JACK
The anticipation is like a knife-edge at this point, and though Jack's arousal is also near impossible to ignore, it's flooded out by the pure need rolling out of her, molten and hungry and demanding to be fulfilled. And who is he to deny her anything, especially this, not now that there are no misunderstandings between them to muddy the waters. With a final, almost playful kiss to her inner thigh, Jack finally puts himself to work, hitching her forward to meet his waiting mouth.
He restrains himself for now, braced for this new crackle of sensation to dance along her mind and through his magic like a livewire, tongue little more than a slow flick against her sweet heat. She's an altar he'll kneel at forever if she lets him, he realises, and though the Captain is always uncharacteristically generous in bed, or so say those who have known him both in and out of it, for this it's easier than it's ever been.
Humming a note of approval and encouragement against her, Jack shifts just enough to hitch her legs over his shoulders, tongue teasing against her clit for the first time.
He restrains himself for now, braced for this new crackle of sensation to dance along her mind and through his magic like a livewire, tongue little more than a slow flick against her sweet heat. She's an altar he'll kneel at forever if she lets him, he realises, and though the Captain is always uncharacteristically generous in bed, or so say those who have known him both in and out of it, for this it's easier than it's ever been.
Humming a note of approval and encouragement against her, Jack shifts just enough to hitch her legs over his shoulders, tongue teasing against her clit for the first time.
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!
