See now I'm gonna have my mind wandering about your mind wandering during the trials. All of my excellent insight lost because of my hot gf... But in this case it can pass. And because when you sweet talk me about making me cry, what else am I gonna do?
[ ugh... he's so weak for nisha. this isn't actually conveyed in his texts, but she can still probably imagine his stupid happy smile anyways. ]
Right where it should be. Could see about sending you a pic... 🍆🍆
But you'll probably have to use nerd shit to send one back. :)
I mean forget em right? My guys are chill but between getting off or finding a suspect.... I'm going to take the pleasure over their pain. They don't deserve it like you.
...
Oh Jesus Christ. Talk about your dick not terrible space fruit. Or whatever.
Just imagine I'm nice, wet, and my grip is as firm as ever. Wish you were here, handsome.
the space fruit is hilarious? I would just text you a dick emoji but apparently that's inappropriate or something
speaking of
[ Nisha is absolutely getting two pictures right after because this is zero surprise at all, honestly. One is a mirror selfie roughly like so because Nisha needs to see his full, hot bod. Because it's honestly gotten a little more trim with how he's actually had a lot of time to go to the gym on the ship. Though as a minus, he does have a robot hand that doesn't even do anything fun (at first glance).
The second is a dick pic. Naturally. Because you can definitely see a boner in pic number one, so this is also zero surprise.
This is it, Nisha, this is the man you choose to sleep with. ]
Swipes to right. Or left. Maybe both. Because holy shit that is definitely what she needed. There's absolutely no eye candy here except for two guys but they're dead.
So that sucks.
Not that Nisha's looking too hard even as a grieving sheriff. ]
Oh, nice. You're either holding your dick weird to make it look bigger or maybe.... I just missed it. Who knows.
How many times have you touched yourself since you got there? Gotta tell you... between the public killings and missing you - I got my total in double digits.
[ This is the most romantic Nisha has been in so long, so Jack is definitely having dokis. ]
To be honest, babe? Enough to be feeling like I'm a friggin teenager again or something.
[ and... make bad choices, but he's not going to bring that up in sexts. He has to tell Nisha that in person. But also, talking to Nisha again is not helping with his first problem here, so he just ends up going with it. ]
It's not like hearing your beautiful voice, but. At least seeing your beautiful texts is enough for me to be touching myself riiiiight now. Hope it's mutual. If it is... Just pretend those are my fingers working you over, Nish. Just the way you like it, cause the only person that knows that better than you is me. I would say close your eyes, but that might make it hard for you to text me back.
[ I mean? When you're repressed both because you were kidnapped and your boyfriend was dead... chicks get thirsty. She won't question it - not when she's going to definitely undo her jeans and get herself uncomfortable with a hand against herself. There's a shiver of excitement as she becomes an expert at texting with one hand.
Save the regretful admittances later because Nisha refuses to ruin this - even if it will be met with a "how big was his dick?" ]
heh. You're really going for it. Only time I hear you doing the romantic shtick is when you're really worked up. Play with your slit like I do. I know you're probably already leaking with pre-come.
[ Theres the Nisha he knows - commanding. ]
Oh, I am. Got me wet enough, I guess. I mean, fingers are nice but - dick is better. There's going to be no foreplay when I get my hands on you. Okay maybe some assplay, but no promises.
[ Nisha isn't the only one, since as soon as he sees that "heh," he's definitely moving to hold his phone one handed. This is pretty clear, since his texts are definitely taking longer to get there and also just getting lazier in terms of how he's typing them.
But he's also following directions because he is pussywhipped. It's very predictable tbh ]
And if I was? That be a good thing or a bad thing
[ Since... She's probably not wrong. Nisha also isn't the only one that's thirsty. ]
Sounds fair enough. I'll make sure you cant sit down without a reminder of new bruises. I'm feeling like I can beat my personal best for how many times I can make you cum for me. That sound like a good apology for dying and leaving you without your fav dick?
[ And there definitely goes her main hand. Rubbing herself off was definitely the main focus, glad they were in sync in that regard. ]
it's a start. think you can still do that whole marathon sex thing? we have gotten older ;)
[ Older and sexier, tbh. ]
bruise for bruise, baby. just like old time. only if i can return the favor on your ass. pretty sure if i ask these robots, i can get a nice toy for your triumphant arrival.
