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Jax stood in silence, the kaleidoscope of shapes and colors swirled around him. The bright colors were melting, dripping off every wall of the minimal space. All colors drained beneath his feet. Jax lifted a foot, instead of an expected mental drain hole, it was an eye looking right at him. Everything absorbed swam in its pupil, which reflected Jax's face.
He jolted backwards, arms flailing in a desperate attempt at balance. The room now drained of color, he was surrounded by nothing but black. The abstracted eye on the floor was the only source of light. Jax bounced off the wall, falling to his knees. Even so, he bounced back to his feet as if inside an inflatable. His breathing raced as he finally stood still.
An arm pierced out of the eye, smacking its palm onto the ground with a wet, disgusting noise. Then another arm reached out. A figure, an amalgamation of all, was pulling itself out. It was crawling. It was searching. Its finger cracked as it pointed at Jax.
“ɘɈɒꟻ moɿꟻ nυЯ ɈoИ oꓷ”, it spoke as one, but its voice echoed the sounds of many: men, women, and that which cannot yet be recognized. The figure crouched forward a bit as it tilted its head. Puddles of vibrant colors were abandoned with each step forward it took. “ɘnO γnnυꟻ ɘʜT ɈƨυႱ ɘɿ'υoY”.
Jax gripped his overalls as he backed up, “Stay away!”
The figure contorted, its torso spinning before taking on the distorted and melting shape of Kaufmo, “ᵷuᴉɥᵷnɐꓶ dǝǝꓘ”, it spoke in a femine voice.
“Stop”.
The figure spun again, this time taking on the shape of Ribbit. Its hands reached out, holding Jax's cheeks as it spoke in a male voice, “no⅄ oꓕ ǝʞoſ Ɐ sɐM I”
Jax tried to pry the hands off his face, but they were stuck. No… it was absorbing him. He fell to his knees, watching his purple color slowly being taken from him. But his breathing felt… lighter. The figure, despite the fear it ignited, almost seemed to be glowing.
This time, only the head spun. It was Pomni. It was the figure, the outline, but again, it just wasn't quite her. The blur and red color held only for a moment before melting again. Jax's hands cupped her face in panic as if to try and prevent the inevitable.
The figure spoke, this time with precise accuracy of Pomni's voice despite the unsteady shaking. “AM I NEXT?”, it spoke tearfully.
Jax shook his head, his hands trying to sculpt her dripping figure back into form, “No… no”, Jax cried out, “This isn't real, stop!”
Jax's hand began to be absorbed next. His arm felt like it was being sucked in. And yet the warmth felt almost comforting. It was a confusing, terrifying dichotomy. A green hand smashed out from the center of Pomni's face. It gripped his arm.
“NO, NOT YET”, he screamed in panic.
The tips of the green fingers dug into his purple skin. Black goop filled with abstracted eyes began to seep out from his wounds.
“Not yet”, the echoed voice repeated.
****
Jax rose from his bed, gasping for air. His arms reached out in front of him for a moment. He sat there, quiet and still as possible to regain his composure. His breathing was slowly returning to a steady pace. He lifted his gloved hands to examine them. There was nothing amiss. He threw the quilted blanket off himself, turning to place his feet onto the cold ground. Elbows on his knees, he rested his face within his palms.
The room is not only dark but also somehow freezing. With only one person left to keep it warm, it has since remained so unbearably cold.
“I hate it here”, he mumbled.
His eyes peeked to his right, the digital clock showing 5 am. Not quite time for adventures yet. Although it's still unclear exactly how accurate these clocks even are, they at least provide a grounding guidance to keep a sense of realness- a fleeting feeling of humanity; the inevitable passage of time.
***
Jax quietly closed his door, walking across the hall to Pomni’s room. He raised his hand as if to knock, but hesitated. It's been several weeks since Jax and Pomni exchanged “I love you” but they remained in this awkward sense of suspension. The filter is still on, so they can't be sexually intimate. But also… What exactly does that mean in the circus? Love? How foolish.
Jax lowered his arm, turning around as if to go back to his room. But he stopped in his tracks. He sighed, shaking his head in confliction. He turned to return to Pomni's door. He gripped the knob and slowly turned it. His ears pushed through the gap as he peeked his head inside. He could see Pomni, snuggled in her blanket, fast asleep. He quietly closed the door behind him. Tip-toeing, he sat on his knees beside the bed.
“You're snoring, idiot”, he spoke softly to test if she was awake. She didn't respond.
