zephyr
You do not expect her to reach out and touch your face, but you accept it with an eyebrow raised, somewhat amused by her brazenness. And when she turns away you absolutely do take a moment to enjoy the view, feeling a familiar stirring in your loins. Rarely does a scantily-clad ass shove itself in your face so wantonly, and if that isn't a sight to appreciate, well, you aren't sure what is.
But first, business. Tearing your attention away from her curves you subtly adjust yourself before pushing out of your chair. "Didn't." Leaning against the table beside her, you flick your chin at the map. "Beauty, ain't it? Only perfect map'a the Fingers there is. Or it was, until Apopo decided to blow its damn top." Your unhappiness with this turn of events is evident in your rumbling voice, and the way your furrow your brows.
"Gonna need't make a new'un soon, an' Jack says yer decent at navigatin'." Which is essentially singing her praises, coming from the captain.
But first, business. Tearing your attention away from her curves you subtly adjust yourself before pushing out of your chair. "Didn't." Leaning against the table beside her, you flick your chin at the map. "Beauty, ain't it? Only perfect map'a the Fingers there is. Or it was, until Apopo decided to blow its damn top." Your unhappiness with this turn of events is evident in your rumbling voice, and the way your furrow your brows.
"Gonna need't make a new'un soon, an' Jack says yer decent at navigatin'." Which is essentially singing her praises, coming from the captain.
I was born here and I'll die here against my will
I know it looks like I'm movin' but I'm standin' still
I know it looks like I'm movin' but I'm standin' still
