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You walk by the fryers where he was working, and wince when you hear him say another one of his disgusting remarks.
“Hey, dollface. You sure you don’t wanna go back to your place after work?” He sneered, that shit-eating grin stretched across his smug face.
“Jax, for the last time, fuck off.”
You didn’t understand why you were subjected to this hell, working a pointless job solely to serve the stupid Orbmen. Although it was temporary, it was really grating on you. And to top it all off, you were stuck here with the biggest asshole you’ve ever met.
Jax sneered at your clap back. “Aw, come on. You don’t wanna have some fun? I bet I could show you a good time.”
As uncomfortable as he made you feel, you couldn’t do anything about it. This wasn’t a regular job. There was no HR, no one to report his blatant sexual harassment to.
But, honestly? The boredom was really starting to get to you. The longer you worked with him, the more curious you were as to why he was so adamant on getting under your skin with his degrading remarks.
You caught yourself increasingly catching glances at him, admittedly intrigued by his confidence.
You were having a particularly bad day, each customer pissing you off more than the last.
“What’s making you so uptight today, sweetheart? Need something to calm your nerves?” He said, in that arrogant, taunting tone.
Your eyes shifted over to him. “You know what, Jax? Fuck it. Sure.”
His face looked genuinely surprised, before he put his smug grin back on.
“I knew you couldn’t resist me. Meet me in the back after your shift, alright?” He said with a stupid wink.
God dammit, what am I getting myself into?!
You stepped in the back, taking off your apron at the end of your shift. Lo and behold, there stood Jax, like he was waiting for you.
He stepped over to you.
“Look, Jax, I don’t want this to mean anything, I just-“
“Shhhh”. He put his hand on your mouth, and leaned down next to your ear. “Don’t talk, babe.”
His hands moved down, tracing your back, making its way down to your waist, gripping you harder than what was comfortable.
You started to immediately regret making this impulsive decision. You could almost hear your heartbeat at this point. Even so, his touch was undeniably intoxicating. And he was clearly excited. He was finally getting what he wanted.
You felt him start to slide his fingers down the waistline of your pants.
“Uh, what are you doing?! Not here…”
He didn’t stop.
“There’s no one else here. You really wanna make me wait any longer?” He sounded irritated. He was impatient.
“Well, I- oh, fuck-“
You let out a gasp at the feeling of his fingers swiftly reaching your cunt. You didn’t realize how wet you already were until you felt his fingers start swirling around, spreading the juices all over. He found your clit almost right away, using your wetness as lubricant as his fingers circled over it.
Your knees became weak. He chuckled at your immediate response, noticing how obviously flushed and turned on you already were.
“See, I knew you wanted me,” he whispered, his breath hot on your neck. “God, you’re fucking soaked… what a slut.”
He pushed his face into your neck as he spoke, his teeth grazing your skin. Your entire body shuddered as you fell into him. You had no desire to hold back, and neither did he.
Jax knew he wanted you the moment he saw you. He never thought he would let his impulses take over like they did, but who cares? It’s not like there’s any real consequences to his actions in the digital world, right? Now that he started touching you, he knew he couldn’t stop. He’s caught the prey he’s been hunting, and it was time to indulge.
Jax kept working his hands, making you squirm and writhe uncontrollably. If his fingers had the ability to turn you into a horny pile of mush, then what the fuck else is he capable of? You shuddered at the thought.
His other hand reached around to grab your ass, digging his fingers into the soft flesh.
“Take your god damn pants off already,” he groaned, the vibrations shooting into your neck.
You didn’t hesitate to obey. You slid your pants down, his fingers still moving around your clit. He released your ass, bringing his hand up to the back of your head, taking a handful of hair. He yanked your head back, forcing you to look up at him.
His stupid grin graced his face, but his eyes were dark with desire. It was alarming. You felt completely powerless, watching him loom over you.
