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luciadiosa · 2 years ago

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Genevieve is such a sweetheart. 😍

and yes I need to write my mermaid fanfiction again. You are right! I have it in my mind. i have to admit Alchelmy of Souls and some other stuff distract me. Soon as I ended the Alchelmy of souls fanficion I will write the mermaid fanfiction again. (it easier for me because I already have a red line for the achelmy of souls fiction. :) )

Since then I will read your, @umgatochamadopercyval, great fanfiction and share it with the world. 🥰😘

Diamond of the sea (James Norrington)

Chapter 1

“Miss Genevieve, may I come in?”

The maid’s voice was a distant thing for Genevieve, who was still well into the dream realm. It was only after being gently shaken that the young woman woke up.

"Good morning Jane"

she greeted stretching her arms lazily, after moving out of the enormous bed she laid moments ago

"The bath and water are already ready at the washroom for you Miss, alongside the herbs paste you requested"

the young maid explained while opening the heavy curtains, and allowing sunlight into the spacious room

After eight years living with the Governor, it was easy to think she was Elizabeth's sister, raised to be a proper lady in British society. If it wasn't the fact they were the same age, and Genevive didn't quite look like the family, no one would suspect a thing.

"That is lovely to hear, thank you. I will call for your presence when I’m finished”

she dismissed before closing the door.

When she entered the washroom, the bathtub was already prepared for her, with cold water filling it to its middle, and in a stool at its side there was a jar of natural water and a small bowl filled with a slime green goo that smelled of seaweed and camomile.

Stripping of her nightgown, Genevive let herself drown in the water, and in seconds instead of her legs there was a sparkling golden mermaid tail, with translucent fins at the end of it, shimmering like gold when the sun passed on it, that matched her hair. With a natural fiber sponge, she cleaned her upper body and face, and later, more carefully, her tail and hair, making sure to not break the skin but also rubbing strong enough to clean it.

Something about mermaids that most of the stories got true was how fast they weakened at the sun. If they didn’t receive enough water their skin would burn and not long after the mermaid would die. That was one of the reasons they usually liked dark spaces to live in. However, disguising as a human with the Swans, she could not afford that privilege, so as a habit she liked to start her days taking a cold bath, and drinking a full jar of water, which usually was enough.

She dived her head and cleaned the last bits of goo out of her face and body, feeling ready to end her bath. Using her arms, she lifted herself to the board of the tub and when her tail melted away with a familiar sting, she stepped out of it and draped herself with a towel.

After that it was the normal process of getting ready for the day: Jane would help her dress herself, this time with something uncomfortable called “corset”, that apparently was the high fashion in London, but she would not make a fuss given it had a new dress with it and more importantly it was a direct request from the Governor.

“You outdone yourself today Jane. It’s impressive” she thanked her, looking one last time at the mirror, and seeing how the blue in the dress complimented her grass green eyes and porcelain skin.

“Vive, are you ready?” Lizzie voice sounded from the door, a soft knock before

“Lizzie, good morning darling” the door closed with a soft closing

“Are you feeling nervous for today’s ceremony?” she gossiped while they descended the stairs

“A bit, actually. Father gave me this new dress and it’s impossible to breathe with the undergarments”

“You look stunning with it though” she reassured her best friend, giving her hand a slight squeeze, before the last steps of the long stair.

“Elizabeth, Genevieve" Governor Swan greeted “You look absolutely stunning”

“Will” Elizabeth’s face lit up seeing the blacksmith apprentice “It’s so good to see you” a bright smile accompanying the words “I had a dream about you last night” Genevive internally let out a sight, their feelings were obvious to everyone but themselves

“About me?” the boy questioned nervous

“Is that proper for you…” Weatherby looked uncomfortable

“About the day we met. Do you remember?”

He almost died, and was given a fresh start, he certainly remembers. Lovely start for a conversation.

“How could I forget Miss Swann?” He smiled charmingly

“How many times must I ask you to call me Elizabeth?” Lizzie playfully asked

“At least once more, Miss Swann. As always” he declined politely, but his eyes were regretful, and she seemed unpleased with his awnser, contrary to her father

“There. See? At least the boy has a sense of propriety. We really must be going”

“Good day, Mr. Turner” was the cold goodbye her sister gave, which obviously confused the poor young man.

“Have a good day, Mr. Turner” was Genevives’s, although hers was warmer in tone.

“Come along” was the Governor’s cue that the carriage was already waiting for them.

Outside the house the sun shone brightly on their heads, and they soon were inside the vehicle on their way.

“You should be less harsh on him, Lizzie. Mr. Turner is always polite with you” she whispered to the other, once they were getting to their destination.

And that was chapter 1.

(@luciadiosa I'm seeing you reading this and I'm waiting your mermaid fic hahahaha)

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imaginepirates · 1 year ago

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Beck and Call

The reader is an employee of Beckett's, working as an entertainer to gather information at social events. While getting a little too close to clientele for Beckett's taste, you're pulled off to an unoccupied room so he can remind you exactly who's in charge. Of course, things get frisky from there.

Please note that the reader is fem. Also know that the fic features a heated makeout session and strip-tease, but no full nsfw content.

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What first caught your eye was the rather loud waistcoat. Even from across the room, the amount of embroidery looked egregious. It was somewhat made up for by the tasteful choices in color, which managed not to clash with each other on the bright fabric. If the Lowell family were known for anything, it was their flamboyance. And annoyingly good hair, you thought to yourself, touching your own lightly to ensure the pins were staying in place.

The wearer of said offending waistcoat was the youngest of the Lowell boys, quite eager to prove himself to high society. He was a handsome sort, with a sharp jaw and a ready smile, all blonde curls and shining eyes. Open to speaking about anything, too, which was exactly why you were there.

The boy’s father had just come into a position in the House of Lords, and would be yet another influencing factor on trade. Your job was to make him talk, to see how open his father might be to working with your own employer, a certain Cutler Beckett. Beckett was always looking for political sway, so you were always dragged to social events to eavesdrop. Spying was too harsh a word, he told you, though you knew he’d let you call it whatever you liked as long as the job got done.

Thankfully, all socials needed entertainers, and entertaining made you just interesting enough to speak to. You could, of course, pose as some highborn lady, but for the Lowell boy, nothing less than the most dazzling performer would do.

You struck a captivating figure, even you had to admit. Beckett had near outdone himself—he wasn’t one to be afraid of dressing you immodestly, but your dangerously low neckline was nothing short of scandalous. Your dress, a dark turquoise mantua the color of stormy seas, was accented by embellishments of white and gold. Tiny satin roses sat along a creme stomacher, and lace spilled out from the elbows of your sleeves and along your collar. False ringlets hung at the sides of your face, giving the illusion you had more hair than a head could hold. Your jewelry, too, had its own extravagance. A pearl necklace lay at your throat in three lengths, and your earrings featured one dangling pearl apiece.

Truth be told, you felt a little like a trussed up doll, but you supposed that was all you were for the evening anyway.

You took your place amongst the musicians, keeping an eye on the boy as you went. You made sure to pass by close enough that he had no choice but to notice you, and you blushed prettily as his gaze trailed after you. Eye contact. If you’d learned anything, meeting a man’s eye for a brief moment was more daring, more alluring, than any dress you could ever wear.

