JACK
see me falling
yeah, down and lonely
yeah, down and lonely
It's like an old game for the Abandoned part of him, finding buttons and pressing them in turn to find out what pleasure he can evoke. And it's a game he always wins, because anything Sunjata feels and enjoys, Jack is along for the ride. That proves no different here, the captain humming a curse into the side of the governor's neck as their hips meet again, as the door protests the way they abuse it.
Luckily enough, Sunjata is already rectifying the situation, and Jack's fingers have knitted into the back of the other man's hair, his lips crashing against the Flood's all over again when the door opens and he's marched back into the room. Plans, diagrams, all elements of work get carelessly swept away to make room, and Jack wastes no time in shifting to perch on the desk. Legs hook around Sunjata's waist, dragging him closer, even as his back arches and his grip in the other man's locks grows gentle and pliant.
Luckily enough, Sunjata is already rectifying the situation, and Jack's fingers have knitted into the back of the other man's hair, his lips crashing against the Flood's all over again when the door opens and he's marched back into the room. Plans, diagrams, all elements of work get carelessly swept away to make room, and Jack wastes no time in shifting to perch on the desk. Legs hook around Sunjata's waist, dragging him closer, even as his back arches and his grip in the other man's locks grows gentle and pliant.
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!
