JACK
see me falling
yeah, down and lonely
yeah, down and lonely
Feeling a wolfish smile curl across his lips as Flora, after gods knew how many times they'd slept together, gets it, Jack's hands clasp and fit around her body as if made for it, fingers gliding between her thighs and against her clit and circling her throat with just enough pressure for a suggestion or a whisper of danger, nothing more. "Good girl," he rumbles against her ear, the thrust of his hips hard and fast in an effort to take the Doubletake in such a way that she feels desired to the point of recklessness.
"Some people down there are still thinkin' about you," he whispers darkly, and now it doesn't matter whether or not he's being literal, because the picture is painted all the same. "Touchin' themselves under the tables, wishin' they had you like this." Huffing out a laugh that's punctuated by a nip against the side of her neck. "But they can't," he mutters into her salt slick skin. "Because you're mine."
"Some people down there are still thinkin' about you," he whispers darkly, and now it doesn't matter whether or not he's being literal, because the picture is painted all the same. "Touchin' themselves under the tables, wishin' they had you like this." Huffing out a laugh that's punctuated by a nip against the side of her neck. "But they can't," he mutters into her salt slick skin. "Because you're mine."
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!
