#agentwhiskey

“Yeah. I can’t go on this mission if I can’t work my way through the laser rooms. From what Ginger says, there’s at least five, but I wouldn’t be surprised if the control panel area had an extra set of lasers, too.” You answered.

“But you’ve been doing it for a month now. At this rate you’re going to be our contortionist around here.” She joked, hand running through her hair.

“Isn’t that the goal?” You half questioned and joked, with Nicari laughing in response. “But this is necessary for me to do. You know I like to be 1000% ready for anything that may be thrown my way.”

“That’s one of the traits I hope the newcomers have around here. But have a good session.” Nicari wished for you.

“Good luck with your training.” You wished her well as she walked past you, and you walked down the hall. You reached and opened the door, and you saw that it was completely empty, a sigh of relief escaping your lips as you had at least an hour before the rush of agents would come in for their training. You laid your mat on the ground near the mirrored area of the room and placed your bag in the corner.

You did your quick stretches, rolling your neck and getting the blood flowing through your arms and legs before sitting on your mat to work more on your leg stretches. You moved your legs up, bringing them into a butterfly position to start off. You heard the door open, but your eyes were closed as you fluttered your legs.

“Hey. I have this room all to myself until 2.” You spoke, trying to determine who it was based on the boots creaking against the floor.

“Does that mean I can’t join you, sweetheart?” The honeyed voice that you loved echoed through the room. 

You opened your eyes and saw Jack in a casual outfit, the grey sweatpants surprising you. Loose yet form-fitting enough to make your eyes wander more than you should’ve. Given how cold it was in the Statesman building, he also had a jacket on. Jack didn’t comment on your staring, but you knew he noticed it.

“You can join me. More than enough space in here,” You responded, albeit trying to keep your tone even.

“I won’t distract you.” Jack promised, but knowing how you were when you were around him, a distraction was inevitable.

Jack closed the door behind him, and you closed your eyes again, trying to center yourself while you felt goosebumps rise along your arms. You attempted to clear your mind, but it was to no avail, a sign that the rest of your session would be filled with an inability to focus on the tasks at hand. Before switching to a tabletop pose, you fluttered your legs to get the blood going. You were rounding and arching your back in fluid motion until you looked up and saw Jack taking off his jacket, revealing his white short-sleeve shirt that was form-fitting, tight around his biceps. 

“How are you doing over there?” Jack asked, discarding his jacket near his bag and looking at you in a compromising position. 

“I’m doing good. Just getting started.” You watched Jack start his dynamic stretches as you leaned back into a half split, feeling your hamstrings loosen up and the stretch burning. But the burn in your leg was nothing compared to the burn in your core as Jack’s shirt lifted up, a glimpse of what lay underneath it and a happy trail that quickly burned into your memory. 

“If you need my help, just ask.” You could ask for his help in a few ways that would lead to your flexibility being used. But you pushed those thoughts into the back of your mind since it was not the time to let your fantasies run wild.

“I appreciate it, and the same goes for me.” 

You switched legs and felt the burn intensify in your tighter leg, finding yourself stopping short in your extension as you could only go so far. But then the thought of Jack’s hands wrapped around your legs, helping you stretch but inching closer to your thigh, spreading you a bit, was etched into your mind. It would be instinctive to spread more for him, explore your canvas, and draw with his fingers on the areas he loved the most. His touch would be forever ingrained into your memory longer than you would admit. But it didn’t sound all that bad. In fact, the thought of his big hands splayed on your body, finding your pressure points to make you melt, eliciting short gasps. Wanton sounds from deep in your belly, and your desire growing deep in your core all sounded wonderful, even if it led down a road that would make you cut your yoga session short.

And while you were having a war with self-control, Jack was having the same battle, only he was losing more than you were. Oh, how he couldn’t take seeing your soft, supple body in such angles that he wished to put you in. When you laid down on your back, and Jack saw you spread your legs wide with your hands holding your feet to stretch further, it took everything in him to not walk over there and push your legs behind your head. Jack was well aware of your flexibility, which proved to further his imagination on the nights with a tight grip around his dick, jutting his hips up into his hand, perspiration glistening his skin, and the slip of your name escaping his lips with ease as he got closer with each stroke. Dreaming about you in every way, Jack was sure that if you heard one of his ideas, you would turn red in the face. But all Jack wanted to see was your flushed face underneath him, legs pinned on your sides, and him buried deep inside you, intertwining his fingers with yours as he praised you repeatedly for taking him so well. And while Jack was sure that he would be coming on too strong if he walked over to you now, you were convinced that if you heard that phrase from him, you would come undone in mere seconds following.

“Do you need some help?” Jack asked, seeing that you had now switched to downward dog and struggled to get a deeper stretch.

“Y-Yeah, I wouldn’t mind.” Your voice was strained as you tried moving your heels down to the ground but to no avail. 

Jack walked over and was near your side, unsure where to go. “Do you want me to guide you down this way?” 

“You can try, but if you need to be behind me, it's okay.” Jack hummed in response, placing his hands around your stomach. 

He pulled you down slowly as your heart began to race, trying to ignore how it felt to have him touch your exposed skin. Your heels gently touched the ground, but you knew the pull from behind would be better.

“I think it would be better if you were behind me. I might be able to get my heels down to the ground that way.” 

Your heels would be off the ground by now, Jack thought to himself. But he moved to the back, and his hands drifted down to your hips, pulling you in more. The pull made you gasp, and his grip felt like heaven. Still, you were determined to get out of this alive despite your decisions that brought you into this situation. 

Jack pulled you towards him, ensuring he moved back so you would not feel his sweatpants. He looked away to try to save himself from looking at you from above, but the view in the mirror across the room proved to be better, making him want to pull you in more than he should. 

Fuck, I shouldn’t be doing this. But she’s so pretty like this. So pretty for me. Jack’s thoughts were making his self-control disappear by the minute. But he returned to reality when your ass brushed against his crotch.

“Oh! I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to do that.” You didn’t realize how far you were moving until you felt him on you. And what pressed back onto you was unmistakable, making you want to do it repeatedly until you couldn’t take it anymore. 

“Y-You’re all good, sweetheart.” He cursed at himself for having a hard-on now, leading him to think about the best excuse and relieve himself in his office. But then he caught a glance of your core, the little wet patch giving him all the confirmation he needed. 

He moved closer to you ever so slightly, bringing your hips back to where he could press up on you. You weren’t sure what Jack was doing, but when you felt him brush against you again, you bit your lip hard to avoid a small whimper from escaping you.

“Is this a good enough stretch, darlin’?” Jack asked, and you could hear his voice change from a lighter tone to velvet, becoming music to your ears.

“It is, Jack. It feels really good.” You answered, the slight quiver in your voice making Jack smirk.

“You look so pretty like this, doll.” Jack was bold, fully pressing his hard-on against your core, making you struggle.

“T-Thank you, Jack.” Speaking seemed to take all your effort, especially when you would be moaning his name instead.

“And I just realized something about you,” He trailed off as his hand trailed down to grab your ponytail and bring you up from your position. You gasped, seeing both of you in the mirror as he grinded against your ass.

“What is it?”

“That you want me just as much as I want you, and if I were to fuck you right here on this mat, you wouldn’t stop me.” Jack looked at you in the mirror, and you saw he looked different from when he first walked in. The controlled, confident aura he had spiraled into lust because Jack couldn’t wait any longer. He was leaving kisses down your jaw and neck that made the hairs on your neck stand up, and chills run down your spine. 

“Jack,” You couldn’t get the words out, and the look he gave you in the mirror was knee-buckling. “I need you right now. Please.” 

