The Fixer

Jackson Connors Protection, Security, &&Execution, at a price.written by: Matt

[catalinawine-deactivated2017011]

❝ It’s been okay so far. I’ve missed you though. Like a lot. School is boring, I wish I didn’t have to go most days. It’s fine. I will just get my real daddy to get me a car.  ❞

 A sigh parted through her lips, moving her body to lay against the leather of the couch. Looking over at him, a smirk on her features.

[bishopsgambit]

She always enjoyed teasing him, but two could play at that game. Reaching over, he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her a little closer to him, leaning in to plant soft kisses along her neck.

“You could...but it would take a lot of convincing...”

Speaking between kisses, taking in the sweet scent that emitted from her skin.

[catalinawine-deactivated2017011]

She could see how it cost him to obtain all of this useless crap. For what though? She wasn’t really sure. The couch he’d had previously was just fine. Walking over and studying him, before taking a seat. Bringing her leg up and letting it hang off of his own. Her bare thigh touching the fabric of his pants. Before she sat back and looked around, the new surroundings were starting to grow on her. A soft pout in his direction.

  ❝ You have like three cars though, I have to walk all the way to your house from the east side. Take pity on me.  ❞

 Playfully sticking her tongue out before biting onto it. 

[bishopsgambit]

Jack made room for her as she sat down next to him, watching as a single thigh was placed to rest upon his leg. Both hands reached down to begin rubbing slowly along her smooth skin, listening to her.

“Patience. We just met like a month ago. How’s your day been so far?”

[catalinawine-deactivated2017011]

A chuckle, as she tilted her head at him. Dropping her backpack over by the door. A warm smile presented to him. Before moving towards him, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him against her and downwards a little bit. Placing her lips onto his. Deepening the kiss, smiling behind it. Pulling away and looking at him, quirking a brow at him. Looking past him and into the living room a little bit. 

 ❝ Of course I did. You gave me a key for a reason didn’t you? What you need to do is get me a car. Did you get some new stuff bebé ? Why does this room look so different? ❞

 Parting from him and walking into the living room. Something was pulling her eye, though she wasn’t sure what it was yet.

[bishopsgambit]

Jack watched as the gorgeous girl approached him, instinctively wrapping his arms around her tiny waist once she came up to him, returning the kiss with as much earnest as she did. It was brief however as he soon felt her pull away, his lips attempting to keep it going but inevitably failing, the smirk widening as she did.

“I’ll think about it.”

He teased before releasing her, turning to watch as she made her way into the living area. Following her, he knew immediately what she was referring to.

“I managed to get a few new things for the living room. That recliner, the desk, the larger TV, and...this couch.”

Walking over to it, he sat down on it, the leather retracted underneath him.

[catalinawine-deactivated2017011]

&& @bishopsgambit

Catalina had been texting him all day, and finally got an invitation to come over. They had met awhile ago, and already established a type of forbidden relationship between the two of them. Walking up to the gate and opening it with a code. As it clanked and whirred to life and opened for her. It soon closed after her, walking up the long driveway up towards the house. She always walked around everywhere she went, and he lived uptown so it was quite a walk from where her house was. 

Approaching the glass door, before placing her finger on the doorbell and ringing it. Waiting around, and shifting from boot to boot. Her eyes looking over towards the side yard for a moment. After a few moments of a no answer, moving her backpack to the front of her. Unzipping the front pocket and grabbing out his key. And then putting it into the lock and unlocking it. Opening the door. Whistling as she entered. 

 ❝ Heeeeeelllllllloooooooooooooooooooooo.  ❞

[bishopsgambit]

“I’m coming, one second!”

Jack shouted from the other side of the house, hoping whoever it was would hear them, despite already knowing that his attempt would be in vain. He’d finally upgraded to more suitable living conditions now that his bank account was becoming a bit more populated. Several issues needed to be taken care of and his name became synonymous with the word “answer.” 

Finishing up in the bathroom, he rushed over to his bedroom to put on some clothes. A t-shirt and some shorts were laid out already for him to put on. Putting on the shorts, he started to walk over to the door only to see Cat entering with the spare key he gave her. His shirt still in hand and his chest on full display, scars and all.

“So you’re just letting yourself in now, huh?”

A smirk tugged on his lips, chuckling softly, his arms reached around as he pulled the shirt down over his head.

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    Natasha couldn’t help the roll of her eyes. “Dating sounds like we’re back in high school.” She paused for a moment, her hands stilling before she shrugged her shoulders and continued on her way as though nothing had happened. “Not that I ever went to high school, but you know what I meant –“     Extending her arm, she offered him one of the drinks and leaned against the counter so that she was facing him. “I don’t know if coming here falls into keeping a low profile,” she felt the need to point out before she pushed away from the counter and made her way back into the living room so that she could seat herself in the corner of the couch; her legs curled up beneath her.

