JACK
"Don't care about that either," Jack mumbles into her mouth, of the blanket nearby and the thermoses of coffee waiting for them. Even that forty feet is too far for him to take his hands off her, and since he feels no immediate upset from the ice he presses her against, the captain sticks to his current decision.
Able to tug down her leggings and underwear enough to make this work, Flora will feel the hard, hot press of him against her as he adjusts them just so, Jack pausing if for no reason than to replace the billowing white that streams from her lips with his own mouth. "You've got me," he hisses, nipping at her lower lip and grasping at her hips.
And I want you, he might have added, but at that moment his hips thrust forward, his cock throbbing hard as he fills her, moaning into her mouth. It's like an itch he can't quite scratch, and gods even if the time of day and the temperature are going to work against him, he finds it hard to care right now.
Able to tug down her leggings and underwear enough to make this work, Flora will feel the hard, hot press of him against her as he adjusts them just so, Jack pausing if for no reason than to replace the billowing white that streams from her lips with his own mouth. "You've got me," he hisses, nipping at her lower lip and grasping at her hips.
And I want you, he might have added, but at that moment his hips thrust forward, his cock throbbing hard as he fills her, moaning into her mouth. It's like an itch he can't quite scratch, and gods even if the time of day and the temperature are going to work against him, he finds it hard to care right now.
it's not your fault that you're always wrong
the weak ones are there to justify the strong
the weak ones are there to justify the strong
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
