“You see anything, Fox?” Jackson’s voice came crackling through the com on her neck. She scanned the distance before tapping the com, saying “Nope, all clear.”
“Alright, well come back down, we’ll set up base camp here. Be quiet coming down, in case anyone else is in this god forsaken forest.”
She flipped backwards out of the tree, landing nimbly on the forest floor, without making a single sound.
“Damn” Jackson’s voice came from behind her. She chuckled softly as she turned to face him. “Keep your pants on babe.” She said, reaching back to grab her XM2010 sniper rifle.
Jackson raised an eyebrow. “Babe?” he said, sounding confused.
Fox rolled her eyes, “Oh come on, sir, we’ve been working together for how long now? I call everyone babe.”
He looked at her, still confused, and said “You’ve never called me babe….. Or anyone, for that matter.”
She rolled her eyes again, shaking her head. “Jeez, what is it with men and not paying a single shred of attention?!” She walked away and set up her tent, retreating inside it. Once inside, she changed out of her gear and sat down on her cot to clean her rifle, even though it hadn’t been used at all that day.
Fox smiled at the freshly cleaned, and loaded, rifle, setting it by her cot gently, in case she needed it quickly. She sighed and laid back on the cot, pulling the blanket up over her. She was almost asleep when Jackson burst in yelling, “FOX! What the he-“ He stopped short, seeing that she was only in a black bra and panties, the blanket having slipped off when she grabbed and aimed the rifle at his head, until she realized it was Jackson.
“Jesus Christ, Jackson, do you know the meaning of the term KNOCK?!” Fox growled as she yanked the blanket up, covering her recently exposed undergarments.
“I’m not the one sleeping half naked!” He retorted.
It was mostly true, as he wasn’t wearing a shirt, and there was nothing on his feet.
“This is the third time you’ve done this though, Jackson,” She said in an overly calm voice, “Learn to FUCKING KNOCK!” She snarled.
But her commanding officer wasn’t listening. Something had caught his eye, and he was reaching down to pick it up. The something being a small picture of their team, with what looked like a heart, around two of the people.
Fox leapt at him, tackling him to the ground and pinning him down, taking the photo out of his hand. Her face barely an inch away from his, she growled softly “Don’t touch my stuff.”
Jackson stared up at her, “So, it’s true….. What Angie said.”
Fox growled softly again “Not a single word, Jackson, or, so help me God, I will make you wish you were back in boot camp crawling through the mud.”
He didn’t move, not out of fear, he was trying to get her to calm down. “I wasn’t planning on it……. Why didn’t you say anything?”
“I have worked my ass off to build up my rep and earn the respect I deserve from the sexist bastards in the force, so that I would be considered an equal. If any of them caught wind of this, I would never hear the end of it, from them, and from the team.” She said, glaring at him.
“Well now what?”
“W-what do you mean?”
“You’ve got your commanding officer in a pretty precarious position.” He said, his eyes moving down her body, before coming back up to look her in the eyes.
Fox blushed slightly, thankful for the dim lighting that concealed this.
"I-I um........." She stuttered
Jackson grinned as her concentration wavered, taking the chance to flip them over and pin her. His eyes traveled down her perfectly toned body, lingering at her bra and panties. He held both of her small wrists in one hand against the cool earth. He leaned in, close to her ear, so she could feel his warm breath against it and whispered "You're mine."
She whimpered softly, struggling against his hold. She was confused, she had suddenly gone weak. Jackson usually had to fight to keep her down when sparring, yet, here he was on top of her, holding her in place as though she were a weak child. she hated him for it, yet there was an intense burning coming from her body that made her want him badly. she struggled more, in an attempt to get him off, he only chuckled.
