#jack kate

[nicetoseesofttotouch]

Watching Lost for the first time

I'm on season 4 of Lost and OMG i can't stand Juliet, i don't know if it's the character or just the actress's only facial expression. I thought Michael was the most unlikeable but this Juliet girl is right beside him

[tammyka7]

Hot Pursuit (Jack x Kate)

Jack gets injuried on duty and Kate helps him recovered. And herself. Sexiness included. ;)

Kate Noonan stood behind one of the cars in her bulletproof jacket, loading her 9mm Beretta, searching her partner in crime. Jack Taylor was hiding behind another car a couple of yards away, awaiting her orders. That was the deal: he can get involved as long as he does what he is told. It was difficult for a man like Jack, used to being his own boss but he gladly obeyed her. He tightened the grip on his .45 Smith & Wesson he was given before the mission. The cold barrel reminded of the time such pursuits were a routine for him. He sighed.

Kate signalled. It was time to go.

The suspect was caught as expected and brought to Galway Garda station for further interrogation. Jack waited outside, smoking his cigarette. He was the main informer in the case which was the main reason for Clancy letting him to participate in the investigation. He looked at his wound the suspect's blade made under his arm. If he doesn't clean it soon, it will fester. He stole a bandage from first aid kit in the police car but he'd need to clean all the blood away. He stubbed out his cigarette and went back in the station.

Just before the toilet door, he bumped into Kate.

»Hey.«

»Jack.« She looked at him suspiciously. »What are you doing here? I thought you went home.«

He showed her the wound. »I'm here to clean it up.«

Kate made a grimace when she saw the cut. I wasn't looking good. »Come here.« She pulled him into the ladies' room.

»I don't think I'm supposed to be here.« Kate grinned.

»I happen to be the only female officer on duty today. It would be weirder to find me in the men's room. Now, take of your shirt, I need to see the whole wound.«

Jack didn't hesitate and took his grey blue shirt off, uncovering his wounded arm. The cut was luckily not as deep as Kate feared so it didn't damage any veins, or else Jack wouldn’t be here. She took disinfectant and sprinkled a couple of drops onto the wound. Jack tried not to react but the unpleasant shock made him shiver a bit. Kate smiled.

»Are you ok?«

»Yeah. Yeah, no problem.« He tried to smile back to her. God, that smile of hers.

They were done soon. Kate was highly trained in first aid and took care of his wound better than they would in a hospital. Or so he thought. The bleeding was done and nothing hurt him anymore. Getting dressed, he didn't notice Kate staring at his naked chest.

»You have a couple of bruises, Sgt. Taylor.« She mocked him but he didn't mind.

»The nature of my work, I guess. I get to piss off a lot of dangerous people, Garda Noonan.« He was too busy speaking so his shirt remained unbuttoned.

»You do that quite a lot, Jack.« She felt one of the bruises under his ribs. Jack felt the pain but didn't move a muscle.

»So do you, Kate.« He moved a shock of hair from her cheek, uncovering an ugly bruise so dark the hit must had been extremely hard. He leaned his head on one side, cupping her cheek. »Who did this?«

She looked at her feet. »Nothing. It's nothing. Leave it.« He didn't.

»New boyfriend?« She slapped him hard. Her fingers made a pattern on his left cheek. The next time he looked at her eyes, tears were running down her face, wetting her uniform.

»Dave. Uhm, D.S. Kavanagh.« Jack's eyes darkened. No one will hurt you again, Kate, I give you a promise.

»He'll pay for it. I...«

She stopped him. »You will do nothing, Jack. I left him and he's no longer working on this station. I am fine.«

It was the second time Kate felt Jack would protect her. Like that time on the Canal Path when he saved her from a rapist. Her pride was wounded. Could she call herself a Garda officer protecting and serving Galway community if she can't even protect herself?

She felt Jack's hand got back to cupping her face, and blushed from head to toe. Kate knew Jack had feelings for her but not like these, more fatherly maybe. She thought he felt like her father, like he must protect his little princess. But this was way different. His eyes were burning with lust. Or maybe it was love, she couldn't tell as they hid behind his eyelids, his face getting closer to hers. And before she could read him, his rough lips claimed hers, his hands moving to her waist to feel her warm body better. Kate felt her mouth subconsciously opening to his tongue, letting him taste her, massaging her tongue.

Jack groaned at the warmth of her mouth. When her tongue started participating in the act, the restrain, if there ever was one, was completely and utterly gone. He led her to one of the cubicles, locking the door behind him. Stripping down a police uniform when highly aroused had proven to be most difficult. He had to be careful not to damage it or tear something off but he wanted to see her naked body more than ever. When he peeled off the top layers and saw the swell of her breasts, he paused for a while, softly cupping them, squeezing them in his large hands. The fabric between was arousing. He let her take his clothes of and watched while she unbuckled his belt to undo his trousers and peeled off his greyish blue shirt.

