#jacksonbanner

(I had some cloud nine vibes in my back pocket, and then went a different way xD )

Your sounds were muffled in the soft ground, Jacksonbanner's hands roaming over you like something both indestructible and fragile. The heat from his hands sank into your skin, as you squirmed under him.

The soft kisses were full of passion and energy - just like most of Roger's crew. It hadn't taken much to get you here either. An idle comment that his hair looked like a cloud, running your fingers through it and being delighted that it was just as soft.

If Jackson's cloudy hair was soft and warm, then Skypiea's clouds should be soft and warm too. A quick glance around and a few words to Spencer, and the two of you broke off from the rest of the crew as they celebrated.

You found a secluded stretch of clouds, hands traveling over one another as clothes were shed with just enough care to remember where they fell before you dropped together into the clouds.

"Hair like clouds, lips like fire." You muse happily as those lips disappeared into your skin, soft and enveloping - not unlike the clouds that cradled your body as you held one another.