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Let's make a deal | Jeamus

This is an AU where members of Cow Chop, along with anyone who was ever a part of the hub, are Overwatch agents. James and Jordan are the Commanders of Blackwatch and Overwatch respectively and Seamus is the equivalent of McCree in this case. Enjoy.

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James watched through the one way glass as Jordan attempted to get through to the man that really made it difficult to not shoot in the face. Every time he opened his mouth he had some smart ass comment to say and it was driving Jordan insane. James, however, was enjoying the sight of Jordan getting frustrated. Even more so when he sees the kid spit in his face.

Jordan, angry, left him there, coming out of the room with a string of saliva rolling down his face. James stiffed a laugh before offering him a cloth to wipe his face off with. "Giving ya a hard time?"

Jordan groaned, wiping the trail of spit from his cheek. "I don't even care what happens to him anymore. He can rot."

"Oh come on, I'm sure he's not that bad."

"Go see for yourself."

James shrugged at his higher up, walking into the dimly lit room. The door closes behind him while James picks up the file with the kids info. "Twenty-one, huh?" James eyed the kid over the folder, seeing the smug look on his face. "Just became legal to drink in the states and now you're in our custody. Why's that?"

"You invaded my home. Attacked my family, and you're asking me why I'm here?" He rolled his eyes at James, "I was protecting my livelihood. You took that away from me!"

"To give you a better offer." James replied back.

"I don't wanna join your shitty little Overwatch."

James laughs lightly, "Oh no, kid. You'd be under my command in Blackwatch."

He scoffs, "Same thing."

"Far from it." James places the folder down after taking note of his name. "Listen, Seamus." James sat on the table, facing him. "Blackwatch is an organization that specializes on the things Overwatch is too scared to deal with. We kill people, Seamus."

"I noticed." Seamus turned his head away, "What do I get for joining you?"

James shrugs, "A twin sized bed. Hot meals." James takes a look at Seamus, noticing how dirty he and his clothes are. "A hot shower, clean clothes. A place to live. Just a start."

Seamus hated himself to considering after these assholes took him from the only family he's ever known. He didn't want to give in so easily but he's being offered something better than what he has, and what he would have if he denies it.

James tilts his head, "What else can I offer that will make you join?" James didn't want to see the kid in jail for any reason. He's a good shot, and someone to drive Mathewson nuts? Sign him up. "Name it and I'll make it happen."

This is what piqued Seamus' interest. Being offered something and not having a restriction means Seamus can be creative. "Well," He eyed James like a piece of candy, and James felt as such, though he didn't drop his composure. "I haven't had a decent suck in a while.

James stiffs a laugh, "You want a blow job?" He pushed himself off the table to stand above him, "That's what will get you to join Blackwatch?"

Seamus only hums, looking up to meet James' eyes. His legs part slightly, letting James get a glance as his already stiffening cock. The thought of getting sucked by someone who's soon to be his higher up did turn him on, and he wanted James to see it.

"That's all I want." Seamus hums, "Make me cum and I'm yours~."

James hummed at him, removing his ear piece, ultimately turning off comms. "You drive a hard bargain kid." James finds himself kneeling in front of Seamus, not sure how he let himself get in this position in the first place. Maybe it was his looks. Maybe it's his charm. Maybe he really doesn't want to see him in prison. Regardless, he's here and he's not hating it.