blood ties

Flora

You are a bad, bad man. Flora thinks, and it's probably a good thing that the captain tugs her down onto the bench lest her knees give out. From hearing him speak the travelling tongue to the way he seemed to reach for her at every turn, hearing us on his lips has the queen's breath catching in her throat as her thoughts turned positively filthy with approval.

Folding one of her long legs over the other as she settles back, one of her hands resting against Jack's leg, Flora rolls her eyes at Mateo. "First, like, half of my wardrobe, and now he wants my boyfriend too?" Raising her eyebrows, the queen grins. "You'd have a better chance of it if you moved to Torchline thoouuughhh." She adds in a sing-song voice before one glance toward the Ark has Flora's head tilting to the side as her blue-green eyes narrow. "Wait...are we all living on boats now?" That was...a really weird coincidence.

Glancing from Mateo to Jack, it's only the way the captain's eyes have narrowed slightly that gives her pause, and as Flora instinctively looks toward the houseboat, all the colourful conversational blossoms cultivated over the past few minutes wilt and die in her mind as she spies her dads making their way downtown over.

I don't like slow motion double vision in rose blush
I don't like that falling feels like flying 'til the bone crush

Code stolen from Queen Sky