Stroking, tenderly, as if trying to tempt such a delicate closed flower open, careful not to damage its petals as his finger did smoothly touch the concealed fissure.
Vincent would take his time, to prep his old Master. Fortunately for Jack, there did so happen to be, a small vial of potion, half used from the night before, lost just near where Vincent's foot happened to be, tangled under the sheets. Rolling the small glass container towards his hand, popping the cork free and drizzling the fluid over the small of Jack's back.. he didn't care if it stung as it leaked into some of the scissor lacerations.
Smoothing the essence down between the crease of Jack's rump.
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Date: 2011-03-13 02:40 am (UTC)Vincent would take his time, to prep his old Master. Fortunately for Jack, there did so happen to be, a small vial of potion, half used from the night before, lost just near where Vincent's foot happened to be, tangled under the sheets. Rolling the small glass container towards his hand, popping the cork free and drizzling the fluid over the small of Jack's back.. he didn't care if it stung as it leaked into some of the scissor lacerations.
Smoothing the essence down between the crease of Jack's rump.