Jinx X fem! Reader (Ink hearts)

Chapter 13

'What the hell is going on in here?!' I heard someone yell. It was Jinx. Marcus looked at her and removed his hand. She pulled her gun and pointed it at him. 'I'm sorry-' Marcus started but Jinx cut him off. 'Get out!' She yelled at him.

He quickly left and Jinx went up to me. 'You okay? Did he hurt you?' She asked, cupping my face with her hands. 'I'm fine, he didn't do anything serious.' I said. 'What did he want?' She asked. 'To fuck me. He's a fucking creep.'

'I will fucking kill him!' Jinx yelled. 'No no it's fine.' I said, holding her hand. She looked at my hand, then at me. 'It's okay baby.' I said. She smiled. 'Baby?' She asked, smiling. I nodded. 'Only if you want to date.'

She wanted to date me. I now had a fucking girlfriend. AAAAAH. I kissed her passionately and she kissed me back. She arched her back while kissing me. She bit my Bottom lip and smirked.

I pulled back and there was a saliva string between us. She gave me my gun. 'You left this at mine.' She said. I took it. 'I don't really need it.' I said. 'Well I think it looks hot when you have it.' She said and I blushed.

I turned my head to look at the time and let out a groan. 'What's wrong?' Jinx asked me. 'Just my neck. I think Marcus held it too tight or something.' I said. She took a closer look. 'I'm going to kill him.'

'Tell me what happened.' She said. 'He just came in, called me a slut and wanted to fuck. Oh yeah, and he choked me when I said no.' I said. 'I'm going to tell Silco. Come with me.' She said and took my hand. I walked with her.

She dragged me into his office. He turned around and looked at us. 'What is it?' He asked. 'Marcus assaulted Y/n.' Jinx said. 'Why would he do that? Unless Y/n did something bad.' He said, calmly.

'He came in, called her a slut and choked her!' Jinx said, very upset. 'Why did he call her a slut?' He asked. Jinx looked at me. 'I did prostitution for a while, he was my customer, wanted to fuck and I said no.' I said quickly. I looked away.

Silco just looked a bit surprised, but not disappointed. Most people are dissatisfied with the fact I used to be a prostitute. But he didn't care. I'm glad about that.

'What do you want me to do?' He asked jinx. 'Kill him or something. I'll gladly do it!' She said. He waved his hand. 'No. That won't be necessary.' He said. 'I'll have a chat with him. You two.. just relax.'

She was laying on my thighs and I was sitting on the edge of the fan. She kept ranting about how she could kill him, and how badly she wanted too. I just played with her hair and let her keep going. She looked cute when she's mad.

'I would kill anyone. Just for you. Only you.' She said and looked at me. 'Not very necessary. But I'll tell you when you can kill.' I said and smiled. 'Promise?' She asked. 'Promise.'

'What do you like about me?' She asked me. 'Everything. Your arms, muscles, hands, fingers, thighs..' i named. 'Your personality.' I added. She smiled. 'And your voice. Your hair. Your eyes. I like the way you look when your mad. I like how you pull your gun. I like how you twirl your hair between your fingers.'

She was blushing. 'I have an idea for Marcus.' I said. She looked at me with interest. 'What is it?' She asked. 'What if I pretend I want him, and you knock him out, hang him up and call him out for what a perv he is.'

She absolutely loved that idea. 'What should I knock him out with?' She asked. 'The back of your gun should do.' I said. 'One thing. I might have to kiss him. Are you okay with that, only for this?' I asked her. She thought for a moment. 'Only for this. You belong to me, remember?'

I put on a short dress, it was easy to take off. 'I hate dresses.' I said. 'Well, only short and tight ones..' Jinx looked at my figure. 'You look nice, darling.' She said. I smiled. 'It might be on the floor later.' She said and pulled the fabric. I just looked at her. 'You look like a goddess.' She said.

I walked outside, followed closely by Jinx. My dress kept going up and I hated it. But Jinx enjoyed the view. I looked around, trying to find Marcus. He would surely be looking around for people at this hour. He always did.

Jinx hid behind a wall while I found him. He was catcalling this poor lady. I walked over to him and his attention immediately went to me. 'So there's the whore. What do you want? Did you change your mind?' He asked, smirking.

'I did. I need the Money.' I said. That was half a lie. He layed his hand on my shoulder. 'Come with me then.' He said and pulled me with him. I heard Jinx climb on buildings to follow us.

He took me to a random old house. Luckily, none of the windows were locked. He dragged me inside and locked the door. He took off his jacket. 'I've waited for you. I knew you'd miss me.' He said and I cringed. He threw his jacket on the floor and kissed Me. Ew.

I kissed him back, with much disgust, and he layed me on the disgusting bed in there. He went to my neck and I looked at the window. Jinx was standing there. 'You've been a desperate slut haven't you? All those hickeys and bites..' he said and kept kissing my neck.

I pretended to enjoy this and arched my back slightly. He started to unbutton his shirt and I looked at Jinx. I mouthed the word 'help' and she nodded. She quietly opened the window and sneaked in. Luckily he didn't hear.

I started to lift up my dress, revealing my thighs to him. I knew he likes thighs. He stopped undoing his shirt at the last two buttons and got on his knees. He started kissing my thighs. I looked at Jinx, who was now standing behind him. He put his hand between my thighs and moaned, I'm guessing.

I don't know if him moaning was supposed to turn me on, because it didn't. He looked up at me and I looked at him with an innocent look. Then a smirk. He stood up and his hands went to his buttons again, but he couldn't start undoing them. Jinx knocked him out.

I quickly moved away from him and lowered my dress. 'Keep it like that. I like your thighs.' Jinx said and smirked. I stood up. 'Where should we put him?' I asked. 'In front of my place. He's a nice decor.' She said and giggled. I started lifting his legs.

When we hung him up and wrote on him, we took a look at our work. 'Your right. He is a nice decor.' I said, giggling. We had both written whore, slut, desperate and pervert all over him. It was easy to read. I topped it off by giving him a bloody nose.

'Now, princess, take off that dress for me.'