Jax really does deserve a pat on the back for all the crazy shit he’s done in the circus and gotten away with. Well, more like he didn’t actually get punished because everyone was stuck here with each other for.. presumably eternity, so it was best to not get too angry with one another. No matter how much of an %$!#-hole Jax acts like. That’s not exactly on topic anymore but it’s the truth so whatever.
Anyway! Jax has, yet again, found another bug in the circus and immediately set out to exploit it as much as possible. Mostly because this bug allowed him to have shit- oh, yeah, the filter. The bug let him.. do the deed, so he just needed to find a willing partner. He quickly ruled out basically everyone until his only option was Pomni. Well.. yeah, he can probably convince them to go along with his shenanigans. Maybe. Perchance.
Since when was pomni so fucking loud? If they don’t shut the fuck up then Caine might catch on to what they’re doing. Oh, well, maybe the fact he’s thrusting so hard the bed is quite literally shaking and making just as much noise could be a problem. With a low groan, he shifts their position so that they’re both on their sides, Jax spooning them from behind. His thrusts become more gentle and he grinds against them more, one hand holding them by the waist so that they stay still while the other reached up to softly cup his hand over their mouth.
“Shhh, c’mon, you gotta be quiet,” he murmurs, carefully putting away his usual snarky demeanor and instead focusing on making pomni quiet down. When their sounds either become softer or cease entirely — he’s not entirely sure, it’s hard to focus on that too well when he’s still trying to fuck them properly — he decides that maybe positive reinforcement will make this easier. “There ya go, doin’ so good for me…” He coos, voice deceptively smooth and reassuring. Slowly, he removes his hand from their face and brings it down to their hip, thumb rubbing soft circles on the exposed skin.
Pomni bites her lip, the intense pleasure is making her go crazy as her mind clouds, lost in the moment as jax viciously pounds into her not really making their circumstances any better then it already is at the moment. The bed frame slams into the wall making it more louder than Pomni as jax starts to ponder if he should actually stop or not. But he didn't want to, his concern for the others hearing started to slowly go away as he starts to get faster with his pace
Jax feels pomni's body trembling against his, their desperate attempts to stay quiet only spurring him on more. He can feel their tears, their whispered moans, the way they arch into his touch like they were made for this. And fuck, maybe they were.
He tightens his grip on their hip, fingers digging into soft flesh as he grinds harder, deeper, hitting that spot inside them that makes stars explode behind their eyelids. His other hand slides up their body, cupping the curve of their breast, thumb and forefinger pinching and rolling the stiff peak until it's red and aching.
"Fuck, you feel so good," Jax growls, words hot against the shell of pomnis ear. "S'like this little cunt was made to milk my cock. Gonna fill you up until you're drippin' with my cum."
He punctuates his filthy words with a sharp thrust, burying himself to the hilt inside pomni's clutching heat. His balls draw up tight, the telltale tingling starting at the base of his spine. He's close. Fuck, he's so close.
But Jax wants pomni to come first. Needs it. Wants to feel them fall apart on his cock, wants to hear them scream his name until it's the only thing echoing through the room. He rolls his hips, grinding against pomni's prostate, his clit, whatever it takes to get them there.
"C'mon baby, wanna feel this tight little pussy spasm on my cock. Wanna make you come all over my fat dick. Gonna - fuck - pump you so full of jizz you'll taste it."
Jax's voice is a low, desperate rasp, his thrusts becoming erratic as he chases his own release. But he holds back. For now. Determined to make pomni fall first.
Pomni couldn't control herself. She starts squirting on his cock as she lets out long grutle moans, the overstimulation piling up on her as she can feel herself having an orgasm, this doesn't really stop Jax though as he paused as he smirks a bit getting an idea in mind as he looks down at pomni's face that was contorted in pleasure
Fuck, the feeling of pomni's pussy clamping down on his cock like a vice, their hot cum gushing out around him, it's almost too much. Jax has to grit his teeth, a loud groan tearing from his throat as he fights the urge to just let go and pump pomni full of his seed.
But he doesn't. He can't. Not yet.
Instead, he does the opposite of what his body is screaming at him to do. He pulls out.
Pomni lets out a whimper of protest at the loss, their hole fluttering around nothing. Jax ignores it, flipping them onto their back. He wants to see their face when he makes them come again.
His hand finds pomni's dripping cunt, fingers pushing back inside, curling against that spot that makes them see stars. His thumb finds their clit, rubbing firm circles over the sensitive nub.
