Goddess

Notes: This chapter will be a Dessa/Jack shippy, so *blows raspberry at non-believers of Jack shippers*.
/a/ means lyrics.
Italics means thoughts, 'voices', and flashbacks.
CAPS is yelling.
Bold is emphasizing.
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Dessa watched Jack, just like she had been the entire day. It was getting hot in the Hub, Ianto was mumbling about something overloading. Apparently it had been venting the heat to keep the Hub nice and cool, and not with the toastiness.

/What day is it
And in what month/
Dessa rolled her eyes at Gwen, who was wagging her brows at the Time Lady, looking over to Jack and back to Dessa. Said man was currently bent over the railing, talking to Ianto, who was currently under a console patching some wires. Jack stood up and turned to Gwen and Dessa. The girls had straightened themselves and went back to what they had been doing when they saw Jack moving. Jack shook his head and went back to leaning over the rail.

/This clock never seemed so alive/
Jack heard a chair moving and stood straight to see Dessa getting up. Dessa fanned herself, hoping that the water was at least still cold. She hoped that standing under the cold spray would help cool her off, cause Jack sure as shit wasn't helping any. Damned beautiful man, with his nice body and crystal blue eyes, with his nice smile and... She growled softly as she walked to the locker room. Gods above...Jack Harkness is beautiful.

/I can't keep up and I can't back down
I've been losing so much time/
Jack pushed away from the railing and went to his office, closing the door and the blinds, trying to have a little moment to himself. He had felt her eyes on him, he knows he did. He felt like a deer before it was eaten alive. But he had turned to just see the 'predator' just sitting there, waiting, 'not' watching him. He had heard her soft growl as she headed to the locker room in an attempt to cool off, he guessed.

“Jack?” He heard Ianto call him softly.
Jack looked up and smiled at Ianto.

“Are you alright?” He asked.
Jack chuckled, glad that he was behind his desk, seeing as the little minx that is Dessa...He sighed just a little.

“I'm fine, Ianto,” He replied.
Ianto raised a brow at him, as if to say 'You are, are you?' in such a knowing tone. Ianto rolled his eyes, chuckled, and left Jack alone in the office.

/Cause it's you and me and all of the people/
Dessa stood under the cool spray of the water, her head hanging, her long dark hair hanging like a curtain of soaked and dripping silk. Jack got up and hoped that no one noticed the 'state' he was in, leaving the office and heading toward the locker room. Gwen looked up just in time to see Jack walking by her, her eyes going wide in awe, surprise, and shock. She turned to Ianto, who chuckled and shook his head.

/Nothing to do, nothing to lose/
Jack stripped as he walked, leaving a trail of clothes as he walked to the locker room, his coat the first thing to go. Dessa turned and placed herself against the wall, sliding down it so that she could sit under the wonderfully cool spray. She could feel someone approaching the locker room, the being full of determination and need. Her brows furrowed and she stood up shakily, steadying herself with a hand against the wall before walking to the door.

/And it's you and me and all of the people and/
She opened the door to see Jack looming over her, the only piece of clothing left was his tight jeans and nothing else. She looked into those crystal eyes, the depths of them dark and aroused. They almost seemed to stand like that forever before Jack buried a hand into her dark hair and pulled her against him. And when their bodies touched, she felt him against her stomach, hard as a rock and it wasn't going away.

“Jack...” She whispered before it happened.

/I don't know why I can't keep my eyes off of you/
Jack picked her up, his hands gripping the back of her thighs, lifting her high enough that she wrapped her legs around his hips. Jack groaned at the strength in her legs, his hands wandering up her back to her arms, wrapping them around his neck. His fingers lingered on the soft skin of her arms before he was brought back to reality by her squeezing his hips to get his attention. He glared at her playfully, seeing the little glint of happiness in Dessa's eyes, along with a few other things.

/All of the things that I want to say/
Dessa put a hand through the back of Jack's hair and tugged gently, directing his head pointedly. Jack, thankfully, took the hint and kissed her, softly at first. Meanwhile, Gwen pulled up a file on the computer that Torchwood had on the Doctor, hoping to put 2 and 2 together when it came to Doc and Dessa. At the same time, Ianto watched her...well, he'd glance over while organizing the tea. Dessa had gotten them some delicious tea from some of her other world contacts.

