I would fall from grace just to touch your face
Of course. Of course Jack would want his fake Ghost Whale tooth replaced because it was Jack and he simply loves to give her a hard fucking time. Maeve rolls her eyes at him, using the jagged edge to finish her carving as she huffs out a breath, "I'm sure you do." She mutters with a snort, turning her attention towards him and leaning forward until they're almost nose to nose. "Lucky for you I have something you might like instead."
And no, she's not talking about sex. Not this time, at least. Maeve grabs her discarded pack from behind him, leaning in enough to crowd his space before she's straightened up, digging through her pockets for the Molten Tiger tooth she collected a few days prior. She produces it after a couple of breaths, holding it out in her palm for him to inspect. "Will this do or do I need to go whale tooth hunting?"
And no, she's not talking about sex. Not this time, at least. Maeve grabs her discarded pack from behind him, leaning in enough to crowd his space before she's straightened up, digging through her pockets for the Molten Tiger tooth she collected a few days prior. She produces it after a couple of breaths, holding it out in her palm for him to inspect. "Will this do or do I need to go whale tooth hunting?"
Maeve
