JACK
see me falling
yeah, down and lonely
yeah, down and lonely
Feeling pleasure ignite up the back of his spine that has more to do with what's going on in Flora's head than in his pants, Jack growls a possessive note against her kiss and feels his fingers flinch against her hips. It's all hurried, rushed - lacklustre for some, passionate for others depending on how hard you want that itch scratched - and either way, as she settles atop him, he's more than content to let her take the lead on her own pleasure this time around.
"You could," he agrees, nipping against her lower lip and letting one hand snake around to tease at her breasts. "Better than any queen - you'd be Torchline's goddess." And a bit of sacrilege is just fine when Torchline's actual goddess isn't around to hear it, right?
"You could," he agrees, nipping against her lower lip and letting one hand snake around to tease at her breasts. "Better than any queen - you'd be Torchline's goddess." And a bit of sacrilege is just fine when Torchline's actual goddess isn't around to hear it, right?
are the angels on their way?
i’m in the dirt
i’m in the dirt
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
