i want to taste you again
Unsure what he's waiting for on the heels of his agreement, Jack finds his hand suddenly empty and so reaches for a little more bread and cheese instead, propping his other leg up on the edge of his desk to allow the thick seep of saltwater to wash beneath it. It freezes and cracks under the influence of his magic almost immediately, and though the continued use leaves him a bit dizzy, it doesn't stop the Captain from rising to his feet to get rid of the shards.
"You should stop sayin' things that make glasses break, then," he snarks back, smirking and gathering the pieces together so he can empty them out of one of the windows. Only when he's satisfied that he won't end the day with cuts on his feet alongside everything else does he approach the desk enough to scoot the chair back beneath it, neat as you like.
"That's my cue to pass out, I think," he says, though he stops beside her chair before crossing the cabin to his bunk. The kiss he presses to her fiery crown is a quick thing, though its brevity doesn't take away from its sweetness, and with a caress of cool fingers to the back of her neck, Jack goes on his way.
"You should stop sayin' things that make glasses break, then," he snarks back, smirking and gathering the pieces together so he can empty them out of one of the windows. Only when he's satisfied that he won't end the day with cuts on his feet alongside everything else does he approach the desk enough to scoot the chair back beneath it, neat as you like.
"That's my cue to pass out, I think," he says, though he stops beside her chair before crossing the cabin to his bunk. The kiss he presses to her fiery crown is a quick thing, though its brevity doesn't take away from its sweetness, and with a caress of cool fingers to the back of her neck, Jack goes on his way.
like a secret or a sin
JACK
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
