the next best thing will do

JACK

It's a good thing that Jack is understandably preoccupied by the bliss that comes roaring out of Charlie like a solar flare; it means he forgets to recoil at the chaotic image that blooms to the forefront of her mind, both resplendent and awful in the true sense of the word. As she comes down and that image of Dygra fades from view by degrees, replaced with the warmth and satisfaction of a well-fed bonfire, he's able to sit back enough to pant for breath, the aftershocks of her climax still firing through his telepathy as though tempting him to chase it again.

It's a temptation, ultimately, that he'll give into, especially considering the way his own body is suddenly voicing its opinions - loudly - once again. But as he rises back to his feet between Charlie's legs, despite the trapped and aching length of his cock that presses insistently against her, she'll find the Captain a source of surprise once again. Whilst some men undoubtedly would have taken their job well done and proceeded to fuck her to oblivion for their own gain, Jack draws her into enough of a sitting position to kiss her again, hard and wanting, as if to test how many sparks might fly because of 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!