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flora

"Ahh well, that's my mistake. I was fairly distracted when I put those on." Flora chuckles lazily. The feeling of his lips against her hair has the queen smiling to herself as golden waves filter through her mind, leaving her feeling warm and wonderfully content.

Not needing to come out and say how hot Jack looks draped in lazy arrogance, Flora merely lets her eyes drink in the parts of him that she can see with weary appreciation. Bouncing her eyebrows, the gesture made all the more comical given how much of her face was concealed by the couch, the Doubletake grins as a shiver of anticipation ripples down her spine.

Watching him watch her, the queen lifts a brow. Preferring the feeling of Jack's eyes on her skin over any textile or garment no matter how luxurious, if she could have worn nothing but that for the remainder of the day, she'd have been quite content. "Ruin what?" Tilting her chin up toward him, her eyes sparkle with mischief as she tucks a curl behind her ear and then extends her hand out to him. "Besides, if I don't get up, who's going to get you that whiskey, mm?"

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!