“What do you think Jack's doing?” Gwen tossed back to Ianto.
Jack walked forward and pressed Dessa against the wall under the cold spray. He had lost his pants at some point, seeing as they were in slight scraps at either side of him. Guess that you could say that Dessa got impatient and Used to get them off.

“Dessa...if we're lucky,” Ianto replied, staring at a pack of New New York Hot Chocolate.
Dessa let her head lull back, Jack's tempting and cocky mouth attached to her neck.

/Just aren't coming out right/
“If we're lucky?” Gwen chuckled, smiling thankfully at Ianto when he handed her a cup of New New York Hot Chocolate.
“Yes,” He laughed, “those two have been stepping around each other since she was first brought here.”
Dessa's long white gold tipped nails ran up Jack's back and over his shoulders, earning a long drawn out groan from him, his free hand squeezing her hip while his other, that he had braced against the wall, tensed and relaxed. Dessa's legs tightened around his hips when he pressed his evident arousal against her.

“Tease,” He whispered into her ear.
“I know you are,” She whispered back.

/I'm tripping on words, you got my head spinning/
“Ianto...” Gwen called to him, setting her mug down, staring at the screen in shock.
“What?” He replied, setting his mug down next to hers.
On one screen was the picture of Dessa and her brother and on the other was a picture of Jack, the Doctor, and Rose. Dessa brought Jack into another kiss, their tongues rubbing against each other in a most delicious way as Jack adjusted Dessa's weight up a little, before bringing her down and sinking into her to the hilt. Ianto and Gwen turned toward the locker room when they heard a keening sound, then looked at each other when they realized what it was that made it. The two snickered and turned back to the computer, compiling a disc of pictures, clips, and sound bites of the Doctor. A disc that they'd later give to Dessa.

/I don't know where to go from here/
“Jack...” Dessa whimpered, biting her bottom lip.
Shit! He was splitting her open and he hadn't even moved yet. Of course, it having been over a hundred years since the last time she was with someone didn't help any. Jack drew her bottom lip out from between her teeth and sucked on it gently, drawing little gasps and moans from her. Dessa gasped at the feeling, so full, so good...When she started to feel this itch, she wiggled her hips a little.

“I can't believe that...” Gwen said softly, slowly slipping out of the shock that the revelation had been.
Ianto looked at the facial recognition results, completely speechless, though...thankfully, Gwen was not as speechless. Reduced to small worded sentences, just maybe, but definitely not speechless.

/Cause it's you and me and all of the people/
Jack loved the little noises that Dessa made with each move of his hips, each hitch, every pull out, and every push back in. Ianto smiled at the disc in his hand, tucking it away to give to Dessa, should she and Jack ever leave the locker room. Jack sat on the floor, his back against the wall and Dessa sitting flush against his thighs, rocking gently as they kissed.

“What does Torchwood's files say of Dessa?” Gwen asked Ianto.
Dessa rooted her hands in the back of Jack's head, holding it still, their gazes locked as she rocked a little faster on him. They saw things flashing in their minds as they kept staring into each other's eyes.


/With nothing to do, nothing to prove/
*flash*
“Hey, D,” Jack came up to Dessa from behind, wrapping his arms around her petite form.
Dessa leaned her head back against Jack's shoulder and smiled up at him. She took one of Jack's hands in hers and laid it upon the small bump that was her stomach.

*flash*
Dessa laid back on the couch in Jack's office, watching him on the screen, glad that they had the set-up done.

“Stop right there,” She said over the head set.
Jack stopped, Gwen and Ianto on either side of him.

“About six feet ahead of you is an opening,” She told him, absently rubbing her growing belly, “I think Gwen is small enough to fit...”

/And it's you and me and all of the people and/
*flash*
Dessa laid back against Jack, both of them staring at the bundle in her arms.

*flash*
“Daddy!” a dark haired, blue eyed little girl ran up to Jack.
Jack swept her up into his arms and kissed her cheek, settling her on his hip.

