The Life He Left Behind

Disclaimer: I do not own agent Sands, I do not own Once upon a time in Mexico, it belongs to Robert Rodrigez. I only own the female character.
Rating: R for sex.
Pairing: Sands\OC

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Sheldon Jeffery Sands entered her house, her door creaked as always.

"Jeff?" A soft voice called him from the living room.
"Yeah." He answered her.

Caroline came out from the living room, her face showing no emotion.
"Your door is creaking." He informed her, taking off his coat.
"As always." She answered back, looking down.
"I can fix it."
"I know, you always promise to do so but you never did Jeff…"
Jeff… she always called him that, not the formal Sands, but Jeff, he loved it when she called him that, she was the only one though. And thanks god not the hated birth name Sheldon, he hated his father for picking t hat name, if he would still be alive he would have killed him for that.

"I'll do it tomorrow, it's Friday anyway." He answered and took off his hat, leaving it on the shelf beside the door.
"Alright." she answered.
The kept standing there for a moment, not talking to each other, Sands stared at her with a slanted soft smile plastered to his face but she kept looking the other way as if she is afraid to look at him, until finally she broke as she threw him a short gaze and a small smile appeared on her face.
Sands chuckled silently and grabbed her waist.
"C'mon, you can't stay mad at this face forever, can you?" he asked her and pouted jokingly.
She moved his hand from her waist and stepped back "Be sure I can Jeff!"
"Why are you so mad all the time, it's not like I'm not satisfying you enough or anything." He teased her, preparing himself to get a slap but she seemed to be pretty calm to his statement.
"I just can't be worried about you all the time." She said, her smile disappearing again.
"Oh so what you are my wife now?" he asked her looking somewhat annoyed and walked to the kitchen, opening the fridge. "How come you never have tequila?"
"Because I always buy it and you finish it in the first day. And thanks god to that that I'm not your wife." She yelled at him.
"I'm happy that you like having me around, maybe I'll just leave." He yelled at her back from the fridge, still looking for something to eat.
"I'm not keeping you here." She said and entered the kitchen watching him as he probed her fridge.
Finally he closed the door and rose up, looking at her.
"Sugarbutt that's my job, I can't just leave the C.I.A that's my life."
"Why can't we be like a normal couple? Why can't we date and go to places? And meet friends?" she asked him, her eyes becoming somewhat watery "Why can't we get marriage and have children Jeff?"
"It's not who I am."
That simple answer was enough to answer all her questions, Jeffery was never capable to commit, no to her anyway.

"Now come here, I missed you." He commanded her softly, but she stood in her place, leaning against the table and looking down.
He smiled and walked to her, standing in front of her, she raised her look and met his chest breathing slowly. he grabbed her chin gently, forcing her to look up into his eyes, her bright cat eyes met his dark eyes who glared at her accompanied with another one of his smiles, she smiled back to and allowed him to pull her against him into a soft small kiss. she closed her eyes and gave in to him, wrapping her hands around his neck and letting him lift her up.

He kd opd opened the bedroom door and laid her on the bed, he propped himself upon her with his elbows. She stared into his eyes again silently, there was no need in much talking right now. she knew what he wanted only by looking into his eyes.
She unbuckled his belt quickly while he leant his forehead against hers, letting out a low groan as she grabbed his erection in her long delicate fingers.
He grabbed her wrist suddenly, removing it from his boxers gently.
"Not now." he whispered into her ead rod rose up bit.
He started undressing her quickly, taking off her jeans and her t-shirt. She now appeared to him with nothing but her silky white bra and underwear, a set that matched her creamy soft skin.
He bent down starting to kiss her soft belly gently making her moan softly, within couple of seconds her bra and underwear was down on the floor beside her bed and her was upon her again, still dressed.
She forced him to roll and pulled his pants among with his boxers. Jeffery quickly sat up, taking his shirt off and throwing it on the chest beside her bed.
He grabbed her narrow waist gently and moved her toward his groin, penetrating her with a low growl from him and a surprised cry from her.
She threw her head back, riding him slowly while her hand softly caressing his chest and his hands are grabbing onto her behinds, making her move a tad quickly.
Before she even realized Jeffery was back on top of her, thrusting into heepereper and holding onto her, she moaned loudly, her eyes closed shut and her head thrown back in ecstasy.
He kissed her neck drowsily and continued thrusting into her until finally they both climaxed, screaming each other names. He collapsed on the mattress, laying right beside her, his arm wrapped around her belly and his nose smelling her soft hair. God she smelt good to him.

"I'm gonna take the job…" he whispered to her.
"I know." She answered, "That's why you came here, to say goodbye."
"Yes." He hugged her tighter and kissed her forehead.
"I love you." She said in a tremble voice as if she is about to break into cry.
"I know." He answered and closed his eyes, letting himself drift into sleep.

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Back in Mexico, Agent Sands lay on the dirty ground, seeing nothing but darkness as he was thrown between death and life, the only thing he could think of right now was how much he missed the creaking door and the life he left behind
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