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Jax rolls off of Pomni onto her bed, both of them sweaty and panting.
He isn’t sure how long they’ve been at it, but they’ve been [BEEP]ing for a long time.
Once he’s caught his breath a little, Jax looks over at Pomni and gives her a devious grin.
“How was that?”
Pomni swallows, still trying to calm down, and reaches up to push some hair out of her eyes.
“It was…”
“Yeeeeaaaah?” Jax encourages her with a smirk.
Pomni looks at him shyly and Jax is charmed as [BEEP].
“It was really good,” she answers.
“[BEEP] right it was really good,” Jax says, stretching out and crossing his arms behind his head. He looks up to the ceiling, then closes his eyes.
They’ve been in a relationship for a few months now.
It’s Pomni’s fault.
She was the one who had kicked it off by saving him from falling onto some particularly sharp looking spikes. It had annoyed him and when he’d told her there was no point and she didn’t need to do it, she’d just looked him in the eyes and said,
Yes, I do
And after that Pomni had become a little thorn in his side. That was through no fault of her own - Jax had made it his vendetta to bother her on the reg and something had just
clicked
“Jax?”
“Uh-huh?” Jax mumbles, pleasantly worn out and rubbery.
“Nothing,” Pomni says. “I thought maybe you had died.”
When Jax opens his eyes and looks over he sees Pomni turned on her side to face him, arms tucked under her head. He’s hogging the pillow. Jax glances down and sees his cum is still on her thighs.
He just stares at it for a moment with a misplaced sense of pride. When he glances back up at her she looks flustered at his blatant ogling. It makes him smirk and he rolls over to face her. “You’re so funny, Pom. You have the cutest reactions.”
Jax puts a hand on her waist, sliding it down over her thigh. “I want to bake you into a pie and eat you.”
“That’s an insane thing to say,” Pomni accuses.
“It is,” Jax agrees with a grin.
Pomni just lays there looking awkward then starts to sit up. Jax grabs her arm and tugs her back down.
“No, don’t go,” he lays down with all of his authority.
Pomni looks at him, unimpressed. “I have to clean up.”
“No, you don’t,” Jax says, eyelids lowering. “Keep it inside you for a while longer.”
Pomni suddenly looks doubly embarrassed. But she doesn’t get up.
”Yeah, that’s what I thought,” Jax says. “I know there’s a kinky girl in there somewhere.”
“Ugh,” Pomni says.
“See? You didn’t deny it.” That’s part of what makes Pomni so obvious, she’s just too honest. It makes Jax want to chew on her like a dog toy. “Don’t be shy, it’s hot.”
“You can’t just tell me to not be shy and expect me to not be shy,” Pomni mumbles, complaining.
“Don’t be a complainer,” Jax scolds.
Pomni scowls at him.
“Aw, don’t give me that look,” Jax says. “Come on. What else are you into, Pomni?”
Pomni practically pouts at him. She says nothing.
“Oh my god,” Jax gasps, putting a hand over his mouth. “Are you into something really sick and twisted?”
“I am not!” Pomni protests, but Jax is already shaking his head, pretending to get up.
“That’s gross, Pomni!”
“Wha—?” Pomni startles. She reaches out and grabs Jax’s arm. “I didn’t even say anything!”
“You didn’t have to, now unhand me,” Jax says with conviction in his voice.
“Jax!” She complains some more, tugging at his arm.
Jax falls back onto the bed, crushing her. “Help, help, I’m under attack!”
“Knock it off!” Pomni smacks his chest.
Jax buries his face in her neck and bites down hard.
“Ah!!” Pomni’s body arches her body with instinct no doubt honed by how much sex they’ve been having lately.
Jax lets up and kisses at the bite mark. “Mm, I wanna give you a hickey.”
“Don’t!” Pomni says with another swat of her hand, this time in warning.
“I wooon’t, relax,” Jax says. He grinds his stomach into her because he can’t quite reach her with his dick in this position. A shame. “But you have to tell me what the craziest thing you’ve done is.”
“Mm—“ Pomni sounds so embarrassed when she cuts off her moan. “I mean— I’ve never done anything too crazy…”
It comes as no surprise but Jax can’t help but feel a distant flickering of jealousy. He nuzzles into the bite mark a little roughly before kissing at it. “Okay, well, Miss Vanilla what’s the least tame thing you’ve done?”
“Hmm,” Pomni hums like she hasn’t decided whether or not she’ll tell him. Then she says quietly, “I got cuffed to the bed frame once.”
Heat sparks in Jax’s stomach and he kisses along the side of her face. “Did you now?”
The trail of kisses finally connects to Pomni’s mouth and for a while they just kiss before he finally breaks it. “Would you let me tie you up? Do you trust me like that?”
Pomni looks at him dubiously. Then she glances away.
“… Yeah.”
There’s another flare of heat and Jax looks at her with heavy eyes. “Mmm, I’m gonna make good on that.”
Then he tilts his head curiously as she blushes her little heart out. “What kind of stuff do you want to try?”
“Wha— why are you the one asking all the embarrassing questions?” Pomni jabs her finger into Jax’s chest. “What about you?”
Jax snorts, putting his hands up in surrender. “Well, first of all, I’m the one asking all the embarrassing questions because you never do. So good on you for being proactive.”
That brings a scowl to her little mouth and Jax kisses her.
“As for what I want to try, leeeet’s see,” Jax says, eyes rolling up thoughtfully.
There’s plenty he wants to try, but as for what’s at the top of the list… After considering it Jax smirks and tells her, “You domming me.”
Pomni makes this little noise in her throat like she’s choking on the embarrassment now.
“I’mmm not so sure I’d be good at that,” she admits.
”Nonsense,” Jax says. “The panicky, stressed out ones are always the best at it.”
In his limited experience.
There’s a short silence.
“So,” Pomni says. “What— what exactly would you want. If we did. That.”
“Hmmmm,” Jax hums, nuzzling their faces together, grinding his stomach into her again. “It would be hot if you pegged me.”
“What— peg—“ Pomni sputters. She pushes him back a little to look at him, a little aghast.
“Jax, how would we even do that?” Pomni looks flustered and exasperated. “We would need… stuff.”
Jax gasps. “You’re considering it!”
“I’m just saying it’s impossible!” Pomni frets.
“Okay but what if it isn’t impossible, though. What then? Would you consider it?” Jax presses, reaching up to squeeze her tit.
“That’s neither here nor there!” Pomni cries. Then she lowers her voice like someone could hear. “I mean… yeah. I mean—“
Oh and look at her get in a tizzy over it.
“—if it’s something you really wanted to do.”
“Perfect,” Jax says. “So we’re doing it.”
“It’s impossibllllle,” Pomni groans, putting her hands over her face.
Jax squeezes her tit again.
“Never say never. I’m sure there’s something we could use,” he says, ever the optimist.
“Jax, I’m not trying to crush your dreams,” Pomni lies. “But short of asking Caine for one I don’t think there’s really a way…”
Jax wants to grab her cheeks and pull them until they stretch his full arm span.
“Well, then I guess you’d better ask him,” he says.
”Me?!” Pomni looks so alarmed. “Why me?! I’m not doing that.”
“It might be suspicious if I suggest it,” Jax protests, even though he’s certain Caine can’t actually tell what’s normal behavior by human standards. “Just get a little creative with it! I’m sure you’ll figure something out, you little genius you.”
“I'm not going to do that,” Pomni deadpans.
“Then I guess you’ll never get to peg me,” Jax shrugs.
Pomni looks annoyed, then thoughtful. She fixes Jax with a little look that makes his chest feel tight. She looks so sweet.
“Is this important to you?” she asks.
Ha.
“It’s only the most important thing I’ll ever do in my life,” Jax tells her.
Pomni pouts at his attitude. He grins and reaches up to ruffle her hat.
“Don’t let me down.”
Ohhhh and the precious little look on Pomni’s face. She looks so distressed.
“I want to eat you and die so you can never get away from me,” Jax tells her.
“Jax, what the [BEEP]?” Pomni rubs her face in frustration.
“Heh.”
Jax leans in and starts to kiss at the backs of her hands, nudging them out of the way so he can kiss her face.
“Come on, Pompom, I’m sure you can figure out a way with your giant sexy brain.”
“My brain is neither sexy nor giant,” Pomni protests.
“That’s right,” Jax changes his tune, pulling her close and starting to give her a noogie on the top of her head. He can’t help it. “You have a puny, pathetic little brain. You’re an idiot. You’re stupid.”
