Hello guys I'm such a big fan of the kingsman and I wanted to write a fanfic about Eggys since I have the biggest crush on Taron but after watching the Golden Circle, Pedro aka Whiskey got my attention and I feel like he didn't deserve the ending he got so here I am doing a little rewrite! I appreciate comments a lot and will like to hear what you guys want!

It was a little pass 10pm on a Saturday night and Jack Daniels Aka Agent Whiskey was slaving away behind his desk a bright laptop screen making his eyes water after staring at it for some time now.

He nursed a glass of bourbon and a cigarette as he scanned another file.

A gentle knock was enough to pull him away from his daze making him look up, cigarette smoke escaping his mouth.

A young woman stood at his door way sporting a blouse with a plunging neckline, a pair of tight leather pants and a fringe jacket hanging down her frame.

Whiskey's face soften as he meet her warm brown eyes.

"Aren't you going home soon?" She asked a slight voice of concern in the back of her throat as she leaned on the door frame, crossing her arms.

"In a little bit, Brandy." Whiskey replied after looking at the loud ticking wall clock.

"Well... I'm gonna go." She informed him clutching on her purse.

Whiskey ran his eyes from her head to her feet, admiring the Latina beauty in front of him.

Her name was Agent Brandy, one of the few female Statesmen agents. She was in her late twenties but don't let that fool you. She was the best at what she did. Brandy wasn't just eye candy she knows how to keep up with her male counterparts or maybe perhaps better.

"Wait have a drink with me." He smirks getting up from his desk and walked over to the tray of Whiskey near where Brandy stood.

"You know just because it's free we don't have to take advantage of it." She smirked joining his side.

He handed her a glass and poured the brown liquid slowly whilst he took his still full drink.

"Cheers." Whiskey smiled cheering to another successful mission.

"We work great together, you and I." He adds clinking the glasses together.

Brandy shook her head chuckling before taking a swig like it was water.

Whiskey raised an eyebrow amused at how Brandy always out drank the men like it was nothing at all.

"One more for the road?" He asked inching closer.

Brandy set down the glass and shifted her eyes out the door to check if anyone else was still around; they were the only ones left.

Whiskey took a hold of her wrists pulling her closer just enough so he could whisper into her ear. "Did you really come in here to say goodbye?" He asked his hot whiskey breath tickling her sun kissed skin.

Brandy's heart skipped a beat the feeling of guilt tugging on it as she was indeed guilty of wanting to do something else.

Her demeanor changed and it was clear at how she know looked at him. She escaped his grasp and snaked her arms around his neck pulling him closer as she parts her lips, closing her eyes anticipating his lips on hers.

Whiskey pressed forward closing the gap between them capturing her lips in his.

He slowly moved his lips nibbling on hers. The kiss was passionate and slow, full of want and desire.

Brandy now rested her slender hands on the sides of his face deepening the kiss feeling her breath become shallow.

Whiskey took a step forward gently pushing Brandy onto the wall as he rested his hand on the side of her head whilst his other hand brushed off her jacket.

He caressed the smooth skin on her shoulder as he licked her lips asking for entrance.

In response she parted her lips again immediately meeting Whiskeys tongue.

They quickly fought for dominance knowing both of them were the dominating type but somehow under Whiskey's power Brandy was weak.

Whiskey then slid his hands on her sides looking for the hem of her shirt and pulled her blouse over her head.

The southerner pulled away for a second to look at Brandy know in her Bra. She was fit but still curvy where it mattered, she was truly a woman.

Whiskey placed his lips on the crook of her neck sucking on her nape down to her breasts.

Brandy rested her head on the wall behind her slightly opening one eye in the search of Whiskey's tie. She wrapped the fabric around her fists and yanked making him face her.

"Easy now darlin' " He smirked looking deeply into her eyes, his accent was music to her ears. It was smooth like velvet. Like the whiskey running down her neck.

Brandy mirrored the smirk and undid the his tie along with the buttons on his shirt.

Whiskey let her have her moment knowing shortly he will be the one ripping her clothes off.

The brunette finally brushed the layers of clothing off Whiskey's shoulders and without hesitation he pulled Brandy into his arms picking her up with ease.

He walked over to the small leather couch in the corner.

Brandy rested her head on the crook of her neck taking in his scent: he smelled like after shave and dusk.

She then kicked off her sky high heels, leaving a trail of mess on the ground.

Whiskey gently set her down, kicking off his own pair of shoes before attending to his belt.

The room was dark only a few lampshades lit the room along with the New York city lights pouring into the large windows hitting Whiskey's body.

Brandy looked up at him examining every curve of his chest and muscles. He wasn't as buff as Tequila she thought but for her he was a mans man. He was rugged and manly like a younger Burt Reynolds which she had a crush on growing up.

The spy with spanish decent was getting impatient and wanted to take things into her own hands. She rolled her eyes and took a hold of Whiskey's hand yanking him onto the couch as she claimed the spot where he stood.

He then unclasped her bra pulling away from her to move his lips onto her breasts lovingly kissing them

The older gentleman licked his lips taking in the view in front of him and firmly placed his callused hands on the band of her jeans undoing it painfully slowly, tormenting Brandy.

She swatted his hands away and hastily stepped out of her pants before yanking off Whiskey's.

"I think you're forgetting something." Whiskey chuckled eyeing the small fabric covering her bottom.

Whiskey pulled himself up to his feet slowly inching closer leaving enough space between them.

