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It was beyond easy for Pomni to get a rise out of Jax. A fun game she enjoyed playing, waiting to see when he’d snap.

He’d been a bit too gentle with her lately, which she didn’t necessarily have a problem with. But she would be lying if she said that she didn’t want something rougher. Something where she didn’t have to think. To be thrown around and played with for a bit.

As Caine monologued about the adventure ahead, Pomni smirked at Jax. Only his tail reacted, wagging slightly as he attempted to ignore her.

Suddenly, the group was pushed into the portal. A bit of nausea nipped at Pomni, immediately overwhelmed by the smell of weed and alcohol, along with blaring music and a seemingly endless crowd of npcs. All packed inside a decent sized house.

Gathering her bearings, she looked around, seeing that Jax had spawned in with her. She thought she could make out Ragathas hair in the distance, but the hoard of npcs and mannequins made it difficult to tell.

As she was looking around, she realized Jax had moved deeper into the crowd. Getting an idea, she found the first semi normal looking npc she could see. Taking a breath she tapped his shoulder and spoke.

”Hey hot stuff, what’s up?”

”Oh hello there, are you enjoying this party? I sure do love drinking! Would you care for an alcoholic beverage?”

not the best npc she’s seen, but she’ll take it over one that’s self aware, that’s for sure.She had been only talking to him for a few minutes. A rather painful time, if she was being honest. Perhaps this many npcs at once meant that they couldn’t be as advanced. She knew the game was over when a familiar hand grabbed her by the arm, dragging her through the sea of people.

”ah- Jax? Where are we going?”

Her question went unanswered as he unceremoniously shoved her into a closet, shutting the door behind them. There was hardly any room, the shelves above forcing him to lean over her. She shrank back slightly under his intense gaze.

”Care to explain what you were doing back there? Trying to fuck a mannequin with three lines?”

She crossed her arms, pouting and looking away. 

“Oh come on, I was just having fun on an adventure. What’s the big deal?”

She heard him suck in a breath, causing her to go weak in the knees. 

“Are you seriously that desperate? Can’t even make it through an adventure without being fucked?”

The sound of a zipper filled the closet as Jax pulled out his dick, groaning as he stroked himself.

”Jax? Right- right now?!? On an adventure? The closet door doesn’t even lock!”

He looked down at her, raising an eyebrow.

”Color?”

Pomni bit her lip as she squirmed underneath him, hating how much this was getting to her.

”…Green.”

The last thing she saw was his shit eating grin, before suddenly she was pulled by the tail of her hat. He smacked her cheek with his dick, grinning at her pouting face.

”Knock knock, Pom Pom. Better let me in~”

She was going to make fun of his stupidity, though the second her mouth opened, he roughly shoved himself in.

”ffuuuuck… that’s a much better use of your mouth.. You’ve been such a brat lately, just begging for me to put you in your place, arentcha?”

Pomni glared up at him as he fucked her mouth. Jax kept a tight grip on the two tails of her hat, using them as handles to control her. Noticing the dirty look, he made her take him down to the base. Tears well in her eyes as he picks up speed, trying not to gag.

”Aww, how cute… can’t breathe right now, can you? S’okay, I love seeing all the quirks of your silly lil body.”

He let himself enjoy the warmth of her mouth for a minute longer, watching as her face continued to change colors. Roughly pulling her away, he laughed as she sputtered and coughed.

”So. Pom. Learned your lesson yet? Ready to behave for me?”

She had to take a second to gather her thoughts and catch her breath. Mustering up the meanest look she could manage, she crossed her arms and turned her head away.

”I don’t know what you’re talking about. I was just talking to the npcs to see what the adventure objective was. You’re the one who got all jealous and possessive.”

Jax was quiet, the closet falling into silence. Outside the door, the party continued on. 

Pomni squirmed as the silence seemed to grow, chancing a glance back at Jax.

Of course, Jax was simply grinning at her.

”So that’s how it’s gonna be then, huh? Well. The doors right next to you. I’m sure there’s plenty of npcs that would just love your attention. Go ahead.”

It was hard to tell whether or not he was being serious. A bit of worry ran through her, nervous he was genuinely upset with her.

”Jax? I didn’t mean—“

“Strip.”

She whimpered, doing as told. It was awkward, near impossible to wrestle out of her outfit in the limited space of the closet.

“Preferably today, Pom.”

”I’m trying! Just—“

The second she was rid of her clothes, Jax immediately scooped her up. Her ankles pressed up by her ears as he folded her in half, pinning her to the wall.