“Stooop!” Pomni whacks at his arms and when she finally wiggles free she falls off the bed onto the floor. “Ow!”
Jax leans over to look at her, cheek resting in his hand. “What did I say? Stupid.”
Pomni furrows her brow at him and he laughs.
“I’m gonna go get cleaned up,” she says, standing and awkwardly walking to the en-suite bathroom with all that cum going down her thighs.
Jax always comes multiple times, makes a lot, and is [BEEP]ing proud of it.
He wiggles his fingers at her in farewell then flops over onto his stomach, burying his face in the pillow.
Pomni’s probably right. It’s most likely impossible.
But Jax has found that in many cases in the Circus, if there’s a will there’s a way. He could probably figure it out.
But he wants to torture Pomni with it first.
Jax listens to the sound of the shower and grins to himself.
Yeah.
This’ll be her responsibility.
—
“You want what?”
Ragatha looks over at Pomni in surprise from where they’re drinking flavorless tea on the sofa.
Pomni laughs nervously.
“Haha, well… you know, I just– I figured people must have them, right?”
Ragatha just stares, mouth open.
“Right…?” Pomni shrinks.
Ragatha holds up a hand. “Okay, just to confirm, you’re asking about like….”
They just stare at each other for a looooong, painful moment.
“..... sex stuff, right?”
“Yyyyeah,” Pomni says, regretting ever asking.
“Like…” Ragatha lowers her voice to barely above a whisper. ”Masturbation?”
Oh god.
“Yeah,” Pomni says. “Exa– exactly.”
Ragatha breaks into embarrassed, tittering laughter.
Oh god, why is Pomni doing this?
Jax had just seemed so excited about the whole pegging thing last night she’d found herself compelled to ask someone, but Ragatha may have been the absolute worst choice. Now Ragatha is gonna know she masturbates.
“I mean!!” Ragatha gasps as her laughter ends, face red. “I mean–!!”
“Nevermind, Ragatha, sorry I made it awkward, I’ll just–”
“What I did was we went on this adventure that was in like… this porcelain land,” Ragatha says, eyes drifting up as she seems to fall back into a memory. “And there was this beautiful farm we were on and I just happened to find this zucchini patch–”
Pomni holds up her hand. “Okay. I getcha.”
“Maybe you can ask Caine to go back there,” Ragatha suggests with a giggle.
“Ehhhh.”
Pomni doesn’t know how she feels about a porcelain zucchini. It sounds pretty good for functionality. But Jax would never let her live it down. Also there wouldn’t be a way to attach it to a harness, so it wouldn’t quite be the experience Jax is asking for.
Ragatha giggles again, hand over her mouth. “Well, Pomni, that’s all I’ve got. But I hope you can figure something out. Why not ask Caine!”
“I can’t,” Pomni says flatly. “I wouldn’t even know what to ask him for.”
“Be creative! I’m sure you’ll figure it out.”
Pomni sighs and takes a sip of her tea. Then a voice pulls their attention.
“What, is it a tea party day?”
It’s Zooble.
Ragatha motions for Zooble to come over to the couch, which they do. Zooble sits on the other side of Pomni.
“What’s up?”
“Pomni has a dilemma!” Ragatha says cheerfully.
Pomni shushes her. “Shh– no I don’t–”
“Hmm.” Zooble stares at her. Then they shrug. “You’re in good company, Pomni.”
Pomni considers it, chewing her lip, then thinks what the [BEEP].
“I’m trying to find….”
There’s this loooong stretch of silence.
“Something for… alone time.”
Zooble stares at her. Then their eyelids lower in amusement.
“You could always ask Caine for a book,” they say.
Pomni frets. “That’s not quite what I…”
“Oh,” Zooble says. “How about a coloring book. I bet Gangle would make you one for free.”
“That’s not…”
Ragatha is beside herself with embarrassed giggles. Zooble finally relents.
“Yeah, that’s a struggle. I can’t.”
“Oh,” Ragatha and Pomni say at the same time.
“Yup,” Zooble says.
They all just sit there thinking about their mortality for a moment. Then Zooble says,
“I have a part that might work.”
Pomni screams. Ragatha covers her ears.
“Ow,” Zooble says flatly.
“Sorry,” Pomni says. “Sorry, didn’t mean to do that.”
Zooble snorts in amusement. “I’ll take that as a no, then.”
“Yyyeahh,” Pomni says, wringing her hands awkwardly in her lap. “Thanks, though.”
She would die if she showed up with a Zooble part and had to show Jax.
“What does the part look like?” Ragatha asks and Pomni can’t believe it after the giggling fuss she made.
“Uhh, it’s like…” Zooble gestures with their hands. “I think it was like a half-baked idea for an arm. It’s got like the part that hooks into me, then it’s long and the end has a rounded tip.”
They suddenly look very unamused. “No idea why Caine thought I’d want that, but okay.”
“Oh, I’d be interested in seeing it–” Ragatha starts.
And then Pomni tunes out of the conversation, just staring down at her tea. This was a bad idea.
But hope is not lost yet, she thinks as Ragatha and Zooble discuss sex toys.
She has one more option and then Jax might just be [BEEP] out of luck.
—
“You want what?”
Gangle looks over to Pomni from where she’s sitting at the empty dinner table, drawing. Pomni wilts a little then asks again.
“Can you, like, make me a design for a…”
Gangle looks at her, a little alarmed.
And they just stare at each other, Gangle waiting for a response. Pomni finds even after talking to Ragatha and Zooble about it, she’s still embarrassed. Her face flushes and Gangle goes,
“Ohhhh.”
Gangle lowers her voice, maybe to be considerate. “Like a dildo?”
“Yyyyyyeee–nooooo….”
Pomni sighs.
Gangle giggles a little. “I’m not judging, just asking.”
“I know, I know…” Pomni doesn’t think any of them are judging her, she’s just…
Gangle lifts her hand up as if swearing an oath. “I promise I’ll take the information to the grave.”
“It’s just so embarrassiiiiiing!” Pomni cries, pulling on her hat.
“Ohh, I get that,” Gangle says with a sigh. “If it makes you feel any better I have these secret figurines and Jax–”
Gangle cuts herself off and waves her hand. “We’re talking about your issue. So what is it you need a design of?”
Pomni looks at her miserably.
“What are you trying to…. achieve?” Gangle tries again.
”Iwannapegsomeone,” Pomni mutters quietly.
“What?”
“I wanna peg someone!” Pomni says a little too loud and immediately wants to die.
“Ohhhh,” Gangle says. “Wait, who?! Ragatha?!”
“Oh my god!” Pomni pulls her bells in front of her face and curls in on herself.
“Aw, that’s cute,” Gangle says. “I mean, kind of weird to think about my friends having sex but, y’know, cute.”
“..... It’s not Ragatha.”
Gangle stares. Then seems to come to the conclusion that it’s Zooble. “Ohhh. Can you even do that?”
Pomni stares at Gangle. Then says slowly, “Yeeeeees?”
Gangle giggles.
“Well, I can definitely make you a design, but you gotta tell me what you want.”
“Uuuugh.”
Gangle starts sketching. “How big do you want it?”
“Um… small, I guess.”
“Show me, I don’t know what ‘small’ means.”
Pomni bows her head and holds up both of her hands, indicating a length. Then width.
“Oookay!” Gangle says cheerfully. “Aaaand… do you want it shaped like, you know… a real one?”
“A real one?” Pomni panics, not understanding.
“You know,” Gangle says. “Like a [BEEP].”
Pomni’s nose wrinkles a bit. And then she sighs and thinks about what she wants.
“... No. I want it smooth and rounded and for it to be blue and sparkly.”
“Ohh! Now we’re cookin’.” Gangle picks up a blue colored pencil and starts going ham with it.
Pomni groans. She wants to sink into the ground and never come out, but that’s a little too eerily close to abstracting to think on for long.
“So, what, are you gonna ask Caine to make it?”
Pomni heaves a sigh. “Yeah.”
“Oof, good luck explaining it to him if you could barely tell me!”
“Well,” Pomni says. “That’s what the design is for.”
Gangle laughs. “True.”
They just sit there for a while, Gangle sketching away.
“I thiiink I remember how the straps on mine were.”
“Oh, you do?” Pomni blinks. “I mean, you do?? You’ve done it before?”
“Sure, loads of times!” Gangle says. “Mostly with boys.”
Oh that’s perfect actually.
“Do you have any… advice?”
“Go slow and use plenty of lube,” Gangle says wisely.
Ahhhhhhh [BEEP], that’s right, they’ll need that too.