Working for Beckett required a wide range of abilities from you—singing, dancing, pianoforte, social skills—and you were always expected to put them to use. There were the other necessities, sometimes, like good aim, which you preferred to leave to Mercer, but you learned all the same. Tonight, thankfully, all that was required of you was your voice

So you sang. Backed by a small ensemble, you provided the music for partygoers to dance to, raking your eyes over the crowd all the while, taking in the social scene. You stood at the perfect spot for observing who talked to who, and which groups avoided each other, and if anyone’s dress was out of season, and whether or not the Lowell boy accepted drinks from waiters.

Oh, and Beckett’s piercing gaze.

Nobody else noticed—nobody else could—as Beckett watched you from the corner of his eye. His stare raked across you, making gooseflesh rise on your arms and a shiver run down the back of your neck. He watched, of course, to make sure you were doing your job, and that his eyes weren’t the only pair drawn to you. But you had been under his employment a long time, and you knew his many looks, and the darkness in this particular look was one he reserved for precious few people. In fact, you weren’t sure you’d ever seen him direct this look to anyone but yourself, which gave you a little too much satisfaction.

This look was one of desire, and you’d be damned if you didn’t capitalize on it. Beckett wasn’t the only one who could toy with people.

The performance over, you mingled with the crowd, graciously accepting compliments and putting on a dazzling smile. It didn’t take long for the boy to be drawn over; his eyes carding over you with clear interest, and you knew it wasn’t just your voice drawing his attention.

“That was positively breathtaking.” He had a pretty smile, you conceded to yourself, but was full of foppish energy you’d have to brace yourself against.

“Thank you.” You pretended to be flattered.

“You’re breathtaking, as well. Wherever did you get that dress?”

The problem, you found, was that he was really and truly interested. All his excitement was genuine, and as much as you hated to use it against him, it was your job. “The silk is from China,” you lied. China sounded much more interesting than Bristol, and he wouldn’t know the difference.

Soon, he was talking about his father, and you listened to every word. When the topic of spices and textiles arose, you slipped Beckett’s name into the mix, mentioning him as the gifter of your dress. To the Lowell boy, it was nothing more than an offhand comment, but you knew Beckett’s name was in his brain now, and as sure as he was to mention you to his father, he would be mentioning Beckett as well.

It was when you let him inspect the pearls at your throat that you noticed Beckett’s glare from across the room, hot and fixated on the spot where the boy’s fingers made contact with your skin. You had the sudden feeling you’d done something wrong. Oh, the show you were making of yourself wasn’t truly vital, no, but surely Beckett couldn’t be upset about it.

Surely he couldn’t be jealous.

Mercer appeared by your shoulder in short order, seemingly out of nowhere. “I’m afraid the songbird is needed elsewhere,” he drawled. “I’m sure she’ll be back in not too long.”

“Oh, of course.” The boy smiled, bidding you farewell. “For you, I can wait.”

You rather hoped he didn’t.

You let Mercer drag you away from the crowd, though his iron grip on your arm wasn’t wholly necessary. You had no doubt who the order had come from—you were at the man’s beck and call. A thrill ran through you; you couldn’t help but feel a little excited. After all, you’d succeeded in making the famously well-restrained Cutler Beckett snap under the weight of jealousy. But you were apprehensive, too. There was no telling just how he would react, and though you weren’t afraid, necessarily, you were aware he could cause you discomfort without doing harm.

Mercer pulled you into a library, oak shelves making a maze of the room. At the back, Beckett sat in a comfortable looking chair, rising unhurriedly to greet you. He gave you a casual once-over before turning away to inspect a row of exotic artifacts, affecting disinterest.

“You’ve taken quite the shining to the Lowell boy.”

“Well,” you started, taking on the same air, “shining is the word to describe me tonight. You’ve made sure of that.”

He turned back to you then, regarding you darkly. He wouldn’t fall for any of your charm; at least, he’d be aware of your acting. You couldn’t fool him.

But you didn’t need to. Despite trying to make it look otherwise, he’d already given away his attraction to you, and it only felt right to give him what he made you give others. You couldn’t get shy on him now—that wasn’t what he wanted. He wanted your acting, even if he knew that’s what it was. You were a performer, and he liked a show.

“Your…enthusiasm…in tonight’s assignment was unparalleled. I’ve never seen you take such an interest in any of our potential clients before.” Beckett looked up at you through dark lashes. “Though,” he paused, brows knitting together ever so slightly, “I do wonder why that boy in particular caught your attention.”

You fingered one of the small roses adorning your dress, trying very hard to seem like you weren’t thinking critically about your answer. “Oh,” you sighed, letting your chest rise and fall a little more than natural, “you know how it is. He’s young and pretty and has so many stories and so much energy. One can’t help but get pulled into his halo of excitement.”

Beckett snorted. “Please. You’re too smart to find any substance in that sort of personality.”

“It’s not his personality I need to find substance in.”

Beckett’s eyes flashed with an intensity you’d never seen, dangerous. You were in deep waters now, you realized, and there was no backing out.

“Of course,” you continued, “we would need an empty room and locking doors. I’m sure you could procure something of the sort, given our current atmosphere.” You waved a hand, vaguely gesturing at the library. Then, you stilled, looking back at Beckett with your brows raised as if a thought had only just now occurred to you. “You weren’t hoping for something similar, dragging me in here, were you?”

Lighting quick, Beckett had one of your wrists in his hand, pulling you closer, his breath ghosting across the shell of your ear. “I know what you’re doing. I wouldn’t test me, if I were you.”

Your breath caught in your throat, and the nerves in your wrist crackled with some electric impulse triggered by Beckett’s touch. It took everything in you not to gasp. You hadn’t expected his hold to be so tight, but he kept you in a vice grip, and you knew then and there you couldn’t pull away even if you wanted to.

You steeled your nerves. This was a game, and you had to make your next move, risky as it felt.

“Or what?” You whispered low in his ear. Your free hand made its way to the joint between his shoulder and chest as if to steady yourself on him, a teasing touch. He breathed deeply against it, and the light press of your fingertips became the flat of your palm.

“Or I’ll show you just what can be done in an empty library.”

He pulled away abruptly, a tidal wave of relief cascading over you. The onslaught wasn’t over, of course, but he was giving you a respite, and though you weren’t admitting defeat quite yet, you’d take it.

Beckett sat back in the chair, relaxing, a smirk resting on his face. “Go on then. Show me how you would seduce this boy.”

You nearly balked at the suggestion. Whatever you’d been expecting, it wasn’t this—this forwardness, so casually put, not a trace of hesitancy to be seen. You only wondered for a brief moment whether he was serious; the confidence in his deepening smirk told you all you needed to know.

You straightened. Beckett wasn’t going to back down, and his words weren’t a suggestion. They were an order. That thought alone made you weak at the knees.

Always start slow. This was a seduction, and a seduction called for a certain amount of teasing. Anticipation was the true key; keep your voyeur waiting until they simply couldn’t wait any longer, until they became too enthralled to turn away. You began with the pins at the back of your dress, letting the pleats and folds in the back fall with each steel fastening removed. Heavy fabric settled on the floor, the back of the dress now more of a train.

Beckett was still perfectly composed, but the effect of your efforts was clear. His eyes followed your every movement keenly. You took advantage of it, having nowhere to set the pins but the small desk beside him. You bent down, allowing him a good look at your décolletage, and you were gratified to see him draw in a breath.

Next to go was the stomacher, also pinned in place. Here, the true divestment began. Once the stomacher was off, the front of your stays would be on full display. You’d known Beckett a long time, and he’d seen you in plenty of compromising positions, but never like this.

Eye contact, you reminded yourself. More alluring than any dress. More alluring than any undress.

