you look like my next mistake
Whatever the motivation for it was, there was something so fucking hot about a man who could put a woman's pleasure above his own. Never mind that that wasn't actually what Jack was doing.
Not minding the lack of surroundings—it was one thing to conjure them to feign putting on a show, but it was another entirely to try and trick a man who could see inside her mind that an audience of her own making did little for her—Flora did coax down a chandelier above them. As Jack removed her bra, the Doubletake's winter sun skin was bathed in prismatic light rays from above that seemed to want to hug her curves rather than disappear into the darkness of the captain's mind.
Curling her arms around his neck as her lips met his, Flora's kiss turns crooked and shallow as she feels the insistent hardness of his cock pressed against her. Letting one of her arms drop from around his shoulders, the Doubletake reaches out to encircle his erection between her fingers. "Is this where I learn that the infamous captain Jack likes to make love instead of fuck?" She whispers playfully, the colours of her thoughts taking on a mischievous shade of violet. "Or that he likes to just be pet and cuddled?"Aemond
Not minding the lack of surroundings—it was one thing to conjure them to feign putting on a show, but it was another entirely to try and trick a man who could see inside her mind that an audience of her own making did little for her—Flora did coax down a chandelier above them. As Jack removed her bra, the Doubletake's winter sun skin was bathed in prismatic light rays from above that seemed to want to hug her curves rather than disappear into the darkness of the captain's mind.
Curling her arms around his neck as her lips met his, Flora's kiss turns crooked and shallow as she feels the insistent hardness of his cock pressed against her. Letting one of her arms drop from around his shoulders, the Doubletake reaches out to encircle his erection between her fingers. "Is this where I learn that the infamous captain Jack likes to make love instead of fuck?" She whispers playfully, the colours of her thoughts taking on a mischievous shade of violet. "Or that he likes to just be pet and cuddled?"
