JACK
Jack's breath hitches automatically as the searing warmth of her hand presses against him, his cock throbbing its complaint of not enough and his hips rolling against the touch quite without his permission. "If they don't know it yet," he adds, the words framed by a sly smile that brushes her full lips, "they're about to." He kisses her again then, hard, pushing the blouse down over her shoulders so his kisses can drift down the pale column of her neck to soft skin and old scars.
He follows the sparks of her curiosity, though, more attuned to her mind, perhaps, than even he had expected to be, the Captain grasping her hips to draw her off the desk and direct her towards his bunk. If nothing else there will be something softer for her to lay back against here than papers and trinkets and liquor bottles, Jack swiftly unfastening the leather of her pants before nudging her to sit.
Only then, of course, does he drop to his knees between her legs, whispering kisses that skim lace and bare flesh alike. "Let me show you what you've really been missin'."
He follows the sparks of her curiosity, though, more attuned to her mind, perhaps, than even he had expected to be, the Captain grasping her hips to draw her off the desk and direct her towards his bunk. If nothing else there will be something softer for her to lay back against here than papers and trinkets and liquor bottles, Jack swiftly unfastening the leather of her pants before nudging her to sit.
Only then, of course, does he drop to his knees between her legs, whispering kisses that skim lace and bare flesh alike. "Let me show you what you've really been missin'."
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!
