fuck around and find out

JACK

"Oh?" Jack smirks. "Next time I'll point 'em out to you, see if you can't entice 'em to be a little more bold," he says, before his voice lowers a fraction, blue eyes made a touch darker by the low light and the suggestion of violence in his expression. "I'd hate to ruin Stormbreak's first impression of me by breakin' someone's fingers, but for you I'm not sure I'd be able to help myself."

Easily corralled forward by her fingers, the captain unknots the overshirt from around his waist, tossing it back towards the bed, though he's not overly bothered where it lands. Her remark is enough all by itself to have heat coiling low in his belly without the wandering pressure of her hands, and though he longs to tear through the lace stretched so tightly over the peaks of her breasts, he has a feeling it won't be quite as well received when they have to leave the room.

So instead, as if in response to Flora's desires, his eyes rake over her every curve splayed and pressed against the couch, from the grace of her long legs to the sweep of her hair as her head tilts back to press against his thighs. "Looks as though you already know yourself enough not to need experimentation," he says, which works just fine for Jack.

The Doubletake's little bet is enough to spark both challenge and intrigue in the captain's eyes, Jack tilting his head down at her. "Without touching any part of you with any part of me?" he asks. "And what about you? Do I need to go and buckle myself to the bed again?" he wonders, grinning.

you wanted perfect, you got your perfect
but now I'm too perfect for someone like you

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!

flora

His words sent little shivers down her spine, and regardless of how unhealthy it was, god but it turned Flora on to no end. "Guess we'll have to come back, then." It wasn't as though Stormbreak was so far away that the pair would ever properly go unnoticed, but certainly there was something to be said for the fraction of anonymity afforded to them in virtue of being in a new city.

"Well, as far as sex dungeons are concerned." Flora says with a mild shrug; the fact that her breasts push together with the motion is no coincidence, either. "I still think I'd kind of like to actually fuck you one day, and...I wouldn't mind seeing what it's like to see you with someone else, either.." She admits, and though her voice has a shy quality to it, her thoughts are as brazen as can be.

Letting her hands roam up the front of Jack's thighs until her fingers can hook beneath the lip of his pants, Flora bites at her bottom lip in an utter pantomime of the sorts of photos she's sure line many a dirty magazine. "I can touch you, but you can't touch me." She clarifies, arching her back off of the couch as her legs twist together. "Why? Worried you'll cheat?" She purrs teasingly as her fingers work at the buckle of his belt.

i scream for whatever it's worth
"i love you" ain't that the worst thing you've ever heard?

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!

JACK

"I guess so. And there are other places, if you ever feel like a long haul flight," Jack suggests with a small shrug. The Hollowed Grounds is an option, though he'd likely need to prepare The Ark further before heading to Halo's frozen climes. For now, though, Stormbreak is large enough that he feels fairly good about their chances at winding up the general population.

"Oh?" The captain's admission is positively wicked to hear those naughty little specifics spill from Flora's lips, his eyes glittering as he teases at those thoughts in more detail. "I'm sure we could arrange that, though I reckon you'll wear yourself out before you can properly fuck me," he says, and whether he's being truthful or just yanking Flora's chain is entirely up to interpretation. "How'd you like to see me with someone else?" he continues, voice a touch quieter, as if they are discussing something truly taboo. "Would it be a man, a woman? Someone in between? Do you want to see me fuck them, or see me bite a pillow?"

All the while her hands have roamed up to unbuckle his belt, a feat made slightly more difficult by the obvious tenting in the front of his pants. "I'm an upstanding citizen, Flora," he croons, lying through his teeth. "I never cheat. Though there's somethin' to be said for makin' sure of it."

you wanted perfect, you got your perfect
but now I'm too perfect for someone like you

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!

flora

"If that's your way of saying I need to exercise, you're going to regret it." Flora sasses back, though if anything it does have her wondering what sorts of exercises she might add to her daily routine if only to make sure that she's in a position to decidedly prove him wrong when the time comes.

Lifting her legs and twisting herself to the side in order to sit up, Flora peers up at the captain through hooded lashes as she considers. In her mind, she pictures her hands touching someone else and theirs touching her in return—the bodies flipping between a man and a woman of wildly different builds like flipping through a magazine—and while she does think it'd be a little bit hot to see someone manhandling Jack, she'd actually much prefer to see him in a position of control. "A woman, I think." She answers, rising from the couch and shimmying casually out of her overalls revealing a pair of underwear that perfectly match her bralette. "Maybe I could fuck her, too."

Glancing at the captain over one shoulder as the ring on her finger pulses with heat, Flora grins as she wanders toward where the plethora of handcuffs the room had to offer were kept. Selecting a pair made out of leather rather than metal if only because she did expect the captain to strain somewhat and she thought the bite of the harder material would put a damper on things, Flora held them up for his approval, raising a brow.

i scream for whatever it's worth
"i love you" ain't that the worst thing you've ever heard?