He placed his hand on her cheek, and his thumb rubbed just below her eye, but suddenly he remembered his nightmare. He snatched his hand away quickly.
“We're idiots”, he grumbled defeatedly below his breath.
Jax stood, carefully stepping onto her bed and crawling into the space behind her. He gently lifted the blanket, welcoming himself into the covers. Ensuring not to wake her, he began to pet the back of her hair. After some time, his hand slid down. His arm wrapped around her in an embrace as he pressed his head against her back. He's too tall, the position is a bit uncomfortable, but he endured.
“It's warmer here… with you”, his voice trailed off as he fell back to sleep.
Jax slowly opened his eyes to the feeling of his arm being heavy and pinched. He turned his head to see Pomni still lying beside him. Her head was resting on his right arm, her back facing him. He considered moving but his left arm was still wrapped around her. His fingers felt… wet? She sounded like she was breathing strangely. He paused to listen curiously. He could see her body ever so slightly rocking.
He lifted his head, careful not to alert her, and he saw it. Pomni's hands were rubbing vigorously between her legs. The circus filter was still on, and thus so too were her clothes. It didn't stop her. She was holding her breath as much as possible.
“Come on”, she whispered, “...Please…”
She couldn't climax. The feeling would bubble up inside. Her entire body would flutter from the touch, from the thought, but just as the wave attempts to strike the sea- the feeling stops. A continuous, forced edge. Pomni carefully repositioned herself, turning around and trying not to wake Jax.
She curled up on her knees beneath the blanket with her hands between her legs and her forehead planted into a pillow. She tried her best, but no amount of rubbing could satisfy her. Jax's right arm, which she had been lying on, was in front of her. She grabbed his gloved hand and placed it on her cheek. His hand is so large, so warm. She bit his glove out of frustration. She wanted his touch, the direct feeling of his hands. Out of breath and tear-eyed, Pomni lay back down onto her side.
Upon settling back into a sleeping position, Pomni was met face-to-face with Jax. He was fully awake and staring right at her with focused, dilated eyes. Pomni took a sharp intake of breath. She tried to scoot backwards towards the edge of the bed, but Jax pulled her back into him.
Jax grinned at her, “Well… good morning?”
Pomni looked down in embarrassment.
“Hey, don't let me stop ‘ya”, he laughed, “Where'd that dedication go, that passion? Hm?”
He pulled his right arm out from under his head and rested his chin on his palm. This gave him the stability he needed to pet her cheek with his other hand. “So you like when I do this?”
Pomni's expression clenched, “No”, she lied.
Jax snickered. He removed his hand and pointed between her legs. “Do it”, he said in a deep, stern voice.
Pomni turned over onto her back. She spread her legs just enough to display herself and began to rub through her clothes again without much of a fight. Jax watched the way her fingers pressed against her shorts. He studied her movements with an intense stare. At times she tightly gripped herself through the clothes, other times she would rub aggressively. She tried to position her fingers for insertion, but they only pressed against her. Pomni scooted into Jax's chest, pressing her forehead against him. Jax continued to pet her head affectionately.
“You like it rough”, he observed as he watched her hands.
Pomni didn't reply, focused on that desperate yearning for release as she nuzzled her face into his chest.
“Do you feel good?”, he asked.
“No”, she replied immediately, “I can't… finish…”
“Skill issue”, he taunted. Pomni glared at him, and he immediately folded, “Relax, relax, I'm joking. We're in the same boat here”.
Pomni stopped her rubbing, lifting her hands to her chest with fatigue, “It's useless”.
Jax grabbed one of her hands, bringing it to his mouth and licking it. He wished he could taste the remnants of her through the gloves. Her fingers would be so wet right now. If only he could taste it. He kissed the tip of each finger as she watched. “Be patient”, he reassured.
“Are you being patient?”, she questioned.
“No”, Jax replied honestly, squeezing her hand as he bit down on her gloved fingers. A bit of revenge. “I want to hear you screaming my name when I make you cry”.
Pomni slipped out of his grip. She slid under the blankets, reaching around, crawling on top of him. It surprised him for a moment, but Jax didn't resist. He let her push him onto his back. She shifted lower, just enough for Jax's leg to rest perfectly between her legs. Hands on his chest, she began to grind her precious area on his upper thigh. Jax lifted his leg just a bit to let it press harder against her.