Beckett settled back in his chair as the stomacher came undone, staring openly at the space it previously occupied. You wondered how often he’d had the chance to see women’s undergarments so personally, but waved that though away, bringing your hands up to the ruffled sides of your bodice and slowly, ever so slowly, peeled it off your shoulders and let it drop to the ground.

Beckett readjusted in his seat. You could hear his breathing, now, and his lips sat slightly parted, as if he could taste you on the air. Your arms, now bare, felt the chill of the library acutely. If you shivered, it wasn’t from the cool alone—Beckett’s eyes raked over you with undisguised lust, making it hard for you to keep from blushing. You were all petticoats, well beyond the definition of improper.

You untied your silk skirt, a matching turquoise to the bodice, never taking your eyes off Beckett’s own, even as his wandered. You had to slip it off over your head, but you managed it smoothly. That too you dropped on the floor, letting it slide right out of your fingers.

Beckett’s eyes met yours again, though you could tell he was getting impatient. You loosed the panniers from your sides where they hung to give your skirt its volume, dangling them from your fingers. You walked towards him, setting the small hoops down atop the pins you’d put next to him. Precious little covered you; your modesty was saved by your chemise, though you didn’t expect it to last.

For a long moment, you and Beckett stared at each other. You were close enough to touch, but he refrained from reaching out, clearly interested in what you would do next.

“May I use the chair?” You didn’t wait for a response, raising one foot to the seat just next to Beckett’s thigh. Your stockings had to go, and you began untying the garter fastened just above your knee, your chemise now hiked up to reveal a sliver of skin. One of Beckett’s hands moved, seemingly involuntary, and you smiled, shaking your head.

“Look, don’t touch.”

Beckett’s eyes snapped up to yours. It was your turn to give orders, and you weren’t about to play fair. You unlaced your garter, dropping it in Beckett’s lap. Then, inch by inch, you rolled down your stocking, only divesting yourself of it when you were sure Beckett felt tortured by it. He exhaled, resting his head against the back of the seat. But he smiled—a genuine smile—and you knew you were doing the right thing.

“Dear god,” he breathed, still watching as you undid your other stocking. “You’re lucky I’m a patient man. Otherwise I’d already have you bent over a desk somewhere.”

The way he’d grabbed you earlier, you didn’t doubt it. “And have everything over with so quickly?” you teased. “That’s no fun.”

“You have a point. Though, if you keep me waiting much longer, I might not be able to help myself.” His eyes flicked up to meet yours, and you blushed a little in spite of yourself.

The moment your other stocking hit the floor, Beckett was out of his seat, spinning you around to press you against the wall. You gasped but didn’t resist, relishing a little in the way his hands explored you, running down your sides and pulling you closer by the hips. His lips brushed your neck, and you tilted your head to give him better access.

The first kiss seared your skin. You found purchase in the back of his waistcoat, digging your fingers into the fabric to steady yourself. He continued his administrations down to your shoulder, where his teeth drew your attention to the soft bite he left above your collarbone. You couldn’t help the quiet moan that escaped you. If he wasn’t careful, you’d have marks littering your skin come morning, and they’d be on display for everyone to see. You considered that this very thing might be his intent, but his lips at the tops of your breasts distracted you entirely.

You felt his smirk more than saw it, and you knew he was taking great satisfaction in all the little noises you kept making. His touch became hampered by your stays, but he hardly seemed bothered.

“Be good for me and turn around, yes?” He murmured.

You complied immediately, shocked by how quickly he made work of the lacings. You couldn’t help but wonder whether he ever meant to kiss you properly. A hint of disappointment wormed its way into your brain; you liked what Beckett was doing to you, that couldn’t be denied, but you didn’t want it to be all he did. You didn’t want to be a fling. If you were being honest with yourself, you longed for him to care about you, and you longed for him to show it.

You turned back to him appraising you, eyes raking over your form. The only thing covering you was your chemise, though you felt naked under his gaze.

“Kiss me.” You disguised your plea with as much confidence as you could muster. For a moment, you feared he wouldn’t understand, or that he would reject you outright, but all worry was wiped away as his lips crushed against yours, stealing the breath from your lungs with its intensity.

You were both panting when you parted, though Beckett looked like he could kiss you until he suffocated. The idea both thrilled and concerned you. You reached out, cupping his face in your hands, watching the surprise on his face turn to mild desperation as he leaned into your touch. You pulled him in again for a gentler, more tender kiss, and he sighed against your lips.

You’d never seen such softness in him before, and you were almost afraid of breaking him. His pupils, blown wide, remained fixed on you in a sort of daze, and to your great astonishment, a blush had crept up his cheeks.

He hadn’t anticipated this, either, you thought. This tenderness is more intimate to him than any power-play could ever be. You could explore him like this forever, you realized. Gentleness was something foreign to him, but he lost himself in it, needed it terribly.

Before you could get any further, a knock at the door had you pulling away from each other, gasping for breath and trying to shake off the little world you’d gotten so lost in.

Mercer slipped in, paying you and your state of undress no mind. He didn’t seem surprised in the slightest to see you both unkempt. “Lord Lowell has an interest in speaking with you, Sir. It seems the youngest Lowell boy has been talking with his father about you.”

“Ah.” Beckett recovered his composure with impressive speed. “I’m glad to hear our little bird sung so sweetly as to sway him.” He looked at you teasingly. Mercer stepped out, affording you some privacy and Beckett a moment to get himself back together. “An unfortunate interruption. Though I do hope you won’t mind resuming later?” You were pleased to see a glint of hope in his eye—he wasn’t as unaffected as he liked to pretend.

“Oh,” you leaned in, whispering in his ear, “I’m counting on it. I’m still not sure you’ve shown me quite everything one can do in an empty library.”

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sykhan048 · 2 years ago

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Staring the angelic beauty with sunlight, the poet mind says,

Even though you are a stranger, you appear familiar.

How did you do your magic, whatever it was?

My heart has been captivated by you.

Even if I understand it, I am perplexed.

You are the brightness in my mornings.

Even though you are a stranger, you appear familiar.

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luciadiosa · 2 years ago

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Enchanting Mermaid

Part 7

After you know your fate you stay for yourself. So you didn't notice the arrival.

The last days you caught a flu. You didn't really remember the first days. A hot day on deck. You feel the sun burns into you flesh but you got sick. A soldier caught you in the moment you black out.

It was a unusual picture. You woke up. Laying in a comfortable bed. A cool cloth on your forehead. Beckett was letting you sleep in his bed and he read do you of a book. It seemed he worried and cared about you a little.

The fight between got in the background. His words echoed in your ears but he knows how to manipulate you.

On the day the ship sets his anchor you was already ready. You didn't say it but seeing a city like london excites you. You forgot about the upcoming plan. Your mouth desires new food, drinks and sweets. You want to look at all the diffrent dresses and people. Feel and admire the nature and its beauty.

As soon as the plank hit the ground you follow the path down on land. People romp on the harbour.

"Can we explore the city?" you ask Beckett which stops next to you.

His head turns to you. "We have time till our meeting. On the way we can explor it."

With a smile you follow him.Your path led you through the parks, you had treated yourself to tea and pastries. You were allowed to taste the desserts in abundance and you quickly forgot that it was a last meal.

But most of all you fell in love with the new dress. The silk, a light sea-blue like a Caribbean lagoon, shimmered like mother-of-pearl in the light. The ornaments were embroidered in a darker shade of blue and gold. Gentle tendrils at the hem of the dress. These can also be found at the top. At the waist from left to right and across the sweetheart bust. Underneath, however, a blouse that covered everything. But certainly to look at, since the cut emphasized the curves a bit. Unusual.