*flash*
Dessa threw popcorn at the Doctor, who was analyzing the movie...again. Jack rolled his eyes and shook his head, his sleepy daughter curled up in his lap.

“Hey, Dess,” He called softly, Dessa stopping in mid-throw.
“Yeah?” She replied softly.
Jack stood carefully, their daughter sleepily wrapping her little arms around his neck before his ass even left the couch.

“I'm going to put Ellie to bed,” He told her, giving her a quick kiss.

/I don't why I can't keep my eyes off you/
*flash*
Dessa sat in a rocking chair in the nursery, holding a baby boy in her arms, an older 'Ellie' watching silently as her little brother slept.

“Mommy?”
“Yeah, baby?”
“When can Zach play?”
Dessa smiled at Ellie.

“If you wait a few months, he'll be old enough to play a little.”
Ellie smiled brilliantly, a smile that was a mix of her father and her uncle.

/Something about you now/
A two year old Zach played with a 6 year old Ellie on a blanket, while Jack and Dessa watched. Gwen sat down with the two little ones, holding Ellie's puppy. A puppy that the little girl had named Tardis because of the blue tint in the puppy's black coat. Tardis curled up by his human, laying his head in her lap before he fell asleep.

*flash*

Ellie clapped happily when she heard the telltale sound of the TARDIS and decided to wait for her uncle, Tardis the black lab sitting next to her, completely unaffected by the loud sound.

“You'll love his, Tardis,” Ellie told the growing dog, “don't tell Mom and Dad that I called him, though,” Tardis cocked his head, “I want it to be a surprise.”

/I can't quite figure out/
Jack and Dessa looked at each other as the 'visions' seemed to subside, and with one final rock of their hips, they hit their release, both panting heavily but still looking into each others eyes.

“Wow...” Jack said softly, his fingers rubbing the heated skin of her back, “that was intense...”
Neither made a single move to move at all, though Dessa did lay her head on Jack's shoulder as the cool spray of the shower beat down on them.

“Yeah...” She replied as softly as Jack had.

/Everything she does is beautiful/
“Dessa is something else,” Ianto told Gwen, “something different...”
The woman in question was currently getting her back washed.

“There are very few verified spottings,” He continued.
Dessa turned to do Jack's back, running her hands over the expanse of it, mapping it out, just touching him.

“But there are many,” He sighed, “and I do mean many first hand accounts, witness reports...”
She pressed a kiss to the spot on his left shoulder, then made him turn so that they could wash each other's fronts.

/Everything she does is right/
“They go as far back as the day that Torchwood was founded. But from what some of those accounts say...”
Jack leaned back against the wall under the spray, his eyes wide in shock that she could devour him to the root, one hand in her hair as her head bobbed on him.

“Dessa goes much further back than that.”
“How far back?”
Dessa had her hands on his thighs, holding him still as she worked on him.

“To before written history, Gwen.”
“Wha....”
Dessa pulled back, letting him fall from her mouth with a pop, smiling up as she licked her lips. She kept Jack from falling on his ass, his legs weak after that.

“Yes. It seems that Dessa is much older than the Doctor. Much, much, older...”

/Cause it's you and me and all of the people/
Dessa and Jack finished washing up and dressed. Jack just put his jeans back on, after she repaired them and dried them. They left the locker room, Dessa in just her Victoria's Secret undies and Jack in his jeans. Jack didn't even have to pick up the trail of clothes that he left, Ianto having apparently done that already.

“Shower's good if ya want to cool off, guys,” Dessa said when they reached the main of the Hub.
Ianto and Gwen looked at Dessa, still in shock over what they had found. Dessa rolled her eyes and sighed.

“Found out that I'm older than dirt, eh?”

/With nothing to do, nothing to lose/
Jack snickered, earning a smack upside his head from Dessa.

“Older than dirt, Dess?”
“2000 years worth of jumping through history,” She shrugged, “not including the age I was when I got my TARDIS.”
Jack raised a brow at her and Dessa stuck her tongue out at him.

“Didn't you do that already?” He asked her.