You were unraveling for him with your breathless words and how you rubbed up against him like you always wanted to. With each brush of his dick up against you, you were soaking through your underwear when you wished you would be soaking him from tip to base.

“And I’m sure I need you more.” He mumbled against your neck. Each kiss was electrifying, his soft lips against your skin proving to be better than the last. But you needed his lips on yours desperately.

“Baby, I need your lips on mine.”

You were going into a daze and were confident that you would let Jack kiss you all over for an eternity if possible. But Jack obliged, letting go of you for you to turn around and kiss him without a second to spare. Haste, desire, and need were entwined in the kiss, with your hands going up to his neck to play with the ends of his hair and going down to pull you flush. You nibbled on his lip, earning a playful groan from him.

“And here I thought you were innocent,” Jack mumbled against his lips. 

You smiled into the kiss, but you gasped shortly after when he gripped your ass and smacked it. It felt good to have Jack on you like this, grasping, pulling, and touching you in obscene ways that made their way into your daydreams with each passing minute. All you needed was to feel his bare skin against yours, and it seemed that Jack had the same idea as he let go of you to pull off his shirt. You did the same, following with your sports bra. Jack kissed down your chest, finding his way to your nipples with ease. He enjoyed seeing how swollen they were already, and the minute he licked your left, you squeezed your thighs together. Jack flicked and darted, taking his time teasing you, which frustrated yet excited you simultaneously. But the more you whined in frustration, the more it turned him on, with his hard-on growing more than when he daydreamed about you.

“Jack, please don’t tease me.” You begged, your hands moving to his hair to tug, gripping his locks and pulling, which made Jack grunt. It was strange, as he preferred pulling hair rather than his hair being pulled. But it was hot, your usual calm demeanor around him winding down to a needy state. Jack needed this, pushing him to suck and twirl his tongue around your raised nipple to elicit a savory sound from your lips that would make him throb. But he couldn’t help himself when he looked you in the eye as he lightly nipped, the unexpected sensation causing you to drip. With how soft your breasts were to the touch and taste, the thought of titty fucking you burned into his imagination. Seeing his dick slide in between your breasts, softness enveloping him, and you sucking the tip with your soft lips looking up at him. Fuck, he thought. Don’t wanna cum before I can feel her.

“Daddy-“ You gasped yet covered your mouth in embarrassment. 

It slipped.

It fucking slipped.

Jack stopped immediately, eyes darkening more than before. Did he hear you right? That name, pure sin, slipped before you could catch yourself, yet he wanted to listen to it again. 

“Say it again.” 

“Daddy,” You tugged on his hair, bringing him dangerously close to cumming. 

“That’s my good girl.” Jack praised as he got on his knees, which was a sight for sore eyes for you, given that he looked perfect down there. His eyes were locked on you, making you shy as his stare was intimidating. But as he kissed your stomach, adoring every roll and stretch mark with kisses and tenderness, you began to relax. Nothing felt out of place, him roughly pulling down your bottoms along with your panties, kissing your hips, inching closer to your dripping pussy only to move away to kiss your thighs. It was perfect, and as you stepped out of your bottoms with Jack’s help, you knew it would get better from here. 

Jack tapped your thighs for you to spread them, and with his head slotted right between them, he could finally see what he did to you. From there, you realized that his lips were not just good for kissing when he reached your slit and kissed your clit gently, with enough pressure to make you clench your thighs. Jack pried them open with his hands, ensuring he was perfectly between pillowy softness and wasting no time tasting you. It was as if he was hungry, trying to gather as much of your slick on his tongue since he couldn’t get enough of you. Jack was convinced your taste was intoxicating as he enjoyed your sweetness. It only pushed him to suck on your clit and have you gush on his face, the added pleasure weakening your knees.

Your thighs were pressed against his head, tugging on his hair harder than before, whimpering his name along with a string of other profanities you prayed could not be heard through the walls. But Jack pulled off you, sensing you were struggling to stay upright. He helped you down, your back on your mat and your legs spread wide for him. 

“You’re so soft, sweetheart. I could spend all day touching you, spending more time between these pretty thighs.”

Jack positioned his left hand on your stomach and his right hand right at your dripping hole, pushing two fingers in as he went back to sucking on your clit. The new sensation made you curl your toes, moving your hand up to your breast to cup it, twirling the nipple he sucked on as your head tilted back. But Jack didn’t take his eyes off of you. No, he wouldn’t dare miss the sight of you in pure ecstasy, hearing you whimper as he began his come hither motion with his fingers or the way you bit your lip to suppress a loud sound when he desperately wanted to hear it in his bedroom. Seeing you get off was a new drug Jack couldn’t get enough of even if he tried.

But while you tried to wrap your head around how you were on your mat soaking Jack’s face and fingers, you felt a familiar build-up that made you see stars. Yet, it was stronger than before. The more Jack’s fingers rubbed up on your g-spot, the more you felt the urge to soak him. 

Jack popped his head up from your thighs. “You a squirter, baby?” 

“H-Haven’t tried yet.” 

Your first time.

It rang in his ears as he picked up his pace, diving down again to suck on your clit. He wanted to give you every experience you never had, which would be the first of many. With the curl of his fingers one last time, you felt something gush out of you and land on his face and between your thighs. It was intense, making you feel lighter than air despite your labored breathing. Your thighs were firmly pressed against him, but it didn’t deter Jack from lapping up everything as much as possible, drowning himself in it because if that were a way to go, he would gladly take it. 

Jack's tongue overstimulated you the more he was down there, whimpers free falling from your mouth and your legs shaking, but it was electrifying. He was undoubtedly skilled in this area, making you wonder how good it would feel to have him deep inside you. But once you started to move away, Jack finally came up for air, his face glistening in your elixir. He quickly pulled down his sweats and boxers, and when you saw what was poking you earlier, you had to take a breath. It was thick. His pink tip was throbbing uncontrollably with little pebbles of precum adoring it, a prominent vein running down the shaft, heavy balls that clearly needed to be drained, but most importantly, there was a curve to it. It was perfect, and despite your sensitivity down there, you needed to feel him.

“You like what you see?” He leaned down to where he was hovering over you by mere inches.

“I like it a lot, actually.” 

Jack smiled at your honesty before kissing you, allowing you to glide your hands to his back. His hands trailed to your legs again, pushing them apart so he could slot himself between you. But you decided to surprise him with a special move you had been working on during your leisure. You pulled away from his intoxicating kiss to lift your legs up and behind your head. The move surprised yet excited Jack more than he could explain. He knew you were flexible but never dreamed you could do that. 

“You’re just full of tricks, huh?” He asked, and you smiled innocently at him.

“Maybe, but you’re just gonna have to see what else I have in store.” 

“I can’t fucking wait.” Jack rubbed the tip of his dick on your glistening pussy, precum mixing with your juices to gather enough for him to slide in easily. But each brush of the tip on your clit made you jump, given how sensitive you were. But it didn’t deter Jack, rather, it encouraged him to keep doing it, and when he started to slap the tip on your clit, you knew he was being a tease.

“Please fuck me already. I can’t take anymore teasing.” You begged.

“I’m gonna need you to ask correctly, darlin’.” Jack dragged the tip down to your hole but didn’t inch forward.

“Daddy, please fuck me.” 

“That’s my good princess,” He mumbled before pushing in slowly. You gasped as he pushed the tip in, and with each inch that followed, you could feel the stretch intensify. It was a little too much, but Jack kissed your forehead to calm you down. “I promise to go slow, baby.”

