flora
Breaking their kiss if only to laugh shakily against Jack's lips as his fingertips dance across wildly oversensitive skin, Flora shivers both away and into his touch with a needy moan. Her mind sparks as if with the after-images of what she'd felt before, but even Flora isn't ready for a round four (yet), and so as Jack shifts them onto their sides, the queen sinks bonelessly against him, utterly content.
Beaming softly at that, the colours of her thoughts aren't necessarily smug so much as they're some hybrid of relief and pride to be able to surprise and please Jack the way he so easily could do for her. Sure it probably had something to do with her wealth of daddy-issues, but surely it wasn't a bad thing to want to make someone else feel as good as they made you? "I thought for sure you were going to freeze and then break the knots." Flora whispers, brushing her lips against his forehead and grinning.
Beaming softly at that, the colours of her thoughts aren't necessarily smug so much as they're some hybrid of relief and pride to be able to surprise and please Jack the way he so easily could do for her. Sure it probably had something to do with her wealth of daddy-issues, but surely it wasn't a bad thing to want to make someone else feel as good as they made you? "I thought for sure you were going to freeze and then break the knots." Flora whispers, brushing her lips against his forehead and grinning.
My house of stone, your ivy grows
And now I'm covered in you
And now I'm covered in you
