Let's Play

Delicious As You

I've had no inspiration and I have no clue where this will go but I'm finally going to give you more!

Mr. J left you aching in the playroom rudely so that he could continue his work. Well what to do what to do... you lay down on the adjacent playroom bed just to get comfy until he decides to return from work. The satin sheets enrapture you and you think to yourself... think of the way Mista J moaned your named and the way he felt with your mouth wrapped around him. I'm glad he's happy but I hate being needy myself! You roll over on the sheets to curl up and take a nap, making yourself comfortable as your brain wonders further. "How long will I stay here? I know I was technically kidnapped but yet I haven't tried to leave. My jail cell is much too cozy with him as my guard." You're core is still aching when as you drift off to sleep

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You're back at your university walking across campus at night. The wind is quiet as the wind ruffles the trees, the air is crisp as it blows through your hair. You usually walk home with your girl friends at night, considering how far your dorm is, but tonight they were all busy. While you're walking through an unfortunately darker section of walkways, you feel an ominous presence. You turn over your shoulder but nothing's there. "Y/n quit being an idiot, this is a safe Gotham campus, you'll be fine." Reaching for your pepper spray, you find that you left your only self defense tool at home. "Crap..." you murmur under your breath. Quickening your pace you continue to walk along the path, weaving around statues and classrooms, pass the cafeteria, then the library. You pop some headphones into your ears to pass the time and calm your nerves. The familiar tune easing the tension in your shoulders and you walk and normal pace again. The path is  darker yet again and you turn down the music to be more aware when suddenly your ripped from the path and thrown behind a tree. The headphones are ripped from your ears and you feel the ache where your head hit the hard earth. A dark figure is above you and you can make out his face but his form is bulky and tall. His body is above you and his arm wraps around your neck while you try to help protect your air ways. He leans down next to your ear and whispers menacingly "scream, and it'll on be worse for you, co-operate and I might be gentle." His breath is hot and sticky against your ear and his voice is familiar, like you've heard it around campus. He holds your legs down painfully with his knees while he starts to unbutton your pants and pull out a knife and cuts your shirt in two with one hand. You're fighting against him but his body weight is twice yours and he must have experience holding people down. He tries to kiss your shoulder and you shutter away at your attacker. Disgusted by the man who's violating you as he continues to further....

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Mister J walks back into the room where you had fallen asleep. His quiet footsteps not enough to stir you awake. He looms over your sleeping form when he notices you thrashing in your sleep. You mumble gently "no, STOP! No!" you're crying in your dream and try to fight your pillows when Mister J shakes you. You jump and squirm away from him. "Whoa, whoa, honey... it was just a dream." You rub your eyes at the dim lighting of the room before you curl into a ball and sob at the memory and dream. He gently walks next to you and wraps an arm around your form. He whispers to you "it's okay, Y/N. it was just a dream. No one's going to hurt you right now." You look up with puffy eyes at your captors show of gentleness. "Hey, I have a surprise for you. Let me train you, train you to fight. No one will ever hurt you again, especially me." He winks and flashes a devilish grin before snapping his fingers and a guard brings in an athletic outfit. It's colored leggings, a sports bra and tank top. You smile a little and start to calm down from your disturbing nightmare. The joker looks at you and says "get dressed, I'm going to teach you how to fight,  it first, food." You stretch your arms and yawn with a smile at the idea of food. You're famished from your nap. You step out of bed and say "okay, shew get out and I'll get dressed. Go, go, go." You get Mister J out of the room long enough to throw on the clothes and tidy the bed. Your hair is in a neat long ponytail and your ready for some food. You open the door and he comes back to your sight. Walking in a slow circle, he checks out the muscular tone of your curvy long legs being hugged by the leggings. He whistles a sign of praise obviously enjoying the sight "it's rare I get to train with a girl, love, but even rarer I get to train one as delicious as you." He smiles grandly flashing his metal teeth before he strokes his green hair back from his face.
    He laughs loudly and almost drags you across the compound to what must be the dining room. A few henchmen bring in some plates of fresh hot food and you lick your lips at the sight. Sandwiches, mashed potatoes, fresh vegetables, a ham from the oven, and your favorite snack foods are laid out and he says gleefully "dig in!"

A/n: sorry it's short! Or if that dream section was a trigger warning I'm not good with those. Look forward to another chapter of training with J. He doesn't want anyone hurting you. So he teaches you how to fight! Thanks, vote and comment.