“It’s okay.” You told him and tried to relax while he pushed in further. But for him, he was trying to not cum early based on how tight and wet you were. You were perfect in how you felt, and it took everything in him to not move in and out of you until you were ready. He kissed as a distraction, getting the last inch in to make you moan in his mouth. You felt impossibly full, the tip curved right against your spot, and your walls began to flutter around him. The discomfort subsided after a moment passed, with you getting lost in the kiss since if there was one thing you enjoyed from what you learned today, it was finally knowing that Jack lived up to his persona in every way imaginable.

You pulled away and brushed the hair out of his face. “You can move.” 

He obliged, pulling out a little faster than how he pushed in and going back in, the stretch feeling better the second go around. But his strokes stayed intentionally slow yet deep, with Jack losing himself in how it felt to be inside you. Heaven would be one word to put it in his mind and coupled with the view he had of you, eyes looking up at him, your breasts bouncing, and a perfect view of how your pussy opened up for him, there wasn’t much else he could ask for.

“Baby, you’re taking me so well. Such a pretty girl for me.” Jack praised, and you loved every word that flew out of his mouth. It went straight to your head, and the fullness you felt in each stroke was stoking the fire that was building inside you the moment he touched you.

“That’s it, baby. Hold your legs up for me, just like that.” He leaned back up to get a better view, and a muttered curse followed as he almost came from that sight, making him thrust faster and tilt you up so he could see your spot perfectly. You enjoyed the new angle, feeling yourself pulse around him and slowly going over the edge with each deep stroke Jack gave you. It was riveting; your mind focused on nothing but this moment, and only were you brought back into reality when you felt the need to let go.

“You gonna squirt again on my dick, baby? Make another mess for me on the mat.” Jack cooed, and when he thrusted inside you again, you were in pure ecstasy. You couldn’t hold it, squirting again for him, which encouraged him to fuck you through it, making your eyes roll back as it felt like you were going forever. 

“That’s it. Love it when you let go for me.” He lowered you back on the mat and moved his hand up to move the hair out of your forehead to kiss it. You came down, and you could look at him as he moved back up, and you couldn’t get enough of the sight. You loved how he looked at you, how turned on he was by you. It was even hotter to see how much he was enjoying you, his grunts and moans making you throb. But the moment you looked down and saw how he slid in and out of you, you fluttered around him more. 

“You like watching me slide in and out of you?” He asked as he moved his hand to your clit, rubbing light circles. “Watching me fuck this pretty pussy of yours makes you so wet that you can’t help yourself.” 

“Please don’t stop.” 

“Oh, I’m not gonna stop,” He promised as he rubbed faster circles. “In fact, you can give me one more right? I know you can, princess. Just one more for me.”

You were overstimulated for sure, but there was something about the low tone in Jack’s voice, the pet name, or maybe a combination of today’s events that pushed you to keep going. It was a chant in your mind one more time. One more time of making a mess for him, one more time of finally getting what you wanted. That thought set you off, your legs shaking, so you had to move them from behind your head. It washed over you from head to toe, and your moans that brushed upon becoming screams would stay in Jack’s mind forever. 

Jack was amazed by it all. To experience this with you and bring you to this point of ecstasy and overstimulation was a dream that he thought was too far-fetched until now. But seeing you like that only convinced him he had to do this again with you for as long as possible. 

“Fuck, baby. You’re so tight.” He grunted as he thrusted into you sloppily, his orgasm nearing by the second.

“Please cum for me. Please, daddy.” You could feel he was holding on by a thread, and you wanted to set him off as he did for you. 

“Baby, where can I cum?”

“You seem to like these a lot,” You grabbed your breasts to give him a show with a smirk on your face.

Jack didn’t think twice before pulling out and stroking himself right over your breasts. He came within a few strokes, and the thick ropes of cum that followed you wished were deep inside you to fill you up to the brim. It was a mess, and when you swiped some of his cum on your finger to taste it, you swore you saw another drop of cum drip from the tip as he was fixated on you tasting him. The taste was salty, as expected, but you wanted more.

You took another swipe on your chest, licking and sucking to torture him further until it was all up; all the while, Jack’s chest was heaving from cumming so hard. But what made him overstimulated was when you leaned up to kiss and then suck the tip. His hand moved to grab your hair, him biting his lip so hard he could draw blood. You weren’t sure how far you could take it before you needed to stop, but Jack didn’t seem to mind when you took more of him in your mouth, the stretching tugging at your lips, but you paid no mind.

“F-Fuck, baby. You feel incredible everywhere.” His tone wavered from confident and dominant to inching closer to whimpering, and you had him right where you wanted him. It pushed you to take more, testing your limits given his fortunate size. But when your hands reached his balls, playing with them as you deepthroated him, there was no going back. Jack’s grip on your hair tightened, and he thrusted into your mouth as he was sure you could take him.

“Such a pretty slut on your knees for me.” Jack looked down to see you, smiling at how pretty you looked. You knew he was close when he began to tense up, prompting you to suck faster and swirl your tongue when you could, humming and making him twitch in your mouth. Jack couldn’t take it anymore, spilling down your throat and holding you there to take it. More ropes of cum painted your throat, and when Jack finally let go of your head and pulled out of your mouth, you swallowed it while looking at him. 

“You want to put me in an early grave I suppose?” He jokingly asked.

“Maybe. But I want to wait before I do that.” You answered as Jack got back on his feet. You tried to do the same, but you wobbled, earning a laugh from him.

“Seems like it’ll be a while before you can do that.” He teased as he put his hand out to help you up. You took it, and he guided you off the floor so you could get dressed.

“I think you need my towel considering what I did to your breasts.” Jack wiped you down gently to ensure you were clean, and when he saw a dribble on your bottom lip, he kissed it off you. You wanted more, but he pulled away, finding his clothes to put them back on.

“Well I didn’t get my routine in but I think you helped me for tomorrow.” You put on your clothes slowly, trying to keep your balance.

“I think this was better than any stretching routine you had in mind.” 

“Yeah, but now my legs are jelly.” You told him as you struggled to get your pants on. Jack was halfway dressed when he helped you, getting you dressed in record time before you heard the knock on the door.

“It’s time already?” Jack asked.

“Yeah. I better get out of here before I hear Bourbon’s god awful playlist.” 

“It’s not that bad.” 

You shot a look at him. “It is definitely that bad. There’s a reason why they don’t allow him to play his music at the Christmas party.”

“Point taken.” 

You both grabbed your things and walked out, but Jack grabbed your hand and didn’t look back at the men who were whistling. Ginger Ale was walking down the hall when she saw you both, and the smile on her face was indeed causing trouble.

“Done playing hard to get?” Ginger asked you.

“I was not.” You answered and acted as though you were offended.

“You were, but it’s okay.” Jack interjected.

You turned your head to look at him. “Yeah? Why’s that?” 

“So, how has your recovery been Agent Vino?”

“It’s been good, overall. My arm hasn’t spasmed in a while and my shooting has been consistent. I’m right where I was before.” You smiled at your words, realizing that you did come a long way since your injury.

“We’re all proud of you. But I have a bit of news for you. We all voted on your return to the field, and we decided that you can start back on the field as soon as Friday. Whiskey here will be your partner to help you since this mission is a lot for just one.” You couldn’t believe it. You were able to get back in the field in less than two days and you were going to be with Jack. It seemed unreal to you, and when Jack grabbed your hand you were brought back to reality.

“Thank you! This means so much to me and I promise I won’t let you guys down.” Champ and the rest of the agents raised their glass, including you and Jack. You all took a sip, and you couldn’t be happier to be back to where you were before. Nothing would ruin this mission, not even your raging feelings for your partner. Once everyone was done drinking, Champ dismissed you all and you walked out, the smile on your face never leaving.

