Author's Note: Happy Birthday, Jackie, since the episode "Jack and the Gangsters" aired November 26th, 2001. I always found Jack hot AF but that suit grabbed me by the ovaries the very second it came on screen and I was hooting and hollering with the Boss's gang. As always, a special thank you to orenashii and everyone else in the JackXAshi Discord server for their advice and suggestions.


Jackie barely lifted his hand before a cab came screeching to a halt. He opened the door for her and bowed, "After you." Ashi blushed at the treatment but thanked him all the same. The drive to the hotel was silent, sharing shy glances as they continued to hold hands until they reached the suite the hotel graciously always had on standby for him. It was certainly spacious, with a large bedroom, sitting room, and kitchen and dining area, but only one bed, albeit a large one. A horrible fact that he only remembered as soon as he followed Ashi into the room.

"You can take the bed for the evening. I will sleep on the couch," he offered, placing his hat on the coat rack, and placing the sword next to it.

No! She panicked as she hung her stole on the hook next to his hat. She didn't want to sleep just yet, and certainly not without him. "Stay with me, please?" She asked, grabbing his hand.

"Always," he responded automatically, regretting his particular word choice. He didn't want to come off as needy or clingy, but it was true that he never wanted to leave her side.

She smiled and led him to the overstuffed couch, raising a hand to hide her smile as the once confident Jackie the Blade returned to his old easily flustered samurai self as he nervously sat beside her.

"What exactly happened that made you go after Dean?"

Jackie's eyes darkened at the man's name, an unbidden image of that horrible smirk as he violated her trust. "He took advantage of your position to get a better view of a very private area of your body. I could not let that stand."

She blushed and looked away momentarily. She was supposed to be a warrior, always conscious of her surroundings so no one got the drop on her. How could she have let this happen? "Thank you for looking out for me."

"You are quite welcome," he smiled, brushing away the lock of hair that fell in her face.

So touched by his gesture, she leaned forward and captured his lips in a kiss. Jackie sat there stiff as a board for a moment before relaxing and returning her kiss with an equal passion. She closed the gap between them as one hand slowly traveled down her bare back, leaving fire in its wake.

"Ashi," he purred as he broke off for a breath, resting his forehead against hers. "It never ceases to amaze me just how beautiful you are. How cute you are when you curl up as you sleep; how your nose crinkles when you wake; how your face lights up with such pure delight when we're out in nature; how you subconsciously slide next to me when you see something you are unfamiliar with."

She smiled and blushed, shuddering with delight when he took his chance to kiss her again.

"Oh, are you cold? Here." Without hesitation, he removed his jacket and put it on her shoulders, pulling it close around her and smoothing out the creases, careful to avoid her chest. "It looks good on you."

"Jackie," she sighed as she pressed herself against him, wrapping her arms around his neck as she kissed him hungrily. He nearly fell from her exuberance but found his center of balance and corrected himself.

"Actually, it's Jack," he insisted in a deep but playful, teasing tone, and a wide smile on his face.

She burst into loud, exuberant laughter, making his smile even wider, before she pinned him to the cushions below, raining hot, eager kisses on his face as she loosened his tie and undid the buttons on his shirt. He thought nothing of this, only focusing on kissing her. It was only when Ashi's tongue drifted down his throat, between his pecs, and over every bump of his abdomen until she reached his belt that he realized exactly what her intentions were for the evening.

"Ashi, we can't—we shouldn't!" He tried to crawl out from under her, but froze as she daintily laid a finger on his belt buckle. He wanted to keep her pure, keep her innocent, but his body betrayed him with the desire to do so much more. Her eyes were so soft and tender as she laid a gentle gloved hand on his cheek, smiling as he turned his head to kiss her palm.

"I want this," she said plainly before giving him a tantalizing kiss, pulling back before he was ready to let her go. "I want you," she purred before pulling back his open jacket and shirt and kissing the muscle over his heart, never breaking eye contact.

