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From the moment your adventure at Spudsy’s began, you had one mission in mind: to teach a 6’2 insufferably smug ass purple bunny a lesson.

Since you’d arrived at the circus, Jax had made you his favorite target. You are the butt of his joke almost more frequently than Gangle, and you’ve always fought back against it. However, your rage and outbursts almost seemed to fuel his desire to bully you more. You were stumped on how to really get back at him for all the humiliation he’d caused you these past few weeks…

Until 2 days ago.

You and the rest of the digital crew were eating a Bubble made feast when you noticed Jax staring at you. When you met his gaze, he quickly looked away. That’s not like him…

You noticed a blush creep onto his cheeks as he avoided eye contact and abruptly pushed his chair away from the table to exit the dining area. You followed him, just far enough behind so he wouldn’t catch you. He got to his room and slammed the door. You could hear the CLICK of his lock all the way down the hall. You slowly made your way to his door, ever so slightly leaning your ear against it. At first, you heard nothing. You were about to pull away and leave when you heard it:

“ughhhh, fuck y/n.” He moaned lowly, his voice like honey.

“God, yes. Take it, y/n fuck baby” he groaned, his words punctuated with desperate panting.

You yank your ear away from the door, eyes wide and unblinking. You quickly run to your room and lock the door behind you, just as he had moments ago.

Your pussy was throbbing, and it took everything in you not to return to his door and offer yourself to him.. but no. You had a better idea. You had a plan to finally get under his skin in the most satisfying way. You’d get your night with him, you knew that much. For now though, the memory of him moaning your name would fuel your nightly activities.

You started the adventure as normal, Jax being a dick, etc etc. You noticed him alone in the drive through area, just messing with the register when you decided to make your first move. You glide over to him, a mental smirk settled in as you watch him look you up and down. His cocky smile slithered across his face.

“Hey there, doll face. How’s the job goin’?” He mused, leaning against the counter nonchalantly.

You simply smile, leaning forward on your tiptoes to reach his ear. You can hear his breath hitch as your lips brush against him.

“You look really good in that uniform.” You whisper in a sultry tone that leaves him weak in the knees.

You make sure to catch his eyes for a brief second before turning on your heel and getting back to work. You didn’t want to give him time to respond, knowing he’d just put his arrogant exterior back on, but you had to see the look on his face. His eyes were wider than you’d ever seen them, his face flush like it was the day you caught him staring.

Jax was stunned. He couldn’t get himself free from his frozen state until you exited his vision. Finally, his muscles relaxed and he let go of the breath he didn’t even realize he was holding.

What the fuck was that?

He brushed it off as best he could, but he couldn’t ignore the twitch he felt in his pants.

The next advance you make happens in the walk in. You catch a glimpse of him just as the door closes, opening it again almost immediately. Jax whips around when he hears you enter. His face is already giving away what he so desperately wants to hide. He quickly tries to return to his normal cocky smile.

“What’s up, toots? Come to tell me how good I look again?” He quips, secretly wishing he hadn’t brought it up once he feels his dick twitch again at the very mention of her sudden come on.

Little prick, you think.

You giggle, shaking your head.

“No silly, just needed to grab a bag of fries.”

You squeeze in next to him to grab the bag of fries, when you notice one on the lower shelf. Your excitement is palpable but you try to play it cool, everything was just working out so perfectly!

You got down on your knees to grab the bag, adjusting yourself right before you stand to be directly in front of his crotch. He stares down at you, once again frozen at your brazen actions. Your face inches away from the obvious semi in his pants, you slowly rise.

You're still only inches away from him as you speak.

“See ya back out there, Jax!” You say, bubbly and sweet. Leaving him standing alone yet again.

Okay.. WHAT THE FUCK?

Jax took the trash out just to get a moment of uninterrupted pacing in. He paced outside the back door, his cock throbbing in his pants uncomfortably as he tried to figure out what the hell was going on.

He had been attracted to you ever since you got to the circus. He didn’t think it was possible to find a character in this realm so undeniably sexy, damn near irresistible to him. He loved your fiery personality and perfect cartoon form. He couldn’t let you know that, though. He had a reputation to uphold here. So what if he thought you were hot? You were just another character to bully for his entertainment.

As time went on, he couldn’t help but take a special interest in you. He found himself always wanting to mess with you, just to get you near him; yelling at him, whatever. He was infatuated with you, and the only way to relieve the tension you built up inside of him was to indulge in his fantasies alone.

The way you were treating him for this adventure, though? He had no idea how to handle it. One part of him was screaming to just keep up his condescension, but the other half could barely breathe when you were that close to him, let alone blatantly teasing him.

Lost in thought and still pacing, he suddenly hears the back door slam behind him. He spins around to see you, once again. You’re carrying the second bag of trash he was supposed to go get, when he was done pacing that is. You throw the bag into the dumpster, pivoting back to look at him.

“How’s it going, cutie?” You tease, leaning against the building, admiring how this normally confident character is slowly melting under your gaze.

He shakes his head and smiles at you. “What’s gotten into you?” He asks, trying to feign his normal apathetic demeanor, but it comes out more desperate than he’d have liked it to.

You look at him incredulously.

“What do you mean, baby?” You ask, slowly closing the distance between you. You place your hand on the back of his neck and gently pull his head down to you.

He hates the way his body reacts to your touch, your words. He hates how fucking good it feels to have your hot breath fanning over his neck.

“You’re the only thing I want getting into me.” You whisper, gliding your lips from his ear to his neck where you lay a firm kiss before pulling away. You don’t even take a second glance before retreating back into the building.

His cock is impossibly hard now. He’s never felt this way before, this intense need for your touch. It was physically painful, his desire building every time he looked at you.

“Fuuuck.” He groans under his breath, walking back into the building only to see your perfect ass in the air as you bent over to pick up a tray that had fallen on the floor. He quickly retreats to the empty drive through area, trying to calm himself down.

He can’t stop thinking about you now. Every advance you’ve made on him today, the way your lips felt pressed against his neck, your words ringing in his mind over and over.

You’re the only thing I want getting into me.

He couldn’t contain himself any longer, he was deteriorating under the tension. He could barely think at all with his dick straining against his zipper like this. He could only think of one thing to do.

Jax approaches you while you’re filling a to-go drink; when you notice him, you quickly realize he is not his normal self. His ears are slightly wilted and his face is flushed & teaming with embarrassment.

You raise an eyebrow at the bunny you’ve been relentlessly teasing all day. That’s when your eyes drift down to his hand, desperately clutching at his apron in an attempt to hide his growing bulge. He shifts uncomfortably.

“Can I g-give you a ride when you get off?” He asks, so gently it was practically a whimper. You bit your lip, feeling a rush of heat gather between your legs at the sight of him so intensely desperate for you.

“Sure.” You say, with a tilt of your head. You brush past him and you can feel him shudder at the brief contact.

