Jakki One Shots

Cute

Nikki and Jack had been in a meeting for hours, discussing the latest case. It was a dull affair, but Jack had spent the entire time with his hand on Nikki's thigh. When he'd first placed it there, she looked down, wondering what the hell he was doing. She'd probably attracted attention from the other people in the room when she smiled adoringly at him, but didn't care as she placed her own hand on top of his.

As soon as they were dismissed, Nikki walked straight out of the room, planning to put her paperwork away in her desk drawer. However, when she got to the middle of the corridor, she felt strong arms wrap around her waist. Her smile grew wide as she leant back into Jack's shoulder, his chin resting on the top of her head.

She turned so she could see his face, gorgeous as ever. He grinned, before reaching for her wrists, gently forcing her to walk backwards.

"What are you doing?" Nikki asked, giggling.

Jack didn't say anything, but took the paperwork out of her hand, placing it carefully in a pile on the floor. At first, he bent down to kiss her neck. His lips moved further up to her jaw, until they met her own lips. Nikki felt her back collide delicately with the wall, her arms reaching up at Jack's grasp. She was pinned there, unable to move, but she was enjoying every second of it.

They were so engrossed in one another, so lost in each other's lips, they didn't hear that one of the detectives, a stuck-up older lady that Jack wasn't fond of, was walking down the corridor. She rolled her eyes at the couple, before making a snarky comment.

"Get a bloody room."

Nikki and Jack jumped, but broke apart slowly and reluctantly. Jack moved his hands to intertwine with Nikki's, a smirk on his face. Nikki saw the detective shake her head, but there was a hint of a smile as she turned the corner.