The matching bow in the hair tied the front section back. So that the face is exposed.When the afternoon sun was high in the sky, you had passed some soldiers. You don't know London, so you don't know where you are. Your eyes lingered on the Magnificent Garden. You step into the square with Cutler, which was behind an archway and wall.

Delighted, you spot a large pond. Surrounded by flowers and some water lilies on it. Without thinking, you are drawn to this one. You walk past a group. Almost through. Without realizing it was the king. Who stopped to look after you.

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luciadiosa · 2 years ago

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Enchanting Mermaid

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Part 9

Soon your complete dress was soaked up with water. Your hair is dripping from the rain. The sun has always been too warm and she really enjoys the rain.

With one lip you hum a tune and stand still in the rain. Cutler unlocks the door of the house while you face the raindrops. He couldn't take time to admire you. The rain had soaked him too and your melody reached his ears.

With one move he brought you into the house and closed the door. It was a small terraced house in central London that he owned but rarely used. He just had it cleaned every now and then. Also this time what it was brought to Vordemann. But otherwise they were alone.

The water drips from you two onto the wooden floor. As you turn to face him, you see him walking toward you. decisive. You back away as he draws a knife. "Cutler...?"

Instead of answering, he pushes you against the wall. "You're completely wet. I don't want you to transform." he said at the same moment that he was ripping so much fabric at the seams with the knife and pulling the heavy, wet dress from your body. The corset also falls to the ground.

"There's more to it than such a storm." you explain. He stops moving and seeks your eyes. Only in your slip you stand against the wall. He so much in front of you that you can feel his breath.

He started to say something while getting lost in your eyes. Your melody from earlier was still buzzing in his ears. The longing with which mermaids pull sailors into the deep sparkles in his eyes. But he pushes himself away from the wall and you.

"You should at least warm up." he explains and ran to the fireplace. As he ran, he took off his coat and draped it over a chair. Arriving at the fireplace, he kindled the fire. "I'm going to take a bath. The kitchen is stocked with groceries." he explains. You look at him in surprise. "What? Did you think I couldn't do all this because I usually have servants? It would be a waste of time waiting for this one to arrive. Especially with this weather."

With the words, he withdrew, leaving you alone. Your gaze wandered to the fire. The flames lick up crackling. Color the chimney black and provide warmth. __________ The heat of the water warms his body. He is glad to be out of the wet cold clothes. There was an error. He told himself that sometimes. In such situations. When you're there, when just a note of music rolls off your lips, he wasn't himself anymore. You draw him in and he threatens to lose control every time.

He sighs and lays his head back on the edge of the tub. The storm rages against the windows and facade of the house. Just as you rage on its facade. He should have sold you right away. Ship straight to London. Just being away from him. But in addition to your brutality as a beast, the spell also burned a vulnerability, a bond in him.

However, he already had a plan and hopes that it will work out and that he can push it through. Normally this wasn't a problem. But he wasn't so sure about you anymore.

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luciadiosa · 2 years ago

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Pirates of the Carribean Fanfiction

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luciadiosa · 2 years ago

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thank you for over 100 ractions. 😊 it makes me happy.

if you want another cutler beckett fanfiction then check out "Entchanting Mermaid" from me.

Jade Princess

Pirates of the Caribbean

Cutler Beckett x fem!reader

WIP!

Chapter 1: Then i am the greatest fool

Chapter 2: Hopefully I won't faint because of your generosity

Chapter 3: As long as you like it.

Chapter 4: I'll ditch every single pirate for your captivity

Chapter 5: I am almost flattered

Chapter 6: The feeling of regret

Chapter 7: You shouldn't be out here!

Chapter 8: You lose yourself in his steely eyes.

Chapter 9: Do you have no heart at all?

Chapter 10: It's almost a smart move. A good Deal.

Chapter 11: Is that what you did when you turned down his brother's proposal?

Chapter 12: It felt like treason

Chapter 13: How deep had you fallen Out of fear. Out of love.

Chapter 14: The Jade Princess. Feared by many pirates. Butcher of Porto Santo.

Chapter 15: Ready the ship.

Chapter 16: So you are the one

Chapter 17: I am not a fool. I don't do anything rash

Bonus:

Wedding Night 1.1 (Smut) Wedding Night 1.2 (Smut)

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sykhan048 · 2 years ago

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She is a very beautiful lady,

I started to lose myself in her beauty.

I was intoxicated without even dinking,

She is my beautiful lady,

I'm going to lose myself in her beauty.

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sykhan048 · 1 year ago

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Your Beloved...(Chapter 30)

Sun are shinning on the sand. A empty island, Jack was laying on his stomach, holding his empty bottle of Rum. Yes, Jack didn't went back to black pearl. He open his eyes and find himself at the island. He put his hand in his pocket to find his compass. But his eyes became wide cause he didn't find it. It is the most necessary thing for him. If it lost then, he won't be able to go back at his black pearl.

Jack: The compass...Where is the compass?

He remember the last night incident. He roamed his memory lane and find that it is left Mini's ship. I have to go to that ship.

Port Royal,

Cutler was in very bad mood. He was muttering under his breath.

Cutler: I don't believe that Mini liked that pirate Jack. What special thing is in him which is likable? And what did she told, "Oh he is my hero, He is soooo handsome!!! Handsome My foot!"

Mini's continuous praising of Captain Jack Sparrow was felt like a poison to his ears. Suddenly,

"HEYO CAPTAIN JACK..."

Cutler smack his hand on his forehead and whinnied, "Not again!"

Mini: "Heyo Captain Jack

Bring me back to the raid road track"

It's none other then Mini who is singing this song, wearing cloth's like Jack. Cutler looked at him tired expression. Mini ran to him and flashed her 32 pair snow white toothy smile. Cutler rolled his eyes. Mini pull a gun from cutler's Pocket.

Mini: "Gimme a gun in my hand

I'm gonna be a shooter man"

Cutler: No...Mini give it to me.

He snatch his gun and said, "Mini what in the word are you wearing?"

Mini: (Mimicking Jack) Hey ya, I'm Captain Jack Sparrow. The Pirate lord. (her own voice) Oh his eyes are so intoxicating, I feel like a drunk.

She acted like a drunk and lean to Cutler. Cutler hold her and make her straight.

Cutler: Mini, from the last night you are praising Jack. You wasted the whole day and night by only talking about him.

Mini: You don't know how awesome he is!

Cutler made a face. Mini looked at him in her corner of her eyes. A mischievous smirk came to her lip.

Jack was roaming ship to ship at port royal. Finally he found the ship where he met with Mini. It didn't take long to find his Compass.

Jack: Oh my dear compass I won't let you go now.

A police: Hey you!! Who is there?

Jack: Ahhh!!!

He screams and ran from there. After a great hustle bustle the officer's caught him. They bring him to Cutler's office. They knocked,

Cutler: Come in. They entered with Jack . He was shocked first to saw Jack standing arrested, with a smile on his face.

Jack: Hey, Mate. Missed me?

His shock state vanished by looking at Jack's face. He closed his eyes to control his anger.

Cutler: I'm not your mate.

Jack shrugged. He look at Mini.

Jack: Oh beauty at port royal! Cutler open his eyes and looked at Jack. He followed his gaze and his anger increased by watching Mini standing in mesmerize.

Mini: Hello Captain Sparrow!! I don't believe this you are here!! oh It's the most beautiful dream I have.