You can feel the excitement in your chest threatening to spill out. Not only was everything going exactly as planned, but you were so turned on from seeing him all hot and bothered that you were practically dripping at the idea of what you were going to do to him.

Finally, your shift was over. You and Jax clock out together, walking to his car after you say your goodbyes. The moment you get in the car, you waste no time giving orders.

“Drive somewhere we can be alone for a bit.” You demand, placing your hand on his thigh and meeting his glazed over eyes.

He starts the car, eager to oblige. He has no brain power available to sass back or get defensive, too focused on the aching in his cock that’s only more intense with you next to him.

The air is thick with desire as you start to speak.

“You know, you seem a bit.. flustered, Jax. Is everything okay?” You ask smoothly, still resting your hand on his thigh. His breath is shaky as he attempts to respond.

“You’re just m-making it really difficult to f-focus.” He shudders, losing his mind at the feeling of your fingers drawing circles on his inner thigh, so close to his area of need.

“Me? How so, baby?” You pout, playing dumb. “Maybe you should pull over if you’re having such a hard time focusing.” You suggest, leaning in even closer to him. You can see how much his blush has deepened, and it makes your pussy flutter to see him so needy for you. He obeys your suggestion without hesitation, quickly finding a small, dark area to park.

He undoes his seatbelt and flops his head forward onto his steering wheel. He groans before turning to look at you with hazy, lust filled eyes.

“You’ve been teasing me all damn day.” He breathes, venom laced in his words. You can tell he’s too tired and horny to let his anger take hold like he normally does. You giggle at his words and his glare hardens.

“And you’ve been bullying me since the minute I spawned in the circus.” You spit. His eyes widening at your unusually dark tone.

“I think it’s only fair that I get to mess with you a bit, too. Now get in the back seat.” You order, undoing your seat belt and sliding into the back; making a point to let your ass move right past his face. He lets out a shaky breath, and follows.

You waste no time, immediately straddling him. Your teasing isn’t over yet though. You can feel him practically panting beneath you.

You bring your head to rest in the space between his neck and shoulder; kissing and nipping slightly at the flesh. Jax squirms, soft whimpers and moans falling so deliciously off his lips. He can’t help jutting his hips into you, wanting nothing more than to feel you envelop him, taking away all of the aching he’s been trying to push down for hours.

You trail your lips up from his neck to his ears once again, leaning forward to whisper.

“I heard you the other day. In your room. I followed you after I caught you staring. I heard you fucking yourself, moaning my name so sweetly.” You admit, resting one hand on his shoulder, the other cupping the opposite side of his neck, keeping him close to you.

Jax could barely breathe.

You heard him? How much did you hear? Fuck. No wonder you’d been so bold all day. You clearly knew how badly he wanted you.

“Speechless, baby?” You ask, leaning back to behold his embarrassment. Before he can respond, you're capturing his lips with yours in a passionate kiss.

Jax’s length throbs against your clothed pussy, making you moan into his mouth. Jax deepens the kiss, desperate to hear more of that sweet sound. His hands roam your body desperately, enthralled in the feeling of you. You grind against his impossibly hard dick, moaning at how good the sudden pressure feels. Clearly Jax agrees as he lets out a deep groan in response to your movement, throwing his head back against the seat.

“God..” he moans, unable to control himself.

You quicken the pace a bit, grinding on him just a bit faster, keeping the pressure. You’re enjoying the sight of him absolutely losing himself in the feeling of you on top of him, but you stop yourself.

Jax’s head snaps back up, eyes frenzied.

“Why’d you stop?” He asks, breathless.

“I want you to tell me what you want, Jax.” You say, looking at him through your lashes.

He huffs beneath you, ever so slightly rocking against you, desperate for friction.

“I-I.. want you to fuck me.” He whispers, his ears falling in front of his face.

You shake your head. “I’m sorry baby, I can’t hear you. Speak up.”

He grunts, missing the pressure previously applied by your warm center that was now hovering just above where he needed you most. Practically whining from the loss, he looks directly in your eyes, swallowing every bit of his pride like a large pill with no water.

“Please, y/n.” He starts, pleading eyes glistening. “Please fuck me.” He begs, his voice low and gravelly.

Your heart is racing; his face was flushed with pure desire, just for you. Your plan had worked, but you didn’t even care. You were too lost in his submission and the wetness pooling between your legs.

You pull your top off slowly, letting him drink in every inch of your torso as it’s revealed to him. His hands immediately begin exploring the newly exposed skin, finding their way to your sensitive peaks before capturing them between his lips. You gasp at the feeling of his warm tongue playing with your nipple, once again grinding against him to relieve some of the now unbearable tension.

You begin undoing his pants, chills running down your spine every time you hear a moan escape him. His dick is so starved for your touch, it practically lunges at you. You take his surprisingly big length in your hands, reveling in the sounds he’s making above you, chest heaving uncontrollably. You kiss his tip, hearing a sharp hiss from him.

“P-please, no more t-teasing baby. I-I need you now.” He breathes, trembling from the tiny kiss. You decide to obey his wishes.

“Mmm.. okay. You’ve been such a good boy, after all.” You purr, moving to straddle him once again.

His body hummed with excitement, he couldn’t think straight anymore. His mind went blank with desire, only concerned now with getting to feel every crevice of that perfect pussy.

You pulled off your pants and aligned his throbbing purple cock with your entrance. You tease your quivering hole with his tip, soaking his head in a mixture of your wetness and his. He lets out a strangled moan, head falling onto your shoulder. You slowly sink onto him, breathing out a string of curses at the feeling of him filling you to the brim.

You lean back, watching as Jax’s head falls back against the seat. His eyes screwed shut as he pants. He moans your name, making your pussy clench around him. He gasps, instinctively thrusting up into you at the spasm. You melt into him as he thrusts into you again and again, hard and slow, as if he’s savoring every inch of your dripping cunt.

“You feel so fucking good” he moans into your neck, kissing and sucking sloppily as his pace quickens. You feel your climax approaching fast, his dick slamming into your g spot with every thrust.

“Fuck Jax, don’t stop!” You moan into his neck, arms wrapped tightly around him as he pounds you into oblivion.

“Just like that baby, god your dick is perfect for me” you hum, euphoria taking hold of you as your climax rapidly approaches. Jax whimpers at your words, thrusts getting sloppy as he reaches his orgasm.

“Fuck baby YES!” You scream, pussy convulsing around him as your orgasm triggers his own. He continues to make shallow thrusts up into you as you both ride out the waves of pleasure.

