flora
"You said if I did then you did." And gods, if a telepath can't understand why that means something different in girl-logic—especially 21-year-old-girl-logic—then likely no one stands a chance.
Flinching back, prepared for the captain to storm out of the guild and so thinking of things she might say or do to bait him into staying if saying that she loved him wasn't enough, Flora's utterly taken aback as he smoothly glides over the bar toward her. Her first instinct has her kissing him back before her hands are bracing against his shoulders to try and stop him. You can't just— They weren't going to get anywhere if he kept evading the issue by kissing her, though even as her palms shoved him back, her lips and tongue met his, promise for wicked promise.
All but holding her breath as he pulled away, still expecting him to whisper a final goodbye against her ear, the words he did say made it feel as though her heart had stopped in her chest. Pulling back enough to search his gaze, her aqua eyes darting left to right and back again—not even caring about the stars twinkling against his skin—her palms smoothed against his shirt before grabbing at the collar and tugging his lips back down against hers.
I just wanted to hear that you wanted it—me—on its own. Breathless, Flora is forced to pull back, her grasp of Jack's shirt now as much for support as anything else as she leans against the wall. "I didn't want it to feel like I was trapping you in this."
Flinching back, prepared for the captain to storm out of the guild and so thinking of things she might say or do to bait him into staying if saying that she loved him wasn't enough, Flora's utterly taken aback as he smoothly glides over the bar toward her. Her first instinct has her kissing him back before her hands are bracing against his shoulders to try and stop him. You can't just— They weren't going to get anywhere if he kept evading the issue by kissing her, though even as her palms shoved him back, her lips and tongue met his, promise for wicked promise.
All but holding her breath as he pulled away, still expecting him to whisper a final goodbye against her ear, the words he did say made it feel as though her heart had stopped in her chest. Pulling back enough to search his gaze, her aqua eyes darting left to right and back again—not even caring about the stars twinkling against his skin—her palms smoothed against his shirt before grabbing at the collar and tugging his lips back down against hers.
I just wanted to hear that you wanted it—me—on its own. Breathless, Flora is forced to pull back, her grasp of Jack's shirt now as much for support as anything else as she leans against the wall. "I didn't want it to feel like I was trapping you in this."
My house of stone, your ivy grows
And now I'm covered in you
And now I'm covered in you