Cutler pulled her braid.

Mini: Ouch!! Cutler!! (Annoyed)

Cutler: Welcome back to reality Dr. Mini. (sarcastic)

Mini: By the way why are you chained?

Cutler: He is a criminal. so, it's obvious to chain him like this.

Mini: Oh poor you.

Jack: If I get to see a beautiful girl like you, then it is ok to bound to be a prisoner for the rest of your life.

Mini: Oh you flatterer! (Mini smiling and watching Cutler who was boiling in anger)Cutler: MERCER! TAKE HIM AWAY!

Mercer take Jack away.

Mini: Bye Jack! (sad)

Cutler turned to Mini. He crossed his hand and looking Mini with a frown.

Mini: What?

Cutler: What was that?

Mini: What? oh that...You won't understand that. Isn't he handsome?

Cutler: Did Jack has peacock feathers? What is in him that you like so much ?

Mini: He is stunning. He is my hero!!

Mini leave the place while singing the song again.

Cutler said in frustration, Why is that pirate her hero? Why isn't me?

Groves called him, "Lord Becket"

Cutler: yes.

Groves: Dr. Sen said to give you this ice bags. She said your blood Pressure will increase.

Cutler: Just leave!

A dark place, some people are dancing and jumping. cause once again the door of the cursed cave got open. They are not like humans. They are flowing on air. They are the residence of devil's triangle.

Cutler was at his office. He was seating on his desk. His pens are moving on a paper. Suddenly a thunder storm could heard. He came to the window of his office. He could see the cloudy sky.

Cutler: Oh the weather of Caribbean is unpredictable now a days. Soon the raindrops are began to fall. He was about to move from window to his desk but something caught his attention. A slight smile came to his lips.

Mini was standing in rain spearing her 2 arms with closed eyes. The Raindrops are touching her face softly. She twirl around. Everyone staring her in awe. Other peoples are running to save from rain. But Mini was dancing like a carefree peacock. Children's are also join with her. Cutler was watching her in admired eyes from his office window. He was lost in her. A little boy who was once waved Cutler at hospital balcony, he was also there. He hold Mini's hand and Dancing with her. He make her twirl. Mini noticed Cutler's presence. She waved him. Cutler also smiled and wave her back. The peoples smiled looking at them passing by. Their innocence make them smile. Cutler stared her carefree face. His anger and stress are vanished by looking at her innocent face. He don't want to interrupt her enjoyment but he has to bring her here because he saw some peoples whispering about her and gazing lustfully . He wear his raincoat and come outside.

Cutler: Mini...Mini...stop.

Mini: Hey Cutler...look how much fun we're having. come join me.

Cutler: Mini...it's not good to drenched in rain such a long hour. let's go inside.

He said while covering her with another raincoat. He gave a death glare to the people. They got scared and leave the place.

Mini: Cutler plz. just one more minutes.

Cutler: Not even a moment. Come. enough of enjoying.

Mini: Cutler please....Cutler.

Cutler's office, Cutler entered while pulling Mini's hand lightly and Mini was following him with a pout.

Cutler: Mini, When will you listen to me? Now sit here quietly.

Mini sat there with pouted lip. Cutler called one of his butler to bring a towel. He handed over him and leave the place. Cutler approached Mini and started to dry her hair with the towel. He realized that Mini isn't answering anything. He called his name. She didn't respond him. She stand and moved from there. Cutler was confuse. He was calling her name but she was not saying anything. She was moving here and there to avoid Cutler. And Cutler is also roaming behind her to talk to her. But he got tired, so he stop suddenly and hold Mini to stop her roaming.

Cutler: Mini, stop.

But Mini being Mini. She look at him and blow her mouth like a balloon.

Cutler: Mini...You have to lis... waite what is this? (noticing her face) Why are you making this weird face? (raising his brows)

Mini: I am angry and I don't wanna talk to you. Hummppphh (again made that face and sat on a chair)

Cutler smiled on her childish behavior. He called her softly.

Cutler: Mini..

Cutler sat beside Mini. Mini crossed her arms and moved her face in other direction.

Cutler: Mini look at me.

Cutler said in a sweet voice.

Mini: Unnnhuhh...(moved her face in negative).

Cutler: Please...

Mini glared at Cutler. Cutler taken aback because of her sudden turn. Mini again look at opposite side. Cutler was too helpless. After all Mini is angry with him. He was always least bother about another's feeling. But Mini's Childish anger is now matter for him most. He came and sit Infront of Mini on his knees and hold her hand.

Cutler: Mini please don't get angry.

Mini: Why should I not get angry? You ruined all the fun.

Cutler: Mini, It was necessary.

Mini: I can understand that there must be a reason of your anger. But you can tell me nicely.

Cutler realized that he behaved rude to her.

She again make ballooned face. Cutler hold her hand and said, "I know Mini. I behave rudely to you. Actually I was disturbed. I'm sorry. I promise I'll never repeat this again. Please forgive me."

Mini looked at her but again she looked other side with balloon face. Cutler think something and smirked. He poked her cheeks and burst the balloon. Mini shocked.

Cutler: Balloon is busted Mini.

Mini make a pout. Cutler was smiling. After sometime Mini started laughing unable to hold her anger anymore.

Mini: By the way where is Jack. I told him I'll meet with him.

Cutler's smile vanished and he said, Why you want to meet with Jack? I mean he is an illiterate. You are doctor. You both won't tune nice.

Mini: He is so intelligent and his sense of humor is good. He can cope up with youngsters.

Cutler: That's fine but....wait a minute...What do you mean by that? I'm also young and I can also cope up with youngsters.

Cutler is about to say more but Mini starts giggling and said, You and young?

Cutler raised his eyebrow and about to say something but Mini interrupt, "Hawww!!! Cutler!! You have whiteness on your hair. You are getting old."

Cutler: What??? (Run to the mirror) Where it is? Wait...(realizing something) I'm wearing the wig and ...Mini!!!

He turned but at the spin of time Mini ran from there while laughing. He again look at the mirror and stare himself. Percival entered.

Percival: Milord.

Cutler: Percival, Am I look too old?

Percival confusingly look at him for these sudden question.

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sykhan048 · 2 years ago

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You entangle me, these black eyes, with your black magic. I am all yours, embrace me, Oh, I am yours. Let us both burn slowly.. Come, let's both meet in such a way, That our feet don't touch the earth.

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sykhan048 · 2 years ago

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Your Beloved...(Chapter 29)

Captain Jack Sparrow was perplex look at Mini. Mini look at him and screamed, " AAAA!!! Captain Jack Sparrow!!!"

"AAAAAA!!!!" Jack sparrow also screamed. Mini ran to him. Jack steps backward.

Mini: Captain Jack Sparrow! What a plesent surprise! OH God!!! Jack, I wanted to meet with you and here you are. Infront of me!! I don't believe this. Can I pinch you? Jack: What? Mini didn't wait and pinched him. Jack: Aghh!! Mini: Oh your in real!! AAA!!

Jack: Who are you? (Rubbing the pinched area)

Mini: Oh, I'm sorry. I'm Mini. I mean Dr, Soudamini Sen.

Jack: Doc? Never seen before. But why are ya here? Did ya firnd any paitient?

Mini: Oh no. Just watching the beauty of the sea. What about you?

Jack: oh...yeh... Actually I need a ship. To go for trade. (With an attitude)

Mini: yeh, I know police are searching for you. Don't worry I'll help you to escape.

Jack wide his eyes for a while then he change his expression to his usual one.