Jack was silent for a good minute, lost in thought as he stared into her eyes, running his hand down her scalp and through her hair. She didn't break the silence, just returned his gaze. She made her desires known, and she couldn't do any more than that to influence him. It wasn't right for her to push him beyond his boundaries. He slipped out from under her, and this time she made no moves to stop him. His silence worried her, was he saying no? She hesitated to meet his eyes as he stood up, wanting to apologize for going too far but also hoping that he wanted the same from her.

His warm smile was reassuring, and she practically melted as he bent down and lifted her into his arms, carrying her bridal style. She pushed back his collar and kissed his neck as she removed his tie, casually dropping it as they entered the bedroom. "I could get used to this," she said with a sultry smile as Jack carefully laid her out on the bed.

"We shall see," he teased with a grin. Of course he'd do it more often if she liked it so much. He'd do anything to please her.

She mirrored his teasing smirk as she crawled toward him, unsure whether to be touched or annoyed that his eyes never once left her face as she sat beside him. It turned to pleasure as he pushed back a strand of hair that fell in her face and then kissed her. She returned it greedily while removing his shirt, flinging it to the side of the room. She shuddered with delight as she ran her hands up and down his hard muscles. "You truly are beautiful," she whispered as she pulled back, admiring his sculpted body, which had become beefier ever since they found his sword and he started eating properly again. He simply blushed in response, feeling nervous as she continued to stroke him. "What?" She laughed, "it's not like this is the first time I've ever seen you like this."

"First time you ever looked at me with such hunger," he replied.

"Then I shall allow you the same," she offered, biting the fingertips of her glove and slowly pulling it off of her arm, tossing it onto the floor with a wave of her head. Jack just sat there, mesmerized. It shouldn't have affected him, he was quite accustomed to her bare arms, but he felt strong waves of heat course through him as he continued to watch the striptease. Too bad nerves took over when she removed his jacket, reached for a shoulder strap and began to pull it down. He had never seen a naked woman before, and his loins waged war with the part of his mind that screamed disrespectful! When both shoulder straps were down and she began to tug at her top, he firmly shut his eyes and looked away.

"Jack, it's okay."

He shook his head vigorously.

"Yes it is," she assured him, pressing her body against his as she wrapped her arms around his neck, trying to distract him with a kiss, but he sat as stiff as a board, unresponsive, eyes wide, and even his top knot shot upward momentarily, as he felt her bare nipples press against his skin. "Oh," she moaned against his lips as she felt his cock press against her thigh and climbed onto his lap.

"Ashi, I…"

"Touch me, Jack, please?" She pleaded as she grabbed his hands, carefully guiding them to cup her breasts. She whimpered in delight at the feel of his large hands nearly engulfing her chest. He dared himself to look down, a slight smile betraying his feelings. He took initiative, fondling them of his own accord, noting every sigh and cry of delight. He was doing this. He was giving her pleasure. He couldn't think of a better ego boost then that.

"Lie down," he advised as he wrapped an arm around her shoulders and placed his other palm on her stomach, carefully guiding her down to the mattress. Taking a few calming deep breaths, he carefully grabbed the bunched dress around her hips, and slowly pulled it down. Ashi happily obliged and lifted her hips, making it easier for him. Her shoes and panties soon followed, leaving her completely naked beneath him. He closed his eyes and concentrated, steeling himself before opening them again and admiring the most beautiful sight the world had ever graced him with. She languidly stretched her body, giving him a much better view, as she looked at him with a seductive smile and half-lidded eyes, welcoming him to do as he pleased.

Jack smiled, running a hand down the side of her body, momentarily finding her helpless and vulnerable as she shuddered at his touch. With a small chuckle, he shook his head, clearing his previous thoughts. Those words did not suit his Ashi at all. She was still a deadly force if he dared to harm her. He leaned over her, lazily kissing and nipping at her neck before slowly making his way down her body, covering almost her entire torso in loving kisses. Ashi squirmed beneath him, digging her fingernails into his shoulders as she gasped in delight.

He paused when he reached the curve of her hips and realized just how close he was to her core. His hands kept traveling down, lightly scraping his nails down her thighs, mesmerized by the idea of exploring her most intimate area, but would she welcome it? Is that what was done? He regretted never taking the time to discuss with someone, even the Scotsman, how to make love to a woman; always assuming that it would never happen until long after his quest was complete. Ashi deserved the knowledge and skill of an experienced lover who knew exactly how to please her.