Though, privately Pomni thinks Jax makes enough cum she could just get him off a couple times and use that– no, actually, that’s way more embarrassing.
She has to do this properly. Sort of.
Pomni sighs and pulls her feet up onto the chair, hugging her legs.
“What’s wrong, Pomni?” Gangle glances over from her drawing.
“I…” Pomni gestures vaguely. “What if I suck at it?”
Gangle laughs. “Ohhh, don’t worry about that. I sucked at it too! It’s just like riding a bike, you’ll figure it out.”
“Riding a bike, huh…?” Though Pomni is grateful for the vote of confidence. “I just… this is kind of out of my comfort zone and I want to make sure it’s good.”
“Aw, Pomni,” Gangle smiles at her fondly. “Don’t woooorry, you’ll do fine! All you gotta do iiiis…”
Gangle seems to think about it.
“Just pay attention to their reactions. If they seem to like it, keep doing it. You’ll figure it out.”
Pomni feels a little guilty asking an unknowing Gangle for help [BEEP]ing Jax of all people, but she doesn’t exactly have a lot of options.
“Thanks, Gangle. I appreciate it.”
“No problem!”
Ahh jeez.
Pomni just watches as Gangle draws.
When Gangle finally gives her the finished product Pomni stares at it for a long time then nods.
“This is perfect. Thank you.”
“Any time!” Gangle laughs, clearly amused by the whole situation.
Gangle is a real one.
They chill for a while longer, but Pomni is on a mission as she leaves the room, looking around vaguely for Caine.
He’s gotta be somewhere.
—
Pomni sits nervously in a diner crowded by NPCs all gabbing at their tables. When she had said she wanted to talk to Caine in private this isn’t what she’d had in mind. And she certainly hadn’t expected Bubble to be there, floating silently beside Caine.
“About this size?” Caine asks, gesturing to the 3D model he’s conjured out of the air.
“Uhhhhm,” Pomni mumbles, fidgeting with her hands. “Maybe a little bit… smaller?”
She’s pretty sure the only other sex toy she’s seen in that size was The Fist. Which was indeed a life sized arm.
Caine makes the model marginally smaller. “Like this?”
“I… no.” Pomni puts her face in her hands.
“No need to cry!” Caine misunderstands. He pats her shoulder. “There’s still time to change it.”
Pomni lowers her hands and considers what she’s doing with this joke of a life.
“Definitely, uh, smaller.”
“Well, how much smaller?” Caine scratches his head, which is just the top of his gums. It’s a little gross to think about. “Give me specifics, Pomni!”
“F-five inches long, one inch wide,” Pomni blurts out.
“Ohh?”
Pomni throws up her arms in frustration. “I don’t know!”
Caine tilts his head. “You don’t know?”
“I mean… just kidding. I know what I’m doing,” Pomni says.
She really doesn’t.
Caine adjusts the size again to something much more reasonable, then makes the straps a little bigger to compensate. And then he asks the million dollar question,
“So what is it?”
Pomni goes dead silent.
She had hoped he wouldn’t ask this question.
But he did.
“What?” she says to buy time.
“What is it that I’m making?” Caine’s blank eyes bore into her and she feels judgment that she knows isn’t there.
“It’s….” she starts.
“It’s,” Caine follows up, looking at her curiously.
“A….” Pomni practically whispers.
“A…?”
Oh god.
“It’s a unicorn horn,” she blurts out, feeling panicky.
Caine just stares at her. Looking through her.
Then he claps his hands once.
“A unicorn horn! How novel! This will look great on you, Pomni.”
“Thank–you,” Pomni says.
“Looks like a [BEEP],” Bubble interjects.
Pomni silently screams.
“Hahaha!” Caine laughs. “Don’t mind Bubble, his mind is always in the gutter.”
“Is it now.” Pomni wants to be anywhere but here.
“Are you sure these straps will work for your giant head?” Caine examines the strap-on, putting a finger thoughtfully to his chin. Which is also his gums.
“Oh, uh… I’m sure it’ll be fine.”
“What a weird mechanism for getting it on your head!” Caine says, though his voice holds no suspicion. “Are you sure you don’t want one sturdy strap?”
“No, no,” Pomni rushes. “Please just like in the picture.”
“Yoooou’ve got it!”
Caine tweaks the design a bit. “Blue and sparkly, right?”
“Yeahhh…”
“Extra sparkly for you, Pomni!” Caine embellishes the dildo with more unsolicited sparkles.
“Thanks.”
Pomni sighs and stares at the 3D model. Will Jax like this? Is it too big? Too small? He didn’t give any details! Who knows what he even would have said.
Whatever you want, Pompom
Her eyes narrow in annoyance.
“Finished!”
Caine snaps his fingers and suddenly the strap on isn’t a model, it’s real. Not that there’s much difference. It falls to the table and upsets Caine’s coffee, which spills off the table. He doesn’t bother to right it.
“Thank you,” Pomni mumbles, reaching out and taking it. Maybe she should ask for a bag to put it in.
Then she remembers something.
“Oh, uh, one more thing.”
Caine tilts his head. “And what’s that?”
“Can you give me…. A bottle of like.”
How does she say this.
“Slippery… stuff. That would be safe to put in the human body?”
“Slippery stuff,” Caine says, expression blank with a lack of understanding. “Like a banana peel.”
“Not– no.”
Great. Pomni wrings her hands, unsure of how to communicate this.
“Like a liquid.” She rubs her fingers together as if that will convey the texture she’s going for.
“Like lotion?”
“More slippery,” Pomni says through her teeth.
“Oh!” Bubble speaks up again. “Like lube, boss!”
“What?” Caine looks at Bubble. “Oh, like for a car.”
“Nope!” Bubble says cheerfully.
“Just– maybe if you make a substance and I can kinda feel it and see,” Pomni says, hoping to [BEEP] that works.
“Oh! Sure!”
Caine snaps his fingers again and a bottle appears in front of Pomni, who picks it up with some trepidation. She pulls her glove off and pours a tiny bit into her hand.
It’s clear and also glittery, shimmering in the light. It’s really pretty, but she’s not sure…
“Are you sure this is body safe?” she asks. “Like, the glitter, it’s not gonna… hurt if it was inside someone.”
Caine just laughs. “Oh, Pomni, you’re so funny. This is the digital world!”
Okay then.
Pomni feels the texture and her eyes widen.
“Actually… this is perfect.”
She hopes, anyway.
“Great!” Caine cries.
He snaps them out of the restaurant and they appear in the Circus, Pomni still in a sitting position. She falls on her [BEEP].
“Uh oh!” Caine says, fists on his hips, floating akimbo. “Looks like you’re a little unsteady on your feet! Hope that unicorn horn balances you out!”
“I don’t… yeah. I’m sure it will.” Pomni rubs her [BEEP], awkwardly tucking her newly acquired supplies under her arm and picking up her glove. “Thanks Caine. I really appreciate it.”
Caine gives her a playful little salute.
“Anytime! I’m happy to do what I can to make my guests comfortable in their beloved new home!”
Pomni blinks at him.
Caine stares back.
“Well, anyway,” Pomni says, starting to head off. “You’re a lifesaver.”
Only she feels like her ghost is going to leave her body. She gives Caine a little wave and scuttles off.
“She’s gonna look like she’s got a [BEEP] on her head.” Bubble says as she leaves.
And it’s true. If she were going to use it for that.
Now that she’s done keeping her cool with Caine, all the embarrassment floods her at once and her face goes scarlet.
Hopefully Jax likes this.
She just prays she doesn’t run into anyone.
—
Pomni stands in front of Jax’s door.
She had gone back to her room with the strap on. Tried it on. Stood in front of the mirror feeling like an idiot. And then she had taken it off and hid it under her pillow.
Then she had stopped being pathetic and taken it out from under the pillow.
Pomni had tried to calm her nerves, but it really hadn’t worked, and now here she stands in front of Jax’s door with her heart pounding.
She swallows hard and then knocks.
Nothing for a moment. And then…
The door opens a crack, then wider and Jax is standing there, leaning his arm against the doorframe and grinning down at her.
“Pomniiii. To what do I owe the pleasure?”
Pomni opens her mouth to answer.
And then she freezes, going red for not the first time that day.
And then she runs away like a coward, turning on her heel and making a beeline back to her room.
“Woah, woah, woah,” Jax laughs, hurrying after her and grabbing her arm. “What is it? You have to tell me, you can’t just do that and walk away.”
Pomni glares resolutely at her door, tugging her arm uselessly.
“My head will explode for real,” Jax tells her.
