marked me like a bloodstain
Watching the captain with hooded eyes as her skilled fingers coax pleasure from herself with an immediacy that even his clever mind couldn't match, Flora moans decadently in response to the march of his fingers down her chest, breasts, and finally between her thighs as if he meant to take over. He'd find her hand unwilling to move if he tried, though there were other ways he could help if he was so inclined.
"Mmmmmm—" Flora pants, having held her breath, releasing it only as she felt a much more physical bloom of heat between her thighs that had her toes curling against her silken sheets. It filled her mind with a lusty sheen that still sparkled in the sunlight, luxurious and joyful rather than darkly sensual in a way that begged for bruises and possessive fingers.
"Come here.." The queen purrs as she abandons her clit in favour of grasping at Jack's hip. In her mind's eye she saw him blanketing her, filling her, fucking her with the sort of slow intensity that would see them both cursing one another with relief when they finally came.
"Mmmmmm—" Flora pants, having held her breath, releasing it only as she felt a much more physical bloom of heat between her thighs that had her toes curling against her silken sheets. It filled her mind with a lusty sheen that still sparkled in the sunlight, luxurious and joyful rather than darkly sensual in a way that begged for bruises and possessive fingers.
"Come here.." The queen purrs as she abandons her clit in favour of grasping at Jack's hip. In her mind's eye she saw him blanketing her, filling her, fucking her with the sort of slow intensity that would see them both cursing one another with relief when they finally came.
