JACK
"I'm a lot of things," Jack retorts. And very few of them make sense side-by-side, he might have added, but Flora has likely already put that together and then some. As her arms thread around his neck with the same sort of ease that he'd have felt comfortable shrugging off or accepting as it pleased him the last time they'd been together, now he curls an arm around her waist in return, pinning her close.
"There's time," he decides quietly. "Besides, with your compass it ain't like it'll take you long to get there an' back." Already moving, the draw of the bed is evidently superior to wanting a smoke, because he tugs her along with him with little aplomb. "Yeah? Old fashioned messengers it is," he says, dragging at the sheets and collapsing into the pillows. "Seven'll get the memo to me, with or without the bird still attached."
"There's time," he decides quietly. "Besides, with your compass it ain't like it'll take you long to get there an' back." Already moving, the draw of the bed is evidently superior to wanting a smoke, because he tugs her along with him with little aplomb. "Yeah? Old fashioned messengers it is," he says, dragging at the sheets and collapsing into the pillows. "Seven'll get the memo to me, with or without the bird still attached."
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!