Pomni looks back at him with a red-faced pout. Then the expression she’s making eases a bit.
“... C’mon,” she says.
This time Jax lets her move forward, but keeps his hand tight around her arm as she leads him to her room and they step in.
She shuts the door behind them and leans against it with a sigh, closing her eyes to compose herself. When she opens them Jax is standing there with his hand on his hip, smirking expectantly.
Pomni takes a little breath then meets his eyes.
“I got the stuff.”
Jax smiles at her blankly for several seconds then asks, “What stuff?”
Pomni’s jaw drops. She can’t believe him. She’s been running around all day trying to get this [BEEP] and he doesn’t even know what she’s talking about.
“Ugh!” She throws her arms up helplessly. “What do you think?!”
“Whaaat? Now I’m supposed to be a mind reader?” Jax walks over and bends down, grabbing one side of Pomni’s hat and tugging on it. “Come on, I’m dying to-”
And then something registers in his face and his eyebrows shoot up. Jax gives her hat a sharp tug that almost makes her fall face forward. “Don’t tell me you got the stuff for pegging? For real? Already?”
Jax gives her a smile she wants to smack off his dumb face.
A scream of humiliation gets caught in Pomni’s throat. She just gapes like a fish.
“Y-you said it was important to you!” Pomni reaches up and grabs her hat, trying to tug it out of his hand. “Oh, I’m sorry, did I make your dream come true too quickly?”
When she fails to get her hat free she gestures wildly with her hands, appalled and enraged.
“How dare you! Do you know how hard it was to get it?!” She takes a swing at him, but he holds her at arm’s length. ”Do you know how many people I had to embarrass myself in front of?!”
“Hopefully all of them,” Jax says with a wistful sigh, tilting his head away when she makes a fresh attempt at clocking him. “Did you tell them we were [BEEP]ing?”
”No!” Pomni cries, giving up on hitting him and crossing her arms. “That would have been even more embarrassing!”
That makes Jax frown and he puts a hand to his chest. “Wow. I can’t believe you think asking everyone in the Circus for adult toys is less embarrassing than being with me.”
“No!” Pomni shouts, the words being the straw that breaks the camel’s back. “I’m shy about telling them about us, yeah! But that’s not the issue!”
She puts her hands to her face, starting to grin hysterically.
“I just don’t want them to know I’m [BEEP]ing you in the [BEEP]!”
“Well, why not?” Jax asks stubbornly.
“Because it’s embarrassing! I don’t know!” Pomni begins to pace. “Like if you were a girl that’s one thing but I don’t know, it just feels dirtier to me! I get all flustered and I feel like I’m dying.”
Pomni rounds on him and puts her hand on her chest, pleading with him.
“I feel like I’m dying over here!”
“Pomni, sounds like you have some things to unpack there but leave that for therapy because right now I want you to unpack-” The words come out and Jax scowls, clearly deciding in real time it’s a dumb thing to say. “In- in me.”
He rolls his eyes. “You know what I mean.”
Pomni looks up at Jax. Does he really think she’s going to be in the mood after he’s aggravated her like that?
She thinks about pegging him and gets all flustered again so yeah, she kind of is.
“I mean— that’s kind of what I brought you here for.”
Pomni hugs herself a bit and Jax straightens up.
“Well, let’s get to it,” he says.
“Really dripping with eros there,” Pomni mumbles, turning to her bedside table. She starts slipping her gloves off and then picks up the strap-on, feeling the silicone in her hand. “Take off your gloves.”
Jax’s eyes turn to pleased slits and he moves towards her with a stride that’s on thin ice of being too cartoonish for the mood they’re going for. Then he’s standing in front of her, slipping off his gloves and dropping them to the floor and extending his hand in a way that’s more attractive than it has any right being.
“Lemme see.”
[BEEP]
Pomni hands it over, trying to calm her nerves. She watches him examine it, turn it in his hand. Feel it. It makes her heartbeat stutter.
Jax finally turns a pleased smirk her way. “Gotta say, Pom, I’m really impressed! Knocked it right out of the park for little ol’ me.”
He taps the side of it against his cheek. “The design is so you. Your cute sparkly blue [BEEP].”
Oh god.
Pomni bows her face in her hands and sits down on her bed.
“Rrrrgh!!”
“You’re so short and cute,” Jax says. “When you get all red like that it makes you look like… I dunno, the red M&M.”
Pomni slowly lifts her face to look at him.
“… What?”
“Are you gonna [BEEP] me or not, Pomni, time is money.”
Jax comes over to sit next to her, crossing his legs casually and leaning his arms back on the bed.
“What’re you gonna do to me?”
Pomni is suddenly so overwhelmed she’s not sure if she can actually do this. She quickly turns to the bedside table.
“I— I got lube, too.” She hands him the sparkly bottle, looking at it rather than him.
“Wow, you really thought of everything,” Jax says, sounding genuinely surprised. Then he gives a pleased hum. “Nice going, Pompom. Really went ham with the glitter, though.”
“That was Caine,” she says. “He got fixated on the glitter, I think.”
“Oh, you got this from Caine did you?” Jax crows. “And how did that conversation go?”
Pomni scowls at him.
“Do you want me to sit here telling you horror stories all night or do you want me to [BEEP] you?”
That makes Jax’s grin widen. “Ooh, listen to you talking dirty.”
A glint of mischief comes to Jax’s eye and he brings the dildo close to Pomni’s face. “Lick it for me. Just once.”
“Wha—“
Pomni stares at the glittering blue nervously. It’s not like she hasn’t sucked him off before. But..
“The fact that it’s gonna go in you is kinda—“
“Hot, right?” Jax finishes for her. “Yeah, you’re gonna put this in me, Pomni, now lick it and imagine what it would feel like inside you.”
The thought makes Pomni’s thighs shaky.
“U-uh…” She glances away, then back at the sparkly silicone. “… Okay.”
Jax’s grin widens.
Pomni leans in and gets close to it. Then she closes her eyes because she has to. She drags her tongue along the very tip of the cock, both imagining that it’s Jax’s and trying to imagine what it would feel like in her pussy. Or her ass—
Her heart flutters.
She wants to make Jax feel that way
Pomni realizes she’s been slowly licking the cock she’s going to use, over and over.
“Wow, Pom, that’s really hot,” Jax teases, voice breathy. “I can’t wait to see how you use it.”
Pomni can’t help but open her eyes. She wants to see what kind of expression Jax is making.
He’s grinning, but it looks kind of stormy.
And then he leans in and slowly drags his tongue up the other side.
Pomni’s pussy tightens like it does when she’s just about to come and it makes her stomach twist pleasantly.
She realizes Jax has started to kiss his way around the cock, towards her mouth, stopping here and there to drag his tongue over it. The whole time he’s just staring at Pomni with an intensity she usually only sees in him when they’ve been fucking for a few hours.
tha-thump. Her heart beats hard.
“Jax—“
But he’s already there, kissing the side of her mouth, lips half on the silicone. Pomni shudders and can’t help but kiss back.
They make out around the cock for a while, breathing growing heavy.
And then Jax pulls the strapon out of the way and kisses her hard, moaning and threading his fingers into what little hair she has showing. He pushes her down onto the bed then rolls her on top of him.
“Take off my clothes,” he tells her. “Do it like you’re desperate for it.”
He’s just grinning away.
Pomni swallows and sits up, fumbling with the snaps on his overalls and getting agitated at the second one when it doesn’t come undone.
“Thaaat’s right,” Jax says with snarky glee. He sounds so turned on already. “That’s the energy we’re going for.”
Pomni feels so shaky. Her hands tremble as she gets his other strap undone and starts shimmying the overalls down and off him, crawling back. Jax watches her do the whole thing, crossing his arms behind his head like a jackass.
Pomni considers him.
Then she crawls back up his body and starts kissing him deeply.
Jax chuckles as he kisses her back, letting her lead it for once. The kiss breaks for a moment and he mouths at the side of her cheek. “You’re doing great. Could it be this is a secret kink of yours?”
He pretends to gasp.
“Wha— No!”
Then Pomni thinks about it.
Is it? Is that what’s putting her in such a tizzy?
“Oh gooood,” she says.
“That’s what I thought,” Jax says, pecking her cheek. “Kinky girl.”
Pomni squeezes her eyes shut, expression scrunching up as she tries to steel herself. Then she pushes herself up onto shaky arms.
“Hey, where are you going?” Jax complains, but Pomni slips out of his grasp.
”I have to put it on,” she tells him.
