by what standard?

JACK

hellraiser
risk taker

Surprising them both, most likely, with his soft scoff of laughter, Jack takes the mental swat with grace and returns his own focus to more important matters - like the view of Flora braced against the hot stone at the side of the springs, her curves fitting precisely against his hands as if made for them, his cock pounding in and out of her. 

"You're the only one worth fucking like this," he assures her roughly - and check your ring, Flora, because he's not lying. Able to enjoy the kaleidoscope of her thoughts on parade, as salacious and unapologetic as Flora can make them, it's a rare treat for the captain that's rapidly becoming not quite as rare as he'd first assumed.

Hissing in a breath and tugging at her curls just enough to cause another electric shot of pleasure-pain, Jack slips his fingers out of her hair so he might dance his cold hands back to her her hips and fuck her properly. Just in case she still desires more hot and cold play, though, the captain's magic is able to freeze the rivulets of water beading across the Doubletake's skin, letting the sensation spider along her body in tantalising waves.

full speed ahead
'til i'm dead