i want to taste you again
He's forgotten to lock the fucking door again. People don't just walk into the captain's cabin, as a rule, and especially when Jack is vulnerable unavailable, he usually makes sure it's not an option to begin with. Easier said than done when someone has apparently put his head in a vice and stabbed a knife through his right eye. Not literally, of course, but they may as well have for how the smuggler is feeling.
When Sunjata steps into the cabin it will indeed be dark, the large windows behind the ornate desk drawn shut. With his dragon's sight the Flood will undoubtedly see a glimmer of trinkets, stacks of books and bottles, papers and maps, netting and lace draped here and there. And from the bunk tucked in the corner, the captain of the Ark himself in nothing but his underwear, the blanket kicked off and his pale face buried in his pillow.
"Fuck," he says through a groan. "This was today? Fuck." No, he doesn't lift his head to greet the governor. "Take a seat anywhere, mate, since you just walked the fuck in."
When Sunjata steps into the cabin it will indeed be dark, the large windows behind the ornate desk drawn shut. With his dragon's sight the Flood will undoubtedly see a glimmer of trinkets, stacks of books and bottles, papers and maps, netting and lace draped here and there. And from the bunk tucked in the corner, the captain of the Ark himself in nothing but his underwear, the blanket kicked off and his pale face buried in his pillow.
"Fuck," he says through a groan. "This was today? Fuck." No, he doesn't lift his head to greet the governor. "Take a seat anywhere, mate, since you just walked the fuck in."
like a secret or a sin
JACK
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
