flora
"Mmmm..." Narrowing her eyes ever so slightly as she considers—in her mind, they're now in Jack's cabin, the captain comfortably sprawled out on the bed where his injuries won't be affected by the way Flora's hips straddle his head. It wasn't his tongue that had been injured after all—Flora's eyes flash as she grins. "..you do that and I can promise my screams will absolutely bring Ronin over here faster than you can say old man winter." Even though the Doubletake planned to continue to tease Jack regardless of whether or not it was a good idea, the ache in her shoulder forced her to remove her fingers from the lip of his pants. To compensate, her fingernails scratched a touch harder against his scalp as she leaned up to kiss the side of his mouth not currently occupied by his cigarette.
"I bet they'll be able to get through mine easily enough." Flora's wasn't particularly strong yet, and given that the queen's priorities had suddenly shifted from blocking out Jack's son's mind to not dying, she wasn't sure if the strength of it was going to change anytime soon.
"I bet they'll be able to get through mine easily enough." Flora's wasn't particularly strong yet, and given that the queen's priorities had suddenly shifted from blocking out Jack's son's mind to not dying, she wasn't sure if the strength of it was going to change anytime soon.
The rumors are terrible and cruel
But honey, most of them are true
But honey, most of them are true