He removed his hand from your pussy, leaving it trembling for more. Before you could even realize what was going on, he flipped you around by the hair, shoving your face into the wall.
Your cheek pressed against the dirty, cold tiles as his grip on your hair tightened. You felt a sharp sting on your ass, quickly realizing that he struck you. The pain only fueled your desire though, sending shockwaves of lust through your entire body.
“Jax-“ you began, but he pushed your face into the wall harder.
“Keep your mouth shut,” he snapped, his hand meeting your ass again with an even harder strike. The heat that radiated through your pussy filled your entire body.
You felt him shift around a bit, and heard what you immediately recognized as his pants falling on the ground. You arched your back, sticking your ass out on instinct.
Jax pushed himself against you, rubbing his cock between your ass cheeks. You tried to control your voice, but you couldn’t hold back a stifled whine.
Jax wanted to take his time and savor every part of you, but he was officially out of patience. He pressed his hips against you, teasing the entrance of your dripping pussy from behind. His dick was absolutely throbbing with anticipation. It ached. He needed to feel you wrapped around him.
He slid his dick around, saturating it with a mix of your wetness and his precum. He wrapped his hands around his dick, guiding it into your pussy.
“Holy fuck-“ you cried, feeling his dick slide in. You were glad you were so wet, because he was balls deep in a matter of seconds. He held it in for a moment, letting you stretch around his girth.
His breath was shaking as he savored every ridge of your pussy completely enveloping him. He pulled out slowly, only to shove it in again with unnecessary force. The intense feeling made his grip on your hair tighter, and the feeling of being shoved into the wall getting uncomfortable for you. You tried to wriggle yourself away. It worked, but only for him to wrap his giant hand around your neck instead.
“God, your pussy is better than I ever imagined… and trust me… I’ve imagined it a lot,” he said, his shaking breathing becoming more erratic with each thrust.
He continued pumping, each thrust ramming your body into the wall. His other hand reached up around your mouth, smothering the involuntary moans that escaped your lips. With his grip on your neck, and now also over your mouth, it was getting hard to breathe.
“J-Jax… I can’t-“ you managed to squeak out through his fingers.
“Hah, you can’t what? Can’t breathe? This is nothing, I’ll show you what it’s like to not breathe,” he said. His tone was painfully degrading and mocking.
He pulled his dick out, leaving a mess of juices running down your thighs. He released you, letting you gasp for air. He spun you around as you caught your breath, but the sight of his eager, purple dick left you breathless again.
He grabbed your chin, bringing your face close to his. You thought he was about to kiss you, but as his lips were just about to reach yours, he had that insufferable grin again.
“Come on, on your knees. Let’s go, let’s go,” he ordered urgently.
You dropped to your knees without question.
He pressed his cock against your lips, prodding like he was expecting you to open up and let him in.
“Come on, take it, bitch,” he said, his voice low and demanding, but with a sense of pleading.
You opened your mouth, taking his dick.
“Fuck, yes. You taste yourself? Can you taste your pussy on my dick?” he asked, slowly starting to move his dick in and out of your mouth. It ran over your tongue, going deeper with each thrust.
“Mmm… mhm…” you moaned, your voice adding an extra sensation that made Jax want to finish right then and there.
That, with the wet, slickness of your tongue and the tightness of your throat almost put him over the edge.
He grabbed onto your hair again, pulling your face closer as he thrusted deeper. He felt his balls clench, begging for a release. But he didn’t want to be done yet, he needed more of you.
“Yeah, that’s right… take my dick, all the way, you slut…” he growled, holding his dick in place, his aching balls pressed against your chin. He knew the second he slid his dick against your tongue again, he would cum.
He held his dick in your throat for a few more moments, trying to push down the imminent orgasm. He closed his eyes, his heavy breath trembling almost as much as his body. You couldn’t help but to start gagging at the fullness. You looked up at him with watery eyes, silently begging him to let you breathe.
