[Training] twice, just to be sure

full speed ahead 'til I'm dead in the fast lane

Rolling one's eyes during sex tends to be quite a turn off for most people, and luckily Jack's mouth is pressed to Flora's neck, so his frustration is out of her sight - probably. But gods if this isn't going to go down in his memory as one of the hardest earned orgasms in his life (no pun intended this time), and as she mimes getting herself off (who the fuck would even), he fumbles to swat her hand out of the way.

"Let me," he rumbles, leaving a mark against her throat even as his fingers seek out her clit, rolling against it in a slow dance that comes completely at odds with the rhythm they've set. One that will rapidly start to unravel, if Flora is finally able to give in to herself.