Sorry FF! I FORGOT ABOUT YOU! Don't hate me! I still love you!
And I only found inspiration today after watching season 1 again and getting the shit scared out of me.
{For Lack Of A Better Title…} ROAR!
When Jack came and opened the safe, Gwen hurtled out of it like a wild woman, racing over to Jack's desk putting her hands on the sides and leaning forward breathing very deeply.
Giving Jack the perfect view. As much as he wanted to take her then and there, he decided not to.
For FUCKS sake Jack! Fucking lock me in a safe why don't you?
Hey, whose side are you on all the sudden? I thought you were meant to be nice, and I was the bitch.
Tables have turned, and I think you have gotten into something you shouldn't have. Think of Rhys.
I'd rather not thank-you.
Don't be rude, he is probably sitting alone in a bar blindly drunk and spilling his drink.
Sucker…
Gwen. Don't make me-
Don't threaten me you stupid cow, for Christs sake turn around woman and check out Jack.
Fine. But this isn't over.
Shut up.
Devil Gwen 6, Angel Gwen 2.
She turned to find Jack leaning against the wall with his arms crossed and his erection now very noticeable. He raised an eyebrow at her.
'A tad stuffy in there,' Gwen tried to explain.
Jack nodded, unconvinced. He sauntered over to her and stood at kissing distance.
EEP!
Will you shut up. Please for the love of baby Jesus.
Sorry.
Yes, well.
Jack bit his lip, trying to chuckle at her thoughts. He cocked his head to the side, studying her expression.
'What?' Gwen asked getting hot under his penetrating gaze.
'Has anyone ever seduced you?' Jack asked casually, as if he was asking her how she took her coffee.
Shit! Here it is!
Quiet. And lie.
No, lying is bad. And how is that in anyway possible? To be quiet and lie at the same time?
Do it!
'What sort of a question is that?' Gwen said uneasily with a half smile.
'It is a fairly straight forward question Gwen Cooper. Has anyone ever seduced you, properly? The type of seduction where whenever they walk into the room you just, melt,' Jack whispered, his lips so close to hers now it was a tease to be there.
'Well, um. Yes, there is Rhys,' she said with a quiver in her voice.
'I'm not buying it,' Jack replied his lips a millimetre from hers. Gwen moved forward to make contact, just as Jack moved away.
I told you not to lie.
What would you know? You're a virgin.
If I am a part of you and basically a figment of your imagination, then surely I can't be.
Touché.
Devil Gwen 6, Angel Gwen 3.
'So, how do men normally get your attention? Asking you on a date? For you're number?'
'That is none of you're business Jack,' Gwen said back, her voice automatically quivering every time she said his name.
'As your boss, it is completely and fully my business,' he informed her, coming to stand in front of her again.
'Well…'
'Well what? Once you are home what happens then?' Jack asked, sounding purely quizzical. 'Do they take you to the unmade bed, strip you and have sex with you? Is that what Rhys does?' Jack asked, imagining what having sex with Gwen would be like. His hard on grew a bit more, again. Really, it was a gift.
'I think Rhys is a perfect gentlemen in the bedroom for your information,' Gwen lied.
He's dull.
And boring.
That's why we had Owen.
Yes. And Rhys is boring.
You said that already.
Did I?
Well I can hardly blame you, look at him, he is amazing.
I wonder how he takes his women…
Good idea! Ask. I dare you.
'So all the other men you have been with have been what? Animals? Trained in captivity?'
'Well if you think you're so great, how do you do it?'
'I asked first,' Jack said.
'Yes, but I did this first,' Gwen said, reaching forward and taking Jack by the lapels. She kissed him hard and he kissed back. His arms encircled her small waist and she put on hand on his waist, and one on his chest.
'Is that all you got?' Jack asked pulling away from the kiss to nibble at her neck.
Gwen groaned in pleasure from his kisses and let her hand wander. It trailed down his chest and all the way down to cup him tightly massaging him through his pants.
'How about that, Captain?' Gwen said sounding pleased with herself.
'Well then, if that is how it's going to be-' Jack trailed off. He slipped his hand under the part of her blouse that was undone and cupped her through her bra.
