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janka janka JANKA!

warnings: smut, jealous zanka, cock against cock, biting, begging kink, edging.

authors note: decided to feed you all. Enjoy or get deep fried 😡!!

Zanka stretched as he continued listening to the man infront of him, crossing his legs as the dread head rambled on and on about different things, from the weather to poisons. From poisons to ice cream. It was impressive how much jabber talks. Quipping on and on while zanka sipped at his sweet tea, nodding every now and then. 

Zanka wasn’t truly paying much attention.He was too busy being irritated with the waitress who had flirted with jabber.

“—And then I passed the fuck out! Poison was mad dope. S’to bad there was so little of it for real.” Jabber remarked, spinnning his bracelet around his finger as zanka set his cup down. 

“Freak,” zanka replied, earning a snicker from the other man. “..We should get outta here pretty soon.”  Zanka added, earning a confused expression from the dread head. 

“Zan-zan, we jus’ got here?” Jabber commented, stopping the fidgeting and putting the bracelet down. just as zanka was about to reply, the same waitress approached their table. Not wanting to cause a scene, zanka shut his mouth.

“How are the drinks you two?” The woman asked, a smile plastered on her face as her eyes stayed locked on jabber. 

“S’good, we’ll be leaving soon though so jus’ give us the check.”  Zanka requested, finally the woman’s eyes tore away from jabber. Smile fading slightly. “Ah, I see! Well then..” she paused, turning back to jabber. “Do you..mind if we exchange blood?” The woman asked, her hand coming up to her choker.

Jabber blinked, zanka’s blood boiled.

“Ah..nah I’m taken.” Jabber waved her off. Earning a frown from the woman and a relaxed exhale from zanka.

“Well..I don’t see your girlfrie—“ 

“Boyfriend.” Zanka interrupted, his glare snagging onto the waitress. the woman’s eyes widened for a moment, before her mouth shut and she turned her heel, scurrying away.

“Damn zan..if glares could kill, that woman would’ve been decapitated.” Jabber snickers, zanka inhales slowly. standing up and grasping Jabber’s wrist, dragging him to the bathroom. Jabber didn’t protest, a grin spreading across his face as zanka pushed him into an empty stall.

“Someone’s feelin’ spicy today.” Jabber remarked as zanka set lovely assistaff against the cleanest part of the stall he could find, inhaling sharply when zanka pinned him against the stall door with his knee between his thighs. “Jealously is a good look on you.” Jabber’s voice came off breathy and needy as zanka rolled his knee upwards. His hand coming up and tugging at jabber’s hair.

“Behave.” Zanka warned. His hand sliding underneath Jabber’s shirt slowly. He leaned forward, connecting his lips with Jabber’s just as his fingers rubbed against one of his nipples. Jabber shuddered, a sound escaping his throat. Muffled by the kiss. Zanka doubled down, pinching and toying with the bud. Drinking in each whine jabber let loose before pulling away. A string of saliva connecting them before it broke with a wet pop.

They stared at each other for a moment, before zanka leaned in again. This time aiming for jabber’s neck. His teeth finding the soft skin, before they bit down hard. Hard enough to leave a mark. And hard enough to bleed. 

Jabber whined, tilting his head back to give him more access. Zanka’s hand slid down Jabber’s boxers. yanking his cock out, appreciating the choked off whimper he earned from doing so.

“Fuck, zan-“ jabber leaned his head back as zanka began stroking, his thumb brushing the bead of pre-cum at the tip down his shaft.

 “Just like that-“ jabber pleaded. His hips bucking into the sensation. Zanka obliged, stroking faster. His eyes never leaving Jabber’s. Drinking in the sight of jabber getting pushed to the edge, his legs beginning to shake, his hips twitching, he was just so damn close—

Zanka’s hand stopped its movements, earning a sharp whine from the older man. “The hell man? I was so close!” Jabber protested, bucking his hips.

“Patience.” Zanka reminded. His hand slid to grasp Jabber’s. “Lemme me have mankira for a sec.” 

Jabber hesitated, but it didn’t last when he saw the look in zanka’s eyes. He raised his hand, anxiously taking off each Ring. His fingers feeling bare without them. Zanka gently took them in his hands. His eyes sliding up to meet jabbers. “Can I?” Zanka questioned, jabber nodded slowly, eyeing the way zanka handled her with care. 

Zanka slid each ring on with enough care to make jabber giddy. Stretching his fingers as he admired each ring, before slowly sliding his eyes towards jabbers. “Ya take real good care of her.” Zanka commented. His hand returning to jabbers cock.

The dread head jolted at the feeling of mankira’s rings on his shaft. He but his lip. His eyes never leaving the sight. Zanka used his other hand to free his own aching cock, inhaling sharply as the cold air met his tip. Before he pushed his hips forward, his hand grasped both of their cocks together. Jabber’s body visibly shuddered. His legs nearly giving out. 