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!

JACK

"You exercise plenty, love. We both make sure of that," Jack drawls, tracking her as she abandons his pants to sit herself up instead. "It's just a different kind of exercise, when you're doin' the work." Which, if Flora's thoughts have anything to say about it, she'll be finding out sooner rather than later.

Stepping back from the couch to watch the Doubletake rise to her feet, Jack draws his own shirt over his head as if to make the most of having free movement while it lasts. "Maybe you could," he considers, teasing through the ribbons of scarlet that begin to heat her thoughts, her decisions and ideas. "Maybe you could fuck me while I fuck her." The possibilities aren't endless, exactly, but they're certainly more than sitting and watching.

Ensuring that he's in Flora's way just enough that she has to sidle past him to get to the handcuffs and restraints, the captain bobs his eyebrows in approval and offers out one wrist for her to buckle him up. With the other hand, he gestures around them as if to ask where and how she wants him; with his hands bound behind his back, perhaps? Or with the chain of the cuffs hooked over one of the helpful structures bolted into the wall?

you wanted perfect, you got your perfect
but now I'm too perfect for someone like you

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!

flora

"Maybe." Flora agrees sounding suddenly ravenous, her thoughts whirling so fast that even she found it hard to keep up with them: first, her fingertips dug into the soft skin of another woman's hips the way Jack's had done to her so many times, as the captain stood nearby, his cock devoured by her mouth. Then she imagined her body contoured around Jack's, each of her thrusts sending his cock further into the body of their third before the captain was suddenly on his back with Flora holding his legs on her shoulders, his mouth between the thighs of their counterpart. Shivering and very nearly demanding that they go and find such a third now, Flora forces her thoughts to slow, knowing that there was no need to be hasty. "Would you want her to be a professional? Or...someone else?" She could see the merits in having someone who knew what they were doing, but for a man like Jack, no doubt fucking someone who thought of threesomes as still being vanilla, things might not be quite as exciting as if they picked someone off the street.

Heat courses through Flora's body as she steps near to him, and though her chin is raised as if she's in complete control of things, the aching pulse between her thighs very much says otherwise. Moving to stand behind Jack in order to bind his hands behind his back, Flora teases the captain's newly restrained fingers by pressing her hips softly forward against them that the lace of her underwear might whisper against his knuckles before stepping back and out of his reach. Slipping back into his field of vision, Flora removes her bralett in a practiced gesture, tossing it onto the bed before sweeping her fingertips down her waist and toward her hips. Rather than stripping entirely, instead, she reaches for Jack's pants, apparently wanting to finish what she'd started before continuing on. With her body arched forward just enough for her nipples to press against the captain's chest as her fingers unfastened the buttons of his pants, she pushed them down carefully in order to release his erection. Swaying her hips back and forth slightly, wanting to tease the head of his cock against the lace of her underwear as she did with his fingers, Flora rises onto her toes, aiming to graze her teeth against Jack's lower lip.

"I'd say I'm already ahead, wouldn't you?" She whispers mercilessly as her fingers grasp the base of his cock and squeeze.

i scream for whatever it's worth
"i love you" ain't that the worst thing you've ever heard?

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!

JACK

The heat in Flora's eyes is already reflecting in the captain's own; they'd spoken previously about the ways he's able to enjoy others' fantasies, and however the Doubletake feels about him sampling the thoughts of those around him, there's very little doubt that Jack's focus is currently front and centre. "Someone else?" he echoes. "You got a friend you want to fuck?" It's a joke, though if that's truly what Flora wants, he could easily envision such a thing - such a person, he ought to say - writhing between them.

More obedient for Flora as she binds his wrists than she's likely ever seen him, it doesn't prevent Jack from devouring her with his eyes at every opportunity. From peering over his shoulder at her and leaning back as best he's able against the brush of lace on his fingers, to watching with dark intensity as she frees her breasts from the delicate fabric, at the very least he's able to give her what she asked for initially - to have his eyes on her and her alone, whatever else the room might offer.

With a soft huff of relief as his arousal finally springs free from the tight confines of his pants, before the captain can summon any silver to his tongue, Flora is swarming towards him, not enough and far too much all at once. Gasping out a laugh and tilting his chin up defiantly, even as she squeezes the base of his cock, Jack raises his eyebrows down at her. "If this is losing, I'd say it could be worse," he drawls - and out of nowhere, the tiniest crackle and spark of electricity will dance along Flora's inner thighs and up the length of her spine.

