Can't believe you'd ever give up the chance to watch me literally set someone on fire until they die from it. I mean come on, it doesn't get any better than that!

[Nisha wins his approval in the form of Jack moving his face a way from her stomach to press it into her hand. He's gone from chasing the muscles in her stomach to going after her hand, clipping his teeth into her skin.

He shifts to try and fain access to his arms so he can go further, but is quickly reminded why she had been there in the first place. Pain shoots up his arm and gets him to tense in her lap. His fingers scrape through their pile and shift some items off of it entirely.]

Urgh--damn it.