JACK
"An' I never will again, if I have my way." Metaphorically and literally, given the promise he'd just made about their impending return to more tropical waters. But as her voice pitches low with the soft dramatics of the imaginary scenario she's painting in her mind, and as her chin tilts up to pin him with her ocean blues, Jack has never felt more pleased to have to take ground rather than see it given up willingly. "Don't you think about shipwrights like that," he hisses, a devil's smile curling at the corner of his mouth.
His hands drag teasing lines of fire down her sides, slipping beneath the hem of her shirt as if to test all parts of her for chill and damp, to warm every inch of her flesh and see it mapped onto boards and rigging. "How hot do you want it?" he purrs, leaning in close to brush his lips against the corner of her mouth, the kiss a barely there breath that soon skips away to the space just beneath her ear.
His hands drag teasing lines of fire down her sides, slipping beneath the hem of her shirt as if to test all parts of her for chill and damp, to warm every inch of her flesh and see it mapped onto boards and rigging. "How hot do you want it?" he purrs, leaning in close to brush his lips against the corner of her mouth, the kiss a barely there breath that soon skips away to the space just beneath her ear.
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!
