JACK
Once upon a time, Jack might have scoffed or rolled his eyes at the romance novels Flora writes for him in her mind, but whether he's too tired or simply used to it at this point, as she lets her thoughts wander, he merely wanders with them. Drawn back only by the stroke of amusement that parts the crimson flush of her imagination, he smirks and shrugs his shoulders. "That wasn't coy," he tells her haughtily, "that was just the truth." Whether another time was at the House of Midnight or simply later, there's no way either of them are fit for anything other than exactly what they're doing.
"A thing, huh?" Raising his eyebrows and curling his arm against her as she rolls onto her side, the heat of her fingers on his chest is just enough without becoming stifling, though he imagines of all the places in Stormbreak, Molly's is probably very adept at keeping things cool in Longheat. "A'right. Don't die, and bring me back somethin' nice." Jack's smile is audible, his eyes slipping shut as he gets more comfortable. If nothing else, Flora will know the captain will never try to tie her down, at least.
"A thing, huh?" Raising his eyebrows and curling his arm against her as she rolls onto her side, the heat of her fingers on his chest is just enough without becoming stifling, though he imagines of all the places in Stormbreak, Molly's is probably very adept at keeping things cool in Longheat. "A'right. Don't die, and bring me back somethin' nice." Jack's smile is audible, his eyes slipping shut as he gets more comfortable. If nothing else, Flora will know the captain will never try to tie her down, at least.
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!
