This is set after Exit Wounds into a far future. Rhys has died, Torchwood had managed to find some way of bringing Tosh and Owen back, and Ianto and Jack have ended their relationship because Ianto had found someone who treats him better and sticks around.

This is an in-between teen rated fic and Mature. I'd suggest you'd be +14 and up to read, but if you believe you can handle it then please read on.

Please read and review letting me know what you think. This fic was inspired by a certain line in Kiss Kiss Bang Bang.

"So let me get this straight, "she asked as she circled him, her eyes never leaving his, "If I land three punches you will tell me where you've been and who this Doctor is, is that right?"

"And if I can lock your arms behind your back we get into the mud pit and you have to feed Myfawny for a month."

"But if I keep you on the ground for at least ten seconds in the mud pit I get a raise and you stop prank phone calling Rick."

"And if I manage to keep you on the ground for at least ten seconds Rick could kiss my arse, as can you by the way, the clothes come off and we naked wrestle in the mud pit for my personal pleasure," he said with amusement.

"And if I win that-"

"-Oh no, sweetie. I always win that," he smirked.

He wore his normal working pants and a white t-shirt. His muscles flexing as he covered his hands with the necessary straps. Jack couldn't help, but find the whole situation a turn-on and Gwen being the one he was in the situation with was even better. Not to mention what she was wearing made her look extremely sexy

She wore a tight black singlet and black sweatpants. Her hands each tied with similar straps for hand protection. There was a dark, mysterious, challenging ora that she gave off and Jack liked it. Her eyes were drawn to the muscles twitching on the gorgeous man in front of her. It was really a shame she had every intention of humiliating him in front of the entire team no matter how she felt for him. And no matter how she would have loved to straddle him to the ground and do absolutely naughty things to him.

Both were fuming with rage and desire, but neither would admit to it.

"Ten quid Jack wins," Owen whispered to Tosh as they and Ianto watched the CCTV from up above.

Jack and Gwen had managed to get themselves into another one of their famous 'sound like a married couple' filled fights. She was angry that he wouldn't tell her where he had gone when he found his Doctor and he was jealous that she managed to meet someone named Rick eight months after Rhys' death.

"My mum put me up to it. Nothing's official and I don't see how my love life concerns you anyway when you won't even tell us who you are," she argued.

"You know who I am and that's not the point-"

"-I think it bloody well is when you desert us for months, when I have to take charge and we're still wondering about this Doctor of yours…"

It went on for hours. The whole team were wondering when they would just shag and get it over with already. The sexual tension was only too obvious.

Ianto had managed to step in between them before Jack could lose his temper and Gwen would start fake crying. It was only then that he had an idea. It has always been a power struggle between the two and a suggestion made by Jack from awhile back seemed to pass through his mind. Ianto explained the rules to them both after setting up the area in a lower part of the Hub.

"Ianto, I'm not so sure," Jack started.

He wasn't actually keen on hurting Gwen. Hell, the thought sickened him.

"What? Scared I might take you down in front of your team, Captain?" She had that determined, stubborn look in her eye.

She couldn't help it. She wasn't so sure about it either, but after everything…If it meant answers and some rolling around with Jack Harkness on a matted floor, she actually didn't mind.

Ianto knew Jack couldn't resist especially when it was Gwen who was challenging him. Jack always loved a challenge. He contemplated her for a moment. She had that sexy obstinate look on her features, amusement in her tone. He smirked and looked to Ianto, "On second thought, I'm game if she is…."

"I don't know," Ianto started in the present time as he sat down with the popcorn and brought over the sodas, "She's got a lot of rage."

Jack and Gwen circled each other in the wrestling pit Ianto had set up. Next to that only a few inches away was a mud pit that Jack had insisted on. The room had only one exit which Owen of course made sure was locked.

"Owen, I'll take your bet, but I'll raise you. Twenty quid on Gwen," Tosh spoke.