"Don't you dare stop," she growled, lifting herself up so she could watch him.

"As you wish," he smiled, kissing her stomach before continuing his way down her thighs as his finger did circles around her folds, trying to prepare her for what was going to happen. With a silent prayer, he carefully inserted half of his finger inside, hoping it would be good for her. He got his answer as she arched upward, thrusting her hips forward, burying his entire finger inside, and clamped down tightly on him as she wordlessly cried out.

"Ashi, are you alright?" He asked worriedly, pulling out of her.

"I told you don't stop!" She hissed.

He quickly obeyed, slowly moving his finger in and out of her, his free hand softly stroking her thigh as he watched her writhe with pleasure. He watched with some confusion as liquid dripped over his finger and out of her entrance. Her seed? He leaned down, pausing a moment as he debated on whether or not he should do this, and tentatively lapped it up. The taste was quite agreeable, and Ashi's cry of delight was even more so. He removed his wet finger and dragged it across her stomach, and slowly licked it clean, catching her eyes as she dared lift her head to watch him

"Jack... please," she pleaded, unsure of how to handle such a surge of pleasure that coursed through her body.

"Anything for you," he promised, his voice deep and seductive, making her whole body shake. He gently kissed the area above her folds before inserting his tongue into her. He kept his motions slow and smooth, exploring her at his leisure.

Ashi screamed as she gripped the sheets with all fingers and toes. Of all the newfound pleasure Jack had introduced her to tonight, nothing compared to this.

"Ashi?" He asked worriedly.

"Stop talking and put that tongue back in me!" She instructed, knowing what he wanted to say. Later she would appreciate his constant concern for her well-being, but right now all she wanted to do was drown in the pleasure Jack was giving her.

He immediately obeyed, aiming too low and bumping the nub below her folds, sending a fresh wave of heat through her.

"FUCK HOLY FUCK GODDAMN SHIT FUCK YES!" She exclaimed, surrendering all control of her body to Jack's ministrations.

"Language!" He chided.

"What did I say about talking?"

He couldn't argue with that, and moved his focus to the nub that she seemed to enjoy so much. Ashi threw her head back and gave her loudest cry yet. Her head fell forward as she caught her breath and saw his cute top knot flick up and down as he pleasured her. This pushed her over the edge as she screamed, her words devolving from curses to gibberish, grasping the sheets so tightly that she tore them as she came. Her body temporarily arched upward as her thighs grabbed Jack's head before she collapsed on the bed, panting from the rush.

"Ashi, are you alright? Was that too much? Did I hurt you?" He frantically asked. His knowledge of sex was so limited, mostly random talk in taverns, where men would talk about their exploits and the pleasure that women gave them, never the other way around. He wanted to believe what he did was good for her, but a nagging fear argued otherwise.

"Take me," she answered.

"What?"

She sat up, one hand on his shoulder as she leaned in close to whisper in his ear, "I want you inside of me," grabbing his hard, throbbing member. Jack flinched and gritted his teeth, doing his best to keep it together and not finish right there. That is not my hand that is not my hand that feels so good that is not my hand!

"Y-yes," he agreed, struggling with himself as he took Ashi's hand, taking a few deep breaths as he recovered from the intensity that flooded his body only moments prior.

"Mmmm, you liked that, didn't you?" She teased, reaching for him again, but he moved back on the bed, out of her reach.

"I will not be able to finish inside of you if this continues," he explained, feeling shy. He didn't want to embarrass himself nor ruin their lovely night by coming before her.

She playfully pouted, conceding to his request, and watched with interest as he opened the night stand drawer and proceeded to open a small square shaped package.

"To protect you from child," he explained as he put it on, wishing he could thank the original concierge that insisted on placing condoms in his night stand on the small chance of this ever happening, and his instructions on how to use it. Initially he had dismissed the notion, thinking that this would never happen, but he still paid attention to every word, committing it to memory. A stubborn warrior trait from all his training, or a faint hope that one day he would know the joys of sex? He didn't know.

