"I'm right behind you, sweetie~" Killian said as they went into the cabin together and closed the door behind them. The gift tea set was set on the table out of the way so he could pull Jefferson into a deep and passionate kiss. He wasn't any poet or writer, be expressed his love physically and he was showing it all to the man he now embraced.
Jefferson was a man of words, and frivolities. He was a gentleman. He follows his lover into the cabin. He pressed his lips against the other and kissed him. Pulling him towards the bed, he looked up at the Captain. "You know, I find you addictive...a bit like sweet that I cant stop eating or a drink that tastes too good to stop..."