He took her hand in his lifting to his cheek for her to hold whilst he looked into her eyes. His eyes were inviting and warm never failing to brighten Brandy's mood when she looked into them.

Whiskey pressed his lips on her palm pressing a kiss on it.

Brandy could feel her heart melting by his touch. She smiled at him as she laced her fingers with his.

The older gentleman rested his cheek oh hers, his lips on her ear.

"Helena." He called her wrapping his arms around her feeling her skin on his. Whiskey hooked his fingers on the lace piece of fabric and pulled it down to the floor leaving Brandy in the nude.

He took both of her hands and took a step back reclaiming his spot on the couch.

Soon Brandy claimed her spot on his lap capturing his lips again as she rocked her hips on his.

A bulge rubbed against her core making her moan.

Brandy tucked her fingers through his hair pulling on it slightly, continuously swaying her hips.

Whiskey placed his grip around her waists making her stop wanting to lay her down onto the sofa.

Whiskey steadied himself in-between her as she dropped his boxers making Brandy stare in an approving way.

Brandy looked at him with hooded eyes her arms resting above her as he awaited his next move.

He nudged her legs apart lowering himself onto her wanting her lips on his again.

Whiskey pressed his forehead on hers taking in a deep breath as he stroked his erected member slowly pressing his plumbous head into her causing her to flinch.

And without any warning he pulled her into his lap, lowering her onto his length.

"Jack." Brandy moaned his name into his ear as she adjusted to his size once again.

Whiskey rested both his hands on her back supporting her when she leaned back slightly as he began plunging in and out of her.

Moans and heavy breathing could be heard in Agent Whiskey's office.

Their bodies moved on the small leather couch in the corner of the room.

Agent Whiskey held Brandy in his arms, pure pleasure masked her beautiful face as he continued to hit her sensitive spot.

She supported herself by resting her hand on the arm rest while Whiskey wrapped his strong arms around her, caressing her smooth but sweaty sun kissed skin.

He pressed his lips on her again muffling both their grunts into the steamy passionate kiss.

Brandy rocked her hips trying to match Whiskey's rhythm causing him to pant in her ear.

Moans escaping both of their lips. Their bodies covered in sweat.

Their lips locked into a steamy passionate kiss, grunting in each others mouth.

Washes of pleasure soon trembled in the pit of her stomach inching closer and closer to her chest.

Whiskey's hands wondered all over her body exploring every inch of her. He brought a hand down to her clit and pressed on it causing her to whimper feeling her heart slamming on her chest.

He plunged into her one more time and thats all it took for her to meet ecstasy.

Brandy parted her lips pulling a way from the kiss as a loud moan dripped out of her mouth.

Her core tightened around him sucking him dry making him pant and grunt crashing onto her pushing her into the armrest capturing her lips in his again as he emptied his seed in her.

Brandy wrapped her arms around his shoulders pulling him closer feeling his racing heart beat on hers as they took in deep breaths after another.

"Is it just me or we getting better at this?" Whiskey asked pressing his forehead on hers his southern accent thick.

He kissed her pulling on her lower lip.

"Eres increíble, Jack" Brandy tossed her head back onto the arm rest, her vision fuzzy like the room was spinning.

Whiskey left kisses down her neck trailing up to her lip once more.

"Don't exaggerate." Whiskey smirked as he understood her spanish realizing they've been seeing each other so often he was finally learning Spanish. He gave her one last kiss before pulling out of her to put back on his pants.

"I'm serious Jack." She plainly said gathering her clothes off the floor.

Jack was Whiskey's real name and she was only the few people who got to call him by his real name.

Whiskey shook his head watching her closely as she put on her sky high heels.

"You know you can stay at my place." Whiskey absentmindedly let out but didn't mind as he realized what he just said.

Brandy frowned looking at Whiskey as she put on her other shoe.

"We both know I cant." She sighed pulling on her fringed jacket.

It was against the rules of Statesman to have a relationship nevertheless specially if it was with another coworker.

"Come here." She smiled inching forward

"What?" Jack asked as he sat up, his chest still sinking and rising from exhaustion.

"Dame un beso." She smiled knowing he loved it when she spoke spanish. Brandy inched closer to him never wanting to leave his side.

"Give me a kiss." Brandy repeated.

He smiled warmly at her giving her a hot wet kiss again and again also not wanting to let go, both told their selves that just one more kiss before they pulled away but had a hard time to.

Brandy placed a hand on the side of his face pulling away gently just to place her forehead on his sighing.

"I'll see you soon." She told him sweetly and stood up grabbing her purse off the table.

Whiskey briefly stood up to grab the whiskey on the table.

"Can't you tell Champ I need you here in New York?" He pleaded.

Brandy looked over her shoulder and shook her head no. "Jack we both know what Champ will do to you if he figures out what were doing." She explains already imaging Champagne's reaction.

Champ was Brandy's father figure after her own father died in action when she was a mere little girl and ever since that day Champ took her in as his own.

"I just feel like I'm way too old to be doing this. I'm not in my twenties anymore."

"Well that makes one of us." Brandy teased stopping midway out the door.

"You're a lady Helena, you deserve more than this." Whiskey confessed eyeing her standing in the door way not responding at what he told her.

"Bye JD." Brandy chuckles waving goodbye before closing the door behind her.

Whiskey sighed looking at the spot where Brandy stood and took the half a glass of Whiskey off the coffee table swiftly chugging it down as he rested his head on the back rests.

(TO BE CONTINUED...)