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Hell's Third Person

Hell was at the lowest he had ever been. His best friend was gone, the only person he had ever cared about. For the past two weeks he had wallowed in misery. And yet he couldn't stop replaying their heated encounter in his head. He couldn't stop imagining just how beautiful Jax looked in his lap, ass pressed against him, head thrown back in pleasure at Hell's touch. But now, he regretted everything.

I shouldn't have said anything. Why didn't I just keep my mouth shut?

For what seemed like the millionth time, Hell shed tears. He was heart broken.

Just as Hell was about to fall into yet another depression nap, he heard insistent knocking on his front door. Hell sighed, wiped his tears and dragged himself to the front door. It was probably the old women next door trying to make sure he ate something again. Just as he was about to open the door, he heard Jax on the other side.

"Hell! Please open the door! I know you're in there..." Jax cried.

Hell paused. Jax continued.

"Hell I... I'm in love with you. It took me forever and a half to figure it out but I really do love you. You mean everything to me, I didn't mean it when I said I hated you-"

Hell swung the door open and stared down at Jax. He looked just as bad as Hell did.

"Do you mean it Jax? You love me?"

Suddenly, Jax leapt into Hell's s arms and kissed him deeply, their lips tangled together. Jax pulled back and looked Hell in his hazel eyes.

"Yes Hell, I love you."

Hell swiftly closed the door and carried Jax to his bedroom, throwing Jax down on the bed. Hell crawled over Jax and stared deeply into Jax's eyes.

"Do you actually mean it Jax? I need you to tell me if you're joking or not, because if you are my heart won't be able to handle it." Hell whispered down at Jax, his voice slightly breaking. Jax reached up, gently holding Hell's face in his hands. "Yes Hell, I-I want you."

And that, awoke the beast inside Hell.

Hell leaned down, his lips twisting into a deadly smirk as his finger gently poked Jax's chest.

"Take your shirt off." Hell demanded. "Now." Jax obliged and leaned up, pulling his shirt up and over his head, throwing it on the ground.

Hell leaned down and caught Jax's nipple in his mouth, his teeth nibbling as he soothed the pain with his tongue. Jax gave a soft moan, pushing his hips into the mattress to keep himself from jerking them up. Hell's fingers slid all over Jax's torso, touching everywhere he could get his hands on. Hell's tongue played with Jax's nipple as his hand came up to tease the other one. Jax grabbed onto Hell's hair, wrapping his fingers into Hell's locks. Jax tugged as a groan fell from his lips.

Jax's entire body was tingling. His pleasure was increasing as Hell touched all over his body.

"H-Hell." Jax whimpered. Jax's back arched as Hell's lips pulled away from him. Hell chuckled, his eyes burning with desire. Hell glanced up at Jax and saw that his face was flushed and hot. Hell was burning at the fact that Jax had moaned his name.

"Don't worry Jax. If you finish too quickly we'll just keep going and going until I squeeze out every last drop."

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