JACK
Automatically turning his head away from the sickly sweet way her nose brushes against his own, Jack pinches a finger against her nipple for good measure, though the gesture isn't as hard as it might have been. "Hm?" Following her gaze back to the swing - and inhaling a quick breath as she accidentally-on-purpose slides out of his lap in all the right wrong places, Jack stays put so he might finish his whiskey, watching the way Flora looks from the swing to the wall, and putting the rest together with her thoughts.
"Hey," he objects, a flutter of frost nipping up the backs of her legs for her perceived audacity. STR 20 is well above average, thank you very much. "People manage to fuck each other up against walls without bein' demigods all the time, y'know," he drawls, rolling to his feet and setting his empty glass down. "But yes, I reckon it'd reach. Why, you want a hand into it?" Granted, the second she's strapped in, there's no guarantee the captain won't have a few games of his own to play.
"Hey," he objects, a flutter of frost nipping up the backs of her legs for her perceived audacity. STR 20 is well above average, thank you very much. "People manage to fuck each other up against walls without bein' demigods all the time, y'know," he drawls, rolling to his feet and setting his empty glass down. "But yes, I reckon it'd reach. Why, you want a hand into it?" Granted, the second she's strapped in, there's no guarantee the captain won't have a few games of his own to play.
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!