Both of you are still a moaning mess when his pace finally comes to a halt. You lay like that for awhile, his softening dick still comfortably inside of you. You lean back to look at him, eyes blinking open at you slowly. He looks so good like this, all fucked out and pussy drunk. You kiss him, which he immediately returns. His arms snake around your waist, pulling you as close to him as he can. The kiss is slow and deep, effectively making you hot all over again.

he likes the idea that you say your thoughts out loud and doesn’t really have an “inside” voice

your lack of reading the room skills is what got you two together. all he did was look at you in a certain way and you blurted out that his face looks rideable

obviously, you two immediately got together and you were alllll bark and no bite

jax teases you ruthlessly while fucking about how shy you are. he’ll make marks about how hot your body looks, how slutty you look while sucking his dick, says things about how pretty your cunt looks while it’s being fucked by his cock, and your only replies were whimpers and moans

whenever he’s eating you out or “makes” you ride his face you get so embarrassed and bury your face with your hands. it got to the point where he pins your hands

he for sure thought that you were going to be on the more control side but no that was not the case

it actually turns him on a bit knowing that he’s making you feel so shy and humiliated during sex. after? you act like you’re not shy anymore

“jaaax,” you whined, “we’ve been dating for a while now and we haven’t done anything romantic.”

“what makes this day any different?”

you leaned up, holding your head with your hand and elbow to look at his nonchalant expression, “please? does it really kill you to be a bit more romantic?”

he let out a long sigh, “fine. i’ll gather something up.”

the rest of the day you haven’t seen jax. it was well over past 6pm and not once has he barged into your room to have this date. you groaned out of annoyance with slight anger. you knew you shouldn’t put your trust into him. jax doesn’t do romantic boyfriend stuff ever and you should’t have thought he’ll change.

you stomped your way to jax’s door and banged on it, “did you forget our date?”

“relax! just give me a sec!” he shouted, silently cussing to himself because the fire wasn’t lighting.

with your arms crossed and foot impatiently tapping you waited…and waited until finally his door opened.

your mouth agape, eyes trailing from his face down to his suit and tie. “wow,” you mumbled.

“where did you get that tight skimpy dress?” he placed his hands just above your hip and pulled you closer to him.

“i stole it from ragatha.”

jax pulled you in his room and shut the door with his foot. he leaned against it and turned you around to where you’re facing his decorated room. he kisses the sides of your neck, nibbling at the skin as his fingers dug deeper into your hips.

his room was dimly lit by candles laying around every surface. rose petals making a shape of a heart on the floor and bed.

“you did all of this?” you hummed at the soft bites on your neck.

“mhm. got me running all over this d#%^ place trying to find them.” jax gently nudged you toward the bed, lightly pushing you down with him hovering above. he seductively stared into your eyes.

he kisses you firmly, lips pressing against yours with hunger. his hands come up to cup your face, holding you in place as he deepens the kiss. the plastic roses crunch beneath you as he shifts his weight. jax’s breathing grows heavier as the kiss intensifies. his hands slides your skimpy dress up just above your tits.

he rolled to his side, not yet leaving your plump lips. his fingers hooked around the fabric that was covering your soaked pussy and slowly pulled it aside.

jax slid his fingers inside slowly, testing and teasing your pussy. he grins at your hums of pleasure as he pumps them in and out. he curls his fingers slightly, finding that angle that makes your breath hitch.

"you're soaked," he murmurs between your moans and kisses.

“f#%^,” you let out a breathy moan, shuddering because his fingers was pressing against that gummy spot that makes you weak.

“mhm, i could do this all night..making you feel good. you want that don’t you?”

all you could do was whimper in response.

“use your words, baby.”

“f-f#^*, yes i d-do.”

"tell me when you're close," he says, pulling back just enough to look down at you with those seductive, half lidded eyes.

his fingers curled and pumped with increasing speed. the squelch from your natural lubricant could be heard, making you feel slight embarrassment but jax was progressively getting hornier.

your moans increased in volume, back arching as you shuddered, “i’m—s#%^,—s’close!”

he leans in to kiss you harder, his tongue sliding in your warm mouth as his hand works faster, “let it all out," he murmurs against your lips, his thumb brushing over your swollen clit. “come on, baby.”

with a cry you reached your orgasm, pussy convulsing around his fingers as your hand gripped tightly on his black tie.

"f#%*, baby, " he says, keeping his fingers moving through the aftershocks, drawing out every last wave.

jax’s eyes are locked on your face, watching intently as your orgasm plays out. “you look so beautiful right now i could worship you.” he doesn't pull his hand away immediately, just wanting to let his fingers rest there. he leans down to place soft kisses along your jawline.

jax stood up and unbuttoned his shirt and pants, throwing them off to the sides before hooking his fingers around your panties waistband and pull it off in one smooth motion. he did the same with his own, leaving his cock springing free.

he hovers over you again to kiss you harder, more demanding with hunger. his tongue slides in as his hands roam over your body.

he leans up positions himself at your entrance, one hand gripping your hips while the other guides himself. he he pushes in firmly, both of you gasping.

"f#%^," he groans, his eyes rolling back slightly “so f#%^ing tight."

he settles into a slow rhythm, his hips rolling, making you hum at the feeling of every vein and every inch.

"you like me filling you up like this?" he asks, his voice strained with pleasure.

“mhm,” you nodded, rolling your bud and squeezing your own tit.

his fingers slid down to your swollen clit and lightly rubbed it in circles as your back arched.

“atta girl,” he threw one leg over his shoulder, fingers lightly digging into your skin, “taking me so well.”

you were a moaning mess, trying to get words out but it felt impossible.

"tell me what you feel," he encourages, his voice a low purr.

“i—mfm—my p#%%^ thr-obbing and your d#%* filling me up,” you managed to say inbetween gasps, hums, and whimpers.

he threw your other leg up on his shoulders, gripping both your thighs and angled you to where he can repeatedly hit that gummy sweet spot with a more increasing pace. you let out a cry, gripping the covers full of plastic rose petals.

“f#%^!” you whined.

“shh, you’re taking me so well.” he voice was low, speaking through his soft, quick grunts.

he rolled your legs off of his shoulders, pressing your thighs against the bed before reaching to grab at your waist.

jax’s breathing is getting heavier, his body tense as your pussy throbbed around his dick. his hips snapped against yours with each thrust. he bit his bottom lip, staring at your flushed face, messy hair, mouth open in a perfect “o.”

“f#%*, you’re so beautiful.” he muttered.

you covered your moaning mouth with your hands as the knot in your tummy tightened.

“come on, baby. let me hear you," he purred, leaning down to move your hands and cup your cheek.

“i’m s’close!”

he burried his head into you neck, one hand under your head while the other is resting on your lower back. his lips trail up your neck, leaving gentle kisses as he still kept that fast and deeper pace.

your orgasm completely washed over you, body trembling against him as your pussy spasms all over his cock.

“f#%^,” he grunted, letting you ride out the aftershocks while he continues to thrust deep inside.

jax groans in your ear, his eyes rolling back slightly as his snapped against yours one final time. his cock pulsed and twitched inside as he spurts thick white ropes of cum in your pussy.

he laid there inside you for some more seconds before leaning back up and pulling out. he picked up your panties and slid them back up on you before pulling down that dress. you panted a bit more, watching him put on his clothes and button up his shirt, fixing his tie before reaching his hand out to you.

you smiled as he pulled you up, holding you close against his heaving chest.

