JACK
"I rarely make a threat I don't follow up on," Jack fires back, a touch of petulance in his voice that he entirely blames on hanging around in Flora's mind for so long. All but feeling her eyes bore into the back of him as he continues to knead the dough, the captain does flash a glance at her over his shoulder, brow raised in mock confusion, blue eyes like shards of the sky in the morning light streaming through the window.
"Would that be the worst thing?" he wants to know; standing in the kitchen drinking coffee and flirting with the arguably gorgeous Queen of Torchline? Jack can think of much worse ways to spend his time. "Granted," he adds, wiping his own hands off as she draws up beside him, "if we had to keep remakin' 'em, some liquor might accidentally find its way into the dough." Just a minor addition to Vai's recipe, you know.
But then Flora is before him, Jack reaching out to grasp her chin in warm, calloused fingers, so he might lean in deliciously close and proceed to lick the sugar from her cheek. "Tastes fine," he determines with a wolfish smile, releasing her again.
"Would that be the worst thing?" he wants to know; standing in the kitchen drinking coffee and flirting with the arguably gorgeous Queen of Torchline? Jack can think of much worse ways to spend his time. "Granted," he adds, wiping his own hands off as she draws up beside him, "if we had to keep remakin' 'em, some liquor might accidentally find its way into the dough." Just a minor addition to Vai's recipe, you know.
But then Flora is before him, Jack reaching out to grasp her chin in warm, calloused fingers, so he might lean in deliciously close and proceed to lick the sugar from her cheek. "Tastes fine," he determines with a wolfish smile, releasing her again.
fight so dirty but you love so sweet
talk so pretty but your heart got teeth
talk so pretty but your heart got teeth
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