“I told you doll! It was gonna work!” He came up behind you and hugged you, his arms resting near your waist.

“Thank you for believing in me,” You put your hands on his, loving that he was holding you so close.

“How could I not believe in such a wonderful girl like you.” His words were making your heart beat so fast, making you wish that he meant it in a less friendly way and more of in the romantic sense.

“Well I should get back to Ginger and help with this last mission. See you around,” You sadly pulled out of his grasp and turned to face him.

“I’m sure I’ll find you later today.” He had a smile on his face that suggested that he was going to find some way to distract you from working, which you didn’t mind at all.

“I’m sure you will. Can’t stop seeing me huh?”

“You’re too beautiful to not look at,” His compliment caught you off guard a little.

“T-Thank you. I’ll see you later,” You jetted off, thinking about how this little interaction would stay in your head all day long now.

-

Two days later and the private jet still amazed you as you were walking up to it, knowing that it was the highlight of anyone’s mission if they could get on it. Just as you were getting to the stairs Jack was trailing behind you.

“You ready, sweetheart?” He took your hand and helped you up the steps knowing that you didn’t want to be in the end of the year video at Statesmen of all the agents that trip on the stairs. When you both got in your emotions got the best of you and you hugged him.

“Thank you, Jack. I couldn’t have done this without you.”

“That was all you. You did your best to get back here and I couldn’t be prouder of you.” His words were music to your ears, praising you and making your nerves calm down. You sat down in one of the seats that reclined out into a bed since the flight to London would require a power nap at least. Jack sat in the one opposite of you, pulling out the file on your target, Sergio.

Sergio was a typical crime lord all over the world but he was hiding something dark, something that went beyond his usual m.o. According to the file, Sergio was working on a secret project that would control everyone once it was airborne. The only problem was that no one at Statesmen knew what he was planning exactly, which was why you and Jack were supposed to find out, destroy it, and take out Sergio without a hassle. But nothing ever went easy for you and him so you were prepared for just about anything.

“So his base is inside his club Elevate? Explains the extra space in the floor plans,” You were looking to see that just below the first floor was an unknown section that Sergio wanted to be built in private.

“It seems to be right. It’s perfect since its hidden in plain sight and whatever he’s planning can be easily tested on any members in there.” Jack was looking at any potential targets that would be working alongside Sergio.

“How are we going to get everyone out safely?”

“Ginger has said that when we are all in the room together with Sergio that some of the Kingsmen people here can safely take them out without a hassle. We just have to make sure Sergio doesn’t get his hands on anything that could detonate his plan.”

“So my job is to seduce him, get him alone as best as I can and you will follow in?”

“Exactly. Everything will be fine, just relax and get some sleep.” You laid down on the comfy seat and watched Jack recline his seat as well, pulling out a book to read.

“You’re going to read for the next 10 hours?”

“And you’re going to sleep for the next 10 hours?” He shot back.

“Fair enough. Enjoy your book, oldie,” He playfully hit your leg in retaliation which made you laugh.

“You’re as old as you feel, little one.” The nickname struck something in you, something that you hadn’t felt in a while. It made your heart flutter more than you would like to admit, and Jack seemed relatively unfazed by it. You decided to ignore it, turning on your side and shutting your eyes for the next few hours or so. But if your mind was deceiving you, you thought you faintly heard Jack say, “Sleep well, beautiful.”

-

Jack rubbed your shoulder. “Wake up, Y/N. We’re almost here.” You were surprised that you slept for that long, but you realized that you accidentally pulled a 24 hour the night before over the sheer excitement of being back on your first mission. He helped you get up, grabbing your hand and helping you steady yourself.

You went into the bathroom, freshening up and changing out of your clothes into something that seemed less like you were planning to take out another threat against humanity and more like your average human with class having a good night out. A black dress that was just going past your mid-thigh and heels that were thankfully not too high like last time. You realized that this was likely one of Ginger’s gimmicks since you didn’t remember packing this dress the night before. But alas you still put it on and fixed yourself up before you went out again. When you came out you noticed that he put his usual attire to the side and donned a casual outfit which somehow emulated the Kingsman style. You had to admit it. He could wear just about anything and make it look good but the effort he put in made it attractive.

“You like what you see doll?” He winked at you before grabbing his bag. He eyed you as well, taking in your legs that were on display a little more.

“Maybe, but it seems to me that you’re doing just about the same.” He laughed knowing that you caught him. You got your bags and he helped you out of the plane as well. He led you into the sleek black car that awaited you both. He took your bags and his and put them in the trunk and once you got in he followed suit.

“Seeing that its already late, should we just get a little dinner and go to the room?” You asked.

“If that’s what you want, but I do have a better idea.” His coy smile that was etched across his face made you raise a brow.

“And what is this great idea that you have for us?”

“Well we do have to scout our target right? Why don’t we go scout them out now, instead of waiting until tomorrow?” His idea seemed promising, but you also got the idea that he wanted to mix business with pleasure too.

“Strictly going to scout our target, right?” He feigned looking at you which made you laugh. “I guess for my first mission back we can have a little bit of fun.” He perked up like a little kid.

“That’s my girl,” He put a hand on your knee, and you leaned into it slightly. You were sure that if it wasn’t for the dim lighting in the car Jack would’ve seen how you weren’t playing it cool. But nonetheless, you looked out the window, seeing the moon shine brightly without a cloud in its way. It was a perfect night, almost like this could be a date for you and him. Could this be a date in disguise? And if so, what gave Jack the courage to do so now? Your mind was thinking of all the possible answers to your questions but when Jack started humming a tune that he heard your thoughts all went away. You were focused on his voice and how soothing it was.

“What song is that?”

“In the air tonight.” He continued to hum it, drumming his fingers on his thigh.

“I should’ve known it was something like that,” You joked.

“Well I’m something of a lover you know?”

“Hmm, I wouldn’t know that.”

“Oh you know that I am.” He lightly let his thumb rub back and forth on your knee, making you feel more comfortable.

“Well, it explains why all the new recruits go after you then.”

“True, but I only have my eyes set on one girl.” You wondered who he meant by that. Many attractive girls came to mind that you knew Jack worked with but still, you couldn’t recall him ever going there with them. Albeit a natural flirt, he was learning to not mix business with pleasure as much as he did before. But before you could speculate any further on who he was talking about, you arrived at Elevate.

It was the hottest club in London considering that temperatures were warming up a little more. Jack got out of the car first and lent a hand to help you out. You two skipped the line since Ginger already put your names on the list ahead of time. When you walked in, you noticed the glass ceiling. It looked like it could open up like a hatch and let out something, particularly what Sergio wanted to be airborne. “I assume that’s how he’s going to infect everyone at first?”

“He was always a man to be extra and smart,” Jack and you walked down the steps and onto the lit-up dance floor, making your way through all the oblivious people. It was a lot for you to be in here, knowing that Sergio and his men could be watching to find any spies but with Jack by your side, you felt safe. With an upbeat song playing in the background, you and Jack blended into the crowd nicely, getting close and looking like a couple more than the other people here.

“I take it all my dance lessons helped you,” Jack twirled you around, making sure you didn’t bump into anybody. He brought you back to him and your hands found their way to his upper chest.

“I think I was the one that taught you how to dance considering that you have two left feet.” You thought about all the times that Jack danced with you drunk off his ass. In his mind, he looked great dancing but to everyone else, he looked like he shouldn’t have gotten up in the first place.

“Mhm, that was just when I was a little drunk.” You laughed, liking the little save he made for himself.