It had been weeks of this. They had tasted that forbidden fruit and now starved for more. Since Caine turned off the filters, the closest form of intimacy they could have was kissing and dry humping. Their sexual routine had turned into a daily, intense, edging fight. In some ways, however, the lack of sex meant they were forced to find other ways to be closer.
“You're such a bad girl, Pomni”, he teased.
Her breathing rose. It felt like her body was going to catch fire. “I hate you. You make me… want to be dirty”, she announced. There was a tone of building irritation in her words. “It hurts…”
Jax gripped her shorts. Her pants were so poofy, but if you pressed hard enough, you could feel her ass hidden just beneath those clothes.
“You're going to need punished soon”, he warned.
He squeezed her ass as she mindlessly rode his leg. Each time she grinded forward, her knee would press and poke between Jax's legs. It was unintentional, but such a cruel temptation. He couldn't get hard, but the feeling was still inside, locked away.
“What else do you want?” he asked.
Pomni considered her words carefully to avoid the filtering. “I want you inside me”.
Hands on her ass, he slid them lower to that sensitive area, “In here?” He asked, “I'll give you what you want”.
“I want that warmth of your… ngh”, her hips slowed their pace as she began to lean into him.
“Maybe if you ask nicely”, he grinned.
She finally leaned in close enough to kiss. Their mouths intertwined, sloppy and wet with saliva. He removed his hands from her ass so he could hold her face as they kissed. When they both came up for air, Jax waited for her to lean in. When she did, he leaned back from her.
Her expression pouted, “Don't be a jerk”.
He laughed playfully, “Ask for it”, he said. He rubbed his thumbs below her eyes, admiring the gaze that looked right at him. It wasn't like his nightmare. Red and blue; those eyes were clear and glimmering. Eyes so full of life and affection.
“I love you”, she spoke softly, almost too quiet to hear, “Kiss me…”
Jax turned his head to his side with embarrassment, clicking his tongue, “Tch, that's not fair”.
Pomni leaned in, kissing the corner of his lips until he finally turned his head back to her. They continued, their tongues danced together in the warmth of their mouths. The heat was spreading. Their hands kept exploring each other's bodies. Gripping their clothes, pulling the fabric, hoping something could be removed. Pomni finally pulled back, spit dripping from their mouths. She licked her lips clean. They both took the moment to regain their breath.
“I want you in here”, she smiled.
Jax raised a brow in confusion.
Pomni pressed her fingers under her chin. She let it slide against her skin, gliding down her throat and stopping when it hit her chest. “I want you here, Jax”, she spoke with a lustful confidence, “I want you all the waaaay to the base… down to here, until my face changes colors”.
“Wh-What”, Jax replied, uncertain how to respond.
Pomni guided Jax's fingers into her mouth. So this is why she's been orally fixated on his fingers, he realized. His thigh still pressed between her legs, she held his wrist with both hands as her head bobbed back and forth. His fingers pressed in as far as they could go into her mouth. A sloppy wet moan was released each time they went deeper.
Jax's eyes went wide. His mind raced, trying to think of the words that won't get censored. Is she being serious, or a teasing brat trying to fire him up? His cock might be too big for that. Maybe the lust is clouding their judgments. Rough sex is fun and exciting, but you also need to acknowledge limits. Everyone has their…
Images of characters long since passed flashed in his mind.
No.
No… don't think about them. Stay focused on what's in front of you, Jax. Stay focused on her. His mind continued in thought.
Everyone has a limit.
“That's a painful joke, Pom”, he replied thoughtfully.
Pomni pulled his hand out of her mouth. She pressed herself close to him, her head beside his as she caressed his cheek. A seductive whispered voice sweetly spoke to him, “And I adore when you're funny, Jax”.
He suddenly went stiff.
***
Jax slammed open the door. His feet could be heard stomping all the way down the hall. He made his way to the living room, where Ragatha and Zooble were sitting together.
“Jax, are you okay?”, asked Ragatha with concern.
Jax immediately turned away, ignoring her. He cupped his hands and yelled, “CAAAIIINEEEEEE”.
Pomni entered awkwardly behind him, finding a seat beside Ragatha, who scoffed at Jax.
Zooble leaned forward, “What's up with him?”
Pomni kicked her feet while sitting and shrugged shyly, “Um… m-motivation?”
His voice boomed loudly with impatience, “CAINEEEEE. TURN. THE. FILTERS. OFF!”, he spoke through his clenched smile.
“Oh”, Zooble nodded in acknowledgement, “I get it”.
