Jax's Third Person
Jax cried out when Hell's smooth chest met with his fingers. The feeling of Hell's body pressed against his made his body stir to life. Hell grabs Jax's bottom and pulled him against his hard length, making him cry out again. His eyes rolled to the back of his head as Hell ground against him. Jax clenched Hell's shoulders , closing his eyes in a pleasurable pain.
"What do you want little one?" Hell growled close to Jax's ear. Hell's voice sounded more like a beast than a man.
"Please, please." Jax cringed internally at how weak his voice sounded.
"Tell me what you want." Hell demanded, his voice sounding more and more gravelly.
Jax moaned as Hell pulled him closer.
"please...let me come." Jax ended in a whisper.
Hell's lips pulled into a sinister smile.
"As you wish."
Hell started to thrust more vigorously into Jax's hips, and every bounce brought him higher-
Jax startles awake and quickly sits up, and regrets that decision right after. Jax groans and grabs his head in pain.
God, who hit me with a truck...
Looking around he realizes he's in Hell's bed, but Hell isn't with him. That dream he just had confused the fuck out of him. Yeah his best friend was very attractive and had a big dick, but he just didn't see him like that.
Or do I?
Just then, Hell steps into the bedroom with water in one hand and meds in the other.
"Oh you're awake."
Remembering the contents of his dream, Jax blushes deeply. "Y-yeah."
Hell notices his flushed face and walks up to Jax, placing their foreheads together.
"Do you have a fever as well? Jeez Jax, you need to stop drinking so much."
Jax chuckles nervously. "No! I'm all good buddy, just a little h-hot."
In more than one way.
Skeptical, Hell backs away. "Sure. But hey, we need to talk about what happened last night."
Last night? Jax couldn't remember anything after his fifth shot.
"Last night? What happened last night? Oh god please don't tell me someone is pregnant."
Hell visibly stiffened.
Oh crap, am I a father?!
"You..don't remember." It wasn't a question, but rather a statement.
Oh fuck, Hell was rarely upset, but Jax could tell he had fucked up in some way.
"Hell I promise, whatever happened was an accident! I didn't-"
"So kissing me was an accident?" Hell asks.
"-mean to get her... Wait. What?"
Hell scowled. "You kissed me Jax."
I kissed Hell? Why, when, how?
Jax couldn't believe what he just heard. There's no way he could've kissed Hell, he was his best friend. But judging by Hell's cold expression, he definitely did. Jax was out of words, so he just stared at Hell in shock.
