i want to taste you again
Unable to help himself given the connecting dots in Flora's mind, Jack shrugs his shoulders. "In my dreams, maybe," he drawls - though that doesn't mean it isn't Safrin visiting him in his subconscious, and he's absolutely wise enough know to know that it's more likely than not. "An' trust me, it won't matter if you choose not to mention it. Safrin can peep inside your head easy as breathin'."
Anyway, immaculate tits aside, there's more to the Ark than her figurehead, and Jack leads them back down off the quarterdeck. "So I assume you'll be duckin' and coverin' in that safe haven, when the shit hits the fan?" Jack glances over his shoulder at her as he heads down the steps to the main deck. Since they're talking war and all.
Anyway, immaculate tits aside, there's more to the Ark than her figurehead, and Jack leads them back down off the quarterdeck. "So I assume you'll be duckin' and coverin' in that safe haven, when the shit hits the fan?" Jack glances over his shoulder at her as he heads down the steps to the main deck. Since they're talking war and all.
like a secret or a sin
JACK
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
