the next best thing will do

JACK

Again, Jack is reminded of the difference between Charlie and so many of the other quick and dirty fucks he's claimed against a tavern wall. She opens for him like something hungry and wanting, knowing intimately the way she likes to be pleasured and how to get there, and gods it makes everything so much easier that he's at risk of losing himself in her entirely. She's light enough in his arms to move without much more than his support around her hips and the backs of her thighs, a breath huffing out of him to feel her arc and roll against his every thrust.

Their lips meet and Jack's grip against her grows a little tighter, the Captain finding a bit of empty wall beside a shelf to back her up against, hips snapping into her at a pace more likely to drag out screams than moans now. Fire isn't the element that lives closes to the surface of his mind, but here and now with this living flame coiled around him, it's that very magic that sparks to life, kissing against Charlie's throat and licking between her breasts, scorching at the lace there.

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

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!