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flora

The smell of burning leather, the groan of knots being frozen and then strained against, the spark of lightning from behind Jack's back are all far too nuanced for Flora to be aware of them happening. The only thing the queen is conscious of is the barely contained climax that she's desperately trying to ward off and the overwhelming feeling of being wanted despite the fact that Jack hasn't once touched her and she's the one doing all the work. Naively Flora had imagined him using his magic to try and coax an orgasm out of her and while she anticipated it feeling good, she hadn't thought he'd have a hope of beating her to the finish (or not, as the case might be). What she hadn't accounted for was the easy control he exerted over her, nor the way touching herself as she sucked his cock turned her on so fucking much.

Moaning, her thoughts reduced to scalding ashes that could hold neither shape nor form, the queen's back arches off the couch again as her nails dig into the back of Jack's thigh, and had her hands not been occupied, she might have mirrored the sensation against her own skin. Desperate for the feel of his hands against her throat, on her breasts, his teeth nipping at the soft skin between her thighs and the fullness of him inside of her, Flora sipped in a hasty breath through her nose before taking in more of him, her toes clenching as they pressed against the bottom of the couch.

Cum, Jack, she begged, her entire body shaking now as her thoughts reached a fever pitch of arousal that she'd be unable to stave off for more than a few seconds longer.

i scream for whatever it's worth
"i love you" ain't that the worst thing you've ever heard?

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!