JACK
hellraiser
risk taker
risk taker
His head tilts back a fraction as she leans in, one leg braced against the bed at his side, the voluptuous line of her body overhead like a gathering storm. Jack's hands are no less possessive for his relatively submissive role in this, one sampling the ample curve of her hips while the other trails down between her breasts towards her navel - right up until she captures it and guides it somewhere altogether more interesting. "Wouldn't dream of it," he purrs, fingers sampling the slick, sweet heat of her and ghosting up against her clit, enough to tease, to encourage her to move against him.
Outside it would be far too easy to drift into the combined chaos of curious minds already tinged with arousal. But whether it's The Ark's command, the pleasure associated with his fixed attention on her, or the fact that her thoughts and feelings are swamping the rest of his magic, Jack complies. "You gonna make me beg you to ride me?" he wonders; whether that's her sinking down onto his cock or onto his waiting mouth is up to her.
Outside it would be far too easy to drift into the combined chaos of curious minds already tinged with arousal. But whether it's The Ark's command, the pleasure associated with his fixed attention on her, or the fact that her thoughts and feelings are swamping the rest of his magic, Jack complies. "You gonna make me beg you to ride me?" he wonders; whether that's her sinking down onto his cock or onto his waiting mouth is up to her.
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!
