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I believe after this, things are going to intensify considering…well please read on and find out lol

Tosh started, "Did he just-"

"Oh yeah," Ianto answered just coming out of his shock.

"This is better than cable," Owen said excitedly hopping from one foot to the other in anticipation of Round 2.

Gwen and Jack faced each other, their gaze intense. Up until now it had all been amusing for the both of them, but Jack wanted to push Gwen. He wanted her to really want to hurt him, just so he could come back and stop her and maybe cop another feel in the process. He never would admit it out loud, but he loved when Gwen challenged him, loved it when she put herself right in his face and yelled defiantly at him. He loved it almost as much as he hated it. Jack knew Gwen was tough. He also knew that he could even consider her his equal, if not for his pride.

"I'm changing up the deal a little bit," he said.

Gwen raised an eyebrow in utter disbelief, "Really?"

"Yeah. I want to raise the stakes," Jack said.

Tosh, Owen and Ianto leaned forward and listened very carefully.

"If you manage to keep me on the ground ten seconds three times I'll tell you about the Doctor, where I went and other parts of my history including Grey, my home and the time agency. You won't have to feed Myfawny, I'll give you that raise plus a bonus, Ricky boy can keep his reproductive organs and I'll donate some money to that charity you've been hounding me about for the past few days."

It was a price to pay, but he knew Gwen would not be able to resist a deal like that. And he knew she knew he knew she couldn't resist a deal like that. Gwen was so anxious for Jack to open up to her and tell her and her alone the things that he never told anyone else. The raise and getting out of feeding Myfawny were nice too, but she just wanted to know him more than anything. But this was almost too easy. He was handing her an opportunity on silver platter, but his eyes held mischief.

"What's the catch?" she asked.

He smirked and Gwen could have sworn she saw the devil dancing in his eyes, "If I manage to keep you on the ground for ten seconds two more times and only because I won Round 1, you have to feed Myfawny for three months instead of the already agreed one, you have to attend a lunch date with your mother and me, honestly you should spend some more time with her, she really is a lovely lady and…"he knew this one would finally get her temper going, "…for an entire month you can't argue or object to anything I say. You have to do what you're told without a question or comment."

Gwen folded her arms and pursed her lips, "And what does this doing everything I'm told to do by you consist of? And answer wisely, Jack."

"Just doing everything you're told. No arguments, disagreements, challenges."

"So, if the end of the world is occurring and you make a bad decision?"

"You keep your mouth quiet and let the world go to shit," it wasn't likely something like that would happen though.

"And what if it's a tie?"

"THEN we go to naked mud wrestling," he grinned.

Gwen thought for a moment about his last request if he won,"Jack, what are you getting at?"

"I'm trying to make a point, Gwen. I'm the boss. You are the second in command. You are supposed to follow my orders and not the other way around. If so we wouldn't be mud wrestling now would we? So if I tell you, for example, to come in wearing a French maid's outfit, I expect you to do it without objection," he knew it was working as a shade of hot red anger reached her face.

He would never do something like that to her. Not really, but he needed to stir her up, so rolling around in the mud pit would carry some more enjoyment. He needed to egg her on.

"And what makes you think, Jack, that I am the type of girl who would put up with such bullshit as that?" Gwen gritted her teeth.

She hated what he was implying. Hated that he was actually attempting to limit her. She was the one who took charge when he bloody took off without a moment's notice. And yeah, there were times when she did take charge, but NOW it bothered him? She wasn't having any of it.

"Gwen, like I said before. You don't have to agree. We could just do what we were doing before and that'd be it, but you still get Myfawny for a month."

And she wouldn't get the answers she so wanted. The thought of not being able to test and question him was boring though. She loved to get him going, playfully of course and she hated that he would enjoy her not being able to do that. She thought for a moment. The temptation was right there, but the consequences were made clear. She couldn't let it slip away.

"Fine," she stated.

"Sorry?" he pretended he didn't hear.

"Fine," she said loudly.

"Let the record show what Gwen and I have just agreed to," Jack said loudly so Ianto, Tosh and Owen could hear.

"She's dead," Owen stated simply.

Ianto spoke into the loud speaker, "Firmly noted. Jack Harkness has promised to sell his secrets; Gwen Cooper has promised to sell her soul."

"All right, all right. We know the deal. Can we get on with Round two?" Owen yelled.

"Your wish is my command. Round 2!-DING!" Ianto rang the bell and it was on.

"Better get out that French maid's dress," Jack laughed.

The only way to get to the other person was for someone to get into the mud pit. Neither was willing to be the first candidate. He continued to taunt her with words.

"How are you going to explain this to Rick?" he said in mock horror, "He isn't going to be too happy about this is he?"