“ready for dinner?”

you giggled, “yeah but how did you even get dinner?”

“i bribed bubble.”

you slightly pulled back to look at his face, “with what?”

“if i tell you, you might be mad.”

“fair enough.” you got on your tippy toes to kiss his lips, “i love you…you don’t have to say it back because i know you but…i wanted to let you know.”

when you’re on register duty he’ll place his hands right on your hips when he’s walking by, he’ll make you scrub the floor on your hands and knees, and when you’re on drive through duty he’ll pretend to drop something and hang out right by the register and slowly trail is hands up and down your calf.

he can sense you waiting for him after the adventure. the way you blush when he’s giving you order or when you start to talk in a nervous, high pitch voice.

finally you were able to get away from him after caine teleported everyone back to the circus. you waited impatiently in your room, pacing around the circle carpet. jax has a key—obviously—so at any moment he can unlock your door.

hours went by and he still didn’t show up. did he forget? obviously not, he did this on purpose to get a rise out of you.

once jax finally arrived in your room he leaned against the closed door with his arms crossed, “so?”

you took some steps back, “so…what?”

“come on,” he snickered, “i thought you were gonna pounce on me since you wrote that in your diary on page 2.”

your jaw dropped and eyebrows furrowed, “you memorized the numbers?”

“i got bored. so you gonna pounce on me or what?” he smiled.

your nerves were building up, but your pussy ached for him.

he lit up, “or i can pounce on you according to..let me think…page 6.”

you groaned, “let’s just get this over with, okay? you’re clearly not gonna leave until you get what you want.”

“ha!” he walked closer as you step back against the wall, “i’m doing this for you,” he said in a low toned voice.

you bit the bullet connected your lips with his. he smirked to the kiss as one hand traveled to the back of your neck and the other trailing down to your hip.

he slipped his tongue in as he moved his hand from your hip to your ass, lightly cupping it. you let out a short gasp, which only made him hungrier for you.

he pushed you onto your bed and broke away from assaulting your mouth. he got on his knees, lifted up your skirt and pulled off your soaked panties. he looked up at you with disbelief, “seriously? soaked already? i haven’t even started,” he snickered.

“s-stop.”

jax spread your thighs apart and stared at your pulsating pussy that was already leaking out lubricant. he licked his lips and brought his face closer to your pussy. his hot breath sent shivers down your spine, toes curling in your socks—fuck you need him.

he starts by placing a soft kiss right on your clit, letting his lips linger there for a moment before trailing open mouth kisses along your folds. you whined by how slow he’s going, but he’s wanting to keep up his supposed promise in your diary.

every now and then, he pauses to flick his tongue rapidly over your clit, making you gasp and squirm. your hips starts to buck and grind against his face but he holds you steady, keeping you pinned. his hands grip your thighs, pushing them further apart.

he moans against your clit, lips sealing around the sensitive bud as he sucks a bit harder, tongue flicking rapidly back and forth over it.

you let out a breathy, high pitched moan as your eyes closed shut. your legs trembled between his head, "that's it, let me hear those pretty sounds.”

he curls his fingers inside, stroking along your inner walls. he finds that special spot and rubs over it firmly, making you cry out and arch your back.

"found that sweet spot, didn't i?” his voice was low.

you whined and nod in response.

he pumps his fingers faster as his mouth attached back onto your clit, switching between sucking and flicking with his tongue.

"be a good girl and cum for me. i know you need to,”

your moans increased and got sluttier as you lightly held onto his ears, and finally that knot in your stomach unraveled as a high pitched moan left your throat.

he pulled back and smirked, “prove you right twice.”

“please…i really need your dick.”

he laughed, “you really are a slut.”

“please?” you begged.

he stood up and proceeded to pull off his overalls. his cock springs up, the swollen head already leaking with pre-cum.

jax wraps a hand around his shaft, stroking it slowly before lining the tip up with your entrance. his other hand reaches up to grip your hip, “i wanna hear how badly you need it because you were already begging in your pathetic fanfic.”

you whined, “i need you to fuck me, so bad. that’s all i’ve been waiting on today, please.”

jax thrusts forward, burying his cock deep into your pussy with a stroke as you cried out at the sudden stretch.

he rolls his hips in a slow, sensual grind, rubbing against a sensitive spot, making you gasp and shiver.

"that's it, sweetheart. this is what you needed, isn't it?”

“y-es,” you breathed out, “fuck.”

he picks up the pace, his thrusts growing longer and harder. he brings a hand up to wrap around your throat, his fingers curling gently around your neck and lightly squeeze at the sides.

your breathed hitched, tears pinpricking in your waterline. jax’s dick pulses inside as a low moan escaped from him. you never took him as a guy that makes noise but you are not complaining.

he let go of your neck and grabbed the edge of your shirt and pulled it off. he took the long sleeves and tied your wrists together above your head still while thrusting himself inside. he then gripped your bound wrists with one hand while the other squeezes your tit.

your moans increased in rhythm and volume, not caring who hears.

“shi-t! i..-fuck!” you choked out as you reached your orgasm. jax let out a low toned moan and hilts himself inside. his cock pulses and throbs as he shoots warm cum deep into your spasming pussy. he grinds his hips hard against yours, riding out your orgasm until it subsides.

the two of you caught each others breaths as jax slowly slides himself out.

he planted his body beside of yours, reaches over to undo the knot that kept your wrist together and sighed, “did i prove you right?”

“yeah…but you forgot the maid outfit.”

out of the odds you remember more of your past before your arrival at the circus more than others. at first you never talked about it, but as days and months passed you came around eventually. you briefly mention something at the bar adventure when you were a couple drinks down, something that shouldn’t be spoken out loud but you let it slipped, talking about how your dad would beat you when he was drunk. days had passed since that slip up as you completely forgot about it.

once jax jabs at you for something you’ll reply back (or prank) with something else that hits the chest harder, but it didn’t really bother him or you that much until he slipped up and made a horrible joke about your dad beating you. you glared at him with clenched fists, tears threatening to come out of your glossy eyes. he knew he fucked up at that moment, but he didn’t apologize.

“get out of my room,” you said through tight gritted teeth.

jax leaned on your bedroom door, “come on, you know i was joking. stop taking things so serious.”

“out!”

of course to your luck the adventure today is hide and seek, a game you’re not that interested in but is too afraid to tell caine your true feelings. what made things worse was that jax is the seeker.

caine blindfolded jax and made him count to 60 seconds, and right as jax started to count everyone started to run. kinger hid somewhere inside, zooble and gangle hid somewhat together, ragatha hid at the fair grounds, and pomni hid in her own room under the bed.

you ran to the beach side and climbed up a high palm tree, hiding in an uncomfortable spot in the leaves. you can spot the others getting caught then realized if you can see him there’s a big chance he can see you, so you curled up inside the leaves again and ride everything out.

the beach waves crashed, quite smoothing for your mind. there was times where you and jax would go out to the beach side late at night when neither of you could sleep. you kind of miss it, but the hatred and pain he caused from that stupid joke made you more angrier at him.

caine made an announcement you were the last one to be found, immediately making you win and ending the game but jax still wanted to find you. he couldn’t lose you and doesn’t know what is worse, you abstracting and being gone forever, or you still being alive but being gone mentally.

you could hear patted footsteps because of the sand and held your breath so you couldn’t make any noise, but it was pointless since he looked up at the palm tree, seeing your curled up body.

