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JACK

"You say that, but I'd argue this was pretty important unless you want to slip out and fall on your ass," Jack remarks, and whatever Flora might think about watching him work, the captain can only feel the same about how freeing it is to be able to respond to thoughts as if it's part of a full conversation. It certainly makes for a more seamless interaction between the two of them, such that he's more than ready as she uses him to brace herself against the swing.

Like any filthy gentleman, he assists her in getting positioned, ensuring that her robe falls just so where it won't bunch up but neither will it necessarily provide any cover, freeing the silk where it can fall prettily around her. "That's probably a good idea," he agrees as she grabs one of the grips, checking everything is correct and giving it all one last yank to make sure it isn't going anywhere (it isn't) before stepping in front of her.

"I think," Jack purrs, "that keeping your knees closed defeats the object a bit." So saying, it's with a sly smile that he reaches out to part her legs, fingers squeezing against her knees as he backs her up enough to brace against the wall. "Comfy?"

you wanted perfect, you got your perfect
but now I'm too perfect for someone like you

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