all islands in a common sea

JACK

Jack's laughter is a touch breathless as he gets himself out of his clothes, snagging at Flora's shorts to toss them to the side as well when he's done. "If I was gonna make you wait," he rumbles, shifting closer, his hands grazing across the perfect swell of her ass, "I'd only be frustratin' us both." It's not a reminder that he thinks she needs, especially as the tip of his cock nudges achingly against her.

Shifting onto the bed enough that he can press a knee against the inside of her thigh, encouraging her legs further apart for him, the captain wastes only a second more to enjoy the view before he enters her, tight and slow and deliberate. Keen for Flora to feel every inch of him inside her, and equally as ready to enjoy the way she takes it, Jack bites at the inside of his cheek to cage his groan of pleasure, inhaling a slow breath through his nose until he's pressed flush against her body, fingers gripping her hips hard enough to bruise.

"How do you want me?" he whispers at last, the words framed by a self-indulgent smile. Because he knows - gods, of course he knows - but this time he wants to hear it from her lips instead of her mind, to see thought and intention crash together into something entirely new.

you're the last of a dying breed; write our names in the wet concrete
I wonder if your therapist knows everything about me

Code stolen from Queen Sky