Title: White-Collar Crime, Chapter 16
Author: Me, dvine_insanity or zero_capital_z
Pairing: Jack/Sammy, Private Line
Rating: R/NC-17, a litte more chipper than the last one too.
Summary: Drug deals, guns, gangs, money, territory wars and gay love. Its all here.
Disclaimer: No harm, no foul.
A/N: This story is for Lessa who insisted that Private Line are all gangsta drug dealers with guns and little baggies of cocaine under their floor boards. Yes, that’s right. Little baggies.
And the title and lyrics are from a Private Line Song.

Money makes the world go around
Handshake, but not for a shitty dime
Prime time for white-collar crime

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"Mm. Uh. Sammy." Jack muttered sleepily as Sammy shifted around on the bed and Sammy murmured wordlessly back, leaning in to kiss the top of Jack's head.

"It is all right. I am just getting up. You can sleep." Sammy told him gently, affectionately patting down his hair. Jack reached up a hand to rub the side of his face, a small smile quirking his mouth.

"No. Is all right. I might get up too..." Jack mumbled and Sammy raised his eyebrows in disbelief only to laugh with a shake of his head as Jack added, "In a little while..."

"All right. Good morning, kulta." Sammy smiled, pushing aside the blanket and swinging his legs over the edge of the bed, standing and stretching slightly.

Jack watched Sammy make his way towards the door, no doubt intent on the bathroom, and found himself staring at Sammy's naked back, at his butt. He really was quite attractive. And he had a very, very nice backside... All firm and tan. Jack couldn't believe he was perving on it... Though it was his to perve on, really.

Sammy went out through the door and into the lounge room and Jack realised that Eliaz had slept on their couch the night previous to keep a continued eye on Jack and Sammy wasn't wearing any clothes. With a yelp, Jack scrambled to his feet, tugging on his own dressing gown before skidding out of the room with Sammy's.

"Sammy!" Jack hissed as he ran up to him and stuffed the clothing against his crotch. "You do not have to show the whole world!"

Sammy looked at Jack, his face expressing his amusement before glancing across to look at Eliaz who was surprisingly awake and drinking coffee on their couch. Jack followed his gaze, his cheeks heating a little as Elku grinned at him.

"Not the whole world." Sammy muttered, taking over holding the gown to cover himself as Jack snatched his hand away upon realising how it was pressed over Sammy's groin.

"And I was not even looking." Eliaz assured. Jack's cheeks flushed deeper and he bowed his head before returning quickly to the bedroom. Sammy watched him go before turning his back on Eliaz to slip the gown on. Eliaz chuckled. "His is jealous over you."

"Very protective that no one sees me like him." Sammy murmured, sounding endeared as he faced Eliaz again while tying up the robe. "I best go see to him in a moment."

Elaiz nodded and Sammy continued about his original business.


Once he'd relieved himself, Sammy wandered back through to his room only to find Jack scrabbling through the pile of clutter that contained his clothes.

"What are you doing, Japa?" Sammy wondered with a frown. Jack lifted his still flushed face to look at Sammy before answering as his attention returned to his pile.

"I am going to shower." Jack informed him and Sammy's eyebrows rose at the possibility. He sauntered over to his lover, curling his hand gently around Jack's bent hip and rocking himself against Jack's backside.

"You want some company?" Sammy whispered suggestively only to have Jack squirm away from him.

"No." Jack insisted and Sammy pulled Jack up so they were facing, cupping his cheek and frowning at him.

"Why not? What is the matter?" Sammy asked, concerned by Jack's behaviour, as he wouldn't usually turn down that sort of offer. Jack blushed deeper and bowed his head, trying to step back from Sammy.

"You... You embarrassed me, in front of Eliaz. I... I was just trying to... To keep you modest." Jack muttered softly, and Sammy sighed.

"I did not mean to make you feel that way, Japa." Sammy murmured, brushing his fingers through Jack's dark hair. "I am really endeared that you are so protective of me..."

"I feel silly." Jack pouted and Sammy kissed his pouty lower lip, smiling at him.

"You are sweet, Jack. And if I knew you were so bothered, I would have thought to put on something... But I thought you were enjoying the view?"

Jack smiled a little back. "I was... But it is mine only to enjoy, not Eliaz's."

"Okei, okei. I get your point..." Sammy sighed fondly. He pushed Jack's dressing gown open a little, petting at his chest. "You sure you do not want company for your shower?"

Sammy felt Jack's chest rise sharply then fall fast as he huffed a large breath. "Fine... But follow me in a little while... I want to actually wash first. Hm?" Jack whispered, pulling back from Sammy and practically swaggering out of the room. Sammy watched him go, itching to follow him, but he decide he could give Jack a little while as asked.


It seemed that the coffee Eliaz had drunk had the opposite affect to that desired, as he was soundly sleeping again as Sammy made his way across towards the bathroom, pleased to hear the shower was actually turned on and Jack hadn't just been expecting him to follow straight up.

Sammy slowly pushed open the door and slid into the room, slipping his gown off and leaving it in a pile on the floor while approaching the shower. He stopped a few feet back, watching as Jack rinsed his hair out, the water slicking it down so it clung to his pale skin in beautiful contrast.

"Jack."

Jack turned around and pulled open the door, pushing his wet hair back so he could see Sammy. "About time..."

"You told me to give you a while, so I did." Sammy replied, pushing Jack back under the water as he stepped into the small shower with him. He curled his arms around Jack, pulling him close and Jack cuddled against him a little. "Feeling amorous?"

"That was the idea of you joining me, was it not?" Jack replied and Sammy chuckled.

