That... is not what Jack is expecting. His back against the wall and Norrington attempting to seduce him for an answer. Jack tries to fight the slight shudder running through his body at the finger skating along his collarbone. The warm breath in his ear. It's all so tantalising.
He should have gone into politics years ago if this was the type of bargaining to be had.
Jack hums in the back of his throat at the deliberate pause, hands at his sides flexing under the urge to wrap them around Norrington. Keep him there. Make him back up this teasing. But of course he won't, Jack realises. This isn't an offer; this is just a bribe. Well, he does like bribes. Giving into the want, Jack slides an arm around Norrington's waist, fingers pattering a broken rhythm in the small of his back.
"Just looking out for you," he replies sotto voice, pressing his cheek against Norrington's and nuzzling with his beard. "Have other places for you than down on your knees on deck. Other more private places, least." And then, yes, because he's wanted to do this all the more. "James."
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He should have gone into politics years ago if this was the type of bargaining to be had.
Jack hums in the back of his throat at the deliberate pause, hands at his sides flexing under the urge to wrap them around Norrington. Keep him there. Make him back up this teasing. But of course he won't, Jack realises. This isn't an offer; this is just a bribe. Well, he does like bribes. Giving into the want, Jack slides an arm around Norrington's waist, fingers pattering a broken rhythm in the small of his back.
"Just looking out for you," he replies sotto voice, pressing his cheek against Norrington's and nuzzling with his beard. "Have other places for you than down on your knees on deck. Other more private places, least." And then, yes, because he's wanted to do this all the more. "James."