if i tell you this is drowning

JACK

"Because there's somethin' else I have in mind for right now," Jack says, his laughter all in his eyes as he hears the club thud to the ground, his hands greedy for every part of her he can get them on suddenly, as if the single ember of desire in Flora's thoughts has been enough to kindle his own into a blaze. "You can sink the boat for all I care, but only when we're done."

Shivering in a breath as the wave throws her closer against him, the Doubletake may or may not be surprised to find Jack already very much ready for her as she twines her arms around him and presses close. Exhaling that same breath in a huff that cuts short as his lips find her own again, the captain backs them up towards the wall next to the little bed. He kisses her until his lungs burn for air, until his fingers have found their way beneath her sweater of their own accord, and he glances sidelong at the bed before raising a brow down at her.

There's something to be said about reclaiming one's trauma, but with the risk of the space triggering Flora more than empowering her, he'd quite like to be sure before he commits to anything. (Because, as the Doubletake probably knows very painfully herself, it's been weeks).

sometimes we put our hearts in the wrong places
(what the fuck is it doing between your teeth?)

Code stolen from Queen Sky