“Look up at the second floor.” Jack twirled you again and you saw that Sergio was looking at everyone with a drink in his hand. He was attractive, but you knew that a well-kept man like that had his secrets, and you were hot on his trail. As Jack was getting closer to you by twirling you back to him, you were letting your hands snake up his neck, looking around to see where your target went. Instantly, you saw that he was making a sharp turn into a hidden room, with security tailing him.

“Well now we know where he stays at most,” Jack whispered, his lips dangerously close to the shell of your ear.

“What time should we get here tomorrow?” You were looking up at him as he pulled away, seeing that the blue light that was shining on his face was driving you insane. If he didn’t look better earlier, he damn sure did now.

“Depends on how long it takes for you to get ready, gorgeous,” He joked, and you thought about how you would have to pull off your best look yet to seduce your target. “I reckon that we should get here at 8pm at the latest. It seems to be the perfect time to catch him in his…element.”

“Sounds like a plan, partner.” He laughed at your little joke and brought you closer to him, letting the music flow through him. For a cowboy, you thought he wouldn’t be into some of this music but he seemed to have a wide range of taste. The song changed to a more seductive tone before you realized it, and Jack seemed to take note of it based on how his hand drifted a little bit lower than before.

You didn’t mind, finding yourself playing with the back of his hair and moving to the beat. You began to feel a bit hot but you couldn’t tell if it was from being in the club or from how Jack was not even saving any space between the two of you. This dance turned into more than just a façade, more like you two were actually a couple teasing each other before the night ended. Your hips started to sway more, you letting go and forgetting about the mission.

“Mhm, someone’s having a little fun,” He smirked at you, making you feel a little bold surprisingly. You were giving him a show, but you wanted to give him so much more if you had the chance.

“Yeah, I am. But you like seeing me like this, don’t you?”

“How could I not? A gorgeous girl dancing with me and I get to enjoy myself. I couldn’t ask for a better night.” He was leaning down to your ear, making the hairs on the back of your neck stand up.

“You never danced with me like this at other parties. What changed now?”

“Those were all Statesmen parties so I didn’t want to overstep. But this is just you and I now, the way I want it to be.”

“I can’t say that I don’t agree with you, but Jack, what time is it?” You knew that you were treading dangerous territory with him, flirting that was beyond friendliness and more like you were getting a one-way ticket to a one-night stand with your partner. Which in hindsight didn’t sound bad, more like what you wanted for months and then some. But not now, not when this was your first mission back.

“It’s only 12. The night is still young,” He was finding himself enjoying this more than ever, better than the usual dances he had with other girls. With you, he felt at peace. He could sway with you to a slow song, blur the lines of friendship with letting a hand get dangerously low, teasing you a bit. It was all fun and games but really, he liked that you could let your hair down before the night of. He knew that you would be on edge the whole day so he considered this a way to calm your nerves although he didn’t realize that your major crush on him was getting in the way of that.

“I agree, but,” Before you could protest he was twirling you around, making you forget what you were saying. He brought you back to him, finding a familiar rhythm once again.

“What was that darlin’?”

“We should really get back. This mission is too important for me to screw up so early.” He looked at you, pushing a little strand of hair behind your ear.

“Trust me. If Champ didn’t think you were up for it, he wouldn’t have let you come. You’re a star and I believe in you.” He was getting dangerously close to your lips, and you were wondering what he would taste like. You felt yourself going in, but the drunk girl that bumped into you brought you back to reality.

“Thank you but I really think we should get going. We need to prepare for this mission soon,” You looked away from him, almost kicking yourself for being so silly enough to kiss him.

“Fair enough. I’ll lead the way.” He took your hand and led you out of the club, the cold air hitting you fast and making you shiver.

“Did you want my jacket?”

“No! It’s okay.”

“I insist. I can’t let you freeze while we wait for our car.” He took off his jacket and gently put it on you, and the smell of his cologne filled your nose and the warmth enveloped you completely.

“Better. I don’t need you getting a cold before tomorrow.” As soon as he said that, the sleek car pulled up and he opened the door for you, helping you get in. He got in soon after, giving the driver the address again. Suddenly, all that dancing came over you and the tiredness set in again. You were beginning to nod off when Jack got closer to you.

“You can lay on me, I don’t mind,” You smiled, laying your head on his shoulder, and drifting off. Soon he felt himself drifting off as well, thinking about how he was so close to blurring the lines with you against his better judgment.

When you arrived he woke you up again and helped you out of the car. Although you weren’t drunk you were sleepy so getting you into the elevator was the tricky part. But once he did he let you rest on him again, and somehow your head laid gently against his chest.

“Why’s your heart beating so fast?” You half sleepily asked him.

“N-Nothing. Just got a little bit of adrenaline going.” He was hoping that you would buy it since he couldn’t say “Yeah, I’m just thinking about how cute you would look sleeping on my chest.” When you didn’t answer, he sighed in relief as he took that to mean that you forgot about it. Once the elevator dinged you both walked to the doors, and you were looking around seeing that the whole floor was for you two.

“Statesman sure knows how to keep the luxury going,”

“Well I think that because we stop major threats to humanity on a daily basis, the least they could do is give us some luxury.” Jack used his keycard to get in, and you were further blown away by the penthouse. Open space, floor-to-ceiling windows, beautiful amenities. You were like a kid in the candy store.

“I take it you’re in love?”

“Very much so. If I could just live here forever, I would.” You touched the marble island in the kitchen, loving the color scheme of it all.

“Well then who am I going to mess with on my breaks, darlin’?” Jack kicked off his shoes, making way for the couch that looked like it was heaven.

“I’m sure you’ll survive,”

You took off your shoes and found that the huge black door was likely the master bedroom. When you opened it up, you realized that getting out of bed in the morning was going to be harder than you thought. A plush black bed and pillows that adorned it that meant the best sleep you could possibly have. You would probably fall asleep without even remembering to get under the covers.

“Does Statesman want me to do my job or do they want me to sleep all day?”

“I think a little business and pleasure can work well here,” You didn’t know if there was an underlining meaning in that, but you let it slide.

“Well I’m off to shower and then I’m heading to bed. Goodnight, Jack.” You gave him a hug, a tight one that said thank you without having to say it.

“Goodnight, Y/N. I’ll see you in the morning.” He held you just as tight, lingering a little more than what a friendly hug should be like. His strong arms wrapped around your waist, his scent filling up your nose again, it was everything you wanted. But alas, you pulled away to give him his jacket back.

“Here, I didn’t mean to keep it.”

“No, you keep it. It looks better on you anyways.” If you thought you couldn’t blush before, you were definitely close to doing it now.

“Thank you. I’ll make sure to not ruin it.”

You walked back to the bedroom, shutting the door and trying to catch your breath. So many close moments all in one night. How were you going to survive tomorrow?

-

The next morning came and you got up to make some breakfast. You figured that Jack wouldn’t be up at this point so you walked out quickly. But you assumed wrong since Jack bumped right into you. When you moved back, you saw that Jack just got out of the shower, and the only thing protecting his modesty was the towel that was loosely tied around his waist, giving you more to imagine about later.

“Oh! I didn’t know you were there.” You were trying your best to not look at him, that golden skin glimmering more than it should. That loose towel that you wanted to pull slightly to see it fall down. You couldn’t control your desires, just wanting to give in.

“Darlin’, you know I don’t mind,” Ever the flirt, you weren’t sure if he was just saying it to lighten the mood or if he actually meant it. Either way, you went to the kitchen to get the breakfast you were craving more than before.

“You don’t have to cook. I made some food for you earlier.” Jack yelled out. Sure enough, you saw the plate of food sitting in the microwave.

“Thank you. You’re so sweet,” You were eating your food like there was no tomorrow given that you wouldn’t eat much tonight anyway.

