choking on the things I won't say

JACK

see me falling
yeah, down and lonely

Too busy drowning in thoughts and feelings, taking cues and reacting accordingly, it's admittedly a bit of a surprise when huge bastard wings make an appearance, and Jack hitches in a breath at the thrum of their weight against the desk. "The fuck--" He just about manages to get the words out when Sunjata is leaning in with his teeth against his neck, just beneath his ear. The captain gasps in a breath, knowing what it means, and his legs tighten around the Flood's waist, momentarily halting the progression of his hands.

Then he simply melts around Sunjata, one arm snaking around his shoulders while the other splays feather light fingers over the membrane of one wing. A soft moan leaves his lips, one that makes no sense given the captain's personality, and that's precisely the point. Blue eyes open a little, glazed with lust, abandoned in the other man's sensations of it all whilst simultaneously trying to take it all in. His hips shift a bit to let the Flood rid him of his pants, and it's no surprise at all that Jack is already hard, though he leaves his hands draped all over Sunjata.

are the angels on their way?
i’m in the dirt