[bishopsgambit]

“It might not be the best idea, but I’m willing to take that risk.”

Happily taking the drink from her, he immediately took a sip before following her over to the living area, sitting down next to her. She always looked adorable whenever she sat with her legs like that. It was something Jack had made known to her previously. Taking another sip, his free arm wrapped around her body, gently pulling her towards him a bit.

“Have I ever told you...how gorgeous you look in sweatpants?”

[harlykinns-a]

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[bishopsgambit]

Jack’s thrusts became even more frequent with each moan and scream Harley released from the very core of her body. His thrusts were rough, ensuring that she would have a difficult time maintaining balance once he’d let her down. Jack never suspected being put on this team would lead him in such a direction with this woman, but he had no objections to it. Feeling her juices flow down his hardened length, he could feel himself growing closer and closer to that peak. The scrapes along his back forced out a grunt from the depths of his throat, only craving more of her. Minutes passed when Jack finally reached that climactic point, grunting loudly as he felt the release inside of her. His grip loosening on her a bit, bending over so as to let her back down on her feet. His face was kept close to her neck, his breathing pressing into her skin.

[truesymphony-a]

The redhead’s gaze never faltered.  She stared at him, studying his every little detail.  It was clear he was thinking the same thing she was but she was only toying with him right now.  He wasn’t the first to flirt with her and he wouldn’t be the last.  

“Mm i guess so though ya never answered me.  I hafta say this honesty thin’ should go both ways.  Kinda like me.”

Ray honestly never stopped talking and would drop the strangest information at the worst times.  Like now.  She was telling him about her sexual preference for no real reason.  She could blame it on the whiskey but she knew that wasn’t the case.

[bishopsgambit]

At this point, if it wasn’t obvious before, it was now. She was definitely looking for a good time, and Jack was never one to deny such a gorgeous woman that pleasure. Reaching down, he snaked one arm around her waist, his gaze never leaving her own.

“Well, maybe you can tell me more on the way back to my apartment. Or yours. I honestly have no preference.”

He was becoming a bit more eager than he was originally. Perhaps it was his drink or this talk of how she preferred either sex. This spawned a multitude of things in his mind. Things he’d love to find out.

[truesymphony-a]

Clearly this man wasn’t much of a drinker.  Or if he was he didn’t do well with hard liquors.  Not that it mattered.  She finished her third drink then placed the glass on the counter.  She was going to stop for now.  She needed a clear head.

“You naked.  Also, a few other thins but I think the first part is all ya care about.”

 Ray didn’t really have a shy in her body.  He asked and she was honest.  he could take it or leave it.  It really didn’t matter much to her.  Just because she was thinking about it didn’t mean much.  At least not yet.

[bishopsgambit]

The bartender had arrived with his next drink, grasping it before downing a significant portion of it from the glass. Her answer hardly surprised him. He had already been getting those vibes from her from the moment she approached the counter. Moving out of his seat, he stood next to her, meeting her gaze yet again, he leaned against the counter with her.

“Sounds like we both have a lot on our minds then.”

He was curious to see if she was the type of woman to act on these thoughts of hers. Usually, Jack was the one to initiate any sort of flirting, so he was happy to see the role was reversed for once.

[truesymphony-a]

“Huh… Well Jack is gonna be my favorite thin’ tonight then.  N I don mean the drink.”

She was only half joking.  He did hold her interest for now at least. 

“No, jus’ like Jack.  This stuff is like water ta me.”

She finished off the second glass then got the third.  She leaned against the counter as she looked him up and down.  Yeah he was very cute.  Nice butt too.  This could go very well.

[bishopsgambit]

As he finished up his first glass, he started to notice that she was now on her third drink. The woman obviously knew how to throw down her alcohol. Requesting another round from the bartender, he returned his attention back to her.

“Oh yea? So tell me. What’s going through that mind of yours right now?”

As if he didn’t already know, but he thought he’d play dumb, see just how honest she could be. His eyes got distracted on occasion, glancing down to catch yet another glimpse of how her dress hugged her curves.

[truesymphony-a]

Ray was use to attention.  Honestly she couldn’t remember the last time she actually paid for her own drinks.  One of the perks of being a pretty girl.  But this guy.  Well he wasn’t tripping all over her or anything which intrigued her. Though she wasn’t about to show it. Yet anyways.

“Rachael.”

She extended her hand out to him, batting her eyelashes.  She was pretty use to getting what she wanted and she didn’t think this would be any different.

[bishopsgambit]

Reaching up, he gently grasped her hand, shaking it slightly before releasing it.

“Jack. Pleasure.”

