marked me like a bloodstain
Flora kisses him softly and slowly. They're the sort of kisses that don't herald wildfires or exploration. She kisses him the way she hadn't been able to with Asta, in that her mind isn't calculating how best to please him nor are the kisses something wholly new to her. Similarly, she kisses him in a way she hadn't yet managed with Koa, in that her tongue isn't writing promises her hands intend to keep and the press of her lips doesn't have her fingertips wanting to clutch him closer. Instead, she kisses him like she knows him, because for once, and gods now it's Flora's turn for a revelation, she does. Moreso than anyone else she's been with, anyway.
"Jack—" She whispers pleadingly against his mouth, sipping in the air as it leaves his lips. How he's meant to fulfill her request even Flora isn't really sure, but as his fingers find their way against her skin, the queen presses herself against him, sliding to partially blanket him with her body. The captain will feel the droplets of her tears against his cheeks just as surely as he'll be drenched by the downpour of her thoughts. Don't make me fall in love with you, Jack, Flora thinks as rays of golden light force their way through the stormclouds of her emotions, warming the rain and filing Flora's damp cheeks with a heated flush.
"Jack—" She whispers pleadingly against his mouth, sipping in the air as it leaves his lips. How he's meant to fulfill her request even Flora isn't really sure, but as his fingers find their way against her skin, the queen presses herself against him, sliding to partially blanket him with her body. The captain will feel the droplets of her tears against his cheeks just as surely as he'll be drenched by the downpour of her thoughts. Don't make me fall in love with you, Jack, Flora thinks as rays of golden light force their way through the stormclouds of her emotions, warming the rain and filing Flora's damp cheeks with a heated flush.