"That's twenty quid out of your pocket. We all know that it's cute when Gwen challenges Jack, but really, she never wins and he's the one who taught her how to fight in the first place. She's got nothing."

"I still place my money on Gwen," said Tosh as she began chewing on a twizzler.

"Are we all ready down there?" Ianto asked on the loud speaker.

Both Jack and Gwen took their stand. Her arms raised, her hands fisted. Jack just smirked knowing that this was going to be better than the orgies he use to participate in the basement at little Manny Hickle's house when he was younger and those were some fun times

"Yeah, Ianto. Whenever you're ready," Jack didn't take his eyes off of her as a small leer also crept into her features.

"May I?" Owen asked as Ianto went to reach for the bell.

Ianto gave Tosh a quizative look as she replied, "He's been looking forward to this all week."

Ianto smiled at Owen and gestured toward the button of the bell and microphone, "Be my guest."

Owen spoke into the loud speaker, "All right kiddies, this is how it works. First sign of bloodshed, actually Jack can heal so, first sign of Gwen's bloodshed, we stop, but other than that feel free to grope, feel up, rip clothes, rip clothes completely off, lick, grind wherever, whenever, however you like. All right? On your mark, get set- DING DING DING"

Owen rang the bell and it was on.

Jack had underestimated how fast Gwen was. At the first sound of the bell she managed to jump and land a punch to the face.

Owen, Tosh and Ianto took to the scene immediately. They stood up and began cheering and yelling.

"Jack, I've got twenty on you. Lock her hands! Get her into the mud pit!" Owen yelled.

"That's right, Gwen!" Tosh surprised herself by yelling, but she was too intrigued not to, "Show him who's the boss!"

"Oh, Jack. She got you! Left, left, left!" Ianto yelled.

Jack had fallen as her hand made contact with his face, but ignored the sting. She moved to his right and began kicking him in the ribs.

"That was for getting me pregnant on my wedding day (another kick) That was for the time you set a lunch date with my mother…"

He pulled her ankle and she fell. He moved immediately hunching over her, but she wasn't having any of it. Grunting, she rolled them over so she was on top of him and went to hit him again, but his hands were gripping her wrists.

"You know I've always liked a woman who was on top of things," he gasped grappling her wrists tighter that she actually whimpered.

He maneuvered his legs so they flipped overhead. Gwen made a strangled noise in the back of her throat. He was on top of her again, but she managed to free her arms and was holding his wrists to keep from binding hers again.

"But then again I've always liked being on top of a woman especially one as pretty as you," he flirted.

His body was flush against hers, light sweat piercing over her brow as he purposely rocked against her. She glared at him her breath hot against his face.

"Snog! Snog! Snog! Snog!" Owen chanted.

"Gwen, what are you doing!? Get the hell out of there," Tosh made hand gestures.

"Twenty quid on Jack. My mind's made up," Ianto added.

He lay on top of her staring at her, delight and the inconvenient truth that she had nothing on him dancing through his mind. She could feel his groin pressing purposely around her legs.

"What's the matter Cooper? Can't take the heat-oof!"

Gwen head butt him breathing heavily and kneed him in the stomach. Jack fell back not so lightly. She stood up as Jack crouched on the floor holding his stomach. She managed to get a rib with another kick.

"That doesn't count as a punch," Ianto said into the speaker.

"How 'bout this then," Gwen grunted as she yelled and jumped on him elbowing his face into the ground with her arms.

"Ooh!"Tosh and Owen cringed as Jack's nose trickled light blood and he lay on the floor wheezing.

"That's acceptable," Ianto stated.

Gwen took a step back breathing deeply and admiring her work. Jack didn't get angry. The small blood dried quickly and he was up and on the prowl again. He smirked as an idea occurred. She was going to pay for that and he didn't care who was watching.

"You know I've always liked a man who could take a punch," Gwen started as they begun circling each other again, "Had enough yet?"