Ashi watched hungrily as the material swallowed his dick, anxious to do the same. Her body was screaming for it, though she wasn't quite sure why. "Jack, please," she pleaded, spreading her legs and letting him see how wet she was for him.

"Ashi," he purred in a deep tone as he positioned himself above her, resting his forehead against hers as he hovered just above her entrance. Words he wanted to say, needed to say, frozen on the tip of his tongue. Why now, at the height of such intimacy, was fear controlling him? Why couldn't he just say it?

"Don't think," she advised him, briefly brushing her lips against his. "Just do what feels right."

If words failed him, the least he could do was express himself in his actions. He poured everything he felt for her into a loving kiss as he slowly entered her, hoping his kiss could at least distract her from whatever pain she was feeling. She happily responded, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him closer. Her hips matched his short thrusts, burying himself a little deeper then he intended. She broke the kiss for a gasp when he entered her completely.

"Ashi?" He asked, worried that he hurt her, or worse. Too often had he heard of boisterous laughter and proud boasts of how loud their woman screamed in bed the night before in taverns and inns across the land. He vowed to never do that to her.

"I'm fine," she quickly assured him, smiling warmly as she reached up and pulled the pin on his top knot, falling neatly to frame his handsome face. "It's just…a little strange, but it feels so good."

"Yes it does," he agreed, slowly moving in and out of her with a gentle rhythm, watching her face intently, looking for any sign to stop. But she only gave him signs of pleasure as she panted in delight, staring at him through half-lidded eyes of delight, as if he was the most important man on earth. "Ashi," he moaned, kissing and nipping at her neck as he dared to go slightly faster, smiling as she quickly matched his speed. She wanted this just as much as he did. He had waited so long for this, all those years of ignoring his natural urges in favor of his quest. It was worth it to wait for her.

"Please don't stop," she cried as she gripped his shoulders, digging her nails in. Her walls tightened around him, making his eyes almost bulge out of his head from a strong surge of delight. So wet so tight so wet so tight! His movements became harder, more frantic, as sheer lust took control of his body. So good so good so good!

"Ashi!" He exclaimed as he gave his hardest thrust yet, burying himself inside her, and gripping the sheets as tightly as he could as he came. "Ashiteru!" He cried, his voice mingling with hers as she cried out wordlessly, sharing in his pleasure. His arms caught him as he fell, sparing her from bearing the bulk of his body, and gratefully took the opportunity to bury his face into her neck, hiding his shame. Ashiteru, the most intimate form of saying "I love you" in his native tongue. He struggled all evening to tell her how he felt, and then that came out without warning. Would she realize what he said? Would she ask questions?

"Jack." He lifted his head in response, and was surprised when she grabbed his head and kissed him with such intense passion. He barely had time to respond before she pulled away. "That was amazing. You were amazing."

"I…" He tried to think of something a cool, sophisticated lover would say. "I agree." Smooth, Casanova.

She laughed and playfully punched his shoulder, "You are such a dork! Don't ever change, Jack."

He smiled and laid down next to her on his stomach, casually stretching his body. "If it pleases you, I shall not."

She turned onto her side, facing him, running her hand through his long hair, her nails lightly scraping his scalp and neck. "Your top knot is cute, but I honestly miss your long hair."

His body arched slightly into her touch, like a cat. "My homeland traditions require my hair to be worn in a top knot, but I can be persuaded to make exceptions for you."

"Persuaded?" She chuckled. "Here I thought I had you wrapped around my finger, and that you would do anything for me."

"I will gladly let my hair down more often if you will continue this," he conceded with a warm smile, relaxing under her touch.

"I'll never stop," she confirmed with a smile, pulling him close and letting his head rest on her shoulder, continuing to stroke his hair.

He smiled and buried his face into her neck, taking in her scent. He had never known a pillow so warm and comfortable, and his body hadn't felt so relaxed in years. "Ashi," he murmured, fighting the urge to sleep.

"Yes, Jack?"

His lips moved but no words came out as he surrendered to the warm embrace of sleep. She kissed his forehead and pulled the blanket high, covering him from the neck down. "Good night, Jack," she whispered, holding him close as she joined him in sleep.