“Not a problem. I’ll be in the other room if you need me.” Jack walked away into his room, and you couldn’t help but stare, knowing that you were so close to having him but chickening out once again. You settled for eating your food to occupy your mind and thinking about what else you could put on for tonight that would catch Sergio’s attention, although you only wanted Jack’s eyes on you. -

At around 7 you decided to get ready, knowing that you wanted to look your best to pull this off. You put on one of the dresses that was in the closet, a knee-high dress that could conceal your knife with ease. When you put it on you realized that you were probably going to steal it later when you had to leave London. You couldn’t pass up on such a beautiful dress even if it meant that you might get in trouble later. Knowing what kind of look Sergio would want, you did your makeup and figured it was just enough to pull him in. You put on the contacts that would allow Ginger to see everything you would see. You were happy that they were designed to be a little less thick than last time so that your eyes would get a break. You then put on the short blonde wig that you picked out since you couldn’t go into Elevate with your normal hair based on last night and that Sergio had a thing for blondes. When you shifted it into place Jack stopped near your door.

“You almost ready?” Jack was looking at his watch and you took a moment to look at him. He looked worlds away from his usual getup, and it made you realize that you were in more trouble than you thought.

“What happened to your usual clothes?”

“Well if I want to look the part, I gotta change. Besides, I like this look. I feel like I finally look like those Kingsmen people as much as they annoy me,” He walked into your room and into your mirror, making sure everything was in place. “But you look beautiful.” You looked at how you were both dressed and you both complimented each other perfectly. You almost wanted to forgo the mission to avoid Sergio’s hands being all over you. In fact, you would much rather Jack lifting up your dress to fulfill all the dreams you’ve been having about him.

“Thank you, and I’m ready to go now. Let’s do what we do best.” He took your hand and you both walked out of your room and the penthouse to the elevator.

“Are you nervous?”

“Not at all. This is going to be just fine, like old times.” He rubbed his thumb against your hand, and it calmed you a little. When you got to the ground floor and the doors opened the car was waiting for you. Jack opened the door for you and helped you in before getting in himself. A short car ride and you were at Elevate again with more people from last night.

“I think we have our work cut out for us tonight.” You had to make sure that Sergio saw you or else the plan wouldn’t work.

“When do we not? Saving the world every day isn’t easy.” He opened the door and climbed out, offering his hand to you again to get out. When you walked into the club Jack went his separate way to the bar and you walked down to the dance floor. You noticed that the hatch on the glass ceiling was unclasped, making this mission more time-sensitive than before. But you tried to ignore the uneasy feeling in your stomach and went right to dancing, doing your best to not mess up.

“I think you’ll get Sergio’s attention in no time.” Jack’s voice in your ear caught you off guard. “Well don’t make it obvious that I’m talking to you. But Ginger is with us so she’ll talk us through everything.” And just as Jack said that, Ginger was online.

“Are you two done flirting yet?” Ginger was already calling the two of you out for your flirtation.

“I wasn’t flirting.” You were dancing with another girl that was clearly drunk.

“Maybe you weren’t, but Jack was.”

“A little harmless flirting never hurts,” He took a sip of his drink and you caught his eye, seeing that he was winking at you.

“Right. Well while you two play this little game I’m letting you know that Sergio is coming out of the room now.” You looked up to see that Sergio was walking towards the railing of the second floor, looking for someone that would catch his eye. When he saw you he smiled, and you knew that you had him.

“I think I got him,” You were watching him walk down the stairs as you twirled around, making sure that you were still getting his attention.

“He can’t help himself when it comes to blondes,” Sergio was getting on the dance floor, moving in between all the people that were in his way. Sergio placed his hand on your waist, and you wanted to recoil at his touch. It wasn’t Jack touching you the way you wanted him to.

“Keep that smile on. He’s right where you want him.” Jack was looking at you, taking a little sip of his drink and making sure that you were okay. He watched you put a hand on Sergio’s shoulder, walking with him into the room that he went into last night. Jack’s blood started to boil at the way Sergio let his hand slip down to your butt, wanting to sucker punch him for touching you in that way. But he remained calm, thinking about the distraction he could make to get in when you incapacitated Sergio.

Sergio sat you down on the couch, and you were careful not to let the slip in your dress go up too high. His other men were on either side of you, and you saw that there was a slight imprint of a gun in their holster that you could get out if you needed to. Your target sat on the other couch, taking a sip of the champagne that was out for the both of you. He pulled out his phone and you faintly could hear that something out of the room was opening.

“Ginger, he’s opening the celling.” Jack saw that the hatch was opening and that there was a haze forming on the dance floor. “Can you shut it down?” Jack could see that some of the undercover agents began to put on some masks.

“Getting into his system right now.” You saw that in this room there were boxes that lined the room, but you didn’t know what was in them. Sergio was still on his phone, and it made you sweat a little. You wanted to pull that phone out of his hands and put an end to his madness.

“As of now I’m overriding the system but the drug is already in the air,” You were upset that you didn’t get to stop him in time. “But, I managed to stop it before it could get any worse. However, I’m trying to see what you’re looking at, Y/N.” In your contacts that you were wearing Ginger was looking to see if there was anything that could identify them.

“Ginger, you got anything yet on those boxes?” Jack was covering his nose to avoid breathing it in.

“Nothing yet, but there is an unusual marking on them, not a typical logo Sergio would have. I can track previous packages with this one to see if I can figure it out.” You watched him pour the champagne for you with a smirk on his face that you couldn’t wait to wipe off.

“What’s a pretty girl like you doing on that dance floor?” His thick accent was nauseating to say the least.

“I just wanted to find someone tonight. Have a little fun,” You sat up a bit to show off, and based on how he was looking at you he was surely falling for your seduction. He handed you a glass and put his down.

“Ah, I like you.” He put a hand on your cheek, rubbing his thumb back and forth. He snapped his fingers at his bodyguards and they went into the other room, presumably to set something up.

“It’s not his product. He stole it from someone else and he added something to it.” Ginger made the connection with the two logos that appeared on the box.

“Stole it from who?”

“Poppy Adams.” You were shocked that Sergio would be bold enough to steal from her of all people. “He added one of his other drugs to it, something that hasn’t hit the market yet.”

“You know, you caught my eye early on. You’re blonde, you’re so fucking sexy,” He was getting closer to you, his breath making you almost scrunch up your nose. “But I can smell a fucking rat when I see one.” He grabbed your jaw and slapped you. You pulled out your knife to stab him, cutting his hand.

“Y/N! What’s happening?” Jack jumped out of his seat and was making his way through the crowd. “Ginger, call it in. Get everyone out.” Soon all the hidden agents were coming out to escort everyone out and into safety. Jack was faced with two of Sergio’s men.

“Aw is your little boyfriend out there trying to get everyone out?” He went to punch you and kicked you, making you slice him in the shin but you dropped your knife. He almost fell back but held himself up with the table. “He won’t stand a chance against them so it’s just you and me.”

“Jack, Y/N, the other agents are getting everyone out. Jack, Sergio is attacking Y/N so get in there!” Jack was fighting the other two men, knocking them into each other to ensure that he could get it done quickly. He took the knife that was in his shoe and sliced them both, making them fall down. He ran to the door and made sure that he slammed into it a few times to bust it open. The other guards Sergio sent away came back.

“We set everything up. We can take her now.” You went to slice Sergio again but he knocked you down again. When the guard tried to grab you, you kicked him in the balls, making him fall back. The other guard tried to fight you but you grabbed your knife off of the floor to defend yourself. Sergio grabbed his gun just as Jack got in and tried to shoot at him, accidentally shooting the boxes and making the dust fly in the air. One of the bodyguards tried to grab you but you caught him in the thigh with the knife making him let go of you. Jack used his knife to grab them and take them out, and you took your knife and went right to Sergio to finish him.