“I’m sick of this attitude Pomni. Pushing my buttons over and over, making me look like a fool in front of the others. And now trying to get attention from npcs? No. That’s not how this is going to work. And we’ll stay in this closet until I’ve got it fucked through your skull. Understood?”

She struggled in his grasp, whimpering as he slid his length against her entrance. It was long enough that it was nearly past her stomach, barely grazing her tits.

”J-Jax… it’s not gonna fit like this…”

Jax didn’t respond, easily gliding himself along her lips, lathering himself in her arousal.

”Look how you’re practically drooling for me. It’ll be beyond easy for me”

He slowly eased himself inside, the head of his dick slipping past her entrance relatively easily. Groaning as he tried to pace himself, he started to circle her clit with his thumb. 

“That’s it… must be easy for you to take it since you’ve been acting like such a slut. Drooling over any dick you can find, huh?”

Pomni shook her head, tears brimming her eyes. Though it was unclear whether the tears were from his degrading or from the stretch that was consuming her every thought.

”nnnngh.. please Jax. Wasn’t— I wasn’t trying to.”

He smacked her thigh, causing her to gasp. Jax was only halfway in and she already was starting to get that hazy look in her eyes. He grinned and continued to work his way in, groaning everytime time she squirmed or clenched.

”S-stop squirmin’ poms. You’re making this more difficult than it has to be…”

She grabbed at his shoulders, scratching at him and trying to get the upper hand. Of course, this was useless. She was still bent in half and pinned against the wall. There wasn’t anywhere for her to go to begin with. Yet the thrill of the fight was something neither of them were ready to give up just yet.

”Make me, coward.”

For only a second, Jax paused. Considering his options, he sat down on his knees, bringing Pomni down with him. Still keeping her folded in half, but no longer having to worry about keeping her pinned to the wall. He put his arms behind her, almost pulling her into a hug as he placed his hands on her shoulders. Her legs were stuck up in the air between them, feet resting on Jax’s shoulders. 

It was then, trapped and completely vulnerable, that she realized she may have bitten off more than she could chew. As Jax finally got himself fully inside, she considered trying to back off, maybe beg for forgiveness.

Those thoughts quickly disappeared as he started using her like a fleshlight. Her mouth hung open as she cried out, unable to do anything besides take it.

”Shhh— you really want everyone hearing you? Want someone to come check the closet and see how much of a filthy slut you are?”

Pomni shook her head desperately, tears rolling down her cheeks.

”J-Jax… too! Too much!”

He didn’t listen to her complaints. If anything, he only picked up speed. The way held onto her so tightly meant there was really nowhere for her to go. Her mouth hung open, desperate whines and whimpers punched out of her with each thrust.

”Maybe I should open the door. Make sure everyone here knows who you belong to. Make sure that no matter what you do, they’ll all know you’re mine and mine only.”

Pomni hated the way she clenched down at his words, though Jax’s grin only widened.

”I should’ve known you would like that. What kind of a sicko are you? I should just lock you up in my room. You’re no better than my personal fleshlight, huh?”

His thrusts got sloppy as she could feel his knot twitching. It was clear he was getting close.

”Jax… p-please… ah- cum inside?”

His ears shot up as he looked down at her, pupils taking over and practically leaving no yellow in his eyes as he somehow went faster, rutting into her like an animal in heat.

”hah- what did ya think I was going to- gonna- ooohh fffuck…”

A final thrust is all it took to lock them together, Pomni crying out far too loudly. Jax quickly connected their lips, swallowing down her moans greedily.

It took a minute for the pair to catch their breath. Gently, Jax lowered Pomnis legs until she was sitting in his lap, a hand rested on the back of her head and guided her to his shoulder. The two of them coming down from their high together, holding tight as if the other may disappear.

Surprisingly, Pomni was the first to speak up, sleepily nuzzling against Jax.

”mmmhm… sorry for makin you jealous…. But that was really hot…”

He laughed, other hand coming to rest on her back, rubbing up and down in a comforting gesture.

”Hmmm… well I guess you can be forgiven then. But next time you should just tell me, dork. Had me ready to rough up some random npcs for no good reason.”

“I thought violence was your favorite… shouldn’t you love beating up npcs?”

Pomni yawned as she trailed off, getting more tired by the second.

”Yeah, well, maybe you’re more fun to beat up. Ever think of that?”

For a second, Jax feared he had said too much. That is, until he heard the faint snoring coming from Pomni.

Well, they’ll be reset once they’re summoned back to the circus. Caines whole “keeping the main circus tent clean” rule playing in his favor. So for now he might as well make the most of his time.

Holding Pomni tight, he rested his head against hers, letting himself drift off in her warmth.

Maybe violence really wasn’t his favorite.