Suddenly he saw some police and he moved the ship in other direction. There was many hustle bustle. Mini was enjoying the ship ride.

Mini: Wow it's awesome! You are too good!

Jack: This ship is good. Is it yours?

Mini: No. It's Cutler's.

Jack: WHATT!!!! Cutler Becket?

Mini: Yes. He give me permission. (Mini said casually)

At Port Royal,

Cutler was walking in anger.

Cutler: I told her...I told her not to come Infront of his majesty. But Mini being Mini...Now where had she disappeared nobody knows. What is she upto...who knows? Brainless kid.

At the ship,

Jack: But why did he gave ya this ship?

Mini: Oh, I'm his best friend. He always listen to me.

Jack: Really? Lord Becket make friends? What negotiation he did with you?

Mini: Nahhh!! Nothing negotiating.

Jack: (taking his bottle of Rum) once we had a friendship.

Mini looked at him.

Jack: We first met at Calabar. I was working for EITC. He was really hard working and ambitious person. He is capable to run a company. I don't know how rich and sophisticate people behave, how they dress, how they talk, how they walk. He was the first person who taught me table manners. Now it helps me to fool those policemen. At this matter, I'm gratefull to him.

Mini: Seems like you both had a good relation.

Jack: He was the first one who made me Captain. But I didn't know it was his trap to fulfil his own ambition.

Mini was about to ask something, suddenly "OH NO!!!"

Jack moved the ship suddenly, Mini stumble for the sudden move. She looked behind and find the police officers behind them. Jack keep moving the ship and making the police men confuse and after sometime, they both get far enough from their sight.

Mini said in excitement, "WOW JACK!! THAT WAS SUPERB!!

Jack laugh.

Mini saw the P mark on his hand.

Mini: Jack, You are not suppose to be a pirate. Then why did you choose this path.

Jack paused for a while and said,

Jack: Because Your best friend didn't leave any other option for me.

Mini: (sigh) I can understand.

Jack: (looking at the sea) I'd heard the screams of those cargo, I myself felt the same pain. How can I let them suffer.

Mini: You did right to release them. (patting his shoulder) Good job Jack.

Jack smiled to her. Jack said while sipping his rum, " He didn't listen to me once"

After freeing the cargo, Jack arrested and brought Infront of Cutler. Cutler was boiling in anger. He came to Jack and asked in his cold voice, "Did you freed them?"

Jack looking to Cutler's face and answered , Yes I did. Cutler looked away and press his finger's on his forehead in frustration. Jack continues.

Jack: Sir, The cargos are not suppose to slavery. It's the most flirtiest things ever.

Cutler's blood is boiling. "I DON'T CARE!" He almost shout, which always be in clam voice.

Everyone shivered there place by hearing the roaring voice for the first time. He rush to Jack and hold his collar, "Why did you do that?"

Jack: Sir, I can explain this to ya.

Pnewallow: Mr. Becket. I helped you when your own father abended you. I saved you from those pirate. This is how you repay this? This put the black mark on your career, I myself will make sure that you won't get any promotion.

Saying this Penewallow leave this place in anger.

Jack: Sir, Just listen to me once. I had a valid reason.

Cutler pushed Jack. He closed his eyes and inhale deeply.

Jack: Sir, He is using you for take and grant. He in using your source and power for his own greed. We are suppose to do trade not in slavery business.

Cutler: SHUT UP! JUST SHUP UP! YOU RUINED EVERYTHING. YOU RUINED MY CAREER, YOU RUENED THE ONLY CHANCE TO PROVE MY... PROVE MY WORTH TO JONTHON BECKET!"

Jack: You also betrayed me Cutler Becket. You said that ship was your personal ship but you hide the secret room for cargo. You are also a traitor.

Cutler: I didn't do anything wrong.

Jack: Just Listen to yourself Sir! You impure the ship by doing the filthiest business ever. They are humans for god sake! Cutler looked at the Ship. It was old ship, but it has very beautiful potentials. He stare the ship for a while and said , "you love the ship, right Jack? You destroyed my dream. I'll snatch your position, your title...your ship. I'll make your life a hell." Cutler said this as if he is lost. As if he is not in sense.

Cutler: Burn the "wicked winch".

As soon as the the order came from his roaring voice, Everyone rushed to fulfil the order. Jack saw this. He got scared. He got restless.

Jack: Sir, Don't be mad. Just listen to me once. You are doing wrong.

Jack was continuously pleading. Cutler's face has blank expression. He is not hearing any word of Jack. Seems like he is lost somewhere. His eyes are feliing with aggression. Jack saw his beloved ship is burning Infront of his eyes. He felt someone uprooted his heart from his body.

Jack shout in pain and said to Cutler, "You bloody baster! Whatever the pirate did with you was absolutely correct. Your dad did absolutely right to not saveing you."

Jack said without knowing the deept meaning of those word, But now Cutler completely lost his control.

Cutler: SHUT UP....JUST SHUT UP....!!

Cutler rush to the fireplace and take something from them. He is holding a burning alphabet. It's like P . He approaching to Jack. He was looking like a maniac. Jack's flesh is burning and making mark of P. He was screaming in pain. Cutler pressed this more to Jack's skin. After sometime he pull the P away from Jack.

Cutler: DID YOU FEELING THE PAIN? I ALSO FELT WHEN YOU....(pause for littler longer. seems Jack dug the old scar of his past) He manage himself and drag Jack to the dock. He point his finger and said, "LOOK THERE YOUR SHIP IS BURNING..."

"NO!!" Jack shout. He pushed Cutler and jumped on the water. Everyone is searching for Jack. Cutler shout, "Arrest the filthy pirate." That was the last word Jack could heard from him. He looked at him. He could see a madness in his eyes. He was tembling in anger. Jack still remember that aggression in his eyes before drowning under water.

Fb ends.

Jack: I have to go, Doc.

He was about to go. But Mini called him. Jack turned.

Mini: Last question, Do you still hate him?

Jack halt for some time and said, I hated and will always hate his decisions from that day till now.

Jack jumped from the ship and go away. Mini stare to his going figure.

Mini: Cutler did this all wrong did without realizing. I'll make him understand.

Cutler is looking tensed for Mini. He was walking restless in his bed chamber. Suddenly he heard a knock. Cutler thought it is Mini. He open the door but shocked to see the person.

The King approached to Cutler and said in stern voice, "Where is that girl?"

"Who?" Cutler casually asked.

At that moment Mini rise from behind of his majesty, putting her index finger on her lip indicating Cutler to keep quit. Cutler saw that in wide eyes.and grasped slowly.

King: You better know Lord Becket. That pirate girl.

Cutler: I.... don't know.

King: Really?

The king said while coming inside make cutler move backward, I saw her at this ship in pirate cloths.

Mini was also came with his majesty by following him.

King: I can sense her...

He turn around. Mini, in the snap of time moved from his behind and go to Cutler. He was searching here and there. Mini huged Cutler. Cutler separate himself.

Cutler: (whisper) Where had you been?

Mini was about to answer then Cutler watch his majesty turning. He lift Mini by her waist and placed her on his bed in order to hide her.

King: I found the news that she is in port royal. I want you to catch her as fast as you can. I want to see her in my prison.

He said while going to the door.

Cutler: Sure Your Majesty. Good bye... have a safe journey.

Cutler closed the door and finally become relax.

Mini: shoo!! That was closed!!

Mini said while muching an apple. Cutler moved to his bed. He give a small smack on Mini's head and said, "Where had you been all day? Do you know how much tensed I was? And why are you wearing this cloths? who gave you these?"

