[ Rightfully cautious would be more accurate, but Jack takes no prisoners. He revs the engine so it roars, grins at Nil with his bright bright eyes, dead inside like beautiful jewels. Holds out one broadpalmed hand. This is probably a little like what the devil looks like when asking sweetly for your soul.
The trade is, of course, the way a motorcycle feels like sheer power between the thighs. The way he'll let Nil wrap arms around his shoulders, press up close. ]
C'moooon. We'll just go for a lil spin first, getcha comfortable.
[ No sweet jumps and probably no killing shit, not right away. ]
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[ Rightfully cautious would be more accurate, but Jack takes no prisoners. He revs the engine so it roars, grins at Nil with his bright bright eyes, dead inside like beautiful jewels. Holds out one broadpalmed hand. This is probably a little like what the devil looks like when asking sweetly for your soul.
The trade is, of course, the way a motorcycle feels like sheer power between the thighs. The way he'll let Nil wrap arms around his shoulders, press up close. ]
C'moooon. We'll just go for a lil spin first, getcha comfortable.
[ No sweet jumps and probably no killing shit, not right away. ]