we write out the ends on our palms, then forget to read
"Promise?" It wasn't as if Flora had any doubts, but you know, words of affirmation and all that. Besides, it wasn't her fault that she had such a difficult time keeping her hands off of Jack such that her mind was nearly always at risk of wandering into the gutter and dragging his along with it.
"Mmmnnn." Shivering, the sensation not entirely unlike being gently tickled, as the water peels itself away from her skin Flora has to fight the urge to run her hands all over her body to chase the phantom sensations that linger. Wearing far too little for the temperature, nevertheless the Doubletake ignores the way her body wants to shake and tremble against the cold, taking the opportunity to press herself entirely suggestively against Jack. No doubt it was too cold for any shenanigans, but that didn't mean she could light a fire in his thoughts. What were girlfriends for, after all?
"Normally you're so good at making me wet. It's strange having you do the opposite." Flora purrs against his ear, and as her eyes slip closed, the darkness is immediately filled with flashes of the captain's lips parted in a silent snarl, his fingers closing around her throat as she begs breathlessly for him to make her cum. Parting, one of her eyebrows mischievously raised, Flora accepts her clothes. Shimmying into her pants with far more enthusiasm than was strictly necessary, as she tugged on her shirt and sweater, she made sure to pull them taut around her chest before slipping into her shoes.
"Mmmnnn." Shivering, the sensation not entirely unlike being gently tickled, as the water peels itself away from her skin Flora has to fight the urge to run her hands all over her body to chase the phantom sensations that linger. Wearing far too little for the temperature, nevertheless the Doubletake ignores the way her body wants to shake and tremble against the cold, taking the opportunity to press herself entirely suggestively against Jack. No doubt it was too cold for any shenanigans, but that didn't mean she could light a fire in his thoughts. What were girlfriends for, after all?
"Normally you're so good at making me wet. It's strange having you do the opposite." Flora purrs against his ear, and as her eyes slip closed, the darkness is immediately filled with flashes of the captain's lips parted in a silent snarl, his fingers closing around her throat as she begs breathlessly for him to make her cum. Parting, one of her eyebrows mischievously raised, Flora accepts her clothes. Shimmying into her pants with far more enthusiasm than was strictly necessary, as she tugged on her shirt and sweater, she made sure to pull them taut around her chest before slipping into her shoes.