Mini rubbing her head, "Ouch! Relax Cutler. I was with Captain Sparrow."

Cutler: Sparrow!! Jack Sparrow??? you were with that Pirate Jack Sparrow all time??

Mini: Aghh!! stop screaming. You are going to make me deaf.

Cutler: Whatever, You were with Jack. The most wanted pirate. That means he is still in port royal. I have to catch!

Mini: whoa... whoa...whoa...Wait. (holding his hand) Where are you going?

Cutler: I'm going to arrest him. Now let me go.

He free his hand from Mini's grip and rush to catch Jack.

Mini: Come on Cutler. He is really sweet. I liked him a lot.

Cutler halt for a sec.

Cutler: You like her?

Mini said this casually but when she saw cutler she can sense a pinch of jealousy in him. Mini thought to do some mischiefs.

Mini: Yes. He is my hero.

Jack: HERO!! In which angle he looks like a hero?

Mini: Just look him with my eyes. oh what a conversation it was!

Cutler: Conversation! What did he said to you??

He said while raising his one brow.

"ISSHH!!" Mini ran from there while acting like she is blushing. Cutler was totally perplex. After some time he came to his sense and ran behind Mini while, "Mini, What did he said to you? Mini please tell me...MINI!! wait!!"

They both are running at the Endeavor ship. Here a mysterious person was glaring them.

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sykhan048 · 2 years ago

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Your beloved...(Chrisms special OS)

It is chrisms. The whole port Royal is celebrating. Everyone is spending there times with family. Kids are making long gift list for Santa. Some people decorating there house. Becket Mansion is also decorated in lavish way. The big chrisms tree is shining with the decorations. Everyone is excited with chrisms. But Cutler is far away from all of this. He is as usual lost in maps and documents at his study. Suddenly someone busted in his study door and enter his study by making jingling sound of her anklets.

Mini: Cutler I need a ... What the what?

Cutler: What happen?

Cutler lift his eyes from his document and asked casually by looking at her, as if he knew she is coming to his study. If any other person came to his study without knock, he might kill him. But for Mini, He never mind if she come without knock. It seems it is only her right on Cutler's study, his library, his documents and so on she has rights on him.

Mini: You are working? on Chrisms. Like seriously?

Cutler: Mini, I'm not a kid who will jump all day at chrisms.

Mini: But you can take a day off and enjoy this auspicious day. You can take rest, Visiting the church, roaming at port royal...

Cutler: Mini...Mini, you were asking something. Do you need something?

Mini: oh yes.

Cutler stop her because he knew she is a nonstop chatterbox. If he won't stop her, he might became 90 years old by only sitting here and listening to her. He wonder if anything happen like that, Mini may also became old. Will she still have same stamina to give headache by her talks? The answer is "Yes, Cutler Becket. It is possible to her. Because she is Mini The Brainless kid."

Mini finally able to remember why she came here? She noticed that Cutler is staring at her but he is not looking at her. seems like he is lost is his thought. Mini waved her hand and said, Hey Cutler...Are you listening?

Cutler came out from his world of thought. "Stop over thinking Cutler!" He scold him in his mind.

Cutler: Yes, Mini I'm listening.

Mini: Ok. So, I am doing some decoration and I need your help to do this.

Cutler: I'm Lord Cutler Becket. The Chairman of EITC. Why should I do this decoration? I've many people who got a huge salary from me for doing this stuff. So, Nether me and nether you have to do this. Order Percival to do these.

Mini: Lord Becket, First of all, Percival is in kitchen right now, preparing the special dishes. And 2nd but the most important thing is I love Chrisms and I love to do all work by myself. Now If you help me and work at your own house, the king wont snatch you tittle of lord and make you a butler or cook.

Cutler: Ok your highness, I'll do it.

Mini : (smirk) Good boy.

They both are helping each other. Cutler is also enjoying this decoration stuff and he is wondering, How many shades can be in one color. Really, Girls are very choosy. Will Mini choose him and hold his hand?

Mini: Cutler, What are you thinking again? We have to finish. Let's do it fast.

"Oh not again Cutler. Control on your over thinking." He said to himself.

Mini: What are you thinking btw?

Cutler: Nothing just looking at your face. Believe me it's looking like very very cute monkey.

Mini: What??? Cutler I won't spare you.

She ran behind him and Cutler also smirked at her and ran from there. But suddenly he bumped with Jack. He is arrested by Royal navy. Before he could notice him, Mini came there running.

Mini: Cutler! how dare you call me monkey?

She hitting on his chest with her small hand. But it is not even hurting him but giving some tickling. He was Chuckled. Cutler hold her both wrist to stop her and instantly turn around make her back hit his chest. He lift her from behind by waist and start swinging her up in the air, His grip tightened around her waist and she was caging in his arms. Everyone was watching them. Mini was laughing. They are least bother around the peoples. They could do it few more time but Jack's scream interrupt them. "YOUT BOTH ARE UNDERNETH THE MISTLETOE!!"

Mini and Cutler both look at him. Cutler drop Mini from his hand because of sudden shock and nervousness.

Mini: Agh!! Cutler!

Cutler notice that he drop her. So he again help her to stand. They looked above them and they can see that they are standing underneath the mistletoe. So, as per ritual of chrisms, if any couple stand underneath the mistletoe they have to kiss. They both stunned to realize this. The residence are waiting for their kiss. Suddenly Jack shouted became impatient , "Just kiss".

Mini and Cutler both: What?? NO WAY!

Jack: Oh come on! Just kiss.

Cutler: I think this is not necessary.

Jack: oh, come on this is a ritual.

Cutler: I don't believe in rituals.

Jack: It'll cause bad luck If any couple didn't kiss under the mistletoe.

Cutler and Mini together: NONSENSE!

Everyone is insisting them. Mini was blushing and Cutler is nervous. Everyone give up by sense that Lord Becket won't kiss Doctor. They don't ever dare to talk to him. He only convenes by Mini but she is standing silent here. But Jack being Jack. He ran to Cutler with his chains. He almost lean to Cutler and act like Mini.

Jack: Pleeeeeseeeee Cutler.......pleeeease.....(puppy eyes)

Cutler scared by his sudden gesture. Jack is looking horrible while acting like Mini. Cutler grasped and put hand on his chest. Jack continues while putting extra honey in his voice which was hilarious.

Jack: My sweeeeettttt Cutler. Please listen to me. My cutey cutey......sweeeeettttttt Cutler....Pleaseeeee kiss Mini.

Cutler handle himself now. Mini was laughing like a hell.

Cutler: Shut up Jack. and wait why are you calling her Mini? Only I can call her Mini.

Cutler said while being possessive. Mini was enjoying this.

Jack: Ok I won't but kiss her.

Cutler: Jack....

Jack: I'll give you my compass.

Regetti: Looks like Lord don't wana kiss doc cap'n. ya should kiss her.

Mini: Wow great idea!

Cutler: NO!!

He shout really loudly that every one scared.

Cutler: It...it's just not...I mean. Mini is not comfortable. We shouldn't want to force her.

Mini approached to Cutler. She put her hand on his shoulder. He turned and find her.

Cutler: Mini...I'm sorry from them. If you are not comf...

Mini: Shhh...

Mini put her finger on Cutler's lip. He was shocked but he couldn't say anything. Mini approached to him more. She put both her hand on his Cheek. She moved her face to his.

Cutler: (Manage to speak) You don't need to do....

