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One day perhaps there will be more meat on Flora's bones (read: STR), but for now she's like moving a vaguely weighted pillow, especially with how pliable she is in Jack's arms. Heat and a bolt of ruby shoot through her to feel his hands against her skin, and gods if it doesn't feel empowering to be grabbed somewhere she knows absolutely meets the standards she holds herself too.
Perched astride him, Florar peers down between curtains of her hair. Revolving her hips slowly against him (her mind loosely equating it with the sea, and the Ark, as if mimicking the sea with which Jack is so familiar will somehow turn him on more), she raises an eyebrow as she takes up the position he'd been in before, with one arm braced behind his head to hold her aloft, but close. His words are like bolts of adrenaline that pierce her feet before ricocheting upwards. Gods it's so hot to hear someone talk like that, but...but she couldn't. Right? Not in front of him? Not...well, she couldn't do them both, so..
Trickling her other hand down between their bodies, though the back of her hand did inadvertently send shivers of anticipation coursing up her belly, her fingers were focused on fumbling open and off Jack's belt. "Look at me in the eyes and tell me I won't need two hands for you." Flora counters against his lips.
Perched astride him, Florar peers down between curtains of her hair. Revolving her hips slowly against him (her mind loosely equating it with the sea, and the Ark, as if mimicking the sea with which Jack is so familiar will somehow turn him on more), she raises an eyebrow as she takes up the position he'd been in before, with one arm braced behind his head to hold her aloft, but close. His words are like bolts of adrenaline that pierce her feet before ricocheting upwards. Gods it's so hot to hear someone talk like that, but...but she couldn't. Right? Not in front of him? Not...well, she couldn't do them both, so..
Trickling her other hand down between their bodies, though the back of her hand did inadvertently send shivers of anticipation coursing up her belly, her fingers were focused on fumbling open and off Jack's belt. "Look at me in the eyes and tell me I won't need two hands for you." Flora counters against his lips.