“You think you’re so good huh? A little bitch can’t stay in her place and now she wants to play with the big boys.” He tried to shoot at you again but he missed, allowing you to push him into the table. The gun fell out of his hands and when he tried to choke you, you sliced his other hand. When you pinned him down you smiled, knowing that you had your advantage.

“I might be a little bitch but guess who’s dead? Not me, you.” You slit his throat and got off him, helping Jack with the other guard that was fighting him. You jumped on the guard's back, stabbing him and making him fall down on his side. The fall hurt a bit but you knew that they were all taken care of although you were now covered in the dust.

He caught you when you fell, making sure that you didn’t have any serious head injuries. “Are you okay?”

“I’m okay,” You looked to see that there was a tear in his jacket. “But are you okay?”

“I’ve had worse. Let’s get you up though.” He helped you up, making sure that you didn’t slip on anything. You saw that all the boxes that were busted open had yellow dust. It was everywhere and it was all in the air. You hoped that it wasn’t anything that would get you sick in the long run. Once the other Statemen people came to take away the target’s body, you and Jack walked out of the room and into the black car again.

Ginger began to call you on your phone when you both got in so you answered, seeing that she was relieved to see you both in one piece.

“Are you both okay?”

“We’re in one piece still.”

“Good. I have some good and bad news for you both.”

“I guess we have no choice but to hear it?”

“You know me too well,” Ginger joked before reading off her notes. “Well it looks like Sergio planned to torture Y/N in a special room. The other bad news is that the drug was already in the air of Elevate based on the vents so everyone has to be isolated for the next 24 hours or more. But everyone seems to be fine, only mild symptoms and Kingsman is working on putting out an announcement for everyone to stay inside and close all windows to ensure it doesn’t spread.” You were relieved that everyone was fine.

“Thank you for everything. Get some rest Ginger,” You smiled at the phone seeing that she was indeed more tired than she would admit.

“I will. You two better get some rest before me. Goodnight.”

“Goodnight!” You and Jack both said it at the same time.

“Of course you guys say it at the same time.” She jokes before signing off. You began to take off your contacts and put them in the container.

“Ginger hasn’t let up on that?”

“Nope. She thinks it’s hilarious.” You took out the first contact and began taking out the other.

“I wonder if they have a bet on us getting together.”

“Oh I know they do; they just won’t tell either of us,” You just finished taking out your second contact when the car pulled up near the hotel again. You both got out and went into the elevator, but by now you were feeling a little different. Going up the elevator you felt yourself getting hot, almost like you needed to take a cold shower right away. When you both walked into the penthouse everything was hazy. Your mind was turning into mush. Jack went to the couch right away, shedding off his jacket and kicking off his shoes. You kicked off your shoes as well, making way for the bedroom.

“Do you feel funny?” Jack asked you.

“A little. But we probably just need some rest.” You tried to ignore it, but you were looking at him a little more than you should’ve.

“Did you get that stuff from before on your dress?” Jack got up, curiously looking at the dust that was on the strap of your dress. When he touched you, you gasped slightly, his touch bringing you strange relief.

“Honey, do you know what this is?”

“No. What is it?”

“I knew something was off in that room when I saw the dust,” He seemed a little agitated by the sight of it, making you wonder if it was something that you should worry about. “It’s not just the cocaine but it’s mixed with an old product of his when he just got into the business. Some people call it sex pollen.” To you, that spelled disaster.

“And what does it do?”

“Well, you end up feeling hot, a little distracted, reallyneedy. It all varies on the person,” He was trailing around your chest, making goosebumps rise.

“And what are you feeling right now?”

“I’m feeling all of those things right now, and more. What about you?”

“About the same,” You were trailing your hand around his chest. But you weren’t sure if you should act on what you were feeling. Was this sex pollen that hard to ignore? And was it worth it to blur the lines of friendship over accidental sex pollen getting on the two of you? It was not a rational decision, and it took everything in you to pull away.

“Jack, we shouldn’t do this,” You were trying your best to look away from him, anything to make this easier on you since you were about two seconds away from throwing caution out of the window.

“I-I understand. They say that it takes a while for this to wear off so you can just stay in the bedroom until it’s done.” He retracted his hand and you missed the warmth from it.

“Okay. Goodnight Jack.” You went into the bedroom, closing the door and letting your back hit it. You shed off his jacket, seeing as that was where most of the sex pollen came from and you took off the wig since you were tired of how hot it was making you. The more you undressed the hotter you felt, the sex pollen getting to you more than you would admit. When you let your real hair down you knew that you were going to have a long night ahead of you, seeing that even if you shed off every layer you wouldn’t feel any relief until you took care of yourself.

You were about to take off your dress when you heard moans, and when you heard your name your jaw dropped. Jack couldn’t help himself and neither could you, the fantasy of him wanting you coming to life. You decided to open the door to look at him, to see if you weren’t imagining things. But the sight of Jack lightly stroking his cock, his shirt unbuttoned due to the heat rising, and his hat was off which let you see his hair that was always kept up in there. It was a sight to see nonetheless, but the words that came out of his mouth next were what made you touch yourself.

“Fuck…Y/N. I wish you were bouncing up and down on me. So wet for me, letting me stretch you…” You lifted your dress and slid your panties to the side to touch yourself, feeling that just the sight of him and hearing the things he wanted to do to you was enough to make you want him more than before.

“I would make you feel so good darlin’. Tasting that pretty pussy of yours,” You could faintly see the precum leaking out of him, coming out so much and getting on his hand as he started stroking faster.

“Fuck, if only I could fuck that pretty mouth. You would look so good making a mess for me. My girl all for me,” Before you could stop yourself you let out a moan, feeling yourself soaking your fingers. Jack saw you and jumped, fixing himself so he looked more presentable.

“Baby, were you watching me?” Jack watched you try to compose yourself as he walked up to you, trying to deny that you weren’t wishing that you were riding him on that couch just seconds ago.

“I’m sorry Jack. I-I didn’t mean to stop you. I’ll, uhm, go now.” You were getting ready to close the door when Jack put his hand on the door.

“No. You want this just as much as I do. You can’t deny that based on your fingers.” You looked down and saw your coated fingers, your slick running down a bit to which Jack grabbed your hand and brought it up to your eyesight.

“Did I do this to you?”

“Yes,” You were looking at how you couldn’t deny it anymore. If that was just from watching him get off, you could only imagine how much more it would be. He put your hand back down.

“Why’d you stop yourself if you wanted this the whole time?” His eyes were transfixed on you, not wavering like before.

“Because I was nervous.”

“Nothing to be nervous about, sweetheart,” He was backing you against the wall, “I just have you right where I want you, my pretty girl.” He kissed you, and you kissed him back with just as much passion, feeling all that caution fly out the window. Jack put his knee in between your legs to which you started to grind against him.

“Is that sex pollen getting to your head baby?” You nodded feverishly before kissing him again.

“God, I want you so bad.”

“I need you. I don’t just want you; I need you.” He was toying with the strap of your dress, slowly rolling it down to see every inch of you. You weren’t sure what was coming over him, the sex pollen or overall lust from prior moments but the heat rising to your face and the urge to give in made your brain turn into mush.

“It’s not just the sex pollen, is it?” He only shook his head no before he brought your coated fingers up to his mouth, getting a taste of you finally. He got the last drop before going to kiss your neck.

“Trust me, I’ve been wanting you since you caught me out of the shower and before that,” He was trailing down your neck, pulling your dress down to your waist.

