JACK
"Wiser not to think about what I'd rather do to him right now," Jack mutters as they walk, hovering beside the stand as she angles them towards it, assuming she wants to stop to pick something up. Needless to say he'd have rather paid the extortionate prices - and then returned later to do some extortion of his own - than to have the first hands on her be those of some merchant without the ability to recognise real treasure when he sees it. (And gropes her tits).
Still, the sly curve to her mouth is all breezy playfulness, her mind echoing the confirmation that all of it had been little more than performance, and Jack forces himself to simmer down. Not because he wants to, not at all in fact, but because they are in very close quarters at the Castaway Exchange. Not the ideal place for sudden electrical storms. "There's a jewellery place a little further in," he mutters, nodding down the pier. "If you're interesed."
Still, the sly curve to her mouth is all breezy playfulness, her mind echoing the confirmation that all of it had been little more than performance, and Jack forces himself to simmer down. Not because he wants to, not at all in fact, but because they are in very close quarters at the Castaway Exchange. Not the ideal place for sudden electrical storms. "There's a jewellery place a little further in," he mutters, nodding down the pier. "If you're interesed."
you're the last of a dying breed; write our names in the wet concrete
I wonder if your therapist knows everything about me
I wonder if your therapist knows everything about me
Code stolen from Queen Sky
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
