The Harkness Redemption chapter 2
I've decided to name the series The Harkness Redemption and this story Clipped Wings. I mainly decided to try and write a series because I was watching The Empty Child/The Doctor Dances last night and was struck by the line "One day I woke up and found out they'd taken two years of my memory..." so I thought I'd explain all that as well. :-)
Anyway...adult themes here, and a little swearing. Please tell me what you think.
Vardy was a tall man - 6 foot 7 feet - and he was standing so close to Jack that Vardy’s crotch was practically in his face. Jack wondered what would happen if he stuck his fork in there...then he wondered what would happen to him if he did that and he looked up at Vardy’s leering face instead. “Can I help you, Kurt?” he asked pleasantly, “You missing Millie the Doberman pincher? I can send her in to see you again if you like...”
Vardy smirked. “No. Just wondering how much you’d be charging for the little miss here...” he poked Stuart in the chest with one long finger and nearly knocked him over. “Myself and my friend Jaime would pay you handsomely for one little go each.”
Jack crossed his arms and smirked up at Vardy, “Well, what have you boys got for me?” he asked. Jaime Cutts opened his mouth to speak.
“I’m not interested,” snapped Jack before the other man could utter a sound.
Vardy started to speak, “Well, we...”
“I said I’m not interested. Thankyou.”
“Vardy continued, “We could ask the lady. I’m sure he can speak for himself,” he leaned closer to Stuart, “What do you say, pretty lady...you and me in the showers...tonight? How about it?”
“I don’t think so,” Stuart replied stiffly.
“Come on...” Vardy was almost purring now, and his erection was nearly poking through his trousers. He pawed at the younger man’s shoulder. Jack was watching carefully and noticed a sort of nervous twitch come over Stuart’s face. Cutts came closer to Stuart and began to caress Stuart’s leg, and that was when the young man lost it.
“Look, I said no, you pair of old pricks! Leave me alone!” Jack saw the blur of Stuart’s leg come up to kick Vardy in the groin. He stumbled to the floor gasping and swearing. Stuart seemed shocked at his little victory, staring at his victim writhing on the floor, and Jaime took the opportunity to grab him from behind. The two men grappled and scratched, punched, aiming for each other’s face. Jack decided to step into the action, in spite of what he stood to lose...his freedom.
He threw himself at Jaime’s back, trying to pull the tubby blonde man away from his friend. He shouts of glee from the other inmates. They were encouraging the fight, relishing the excitement. The voices died down as the guards began to take notice of what was happening. Seconds later, Jack felt a sharp and painful vibrating sensation at the back of his neck that spread through his whole body. He barely had time to realise that he’d just been given an electric shock from one of the metal rods the guards carried, before he slumped to the floor.
Anyway...adult themes here, and a little swearing. Please tell me what you think.
Vardy was a tall man - 6 foot 7 feet - and he was standing so close to Jack that Vardy’s crotch was practically in his face. Jack wondered what would happen if he stuck his fork in there...then he wondered what would happen to him if he did that and he looked up at Vardy’s leering face instead. “Can I help you, Kurt?” he asked pleasantly, “You missing Millie the Doberman pincher? I can send her in to see you again if you like...”
Vardy smirked. “No. Just wondering how much you’d be charging for the little miss here...” he poked Stuart in the chest with one long finger and nearly knocked him over. “Myself and my friend Jaime would pay you handsomely for one little go each.”
Jack crossed his arms and smirked up at Vardy, “Well, what have you boys got for me?” he asked. Jaime Cutts opened his mouth to speak.
“I’m not interested,” snapped Jack before the other man could utter a sound.
Vardy started to speak, “Well, we...”
“I said I’m not interested. Thankyou.”
“Vardy continued, “We could ask the lady. I’m sure he can speak for himself,” he leaned closer to Stuart, “What do you say, pretty lady...you and me in the showers...tonight? How about it?”
“I don’t think so,” Stuart replied stiffly.
“Come on...” Vardy was almost purring now, and his erection was nearly poking through his trousers. He pawed at the younger man’s shoulder. Jack was watching carefully and noticed a sort of nervous twitch come over Stuart’s face. Cutts came closer to Stuart and began to caress Stuart’s leg, and that was when the young man lost it.
“Look, I said no, you pair of old pricks! Leave me alone!” Jack saw the blur of Stuart’s leg come up to kick Vardy in the groin. He stumbled to the floor gasping and swearing. Stuart seemed shocked at his little victory, staring at his victim writhing on the floor, and Jaime took the opportunity to grab him from behind. The two men grappled and scratched, punched, aiming for each other’s face. Jack decided to step into the action, in spite of what he stood to lose...his freedom.
He threw himself at Jaime’s back, trying to pull the tubby blonde man away from his friend. He shouts of glee from the other inmates. They were encouraging the fight, relishing the excitement. The voices died down as the guards began to take notice of what was happening. Seconds later, Jack felt a sharp and painful vibrating sensation at the back of his neck that spread through his whole body. He barely had time to realise that he’d just been given an electric shock from one of the metal rods the guards carried, before he slumped to the floor.