flora
"Welllll." Glancing down to ensure her bronze skin was once again free of marks, the Doubletake shoves the bottle back into Jack's pocket where she'd seen him pull it from, before curling her fingers up the back of his neck and into his hair. "Gotta make sure all that wasn't just a fluke from you." She says teasingly, her finger sketching out a circle in the air, before, unsurprisingly, Jack opts to do things his own way.
Nevertheless, Flora gasps with delight to feel the bite of static against her back, even though it has her flinching forward and against him. The salty sweat coating her skin has the electric blur of Jack's magic rippling outward and had the current been any stronger, likely it would have had the delicate chains growing hot. Rising onto her toes, Flora's fingers tug against the captain's hair, drawing his lips down toward her own if he wasn't inclined to come willingly. Through the thicket of I love yous and I want yous that the Doubletake's mind has grown into, something else has taken root. Something hidden beneath the soil whose growth doesn't yet depend on sunlight; something that might well do better in the dark. "I want us to be strong, Jack." Flora whispers, her teeth grazing against the captain's lower lip as she rises even higher onto her toes to fit herself even more completely against him.
Whatever the pair were to one another, Flora wanted them to be a force as far as Torchline was concerned. Maybe it was just a way to avoid the complicated conversations that they really ought to have been having about their own relationship, but it suddenly occurred to the queen that given who each of them was on their own, that together the leap toward being unstoppable was well within their reach.
Nevertheless, Flora gasps with delight to feel the bite of static against her back, even though it has her flinching forward and against him. The salty sweat coating her skin has the electric blur of Jack's magic rippling outward and had the current been any stronger, likely it would have had the delicate chains growing hot. Rising onto her toes, Flora's fingers tug against the captain's hair, drawing his lips down toward her own if he wasn't inclined to come willingly. Through the thicket of I love yous and I want yous that the Doubletake's mind has grown into, something else has taken root. Something hidden beneath the soil whose growth doesn't yet depend on sunlight; something that might well do better in the dark. "I want us to be strong, Jack." Flora whispers, her teeth grazing against the captain's lower lip as she rises even higher onto her toes to fit herself even more completely against him.
Whatever the pair were to one another, Flora wanted them to be a force as far as Torchline was concerned. Maybe it was just a way to avoid the complicated conversations that they really ought to have been having about their own relationship, but it suddenly occurred to the queen that given who each of them was on their own, that together the leap toward being unstoppable was well within their reach.
Just walk away, don't make me say
The only words I owe you: I told you so, I told you so
The only words I owe you: I told you so, I told you so
