JACK
At least it's unlikely now, more than ever, that someone will come and knock at Flora's door for an audience with either one of them; not only because Jack is liable to cut someone's throat about it, but because fuck you if you think he's getting up to answer. Letting out a long, shuddering sigh and relaxing further into the bed and against Flora, as her arms wind around him and the world begins to swim behind his eyes, he finds he doesn't mind the shapeless nothing of her thoughts.
"I know," he purrs into the crook of her neck, his voice rough and his smile wicked against her throat. "Takes two to tango, though." Shifting to the side, slowly and with clear reluctance, Jack works an arm beneath Flora's pillow and draws her back against his chest, giving them both a little more room to breathe without creating much distance, if any.
"I know," he purrs into the crook of her neck, his voice rough and his smile wicked against her throat. "Takes two to tango, though." Shifting to the side, slowly and with clear reluctance, Jack works an arm beneath Flora's pillow and draws her back against his chest, giving them both a little more room to breathe without creating much distance, if any.
when I look at something, I see it for what it could be
when I look at something, I see how it ends
when I look at something, I see how it ends
Code stolen from Queen Sky
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