Jack could feel her rock hard nipples through the lace material. He rubbed his fingers across the surface of her bra, massaging her softly.
'Christ Jack,' Gwen said, tossing her head back.
'It's only fair,' he said.
'Oh really then?' she asked cheekily. Gwen took her hand from him, causing him to sigh. But his fears were quickly erased as she confidently unthreaded his belt and undid the button that was holding his pants together. She pushed her hand down his pants, not at all surprised by the lack of underwear he was wearing.
She took him into her hand roughly and stroked him hard. 'Easy there Gwen we've only just begun,' Jack said with a surprising amount of self-control.
Rhys would have come by now.
He does have a ridiculously tiny cock.
Who Jack! Are we thinking of the same one?
No I was referring to Rhys.
Oh yes, defiantly minuscule.
Devil Gwen 7, Angel Gwen 3.
Jack laughed at this. He knew he had bigger balls than Rhys, but seeing images emitted through Gwen's memory he found out just how tiny Rhys really was. Really, really tiny.
'What's so funny?' Gwen asked.
Was it something I did?
If you keep talking I won't hear the answer.
God he is big…
I noticed.
'Nothing, don't worry,' Jack said, his fingers sliding down her cleavage and over the top of her breasts. After throwing her blouse into a far off corner of his office, Jack's skilled hand slipped around to the back of her bra and he quickly and one handed removed it. He took in the sight in front of him; Gwen's breasts, milky and soft, and they were all his.
Jack held Gwen's breasts a little cautiously, as if he was afraid she was going to break. Really, he was waiting for her to make the next move. His eyes bored into hers, Gwen forgetting to make any movements at all, just letting Jack take the reins so to speak.
He edged her on with a suggestive raise of his eyebrows. Gwen stroked him loosely and slowly.
I am going to make him beg.
He might not be able to though.
What in hell are you on about?
Well, he is so experienced, he has probably already had you in a different universe of his.
Well, he might not have. Down on your knees Capitan.
Jack decided to rub it in, and make her flustered. 'Don't make me beg now, Gwen,' his sexy American accent washing away cool Gwen had retained.
'Ah, well,' she started. Jack kissed her again, a soft teasing kiss like he was daring her to take him. He kissed her hard and roughly pressing his body to hers, positioning himself in Gwen's hand in a way that she wouldn't be able to resist him.
Why is he doing this to me?
Because you asked for it. I was a VERY suggestive top you well, were wearing remember I warned you but-
Shut up, I'm melting and you are ruining it fool.
Devil Gwen 8, Angel Gwen 3.
Melt, Jack thought. I have never heard that one before. Although I have never listen to anyone's thoughts as I have been fucking them either, he mused to himself.
'Shit,' Gwen whispered against his lips, breaking away from him for a moment.
'What's up?'
'I don't know, if you're, well you know, exactly, well, uh, well, you know,' she muttered a little embarrassed.
Jack laughed. 'What, that I won't fit in you? Well , let's see then,' he grinned, his hands unbuttoning her jeans and tossing them aside. He surprised her by picking her up and dropping her on his desk gently.
Jack looked back to Gwen, her hair falling across her face, and her nipples so rock hard they looked like they hurt. So being the gracious boss that Jack is, he decided to put Gwen out of her misery.
Jack leant down and placed a kiss on her breasts, looking up before licking her pebbled nipples and sucking them into oblivion in Gwen's point of view. Her fingers twisted through his perfect hair and she bit her lip, trying to release the tension that was growing in her stomach.
Just from sucking her nipples, Gwen was about to come. Jack could tell, not by reading her thoughts because at the moment they were indecipherable, just by the way she curled her toes, her legs wrapped around his waist, her soaking panties pressing against his massive hard on.
Gwen groaned as Jack pulled away, not giving her the satisfaction she needed.
OK IT HAS BEEN AGES AND I AM KINDA STUCK IN A RUT, SO BEFORE I START WRITING AGAIN, HOW DOES EVERYBODY FEEL ABOUT GWACK ORAL? CAUSE I'M WILLING TO WRITE IT IF YOU'RE WILLING TO REVIEW IT…