Mini: (whisper) We have to kiss Cutler.

She touch Cutler's cheeks and moving slowly to him. Cutler leaned to her touched. He want to protest but looking to her eyes he lost and couldn't able to say anything. Mini is moving to him slowly. Cutler's heart is beating faster, he can smell her lavender perfume. Everyone is looking to them. When Mini's face is an inch far then him. Cutler is losing his sense, He closed his eyes, His lips parted and they are trembling. He give up and surrender himself to Mini. Everyone is grasp slowly as Mini about to kiss Cutler's lip. She moved to his lip and......She kissed him. A sweet kiss on his nose. Yes, Mini changed her direction from Cutler's lip to his nose. Cutler open his eyes when he realize what happen. Everyone shocked and sound like a disappointment.

Jack: What was that? ya suppose to kiss Lord Becket's lip.

Mini: You said to kiss him. You didn't mention the place. I fulfil the condition. And now you have to fulfil yours.

Ok! Fine.

He is about to give his compass. But he throw in in water and everyone startled sudden act. At the meantime he also jump in water and once again Jack escaped from them. Everyone was busy to searching for Jack and Mini walk from there slowly but again collide with Cutler.

Cutler: It was your plan.

Mini: you know me so well Cutler.

Cutler said while annoyed, "You are impossible Mini"

Mini: Ishhh!!! (signature blush of Mini)

Cutler: That's not a complement.

Mini whisper at his ear, "I want to claim your lip with love not for a bet or any ritual game. "Cutler looked at Mini. Mini wink at him. Cutler stare her with wide eyes. Mini just laugh and ran from there. Cutler was still in shock. A slight smile came to his lips. Cutler mutter, "Christmas rituals are not that bad."

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sykhan048 · 2 years ago

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Cutler be like:

Dressing for me, Came to the window, Oh my lady. By Masking false anger on the lips, With the Eyes full of love.

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Your Beloved...(Chapter 28)

Mini was hiding behind the curtain at the room. His majesty and Cutler enter the room. They take their respective seats. But King can't take his seat for his over weight. Everyone is helping him. Mini laugh by looking their struggles. Everyone stopped their works by hearing the giggle and look each other. King glared at his butler. He got scare. He bring the special chair for His majesty and finally he take his seat. He starts conversation with Cutler.

King: So, Lord Becket. How is your health?

Cutler: Absolutely fine your majesty.

King: No, You are looking very thin. You have to eat properly. Saying this the king grabbed a large plate.

Mini: He always eat properly. Not like you "baby Elephant". OMG...

Mini grasped as she saw his majesty is eating her favorite chocolate muffins.

Mini: My Muffins...

Mini took a pebble and threw it to the king. The pebble hit his back. Cutler was talking with him about the current updates of company. He looked behind but Mini hide again.

Cutler: Is everything ok your majesty?

King: Oh I just feel something hit my back.

Cutler: Your back? ok I'll check.

Cutler about to go but the king stop him. He is getting late so, He want to finish the meeting as fast as possible. They starts again. King is really impress with Cutler.

King: lord becket I understand your point. The crown is always with your decisions for the company. Cutler thanked him. His majesty is continuously eating . Again Mini hit him with pebbles and he looked his back. This time he was scared.

King: Lord becket, I think you should do some holly ritual.

Cutler: I beg your pardon You majesty?

King: The sea has many watery grave of millions of Captains and crews. There soul need to rest and piece. There is something at your ship, lord becket. I can feel it.

Cutler is clueless about his majesty's fear and he is confused to look at his scary face. Here Mini is struggling to suppress her laughter.

Percival arrived and whispered to Cutler.

Percival: Milord, There is something you need to know.

Cutler: Later Percival. Pass the sugar pot and kettle.

Percival has no other option so he passed the trey which was required for tea.

Cutler moved the kettle to pour some tea but instead of tea it poured frog eggs. King scared more. Cutler shocked and open the kettle and a frog came out from it. He glare at Percival. Poor Percival couldn't understand what to do. He give the cup to Percival and order him to bring wine. Cutler is trying to comfort him. Suddenly his majesty jerked his leg as he felt shocking sensation. He swore loudly.

Cutler: Your majesty are you ok?

King: Lord becket. I felt some strange and scary sensation in my feet. There is something evil at your ship.

King looks scary. Cutler is total confused what make him scared.

Yes again Mini. She put her special pen on his majesty's shoe which give him electric shock.

Mini: Not so fast your majesty. I'll stop your over eating habit and force you to do physical exercise. She smiled evilly.

Percival came again with the beverage. He make a drink whispered Cutler's ear while giving him the glass.

Percival: Dr. Sen is missing.

Cutler: What! Percival I told you to...

Cutler stopped his sentence as his gaze fall to the ground. He saw, Mini is crawling to the carpet and came behind his majesty. She tapped his shoulder. He turned his head and Mini take a piece of muffin from his plate. Cutler and Percival both holding their breath. Percival approached with the wine to distract his majesty.

Percival: You majesty please have this. I made specially for you.

He take that. Cutler gesture Mini to go inside. Mini rolled her eyes and enjoying her muffin. Cutler gestured her again but Mini royally ignored.

King: Lord Becket!

"Yes Your Majesty" Cutler Responded instantly. Mini hide again.

King: Did you see The sea witch? I'd hear many story about her.

Mini utter without sound "He is calling me witch". Cutler glared her. Then he gesture her "please. Take anything that you want but please leave." Then Mini nod and go inside. Cutler take a breaths of relief. But Mini is not going to leave him easily. She threw a paper ball to his majesty before leaving the place. His majesty pick that one and read aloud, "My dear baby Elephant, Your weight won't reduce if you don't change your eating habit and don't exercise. otherwise one day you will bust. BOOMM!!!"

King: That girl is here!! look what she sent. I want her ri...

He stop at middle cause his majesty watched her threw the mirror. He screamed, "This girl!!!!". He run to catch her but he can't because he ran towards the mirror and it hit his forehead. He turned and found no one. Mini already ran from there, no one saw her except Cutler.

King: Lord Becket, That girl.

"Which girl your majesty?" Cutler nervously asked.

King: The pirate girl.

Cutler: There is no girl here your majesty. Right Percival?

Percival nods.

Cutler: Your majesty I am afraid you are drunk. I think you should go and take some rest.

King: No I saw...yes, maybe, you are right lord becket.

Cutler about to breath in relief but he saw that Mini take his another ship and sailing it. She was waiving to cutler. Cutler couldn't say anything but mutter under his breath, "Mini." He again wide his eyes when he saw Mini was doing something with his cannons. His majesty's babbling isn't bothering to him. He was moving his index finger and uttering like, "no..Mini...No." But Mini didn't notice. As a result BOOMMM!!!

King: AAAA!!! MOMMMYYY!!!

Mini accidently fire the cannon ball. Everyone scared.

Mini: OOPPSS!!! SORRY GUYS!!

She moved the ship from there as fast as she can. Everyone get busy after his majesty as he was hell scared and babbling,

King: Oh...save me god...I'll eat less. I'll do exercise, I'll do my work by myself. please save me.

Cutler was rubbing his forehead in frustration.

Port Royal,

Jack is moving here and there. He finally got his compass. Now he is heading for Tortuga. He is searching for a ship. Here he found Mini's ship. He was about to aboard but suddenly

"HEY! DO'T YOU DARE TO STEL THIS SHIP!"

A loud girly voice stop him. He turned and found a girl was standing on the deck putting her both fist on her waist and staring him with arch brows.

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