“i can see you.” he said in a tired voice, “come down.”

you exhaled, “i don’t want to see you.”

“because i made that joke? you never care about those jokes and jabs because you know i never mean them.”

“it wasn’t just a joke, jax. it was something private and somewhat traumatizing event.”

“i tried to make it light!”

“that doesn’t mean anything!” you poked your head out from the leaves, “he would beat me so hard i would sometimes black out. that’s not something to joke about. i would have to go to school with painful bruises all over my body.”

jax eyes turned into pinpoints, “i’m sorry, okay? is that what you wanted to hear?”

“no! i don’t want to hear anything from you.”

“i apologize from the stuff i say before and you didn’t care! you always knew i didn’t mean it and would still be there for me, what’s different now?”

“you can’t be serious. making fun of the stuff i do or say is completely different than the sh#% you said about my dad beating me.”

his fists tightened as he got closer to the palm tree, about to climb up it but let out a frustrated groan, “you really want to know? it made me feel sad about you. it hurt me to know you got beat by your dad. i wanted to help and comfort you like how you would comfort me but i didn’t know what words to say. i wanted to cheer you up so i made that joke.”

tears threatened to leave your eyes, “thanks for the honesty,” your voice cracked.

“sooo…you gonna come down?”

you sighed and shook your head, “i need some space.”

“no you don’t. deep down i know you don’t.”

he wasn’t wrong.

jax climbed up the tree and sat beside of you, holding onto you so neither you or him would fall out, “you can ignore me all you want but i’m not gonna leave.”

“okay,” you whispered, swallowing some tears.

“if we ever escape and find ourselves again im going to find your dad and beat him.”

you snickered, “is that another one of your stupid jokes?”

“no, it’s not. i’m serious.”

you rested your head on his shoulder and stared at the subtle waves crashing down.

“this is nice,” you mumbled.

You didn't even want to go to this beach adventure but Kinger practically forced you to go. Good news, the more active you are the less likely they'll think you're trying to abstract. It was like that at first when you arrived but Jax pulled you out of that mindset. Stupid, stupid Jax.

You wished you never got close to him, especially f#%^*% you.

Even in this digital world the sun still felt hot and was blinding your eyes. You kinda forgot how the real world actually felt like.

You spotted Jax laying on a beach chair, but his expression was melancholy. Not the norm for him.

You walked over and gave a small wave before laying down on the beach chair that was next to him. You tried to act nonchalant like nothing ever happened between the two of you.

"Go away,"

You rolled your eyes and began to write, "youre always pushing me away and then act like nothing happened, im tired of this"

He didn't read your note at first until you nudged him.

"Don't you get it? I don't want to be around you! You're too emotional and I don't want to keep babysitting you!"

"tf are you talking about?? babysitting seriously??"

"You act like I'm your savior preventing you from abstracting!"

Your "blood" boiled due to the amounts of anger you have. You inaudibly growled and pounced on him, repeatedly punching him.

"Get off of me! Jesus f##^*^% Christ!" But he didn't fight back at all.

Everyone looked your way but collectively agreed that he probably deserved it and went back doing their own thing.

Jax could see the anger and tears, and if you could make noise he would hear you yell.

He finally pushed you off onto the sand and threw you a towel. "Better?"

Your jaw clenched as you lowered your eyebrows. Jax rolled his eyes and handed you your notebook before crossing his arms.

"i like you. i hate that i do."

His pupils dilated a bit and dropped his crossed arms. He feels the same way and that's why he's scared. He knows that if he continues to do this you might abstract, but for some reason he can't seem to stop.

He sighed and walked away.

Seriously? That's it? You expressed your feelings and that's all he does? F#%^ you genuinely hate him.

Before you arrived here you always felt this same lonely, depressive, angry emotions. That day you wanted to get away from it all, find a quiet secluded place so nobody would try to bother or stop you. If it wasn't for that odd looking headset you wouldn't even be in this digital world, including the real one. Sometimes you think to yourself you went through it and is now in hell of purgatory. A weird one, that's for sure.

~~

Jax is getting close into doing it. Too close. But one sudden thought changed his mind, I don't want to leave her.

He rubbed his eyes out of frustration before walking over to your door. He knocked on it a few times but you didn't answer.

He fumbled with his keys and unlocked your door. First he found Ribbit, then Kaufmo, and now you.

Except you were on the floor in tears, holding out your glitched out, abstracted hand. You looked up at him and kept mouthing the words, "I'm sorry" over and over again.

Jax tensed up at first, slightly shaking his head out of disbelief. He did the exact thing when he found the other two. But this time he promised himself he wasn't going to run away again.

He got down across from you and held you close, silently cussing to himself before finally yelling out Caine's name.

"You're gonna be fine I promise. I'm here for you, okay? I'm always here for you. Caine will fix you I swear...just stay with me, 'kay?"

The pain you were enduring kept you from listening to Jax's and Caine's arguing. You would scream so loud that you were sure the others could hear you.

"You can fix her! Make her talk! You can do anything and you're not!"

Caine yelled back before finally snapping his fingers and disappeared.

The pain vanished, the noise vanished.  With shaky eyes you looked down at your normal hand, then looked back at Jax's worry expression. Neither of you talked. Jax held you tighter against his body. He wasn't planning on telling you that he almost abstracted.

"Listen, Y/n...I love you. I hate those words but I love you. Im sorry for the s#%^ I said and did from before. I want to be with you and if we find an escape I will still want to have a relationship with you."

Your lips turned upwards as you slowly nod your head.

"I know you told me you hated the outside world and felt so alone in it but you don't have to experience that here. I will do anything to keep you safe...I just wish you can talk to me."

You felt the warm tears running down your face as you mouthed, "I love you."

~

Being used huh? For his own entertainment. In the beginning you believed that, but after being around him for so long and actively trying to talk to you, you figured he actually enjoyed your presence and was considered friends. You even stopped trying to abstract because of him. He gave you hope.

You were right about him. He did enjoy your presence but he knew your little secret and refuses to get close to someone who is wanting to basically kill themselves.

A single day has passed since the gun thing, and everyone would check up on you (obviously except for Jax). You haven't left your room at all. The next adventure you skipped out on, and funny enough so did Jax and Zooble.

All you did was think and couldn't snap out of it. You hated yourself for it, getting so worked up because of a guy.