“Fuck, I should’ve known,”

“Doesn’t matter now, I have you right where I want you darlin’,” He started looking at the blue push-up bra you wore for the mission. He unclasped the hook in the front, letting out a soft “fuck” when he saw your breasts.

“Could you be any more perfect,” He mutters to himself before sucking on one of them, making you grab his shirt a little.

“Baby,” You tried to speak but when he gently started to tug on the other, your mind went blank.

“I bet everything is heightened right now for you. Every touch, kiss, it’s making you feel so good.”

“I think these should come off fully, don’t you think?” You helped him pull down your dress, his eyes widening when he saw the matching panties that complimented your skin wonderfully. He pulled those off too, seeing how instinctively you opened your legs more when he got them off of you. He kissed your pretty thighs all the way up to where you needed him most and went at it without hesitation. You began to grip his hair and that only encouraged him to suck your clit more.

“You’re so good at this,” He was applying just enough pressure with sucking on your clit, not too fast and not too slow. He got up through and placed two fingers near your mouth.

“You know what I want you to do.” That was all he had to say before you were sucking those fingers, making sure it was nice and sloppy to show off.

“You really just want me to fuck that pretty little mouth of yours, don’t you?” You nodded before he pulled his fingers away and got back down to where he was before. He pushed those two fingers in slowly, watching you. His fingers fit inside you perfectly, and you began to imagine how his cock would feel. Slotting inside you, brushing against your spot, all while he was giving you his all. You began to tighten around his fingers the more you thought about it. He curled his fingers inside you making you let out a wanton sound that you were sure that you could make. He was bringing out everything that you didn’t know you had.

“That’s it baby, let it all out.” He was insistent on praising you, making you wetter every single time. He buried his face into you, determined to taste the sweet juices that he would be addicted to long after this time. Skillfully sucking your clit, making sure he was humming slightly to send the vibrations through you. Adding a third finger inside you because he wanted to make sure you could take him fully. And yet you opened up for him with ease, blooming the more the sex pollen took over. And with him curling his fingers and keeping his pace, you felt your first orgasm build faster than you could handle.

“Ah, I-I-“ Before you could finish he was already encouraging you to cum.

“I know baby. Cum for me,” He was right back down there making sure he could send you over the edge. And that he did, your back arching off the wall and goosebumps rising all over your body. You didn’t care how loud you were, just moaning his name over and over again to show that he was the only man that could do this to you. He pulled off of your clit, and you looked to see his messy hair and juices coating his mustache.

“I’m never getting enough of that.” He was ready to make you cum again with his mouth but you stopped him.

“Jack, why are you teasing me?”

“I’ve waited a long time for this to happen. As much as I want to bend you over and make you mine I want to tease you, pretty girl,” You were about to protest when he pulled his fingers out. “But I have all night for that. All night to touch every sensitive part of you, learn how to please you. Now, I just want to see how you’ll feel around me.” He pulled his pants down along with his underwear which made his cock spring out slightly. You knew that he was not small by any means, but to see it so close took you aback.

He brought up a hand to your cheek and kissed you lightly. “I’ll go slow, just for you,” He picked you up and brought you to the bed, laying you down gently. “Are you sure you want this?”

“I’ve never been so sure about anything,” You pulled him in to kiss him again, feeling him press against you. He started to grind slightly against you, making his cock rub up and down against your pussy.

“B-Baby, please.” Your little whimper was all that he needed to push inside you, nice and slow, making you both gasp. He slowly pushed in and out, letting a hand get underneath you to pull you in.

“Fuck, you feel so good. Can’t help it,” Although he felt amazing inside you, the sex pollen was making you want more.

“Jack, please. I need more.” He did exactly what you wanted, going faster and you were looking at how he was basking in the moonlight, how he was letting go with you because he needed you just as much as you needed him. His hands move around to touch you, admiring all the curves and crevices of your body that he spent so much time dreaming about.

“You’re beautiful,” He was in love with the sight of you. You letting out every moan that escaped from your lips, sweat dripping down your body, the way the moonlight reflected off of you. He couldn’t get enough of you even if he tried which was why he bent down again to whisper in your ear the three words that would make you clench all around him again.

“Fuck, you’re mine,” He was definitely marking you as his, trailing down to suck on any part of you that he wanted to be visible to everyone. Those love marks were getting everywhere and he had no intention on stopping now.

“Yes, I’m all yours,” You were in a state of euphoria, wanting to just stay in this forever because of how good it was. His hands were splayed all over your body still, his shallow breaths and moans making you yearn for him more. You knew that with this there was no going back, and you loved it.

You let your hands go to his back, scratching a little because of the way he began to hit your spot. The way you moaned in his ear made him thrust into you a little harder. With the way all you could hear was Jack's little grunts as he was making love bites wherever he could and the way every time he thrusted into you, you could hear how wet you were, your orgasm was building just as fast as before. He pulled up to look at you, and the sight of him lusting over you was driving you insane.

“So fucking wet for me. That’s my girl.” Those words set you off and you clenched around him again, unable to control yourself.

“Oh you like that? You like it when I praise you for being such a cute little slut for me? Should’ve known you were into that. I should’ve known that all I had to do was praise you enough to get you right where I need you.” He looked down and saw how he was thrusting into you, the way he stretched you every time. He put his hand down there and began to rub your clit, light circles to tease you just enough. With that you felt the familiar bliss rising in you, your orgasm close yet far as you wanted to cum with Jack, maybe just let him cum inside you. You brought a hand up to his chest, seeing that golden skin glistening for you.

“Baby, I need to cum inside you.” He was rubbing your clit a little faster, those tight circles making your legs shake a little.

“Jack, yes you can cum inside me! Fuck,” You were barely getting the words out before your orgasm came, the pressure finally releasing and you finding relief in tightening all around him. You wrapped your legs around his waist to pull him in more, making sure he felt everything that he did to you.

“That’s it baby. That’s my good girl.” He was cumming with you, trying to talk you through it all the while filling you up completely. When he was done he kissed you and thrusted in a little more just to make you moan. He laughed at your reaction and kissed you once more before pulling out and laying right next to you. But you still felt like that wasn’t enough surprisingly.

“Jack, I still feel the same. Even more needy earlier. That should’ve tired me out, right?” You watched him inch down the bed and get in between your legs.

“Oh, that was the first round, honey. We have all night until this sex pollen wears off.” He was diving back down before you could respond, and you were threading your fingers through his hair knowing that by morning you would be completely worn out.

-

The next morning you woke up, your hand draped a little on his chest. He had his hand on your waist, somehow pulling you closer to him even when there was no space between the two of you. He shifted a bit seemingly, turning to you and lightly brushing his hand against your cheek.

“Morning, beautiful.” You smiled at his sleepy voice and half-smile that was etched on his face.

“Good morning. Did you sleep well?”

“I did,” He placed a kiss on your forehead, making the heat rise up to your face. “Oh, someone likes that?” You playfully hit his arm and he laughed.

“You’re such a tease,” You studied his face, looking at how peaceful he looked laying next to you. The worry lines of his face were completely gone and the way his curls were coming in after refusing to get a haircut.

“What are you looking at?”

“You.”

“How original,” He sarcastically replies.

“You use cheesy lines like that too. Don’t start,” You thought about all the cheesy flirty lines he used on you before. But never did you think that he actually meant what he was saying to you in that way.

“Me? I wouldn’t do that.”

“Right. So you’re saying that you didn’t mind me looking at you out of the shower wasn’t a cheesy line?”

“Nope, that was me speaking from the heart.” He winked at you.

“You’re gonna make me throw up.”

“You love it,”