your touch brought forth an incandescent glow, tarnished but so grand
Wondering if the captain meant to give her a shake or perhaps flick her nose for her sass, the feel of his finger pressed against her lips has a wide smile tugging at Flora's mouth; one that she resists if only to press an apologetic kiss against his finger. "As if you have to ask." She hums softly. Of course she didn't have a problem with it. Nothing could be farther from the truth, in fact.
Not even remotely tired, Flora shifted herself ever so slightly in order to let her fingertips starfish against Jack's skull as the other lightly rested against his shoulder. While her thoughts moments before had been lurid and easily aroused, not the Doubletake shifted her mind into the sort of place Jack might find some peace. Recalling the sunlit pathways and towering oaks of her childhood, Flora infused the Greatwood with the Arclight, adding the vastness of the ocean at an impossible proximity to the woods. "wooshshwooshshshshwhshhshs." She whispered under her breath as the landscape within her thoughts focused on the blue-green waves and how they constantly tumbled upon untouched sands. Even the motion of her fingers through Jack's hair reiterated their movement, all of which were tied directly to the slow beat of her own heart.
Not even remotely tired, Flora shifted herself ever so slightly in order to let her fingertips starfish against Jack's skull as the other lightly rested against his shoulder. While her thoughts moments before had been lurid and easily aroused, not the Doubletake shifted her mind into the sort of place Jack might find some peace. Recalling the sunlit pathways and towering oaks of her childhood, Flora infused the Greatwood with the Arclight, adding the vastness of the ocean at an impossible proximity to the woods. "wooshshwooshshshshwhshhshs." She whispered under her breath as the landscape within her thoughts focused on the blue-green waves and how they constantly tumbled upon untouched sands. Even the motion of her fingers through Jack's hair reiterated their movement, all of which were tied directly to the slow beat of her own heart.