You let out a long exhale and walked over to Jax's room. You simply wrote, "talk to me." and slid the paper underneath his door, if you knock he wouldn't be able to hear it.

With the rustling paper Jax looked down at it, picked it up, then opened the door to find you staring at him with begging eyes.

He shut his door closed, "I don't want to talk to a mute person." He said with cold.

"you did it before??"

Jax rolled his eyes out of annoyance, "What do you want? Have a "deep" conversation? Try to changed my mind about stuff?"

You chewed on the inside of your cheek and shook your head, "just wanted to make sure youre okay, thats all."

Jax crossed his arms and leaned against the door, "Sure. I'm fine."

"promise?"

"Yeah, whatever. Go bother Pomni or somebody."

You turned your heel to 180 degrees and began walking with a slouch.

Jax huffed, "You gonna do anything stupid?"

Without turning around you shook your head before shutting yourself inside your room.

~~

That night you tossed and turned. Having spouts of cry's and sobs, and yet you still can't "leave" this place.

Apart of you wants to see Jax again as stupid as it sounds. You hate yourself for being so attached to him but you can't help it. It's either you do or if you don't. What's the worst that could happen? Well, apparently a lot.

With a frustrated growl you stomped your way over to Jax's door and jiggled the door knob so he could hopefully see it. Minutes later he swung the door open, "Jesus! I'm so glad you can't make a noise. What do you want?"

"i cant sleep. can i sleep w/ you?"

He let out a loud boisterous laugh, "Absolutely not."

You pouted.

Jax sighed, "Alright, follow me."

Jax grabbed your hand and guided you down the halls of the circus. Neither of you said a word, Jax kept his gaze straight ahead, hardly any eye contact, while your eyes were locked on his face. His expressions was dulled.

You gave a half smile, squeezing his hand.

Jax tensed up, wanting to take his hand away but he couldn't. He glanced at you, soon relaxing to your touch.

Once arriving at the destination he opened a door to another room and pulled you with him in. There was a couch, blankets, and a single TV.

"I sometimes come in here to get away from everyone. My little man cave is gone so this will do."

He sat down and held his arms out for you. You tilted your head, making him roll his eyes, "Lay down."

You followed through, heart racing.

Your head was in his lap, body covered by a blanket he threw on you.

"Comfortable?" He mumbled.

You smiled and gave a thumbs up.

"Good," He quietly replied as his hands gently combed through your hair.

He's surprised at what he's doing right now. He never does this, what has he done? He made a promise to himself to not get close to you but his heart aches for you. God, he hates it.

He hates that you can't talk and wishes that Caine can give you a voice. He would do anything for that again.

Your breathing slowed down tremendously because of a deep sleep. Jax didn't want to leave you in here, but he also wants to go back to his room so he can do what he always does. He's thinking to himself, you guys have a lot in common.

He carefully opened the notebook and saw your previous messages with him and to other people. He recognizes all of the ones you said to him, he always remembers those, and the other messages to where you written to other people.

"i think jax is mad at me" "at first i wanted to abstract and tried everything but i guess bc of him i cant" "i feel stupid for liking him" "there's no point in dating here" "what did i do wrong??"

Jax rarely frowns, but he did. He sighed, putting the notebook down and rubbed your arm, "Sorry," He whispered, ears flopping downwards. He slowly held your head and torso up so he could stand up, then gently laid you back down. He leaned, planting a gentle kiss on your forehead before leaving.

Hours later your eyes slowly opened and felt the lack of touch. You slowly sat up and pulled your legs to your chest. Of course he left.

Your eyes went to the door that was opening, hoping it was Jax but it was just Kinger.

"Oh! You found my secret hideout!" He shuts the door and walks over, "Why are you in here?"

You scribbled, "couldnt sleep"

"Ah yeah, that makes sense. Haven't seen you in a while, you okay?"

You shrugged, laying back down. Kinger sat on the other side of the couch.

You two didn't say a word to each other, eyes fixated on the tv screen playing nature sounds like rain and thunder.

"The dark is nice."

You slowly nod in agreement.

"I know you're not doing too good. I'm here for you though, we all are. Tomorrow for the next adventure I think you should join us. We all been missing you."

You looked over at him and smiled, mouthing "thank you" then "I will."

But abstracting is the main thing you want...Right?

~~

"Agree to never talk about this?"

Before you could nod everyone got teleported to the orginal spot before this whole shabang happened.

Zooble and Gangle was obviously breathing a tad faster than before, Pomni looked uncomfortable, Ragatha kept her hands to herself, eyes widened, and Kinger didn't look phased.

Jax smirked at Zooble.

"You can't say $#%*! I know you and Y/n f#%^*# too!"

"I didn't say anything. You technically told on yourself!"

Zooble cursed to themselves, not wanting to go any further.

Caine joined in, "Sorry for that entanglement, I was originally talking about how teamwork is essential to making the dream work! Whatever the case, it's evident now that there's quite a bit of tension between you all...Hmm, especially now..weird. Anyway! Maybe what we actually need to do are trust exercises."

"I'm not falling into Jax's arms if that's what you mean." Zooble said.

"Don't worry, this will be a two-way trust exercise where you'll each have to trust each other to not betray the other person."

Caine proceeded to explain but you were too caught up in what happened earlier, replaying the events all in your head. You glanced at Jax, his eyes looking forward but he could feel your gaze. He leaned in closer, "Thinking about it again? Never took you for a perv."

"Jax, why don't YOU start?" Caine handed him the gun.

"Wait, what am I doing? I wasn't paying attention."

Caine pressed his hands against Jax face, then released them.

"Oh." Jax looked at the gun and shot Ragatha.

"Or—yeah, we could all just shoot each other. Here, have guns. I don't care anymore."

Jax shoved you out the way, "Hooway!" He wiggled his tail and threw you a pistol. Guess he is sweet.

"Wait, that's just it? "Here's guns and have fun"?" Zooble stepped closer.

"I didn't say "have fun"..."

"Caine!"

Caine growls a bit, before turning back and crossing his arms, "Grrr, FINE! We're bringing teams back. Pair up in teams of two, you all get three lives, last team surviving is the winner. Since there's an odd number 1 team will have 3 people, but only 1 heart each. Happy? You get five minutes to figure the teams out, once that's up, it's a free-for-all."

"Alright Y/n, I was thinking we get another person on our team. You pick."

You pointed over to Pomni.

"Seriously? Her? Fine whatever. Pomni!"

With a confused look she walked over, "Yeah?"

"We're gonna be in a team of 3."

"But we all get 1 life. I don't think we should-"

"Who cares? It's more people."

The gun in your hands disappeared once the timer ran out.

"Uh, Caine?" Zooble glances up towards the roof of the tent, where Caine is sitting .

"What? Oh, y-yeah, the guns have been teleported to random spots in the circus. Go find 'em, champs!"

~

"So, who you gonna kill first, Y/n?" Jax asked as the three of you looked through some geometric decor. 

