JD lovetaraljc on 18th August 2006 02:54 (UTC)
leave it to me to write a Mary Sue who doesn't at least get an orgasm out of her experience.
Dances With Vampires: Violets selfyahtzee63 on 18th August 2006 02:41 (UTC)
I love this story! (And also, your icon -- ::lick::).
ljc: JD lovetaraljc on 18th August 2006 02:50 (UTC)
ALL YOUR FAULT.
Lady J: ten and rose on the grassseimaisin on 18th August 2006 02:47 (UTC)
Oh. That's very nice. Very nice indeed.
ljc: JD lovetaraljc on 18th August 2006 02:55 (UTC)
it was ridiculous fun. I need to find the GOOD Norrington fic. I knwo it must be out there someplace. I'm having a Jack Davenport renaissance, me.
(no subject) - seimaisin on 18th August 2006 03:14 (UTC) (Expand)
(no subject) - taraljc on 18th August 2006 03:24 (UTC) (Expand)
MsCongeniality: Piratemscongeniality on 18th August 2006 02:48 (UTC)
I love this, quite possibly more than I can express. A very nice piece.
ljc: steve (the happy alien) hearts utaraljc on 18th August 2006 02:57 (UTC)
*hugs u*
melata_fic on 18th August 2006 04:46 (UTC)
This is lovely. I don't know what I expected to find, but it wasn't this. I love the style, too.
ljc: ten/romana otptaraljc on 18th August 2006 16:28 (UTC)
I didn't expect to write it, actually. It started as teasing a friend with a first line over AIM, and then 20 minutes later--BAM, ficlet.
(no subject) - melata_fic on 18th August 2006 23:33 (UTC) (Expand)
gunderpants on 18th August 2006 06:33 (UTC)
Here from a rec from a friend. Very lovely stuff.
ljc: norrington lovetaraljc on 18th August 2006 16:27 (UTC)
whoa, tell your friend thank you for the rec, and I'm so glad you liekd it!
Grimoriegrimorie on 18th August 2006 07:03 (UTC)
Oh, Norrington... This is lovely and beautiful and breaks the heart. *sigh*
ljc: piratestaraljc on 18th August 2006 16:26 (UTC)
thank you so much for the kind words!
smaurtangledwood on 18th August 2006 16:09 (UTC)
Eep! That was gorgeous. I loved the alternate perspective and your Norrington and your writing — gah. This is painful in all the right ways.
ljc: sane-flavouredtaraljc on 18th August 2006 16:18 (UTC)
zomg icon♥!!!!!

sorry--was distracted by the pretty pretty I-Man.

thanks! glad you liked it. Blame yahtzee--she poked me mercilessly via chat.
(no subject) - tangledwood on 21st August 2006 01:44 (UTC) (Expand)
penknife: elizabethpenknife on 18th August 2006 19:49 (UTC)
Oh, ow. Poor Norrington -- this is lovely.
ljc: piratestaraljc on 18th August 2006 19:52 (UTC)
thanks for the kind feedback.
Carrie: [misc] she sells seashellspathstotread on 18th August 2006 21:22 (UTC)
Have to join the chorus - this was beautiful.
ljc: norringtontaraljc on 20th August 2006 00:03 (UTC)
thansk so much for the kind words!
Merlin Missy: Damaged Goods (Tala)mtgat on 19th August 2006 01:20 (UTC)
Yay broken!Norrington smut!
ljc: norrington lovetaraljc on 20th August 2006 00:04 (UTC)
tehre SO needs to be more broken!Norrington smut, I'm thinking.
that kind of girl: [PotC] Norringtonalphabet26 on 19th August 2006 23:12 (UTC)
Here from yahtzee63.

That was a lovely, lovely fic and I just adored it. Poor Norrington. I just like him so much.

And I like your icon, too. ;P
ljc: JD lovetaraljc on 20th August 2006 00:05 (UTC)
yays! glad you liked it :) He's far and away my fave from the movies, I have to admit. I love Jack Sparrow, but I think I'm in love with Norrington.
The Savage Young Bat: silenceideaspace on 22nd August 2006 11:07 (UTC)
"How can you pass that up, mate?"
"By remembering that I serve others, Mr. Sparrow. Not only my self."
ljc: norringtontaraljc on 22nd August 2006 14:05 (UTC)
Re: "How can you pass that up, mate?"
erm... does that mean you liked it or hated it?
Re: "How can you pass that up, mate?" - ideaspace on 22nd August 2006 19:30 (UTC) (Expand)
Re: "How can you pass that up, mate?" - taraljc on 22nd August 2006 19:48 (UTC) (Expand)