»Kate...« He saw her kneeling down. »No.« He knew what she was about to do. »You did enough for me. It's time I do something for you.« He said, kneeling down. She was standing there in her underwear, looking surprised as ever. Jack's fingers travelled from her knee to her tights, touching the wetness between them. Kate moaned as he slipped his fingers pass her underpants, slowly pushing deeper inside her, his thumb remaining outside, massaging her clit. It got ever more intense when his tongue came to help. She kept rocking her hips into him as the intensity kept increasing until she reached her high point. Kate managed not to scream as she came, her hands pressing on his shoulders to defy gravity. At the end, he needed to hold her arse firmly so she wouldn't break his bones, so intense was her orgasm.

Kate looked exhausted at the end, melting down to the floor, her face levelling his. Jack breathed heavily. His lips were shining from her wetness which made Kate kiss him with a smile on her face.

»Jack.« She didn't know what to say, and no words mattered at that moment. With his back leaned on the wall while sitting down on the toilet floor, Jack hugged Kate tightly, pressing her back onto his chest with his wounded arm. He kissed her neck lightly watching her tired body shutting off until she fell asleep in his arms. Feeling safe.

Feeling loved. 

[tammyka7]

Don't leave me (Jack x Kate)

»Kate.« She stopped in the middle of the hallway, staring at him.

»Drive safely.«

Drive safely? That's all you want to say to the woman you love, you stupid bastard?! Jack had more, so much more to say to her. He called her for help, and she came, all the way from Galway. For him. Well, officially, for the little Rosie whose life was in danger. But somewhere deep down – if there was a heart still beating in his chest – he knew the traveler's girl was not the main reason for Garda Noonan to be there. Her mouth half opened in expectation of a kiss...

»Actually, Jack...« she started which made Jack's eyebrows raise. »I wanted to ask you...how...how have you been all this time?«

He looked at her like she spoke Chinese, not expecting to be asked such a standard question. He gave her a sad look.

»I've been dreaming...about Cody...a lot, lately.« That sounded weird, Jack thought. »And he always reminds me if I'd done anything that's not a mistake.«

There it was. Guilt. All over his face.

»Jack here wrote the book on guilt.«

Kate raised her hands, placing them on his shoulders, but in a friendlier manner he thought she would.

»It's not looking good, Jack, I have to admit. But we can always hope. As long as his heart still beats.«

»What if it stops?«

It was a thought far to terrifying to even think about. He was too young to die. Cody...he didn't know yet what life is. They both looked down, their faces without an expression. The one the least guilty is now the most likely to die.

Her hand moved from his left shoulder to his cheek. »Will you be truly alright on your own?«

No. No, please, don't leave me alone, Kate. I'm scared and devastated and feeling more guilty than in my entire miserable life.

She read him like an open book, leaning closer and kissing him gently. Just the taste alone made him tremble. He made a desperate sound and pressed her closer to him, feeling her warm body. She felt like home he never had, the love he never felt. When they finally parted, she knew he wasn't healed – for that she would need more time. But there was something diferent. Something Kate hasn't seen on Jack since Cody got shot.

He smiled.

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You've always been there for me (Jack x Kate)

Oh aye, third Guinness today, thought Jack and finished up his pint. It's been raining for ages, as it does in Ireland, specially on  the west coast. He could feel tears bursting out of his eyes, pouring down like heavy rain outside.

Kate. Why?

Kate Noonan, his only Garda friend, asked to be transfered as quickly as possible. And permission was granted just days ago. Moving to Dublin. It was like she moved to a remote part of the planet, not just to the capital. To him, that carried a way more important message: I don't want to have anything to do with you.

He went too far. Last time they were in a pub, she had a gig, a good one, in Rushing Dove. Afterwards, as it's normal for Jack, they went for a pint...or two...could be five or so, he didn't count. He got really drunk and took her for some french fries in a nearby fast food restaurant. She wasn't exactly sober either so they started playing a game with the really long fries, both biting the ends and when they got close together, they kissed. They left before finishing up so they sat down near the sea and had a couple of fries. By the last one, Jack lost it. He completely forgot it was only for fun. He held her tight and kissed her properly, tasting salty bits in her mouth while exploring them. Kate was surprised but didn't have the energy to resist. And probably didn't want it to stop. He was after all, a great kisser.

But after a minute she sobered up.

»Jack?! What the hell?!« He was completely wasted, she could see that.

»I...I didin't...It felt so good,« Jack said and laid down. He didn't quite get what he's done yet. All he knew was she was really pissed.

»You checked my mouth more thoroughly than my dentist, that's what happened! Look, I know you're drunk but...« She stood up. »I'm calling you a taxi, I'll go home by myself.« She took her phone out, dialing a number.

