flora
If such a thing could be done, Flora gives Jack's magic a mental swat. Just because he couldn't think more than one thought at a time didn't mean she couldn't, and also shut the fuck up Jack.
A low whine hums up from Flora's throat as he moves her, only once she understands what his intentions are she adjusts herself with ease into his hands as her own grip the rock face. "—jack—" The queen gasps, her knuckles growing white with exertion. The pressure of his hands combined with the flickering pulses of hot and cold has her mind on the verge of shattering with the shifting sensations she's unable to keep track of. It takes her by surprise again as his icy palm presses against her spine, just how unfairly good this feels, and though they've only just begun already one hand is slinking away from the rocks so that her own fingers might add to the heat.
A needy cry leaves Flora's lips as the captain's fingers tug at her curls, the pain of which is precisely of the sort she can comfortably and pleasurably bear, as he well knows. "No one fucks me like you do," The queen moans breathlessly, and while the sentiment might seem a bit obvious with Jack being a mindreader and all, fuck if it didn't feel different now than it had at the beginning.
A low whine hums up from Flora's throat as he moves her, only once she understands what his intentions are she adjusts herself with ease into his hands as her own grip the rock face. "—jack—" The queen gasps, her knuckles growing white with exertion. The pressure of his hands combined with the flickering pulses of hot and cold has her mind on the verge of shattering with the shifting sensations she's unable to keep track of. It takes her by surprise again as his icy palm presses against her spine, just how unfairly good this feels, and though they've only just begun already one hand is slinking away from the rocks so that her own fingers might add to the heat.
A needy cry leaves Flora's lips as the captain's fingers tug at her curls, the pain of which is precisely of the sort she can comfortably and pleasurably bear, as he well knows. "No one fucks me like you do," The queen moans breathlessly, and while the sentiment might seem a bit obvious with Jack being a mindreader and all, fuck if it didn't feel different now than it had at the beginning.
I want to be when you fall on me like night
I wanna kill the lights
I wanna kill the lights
