Catch you on the Rewind

Catch you on the Rewind.


Tru stood with her arms folded defensively in the morgue late at night. It had been a mistake inviting him here, but not as big the mistake that was making her ask for his help in the first place.

“Face it, Davies, you fucked up big time. You meddled in things you didn’t understand and now your football playing, med school, boyfriend, is a serial killer.” Jack accused her.

“Alright, you’re right, but I don’t know what to do about it...” Tru bit her knuckles.

“Yes, you do, Davies, kill him. Grant the poor bastard what was his right three months ago, the right to die.” Jack told her loudly.

“I don’t know how to kill him.” Tru confessed. “I save lives not take them.”

“My god, Davies, that’s why you’re here isn’t it?” Jack sneered amazed. “Going against my advice. You now want me to do your dirty work.”

“It’s not like that, Jack!” Tru said defensively.

Jack leaned forward so he was in her face “It’s exactly like that Tru!”

Tru spun round; planning to stalk off in anger. She was so furious, she was afraid what might happen next, if she stood in front of Jack for much longer. In one long stride Jack stood behind her. He grabbed the back of her arms, and jerked her roughly against his body. Tru tried immediately to pull away, startled at Jack’s strength. He jerked her against himself even harder.

“Don’t you walk away, Davies.” He threatened her.

"Let go of me, you prick." she hissed between clenched teeth.

Both of them knew that wasn’t going to happen. Jack wasn’t risking Tru punching him once he released her, for one thing.

Tru could feel his hot breath on her ear. "Don't pull away from me like that," he said coolly.

Tru turned her head away from his mouth, she was furious, her chest heaving, her breath coming out in pants. She tried ignoring whatever he was mumbling to her, all she was aware of was his mouth against her ear. She struggled once... more a reaction than an actual effort to escape. Jack pulled her into him again harder, squeezing her arms so tightly she knew he was going to leave bruises. She was aware of his hardness against her ass.

She tuned into what he was saying. “Give in... give in to me."

"Fuck you," She responded evenly.

”You’re as turned on as I am, Tru.” Jack whispered in her ear. “Now I’m going to release you on the count of three and you will not hit me. One, two, three.”

He released her and Tru faced him furiously. Tears of rage glistened in her eyes, as she leaned forward and kissed him angrily.

She heard and felt Jack groan with need and want, as he grabbed her hair roughly and pulled her lips down harder on him. Their mouths opened, biting, licking, tearing and Tru thought she was going to go crazy, through wanting him inside her so much.

As if sensing her thoughts, he began unbuttoning and unzipping her jeans, tugging them and her panties off at the same time. They got stuck on her boots and Tru laughed insanely. She unzipped her boots and shook off the bottom half of her clothing, onto the floor. She tugged at the zipper of Jack’s fly and freed him. Her hands were only allowed to tease his cock for a second, before he placed her on the staff lounge table. He parted her nether lips and slowly pushed himself inside of her, then slowly slid out again, still standing up.

“I hate you, and I love you at the same time, Davies.” He confessed to her, moving in and out, oh so slow, but oh so hard. He pulled her lab coat aside, so he could access her torso. His hand reaching down her top, so he could fondle and squeeze the breasts, he had wanted to feel for so long.

“I just hate you.” Tru gasped, clinging on to the table for support, wrapping her legs round his waist with all her might.

Jack gazed at her in disbelief. He sucked on her shoulder for the pleasure of seeing a mark. Tru slapped him away annoyed.

“It’s not like you’re still going to fuck the serial killer.” Jack breathed as he moved slowly in and out of her. “So what do you care?”

“Are you twelve?” Tru panted in a bizarre combination of irritation and desire. “Oh god, go harder.”

“Admit you love me.” Jack said keeping the same pace. He leaned forward and sucked the other shoulder.

“I don’t love you Jack.” Tru moaned. Why wasn't he doing what she wanted, what she needed. She tried the magic word. “Go harder, please?”

“Deluded to the end” Jack grunted disgusted.

He moved harder and faster inside her, enjoying her cries of pleasure. Jack hoped he was hurting her a little, because he didn’t want her to forget this latest twist in their bizarre relationship.

He leaned forward and sucked hard on her neck, while at the same time rubbed his fingers moistened with his spit on her swollen clit.

“Oh my god!” Tru yelped in surprised pleasure. Jack saw her face suddenly flush red, as she got off, gazing directly into his eyes.

Tru’s internal muscles clenched on his penis hard, triggering his own explosion of mindless release.

Tru leaned her head into his shoulder flushed and gasping for air. He kissed her head and hugged her closely.

“I suggest we pretend none of that just happened.” Jack said softly to her. Gently pulling out of her, and adjusting his clothing

Tru nodded, sitting up from the table and wrapping her lab coat around her. “I’ll talk to you on the phone about Jensen tonight.”

“Um, you on the pill?” Jack had the horrid thought just strike him. Oops.

“You ask me now?” Dick. He drove her mad. Tru walked over to the staff lounge kitchen sink to grab a paper towel to wipe herself down.

Jack suddenly kissed her on the mouth. Tru moaned and returned his kiss in full.

Jack pulled himself away from her enticing mouth with difficulty.

“Um, there’s one other thing, Davies.” Jack told her hesitantly.

“What now? Tru picked her jeans off the floor and slipped into them.

“Well we forgot about the security cameras all over this place. You might want to track down Rodriguez, the security guard, get any footage wiped.” Jack suggested, suddenly paranoid they'd end up on U-tube.

“Good thinking." He did occasionally have a brain cell. "Catch you on the rewind Jack.” Tru smirked at him.

“Yeah.” Jack grinned back, pleased she’d used his normal line. “Catch you on the rewind, Davies.”