Title: What He Wants
Chapter Title: Possession
Author: Penguins Stealing My Sanity
Disclaimer: I own nothing. The song belongs to my newest musical obsession, Evans Blue; the title of the song is the same title of this chapter.
Summary: Jack faked his death, and now he's off to find Ennis and start their life together. But it's not always that simple… There's very little plot involved in this; it's mostly just an excuse for me to write a few explicit sex scenes between Jack and Ennis. ;)
Genre: Romance
Warnings: Just a little language, and two cute cowboys screwing. You know, the usual.
Rating: R
Setting: After Ennis calls Lureen, the movie didn't happen. This is right after Ennis has found out Jack's "dead."

- What He Wants -

"Possession"

I drove on down the road, humming softly. I shouldn've been near as happy as I felt—I should've been damn disappointed in me—but I couldn't keep a smile from my face. I'd done somethin' bad, and I knew well enough that it was wrong of me—but it'd seemed like the best way to get what I wanted. Jack Twist always got what he wanted.

Listen as the wind blows
From across the great divide
Voices trapped in yearning,
Memories trapped in time
The night is my companion,
And solitude my guide
Would I spend forever here
And not be satisfied?

It hadn't been near as hard as I'd thought it'd be to fake my own death. Just talked to the sheriff, who owed me from way back, and he placed a call to Lureen, tellin' her he'd found me dead. She didn' even want to see my body, which was no real surprise, but it made everythin' easier. I was "cremated" (Lureen, an' Momma an' Daddy were just given fake ashes) and I got the hell outta Texas, and headed straight for Wyoming. That's where I was now, drivin' to Ennis' house and prayin' to God he was there.

I wondered what he'd do when he saw me. Far as I knew, he didn' know I was "dead," an' we weren't supposed to meet up again till November. I sure hoped he'd be happy to see me, instead of angry, 'cause I never did know how Ennis would react to anythin'. I'd lost count of how many times he'd punched me fer no good reason. It was just the way he was, an' I didn't really mind that much. Bein' punched by Ennis was better'n bein' miles away from him, far as I was concerned.

And I would be the one
To hold you down
Kiss you so hard
I'll take your breath away
And after, I'd wipe away the tears
Just close your eyes dear

I finally pulled up in front of his house, an' jumped from my truck, lookin' around fer him. But his own truck wasn't there, an' I couldn't see any sign of him around.

I wasn't sure what to do now. A part of me wanted to hide my truck, and go wait fer him inside, to surprise him…but I decided he wouldn't like that very much. So I just leaned up against my truck, and waited. I didn't have to wait too long before his old, beat-up truck came rumblin' down the road. I could see him behind the wheel, starin' at me like he'd seen a ghost. He nearly fell outta his truck, an' I could see that he'd been cryin'. I stopped smilin' an' went towards him, tryin' to ask what was the matter, but he just stumbled away from me, his face pale as paper.

Through this world I've stumbled
So many times betrayed
Trying to find an honest word
To find the truth enslaved
Oh you speak to me in riddles and
You speak to me in rhymes
My body aches to breathe your breath
Your words keep me alive

"Ennis? Ennis, it's me—Jack. What the hell's wrong with you?"

"You're dead," he said, clutchin' at the back of his truck. "I talked to Lureen—she said you was killed—"

"Ennis—Christ's sake, stop tryin' to run away from me!" How had he found out about me bein' dead? An' he'd already talked to Lureen… "Shit, Ennis, I didn't mean for you to find out till after I'd already gotten to talk to you… It was all faked, Ennis. I had to get away from Lureen…I couldn't keep livin' like that, couldn't keep lyin' to her and to myself…" He'd finally stopped tryin' to back away from me, but I could see him shakin', an' I wondered if it was because he was angry, of if he was still uncertain. I started to say more, but then he jumped forward and punched me hard across the face. I fell—I never could manage to stay on my feet after one of his punches.

He stood over me, hands fisted at his sides, glarin' down like the fury of God Himself was runnin' through him. "If you ever do anythin' that fuckin' stupid again," he said softly but angrily, "I'll kill you myself." Then he reached down and grabbed me by jacket, draggin' me to my feet and slammin' me against his truck; he kissed me hard enough to hurt, but it didn't even occur to me to try to pull away. "Jack fuckin' Twist," he whispered, holdin' my face tightly. "How can you be so fuckin' stupid?"

I couldn't help but laugh. "Guess it comes of fallin' off all them bulls. Can't tell ya how many times I fell on my head…"

And I would be the one
To hold you down
Kiss you so hard
I'll take your breath away
And after, I'd wipe away the tears
Just close your eyes dear

Into this night I wander
It's morning that I dread
Another day of knowing of
The path I fear to tread

"Come on," he said, grabbin' my arm and draggin' me towards his house. We didn't even make it halfway to the bedroom; soon as we were inside his house, Ennis shoved me up against the door an' started kissin' me again, pushin' my jacket off my shoulders and rippin' my shirt open so buttons went flyin' every which way. I didn't even bother with his shirt, just undid his belt as fast as I could and shoved his pants down over his hips; he did the same to me barely a heartbeat later—even as fast as our hearts were beatin'. I ground my hips against his, and we both moaned. I wrapped my arms up around his neck, and he grabbed onto my hips, liftin' me up a little and then movin' in close. Out of instinct, mostly, I wrapped my legs around his waist, givin' him a clearer way into me. He pressed up into me, and we both cried out, me archin' my back as I felt him movin' inside me. He slammed me back against the door so hard that all the air went rushin' from my lungs, but neither of us really took notice of it. My legs fell from his waist but, even then, my feet didn't touch the ground with Ennis shovin' into me so hard. We were both scremain' madly with the pleasure, and I kept beggin' him to go even harder, even faster. I came a moment before he did, shoutin' his name even as I felt him come inside me. He thrust into me a few more times, and then he fell forward, leanin' heavily against me.

Oh into the sea of waking dreams
I follow without pride
Nothing stands between us here
And I won't be denied

And I would be the one
To hold you down
Kiss you so hard
I'll take your breath away
And after, I'd wipe away the tears
Just close your eyes dear

"Jack…fuckin'…Twist," he whispered against my neck. "Fuckin'…Jack Twist…." He lifted his head and looked up into my eyes, his face serious now. "When Lureen told me you was dead… Damnit, Jack, why didn't you tell me you were plannin' somethin' like this? I…" He trailed off, and I leaned forward to kiss him.

"I didn't think there was any way you could find out before I could get here an' tell you what I'd done. I guess I wasn't thinkin' 'bout much else besides bein' with you… I'm sorry, Ennis."

He kissed me again, hard enough that my head slammed back against the door. "Damnit, Ennis—ya gotta stop doin' that! Now get off me—"

Smilin', he took a few steps back. "How long you gonna stay?" he asked.

"Where else've I got to go? I was thinkin' we could start lookin' for that ranch I was always talkin' 'bout…"

He shook his head, but he was still smilin'. "You never give up, do you, Twist?"

I returned the smile. "Never." Jack Twist always got what he wanted.

To hold you down
Kiss you so hard
I'll take your breath away
And after, I'd wipe away the tears
Just close your eyes dear

I'll hold you down
Kiss you so hard
I'll take your breath away
And after, I'd wipe away the tears
Just close your eyes…

I'm working on the next chapter even as you read this. It'll be longer, I promise…though it will also have even less plot, and much more explicit sex...planning for at least two scenes, maybe more…

Did I overdo the Western accent? I think I might have…

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