“Oh, right,” Jax says. “Well, hurry it up.”
Pomni rolls her eyes and starts fumbling with her jumpsuit, undoing the buttons and tugging it open. Jax ogles her shamelessly.
“You know what’s the cutest thing about your tits?” He asks.
Pomni doesn’t answer, pulling her clothes off and letting them drop onto the floor.
“They’re so perky.” Jax’s gaze moves down. “Do you know what I love the most about your [BEEP]?”
Pomni covers her pussy in defiance.
“Yeah, when you do that. That’s way cuter than what I was thinking.”
Pomni wants to scream. Instead she huffs and goes about putting on the strap on, stepping into it and…
“Wait, I forget how to do it.”
“We can figure it out,” Jax says optimistically, rolling onto his side to half help, half hinder.
Pomni slaps at his hand.
“Stoppit, I know what I’m doing!”
“No you don’t,” Jax says, pulling on a strap. It tightens and squeezes Pomni’s cheek so hard it lifts it a bit.
”Jax!”
“Cute. Would you let me fuck you in the [BEEP]?” Jax’s eyelids grow heavy.
“Not if you’re gonna act like this,” Pomni says, loosening the strap. “Now stop, stoppit, let me figure this out.”
“I thought you said you had it figured out.”
“Jax!!”
They bicker like this as Pomni gets the straps in order. Once she has it on she takes a step back from Jax, who swipes at her like he’s trying to grab her leg and keep her there.
But then he looks down between her legs, eyes tracing over the cock and she swears she sees them go hungry.
“Cool,” he says.
“… Cool, huh?” Pomni is a little doubtful, but she wiggles her hips a bit and does a little jazz hands towards it. “Tadaaah…”
Jax looks up at her, back at it, then back at her and busts out laughing.
“No, yeah, you should definitely be patting yourself on the back. You really deserve this win.”
Pomni scowls at him and she’s not even sure why.
“Yeah, well… get on your back.”
“Ooh la la, romance,” Jax teases, flopping back and putting his feet on the bed.
Pomni sits next to him and leans down to lightly kiss his forehead which oddly enough shuts Jax up long enough for her to say,
“I know there’s some sort of… prep that has to happen. But I’ve never really done anal, sooo…”
“It’s cool,” Jax says, waving his hand. “I’ll do it.”
Welp. Issue solved.
Pomni hands him the lube, chewing on her lip a little. She’s not sure how this will go.
“Okay, so the smart thing would be to do it with the glove on, right?” Jax says like he’s asking himself or maybe God. “Yeah, then take it off, then have sex.”
He puts one of his gloves back on and starts pouring lube into his palm. He gets it all over his fingers, grinning widely.
“Aww, it’s so glittery and cute. We’re gonna have the cutest sex that’s ever been had because you’re gonna be so embarrassed [BEEP]ing me with your sparkling [BEEP].”
Pomni is really starting to regret the glitter. She awkwardly says nothing and watches as Jax spreads his legs.
The sight is, frankly, mesmerizing. She watches him scootch back a bit so he’s half sitting up, slide his hand down between his legs and…
”Mmh—“ Jax makes a little sound as his fingers press between his cheeks, up against his hole. It feels dirty to even identify it as that.
“Ooh boy,” he says and it doesn’t exactly spark confidence.
But he’s done this, right?
Right…?
“Uhh, Jax?” Pomni asks, but he shushes her.
“Shh, I’m concentrating.”
Jax starts circling his hole with his fingertips and starting to press.
”I have to relax,” he says. “Like yoga.”
“Jax, have you ever done this before?”
Jax glances at her, then back down between his legs.
“Nah, I’m a virgin around these parts.”
Pomni goes very, very still.
“Wait, you’ve never been pegged before?”
“Not unless you count you pegging me as the best possible choice in the Circus,” Jax says with bullshit sincerity.
“Jax!” Pomni cries in alarm. “Why didn’t you tell me?!”
“What, you just assume because I want you to ram me in the [BEEP] I must be super experienced? Kind of crappy of you, Pomni, considering your lack of experience.”
Pomni leans forward, putting a hand on the bed. “No, I’m just afraid we’re gonna do something wrong and I’m gonna hurt you!”
“Well,” Jax says, sounding impatient. “We don’t exactly have Google on our side, now do we?”
Pomni opens her mouth to respond, but Jax interrupts,
“I’m not about to stop just because we don’t know what we’re doing! Now shut up, woman, and let me concentrate.”
Pomni’s mouth snaps shut.
For a while she just watches him again as he starts to press his finger inside. He’s breathing harder and she notes his cock is sliding out of its sheath. It’s sexy in a way that’s unique to Jax and she fights the urge to lean down and mouth at it.
“Ohh[BEEP],” Jax moans as he starts to slide his finger inside himself. Pomni’s eyes go wide at the sight. Jax’s expression turns down a bit, less in disapproval and more out of.. what is that?
He almost looks flustered for a moment, but then it passes and he laughs breathlessly.
“Oh wow, that feels weird.”
“Weird… bad?” Pomni frets.
Jax shakes his head, though. “Nah, just kinda…”
He presses his finger in further and his eyes roll a little. “Oh holy [BEEP], that’s kinda…”
“Kinda what?” Pomni presses, but Jax doesn't answer.
Instead his eyes fall closed and he starts to lightly, slowly fuck himself with his finger. He tenses up a bit, then shivers and relaxes again, pushing his finger up further.
”Don’t go too fast,” Pomni scolds.
Jax shakes his head again. “Nah, it’s… it’s good.”
He fixes a grin on his face and looks at Pomni with half-lidded eyes.
“You enjoying the show?”
Pomni glances back down at his finger pushing into himself and swallows hard. She gives a tiny, frantic little nod.
“That’s what I thought,” Jax says, then pushes his finger deeper. His head falls back and he moans, “Oh, yeah, I really like that actually…”
Could they have been doing this the whole time?
Pomni is alarmed at her own thought, but she can’t deny how into the sight of it she is. She watches like she’s hypnotized as he lightly fucks himself.
Then he starts pushing a second finger inside.
“Woah, be careful!”
What if he hurts himself?!
“Calm down,” Jax says, pushing his fingers a little deeper. “I’m suuuper relaxed. Don’t even worry about it, Pom—ni—“
His breath hitches and his body arches. It causes Pomni’s pussy to throb.
“… Did that feel good?” she asks.
Jax looks down at her breathing hard, cock all the way out and dripping onto his stomach.
“Yeah…” he breathes. “Yeah, it felt good.”
Pomni realizes she’s reaching forward with a shaky hand, scooting towards Jax. She wraps her fingers around his exposed cock and starts sliding them up and down him. He’s slick and hard and her fingers slide easily along his tapered dick.
He twitches in her hand.
“Ffu—“ Jax grits his teeth and she notes him pressing his fingers in again.
It must feel really good.
Pomni watches him fuck himself until it seems to come naturally, fingers pushing in and out of him at a slow but unrelenting pace.
Is that the pace he likes it at? Pomni supposes she’ll find out.
Jax finally slumps into the bed and takes off his glove, tossing it elsewhere. He looks up at Pomni.
“Alright, Pompom,” he says, wiggling his hips playfully, but Pomni thinks he looks a little dazed. ”I’m ready.”
“If you’re sure,” Pomni says doubtfully.
She gets onto the bed and picks up the lube, pouring some onto her bright blue cock. She starts to spread it all over. They really can’t use too much.
Pomni glances at Jax’s face, noting the anticipation in his eyes and also something else she can’t identify. It’s not that he looks nervous, but…
Pomni positions herself. She has to lean up to lightly kiss him, lingering. Jax bites her lip and lets it drag through his teeth. They make out slowly for a while, then Jax’s kisses grow a little frantic. He bites and mouths at her lips like he’s losing his patience.
“Pomniii,” he finally moans, grinding his cock against her stomach. “Come onnn, [BEEP] me already.”
“Okay, okay,” she murmurs, pulling back to see what she’s doing.
She lines the cock up with Jax’s hole as best she can.
“Does that feel right?” she asks.
Jax nods.
So she starts to push in.
Jax squeezes one eye shut, seeming to bear it alright. She pushes in a little further then stops, letting him catch his breath. Both of them are breathing so shallow, the only sound filling the room.
“Okay,” Jax says. “Try [BEEP]ing me a little.”
And here it is
Pomni steadies herself with her hands on the bed and starts to slowly pull out.
And then she presses the cock back inside Jax, getting about halfway before he tightens around her so much she can’t move.