"One more, baby," Jax coaxes, voice low and rough. "Gonna make this hungry little pussy come on my fingers. Fuck, so wet for me already..."
He pushes a third finger in, then a fourth, pumping his hand at a brutal pace. The obscene sound of pomni's arousal fills the room, slick squelches and desperate moans. It's music to Jax's ears.
"That's it, fuck, just like that. Gonna - fuck - ruin this cunt. Make it mine."
Jax's words are filthy, his touch even filthier. He's not holding back anymore, chasing pomni's pleasure with a single-minded intensity. His own cock is ignored, aching, leaking, but he doesn't care. All that matters is making Pomni fall apart again.
"C'mon sweetheart, come on my fingers. Fucking soak them. Wanna feel this pussy spasm and twitch, wanna hear you scream for me. Let go, pomni. Fucking let go!"
Jax demands, voice ragged and desperate. He's close to the edge himself, but he needs Pomni to jump first. Needs to feel them shatter.
Pomni could feel herself reaching their limit again as her breathing labors, panting like a dog they feel the intense sensation in her thighs as they cum on his hands, throwing their head back in pleasure and loudness as they do so, not really caring if the others hear them or not at this point
The sound of pomni throwing their head back and screaming in ecstasy, their velvety walls clenching rhythmically around Jax's pumping fingers as they gush and squirt their release, it's almost enough to make him blow right then and there. The obscene sounds of their combined pleasure fill the air, and Jax knows, truly knows, that the others can hear them. But he can't bring himself to care.
Jax doesn't let pomni come down from their high, doesn't give them a moment to catch their breath. Instead, he simply flips them back onto their hands and knees, pushing their upper body down onto the mattress. In one swift, brutal thrust, he sheaths himself fully inside pomni's fluttering, soaked cunt.
Jax sets a punishing pace, hips slapping against pomni's ass with every thrust. The force of it rocks the bed, the headboard slamming against the wall with a rhythmic thud. The wet squelches and flesh slapping flesh sounds echo obscenely through the room.
His hand finds pomni's hip, gripping it hard enough to leave finger-shaped bruises. The other hand reaches underneath them, rubbing tight circles over pomni's sensitive clit. He wants to feel them come again. Wants to feel pomni milk his cock like they were made for it.
Jax is nearly delirious with pleasure, lost in the slick heat of pomni's cunt, the way it flutters and clenches around him. He can feel the pressure building at the base of his spine, his balls drawing up tight. He's going to come. He's going to fill pomni up, mark them from the inside out.
Jax feels pomni's pussy clamp down around him like a vice, their scream of pleasure echoing through the room as they come undone. The sensation is too much, too intense, and with a roar of triumph, Jax hilts himself deep inside pomni's spasming cunt and lets go.
Jax's cock pulses and jerks as he shoots rope after rope of hot seed directly into pomni's womb. He grinds his pelvis against pomni's ass, making sure every last drop of his release is packed deep inside their fluttering walls.
They collapse together onto the bed, both of them panting and trembling in the afterglow. Jax keeps pomi pinned underneath him, his softening cock still nestled inside their cum-filled cunt. He pulls out as he pants heavily like a dog on a hot summer day.
Jax wraps his arms around pomi, pulling them close as they both catch their breath. He can feel the sweat cooling on their skin, the way their hearts race in sync. It's a moment of rare tenderness, a fleeting respite in the chaos of the circus.
But even in this afterglow, Jax can't resist the urge to tease, to push boundaries. He leans in close, his lips brushing against pomni's ear as he whispers,
"You know the others probably heard all that. Guess we'll have to find a new place to fuck next time, huh?"
Jax chuckles darkly, one hand drifting down to give pomni's ass a sharp squeeze. "And trust me, there will be a next time. I'm far from done with this tight little pussy."
Pomni silently curses at herself, her flushed face contorts into tiredness, she's too tired to worry about that right now...she's way too out of it thanks the jax's harsh dealing with her. She never responded to his weird teasing of her while these things happened
He rolls onto his back, draping pomni over his chest. His hands roam their body possessively, tracing the curves and slopes he's now intimately familiar with. Pomni belongs to him now, in this twisted way. He's marked them, claimed them.
"Get some rest, sweetheart," Jax murmurs, pressing a surprisingly gentle kiss to pomni's forehead. "You'll need your energy for round two later."
With that promise - or threat, depending on how one looks at it - Jax lets his eyes drift shut, a satisfied smirk playing on his lips. He's content for now, but he knows his hunger for pomi won't be sated for long. And he's looking forward to indulging it again and again. In every corner of this goddamn circus, if he has to.
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