marked me like a bloodstain
If Flora is at all concerned by the captain's expression of confusion, she gives no sign nor do her thoughts seek to clarify. She's too exhausted just now for there to be signal fires much less fireworks , and maybe that's for the best.
Pressing her head back against his shoulder, Flora's body arches against Jack's as if she might perfectly contour herself against him such that not even moonlight could come between them. Letting her leg stretch and then curl over one of his thighs, the queen shivers as his finger all but glides against her, sending sparks of electricity roaring up through her core. Heat begins to build in the pit of her stomach in earnest, streaking upwards before disappearing into the purple haze, leaving Flora flushed and tensing expectantly back against Jack.
Lifting one arm to comb her fingers through his hair, Flora desperately rolls her hips back against the captain as her thoughts take on a pleading edge, wanting to be held by him, to be filled by him, to be had by him, and somewhere very far away in the mists of her mind, to be loved by him, as well.
Pressing her head back against his shoulder, Flora's body arches against Jack's as if she might perfectly contour herself against him such that not even moonlight could come between them. Letting her leg stretch and then curl over one of his thighs, the queen shivers as his finger all but glides against her, sending sparks of electricity roaring up through her core. Heat begins to build in the pit of her stomach in earnest, streaking upwards before disappearing into the purple haze, leaving Flora flushed and tensing expectantly back against Jack.
Lifting one arm to comb her fingers through his hair, Flora desperately rolls her hips back against the captain as her thoughts take on a pleading edge, wanting to be held by him, to be filled by him, to be had by him, and somewhere very far away in the mists of her mind, to be loved by him, as well.
