The Rook sighed and entered the train. The twins had finally got enough money to afford new changes on the train, meaning Jacob didn't have to sleep on the couch in the main cart. "I miss the welcome," you said to yourself. You clutched the papers with Templar information for Evie to your chest. Walking through cart after cart, you stopped in Evie's living area. Neither Evie nor Henry were anywhere to be found.

"Damnit," you sighed, running your hand through your hair. You set the stack of papers on Evie's desk, not wasting your time to wait for her, knowing she would immediately find the papers on her own.

As you were exiting the cart, you heard a sound come from a few carts over, a groan. You were quite concerned and made your way to Jacob's cart and when you entered, you froze.

Jacob was laying on his bed, his trousers lazily pulled down with his hand occupying his revealed genitals. He was working fast, filling his lungs with gasps of pleasure and mumbling a name; not just anyone's name, but your name.

"Well I'll be damned," you spoke, which caused Jacob to stop his movements. You didn't know what to say. You felt quite awkward, standing there and watching your boss jerk off thinking of you.

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