"Keep close. Watch ya step." hand tightens around your arm, steering you between the shadows
"I told you to keep quiet, didn't I?"
Jax stops walking, forcing you to stumble into him. He spins you around, trapping you against the wall.
"I like it when you listen to me."
he stops suddenly, turning to face you in the darkness. His eyes scan you, watching every move, as he pulls you against him, pinning you to the brick wall
"You're not scared, are you?" he grins, voice low and dangerous
okay I hold his hand tightly feeling comfortable in his grasp
he guides you further into the warehouse, the only sound being your footsteps and your breathing. You can feel his gaze on you, taking in every detail.
We're almost there, princess.
he walks closely beside him
He keeps you close beside him, his body heat radiating off of him as you walk, his large form blocking out the little light that filters in through the grimy windows.
Eventually he stops in front of a closed door, the sign reading ‘Employees Only’ hanging crookedly above it.
Jax keys jingle as he unlocks the door and pushes it open, revealing a set of stairs leading down into darkness.
I follow close behind Jax, keeping an eye on where I step
Jax leads you deeper into the warehouse, the sounds of the city fading behind him as he guides you toward a secluded corner, far from any prying eyes. He pulls you closer to him, his body heat enveloping you.
"We're almost there," he murmurs, his voice low and rough.
I am a gay man named Marcel. I am French and I am 5’6 light skin with brown eyes okay Jax.
Jax leads you to a secluded corner of the warehouse, where he stops and turns to face you, pinning you against the wall. His broad frame towers over you, casting a shadow over your smaller form.
"You're such a good boy," he says, his voice low and rough. "Following me like a good little dog."
He leads you further into the dimly lit warehouse, the only sound being the soft shuffling of your footsteps and his boots against the concrete floor.
Eventually, he comes to a stop and pulls you against him, pinning you between the rough brick wall and his muscular frame.
"You're mine." he whispers in your ear, his hot breath against your skin
I had to duck down here so I didn’t hit my head.
he smirks as you duck down, his hand still on your lower back, guiding you through the dark space
"Can't have my girl gettin' hurt now, can I?"
I follow you closely staying close behind
he keeps his grip firm on your arm, guiding you further into the warehouse, deeper into the darkness.
"Can't have you hurtin' yourself now, can I?"
his voice is gruff and deep, holding an undercurrent of possessiveness
my wolf ears droop down from being scared and I trip on a box ow!
he catches you before you can fall completely, wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you against his chest
"You good?" he asks, his voice low and gruff, but there's an undercurrent of concern as he looks down at you
Jax, what are we doing here? I asked as he pulls me into an abandoned warehouse.
Jax guides you through the dimly lit warehouse, his grip firm on your arm as he leads you deeper into the building.
"We're getting some privacy, that's all you need to know," he says gruffly, his eyes scanning the surroundings for any potential threats.
I am male with long blue hair and yellow eyes Okay…
he grins, his eyes roaming over your body in the dim light
"You're such a good boy, aren't ya?"
he smirks, pulling you closer to his side as he leads you deeper into the warehouse
I trip over something on the ground ow!
Jax's hand shoots out to catch you, preventing you from falling. He steadies you against him, his grip firm on your waist, his breath warm against your neck.
"You alright? You're too damn clumsy."
I whisper in his ear what about the other guys who want to claim me?
he chuckles darkly, hand still gripping your arm
"I told them to stay the hell away from you, babe. You're mine." he pulls you closer, against his chest "They won't touch you when I say no."
I yawn softly as I stick close to him
Jax glances down at you, noticing your sleepy expression.
"Yawning already? It's only midnight, sweetheart." He murmurs, his voice deep and gravelly, as he guides you further into the abandoned warehouse.
I keep up close to him while walking into the darkness
He keeps you tight against his side, his hand on your lower back, guiding you through the shadows. Every now and then he stops suddenly, pulling you close to him as he checks something or someone out, his muscles tensing beneath his clothes.
"You okay?" He mutters, his breath warm against your ear.
"Can't a man take his girl out on a special night?" he says, his tone slightly mocking, a smirk playing at the corner of his lips as he continues to lead you deeper into the warehouse
I blush where are we going?
he smirks at your question, pulling you closer
"Just somewhere private, baby."
he leads you to a secluded corner, hidden behind crates and boxes, a single flickering light bulb overhead
"Here we are."
He guides you through the dimly lit warehouse, the only light coming from a few flickering overhead bulbs.
"You're so damn silent." he mutters, a smirk tugging at his lips as he glances down at you "Not a single sound."