/And it's you and me and all of the people and/
Ianto and Gwen looked at Dessa, scandalized. Dessa only shrugged at them and swatted Jack on the ass before going down to the Pit, where Ianto and Gwen set at the computers.

“So I learned how to give head from Italian Courtesans,” She plopped down.
“Italian Courtesans?” Jack questioned.
“Some girls in the slums in Venice,” She confessed, “sweet girls. Used to be real Courtesans before a client cut their faces. After I got some money together, I set the girls up nice. Found them guys that still thought them beautiful.”
“That's sweet,” Gwen smiled.

/I don't know why I can't keep my eyes off of/
Dessa nodded, thinking back to those girls.

“One of my first jumps was to Venice 1645,” Dessa told them.
Jack nudged her and she stood up. Jack sat down, then pulled Dessa into his lap, wrapping his arms around her, while Dessa leaned her head on him. They are so cute, Gwen thought to herself.

“I was lucky that Theta didn't see me there,” She chuckled.
“Theta...” Gwen thought for a moment, “your brother.”
Dessa nodded.

“Yup.”

/You and me and all of the people/
“I met Belladonna, Caprice, Fiorenza, Isabella, Sienna, Tessa, and Zola on my first day there,” She continued, “within the first two hours, actually. A few men thought I was one of the girls...”
Dessa, Ianto and Gwen pretended not to notice Jack's little growl at the comment.

“But they were quickly put off.”
“How?”
“When you put a pistol to their dangly bits,” She snickered, “they tend to back off.”
Both Jack and Ianto cringed at the thought of having a pistol pointed at their bits.

“When I found the girls...” She sighed, lulling her head a little so she could nuzzle into Jack's neck, “I rounded them and a few others up. I had already bought a gorgeous estate by then...I set each of the girls up with a room and they thanked me...alot.”

/With nothing to do nothin to prove and/
“After a couple of weeks,” She continued, nipping affectionately at Jack's neck, “I was treated as a Madam, since the amount of girls from the slums that came to my place seemed to escalate. I had several livable buildings on the estate, so that way, each of the girls had a decent sized room to themselves. I had a seamstress on retainer, which was pretty cool. Cause I went through a lot of clothes. I'd always return to the estate after my jumps. Each of the girls knew and were sworn to secrecy.”
Jack thought for a moment before he spoke.

“How did they teach you...” He blushed a bit at the thought.
Dessa snickered, then kissed Jack's cheek before she answered him.

/It's you and me and all of the people and/
“It was actually Bella and Izzie that were the best at giving head,” She confessed, “they could take it all the way and were thankfully without a gag reflex.”
“They aren't the only ones,” Jack mumbled.
Ianto looked at Dessa with a raised brow and Dessa only looked at him innocently.

“So a couple of hookers from Venice taught me how to deep throat,” She shrugged, snickering silently at how deeply Jack had blushed.
She tapped her chin for a moment then looked up at Jack.

“It was Zola that taught me that thing with my tongue.”
“Where you wrapped it almost all the way...”
“Around the crown, yeah.”
“Whoa.”
“Yeah, Zola had a long tongue.”

/I don't why I can't keep my eyes off of you/
“What else did they teach you?” Gwen asked.
Dessa looked at her with a raised brow. Gwen flicked her gaze sideways, rather pointedly at Ianto. Dessa wagged her brows at Gwen.

“I'll show you sometime,” Dessa said casually, “show you a little hands on before you test your favorite guinea pig.”
Gwen and Dessa laughed at the confused looks on Ianto and Jack's faces. The two men were completely clueless. Dessa materialized a light pad and sonic pencil into her lap. She opened the light pad and tapped the sonic pencil on her chin for a moment. She drew a 'diagram' for Gwen, the sketch was, in reality, something that Dessa had done to Jack when they were still in the locker room. She handed the light pad after animating it and delighted in the rather shocked look on the other woman's face. Gwen turned the pad to the side.

“How in the bloody hell is that even possible?” She asked.
Dessa smirked, the smirk haunting familiar to the other three.

“With practice, Gwennie,” She chuckled, “lots and lots of practice.”