JACK
hellraiser
risk taker
risk taker
Yeah, yeah, yeah, bad time, got it. Another laugh hits the air in response to Flora's cackling-turned-squealing, and Jack doesn't need to see the Doubletake to know he's got her pinned right where he wants her to be. The adrenaline sings through her body and has the captain reacting in kind, although if she wants him to respond in a more physical way than with icy fingers, he's going to have to to able to see her. (Alright, not necessarily, but he wants to, alright?)
Letting his hands grow a touch warmer as they glide down her back, over her hips and beneath the surface of the water to scoop beneath her thighs, his expression is questioning if not somewhat expectant, and is directed deliberately somewhere across the far side of the pool. "Real shame I'm alone here," he drawls. "I s'pose I'll have to drink all that liquor in my bag by myself."
Letting his hands grow a touch warmer as they glide down her back, over her hips and beneath the surface of the water to scoop beneath her thighs, his expression is questioning if not somewhat expectant, and is directed deliberately somewhere across the far side of the pool. "Real shame I'm alone here," he drawls. "I s'pose I'll have to drink all that liquor in my bag by myself."
full speed ahead
'til i'm dead
'til i'm dead
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
