Capt. Sterling

Taking hits, the surgeon hard at work.... rescuing wounded

The battle continues, pyrates on the defense Charge of the Light Brigade

Pyrates' reply

Town's Reply...

negotiations

Pyrates wait for town's decision...

Blackjohn requesting permission to enter town to trade...

Pyrates making way into town to trade goods...

Bonjour Chere, I am home! I was hanged three times in Maryland, rescued and revived the last... and now back to Port Royal....

Officer's Call

Just a tease.....

trophy

Toe to heel back soon brought off buckled shoes. Leather garters were manipulated with equal speed and soon with stockings lay neglected upon the floor. He leaned down to kiss her as breeches were pushed past hips and slipped about ankles, his own fingers moving over chemise ribbons and petticote ties.

He closed his eyes, relishing in the feel of her touch against his skin. "Mmmm Chere," he groaned lightly. He quickly then unbuttoned ruffled cuffs. "I think I would agree," he chuckled.

awards

Once again he folded himself about her. He closed his eyes, cheek resting gently against her soft curls. "God, I do love ye Aurore," he whispered, his heart aching just to hold her. Truly he knew he would be content just to remain as they now were but he knew there was so much more of her that he wanted. "Permettez-nous de finir ici mon amour. Je veux vous aimer avec mon corps et passer mon sommeil dans vos bras."

Well earned

"For being so selfish regarding your attentions," he whispered. He moved his fingers beneath her chin and tilted her face toward his. "Le chéri je dois naviguer bientôt ou je me prouverai pour être seulement un mari impropre. Je ne vous apporterai pas une telle honte. Mais vous savez bien que la mer est la maîtresse volage, si peut-être vous pouvez comprendre comment important et précieux chaque seconde est que je peux passer avec vous."

He felt awkward. He had hoped that...now, instead he stood patiently, like a little child as she helped slide the black silk from his shoulders. Perhaps he was more tired than he gave himself credit. He leaned downward slightly and pressed a gentle and all too quick kiss to the top of her head. "Forgive me?" he whispered.

"Then Chere, I shall make my way to the bath and then to bed to please ye," he said. He hesitated then, looking from one remaining door to the other. "Um..."

He halted, not turning to face her. Instead he focused on empty pitcher in hand. "Aye ye might be right. Twill take more than a basin to wash the fire from me. Thank ye Chere. Tis thoughtful indeed," he said. "Well then, do not wait upon me... as a long soak would do me well. Is there someone in the house who could aid with the changing of the dressings? I do not wish Meagan's assistance with them, methinks she may be a bit too young to be removing and replacing bandages. Mayhaps the groom?"

He took the glass she offered. "As ye wish Chere," he mumbled then downed its contents, the alcohol burning his nose and throat. He replaced the glass upon the table and crossed the room. Grabbing the pitcher he made for the door once again. "I best fetch some hot water from the kitchen to scrub away this grime. I shall return when I can," he said, closing the door behind him.

fire works

"Tis votre nectar je veux boire dans le Chéri. Mais si vous voulez attendre ... être alors ainsi cela," he said with a sigh.

"Oui Chere, yer brother and all of Le Cour's holdings are safe and sound. The fire is all but smoldering. When I left there was a watch established to see that it stays out and does not rekindle itself. And now Sabastian is off on some, so called, business appointment and he has been so kind as to give us the house we are now inhabiting.... as well as," he reached beneath waistcoat and papers of importance were withdrawn. "Your wedding gift to me." He pulled her close again as papers were discarded to nearby table. The thought of leaving her, gnawing at his insides, until he felt unsettled. "Venez maintenant. J'ai besoin de vous le Cheri, maintenant plus que jamais. Faites l'amour avec moi. Profondement а l'interieur de vous, je veux etre. Que peu de temps je peux avoir, je desire, plus que n'importe quoi, passer comme une partie d'entre vous et sentir votre chaleur de moi."