"I didn't touch you," Jack whispers, his expression wicked and begging for her to object.

you wanted perfect, you got your perfect
but now I'm too perfect for someone like you

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!

flora

Laughing coyly at that, had Jack not been a mind reader she might have tried to imply that yes, she did have someone in mind. Alas, the queen can only shrug and shake her head. "What if we picked someone together?" No doubt they wouldn't have any trouble of it, not with Jack's talents to make sure they weren't barking up the wrong tree. Besides, it was probably better in the long run that Flora's first threesome was with someone she didn't know just in case things went horribly wrong. No one held a grudge quite like the Doubletake, after all.

The skin around Flora's nose wrinkles for a moment as her teeth click around nothing at all, and the frustrated delight the coats her thoughts might as well have been gasoline to the fire about to be lit. You'll want to be careful with that, though, Jack; the lick of lightning against her skin has Flora's fingers squeezing the captain's cock a good deal harder as her mind tries to make sense of whether or not she'd enjoyed the spark of electricity against her skin. The bite of it had been followed by the strangest sensory shift, that the Doubletake found she couldn't even really describe the feeling of with any word other than static; even that wasn't good enough for the marbled sweet-pain that had followed. Huffing out a breath and releasing his cock, the queen tuts under her breath. "No, you didn't." She admits before stepping slowly out of her underwear. "I'll still win, though." Reaching for the handcuffs in order to drag Jack back toward the couch where he'd been before, Flora turns away from him and though she can't see his gaze, she imagines all the places it might linger while her back was turned.

Draping herself back over the couch, the queen lets one of her hands slowly wander down the length of her stomach before disappearing between her thighs. Sliding a single finger inside of herself, Flora shivers at the sensation before letting her finger rise to ghost over her clit if only to give the captain an idea of where she stood in terms of finishing. Tilting her head back the queen stretches out her hands to shift Jack back somewhat in order to give her room to maneuver, before guiding his cock into her waiting mouth.

i scream for whatever it's worth
"i love you" ain't that the worst thing you've ever heard?

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!

JACK

Well isn't that a lovely little relationship building exercise? Were Flora not standing before him, all pert, bare breasts and with her hand wrapped around his hard cock, Jack might have mistaken her for feeling sentimental. "Best of both worlds," he purrs his agreement. "Sounds fair to me." At that moment, however, he's sending static shivering along her body and the flinch of her fingers around him is enough to draw a rough groan from his throat, the captain not having anticipated that sort of a reaction.

Left shivering out a sigh, his cock twitching impatiently in her grip, Jack has no choice but to let that touch fall away, guided back towards the couch as if it's his first time in a place like this. Still, as Flora sashays away in front of him, of course his gaze drips down every exposed part of her, tongue running along his teeth as if wondering what he might be able to do should he 'accidentally' freeze or electrocute the handcuffs away.

Standing before her as he had been previously, now at least Jack can fully appreciate the way the couch lifts and supports every delicious curve of the Doubletake's body, his blue eyes searing their way down her front to the fingers slipping between her thighs. "We'll see," he purrs, watching her every movement like she's doing something reverent, his expression melting into thoughtful consideration, as if Flora might be the subject of worship.

Then, of course, she's manoeuvring him in such a way that allows him to watch his cock disappear into her waiting mouth; and perhaps it's his part of the game that has the captain being so vocal this afternoon, but he lets her know in no uncertain terms that the silk of her tongue is the precisely what he's been hoping for. "You always take me so well," he moans, resisting - just - the urge to rock his hips forward. "Fuck, I want more of you."

you wanted perfect, you got your perfect
but now I'm too perfect for someone like you

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!

flora

Listen, in Flora's mind, if she hadn't positioned the captain precisely where she wanted him, given the impudent way he'd evaded the snapping of her teeth, she was fairly certain he'd have done everything in his power to stay out of her reach just to prove a point.

Jack's praise has Flora more than willing to stifle whatever gag reflex was trying to hinder her efforts, and though he still wasn't touching her, he'd managed to coax to life lines of fire that seared their way from between her thighs and up into her belly. Humming her own approval against his cock—insert that micropenis joke here—Flora uses the couch to her advantage by having it support the back of her neck as she tilted her chin even higher, the angle allowing her to take in even more of him than she'd otherwise be able to accomplish.

Amidst the swirling of her tongue against his cock, Flora tries to increase the difficulty for the captain by imagining his body blanketing her own, the shape of the couch allowing him to pick a punishing pace that allowed his cock to sink just as deeply into her as it currently was allowing her to do to him. She imagines one of his hands pressing against her throat, her head forced into the swell of the couch, not bound there by any physical means, but captured because of the shape and the body over hers pinning her to it.

i scream for whatever it's worth
"i love you" ain't that the worst thing you've ever heard?

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!

