[Training] twice, just to be sure

full speed ahead 'til I'm dead in the fast lane

Even the scream in his ear isn't enough to dissuade him at this point, because look at that, she's finally on board with the touch yourself elements of sex, and Jack can finally let himself relax. Of course, his version of relaxing involves letting his magic wrap all around Flora in the sort of embrace that his physical self finds repugnant, and with every thrust and press of his fingers he feels both of them crackling closer and closer to the edge.

The sound of his name on her lips is distant, and while the ego boost would likely be a very nice addition, his orgasm is so close that Jack can't find it in him to concentrate on it. When he does cum it's with a sense of near relief, because if that wasn't the most complicated and mentally taxing orgasm he's ever carved out he doesn't know what is, his back arching and bliss flaring out from behind his eyes.

For a couple of seconds after that it really is like being weightless, their entwined limbs feeling as though they might as well belong to the same person. Alas, it doesn't last for very long, and soon enough Jack is back to himself and it's just Flora atop him, pinning him to the couch.