JACK
There are those who believe that the captain is an infinitely selfish man - and they wouldn't be fucking wrong. But for this? Her pleasure is his pleasure, and so Maeve will find in Jack a surprisingly generous lover, worshipping at the altar of her cunt and sipping in a breath only when absolutely necessary. He can feel her need for it, the craving sparking fire in his blood that shudders up the back of his thighs, and he groans a note of encouragement through senses that are thoroughly overwhelmed.
She's almost there - he knows it and she does too - but he promised teasing, and although it almost hurts to stop, with a final suck against her clit Jack draws back, gazing down at Maeve through hooded eyes. And fuck if it isn't a beautiful sight, the captain giving her ass another squeeze before he's shifting up to cover her again, bracing an arm above her head.
He seals her mouth in a kiss that she might taste herself on his lips, and his free hand seeks out her own, pressing her palm against the rock hard swell of his arousal through his pants. He's sure she knows what she's doing to him already, but it's always nice to make sure. And even knowing the touch is coming doesn't stop the rumble of encouragement against her lips, Jack rocking his hips into the touch, straining for more.
She's almost there - he knows it and she does too - but he promised teasing, and although it almost hurts to stop, with a final suck against her clit Jack draws back, gazing down at Maeve through hooded eyes. And fuck if it isn't a beautiful sight, the captain giving her ass another squeeze before he's shifting up to cover her again, bracing an arm above her head.
He seals her mouth in a kiss that she might taste herself on his lips, and his free hand seeks out her own, pressing her palm against the rock hard swell of his arousal through his pants. He's sure she knows what she's doing to him already, but it's always nice to make sure. And even knowing the touch is coming doesn't stop the rumble of encouragement against her lips, Jack rocking his hips into the touch, straining for more.
you wanted perfect, you got your perfect
but now I'm too perfect for someone like you
but now I'm too perfect for someone like you
Jack being an Abandoned is common knowledge these days, however his Telepathy remains a well-kept secret:
Magic: Passive Telepathy | The user can read the surface thoughts and emotions of those within a 30ft radius. Control is excellent. Note: "Thoughts and emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
Type: Grey | Rank: Mastered
Also branded with a small star tattoo beneath his left eye.