"Drop dead."

"Been there, done that. You know now that I think about it I've always had this fantasy about-"

She cut him off before he could even go into detail. She was mad. The minute he put on the whole "I'm the boss so what I say goes attitude" she knew that this time would be unmerciful for him.

She leaned forward balancing herself, so she didn't fall into mud and went to hit him. He moved his head and she tried once more, but she missed again.

"Whoa, kitty's got claws," he smirked.

"Fuck off," she growled and spun to kick him, but he caught her leg.

"Hey! Language. It's not nice when a lady uses such foul language."

He twisted her leg and she flipped face first into mud. She picked her head up and spit dirt from her mouth as his laughter echoed throughout.

Gwen kicked his ankles and Jack yelped as he fell onto his back in the mud. She got on her hands and knees and gripped Jack's wrist pinning him to the ground, but Jack kneed her in the stomach and rolled them over trailing mud with them. Gwen fought against him and they followed in a dance of rolling and desperate kicks. The other fighting off their opponent's arms as they each tried to punch, pin, trap and hit the other.

"C'mon Jack baby, c'mon Jack baby!"Owen cheered.

"Gwen, c'mon. You've got more self control then that!"Tosh yelled.

"You know if you tilt your head to the side, it almost looked like they're having sex."

"I didn't pay good money for almost, Ianto," Owen practically growled as he continued to stare at the screen, "Rip her shirt off!"

Gwen spat dirt in his face. By this time they were both covered from head to toe. His only response was to slide her deeper into the pit as he leaned back running his hands up her thighs. This infuriated Gwen and she kicked him in the face knocking him back. She crawled from her position, so she was leaning over him breathing heavily.

"This is all a joke to you isn't it?" she growled her face covered in clay.

Before Jack could start to roll them into another fight for power Gwen stuck her nails into his stomach. Jack cried out as her fingertips ran red with small stains of blood. Her other hands held his back.

"One! Two! Three…"Ianto counted into the loud speaker.

"What's the matter, Jack? I thought you enjoyed skin on skin contact."

That line drove him mad as he purposely thrust towards her and her hand contact broke. He head butt her much like she did to him earlier. She ignored the stinging pain as she fell off of him. He made to get on top of her again, but she knocked him back yet again as hands tried to bind the other to the ground.

Both were slicked with sweat and mud and Jack couldn't help, but think how sexy she looked. As he tried to hold her he purposely took a lump full of mud and pounded it on her hair. She yelled out and he grinned.

She flipped them over with amazing force pinning his arm to the ground one final time. She had finally had enough. She did the one thing she could think of to get him to stop. This man was immortal and as she grew more tired, he only grew stronger. She knew of no weakness except...well if he could, so could she.

So as Jack felt her hand slide into his pants he couldn't help, but let out a small grown. Her touch just above him was almost too painful.

"One! Two! Three!"Ianto started again.

"Jack, that's the oldest trick in the book! Get up, you sex freak! Get up!" Owen yelled.

"That's right, Gwen! Woman's intuition!"

"How tough are you now Captain?" Gwen gritted as she just barely stroked him.

"Four! Five! Six!"

His hands came to clasp her waist as she sat on him. He forgot all about the wrestling match as he hardened against her. If he could use sex against her, she thought, why couldn't she?

"Tell me, Jack," she whispered huskily against his ear, "Do you enjoy getting down and dirty with all your coworkers or am I just special?"

He let out a small moan as she teased him. His head fell back and his eyes shut. He tried to stop himself, but… Gwen, had to admit she liked what she was feeling, but that wasn't the point. The point was there was no way in hell she was going weevil hunting while wearing a French maid's outfit.

"Seven! Eight! Nine!"

She removed her hand.

"Ten! And Gwen wins Round Two," Ianto yelled.

"She cheated! She fucking cheated! Foul! That is a foul! Redo! Redo!" Owen yelled.

"Stop being such a baby Owen and accept it," Tosh shot back smirking in the process.

Jack opened his eyes as he realized Gwen was no longer sitting against his body. He saw her standing sneering all the while and acting as though she did not just do what she just did. He couldn't believe how easily she had managed to turn his own tricks against him. He would have to be more careful.

"You minx," he spat slowly standing from the mud pit.

She ignored him a smug expression still set upon her features, "So, Jack, when you said raise. How much are we talking about?"

Okay, so that was Round 2. Keep on reviewing if you're up for Round 3. Like I've said before, things are sure to intensify with some of the sizzling ideas I've got going ( I know it sounds weird, but I mean when you put Gwen and Jack in a mud pit both desperate to beat the other the possibilities are endless). Again thanks in advance and keep on reading and reviewing pretty please :D