”A—Ahh!” Jax cries out, head falling back as—
Cum gushes from the end of his slim cock, getting all over his stomach. It starts to drip down it.
Pomni is shocked. She stares down between them.
That was so fast. And there’s so much.
“Wow,” Pomni mumbles, then looks up at Jax. “That was—“
Jax’s expression looks almost stricken. He looks like he’s been caught in something. And his face is slowly becoming more flushed.
“U-uhh,” he says, looking nervously to the side then back at Pomni. “That was, uh, an accident.”
Pomni blinks at him. “An accident— but isn’t that the point? To get off?”
“Yeah, but,” Jax says, seeming to scramble a bit. “Not that fast.”
Pomni thinks it over. Then she smiles a bit.
“Maybe you’re just really into it. Maybe it’s your secret kink.”
Jax looks at her, aghast. Perhaps at her audacity in calling him out? “I told you it was an accident! Just-”
God he looks flustered. “Pretend that didn’t happen and we can keep going in a normal way.”
So he says. Jax even puts a hand to her hip in encouragement but she can feel the way he’s trembling.
“Okay… normal,” she says. “Right.”
Pomni starts to lightly push in again, fucking him so gently it can barely be considered fucking.
Jax’s thighs tremble around her and she’s so aware of it. She reaches up to slide a hand along his long and slender thigh reassuringly. But when she looks up at Jax’s expression, he looks conflicted.
“Everything okay?” Pomni starts to slow.
“No, don’t stop,” Jax says quickly.
So Pomni keeps lightly rocking her hips, gently pushing the cock inside of him over and over until his breath starts hitching and his body tenses up.
“Wait—“ Jax says. “Wait—!”
Pomni stops, but it’s too late.
“Ohh—“ Jax gasps, head falling back. His eyes go wide and then his body arches and he comes.
Cum pours out onto his stomach again and this time there’s even more. It slides down his side onto the bed, but it doesn’t matter because the bed will just reset tomorrow and thank God for that because cum just keeps spurting, getting all over him until he’s twitching dryly.
They both just stare down at how much there is.
”… Holy [BEEP],” Jax says hollowly.
Pomni is a little shaken, excited. “Do you want me to keep going…?”
Jax hesitates. Then, “Y-yeah.”
Pomni shifts her hips a bit. And then she starts fucking him again, a little harder this time. Steadier, deeper.
Jax gasps and his head falls back, eyes closing as he breathes hard through his teeth. Pomni eases the cock deeper until she’s almost all the way inside, fucking him shallowly. He seems to like it and she remembers what Gangle said, so she leans into it. Deeper. Harder.
“Oooh,” Jax groans, deep and disarmingly honest.
It sends a pang of heat straight to Pomni’s clit. Jax looks mortified, slapping a hand over his mouth.
“Wow, that’s intense,” Jax pants with strained humor, still covering his face.
Pomni’s heart flutters and she leans in. She considers slowing her pace, but ultimately doesn’t, instead choosing to tease him.
“Aw,” she says, pushing into him steadily. “Why are you hiding your face?”
Jax’s brow twitches but he still doesn’t move his hand. “I just feel like it- Ah!”
A gasp bursts from Jax as Pomni pushes in again and he moves to shield more of his face even as he grabs Pomni’s arm.
“Hoooly [BEEP],” he groans, and she can feel his cock twitching between them.
“What’s wrong, Jax,” Pomni can’t help but say. It’s so rare he’s the one being all embarrassed. “Is it too much? Do you want me to stop?”
“No-!” He gasps out way too fast, and Pomni knows he’s bothered about being so obvious.
Jax swallows thickly, gripping her arm and tugging on it. “Keep- going. Just don’t look at me.”
Like he’s in any position to be making demands like that.
Pomni becomes aware of a throbbing pulse between her legs. She’s wet, swollen.
“But I wanna look at you,” she says, thrusting into him. Their hips meet with a little slap and Jax gasps again. Pomni smiles, heart beating excitedly. ”Who knew you had this side to you.”
Jax breathes in sharply and for a moment she can’t tell if he’s offended or if he’s coming, thinking it might be a little of both.
“You’re delusional from the power rush, Po-” The words are cut off as Pomni thrusts into him and his voice falters into another moan. “Ohhh my god.”
His whole body is shaking, thighs tensed.
What kind of expression is he making?
Pomni gets an idea in her head and can’t get it out.
She pushes the cock inside him all the way then stops, just letting it rest inside him.
“Take your hand away from your face, Jax,” she encourages gently. Then a little more firmly, “I wanna see.”
Jax’s chest hitches and she can tell he’s getting tight around her. He lets out an uncharacteristic whimper followed by the sharp shake of his head. “Not fair!”
He’s right. It does give Pomni a rush. Is this what Jax feels like all the time bossing people around?
Pomni takes in the sight of him trembling, face flushed, hand hiding his expression. It makes her thighs shaky too.
And then she tells him, “I won’t move until you move your hand.”
Jax scoffs in disbelief. “You’re bluffing.”
“Oh,” Pomni says, falling into the rhythm of teasing him. “Guess I’ll pull out.”
She starts to pull her hips back.
“Wait!” Jax protests, his legs wrapping around Pomni to keep her close. For a moment he just breathes hard, and then he begins to lower his hand.
His face is completely flushed, ears drooping softly.
Their eyes meet for a moment and then Jax’s quickly avert. “There. Happy now, you little menace?”
Pomni gets caught up staring at his face.
He looks so flushed, so indignant, so embarrassed at his own reactions. But he’s still wanting her to do it. Jax is so stubborn. So cute.
It makes her want to fuck him
Pomni immediately pushes the cock all the way inside him.
Jax’s breath hitches sharply followed by a delayed, highkey moan as his eyes roll back before closing. His body arches up sharply, pressing down onto the cock and that has him whimpering.
Jax gasps and his arm comes up to cover his face as his hips continue to grind up in slow rocking motions. “Fffuu[EEEEP].”
Pomni is overwhelmed by an ache between her legs so strong it makes her whimper too. She falls to her elbows and clings to Jax’s arms, grinding into him with each little press of his hips onto her. Driving her deeper.
“That’s crazy, Jax,” she mumbles, fucking into him with shallow thrusts. She’s a little clumsy, but it’s becoming more natural. “Do you like this even more than putting it in?”
That’s really hot if true. Because she can tell how much Jax likes her pussy from how hungrily he eats her out. How hard he fucks her. And if he’s even more into this…
Pomni’s heart goes thud.
“What do you think, Jax? This or [BEEP]ing me?”
She pushes in all the way and starts grinding her hips in little circles.
Jax presses his arm harder against his face, teeth gritted like he’s in pain. But the sound he makes convinces her he’s not.
“Nnh—“
Jax turns his face away.
Pomni smiles, heart aching a bit. That’s so cute.
“That’s not an answer,” she says.
“Don’t,” he mutters, though he might as well be pouting by his tone.
“Don’t what?” Pomni’s smile grows.
”Don’t ask me that!” Jax reaches his other hand up to clutch at his face, hiding more of it.
“Do you have any idea how many times I’ve said that and you’ve ignored me?” Pomni chides.
Pomni realizes she’s dripping down to her thighs, and it would be more alarming if she wasn’t so focused on Jax.
She pushes herself up a bit and grinds hard into him, making him keen against his own fingers. Hot. She reaches down and her hand finds his cock, curling around it and starting to stroke slowly, focusing on the tip. It’s something that usually makes him cum.
Sure enough,
“Oh my god,” Jax gasps, humping his hips up against Pomni, fucking himself on the silicone until his body arches and— “Oh my god— Oh my god—“
Jax shakes his head over and over as his body convulses and he comes hard, another load of cum gushing over him.
He usually is insistent on cumming inside Pomni. Actually seeing how much there is has Pomni’s hand shaking around him.
She goes still, just watching Jax’s body getting wracked by the orgasm. Squirming. Grinding.
And then he falls limp against the bed, panting hard, covering his face with a little more desperation.
Pomni reaches up with the hand she just jerked him off with and grabs his arm.
“C’mon,” she says and gives it a tug. Jax lets her pull it away and half of his face becomes visible.
Jax’s mouth is pulled into an embarrassed grimace, eyes squeezed shut. But when they slowly open she sees the heat in them.
And she can tell he’s at her mercy.
Pomni’s breath flutters and she leans up to kiss his cheek.
“You okay, Jax?”
He groans, a little miserably. “I mean…”
His cock twitches again and he swallows hard. He looks so hazy. “Y-yeah.”
“Hey Jax,” Pomni says.