“Zan— I’m close..m’ so close..” jabber bucked his hips, sliding his cock harder against zanka’s. Zanka groaned.  “Not yet.” His thumb coming up to press against jabber’s tip, restricting the orgasm. 

Jabber threw his head back, his hips bucking wildly now. “Zanka- please— please let me cum, I’ll be so good I promise-“ jabber pleaded. his eyes dazed slightly, zanka hummed in consideration. Stroking faster as a means to tease. “Tell me who you belong to.”

“You! I belong to you— pleasepleaseplease-“ jabber whined, high and needy. Zanka obliged,  releasing his tip and stroking faster.

“ZANKA!” Jabber’s orgasm cut through his body like a blade, wave after wave. His mind clouded with lust and Zankazankazankazanka. His length twitching in zanka’s hand, his release spurting over zanka’s hand as he followed close behind. his head falling to rest on Jabber’s shoulder as he let himself fall into that delicious high. “Fuck, jabs..” zanka panted out, his release covering his own hand and mixing with jabber’s. He let jabber collapse forward onto him. Panting heavily. 

“That was good..real good..” jabber murmured, a stupid satisfied grin spreading across his face as he eyed mankira’s rings, covered in their release. “We should do this again zan..” 

Zanka hummed, his cleanest hand tracing circles on Jabber’s back. “Maybe. But we needa get outta this damn run down restaurant.”

so here. Take some of my gachiakuta gl2 designs

warnings: jabber x zanka, fluff, suggestive but no nsfw, implied struggling jabber, and hurt/comfort.

Authors note: made this for @boredfandomchild because they said they had a bad day and needed some comfort yaoi. And I like to feed sad people. Enjoy!

Jabber’s figure was subtle in the dark, laying on his bed while blinking up at ceiling. He exhaled slowly, raising his hand and hanging it over his face as he stared at mankira’s newly polished rings. His mind wandering to what happened just earlier.

zodyl ordered Cthoni to leave jabber far from base without a map or any instructions on how to get back as punishment for failing a mission. It was hella annoying making it all the way back, but that isn’t what angered him. What bugged him was how quickly Cthoni accepted. In truth Cthoni didn’t really have a choice, he knew that. He just didn’t expect her to not hesitate. His nose wrinkled in annoyance at the memory, rolling over side and allowing his mind to wander to different things.

Yesterday, jabber had woken up in zanka’s bed with the worst of the bite marks left by zanka patched up. not only that but he was cleaned.

Cleaned.

Jabber gritted his teeth at the memory, rolling over on his other side restlessly as he furrowed his brows. Who the hell does zanka think he is!? Treating him like a piece of glass? Well he ain’t! And he hates being treated like he is. 

He hated being anything other than a hole to fuck. Because that means zanka will go soft. He hates soft.

Hates it. 

He knows zanka isn’t exactly trying to go soft on him, they’ve just been doing this for so long. Zanka knows what gets him going and how to make him moan. He’s just doing it as if it’s the most regular thing in the world. he’s doing it exactly right because he cares to remember where and how to get jabber going.

As Jabber’s lost in thought, his choker rang through the silence of his room. jabber sat up, his hand felt for the ringing choker, clicking on it.

“Jabber, ya free tonight? Most of the others are goin’ out tonight so it’s a good time to come over.” Zanka’s voice cut through the choker, muffled slightly by the choker bad connection. the sound of water running audible in the background.

Jabber knew what that meant.

Knew what zanka was asking for.

“Yeah I’ll be there in a lil’ bit, gotta get Cthoni to drop me off near you.” Jabber’s voice replied, already standing up to change.

“Make sure to shower this time, stanky ass.” Zanka said before hanging up the phone. 

Jabber snickered at the comment before heading towards the bathroom.

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Zanka’s hands found jabbers shirt, sliding his hands under the hem of it as he bit Jabber’s bottom lip, earning a sharp breath from the other man as he opened his mouth. Zanka’s tongue shoved its way into Jabber’s mouth.

 His hands wandering around Jabber’s body as he teased a nipple, jabber arched into it. A breathy whimper escaping his mouth as zanka bit down hard on his neck, he rolled his head to the side, giving zanka better access as his hand slipped under zanka’s pants. 

“C’mon zanka, use me. I know you wanna.” Jabber pleaded, his voice cracking as jabber pinched his nipple. 

“Shut it.” Zanka warned, jabber grinned. Closing his eyes to get lost in the feeling as he slid his hand lower, palming zanka’s erection through his underwear. Zanka grunted. His mouth finding Jabber’s once more, Shorter this time but no less violent. Only pulling back when jabber was struggling to breathe. They both stared at each other for a moment, breathing heavily.

