JACK
see me falling
yeah, down and lonely
yeah, down and lonely
With her thoughts pulsing ruby around them (in time to the beating of her heart, if Flora has the capacity to notice or care), Jack drowns himself in her pleasure, and as he feels her lean against the conjured lounge, she'll feel his catlike smile against her.
Alas, he's in no position to speak - not words she'll appreciate, though the hot flick of his tongue might be writing any number of things against her clit. He does, however, let the hand not greedily cupping her ass skate up the length of her body, curling around her lower back to tilt her more insistently against his waiting mouth.
Around them the world still screams at full volume - it's more concentration than even Jack is capable of to pull those mental shutters down at this point - but its a distant, riotous thing to the palette of garnet and gold set to burst between them.
Alas, he's in no position to speak - not words she'll appreciate, though the hot flick of his tongue might be writing any number of things against her clit. He does, however, let the hand not greedily cupping her ass skate up the length of her body, curling around her lower back to tilt her more insistently against his waiting mouth.
Around them the world still screams at full volume - it's more concentration than even Jack is capable of to pull those mental shutters down at this point - but its a distant, riotous thing to the palette of garnet and gold set to burst between them.
are the angels on their way?
i’m in the dirt
i’m in the dirt
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
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