Jaxon Holloway.

”Monsters don’t get to live happily ever after, @ExquisitePoem.” |Psychopath|

[Jaxon Holloway. @MonsterousYouth]

”Born free... off all that’s human.”

Jaxon Holloway
21 years of age
Psychopath

RP — OC

[Jaxon Holloway. @MonsterousYouth]

@ExquisitePoem — cheek, tilting her face down so he could kiss her more easily. When he broke away, he didn’t go far, brushing the side of his nose ever so gently over her own. “I promise you right now, little one, that I’ll be careful with you. Until I know you’re ready. Then... you’ll see.”

[Jaxon Holloway. @MonsterousYouth]

@ExquisitePoem “The most beautiful thing I’ve ever laid eyes on in my life.” He murmurs against her lips, letting his eyes fall closed as she kissed him back. He hummed softly in content as she moved to straddle his waist, one of his hands moving to grasp her thigh. The other cupped her —

[Jaxon Holloway. @MonsterousYouth]

@ExquisitePoem — begged me to? That’s... all I’ve ever wanted.” He tilts his head up then, kissing her much softer than he had earlier, though it wasn’t any less intense; sincere. He couldn’t remember the last time he had wanted anything so badly.

[Jaxon Holloway. @MonsterousYouth]

@ExquisitePoem “Of course.” He says softly, resting his cheek against her shoulder so he could still gaze up into her eyes. She really did have the most beautiful eyes. “Why wouldn’t I want to tie a beautiful girl up if she asked me to? Why wouldn’t I want to beat her until she cries if she —

[Jaxon Holloway. @MonsterousYouth]

@ExquisitePoem — you, my dear. I actually found it to be... wonderful, really. And it only made me want to go after you that much more. Once I knew... I couldn’t stop thinking about you.”

[Jaxon Holloway. @MonsterousYouth]

@ExquisitePoem He reached over then with his other hand to snatch the glass away from her grasp, setting it down on the coffee table in front of them. Then he pressed his face into her hair, kissing the top of her head as he continued to lightly rub her back. “I could never think that about —

[Jaxon Holloway. @MonsterousYouth]

@ExquisitePoem — yet. We’re going to change that though... would you like that?”

[Jaxon Holloway. @MonsterousYouth]

@ExquisitePoem — you know why I can’t let go with you yet. I know about your profile... I’ve seen what you share; what you want someone to do to you.” He leans forward then, pressing his lips against her jaw. “And I want give you what you want, but I know that you don’t have the experience —

[Jaxon Holloway. @MonsterousYouth]

@ExquisitePoem — murmured to her, “I want to do so many things with you right now, little girl. But you need to do some work first. I don’t want to hurt you. That’s why I had to stop.”

[Jaxon Holloway. @MonsterousYouth]

@ExquisitePoem — so far to come.

When she came back into the living room with water, he offered her a small smile, sliding one of his strong arms around her waist to pull her down into his lap. Gently, he kissed her neck, letting his eyes fall closed as he breathed in her scent. Softly, he —

[Jaxon Holloway. @MonsterousYouth]

@ExquisitePoem — “Uh, hey, do you want to go lay down? That would be better for... well, this. Easier for you to relax.” He coughed awkwardly then, hoping to whatever god there was that she wouldn’t run out the door after that.

[Jaxon Holloway. @MonsterousYouth]

@ExquisitePoem — the basics before he started with this.

Suddenly, he broke away from her, sitting back down on the couch. He was all but breathless, his eyes as dark as they had ever been. He needed to be careful with her. After all, she was special. He didn’t want to scare her away. —

[Jaxon Holloway. @MonsterousYouth]

@ExquisitePoem — His eyes flicker over her face, falling on her lips after a moment. Then he was on her; kissing her roughly, letting his excitement get the better of him in the moment.

[Jaxon Holloway. @MonsterousYouth]

@ExquisitePoem — excitement trickling through his body. He had her right where he wanted her now; alone with him, where he could do whatever he wanted.

“When do you have work again?” He asks, glancing at the clock after she answered. “Good. We have time then.” He mutters, mostly to himself. —