Stranger (Handsome Jack X OC)

My Mouth

"Alright, this might hurt a little." Jack stabs me in the chest with a huge needle and I fling forward, my body coming back to life quickly.

"HOOOOOLY fucking shit balls, WOOOO!!!" I scream, bouncing up off of the dirty wooden table I had been lying on.

Jack grips the needle and rips it out of me, blood spewing everywhere.

"What is this shit? Liquid crack?!" I ask, still bouncing on the balls of my feet.

"It's adrenaline, kiddo."

"Well it feels GREAT!" Jacks hand comes across my face and I flip over onto the floor.

"God dammit stop HITTING ME!" I scream, getting up quickly and taking his triceps in my hands, forcing him into the wall.

I looked around and noticed we were in a shack. A fucking shack! This guy screamed serial killer. I pout my lip and glare back at him.

"If I didn't know any better, I'd say you liked the abuse, pumpkin." Jacks voice is low and he winks at me.

Sicko.

"Oh for the love of shit..." I sigh and let go of him.

No, I didn't like getting hit, but I couldn't stay mad at that face. And oddly enough, I could've probably had some really freaky make out session against this wall. If I wanted to. Which I don't. (Yes, I do.)

"See? Ah! You like it. You filthy whore." Jack chuckles and I blow him off, walking over to the table and laying back down.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm laying here until someone comes looking for me. I may not be Vallory but, I'm a pretty damn important person, you messed with the wrong people."

I know, I'm trying to be intimidating, and I know, my friends are absolute clumsy idiots, but I could pretend. As long as it kept my brains a gun virgin.

"If you're so important than how do you not know Moxxi?"

Dude who the fuck was Moxxi?!

"What does she look like? I'm bad with names."  I'm lying so hard right now. Moxxi doesn't even ring a bell.

"Like a slutty... Clown of an ex girlfriend. A betraying son of a bitch?"

I bust out laughing, holding my sides. I could vomit I was laughing so hard.

"What is so god damn funny?" Jack growls, inching closer to the table.

"Nothing, nothing. Other than you dating a trashy pinup clown."

Jack face palms and runs his fingers down to his chin, taking in a deep breath.

"You're going to be difficult, aren't you, kiddo?"

"Maybe. I mean, I'm still naked, so... I think I have a right to be- AGH!"

That sounds.. That feeling.. That burning sensation that WASNT an STD...

HE JUST SHOT ME IN THE FUCKING ARM!

I grip tightly onto my wound and glance up at this shit face.

"What the hell was that for?! Holy fuck!"

"I don't like your mouth! Your lips... Are nice... But keep them shut! I'm on an important mission that your tiny brain can't seem to wrap its fingers around. I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU! On that note, listen to me and quit being a sassy little whore, alright?! Is that clear enough for ya, kiddo? Does that connect some wires in your stupid little head?!"

"Your fly is down."

Everything goes black. Pretty sure he just knocked me out with his gun. Yupp, he did... What a dick...

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My lungs filled with oxygen quickly, cold water pouring onto my skin as I fly forward, jolting awake.

"Finally." Jack grunts but I can hardly make out his face, my vision blurry as shit.

But I bet his face was still just as hot as I saw it last. Hot, sadistic, bastard.

When my eyes started to come to, I notice Jack above me, wrapping my arm. The bullet was missing and I raise a brow up at the fuck bag.

"Don't get used to it. I'm going to need you alive if I'm going to find the people I want. You were bleeding out and getting pale."

"Whatever. You're just too wimpy to kill a girl. Cause you're a total softy." I poke fun.

"I seriously want to fucking kill you. Cut out your tongue. Really. I do." I can hear his voice shaking. I was really hitting a nerve and it was sort of hilarious.

Jack slaps my wound before finishing up and I wince at the shock.

"Oh my god." I whimper, clenching my teeth.

Fuck, that hurt.

"I need to keep a low profile. Pandoran people don't really like Hyperion scumbags like me."

So this guy was loaded? Holy shit! This guy!

"You're the guy that tipped me a hundo?! Seriously! You are the MAN! I mean, that is... Before you took me hostage or whatever..."

I notice Jacks lips curl up and I watch him nod. His back was turned to me which made it easier to notice his shrug.

"What can I say? I'm a sucker for a pretty girl."

"Says the guy that dated a... herpes riddled harlequin... Yeah, I feel... Special."

Jacks smile fades and he turns around too quickly for me to even react.

His had his fingers tightly around my jaw and I wanted to scream. He knew how to inflict pain. Basically was born with the super power of asshole strength.

He inches in close and I can feel my breasts trail with goosebumps. It wasn't cold.. Nope, I was turned on. What the fuck, body? Seriously? Right now is really such a weird time to be aroused. What's wrong with you?

"You're going to use your so called 'importance' to help me find that trashy vault hunter and her big boobied clown friend. I tell you where to go, what to say, who to meet. You're my median, got it?"

"Got it, captain." I say, my lips pursed like a fish.

"Now... be a good girl and get into my car. We're going to go raid some innocent family's home for supplies and for you, some clothes."

I didn't really have morals, I didn't care about other people or their families, but I didn't want to work for this asshat.

"And if I'm not a god damn princess?" I ask.

Jack let's go of my face and grips both of his hands onto my thighs, spreading my legs apart. I shudder at the touch, my body aching... I wanted him. How?!

Stop, bad body!

"I can't kill you, but there are a lot of ways to torture someone, cupcake. I see the way you look at me."

His palms begin to trail further up my legs and I can feel myself dripping, my panties moist.

What. The. Absolute. FUCK is wrong with me?!

He lets go, leaning down to look me dead in the eyes and for once, I felt way more weak than I ever had in my whole life.

"You don't want to be a bad girl, Kitten. Not with me."