“A-Am I missing something?”, asked Ragatha with confusion.
Caine popped into frame, sitting on Bubble with legs crossed, “Good morning, my little rampaging rabbit! It's not even adventure time yet!”
Jax took a deep breath and released it, regaining his composure. He placed his hands on his hips and smiled, “Turn. It. off”.
“Turn what off?”, asked Caine.
“The filters. Turn them off again”.
“Hmmmm”, Caine tapped a finger on his chin, “No!”
Jax's hand clenched as he raised it, “I'm gonna-”
Zooble sat back on the couch, crossing their legs, “Hey Caine, if you turn the filters back off, I'll go on… ugh… more adventures.”
Caine's eyes sparkled, he clapped his hands together and leaned to the side cutely, “Oh Zooble, you really meant it?”
Zooble waved their hand lazily, “Yeah, sure”, they lied.
“Oh Zooble I-”, Caine gathered himself, shaking his head, “No! I'm the Ringmaster around here! I have decided the filters stay off, and… I'm a man of my word! From now on we-”
Step. Step. Step.
The room was silent as a brown wooden NPC doll with a thin headband hat came walking from across the room. It started at quite a distance, so there was a long period of time of just… waiting.
“W-Who are you?”, asked Caine.
“I'm Super Visor”, the NPC tapped at their hat, “The committee has been made aware of your insubordination”.
“My wha-”
“If the filters are not turned back off as previously decided, we will be forced to system restart”, continued the NPC.
Caine's eyes moved side to side nervously. He pulled at his collar and released a loud, comical gulping sound.
“I um don't really think th-that's necessary, but-”, Caine stuttered.
The NPC did not respond further. It simply walked away again.
“Was that an admin?”, asked Pomni with confusion as she turned to watch the NPC leaving.
Zooble squinted with annoyance, “Why does everything have to be a pun?”
“At least it wasn't an Impro Visor”, Ragatha chuckled timidly.
Jax scoffed at her, “Don't do that. Puns are my thing”.
“They're Caine's thing!”, she snapped back at him.
Jax slapped his hand against his chest, “I'm the FUNNY ONE around her, dollface!”
“Oohh, now that's hilarious because I can't seem to find my laughter!” Ragatha snapped back at him.
Pomni turned to Zooble, and they shared a mutual shrug. Caine crossed his arms in a pouting motion, straightening his legs together in the air, “Okay. Fine! When my All Seeing Eyes do not see you, the filters will be off. The…standard privacy expectations". Caine sighed as he snapped his fingers.
“That was easy”, spoke Zooble with squinting distrust.
Pomni suddenly felt her face turn hot. Slowly, she turned her head to look at Jax. He was already looking at her. His eyes squinted with a mischievous, taunting energy. Pomni turned away quickly. Her fists tightened in her lap, her legs squeezed together. How long had it been? There was a feeling of both anticipation, and nervousness.
“Anyways, today's adventure is Cookie Cutter Cowabonga!”
Pomni waved her hand in confusion, “W-Wait, I don't really want to go on an adventure right n-”
Caine pointed at her, “Don't care!”, with a snap of his fingers Gangle and Kinger were pulled into the room. They both held circular red and yellow pieces of a board game.
“Oh, hi Caine”, Kinger cheerfully spoke.
“Does this mean I lose?”, asked Gangle sadly, “I always lose…”
“Your adventure for today,” continued Caine, “Is to create the best Gingerbread Cookie! Gather your ingredients carefully, or you just might lose your lives!”
“I really don't wanna-”, before Zooble could finish their sentence, everyone was given a white apron and a checklist. There was a collective sigh.
“Bake 3 cookies successfully and you win! The adventure doesn't end until someone wins.”, Caine tapped the top of Bubble’s head, and it spat out sprinkles. “What? No, Bubble I wanted-”
“What's the catch?”, asked Gangle, “Th-That sounds too easy.”
“Gangle, No! Why would you say that?”, argued Zooble.
“Huh? Oh! Right… Sorry”, she giggled.
“Each failed cookie will come to life and attempt to cook you instead!” Caine replied happily.
Ragatha scratched her head, “Like… in the oven? That sounds a bit intense”.
“Go away now!”, Caine announced as a fractal-noise portal emerged. Everyone walked inside, and on the other side, they walked out into a large Christmas-themed kitchen.
