"I assumed that you were." But not a complete innocent, good. Jack looks down at her, studying her. Fierce eyes, proud features, color high in her cheeks...there's no issue of attraction, that's for certain. His vanity assumes she, despite her pride and whatever else fuels her, must find him physically appealing.
"And I'll assume that means you aren't about to faint when I take off my trousers."
With her pleasant form flush against his, already Jack's blood is rising. His other hand moves to rest against her side, her thin shift hardly a barrier between his skin and hers.
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Date: 2020-05-10 12:50 am (UTC)"And I'll assume that means you aren't about to faint when I take off my trousers."
With her pleasant form flush against his, already Jack's blood is rising. His other hand moves to rest against her side, her thin shift hardly a barrier between his skin and hers.