Safrin
"MMm, yes you do have a ship." Safrin agrees, sounding like she might be speaking to a small child who is babbling on about a toy they have. Her other hand slides into his hair now, directing his blue gaze up at her as if she might at any moment reassert his blubbering between her thighs given the serendipitous placement of his head just now.
"And yes, you should have." The goddess murmurs over her shoulder in Maeve's direction, even as her thoughts continue to explode galaxies into rose petals for Jack's benefit.
"But as for ships...can you safrin's head tilted back, the veins of her neck standing out like carved marble as she moans with pleasure enough to startle stars into being bring me waves black as the densest patches of sky roar and crash with victory and triumph five things hands covered in blood, so dark it appears black and feels like oil slicked between Jack's thighs that don't normally red lips parted in ascream laugh cry of please fly?"
Smiling, Safrin gives one of Jack's cheeks a sharp pat with her palm. "Are you paying attention, Jack?"
"And yes, you should have." The goddess murmurs over her shoulder in Maeve's direction, even as her thoughts continue to explode galaxies into rose petals for Jack's benefit.
"But as for ships...can you safrin's head tilted back, the veins of her neck standing out like carved marble as she moans with pleasure enough to startle stars into being bring me waves black as the densest patches of sky roar and crash with victory and triumph five things hands covered in blood, so dark it appears black and feels like oil slicked between Jack's thighs that don't normally red lips parted in a
Smiling, Safrin gives one of Jack's cheeks a sharp pat with her palm. "Are you paying attention, Jack?"