He looked down at you and scoffed. “What, am I too much for you? Come on, I thought you were a good slut,” he said, tightening the grip on your hair.
Your eyes closed again as you felt a splash of saliva hit your face, immediately registering that he just spit on you. As humiliated as you felt, the aching heat between your legs intensified. You moaned again, feeling so dirty and helpless.
You urgently caught your breath again as he pulled out, the strings of saliva and precum trickling down your chin.
“Fuck… you almost made me cum already,” he said with a slight chuckle. He moved the grip he had on your hair to your face, squeezing, grabbing your jaw to make sure you didn’t look away from him.
His fingers sloppily wiped the mess off your face. He slid them across your lips, clumsily inserting themselves into your mouth, feeling your tongue.
“Your mouth feels… so good,” he moaned, his other hand reaching down to stroke his dick “You want more of me, don’t you?”
You couldn’t deny it. Of course you did. Now that you’ve gotten a taste of what he’s capable of, you knew you’d be chasing this high for the rest of your life. You managed a weak nod, as you felt his grip on you move to your shoulders.
Without another word, he pushed you down. You fell onto your back, feeling the filthy, greasy floor underneath you. You flinched at the cold, disgusting feeling.
“What, not cozy enough for ya?” Jax said, climbing on top of you. “Need me to bring in a nice, comfy bed? Some pillows?” His harsh tone irritated you, but that was the least of your worries.
You needed him. The way he was making you feel was horribly intoxicating. You watched as he positioned his cock in front of your wet opening, the only sounds you could muster out being pathetic whines.
“Too afraid to speak?” He teased, as he guided his dick closer to you.
He leaned down, planting an unusually tender kiss on your forehead.
“I know I said not to talk, but you’ve been such a good girl. I suppose I’ll let you speak now,” he said, caging you underneath him. “Come on, go ahead. Tell me how much you want my cock.”
You looked up at him looming above you. Your knees spread apart, your hips involuntarily moving up, instinctively trying to meet his dick.
“Jax… oh, fuck, I want you so bad. You fucking asshole, come on, fuck me-“
You felt a sting across your face as he slapped you.
“I didn’t say insult me, you bitch. I want to hear you beg for my cock,” he growled.
You glared at him, but God… you did want it. Your aching pussy needed it. You continued to lift your hips towards his, like a magnet.
“Jax, I need your dick so bad… it’s so big… so good…” you whined, hoping he would be satisfied enough to give you what you want.
“That’s better…” he said, kissing your forehead again. You tried to ignore the flutter it gave you in your stomach.
Before you could fully comprehend the tender feeling he gave you, he was inside of you.
“Mmm… fuck… I hope you know that I’m going to keep coming back for more when we’re done. Your pussy is fucking… heaven…”
“Jax…! Oh, God, you feel so fucking good-“
“Yeah, that’s right… moan for me, say my name, come on,” he nearly begged as he moved his dick in and out, fucking you into the nasty floor.
You moaned his name like he asked, although with his increasing pace, that’s all you could really manage to say anymore. During the moments where you could manage to open your eyes, you almost admired his tall, slender frame moving above you. He made you feel like a disgusting slut, a dirty bitch… but it made you so hot. You couldn’t even understand the effect he had over you, but all you wanted to do was pleasure him. You didn’t want anyone else to experience this with him. You wanted him all for yourself.
Little did you know, he felt the same way.
He leaned down as his dick reached deeper, his hips moving in a much more forceful rhythm. He was becoming sloppy and aggressive, nearly bruising your cervix with his swollen dick.
You felt your legs wrap around him, pushing him into you further.
“Oh, God. I’m gonna fill you up with sooo much cum-“ he said, his smug voice straining.
His words invigorated you, and you quickly realized how close you were to your own orgasm.
“Jax… fuck… Jax…! I’m gonna…”
Before you could finish your sentence, you felt his hands grip your shoulders, as he rammed himself into you one more time. The overwhelming sensation of heat filled you.
