Bite me (JunkratxReader)

#8= Lust

It's in this instant the there is a austerer knock at the door, sending a uncomfortable thought to your brain, you were not really ready to deal with conflict at the moment. You hear a vexed groan from Rat as he trots to the door, swinging it open energetically "What is it now Pigface?" He barks at the taller man with a harsh tone, which you think is not to be advisable after he had just gotten in an argument with him that didn't end to pretty. You are sure there is still some drops of blood well visible on the sinks pearly white rim. However Mako doesn't seem to care about Jamie at the moment, shoving him aside with a short hand gesture.

You can feel him looking at you even through the pitch black glass. You uncomfortably inch backwards holding your breath as the massive man eyes the obvious choking and biting wounds on your neck. You try to cover them up with your hand, but he is not as stupid as you would want him to be. "Show me that." He growls, grabbing your hands in one of his prodigious palms with ease. You squirm a bit, whimpering as Maks rough fingers trace along the throbbing pain on your throat, attentively eyeing the damage "Did Jamison do that to you?" He asks with a voice that is astonishingly calm and monotone.

You shake your head vigorously, desperately trying to defend Rats well being, afraid he would hurt him even more if you told the truth. Mako grunts annoyed with your obvious lying, however letting go of you. "You suck at lying kid, for a thief that's pretty weak." He huffs, turning his attention back to Junkrat who was still standíng at the sink, glaring at Hog with a evil eyes, and a damn cheeky grin that basically just rubben his victory in his face. Bouncing forward on his peg leg, he confidently walks next to you, placing his arm around your shoulder as if it was the most natural thing to do right now. "No hard feelings right?" Jamie directs at Hog, still holding on to that pesky smirk.

You sense the tight, troublesome atmosphere between the two of them crackling like static, they probably never had such sort of argument before, making you unsure if they even knew what it meant to talk a problem out properly. But now that you assumed to understand the problem from both perspectives, you already made your choice, you were going to defend Rat for now; despite your knowledge that it was not the smartest thing to do in your situation. You attempt to speak again, swallowing your words before you can push them out your sore throat. "Jamison, what did you even do to her? The girl looks even more miserable than before." The giant asks with a emotionless voice, eyes still glued to the bruise wrapped around your flimsy neck.

"Umm, you see, funny story...." He stutters, trying to think of an excuse that wouldn't make him sound like a complete dimwitted scumbag "Well, lets just say I didn't know when to stop, again." He murmurs, in hopes Hog would just overhear it. Mako leans forward with a loud exhale, spitefully grabbing Jamie's shoulder who instantly put on a way darker expression "Then you are going to learn it Jamieson, if she dies, our little contrakt despires. We had this argument to many times now, you need to be more careful... I don't want to repeat the last time." Rat shrugs the large hand from his shoulder "Fair enough." Rat growls with a irritated voice, pulling you in front of him, kissing your neck, hands sliding to your trembling hips.