Hell's Third Person
His presence demanded attention, entrapping Jax and twisting his gut while also leaving him trembling. Hell's eyes never left Jax's. Hell's height dwarfed his, making Jax shift on his feet. Hell's hazel eyes and brown hair, tapered to his head and framing his face, made him look absolutely irresistible.
God, his eyes were the sexiest Jax had ever seen. Jax's eyes roamed over Hell's frame. He took in his plump lips, his perfectly fitted polo sweater and deliciously tight jeans.
Hell similarly took in Jax's appearance, his surprisingly domineering aura washing over Jax. Hell watched as he was slowly turning the fidgeting Jax into a submissive mess.
"Jax, come here." His deep and husky baritone with a possessive darkness made Jax jolt where he stood.
Hell watched as Jax bit his bottom lip and his breathing hitched, in turn making Hell's eyes darken in in lust.
"Jax." Hell's lips curl into a sinister smirk.
Jax sputters. "I-I don't-"
Hell takes a step forward and possessively wraps his arms around Jax's waist. He leans his head down into the crook of Jax's neck.
"You don't what?" Hell asks as he lefts his breath fan across Jax's neck.
Jax lets out a soft whimper, and Hell can feel Jax's internal battle.
And he's enjoying every second of it.
"I don't want this." Jax finally gathers, although weakly.
Hell chuckles. "You don't want this?"
He pulls back and stares into Jax's brown orbs.
"Look me in the eyes and tell me that you don't want this."
Jax notices the lust in his eyes, making him feel naked under his gaze, and that's when his resolve breaks. Jax releases a needy moan.
And that's all it takes for Hell to-
BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM
Hell is startled out of his sleep to insistent knocking.
In a daze, he looks at his phone to see the time.
11:30...And I slept through my alarm.
BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM
Slightly irritated, Hell rises out of bed to murder whoever is on the other side of his door.
Swinging his door open, he sees his best friend, and the source of all his desires.
Jax.
"Jax what the hell, are you trying to break down my door?" Hell says exasperatedly.
"Hey! Don't use your name in vain. I just wanted to check up on my best buddyyy."
Stepping past Hell and into the living room, Jax then proceeds to flop onto his couch.
"Nice happy trail by the way."
Hell was suddenly aware of his naked torso, and blushed deeply.
"I-I'll go, um...put on a shirt."
Hell rushes out of room, flustered as all fuck.
Looking down, he notices his little-
More like big
problem.
I really hope he didn't notice.