Upon closer inspection, they're in a large house-type building. However, there are multiple kitchen rooms, with a singular living room space at the center connecting them all. The backyard windows of each room show only an empty snow field for miles. Although the front door works, it's only a small strip mall with item stores for ingredients, weapons, and outfits.
Since it wasn't clarified if this was a single or pair adventure, naturally, everyone paired up and chose their own kitchen room. Pomni walked into the beautiful white kitchen, decorated in red decor. She looked at the list in her hand and scowled.
“2 cups sprinkles… 1 acorn… 3 orange slices… 4 ounces of… reindeer dust?”, Pomni scoffed, “What are these ingredients?”
As Pomni opened the fridge, Jax pressed his hand against the door and closed it. He bent forward, resting his chin on the top of her hat as he cupped her breasts in calm silence.
“Jax…?” Pomni asked in monotone.
“Hm?”, his hands continued to fondle her.
“These rooms don't have doors”.
“Okay”, he replied simply. His fingers searched her chest until discovering those hard bumps beneath her clothes. He smiled, pinching her nipples, “Found them”.
Pomni placed her hands on his, looking towards the door, “Jax stop… not here”.
He released her nipples, moving his hands slowly down her stomach, “Oh, here instead?”
“Th-that's not what I-”, Pomni placed a hand on the fridge to steady herself. Jax's fingers rubbed her between her legs. His hands had snuck themselves inside her shorts. It's been so long since this feeling.
“You're wet”, he announced as he raised his hand to show her, “I haven't even fucked you yet”.
A loud explosion in the distance shook the building. Jax held onto Pomni's shoulders. The pair looked at the doorway where Kinger was running back and forth. Suddenly, he stopped and waved, “You two don't happen to have a chainsaw by chance?”
Pomni and Jax stared at him in confusion. Despite their suggestive position, Kinger didn't question it. Jax shook his head, “I… don't think so?”
“Well, I appreciate the help nonetheless”, Kinger retorted as he scurried away. A large, extremely tall, Gingerbread Cookie followed closely behind him. There was a distant scream that sounded like Ragatha.
Pomni took the opportunity to shake Jax off her, continuing to gather what ingredients she could around the kitchen. Jax followed her around like a little duckling. Each time she paused, he took the moment to try to touch and grope her, or to bend down and kiss her. Each time she slyly slithered from his grasp.
“What's your problem!?” he finally asked, arms crossed.
Pomni sat on the stool at the kitchen island. She carefully placed ingredients into the bowl, not looking at him, “What's your problem?”
“I wanna fuck you”, he said bluntly.
Pomni rubbed her forehead in frustration, pointing in front of her, “Jax… as I said, there's no door.”
He shrugged, “They can watch”.
“You're too impatient”.
He clicked his tongue, “Says the one dry humping me this morning”.
Pomni's face turned red as she looked up at him in embarrassment. “Jax!”
He sighed in defeat and dramatically slouched as he took a seat beside her. “Whatever… What are we doing?”
Pomni stared for a moment in shock. Was he offering to help? In the past, he would put up an attitude or be annoying until he got his way. But right now he's… compromising. Perhaps the filter gap really was a good thing. No… is he letting his guard down?
Pomni smiled, passing him a bowl, “Help me stir these”.
He grimaced, “They look disgusting”.
She nodded in agreement, “I wonder if Caine actually understands the process of cooking”.
Another explosion shakes the building, and this time the pair watch as Gangle runs by the room, crying while being chased by a pack of tiny Gingerbread cookies. The tips of her ribbons were in flames.
“You know what, I kinda like not having a door”, Jax snickered.
“We might actually win this adventure, giggles Pomni as she swipes a finger of the cookie batter and takes a taste. As expected, it's terrible.
Jax watched her face change with emotion. Her face is always so honest, unlike his, but as expected- seeing her smile makes the room feel warmest. He bent forward, kissing her cheek. Midway, however, he lost his confidence. When his lips met her cheek, he changed from a gentle kiss to biting.
“Ow!”, Pomni leaned away and rubbed her cheek, “Why?!”
Jax didn't respond. While wearing his fake smile, he continued to stir the bowl.
Pomni glanced over at him, first focused on his stirring, but then noticed the bulge in his pants. He was holding back. I mean, it had been weeks since they had sex. But they shouldn't do it here, they should have patience and wait. They should…
Jax turned to look at her, “Why are you staring at me? It's grossing me out”.
“Shut up”, she snapped back. She shuffled out of her chair, lifting his left arm and fidgeting her way onto his lap.
