JACK
"Oh, really? Do tell me more," Jack drawls. "I'm sheltered when it comes to that sort of thing, y'know." The shit-eating grin is very much audible, and he doesn't even bother to try and make it a convincing lie. (It all kind of falls apart when taking the literal sex dungeon into consideration, anyway).
Before he can make comment on her fathers and what exactly it would take, if anything, to get them out of said doghouse, Flora has the audacity to enjoy his attempt to freeze her wicked fingers, and Jack grumbles his annoyance. He doesn't bother to try and shake away her grip, though, so she can count that as a win. "Yeah?" Blinking his eyes open and glancing down at her, she might not be a mind reader, but she'll likely be able to see the crooked slant to his thoughts. "How's this?"
Ice nips at her toes and the soles of her feet, before trickling up the length of her thighs and to all the places left warm and comfortable by their position in bed.
Before he can make comment on her fathers and what exactly it would take, if anything, to get them out of said doghouse, Flora has the audacity to enjoy his attempt to freeze her wicked fingers, and Jack grumbles his annoyance. He doesn't bother to try and shake away her grip, though, so she can count that as a win. "Yeah?" Blinking his eyes open and glancing down at her, she might not be a mind reader, but she'll likely be able to see the crooked slant to his thoughts. "How's this?"
Ice nips at her toes and the soles of her feet, before trickling up the length of her thighs and to all the places left warm and comfortable by their position in bed.
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!
