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Jackson often saw life as a chessboard, if not a game to be won. And part of that worldview was making sure his side of that metaphorical chess board was stacked with some powerful players and the sheer bonus of being able to create one of those players was too enticing an idea to ignore. Sammy was younger, smart, well-connected, and handsome to boot. All of those things had led Jackson to spend more time with him than some of the other students, much to Beau's utter annoyance. Sometimes you just had to predict where someone's life was going to go and...divert it to a different path. One that was far, far more helpful with Jackson's long-term goals.
It was an added bonus that the other also seemed to adore being bent over by him and Jackson relished each and every chance he got to do exactly that. His hand pressed into Sammy's chest as he slammed him up against the closed door of whatever classroom he managed to pull the other into. "My, my weren't you quite a sight. Throwing a Fiendfyre spell like it was nothing." Jackson didn't do magical combat himself but he could still be found lingering near the doorways to watch when matches went down. If he wanted some powerful wizards on his side, wasn't that the best place for it? His hands curled into Sammy's chest as he pressed a hungry, demanding kiss against the other's lips. It was always clear who was in charge of those little hooks up, who always had the control. It was Jackson. It was the way he preferred things.