Taking another sip of his drink, he turned slightly to face the woman, giving her some of his attention. He found her to be quite attractive, curious as to what hide under that slim dress. However, he wasn’t prepared to disclose that information just yet.

“I drink to see where it takes me. And what about you, Rachael? Any specific reason?”

[truesymphony-a]

The gruff voice instantly got her attention.  She had a weakness for a nice deep voice. And he didn’t look too bad either.  This had to be the best part of her night so far.

“Oh drinkin’ your problems away or lookin’ for a good time?”

She mused as she took the second drink.  

“Jack is always good.”

[bishopsgambit]

It had been a while since Jack had gotten the attention of anyone. Usually, he tried his best to keep a low profile, but he obviously failed at that this evening. His smirk growing a bit at her question. Upon receiving his beverage, he took a sip of it before meeting her gaze with his own.

“Depends on who’s asking.”

[truesymphony-a]

The bar seemed to only get louder and busier as the night went on.  It was so hard to move with the large crowd of people.  Ray decided it was best to find a place to rest for a moment.  She leaned against the bar as she attempted to get the bartender’s attention.  She was dressed up in a very tight black dress and gold heels.  

“Can i get Jack please?”  she said to the woman behind the bar.  Once she was served her drink, ray downed the glass and ordered another.  

[bishopsgambit]

As the night went on, he noticed a woman approach the bar, requesting a glass of Jack. Being that his name was Jack, he resisted the urge to inform her that she could have him if she liked. However, for the time being, he figured it’d be best to behave a bit.

“I’ll have one as well.”

He spoke up shortly after the bartender took the woman’s order. Turning to meet her gaze, he cracked a slight smirk.

“Jack sounds good right about now.”

[bishopsgambit]

Music blared and voices rose as each conversation within this particular bar collided with one another, almost overpowering everything. It had been one of those weeks and Jack was prepared to just drink it away for the evening. Clad in a pair of dark jeans and a button-down shirt, he sat idly at the bar, sipping on a beer he’d ordered. His eyes wandering, always mindful of his surroundings. It was a blessing and a curse, having had as much training as he did.

[harlykinns-a]

"Hey gorgeous, it's been a while."

            “Yeah, well, Waller ain’t too fond of playtime when we ain’t on a mission.”

[bishopsgambit]

“I’m sure she’ll warm up to the idea.”

[fyeahrpmemes-blog]

Send 📼 to confront my muse about a sex tape with him/her in it

[lxtrodectusism-archive-blog]

“Not for the moment,” she mentioned with a look in his direction. Though she watched him somewhat wearily as he approached, her expression softening just some at the kiss. It was a pleasant welcome, one that she had missed. “I was worried about you,” Natasha voiced as she looked up at him. “Radio silence isn’t always a good thing, you know.”

She moved toward the kitchen to retrieve two glasses for their drinks, grabbing a bottle of amber colored alcohol on the way. “I thought we agreed to try and give each other a warning if we were going to ground – I thought you might actually be…gone.”

[bishopsgambit]

It soon became obvious that Natasha welcomed Jack’s show of affection, smiling a bit wider as he followed her into the kitchen.

“Yes, well, when you’re dating one of New York’s Most Wanted, things can get a little complicated. Ever since what happened at SHIELD, I’ve been trying to keep a low profile. I even switched apartments.”

Leaning up against the counter next to her, he watched as she prepared the drinks for the two of them, crossing his arms.

“You ought to know better Nat. I’ve been at this stuff for a while now. I’ve come to know this city like the back of my hand. It’s my home. I haven’t exactly reached your level of expertise, but...I suppose that’s one of the many things that made me want you in the first place.”

His smile widened, looking over at her around eye level. It was true, Jack found several qualities of Natasha quite appealing, even some that most might think otherwise about. It was that sense of danger that made him crave her.

[lxtrodectusism-archive-blog]

The silence that had settled around the apartment was broken by the sound of an all too familiar pattern – it was the only way that she would have known to open the door. If it were anyone else, she would have ignored them completely but she knew the pattern and it had her moving toward the door before anyone could get suspicious that happened to also be living in her building. “I didn’t think I would be seeing you again,” she noted as she opened the door just wide enough to let him in. She was quick to close the door behind him once he was inside. “I would offer you tea, but I think something stronger is in order.”

[bishopsgambit]

As the door opened, Jack laid eyes upon the ruby-haired beauty, stepping in to stand beside her as the door shut.

“You know me too well. Should I be worried?”

He jested, a small stretching across his lips as he removed his jacket to lay it upon a nearby chair. Returning his gaze to her, he approached her before giving her a quick peck on the lips. It was a risky move, always either a hit or miss. Regardless, he hadn’t seen her in a while and he desired it.