JACK
Unable to keep in the laughter that rumbles from his chest to have Flora slumping against him in her usual dramatics, Jack grabs up his glass of whiskey again and raises it to her in a cheers. "Maybe you are good at it," he reasons with another roll of his shoulders. "But just like you think differently around me, I'm very interested in what happens in your head. It probably wasn't much of a fair fight." Which is rich, coming from a man who has never fought fair a day in his life and never plans to.
Still, taking another sip of his drink and relishing the burn in his throat and the pleasant buzz settling in his limbs, Jack turns his attention more to the robe Flora's (only just) wearing than the psychic game they'd been playing. And for a moment it's as though the rest of the room doesn't exist, the captain fully invested in the soft skin against his lips as he drops kisses down her neck, or the way the silk tie begs to be untied between his fingers.
"So is there anythin' else here you're eager to try? I ain't findin' you another dungeon if you forget to play with something," he teases.
Still, taking another sip of his drink and relishing the burn in his throat and the pleasant buzz settling in his limbs, Jack turns his attention more to the robe Flora's (only just) wearing than the psychic game they'd been playing. And for a moment it's as though the rest of the room doesn't exist, the captain fully invested in the soft skin against his lips as he drops kisses down her neck, or the way the silk tie begs to be untied between his fingers.
"So is there anythin' else here you're eager to try? I ain't findin' you another dungeon if you forget to play with something," he teases.
you wanted perfect, you got your perfect
but now I'm too perfect for someone like you
but now I'm too perfect for someone like you
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