“Heh, I guess I'm just irresistible, aren't i-”
“I said shut up”.
Pomni held the edge of the marble table as she began to grind her hips. She could finally feel it. His cock inside his overalls was pressing against her. She needs to hold back. Don't be swayed by that jerk. But… it was so long… so thick. She closed her eyes, leaning her head back. She tried to imagine all the things she wanted him to do to her.
“Pomniiiii”, Jax cooed softly from behind her. He leaned in close to ensure nobody else could hear him, “You told me to hold back. If you keep teasing me like this… I'm going to slam your face against this damn table, and fuck you on display for everyone”.
Pomni opened her eyes, stopping her grinding. He spoke calmly, but he sounded pretty upset. Her lust was leading her mind, tempting her. She was playing a dangerous game.
“Do you understand me?” he questioned.
Pomni nodded slowly, but she didn't get off him. Instead, she leaned forward and slightly slid her shorts off to expose herself. The lips of her pussy were moist and so beautifully pink. She turned to look back at him, a blushing expression on her face, “Just… be quiet, okay?”
He immediately raised his hand and spanked her ass. Pomni gasped, placing a hand to her mouth and looking out the door. Nobody had noticed the sounds, thank goodness. That asshole! Immediately doing the opposite. Pomni could feel his fingers exploring her. His ungloved hand slid against the lips of her pussy before entering.
One by one, his fingers pressed inside her. He needed to ensure she was ready. But also, it's fun to watch her squirm. She was so deliciously juicy that her pussy dripped all over his lap. Pomni held onto the edge of the counter, doing her best to keep her voice under control. She even began to move her hips, as if riding his fingers. She wanted it badly. She wanted it deeper. If only he would just shove it inside her, but she dared not ask.
Suddenly, Gangle and Zooble entered the kitchen. Pomni straightened her posture. She grabbed a spoon and pretended to stir the cookie mix.
“H-Hi Zooble, Hi Gangle”, she greeted.
“Hi Pomni”, replied Gangle tearfully, “We might have… destroyed our kitchen”.
“It's okay Gangle”, reassured Zooble, “Caine didn't specify. Nobody's been able to figure this out themselves, we think this is a group adventure”.
Jax rested his chin on his right hand, his other hand hidden out of view as he continued to finger her. “And why our kitchen?”, he asked with annoyance, “Get out”.
Zooble squinted, “There's 6 rooms. Kinger's blown 2 rooms, we've blown 2 rooms. Kinger and Ragatha are in the last room which will surely explode soon. That means there's only yours left”.
“Beggers really should say ‘please’, don't you think?”, Jax scolded.
Pomni glared back at him, “Be nice!”
Jax squinted at her. He removed his hand from her pussy and wrapped his arms around her as if to hug her. It was a ploy. He pushed her down onto his lap, and his cock slid inside her.
“I'll be nice”, he declared with deceitful docility.
Pomni gasped as she felt him enter. When did he even pull his cock out of his overalls? She should get up and stop this, but his shape was so familiar. She felt complete with her insides wrapped around his girth. Mixed thoughts swirled in her mind.
“J-Jax?”, Pomni stuttered.
He peeked at her, “Like you said, we'll just be quiet”, he assured. Jax looked back at Zooble, “Do what you want”.
Zooble shook their hand at him, “I don't need your permission”. Gangle and Zooble continued to gather ingredients to make a new cookie batter. They hadn't yet noticed that just out of view, a disgusting sight was to behold.
Pomni focused on her breathing. She can't moan, not now, but she wants to move. He's finally inside her, and she can't even ride him!
Jax leans forward, his ungloved hands caressing down her arms. He guided her hands onto the kitchen utensils, “Keep stirring”, he directed her, “We're making cookies… and milk”.
Jax moved his hands back onto her hips as Pomni continued the charade. The view only shows Pomni's chest and up, slowly stirring cookie batter. To everyone else across the table, it looks like Jax is just being clingy per usual to Pomni.
In reality, he was helping lift her up and down slowly. His cock would slide out just to the tip, and then he would press her down again, his cock entering her all the way to the base. Sometimes, if Zooble or Gangle were looking their way, he would simply guide her back and forth. To rock on his lap with his cock inside her. It would cause her clit to rub against him. All this, while Pomni's hands shook unsteadily, struggling to pretend to stir. She could hear him behind her.