Jax looks at her suspiciously but still mumbles, “Yeah, Pom?”
Pomni nuzzles his cheek with her face lightly.
“Do you want me to go harder?”
That has Jax’s eyes widening, face flushing deeper. His mouth twists up over going against his natural instincts. But he caves. “Yeah.”
A giggle comes out of Pomni from deep in her chest. She makes her hips very still. Jax grinds on her like he can’t help it. “Is that all you can say now?”
Jax whines in protest then catches himself, cutting it off with a tsk. “What do you want me to say?”
“Hmmm,” Pomni thinks it over. Normally this would be flustering to say, but she finds it coming out anyway, “I want you to say, ‘Please [BEEP] me, Pompom.’”
Her heart flutters in anxiety over the words and she gets a thrill from it.
Oh and Jax looks so charmingly tongue-tied over that. His mouth moves into a little pout she wants to kiss, but she waits for him to speak. Because Pomni is certain he will.
His brow furrows as he finally meets Pomni’s eyes again, almost defiant. Jax’s hand slides to her hip, giving it a tug as he whispers, “I want you to [BEEP] me, Pompom.”
Ah
That’s so sweet.
And for a second Pomni thinks maybe this is more than just a relationship.
Like they’re really falling in love.
She swallows and braces herself, pulling almost all the way out and then rocking it back into him. She starts to fuck him harder than before, at a pace that soon has her panting, looking down at him with eyes that scan over what she can see of his face.
He looks like Pomni feels when he fucks her.
Pomni fucks into him harder then harder, body trembling. She starts trying a new angle, curving her hips a bit every time she pushes in. Is she getting his prostate? How does she tell?
“Woah,” Jax gasps, hips starting to jerk down, clumsy with desire. “A little more—“
Pomni obliges, shifting her hips so she can angle the cock. It takes a little finagling, but then he says—
“Ohhh [BEEP]…”
Jax gasps and then his body jerks hard as he comes between them again. Pomni can feel his cock twitching, getting cum all over both of their stomachs.
”Pomniiii,” he whines and it’s so fucking slutty it makes Pomni feel like she’s going to—
“Ah!! Jax—!”
Pomni squeezes her eyes shut as she grinds the cock into him, putting pressure on her clit and making her pussy squeeze around nothing like she’s trying to milk Jax’s cock. It’s so dirty and she gives a miserable moan.
“Oh Jax, I’m coming,” she sobs.
Jax’s legs wrap tighter around Pomni, squeezing to add extra pressure which sends an unexpected wave of pleasure that leaves her legs weak. Jax grinds up against the cock, into Pomni.
His breath hitches and he yanks Pomni down to kiss her frantically, breaking off to throw back his head and moan as he starts to come, too. The sounds he makes are so horny, petering off into heavy panting.
“Mmm, was it a good one?” Jax finally murmurs against her cheek, sounding dazed.
Considering Pomni’s legs feel like jello, the answer is a resounding, “Yeah.”
She nuzzles him, feeling a little shy.
“Hey Jax,” she says slowly, feeling out an idea. “You wanna try another position?”
Jax stares up at her, chest heaving. She expects him to drop his hands but one lingers over his mouth as he tries to talk like his whole body isn’t shaking. “Mmm, sure. What are you thinking?”
Pomni feels another rush of excitement.
Instead of answering she slowly pulls the cock out. Jax gives a sharp gasp and a shudder travels through his body. Jax looks pissed at his own reaction, but Pomni decides to give him a little break on hiding his face.
She gets Jax on his stomach then eases him up onto his knees so his face is in the pillow and his ass is up in the air—
“Pomni!” Jax’s voice is shaky. He looks back at her, cheek squished against the pillow. “Are you serious?”
Pomni stares at the flush on his face. “Yup.”
She shifts her hips, moving forward on her knees to get the cock lined up again. Will it be easier or harder to find the spot that made him come in this position?
”I’m pushing in,” she tells him, moving her hips forward.
She pushes it in slow and the whole way Jax keeps saying over and over,
“[BEEP], [BEEP], [BEEP]—“
It’s almost funny how far gone he is, but Pomni isn’t in the mood to laugh. She thrusts her hips once and Jax cries out, body jerking, and she wonders if he’s coming again.
She leans down and asks in a shaky voice, “Did you come…?”
A shiver runs along Jax’s back, making him twitch back against Pomni. He’s turned his head to muffle his moans against the pillow, reluctantly turning with his cheek against it again. “Are you just trying to brag now?”
But his tone is so far from his usual bossy bravado, trembling and low. Jax’s hips shift impatiently.
Pomni feels an intense fondness for him and leans down to kiss his back.
“I’ll make you do it again,” she promises in a low, intimate voice that makes Jax’s breath stutter.
Pomni starts to grind her hips, then rocks into him once, twice.
“H-how— does it feel okay?”
“Mmhm,” Jax groans, hiding his face away again. His body begins to rock back against her, hips grinding slowly every time the cock pushes all the way in. “Oooh, wow, that’s deep.”
There’s something so hungry and desperate in his voice it makes Pomni’s clit throb.
“You can-” Jax pants out. “You can go harder.”
Pomni takes a breath and starts to push the cock in rhythmically, searching as Jax shivers under her.
“Is it touching your— uh, your—that spot?” Pomni feels stupid for not saying it.
“Y-yeah,” Jax chokes out. “You’re touching it— you’re touching—nngh—!”
The sound he makes is almost awkward as his body starts to fuck itself harder onto her. He's definitely coming. Pomni reaches down shakily to catch the last of his cum in her palm. She’s not sure she can keep her balance, but she grabs his cock and starts stroking him in time with her thrusts.
Which come faster.
And faster.
“Oh god, Pomni,” Jax groans and turns his head a little to look at her hazily.
He’s drooling, she realizes.
He’s so slutty
“[BEEP] me, Pom,” he begs. “Pluhh— please…”
Pomni’s whole body jerks forward and she cries out, coming close to orgasm again. It fades slowly, leaving her a little shaken.
And then Jax grinds his hips back on her and the pressure sends Pomni over the edge, gasping and moaning as she fucks her hips forward as hard as she can, hands moving to grip at the bed.
Fucking him. Filling him.
That has Jax keening, gripping the pillow hard as he lets out a deep, “Oh-”
The moans start to string together, muffled as they build into a crescendo, “Oh- ooh- ooooh Pom-!”
Jax sobs, hips arching back hard against the strap-on before he goes still and trembles.
“Don’t stop,” he begs, voice slurring. “Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t st-ah!”
His body arches harder and he gasps deeply before collapsing into the mattress, a puddle of moans.
It’s the sexiest thing Pomni has ever seen.
She keeps fucking him, even after he gets all squirmy with overstimulation.
“P-Pomni,” he gasps. “Wai— wa—“
“Do you want me to stop?” Pomni asks as steadily as she can, fucking into him one more time before hilting inside him and grinding.
Jax sobs.
Not once, either. He sobs, then sobs again, then sobs again. His body jerks and he moans miserably,
“I can’t stop comi—“
[BEEP]
Pomni slides her fingers around his cock again and shudders when she realizes he’s right, he’s just twitching over and over and over.
Her pussy flutters with a little contraction, tightening once.
She starts jerking his cock slowly, tentatively as she grinds inside. She doesn’t want it to be painful, but Jax isn’t telling her to stop. He’s just sobbing and moaning and making all sorts of lewd sounds that would scandalize anyone walking by.
“P-Pom—“ Jax breaths are coming in little wheezes. He turns his head a little more to look at her miserably and she notes that not only is he drooling again, but there are tears in his eyes. “So— good—“
Oh god, is he okay?
Jax’s cock twitches again and some of the tears roll down his face.
The sight makes a shudder run through Pomni from head to toe.
“Ooh, Pom,” Jax groans, expression hazy. Like he’s not in his right mind. “I lo—“
Whatever he was about to say gets cut off as his cock twitches hard. Pomni runs shaky fingers over the tip of his cock, smearing them with hot cum. Her heart is beating so fast as she leans up to kiss his tear-stained cheek.
“Shh,” she says reassuringly. “I’ve got you.”
That has Jax whimpering, twitching hard again as he starts fucking himself sloppily between her hand and the cock until it has him collapsing against the mattress.
“Pom,” he groans deeply before shooting more cum against her fingers. Just how much does he have?
He should be spent. But if he’s not…
Pomni pulls out slowly, causing Jax to whimper. Then she gently rolls him so he’s on his side, then on his back.
