am I stitching up seams, or pulling on triggers?

JACK

"It is for me," Jack says, the words riding out on a breath he'd forgotten to take in the time they'd been kissing. It's easy to be selfish for Jack Barclay, easy to sail into an oncoming storm with little more than a cocky smile and the memory of past successes to guide him, and although years and experience have tempered the loose cannon he'd been as a younger man, there still exists a fuse within him that sparks with the right motivation.

And Flora, evidently, is motivation aplenty.

So it is that simple, to say yes to something bad for him and bad for Flora, because it feels good and right in the moment. It's the most simple thing in the world, to say fuck it, I'm doing it anyway, if only for this one thing in maelstrom of other responsibilities.

"If not for you, though..." He exhales a long sigh, his grip on her loosening enough to let her go, and he nods towards the shirt she'd been wearing where her compass is still nestled. "Then I get it."

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

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!