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Title: Control
Author: Holiday
Part: 1/4
Rating: R/M
Why: Sexual and language content as well as slash. If any of that bothers you then this really isn't the fic for you.
Summary: Spot decides that he and Jack both need some stress relief. Will things go the way he expects? SLASH Jack/Spot.
Disclaimer: Don't own any of it.

"I hear your little Davey left you." Spot said casually, taking one last drag of his cigarette before putting it out on the wall.

Jack glared at the Brooklyn leader, "He went back to school. What of it?"

Spot glanced at him, smirk in place, but he didn't respond. Instead he studied the entrance of the alley they were in. It was late and nobody had passed by since they had entered over half an hour earlier. They really were quite alone.

"What do you want Spot?" Jack asked finally. Spot could tell that he was getting annoyed.

"The way I figure it, you're in need of some…relief since your partner left ya." Spot let his eyes travel the length of Jack's body, "I figure we can help each other out."

A dark look crossed Jack's face and Spot had less than a moment to regret his words before the bigger boy had him pressed against the wall.

"You think so?" Jack asked softly, letting his lips brush Spot's ear lightly, teasingly. "You offerin' yourself to me Spotty-boy?"

"No!" Spot exclaimed indignantly, thrashing about in Jack's rough hold, "I don't -"

"Oh I get it." Jack interrupted, squeezing Spot's wrists bruisingly. "You wanted me to submit to you." He lowered his lips to kiss and suck on Spot's neck. His grip on the smaller boy didn't loosen.

"Nn…s-stop." Spot cursed to himself at hearing his voice shake.

"Are you sure?" Jack asked, pushing his knee in between Spot's legs, "Seems to me, you're enjoyin' this."

Spot moaned and his hips bucked slightly when Jack's hard thigh rubbed against his groin. A moment later Jack crushed their lips together in a bruising kiss. Spot opened his mouth immediately eager explore Jack's warm mouth. Their tongues battled, fighting for dominance, neither giving into the other.

When Jack finally pulled away they were both panting and flushed. Spot opened his mouth to speak but Jack dove in again for another rough kiss. This time Spot was vaguely aware of Jack's hands releasing his wrists, pushing his suspenders off his shoulders before moving to work on his pants. Spot let his own hands tangle in Jack's hair pulling his mouth closer as he sought to explore more of the older boy's taste. He moaned into the kiss when Jack pushed his pants to his knees and grabbed his erection. Spot pushed into his hand wanting, needing more. He was unprepared for Jack throwing him to the ground and hissed when he landed on his knees hard.

The rest of it was a blur as Jack quickly prepared him, before pounding into him fiercely. When they were both done, Jack immediately pulled out and stood to fix his clothing. As he ran his hands through his hair he looked down at the boy panting on the ground with pants now around his ankles.

"Not a bad idea Spot." He smirked before leaving the alley.

Spot stared after him, stunned at his callousness. It took him several minutes to pull himself together, but when he did, he was furious. He sat up, wincing slightly, before standing and pulling up his pants.

"That bastard!" He swore as he pulled on his suspenders. He stormed out of the alley, ignoring the pain that shot up his back.

He wasn't sure what he was angriest about. Jack taking control of the encounter or Jack leaving him in the alley less than five minutes after he finished. The least he could have done was help him up and offered more than six words.

Spot frowned at that last thought. He wasn't a girl. He didn't need Jack to kiss him and tell him he loved him. He didn't want Jack to love him. Hell he didn't even want him to like him. Not like that anyway.

Frustrated with both himself and the Manhattan boy he decided that next time he would show Jack that nobody took advantage of Spot Conlon. Next time he'd show him just who was in control.

Please let me know what you think! I should have the next part up by tomorrow or the next day.
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