we show off our different scarlet letters
"I didn't want to point it out, but I can live with a scar on my thigh. Could you live with a cut throat?" They were bold words for someone who would consider an ugly scar the equivalent of a mortal injury (#howl), but never mind. "If only." Flora agrees, raising an eyebrow and watching Jack's fingers splay and contract, imagining all the other things he might do with them instead.
"On that note.." Kneeling down to be eye level with Jack, Flora smiles sweetly and almost shyly as she bites the inside corner of her lip and her aqua eyes flash somewhere behind the captain. "There is one more feather yet to be recalled. " She whispers, reaching forward and meaning to lay her palm flat against Jack's chest suggesting that if the feather was anywhere behind him, it would impale him on the way back to her hand.
"But this was your idea after all. Is it everything you expected it to be?" Gods, please say yes, please say yes.
"On that note.." Kneeling down to be eye level with Jack, Flora smiles sweetly and almost shyly as she bites the inside corner of her lip and her aqua eyes flash somewhere behind the captain. "There is one more feather yet to be recalled. " She whispers, reaching forward and meaning to lay her palm flat against Jack's chest suggesting that if the feather was anywhere behind him, it would impale him on the way back to her hand.
"But this was your idea after all. Is it everything you expected it to be?" Gods, please say yes, please say yes.