You shrugged, not really in the moment.

"Right," Jax sighed, "Pomni?"

"Uh, I-I don't know if I'll really be doing much of the killing. I-I'll just find guns for you and Y/n and you guys can do all the violent stuff. Only if you want to Y/n, you can always look with me." She smiled.

"Ooh! Found one!" Jax yelled, picking up a pistol and handing it to you. You pointed the gun, making Pomni duck a little bit.

Jax laughed, "Why are you scared? You know none of this is real, right? The game today is literally to shoot each other."

You found another gun in the corner of your eye and threw it over to Jax.

"Yeah but we're still people...right?"

"We're literally in a circus, cartoon characters. So what's the point of pretending we're not?"

You watched with a sorrow look as they had their conversation, a conversation you wished to be apart of but extremely impossible. Sure, you have a half filled notebook already, but people would have to pay attention to you. All you are is just a spectator in hell.

Jax nudged your shoulder, "Stop looking like you wanna kill your self because we got other stuff to do! Come on." He ran, you and Pomni shrugged and followed him.

You guys immediately spotted Ragatha and Kinger, and with a half smile you shot her directly in the head.

You felt unstoppable, and when you held your breath it was an easier shot. You absolutely despised being a real mime, but in a game like this it really came in handy. You physically can't make any noise, not even sounds of foot steps.

You hid behind a wall, overhearing Ragatha and Jax having a small argument but you didn't really care about that right now, you just wanted to win.

With two bangs Ragatha was officially out the game. Jax sighed, walking out and dropping his smile. You tilted your head.

"Nothing, Ragatha just spewing out some bull$##^. You seen Pomni?"

You mouthed "no."

"Guys!" Pomni shouted while running, "I lost Kinger, but I got him down to one life."

"Ragatha is out."

"Good."

Three of you walking again, thick feelings in the air.

Pomni turned to you and quietly talked, "What happened earlier after the whole...Zooble and Caine thing?"

Mouthed, "nothing."

She giggled, "Didn't look like nothing but...I'll take your word for it."

Trust, she knows you're lying.

"Hey Jax," Pomni smirked.

"Hm?"

"Why were you and Y/n all flustered earlier?"

He stiffened up, "Don't know what you're talking about."

You lightly hit her arm, making her laugh. "You two suck at lying."

"Hey let's not forget we're here to kill people. We still need to figure out where nutso went before we can rest easy." Jax replied.

You jerked, pointing your gun at Kinger.

"I'm right behind you, aren't I?"

The three of you nod heads, Pomni and Jax shooting Kinger while you're right out by the door keeping cover, once again holding your breath.

Zooble and Gangle.

You immediately started shooting.

"Hey that's cheating!" Zooble yelled.

You laughed in your head, still invisible to them and officially killing Gangle.

Jax and Pomni stepped out the room and pointed their guns at Zooble.

"This is some bull$#%^!" They ran and locked themselves in their room

"Y/n!" Jax yelled, "Go find more ammo and guns!"

You nodded and agreed.

~~

Ammo...ammo...got it.

You gathered the remaining guns and ammo, running back to where Jax and Pomni was orginally at.

"Zooble is down!" Jax yelled, walking his way over, "So is Pomni. It's just us."

You cheered, throwing your arms up and hugged him. Jax lightly grunted and shoved you off.

Tilting your head and writing, "so do we kill each other or?"

"Go for it." He smiled.

You cocked an eyebrow and shook your head, "i was joking btw, i wasnt gonna shoot u."

"Why not? Come on I know you want to." He smirked.

You laughed, "why?"

"Because you realized I don't want anything to do with you."

You scrunched your face, not even having to write.

"You seriously thought I wanted something to do with you?" He's lying to himself. He's in this mess.

"yes?? ur the one who barged in my room earlier??"

"That was because of an unfortunate circumstance. I only talked to you before that because I was just bored. I didn't even have a conversation with you because you can't even talk! It's entertaining for me. Once Caine released the filter I know you were the only one who was desperate enough to f#%^ me."

Your heart was shattering. This makes no sense to you, how did this even happen? He was so chill with you in the start, always talking to you. Deep down you know that you two weren't event gonna have a relationship, but he was the first one to give you any attention, dating back to your real life in the other world.

Your hand shook as you wrote some more, "what happened?? where is this even coming from?"

He got too close, simple as that. He's scared.

"Nothing happened." His ears flopped.

"what would you do if i abstracted."

He tensed up, clenching his jaw, "I would feel nothing, and I felt nothing from before when you tried to abstract anyway. Yeah, don't think I didn't realize what you were doing." He doesn't want to get close. He knew everything what you were doing before, he read the notes you wrote in that beat up notebook.

You dropped the notebook and tightly held the gun to your side. Your eyes watering and lips trembling, Jax hates himself for doing this to you but he's a selfish p##^.

"You gonna shoot me now? You should," He laughed, "you should be angry at me." He walked closer to you, getting in your face, "you should hate me and never talk to me. You don't want to get close to me."

Without hesitation you pointed the gun to your temple, not yet pressing the trigger.

Jax dropped the smile and took a step back. He opened his mouth to say something but you immediately shot yourself.

~~

$h%^, where am I?

You looked around and saw the others wearing cat ears and whiskers.

"Did Jax shoot you?" Ragatha spoke.

With teary eyes you slowly nodded.

"Should I even be surprised?" She sighed, "You okay?"

You took a step back, nodding again.

Pomni looked your way, having a hunch, but didn't say anything.

~~

"Y/n? Can I come in?" Pomni knocked on your door.

You sighed, shuffled your feet to the door and let her in.

"Jesus, why is your beanbag ripped to pieces." She laughed, slowly losing it once she saw you tremble. "What happened?"

You broke down, collapsing on your bed. Pomni stared, not knowing what to do and how to even comfort. She laid on your bouncy bed beside of you.

"Is this about...Jax?"

You nodded.

"What even happened? Like..I have a hunch you two...ya know, when Caine freaked out earlier...did something happened with that?"

You reached for the notebook and began writing spilling out everything. The fun and nice conversations, being somewhat nice to you, the whole thing on the bean bag, the argument, you trying to abstract from before, you wrote almost a whole page.

"I'm so sorry I..I didn't know that was happening. Are you going to be okay? Do you want me to stay the night with you?"

You shook your head, turning away from her.

"I think I'm gonna stay here with you for the night. You're a really good friend and I would hate to see anything bad happen to you."

You didn't move, eyes slowly shutting.

"You're gonna be okay, I promise. I'm here for you always, Y/n. I know it must be hard to not be able to talk but...that won't get in the way of our friendship and others."

Got in the way with Jax.

~~

"Today's adventure is... gonna be a bit of a short one, due to the Favorite Character Awards. But it'll be a perfect opportunity to showcase your guys' strengths to the press!"

"Huh?" Pomni and Zooble said collectively.