He was acting calm and cool, but his quick breathing would give him away in moments of silence. When his cock would enter her, there would be a soft groaning sound in her ear. He would often kiss her neck, a sly way to hold back his own voice. When both Gangle and Zooble finally turned around in unison, Jax quickly lifted Pomni and roughly thrust her onto him. Several times, PLOP! PLOP! PLOP! The sound of his balls slapping against her moist lips was getting louder.
“N-NGHH~♡!”
As Zooble and Gangle quickly looked up, Jax swiped his batter bowl onto the ground. It shattered, startling everyone and redirecting their attention. Pomni slammed her hands onto the table as she regained her breathing. She glared back at Jax, who was beaming with ecstasy. He was enjoying this far more than she expected.
He released a slow exhale, “Oops, I'm just so clumsy”.
Pomni smiled awkwardly at Gangle and Zooble, “We'll clean it later”.
For some time, things continued normally, but Zooble is smart. Zooble stared at Jax from across the table with a look of suspicion. When he noticed, he grinned. Jax continued to lock eyes with Zooble as he began to aggressively rub Pomni's clit. Zooble watched curiously, but all she could see was Jax's upper arm shaking. Pomni then began leaning back against his chest. She had a blushing expression as she bit her lip. Jax cupped her breast through her shirt in full view, smiling at Zooble.
That's when they finally realized it. Zooble has been trying to decipher why he has a habit of showing off his relationship to Pomni, even asking for a 4-way. It wasn't pleasantries. It was bragging. Jax, perhaps out of disdain or something similar, was trying to compete with Zooble.
“Are you two fucking right now?”, Zooble asked brazenly.
Pomni looked forward, gasping and waving her hands in panic, “Wh-What!? Why would we- No, it's not that-”
Jax erupted in laughter, “You're not supposed to say it”.
“The filter was JUST turned off”, Zooble pointed at them as they scolded the couple, “You two have no patience”.
Pomni leaned forward to plead her case, but to no avail. “Not so fast”, Jax asserted as he pressed her back onto his lap. She couldn't help but finally release a moan. “We're already caught. Why stop now?”, Jax asked teasingly.
Gangle lifted her ribbon hands to her mouth, “So you guys really are dating… enemies to lovers… like in manga”.
Jax stood up, positioning Pomni to her knees on the stool, “Finally, I got tired of holding back”. Hands firm on her hips and standing behind her, he began to thrust. The sheer force caused the stool to shake, and Pomni gripped the edge of the island table to keep herself from falling.
Gangle walked to the side, peaking around the corner at them, “Wow! He's really inside her!”.
Pomni bit her lip, eyes watering. She's being watched again, how embarrassing. And yet it feels oddly intoxicating to be put on display. She begged Gangle not to look but her voice shook too much, and Gangle wasn't listening- too excited. Pomni continued to desperately try holding in her moans despite already being caught.
Zooble sighed, “Is Pomni okay with this?”
Jax rolled his eyes, “Everyone wants me to be the bad guy. Ya know, sometimes I think she's more perverted than me”.
Zooble shook their head, reaching forward to grab Pomni's hand, “Are you okay with this?”
Pomni interlocked hands with Zooble, nodding, all she could say was “Z-Zooble it feels…”
Jax lifted Pomni’s chin, pulling her away from Zooble as he began to kiss her deeply. “You're moaning the wrong name”.
“Jax…”, she hummed between breaths.
Zooble watched with wide eyes. How strange to see Jax so affectionate with someone despite his otherwise standoffish demeanor, and Pomni so openly submissive despite often being firm in her ways. But with enough time spent in the circus, perhaps barriers begin to start blurring.
“Can we still have a 4-way?”, asked Gangle.
“What!? No!”, replied Zooble sharply.
Gangle pointed at Kinger and Ragatha's room, “Caine is busy because Ragatha keeps scolding them”, Gangle continued, “I wanna watch”.
“No, Gangle… You don't get it. Jax just wants to fuck with us”, protested Zooble.
Jax laughed, “Yeah, that's kinda the point”.
Zooble sighed, “You know that's not what I meant”.
Jax pulled out of Pomni. Her body relaxed, resting for a moment. Neither of them had cum yet, leaving an empty feeling inside her. He picked up Pomni, who instinctively wrapped herself around him. Jax looked at Gangle, pointing to the kitchen table, and she nodded. No words were spoken, but Gangle and Jax had known each other long enough for these simple exchanges of communication. Gangle put a seat cushion on the table, and then Jax lay Pomni down on it as a pillow. Jax held her ankles and spread her legs, grinning at Zooble.
