JACK
see me falling
yeah, down and lonely
yeah, down and lonely
"They'll believe it," Jack purrs, his devilish smile hidden by the way his lips press to the soft skin against her inner thigh. It isn't as though most of Torchline doesn't know he's a phenomenal fuck - ask at any of the brothels, anyway. "Not that I wasn't plannin' to." Fuck her, he means, the captain smoothly unhooking her leg from his shoulder so he might rise to his feet, already unbuttoning pants that feel about three sizes too small.
Around them her thoughts spark and pop like multicoloured bubbles in champagne, and while Jack doesn't add anything further to the room, Flora can feel free to conjure up whatever furniture (or bonfires or sand) she likes as he unbuttons his shirt and shrugs out of it. Drawing her back into a hungry kiss as he reaches back to unclasp her bra, he lets her taste herself on his lips, all the while guiding her hips forward and against his own so she might feel for herself the sort of reaction she's provoked in him.
Around them her thoughts spark and pop like multicoloured bubbles in champagne, and while Jack doesn't add anything further to the room, Flora can feel free to conjure up whatever furniture (or bonfires or sand) she likes as he unbuttons his shirt and shrugs out of it. Drawing her back into a hungry kiss as he reaches back to unclasp her bra, he lets her taste herself on his lips, all the while guiding her hips forward and against his own so she might feel for herself the sort of reaction she's provoked in him.
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
- Click for The Ark!
