JACK
hellraiser
risk taker
risk taker
The brief fight for control against the wall is something that draws a playfully dark laugh from Jack's throat as they part for breath, the Captain palming her breast again and tweaking his fingers across one dusky nipple before she's arching enough to force him back a step or two. One might not expect Jack to be the sort of man to give ground - especially not in the bedroom - but then only those who have tumbled with him between the sheets would know the truth.
He follows the spark of her desire like it's the only light in a sea of darkness, adjusting seamlessly to allow her further space, his head tilting into her fleeing touch even as it descends to his belt. "That a threat, a promise, or both?" he asks, voice pitched low, eyes near black in the low light of a few candles he's ignited since their arrival.
There's no complaint in the removal of his belt - quite the opposite in fact, his arousal one step closer to release providing her hands continue to do the gods' work down there.
He follows the spark of her desire like it's the only light in a sea of darkness, adjusting seamlessly to allow her further space, his head tilting into her fleeing touch even as it descends to his belt. "That a threat, a promise, or both?" he asks, voice pitched low, eyes near black in the low light of a few candles he's ignited since their arrival.
There's no complaint in the removal of his belt - quite the opposite in fact, his arousal one step closer to release providing her hands continue to do the gods' work down there.
full speed ahead
'til i'm dead in the fast lane
'til i'm dead in the fast lane
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