Zanka’s hand came up to rub Jabber’s lower lip with a gentleness that made jabber flinch back, zanka leaned down, pressing a small kiss to Jabber’s lower jaw. Pausing when jabber froze, his hand yanking itself out of zanka’s pants. And grabbing zanka’s hand, stopping his movements. “Fuck are you doin’?” Jabber’s voice sneered. Catching zanka off guard.

 “I hate when you do whatever this bullshit is.” Jabber’s voice gestures vaguely at zanka’s gentle hand on his hip. 

“C’mon zanka..just be mean to me. Use me. Hate me.” Jabber moved zanka’s hand to hold his neck, his nails digging into zanka’s wrist. 

“Stop remembering what I like, stop fuckin’ treating me like I’m human, Treat me like an animal. Something you hate with everything in you. Why can’t you just..” jabber trailed off. His brows furrowing. “Just hate me.”

“..jabber?” Zanka’s hand retreated, puling back and giving jabber space.

“Ay forget it. Just bein’ a lil brat. So can we just go back to—“

Zanka’s hands wrapped around Jabber’s waist, slowly pushing him closer, leaning down and resting his chin on Jabber’s shoulder.

“Zan—“ 

“Shut up.” Zanka interrupted, pulling Jabber’s hair just slightly. Before he rested his chin on top of Jabber’s locs. “I’m not going soft on you. I ain’t treatin’ ya like an animal. I’m treatin’ you like someone I like. So you’re just gonna have to fuckin’ deal with it.” zanka replied.

“Love makes you weak.” Jabber’s voice sneered.

“Do I seem like a weak person ta you?” Jabber shut his mouth at that. “I think it’s a good example of those fleeting little moments..” zanka leaned closer to Jabber’s ear, his voice dropping just a pitch.

“where you’re caught off guard and I’m the one in control.” Zanka held tighter, while he did mean those words. He truly did love jabber with all his heart. He just couldn’t express it in a way jabber would understand other than this.

So he will wait. He’ll slowly ease jabber into his touch. Into his affection. Not so that he can take control and hurt him, not exactly. He wouldn’t hurt jabber unless it’s in a way they both enjoyed. But so that he could see that comfortable smile on Jabber’s face when he realizes that he can let himself enjoy it.

Zanka couldn’t see Jabber’s expression, but he could feel the heat from his skin. 

“..wanna take a bath? We got some fancy bubble bath shit, s’ a good plus for being a cleaner.” Zanka offered. 

“Ya such a clean freak I already showered today!” Jabber finally pulled back.

“It don’t count if ya don’t wash yer hair or use actual soap!” Zanka replied, his voice raising. swinging his legs over the bed and wrapping his hand around Jabber’s wrist. Dragging him to the bathroom.

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“Alright boy whip it out.” Jabber exclaimed enthusiastically.  zanka wrinkled his face in disgust, throwing his shirt at jabber. he stripped quickly, crouching near the tub and testing the water. 

“Damn nice as—“  zanka pulled one of Jabber’s dreadlocks down. Forcing the older man to crouch. “Owchie—!” 

“Behave.” Zanka warned, although he wasn’t serious.  He released Jabber’s hair, grabbing the plastic-covered bath bomb and handed it to jabber. “Put in when ya want to. Pretty sure it’s got a small little toy in it or sumthin’. “  zanka sat down in the bath, his body relaxing as jabber followed suit.

Jabber, being the absolute fucking idiot he is. Put the damn bath bomb in the water with the plastic still on it. “It’s a scam it ain’t doin’ nuthin!” Jabber pushed the bath bomb further under the water. As if it would activate it.

Zanka grabbed the bath bomb and tore the plastic off and threw it in the water. Looking at jabber unimpressed. 

“Oh..!” Jabber blinked, snorting as he looked back down at the bath bomb. “That’s sick! I ain’t ever used one of these a’fore!” Jabber grinned, poking at the bath bomb as it turned the water a lavender purple. zanka pulled jabber back against him just slightly. Jabber seemed to infatuated with the dissolving color ball to Care or notice. 

Once it dissolved, jabber felt around for the promised gift that came with the bath bomb, Pulling the little clear toy out. A clear blue scorpion emerging from the water with his hand.

“Hey it looks like you! Ya know? Cause it’s blue? And scorpions have really nasty attitudes?” Jabber turned to zanka. Snickering at the way zanka frowned, unimpressed. “Got any more of these little bath bombs?” Jabber questioned, turning his head back to the scorpion.

“Yeah but I can’t use em’ all. So only one more.” Zanka reached for another one, pulling a pink one out and peeling the plastic off, throwing it in the water.

“You cleaners and your weird fancy shit.” Jabber grinned. Waiting for the bath bomb to dissolve, relaxing slowly into the warm bath. 

They used several more after that.

Jabber kept most of them, but a few went to zanka. Who didn’t care. He was too busy thinking of the way jabber relaxed slowly into his touch.