»Kate.« It seemed he sobered up at least a bit. »I'm sorry, I...wasn't thinking straight. Can you at least go home with the same taxi?« Kate looked at him suspiciously.

»God help you if you try something.«

»Will you kick my arse?« She smiled.

  She helped him climbing the stairs. He almost fell about 10 times but she got use to helping drunk people, it was necessary in her line of work. Jack collapsed on his bed without even taking his coat of.

»I'll get you some tea.« Kate put the kettle on and kept an eye on ex-Guard who now found a bottle of whisky. Looking through his stuff in the small kitchen, she found an old jazz CD. Jack listening to jazz was as likely as Father Malachy approving of the gay pride parade. Yet there it was...

»Really, Jack, Duke Ellington?« He lifted his head only to see Kate holding an old jazz CD.

»Play it.« She raised her eyebrows but did as he told her. Soon the smooth sound of a trumpet came out of the CD player. Jack stood up, offered his hand to Kate.

»Shall we have a dance, Garda Noonan?« He asked almost politely. Kate gave in. They moved quickly, turning around, eventually falling on the bed, laughing like never before. To be honest, Kate had never seen Jack laughing. When they stopped, their eyes matched. Taylor looked down; he didin't want the scene from before. He was more than surprised when Kate touched his beard, slowly smoothing it before finally reaching his lips. He touched her hand on his lips and kissed it. Kate shivered. He remembered his boundaries and didn't go any further than she wanted. But she didn't want to stop.

»Jack, I know what I said before but...« She quickly sat on him, controling the situation like a good cop. He smiled.

»Are you showing me martial arts or is it something more pleasant?« She leaned down for a long kiss, doing to him everything he did to her earlier, massaging his tongue, exploring his mouth. When they parted first, he warned her.

»If we go any further, I can't guarantee I'll be able to stop, Kate. God, you taste good.« She didn't care much about that, kissing him again, this time decided they won't part at all. Jack started feeling his own arousal becoming more and more obvious. Even Kate smiled like a teenager when she felt his desire to explore her in a very diferent area. She put his hands firmly around her waist, wanting him to move her around while unbuttoning his blue shirt, feeling his strong chest, going lower and lower, reaching his pants...

He moaned in pleasure, trying to take of her dress which wasn't easy while being drunk. Somehow, he managed to almost rip it of. A dirty smile crept on his face.

»You don't wear a bra?«   

»Not under this dress.« He felt her breasts, getting harder and harder by the second. Suddenly, he turned around, placing Kate under him. His eyes were burning from lust and desire. Kate unzipped his pants.

»Jack...wow.« The content was rather impressive. He smiled.

»How about we place it somewhere nicer?« Kate nodded, closed her eyes and listened to him whispering to her ear. She could feel him making her wet and ready. Despite all the lust surrounding both of them, he stayed a gentleman, listening to her body. Her wish was his order. He kept kissing her all over her body before finally making his entrance. She moaned loudly, wrapping her legs around him, pushing him deeper.

Jack had to control himself not to finish up in a minute. He took a couple of deep breaths, trying to think of something horrible to turn him off a bit. Kate felt so good, better than he could ever hoped for. And he couldn't let himself end this beautiful thing so fast. Pushing him further in didn't help exactly.

»Kate...I....« He closed his eyes, trying not to think of her lovely legs around his back.

»Oh, Jack, don't stop,« she cried. He couldn't anyway. Ex-Sargeant Taylor was becoming less and less of a gentleman, getting rougher and rougher. He was deeper and deeper with every passing second, kissing her neck, her lips, her breasts, everything he could reach. Her heartbeat became faster and he could feel her getting to the point he was about 10 minutes ago.

»Faster...harder,« she ordered. Kate started softly scratching his back which turned him on even more. She made a long pleased scream and started breathing really fast.

»Jack, did you...are you done, too?« He nodded. Luckily, she took the pills so she was fine. Imagine getting pregnant with Jack Taylor. She sat up, kissing Jack once more. But it was a different kiss. An after-sex kiss if there's anything like that existing in the world. Loving, not lustful.

»I think I better go, I have an early shift tomorrow.«

»Yeah,« said Jack, giving her some space to get dressed. Before she departed, she kissed him again, sort of playfully. He never thought that was going to be the last time ever.

After waking up in the morning, he got a short text message from Kate: »I'm being transfered to Dublin. It couldn't work between us. Kate«

And it was right then, the first time in his life. He cried. 

[tammyka7]

Is it just me or in every movie he does, Iain is in love with a young lady, who's old enough to be his daughter? Dany, Kate Noonan...

[tammyka7]

someone please write some Jack Taylor fanfic

like now

NOW!!!

thanks :)

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[rebecca-jean]

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