[SE] can't stop chasin' you

JACK

Opting for dark sweatpants that sit low on his hips and no tanktop at all, Jack is barefoot as he pads out of Flora's bedroom and down to the kitchen where the siren song of coffee is calling him. "I sense shitfuckery," he drawls, and no sooner as hhe gleaned the mischief from her thoughts when the set-up on the counter becomes visible, the captain scoffing under his breath. "By practice," he says slowly, grinning over his shoulder and reaching up to tie his own hair out of his face in a messy, half-up top knot, "do you mean you're gonna persuade me to do it?"

Captain of The Ark, notorious smuggler, baker extraordinnaire - that's him. No part of him suggests he won't indulge her, of course - as Jack has told Flora previously, he's got a lot of information knocking around in his mind stolen from various places and people - he nevertheless goes right for the coffee pot to pour them both a mug of it. All the better to concentrate and all that. "Did you look up a recipe, or are we goin' by feel?"

fight so dirty but you love so sweet
talk so pretty but your heart got teeth

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!