JACK

The lines of fire that he manages to ignite between Flora's thighs are ones that the captain is more than eager to chase and to fan, Jack humming his approval as the Doubletake adjusts herself just so, taking more of him into her hot and waiting mouth. "Fuck, just like that," he rumbles, hooded eyes watching every flick of her tongue and movement of her fingers. "Touch yourself," he all but demands, the muscles in his forearms and biceps straining with the effort he's placing on the restraints keeping his wrists bound.

"Touch yourself the way I'd touch you," he continues in a rough whisper, a hint of colour rising into his cheeks, and it's not just because he's fully invested in the game they're now playing with one another. "Just remember, if I cum first, you'll have to wait longer for me to fuck you the way you're imagining. And I'm going to fuck you like that." It sounds as much like a threat as a dark promise, Jack having to drag his gaze away from her just for a moment to keep his mind from running away with itself, but his gaze soon finds its way back.

you wanted perfect, you got your perfect
but now I'm too perfect for someone like you

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!

flora

"—nnnn—" Pressing her tongue against his cock as if to cage it against her lips, Flora moans softly around him as his words send goosebumps flooding out across her skin. No doubt plucked from the needs of her own thoughts as much as his own, Jack's command is well-timed as the throbbing heat between her thighs becomes almost impossible to ignore. Using her free hand, Flora lets her fingertips press against her neck, wrapping suggestively around her throat before descending lower to capture her breast. Squeezing as she takes the captain's cock all the way into her mouth again, her fingers pinch around her nipple as her lips press around the base of him. Having to force the air through her nose as her hand lowers, her fingers make their hasty descent between her legs where it feels as if Jack's water magic has been at work.

The threat has Flora's grasp of the captain's cock slacking for just a second as she considers, though trying to think through the maroon haze of her thoughts feels almost impossible. No small part of her is still keen to gag herself on Jack's cock as she'd been doing, to delight in the feel of his eyes on her and to continue to drag out more sounds made rough by arousal. The words he could fake, the tightness in his voice less so, and she wasn't in a hurry to give up that control. Still, the thought of him overtop of her, of filling her the way she knew he could, had her trembling with desire, no more so than as her fingers pressed themselves inside of her once again.

Pressing back against the base of his cock and turning her head to the side so that the moan that forced its way passed her lips wouldn't have her choking on him, Flora twisted and writhed on the couch as her fingers worked themselves over her clit. "Fuck I want you," she panted, back arching all the way off the couch with the sudden strength of her need, before her lips were once again around his cock, her hand releasing the base of him in order to grasp at the back of his thigh, encouraging his hips to thrust forward.

i scream for whatever it's worth
"i love you" ain't that the worst thing you've ever heard?

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!

JACK

"Good girl." Jack has clearly been waiting to give her that sort of praise again, his voice little more than a growl as he tracks the way her hands drag across her body, squeezing and pinching and plunging between her legs, his breath stuttering at the combined pleasure of her mouth on him and her thoughts vibrating through his magic. "Your fingers are good, but I promise I'd be better," he grates out, and her lips leave him for just long enough for him to consider it maddening, his hands clenching into fists behind his back.

"How bad?" he wonders, watching her back bow and arch off the couch. "How bad do you want me?" Of course, whatever her reply might be will have to wait, because in the next moment her mouth is on him again, the captain's hips thrusting forward with very little coaxing, dragging a rough gasp from his throat. "Fuck, Flora--" he moans, and for a second there's only the feel of her hands and tongue and the self-satisfied ribbon of thought that runs parallel to her arousal.

In that moment, Jack considers that perhaps she will win this game of theirs.

you wanted perfect, you got your perfect
but now I'm too perfect for someone like you

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!

flora

Jack will feel the pounding of Flora's heart in the way it shakes any semblance of coherent thought the second her mind tries to form one. There's nothing but the hardness of him against her tongue and the wildfire of heat between her legs, the two separated by skin screaming out to be touched.

The roar of heat that engulfs her thoughts and has the muscles of her stomach clenching so tightly as to have her body trembling with the effort will have to serve as answer enough. She wants to stop, wants to peel her hand from between her thighs and let her heartbeat fall back to a more sustainable pace just for Jack to rile her back up, but gods, she also doesn't. Of course he's better than her hands but the rough knife's edge of his voice has stolen away her ability to think clearly, and—good girl—she's so wet and he's so hard there's no part of her that's remotely capable of denying herself this pleasure right now despite the promise of something better later.

I want you, Flora thinks desperately, the thought a lone ghost of coherence amidst the hurricane crashing through her mind. Her hand against the back of his thigh is suddenly claw-shaped against him, encouraging the motion of his hips forward as the angle of her neck against the couch makes it all too easy for his cock to glide over her tongue and against her throat. Fuck, Jack— Her fingers move faster, tracing his name against her clit as her tongue begs and pleads for more of him.

i scream for whatever it's worth
"i love you" ain't that the worst thing you've ever heard?

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!