"I guess it was..."

Jack made a slight face and pulled away from Sammy a little, his voice edged with warning. "If you are going to tease me-"

Sammy pushed Jack against the cold tiles, feeling him shiver before he arched with a whimper as Sammy's hand cupped between his legs. "I wouldn't dream of it..."

Jack pushed against Sammy's hand, his mouth already open and panting as Sammy leant in to kiss him. Sammy rolled Jack's sack in his palm, Jack whimpering breathlessly, curling a hand around Sammy's wrist and looking at him pleadingly. Sammy moved his hand up, taking a gentle hold of Jack's already hardening cock, starting to rub him, lifting him to a more pleasing angle and kissing at his wet neck. Jack was soon rocking into Sammy's hand for friction and he pushed Sammy away a little. Jack looked down to find Sammy touching himself as well as touching Jack, his own cock hard and ready in his hand.

Jack stared for a moment, feeling Sammy's breath panting against his damp skin, water splashing down from Sammy's shoulders onto his stomach and flowing down between them as Jack reached out, aching to touch his lover in turn. Jack's hand curled around Sammy's hard cock, stroking and looking up at him through his still slicked down hair.

"Sammy, this is mine. You are mine, yes?"

"Of course, my Japa. As you are mine." Sammy murmured, leaning in to kiss him deeply, his newly freed hand cupping Jack's cheek as his other moved to cup Jack's ass.

"Then you know why I get jealous of Eliaz or any one seeing?"

"Of course I do... I get so angry at any thought that someone else sees my Jack how I do." Sammy breathed, angling Jack's hips away from the wall and carefully slipping wet fingers into Jack's opening, making Jack jerk against him with a cry.

"Sammy!" Jack pressed his head against Sammy's collarbone. "No one does... I promise... Uuuhh..."

"I do not think it is a good idea for us to fuck in here... The floor is slippery, would it be okei to do this...?" Sammy wondered, moving back to keep stroking Jack and still teasing him with his fingers. Jack squirmed, gasping and nodding.

"You know I am not picky, Sammy." Jack answered, working his lover harder in an effort to make him return the favour. Sammy smiled, tugging Jack harder and pushing his fingers in, twisting and probing, Jack panting against the side of Sammy's neck, his tongue darting out to taste skin. Jack shifted, lifting one of his legs so Sammy's fingers could get deeper inside him, clinging to his back with his free arm, whimpering. "Do not bother stroking... Just, Sammy, do not let me fall over..."

Sammy chuckled at Jack's worry, pressing him tighter against the wall with a murmur. "You will not fall... I have you... I want to keep touching, but..."

"O-okei." Jack easily agreed, letting his head lull back, his hand never once stopping it's pace over Sammy's cock, Sammy working Jack back with equal fervour. "Sammy... I do not think... That I will last..."

"No, no." Sammy agreed, breathless, easily able to get off from the wet friction of Jack's palm and the water that still soaked over them. "Me either... It is all right..."

Jack panted, his free hand still tight around Sammy's back, his lips pressing quick kisses along Sammy's jaw before Jack's lips met Sammy's own. Sammy groaned into their kiss, feeling Jack's muscles tighten around his fingers and Jack pushed against him, their hands bumping and Jack mewling around Sammy's tongue. Sammy leant forward a little more to reach down and with a twist, jab his fingers into Jack's prostate.

"Mmm. Sami. Ah!" Jack cried out softly, his nose nudging Sammy's as he shuddered and came over Sammy's fist. Panting and trembling a little, Jack relaxed back, his hand falling from Sammy's cock as he stared at him from under lowered lashes. Sammy slipped his fingers free and rinsed his hands off, waiting for Jack to recover despite his own quite desperate need. Jack grabbed Sammy's arm, turning them around so Sammy was against the wall before dropping to his knees. Jack didn't tease, he knew Sammy was past any tolerance for that, he just parted his lips and took Sammy into his mouth. Sammy brushed his fingers through the side of Jack's hair, growling his appreciation as Jack sucked at him, his tongue rubbing and tasting, licking and pressing, trying to get his lover off.

It didn't take long before the feel of Jack's talented mouth around him was too much and Sammy managed a grunted warning and started to cum. Only, instead of staying on him, Jack pulled off, Sammy's cum barely splashing onto Jack's cheek before it was washed away by the water. Jack smiled up at Sammy, his hair in his eyes and Sammy chuckled, pulling Jack up and kissing his mouth while reaching behind them for the taps. Sammy turned off the flow of water, quite enjoying the feeling of the wet, contented younger man that was leaning rather heavily on him, Sammy nuzzling his cheek and rubbing at his back.

"Mm. My Sammy makes shower time fun." Jack quipped cheekily and Sammy smacked his backside lightly.

"Of course I do." He chuckled, letting Jack stand up and slipping out of the shower behind him. "Though I am not sure if you are any cleaner now."

"Maybe not... Just wetter than normal." Jack smirked back, laughing as Sammy threw the towel at him. Jack towelled off his hair with it, smiling widely as Sammy stepped up, lifting the edge of the towel and pecking his mouth. He liked it when they were playful with each other, it made him feel good.

"Love you."

"You too." Jack replied fondly before flapping his damp towel into Sammy's face.


"Are you two done wasting water?" Eliaz wondered loudly when Jack and Sammy finally emerged from the bathroom, Jack fully dressed, but Sammy still only in a dressing gown. Sammy patted Jack's ass as Jack turned away to head through to the lounge room, Sammy ducking aside into their room to get dressed. Jack grinned widely at Eliaz, flopping down on the couch next to him before replying,

"You are just jealous, polar bear."