flora
Effervescent with the newness of being in love, Flora glowed in Jack's arms as he whisked her away toward his cabin. her thoughts were laden with golden and threaded with molten red, the tapestry of her thoughts tangling scarlett with every wandering press of his fingertips. Moaning something playfully annoyed against his lips, as the queen's feet touched the deck she made sure that the captain felt every inch of her against his chest and hips as she reluctantly let him go.
As Jack fumbled with the doorknob, Flora fumbled with his pants, first unhooking his belt and then working at his buttons. Mmmmm, I want you. Almost apologetically thought given how long it had been since he'd last found his way between her thighs, as his mouth met hers once more the Doubletake rose onto her toes, fingers tangling possessively in his dark hair.
"On the bed." Flora instructed, and despite whatever vanilla nonsense she had in mind, her voice was wonderfully confident. Slinking towards his desk where she knew she could find scissors, the queen began to cut several long strips out of her sundress until it barely covered the tops of her thighs, before turning toward him. "I'm sure it doesn't take a mindreader to know what I'm going to do with these, but.." Well, she was fairly certain he wouldn't see what she had planned, not if she focused her thoughts just right.
As Jack fumbled with the doorknob, Flora fumbled with his pants, first unhooking his belt and then working at his buttons. Mmmmm, I want you. Almost apologetically thought given how long it had been since he'd last found his way between her thighs, as his mouth met hers once more the Doubletake rose onto her toes, fingers tangling possessively in his dark hair.
"On the bed." Flora instructed, and despite whatever vanilla nonsense she had in mind, her voice was wonderfully confident. Slinking towards his desk where she knew she could find scissors, the queen began to cut several long strips out of her sundress until it barely covered the tops of her thighs, before turning toward him. "I'm sure it doesn't take a mindreader to know what I'm going to do with these, but.." Well, she was fairly certain he wouldn't see what she had planned, not if she focused her thoughts just right.
My house of stone, your ivy grows
And now I'm covered in you
And now I'm covered in you
