JACK
There have been enough literal explosions for one day in Jack's opinion, so he'd be grateful if the rest of Torchline could keep it to a fuckin' minimum in the middle of the night out here. Luckily for the two of them, all remains silent and dark and tranquil - all but the sound of their combined pleasure, of course.
Biting back a moan of pain mingled with enjoyment as the Doubletake continues to move against him, Jack's oversensitivity is luckily second to whatever sparks of ecstasy continue to flicker through Flora's thoughts like embers from a dying fire. And whilst usually he'd already be extracting himself, unable to bear the closeness of another person beyond those few seconds post-orgasm, with Flora he welcomes the press of her forehead against his shoulder, the warm brush of her fingers against his body.
At least for tonight, anyway.
However she wants to sort her thoughts, the captain gives her time enough to think, to organise, to speak, and he blinks his eyes open to glance down at her when finally her mental voice gives out to her physical one. "I'll second that," he says roughly, scoffing and running a hand through her hair, careful of any snags his fingers might catch upon. "After you, then," he mumbles, obviously intending for her to lay down with him.
Biting back a moan of pain mingled with enjoyment as the Doubletake continues to move against him, Jack's oversensitivity is luckily second to whatever sparks of ecstasy continue to flicker through Flora's thoughts like embers from a dying fire. And whilst usually he'd already be extracting himself, unable to bear the closeness of another person beyond those few seconds post-orgasm, with Flora he welcomes the press of her forehead against his shoulder, the warm brush of her fingers against his body.
At least for tonight, anyway.
However she wants to sort her thoughts, the captain gives her time enough to think, to organise, to speak, and he blinks his eyes open to glance down at her when finally her mental voice gives out to her physical one. "I'll second that," he says roughly, scoffing and running a hand through her hair, careful of any snags his fingers might catch upon. "After you, then," he mumbles, obviously intending for her to lay down with him.
you wanted perfect, you got your perfect
but now I'm too perfect for someone like you
but now I'm too perfect for someone like you
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
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