ext_251169 ([identity profile] captjacksparrow.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] stem_the_tide 2007-12-19 01:59 am (UTC)

"As I suspected," Jack all but hums to himself, quite devilishly pleased with that response.

He presses another open-mouthed kiss to Norrington's waist, right along the hip, where the bones curved down to make room for a pelvis. Then he sucks, hard, to leave a purpling-red blotch for a mark. His fingers pluck slowly at the fastenings to Norrington's breeches, avoiding as much contact as possible with the hardness beneath the fabric. More to annoy Norrington than out of any sense of hesitancy.

Jack's getting it in his head that it might be interesting to see how desperate Norrington becomes when pushed to the limits. He would have been curious the first time they attempted something like this, but he was a bit too eager himself to get results. Now, well -- he shifts slightly to relieve some of the uncomfortable tightness in his own breeches -- he might be able to wait a few more moments.

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