Jax throws an arm over his face, breathing hard. His whole stomach is covered in cum, some on his chest, and it’s honestly really obscene.
But Pomni isn’t done.
Instead of trying to get him to pull his arm away she crawls on top of him and positions herself, shimmying her hips down slightly as she slides onto Jax, pussy tight and wet around his throbbing, overstimulated cock.
Jax gasps sharply, the sound turning to a groan as he instinctively reaches out to grip Pomni’s hips. “W-wait- Mm!.”
With him pulling Pomni down against his cock she can see his full expression at last, and Jax is such a panting, flustered mess looking up at Pomni like she hung the moon.
It triggers Pomni’s orgasm and she closes her eyes tight, whimpering as she swallows him completely with her pussy, squeezing tightly around him over and over with tight, pulling sucks that cause him to twitch so hard she can feel it.
Cum pours into her pussy and she sobs, arching her tits forward as Jax leans up to start sucking on them. He sobs against her skin, mouthing at her nipple and sucking and licking and they’re both just these absolute messes, coming and sucking on each other.
Pomni kisses lightly at Jax’s ear as her orgasm starts to fade, causing that to twitch too. It flicks against her mouth as if sensitive and she thinks maybe next time she’ll have to play with them, find out for real.
“Ooh,” Pomni moans as Jax twitches inside her one last time. He must be ready to be done. But…
Pomni murmurs into his ear in a low, sensual voice, “… think you can make more?”
She can hear Jax swallowing hard.
“It’s— really intense,” he says in a strained voice.
That doesn’t sound like a no to Pomni.
She starts rocking her hips on him, keeping him all the way inside and using her pussy to make him swell even more, to the point it must be at least a little painful. But he’s still not saying no.
Pomni starts to squeeze her pussy purposefully around him, bouncing ever so slightly on his cock to give him the vaguest sensation of fucking her. He starts to squirm again like she’s inside him.
“Pom— Pom, I’m gonna—“
Pomni flushes deeply. Something about this just feels dirtier and dirtier no matter what it is.
“You gonna come?” She encourages, moving her hips faster.
“Yyyyeah,” Jax moans, dragging his tongue over her nipple. Then his head falls back and he wipes uselessly at fresh tears. “I’m—“
Pomni hilts on him and squeezes.
“Oh [BEEP]!” Jax cries out, thighs shaking hard beneath her, hips bucking up sharply with overstimulation and she feels another squirt of cum inside her as he starts to sob from the intensity.
He finally reaches up and grips Pomni, whole body shifting around her and pulling them on their sides. Jax hugs her tightly, shaking and clutching her close as he rides out the orgasm.
“[BEEP],” Jax breathes out harshly, nuzzling his face hard against the top of Pomni’s head, hips humping weakly and making him twitch.
Pomni hugs him as tightly as she can, pussy squeezing weakly around him in one last orgasm before she goes completely limp. They pant hard, holding each other, and don’t move or talk for some time.
Pomni is the one to move first, shifting her hips off of Jax so he slips out of her, pussy throbbing around the cum that floods out of her. She makes a little sound, muffling it against Jax’s chest. She can feel the light press of the dildo against his body.
“Holy crap,” she sighs out, turning her head so she can talk. “That was so… that was amazing.”
She cracks an eye open, looking up at Jax as best she can. “You okay?”
Jax still looks like he’s recovering but peeks down at her then offers an easy grin, expression bordering on blissful. “Oh I’m great. That was amazing.”
He sighs with contentment, squeezing her so tightly for a moment she feels like something might pop off and then he relents. “You’re such a little angel, Pom.”
Then her head is suddenly yanked back, Jax tugging on her hat. “If you tell anyone how I reacted I’ll lock your head in a toy chest.”
And they’re back to this.
Pomni swats at his arm exhaustedly. “Oh my god, I’m not going to! Chill!”
“You better not.” Jax tugs on her hat a couple more times then leans down to kiss her face all over. He sounds turned on as he says against her mouth, “You’re sexy when you’re being bossy.”
“Hm.” Pomni kisses him back, thinking about it. She had been pretty bossy, but… “That’s nothing compared to what you do on the daily. You’d better watch out next time.”
“Ooh, is that a threat?” Jax sounds amused but also… hopeful, she thinks. “I look forward to seeing what you can do, pipsqueak.”
He nuzzles their foreheads together.
Pomni nuzzles back and they just lay there for a while until the pleasant afterglow gives way to the general feeling of being lowkey gross post-sex. They shower together, dry off, throw the sheets on the ground, and collapse back onto the bed.
Jax, funnily enough, almost immediately falls asleep. He must be worn out.
Pomni however stays up and thinks, traces shapes into Jax’s bare back. He keeps his arms tight around her even while sleeping, chin resting on her head. It’s sweet.
Snapshots from their sex play in her mind until she’s a little turned on again. She wraps her leg around Jax a little and grinds on his soft sheath a couple times, frustrated.
She really can’t wait for next time.
—
The whole gang is gathered together, listening in varying degrees to Kinger tell a story about his real life that has no one looking convinced it’s true. A story is a story though.
Only Jax isn’t listening at all, staring off hard into the distance and trying not to get too worked up remembering Pomni pegging him. It had been so good. Embarrassingly so. It’s in the running for hardest he’s ever gotten off.
Sometimes when he thinks of Pomni pushing in it makes his insides feel hot all over again. His eyes regain some focus, glancing to the side. She’s next to him on the couch, his arm draped lazily behind her, hand on one of her bells just out of sight of the others.
Pomni is so amazing and Jax is glad to have snatched her up from anyone more deserving.
He smiles, giving her hat a yank. Pomni’s head gets pulled back and suddenly she’s staring at the ceiling.
“Ow,” she says.
“You okay, Pomni?” Kinger asks and everyone looks over. No one seems to see, though.
“Yep,” Pomni says. “I’m good. Keep— keep telling your story.”
“Are you sure?” Kinger asks. ”Do you want to tell a story, Pomni?”
“Uhh, nope.” Jax doesn’t let go of her hat so she’s forced to continue to look up at the ceiling.
“Ooh, what about?” Kinger presses.
“I— wha?”
“No time for stories!” comes Caine’s voice, scaring the [BEEP] out of all of them as he materializes in the air with Bubble beside him. “It’s time for your next adventure, Food Fight Mania! Battle your way to victory while wasting valuable resources to your hearts’ content!”
There are mixed responses–Jax personally thrilled about this one–but ultimately they’re all herded towards the portal. As they’re starting to file through, Caine addresses Pomni.
“I just noticed I haven’t seen you wear your unicorn horn, Pomni!” Caine tells her. “Why’s that?”
“Uhhhh,” she says.
Jax blinks. Wait, unicorn horn…?
As Pomni starts to play with the pompoms on the front of her jumper and stammer and turn scarlet Jax is hit with a realization.
Is that how she’d gone about asking Caine?
Jax throws his head back and cackles, sliding his arm around Pomni’s neck and yanking her closer. She makes a choking sound but she’s fine. “Don’t worry, I’ve seen her wear it and she was having a great time.”
“Oh good! I’m glad you’re enjoying it!” Caine says cheerfully, resting his hands on his hips. “Now off you go!”
Jax continues to snicker, dragging Pomni along pressed to his side and not being able to help that it feels right having her there.
”She was making a [BEEP],” Bubble says as they pass through the portal. Then, as if to drive it home, “She was making a [BEEP], boss.”
“You misheard her,” Caine says. “She definitely said ‘unicorn horn.’”
The portal blips to nothing behind them and Jax tugs Pomni forward.
“Come on, Pom,” he says. “Let’s throw food at each other.”
“I don’t want to,” Pomni says.
“Bananas,” Jax says. “Carrots. Eggplants.”
Pomni’s expression wrinkles and Jax tries to think of more phallic foods.
“Hot dogs.”
“Jax, will you knock it off?” Pomni sighs.
His grin widens. She’s just too cute not to mess with. “Unicorn horns?”
“That’s not a foo— Oh, forget it.”
Pomni tugs her hand away and fixes him with a disapproving look. Then she glances over at the others as if checking to see if they’re looking.
As she passes him she reaches over and gives his ass a little squeeze before pulling her hand away and hurrying off towards what looks to be some sort of giant feast.
Jax’s eyebrows shoot up and then he smirks. Finally, someone who knows how to have a little fun. He bounds after Pomni, laughing with his whole chest.
It is a little strange, Jax thinks, that he’s just as excited to spend time with Pomni now as he is thinking about what raunchy things they’ll do when they get back. It has his heart pounding either way.
He thinks he might love her.