He shoved his face into your neck as he gripped you, his wet, musky breath tickling your sensitive skin. His chest pressed against yours, as your legs wrapped around him even tighter.
“God fucking damnit…! You slut… oh… oh, fuck-“ he groaned into your neck, his voice sounding much more vulnerable as he came inside of you.
Your eyes rolled back, savoring the hot pressure of semen fill your pussy. Your muscles convulsed, pussy clenching around his twitching dick, releasing load after load deep inside of you.
You were breathless as the feeling triggered your own climax.
You screamed his name, as the shockwaves of fervor filled you, making you melt with lustful ecstasy.
“That’s right… God, I love hearing you scream my name as you cum…” Jax groaned, jerking the last few ropes of cum into you.
You felt his heavy breath on your neck, as you began to recover from your own intense orgasm.
It felt like it happened so quickly. You were both physically satisfied, but knew that this was only the beginning.
Jax’s chest heaved against yours as he regulated his breathing. He still had you pinned below him, his softening dick still buried deep inside of you.
He reluctantly pulled himself out, leaving a mess of cum nearly pouring out of you, making an absolute mess all over your thighs and the floor.
He eventually lifted his head up to look at you again. He was incredibly satisfied to see the daze he left you in.
“See, I knew you’d enjoy that,” he said, that shit eating grin gracing his face once again. “And you know… you’re kind of cute when you’re screaming my name like that.”
You felt your face flush all over again at his unusual compliment.
He stood up, and walked over to grab some rags. You scrambled to stand up, your mind clearing, wanting to get off of the gross floor.
Jax threw you a rag as he wiped himself off.
“Clean yourself up, you slut,” he demanded with a sigh, pulling his pants back up again.
You laid there, rag in hand. You lazily started wiping yourself off, your mind still clouded with pleasure.
You looked up at Jax when you noticed him start to gather his things.
“You’re leaving?” you asked softly.
“What, you want me to stick around and cuddle or something?” he snapped.
“Well…”
He rolled his eyes, and walked over to you, reaching out his hand.
“Come on. Get up and put your pants back on,” he said.
You reached your feet, fumbling to pull up your pants. He stood and watched, a blank expression on his face.
“Wait a second,” Jax said, grabbing your wrist as your pants reached your knees.
He held on, giving you another sinister gaze.
“Jax, wait, what are you-“
“Calm down. I’m not trying to fuck again, you idiot,” he sneered.
You watched him in confusion as he pulled a marker out of his apron.
“Just hold still for a second, okay?” he said.
You watched as he leaned down, gently brushing his fingers against the soft mound above your pussy. You got a whiff of the strong smell of permanent marker.
“Jax, are you writing on me?!” you shrieked.
“Chill, will ya?! You’re making me mess up my writing,” he said.
You felt your face fall into an impatient pout as you let him finish.
Jax pulled away, a prideful look on his face.
“There. Now everyone will know that you’re mine. And if I catch you coming on to anyone else, you’ll regret it,” he said, as he turned around to walk towards the door.
You were speechless as you frantically looked down again, trying to see what the hell he just did, but you were quickly interrupted by the voice of one of the Orbsmen.
“Hey! You guys are still here? Go home! I’ll see you tomorrow for your next shift!” it called.
You hastily pulled up your pants and gathered your things.
“Welp, it’s been fun! See ya tomorrow!” Jax said with a grin, as he dashed out of the building.
“That dick…” you thought, as you scrambled to get out of there yourself.
When you arrived back at your room, you immediately got undressed. You desperately needed a shower.
As you entered the shower, you looked down again to see exactly what the hell he wrote on you.
‘Jax’s Toy’
“That fucking bastard,” you grumbled to yourself.
Regardless, you couldn’t help but to pleasure yourself in the shower, giving yourself an unusually intense orgasm as you stared down at his claim of property.
Yeah. You were definitely going back for more.