Old but not that old sugar. I've still got more than enough energy for what's important
[ and sex is super important tbh ]
Hell dunno about your ship but ours is dick crazy. You could print us something special. Or I guess I could but considering I'm already set in that dept seeing you get creative would be more fun
[ There's a pause, since Jack definitely takes his time to enjoy that thought of Nisha actually taking the time to make something custom for their marathon sex reunion. ]
Buuut you could always describe what you want and I can make a pretty good effort I bet [ this is definitely just a transparent attempt to get her to elaborate on that nice mental image he's working on though ]
an asshole literally tried to print a sniper rifle off of it and jammed it and it wasn't even a good rifle it was like a fuckin maliwan who MAKES A MALIWAN - you know what nevermind
[ Back to rubbing? ]
anyways. we could always play sexy it nerd and you can get your ass over here and fix this. bend over nice and low... plug some wires in, print a nice fat cock for both of us to play with. heh. you'd like that, right? being all objectified.
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[ ugh... he's so weak for nisha. this isn't actually conveyed in his texts, but she can still probably imagine his stupid happy smile anyways. ]
Right where it should be. Could see about sending you a pic... 🍆🍆
But you'll probably have to use nerd shit to send one back. :)
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...
Oh Jesus Christ. Talk about your dick not terrible space fruit. Or whatever.
Just imagine I'm nice, wet, and my grip is as firm as ever. Wish you were here, handsome.
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speaking of
[ Nisha is absolutely getting two pictures right after because this is zero surprise at all, honestly. One is a mirror selfie roughly like so because Nisha needs to see his full, hot bod. Because it's honestly gotten a little more trim with how he's actually had a lot of time to go to the gym on the ship. Though as a minus, he does have a robot hand that doesn't even do anything fun (at first glance).
The second is a dick pic. Naturally. Because you can definitely see a boner in pic number one, so this is also zero surprise.
This is it, Nisha, this is the man you choose to sleep with. ]
Miss you too, Nish. ♥ ♥ ♥
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Swipes to right. Or left. Maybe both. Because holy shit that is definitely what she needed. There's absolutely no eye candy here except for two guys but they're dead.
So that sucks.
Not that Nisha's looking too hard even as a grieving sheriff. ]
Oh, nice. You're either holding your dick weird to make it look bigger or maybe.... I just missed it. Who knows.
How many times have you touched yourself since you got there? Gotta tell you... between the public killings and missing you - I got my total in double digits.
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To be honest, babe? Enough to be feeling like I'm a friggin teenager again or something.
[ and... make bad choices, but he's not going to bring that up in sexts. He has to tell Nisha that in person. But also, talking to Nisha again is not helping with his first problem here, so he just ends up going with it. ]
It's not like hearing your beautiful voice, but. At least seeing your beautiful texts is enough for me to be touching myself riiiiight now. Hope it's mutual. If it is... Just pretend those are my fingers working you over, Nish. Just the way you like it, cause the only person that knows that better than you is me. I would say close your eyes, but that might make it hard for you to text me back.
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Save the regretful admittances later because Nisha refuses to ruin this - even if it will be met with a "how big was his dick?" ]
heh. You're really going for it. Only time I hear you doing the romantic shtick is when you're really worked up. Play with your slit like I do. I know you're probably already leaking with pre-come.
[ Theres the Nisha he knows - commanding. ]
Oh, I am. Got me wet enough, I guess. I mean, fingers are nice but - dick is better. There's going to be no foreplay when I get my hands on you. Okay maybe some assplay, but no promises.
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But he's also following directions because he is pussywhipped. It's very predictable tbh ]
And if I was? That be a good thing or a bad thing
[ Since... She's probably not wrong. Nisha also isn't the only one that's thirsty. ]
Sounds fair enough. I'll make sure you cant sit down without a reminder of new bruises. I'm feeling like I can beat my personal best for how many times I can make you cum for me. That sound like a good apology for dying and leaving you without your fav dick?
[ he's a modern shakespeare really ]
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[ And there definitely goes her main hand. Rubbing herself off was definitely the main focus, glad they were in sync in that regard. ]
it's a start. think you can still do that whole marathon sex thing? we have gotten older ;)
[ Older and sexier, tbh. ]
bruise for bruise, baby. just like old time. only if i can return the favor on your ass. pretty sure if i ask these robots, i can get a nice toy for your triumphant arrival.
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[ and sex is super important tbh ]
Hell dunno about your ship but ours is dick crazy. You could print us something special. Or I guess I could but considering I'm already set in that dept seeing you get creative would be more fun
[ There's a pause, since Jack definitely takes his time to enjoy that thought of Nisha actually taking the time to make something custom for their marathon sex reunion. ]
Buuut you could always describe what you want and I can make a pretty good effort I bet [ this is definitely just a transparent attempt to get her to elaborate on that nice mental image he's working on though ]
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and jammed it
and it wasn't even a good rifle
it was like a fuckin maliwan
who MAKES A MALIWAN -
you know what
nevermind
[ Back to rubbing? ]
anyways. we could always play sexy it nerd and you can get your ass over here and fix this. bend over nice and low... plug some wires in, print a nice fat cock for both of us to play with. heh. you'd like that, right? being all objectified.