JACK
Neither asking for nor expecting an apology, Flora's thoughts unfurl like fiery blooms in his mind; slow to kindle and at risk of roaring too high or blowing out entirely should someone handle them in the wrong way. His hands skate across her body, ruffling silk between his fingers and pressing against the soft curves of her hips as if to coax her closer, and as she parts from him to speak, Jack doesn't need a truth ring to believe her - the honesty is written out in her mind for him to examine at will.
His lips part to speak - perhaps the heartbreaking words she longs to avoid, or maybe something else entirely - but either way he's silenced by the press of her mouth against his own. He lets one of his hands find the hem of her robe, slipping beneath it to sample to soft skin beneath, and though instinctively he wants to roll, to reverse their positions and pin her beneath him, if she wants to have him for a little while, it seems only fair that Flora decides in what way before he can simply pluck it out of her head.
His lips part to speak - perhaps the heartbreaking words she longs to avoid, or maybe something else entirely - but either way he's silenced by the press of her mouth against his own. He lets one of his hands find the hem of her robe, slipping beneath it to sample to soft skin beneath, and though instinctively he wants to roll, to reverse their positions and pin her beneath him, if she wants to have him for a little while, it seems only fair that Flora decides in what way before he can simply pluck it out of her head.
romancing yourself is possible, narcissistic
and recommended
and recommended
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