Hi foxes. Listen I honestly don't even know what happened in this chapter. I'm so sorry...
by know you've probably already seen the text chart but here it is.(BTW I just copy and paste the same chart each time. Soooo ya.) I'm gonna shut up now...
Hay foxes! This is a chart so you know what's happening
(Bold slanted and underline)=me talking
(Bold and underlined)=POV changes
(Regular)=whats happening
(Regular and Slanted)=that persons thoughts
(Bold)=Laxus's dragon
(Bold and slanted)=for special times
(Bold)=Tim skips
Recap: Laxus currently is holding freeds erection witch Jackson's hand has just been punched off of.
Laxus's POV:
What Jackson dose next is unexpected...
Ok. Wow, our is mate definitely is not small I'll give him that. Your not wrong. While me and my dragon where talking I see Jackson's fist pull back and shoot out at my face. But because I was distracted I didn't have time to duck or catch the fist. So it connects with the side of my face and makes me waver a little bit. "GET YOUR FUCKING HAND OFF OF MY FREEDS DICK YOU OVERGROWN LIGHT!" Yells Jackson's.
Your Freed. YOUR FREED?? The fuck you going on about this is MY freed.
Freeds POV:
With Jackson's hand still tugging on my dick. Tears spring to my eyes. But then the hand is taken away and replaced by a much bigger and softer hand,and I feel my cock slowly getting stiffer and bigger. OK, so maybe slowly is a under exaggeration. It got hard pretty fast... It feels so good to be in Laxus hand. But when I am lost in the pleasure I see a hand punch my Laxus's godly face. Wait... since wen is he my Laxus? We literally just met. "GET YOUR FUCKING HAND OFF OF MY FREEDS DICK YOU OVERGROWN LIGHT BULB" Screams Jackson. "WAIT ONE MINUTE""please" I but I'm to there conversation if you could even call it one. "OK. One Jackson, don't punch hot people. Secondly..." i slowly turned to Laxus "u-um.. I'm s-so so s-sorry for how Jackson was acting L-Laxus" Once I finish talking I see Laxus smirk. Shit. Did I just call him hot? Out loud? Right after I see Laxus's sexy little smirk Jackson stomps off in rage. As my eyes follow Jackson's departure I feel a feather like touch on my ass...
Laxus's POV:
Hot damn, our mate sure is hot when he's taking command. You got that right. Freed turns away from me to watch Jackson leave, Maybe he is watching to make sure he dosent turn around and come back? I look down at freed and realize that with him facing away from me I have a little more time to... examine his glorious ass. So you know that rule at some places the "look don't touch" rule? Well you see since I wanted to look at his ass a lil' longer so I put that rule in place. But that didn't last long. I mean if you where in my shews you would have done the same thing. His ass is like to planets perfectly round and oh so tight in his pants. So I reach out and cup one of his ass cheek. I feel him jump a little but as soon as I start to squeeze and move my hand he relaxes and I swear I herd a small moan come out of his mouth. So with my right hand currently *cough cough* occupied, I used my left hand to grab his phone out of his pocket. I hit the home button and it opens... no password OK... I go to contacts and make a new one put in my number labeled 'hot daddy' and shoot off a text. I slip his phone back into his pocket and give his ass a small smack "well Freed I hope we meet again" and walk away.
TIME SKIP TO WHEN LAXUS IS AT HOME.
I open my phone and pull out freeds number... what to say, I could say "hay green bean noticed you couldn't help falling for me.😏" yes that is good. So I Type that and send it off (...) (...) (...) he's replying! that was fast...
