JACK
The problem, if it can be called such a thing, is that naturally as Flora gets more distracted (and horny, and distracted, and horny), the same emotions flood Jack's magic and body, until it's no longer clear whether he's kissing her because she's asked him to, because he wants to, or because he wants more of what she's giving him. And even as she drops quips about Koa - even as the laughter in her eyes fades and her smile slips away - the good captain is still pressed against her as close as he can get.
"I considered it," he says of the himbo Dragoon, the lie smooth if not very obvious from the crooked smile on his face, "but I found better things to do." Like you, Flora.
Speaking of which, it's with a huff of breath that tries not to be a laugh (and fails) that Jack peers up at her. "That's right," he whispers. "In all the years I've been active in Torchline, you're the first." The first he's told willingly, when there was nothing to gain and arguably everything to lose. "Just you." Flora can either take that as a negative, or she can boast it as a point of pride. That's entirely up to her.
"I considered it," he says of the himbo Dragoon, the lie smooth if not very obvious from the crooked smile on his face, "but I found better things to do." Like you, Flora.
Speaking of which, it's with a huff of breath that tries not to be a laugh (and fails) that Jack peers up at her. "That's right," he whispers. "In all the years I've been active in Torchline, you're the first." The first he's told willingly, when there was nothing to gain and arguably everything to lose. "Just you." Flora can either take that as a negative, or she can boast it as a point of pride. That's entirely up to her.
you wanted perfect, you got your perfect
but now I'm too perfect for someone like you
but now I'm too perfect for someone like you
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- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
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