JACK
Jack's eyes follow the trajectory of his hand where she guides it against her bare skin, the Captain's touch warm and calloused and deceivingly gentle as he blazes a trail against her side. Her mind opens like a honey trap, one he knows lesser men have drowned in, and he will never stop himself dancing along that same line despite knowing better, despite knowing all that he does. "Sounds like this Deepfrost has been a pretty bad one," he rumbles, eyebrows raising as she starts to drop his shirt with an air of dismissal.
"The least I can do is offer an apology for makin' you sit pretty all the way through it," he continues, shifting to rise to his feet from the desk, bringing their bodies almost flush against one another. "Maybe I can even warm you up in the process? Wouldn't wanna give the shipwrights more work'n they already have come Flowerbirth." Or any work at all if Jack has his way. Don't get him wrong, he's not arrogant enough to let The Ark rot rather than trust an expert, but equally, he's keen that they look at her boards instead of her boards. (Wink wonk).
"The least I can do is offer an apology for makin' you sit pretty all the way through it," he continues, shifting to rise to his feet from the desk, bringing their bodies almost flush against one another. "Maybe I can even warm you up in the process? Wouldn't wanna give the shipwrights more work'n they already have come Flowerbirth." Or any work at all if Jack has his way. Don't get him wrong, he's not arrogant enough to let The Ark rot rather than trust an expert, but equally, he's keen that they look at her boards instead of her boards. (Wink wonk).
no more than I was or than I want to be
when you fall on me like night, I wanna kill the lights
when you fall on me like night, I wanna kill the lights
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
