your touch brought forth an incandescent glow, tarnished but so grand
A chill races up Flora's spine and though the expression she's aiming to convey is one of playful admonishment, it comes out utterly adoring instead. "I like that about you, too." She hums softly before rising onto her toes as he leans forward, one of her hands curling around his back. Perhaps Flora should have been concerned about who might see the pair given that they were in Stormbreak, and yet PDA from the captain was rare enough to have the Doubletake utterly enthralled in the feeling of his hands roving across her body as his lips pressed against hers.
Biting at her bottom lip as she sinks back onto her heels, Flora's eyes sparkle with mischief as she considers. "Okay, but like...a nice sex dungeon though. If there's a single rat or bit of mould, I'm out." Pushing her sunglasses back over her eyes and fitting herself back against his side in order for him to lead the way, the queen surreptitiously clears her throat, glancing up at the captain as soon as he's done picking out what he needs to direct them toward the brothel.
"I guess to answer your earlier question...I do want to try both. Obviously given your preferences it might make the most sense for you to be doing things to me, but...I mean, I like doing things you like." It was one of the biggest snags of his telepathy, really, because she got off by pleasing others, which wouldn't you know, often meant putting aside your own pleasure. Still, if anyone could find a workaround it was Jack, and if not, at least they'd still probably enjoy fucking around and finding out.
~FIN
Biting at her bottom lip as she sinks back onto her heels, Flora's eyes sparkle with mischief as she considers. "Okay, but like...a nice sex dungeon though. If there's a single rat or bit of mould, I'm out." Pushing her sunglasses back over her eyes and fitting herself back against his side in order for him to lead the way, the queen surreptitiously clears her throat, glancing up at the captain as soon as he's done picking out what he needs to direct them toward the brothel.
"I guess to answer your earlier question...I do want to try both. Obviously given your preferences it might make the most sense for you to be doing things to me, but...I mean, I like doing things you like." It was one of the biggest snags of his telepathy, really, because she got off by pleasing others, which wouldn't you know, often meant putting aside your own pleasure. Still, if anyone could find a workaround it was Jack, and if not, at least they'd still probably enjoy fucking around and finding out.
~FIN
