never be so kind you forget to be clever
Huffing out a laugh, Flora rolls her eyes just before they slip closed. "Yeah, unfortunately I do." Each of them was owned by Torchline in their own ways, and while the strings that tied Flora down were a touch more official, that didn't mean there wasn't a significant portion of the population who'd try and help themselves to Jack regardless of what (or who) it was he was doing.
A soft gasp parts the queen's lips as Jack's hand covers one of her breasts, the still-hard callouses teasing against her skin in such a way as to have her nails dragging softly through the captain's hair in wordless encouragement. "I did think about that," she murmurs a touch breathlessly. "But then I thought maybe I should keep you away from large amounts of water in case you decided to get revenge for being covered by oils in the first place." Not that Jack wasn't capable of creating his own mini shower if he decided, but that didn't mean Flora had to make it any easier for him to soak her if that was his plan.
"But I suppose I could be persuaded if you don't want to smell like a forest anymore."
A soft gasp parts the queen's lips as Jack's hand covers one of her breasts, the still-hard callouses teasing against her skin in such a way as to have her nails dragging softly through the captain's hair in wordless encouragement. "I did think about that," she murmurs a touch breathlessly. "But then I thought maybe I should keep you away from large amounts of water in case you decided to get revenge for being covered by oils in the first place." Not that Jack wasn't capable of creating his own mini shower if he decided, but that didn't mean Flora had to make it any easier for him to soak her if that was his plan.
"But I suppose I could be persuaded if you don't want to smell like a forest anymore."