Jack's body was slicked now. She could see through the material of his drenched white shirt. He had a perfect eight pack. Gwen just wanted to run her hands all over him, but controlled those thoughts. Sweat glistened on her own chest and arms giving her an afterglow. Both their faces were red and the room had gotten extremely hotter since they first started.

His grin was wider as he came up with a response, "Who me? I can never get enough of you Cooper. No, with you I can just keep going all night long."

He was too quick that Gwen barely had any time to react. He moved forward and grabbed her arm pulling her back to him. She back legged him in the groin as he gasped out in pain.

"Jack, stop whining and kick her arse," Ianto yelled.

"Mate, she just hit below the belt. That's got to be against the rules or something," Owen said.

"Not against the rules, but that doesn't count as a punch," Tosh stated, "It has to be with her hands. That was what was agreed. She got him twice now and he still hasn't managed to get her arms behind her back."

"Oh, I wouldn't say that just yet," Owen spoke slowly.

Their eyes widened as they continued to watch what happened next.

Jack had recovered and wrapped his leg around her to steady her. Her back was to him as he attempted to control her frantic movements. Gwen struggled against him as she tried to push him away. He managed to block out the punches she attempted. Finally when the moment was right he grabbed both of her wrist holding them above her head with his left hand. She fought against him, but he gripped tighter. She was powerless and he only laughed.

"What kind of a name is Rick anyway?"

"At least it's his REAL name," she panted as trickles of wet sweat trickled down her face.

"Harsh," he answered, his right hand sliding over her stomach making little circles.

She tried to free her legs from the position he held her in, but he only tightened them around her. Her arms still remained overhead. He was teasing her until the right moment when he could get her hands behind her back. It never occurred to them that they were being watched. At the moment they felt like the only two people in the universe.

"You know, I'm amazed at how flexible you are. If I had known before we could have-"

"-In your dreams."

"Oh yes, Gwen," he didn't deny it as he whispered seductively, "Let me give you a preview of what I dream as you put it."

His hands moved higher brushing over her breasts.

Owen's mouth hung open, Tosh dropped the popcorn she was about to put into her mouth and Ianto's eyes widened and his hand held no control when he zoomed in on the action.

"Tosh," Owen spoke, "You sure as hell better be recording this."

Gwen tensed at his touch as he made circles over her chest. She groaned in frustration as she tried to free her hands and then let out a moan as his hands went full on to cup her breast through the material. His expert touch soothed her and she yearned.

He smirked as her nipples erected reacting to his touch and he wanted to just rip off her shirt and take her full in the mouth. To taste that sweet wet skin, but they weren't at that moment yet. They still had other unfinished business. Besides it would have been such a waste of mud pit.

She clenched her legs together to keep him from winning as hot breaths dragged across her neck. His tongue slipped inside her ear as he breathed along her skin, taunting her. Without realizing she actually arched into his hand almost encouragingly. God, she just wanted him and it was in that moment, without hesitation and without mercy he brought her arms down behind her back.

She cried out and fell to her knees.

Jack released her, smiling cockily and very pleased with himself. Gwen was on her hands and knees trying to inhale the much needed air from being in pain, struggling and completely aroused. Her hair hung over her face as she flung it back and stood up, her chest heaving.

Jack was in no better condition. He stood behind her, watching her almost hungrily. It took an enormous self control to stop doing what he was doing. He too was gasping as he ran his hand through his hair. His shirt completely soaked.

"I believe the score stands Jack 1 and Gwen 0," Jack stated finally catching his breath, "You know we can stop now before I disgrace you entirely. I'm giving you a chance."

Gwen defiantly stared at him and smirked, "You are so going to pay for that, Harkness."

Jack grinned knowing that she wouldn't back out, "Well, then I believe the mud pit is this way my lady."

They distanced themselves from each other as they walked slowly towards the mud pit staring each other down. They stood on opposite sides of it, their eyes threatening the other's to break the intensity of their stare as round two began.

Next up Round 2 of this Gwen vs Jack fest. Please review and let me know what you think and if you want me to continue. Thanks :D