"In The Caine Leagues, we have the 400 Meter Vertical Skedaddle, Bisection Boogie Eggball, Lateral Hijinks, Orange Sport, Ball Run, Walk Ball, Run Walk, and Ball Ball! These sports are surely going to—"

Zooble stopped him right there, "Uh, yeah, sorry, no. I'm not gonna be on a team with that one."

"Zooble, why does all you do is complaining? I never know what you want!"

"We had a whole suggestion box for that." They replied, crossing their arms.

"Yeah, Y/n, Zooble and I constantly say we like more chill and relaxing adventures." Pomni added.

"The suggestion box just causes interpersonal drama. And me no likey." Caine pouted.

"Alright! You REALLY wanna know what I want?"

Caine flinched, "Oh no."

"I want the ability to have s3x."

You and Jax matched the same, amused surprised expression. "No way. Are we FINALLY having this conversation?"

Upon hearing this, Caine begins to stammer somewhat before convulsing and glitching. Everyone watched closely before he disappeared again.

A shift happened, you felt...weird. You looked at everyone else and they're all shrugging, some are blushing. This can't be real.

But the heat feeling inside of you only grew. Did Zooble actually triggered Caine to accidentally release the block?

You couldn't take it anymore, can't even focus. You held your breath to not be seen and power walked to your room before "slamming" the door shut. You planted on the plain black beanbag.

This is so fucking embarrassing...hey I can cuss now.

Pushed your embarrassment to the side, you slowly slid your hand down your pants and shivered at the contact. This can't be real.

Your door immediately swung open, making you flinch and pull your hand out. Jax's chest was rapidly moving up and down.

You scribbled in your notebook, "u ok??"

"Stop acting oblivious. We all know what Caine accidentally did." His ears flopped.

"release the filter?"

Jax looked away, a red tint spreading across his face. "I'm like a damn rabbit in heat." He mumbled.

You scribbled again, "why did u come in here?"

Jax huffed, "Stop playing dumb. You know why I'm here."

"jax i'm not gonna fuck you"

He tossed your notebook to the side and got on his knees, down to your level. He placed his hands on either side of your shoulder, gripping them a little too tight. "I don't know what Caine did to make the sensitivity high, but I know for a damn fact that you were wanting to fuck yourself. Holding your breath to disappear and go to your room?" He chuckled, "Don't think I didn't notice."

Even if you could talk you didn't know what to say. The heat in your pants only became heightened. You clenched your thighs together, praying that you could get this release soon.

Jax's eyes glanced to your thighs rubbing together and smirked, "You want this too don't you?"

You shamelessly nod, then pointed to your notebook. Jax rolled his eyes out of annoyance and handed it to you, then immediately writing, "will this ruin our friendship?"

Jax squinted his eyes. Friendship? He didn't even want to think about that. That's a future problem for him to deal with. He relaxed his face, pupils dilating before finally shaking his head, "Trust me, it won't. We can even forget this if ya want."

You tossed your notebook to the side and anxiously shimmied out of your pants. Jax immediately lost patience and yanked them off of you, pushing your thighs right against your chest, immediately exposing your wet cunt. You silently whimpered out of embarrassment, but your new pussy says so otherwise, dying to get touched.

Jax was practically drooling, but he doesn't do foreplay, he wants immediate pleasure now, not wanting to waste any time just in case of Caine realized what he did earlier.

"Hold your legs like that," He demanded while undoing his overalls. His dick sprung out, already leaking out pre-cum. He gave himself a few pumps, shivering to his own touch because of how much he missed his dick.

He lined his cock against your pussy, slowly inserting himself because of how tight you were due to the lack of foreplay.

If only Jax could hear you whimper and moan out of the stinging pain. He's missing that noise, but was too horny to even care, all he could think right now was how tight your pussy is clenching around his dick, "Ffuck you're so tight...too bad I can't hear you." He breathy chuckled. He grip tightened around your thighs, thrusting his dick in and barely out.

Since he couldn't hear your moans, whimpers, and breathing, he watched your face do all of the talking. Flustered written all over you, mouth shaped of an O, tears slightly escaping, and nodding your head up and down to let him know that you're actually enjoying this. He bit his lip, thrusting faster and deeper to the point where he's kissing your cervix.

"Sh-it," He huffed, "What are you doing to me."

With one hand still gripping your thigh, the other made its way to the hem of your shirt and pulled it up so he can see your tits. Fuck he missed this so much. He was in heat, and he doesn't want to admit it but he finds you so fucking hot in this state.

Your fingers traveled down to your aching clit to rub it but Jax pushed it away and replaced your hand with his. He lightly rubbed it in circles, making your back arch off of the bean bag.

Jax tried so hard to not make any noise, not for others sake, but for his. He doesn't want to be seen as vulnerable right now but after he slipped out a whimper he couldn't hold it back anymore.

And my god you were in heaven, and if you could make noise it would bounce off of the walls and everyone could possibly hear you.

"I wish I could hear you," He huffed out, "I need to hear you."

He rubbed your clit a little faster, and you nodded your head frantically mouthing the words that you're about to cum.

Your body trembled as the orgasm took complete control, mouth opened so wide that Jax could only imagine hearing those loud orgasms, and swore that he saw you "moan" out his name.

"Ffu-ck!" Jax cried out a little too loud and immediately filled you up with his cum. With him still buried in you he planted his body onto yours and panted, trying to catch his breath.

You froze, wanted to hold him in place but was too afraid he was gonna pull back. He's like a cat that doesn't want to be touched, but can only touch others.

Jax slowly leaned back up and pulled himself out, dick pulsating. He exhaled and pulled up his overalls again, glancing down at your flustered face and shaking legs. Your eyes were like puppy dog eyes, just begging.

Jax was the one who put your pants back onto you and even pulled them up while you were still sitting on the beanbag. He didn't make any eye contact, just focused on putting your pants back on. He would occasionally glance, but was too frighten too. Why did he do this? He can't get close. Now he's too far deep. He wants to leave your room while you get yourself dressed again but he couldn't bear himself to do that.

He grab ahold of your hands and stood you up, eyes now locked together. "Thanks," was all he said before turning around.

You quickly grabbed his wrist to prevent him from leaving, he sighed out of annoyance and turned around. You quickly picked up the notebook and scribbled with messy handwriting, "what now??"

He shrugged, not thinking this through, "Not tell anyone?"

You agreed. This shit is going to be so messy now. How did you even allow yourself to do this.

But on the other hand...you really missed getting fucked, and always found him attractive since you got here.

Jax placed his hand on your shoulder, "You okay? I know I didn't prep you or anything."

You lightly smiled, scribbling, "it was nice, i liked it"

He chuckled, "I bet you're gonna miss my dick once Caine puts the filter back on."

You shamelessly nodded, "ur gonna miss my pussy"

"I'm gonna be thinking about that probably for the rest of my life in here. If I don't abstract of course." He said in a joking manner but deep down you both know he's not joking.

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