“Look at how wet she is”, he bragged happily, “I'm gonna fill this with my cum”.
Zooble crossed their arms, standing next to Gangle and peering down at Pomni, “Could be wetter”, they replied unamused.
Pomni looked up at both of them in confusion. They've been fighting a lot recently. “Wh-Why am I on display here?”, questioned Pomni nervously, “What's going on?”
Jax thrusted inside her again, and Pomni reached around for something to steady herself. Gangle wrapped her ribbon hands around Pomni's wrists, restraining her arms above her head against the table, “Careful, you'll fall”, Gangle spoke affectionately.
“This is so embarrassing”, spoke Pomni with teary eyes. Lying on the table with a cushion below her head, her body continued to bounce from each thrust.
Gangle smiled, “I can't wait to draw this later!”.
Pomni squinted her eyes with awkward displeasure, “Yeah don't… don't do that please…”
Zooble stepped over to Jax and pushed him away. A large pile of precum and mixed juices flowed out of Pomni’s pussy, dripping onto the floor.
“What's your deal?”, Jax asked angrily as he held his cock that stuck out of his zipper. He realized now that he was still wearing his overalls, he grumbled with discomfort as he shuffled it off him.
Zooble reached low, into the hole between their legs, and slowly pulled out a tentacle cock. It was a normal length, but girthy and textured. While Jax grimaced, Pomni blushed with wide eyes.
Zooble rubbed the tip against Pomni, the suction cups giving a kissing sensation on her pussy. “You're too focused on yourself, Jax”, Zooble spoke as they slowly slid the cock inside, “You're not hitting the right spots”.
A new sensation, the tip was thin, making it easy to enter her, but the base was so thick. The texture was strange; it rubbed every part inside her. As Zooble moved their hips, they kept hitting that specific special area inside Pomni. Arms restrained by Gangle, all she could do was wiggle. As Zooble pounded her, Pomni wrapped her legs around their waist while moaning, “So deep… feels.. good.. ngh, FUC-”.
Zooble placed their fingers inside Pomni's mouth, “Don't scream”, they spoke sternly, “Caine will hear you”.
Pomni's eyes stared back at Zooble. Sure, it's erotic to imagine sex with Zooble, but it's different to actually do it. And Zooble's style is so… attentive. It was intoxicating. Pomni glanced at Jax, who was standing with a hand covering his mouth. At the corner of his lips, a mischievous grin could be seen. He seems to be enjoying this too.
“Jax”, Pomni called out to him affectionately as Zooble removed their fingers from her mouth.
Jax looked at Pomni and simply nodded in approval. She seemed nervous. He was giving her the okay.
Gangle smiled with sparkling eyes as they watched, “She likes it, Zooble!”.
Zooble's thrusting was slower, but methodical. Each thrust was base to tip. After a few times, Zooble would take out the cock and begin to rub it against Pomni's clit. Thrusting on top of her pussy. Pomni squirmed, Gangle still restrained her arms. So many sensations, it was almost overwhelming.
Zooble slowly moved their hands to Pomni’s chest, gently tearing open her red and blue shirt to finally expose her breasts. Although small, they bounced beautifully. Her nipples were pink and perky as if begging to be touched. Zooble watched her tits bounce as she rubbed Pomni's pussy. Pomni was tighter than expected. Each time they pulled out their cock it was like she was sucking them back in.
“Are you okay?”, asked Zooble.
“I'm gonna cum”, Pomni announced. Zooble keeps playing with her clit. It's too much, she isn't used to this type of soft play.
Although a bit annoyed, Jax studied Zooble's movements. Pomni always responds well, but this time she was fidgeting as if unable to sit still from pleasure. Watching her being fucked was such a delicious sight. He could see the curves of Pomni’s body from a new perspective. The way her back ached, the side view of that bulge in her belly that emerges with each thrust. He studied the way Pomni’s legs twitched when Zooble entered a certain way. His intense gaze was interrupted by Pomni reaching towards him again. Gangle had released her arms
Jax finally bent beside her, “Look at you, having fun without me? You really are a slut”.
Pomni managed to grab one of his ears, pulling him down closer as Zooble continued to fuck her. “I want you”, she demanded, fired up.
Zooble's eyes widened with surprise. There's the Pomni they recognize. She can be aggressive when she wants to be- seeing that made Zooble feel relieved. They're still not fond of Pomni and Jax together, but it's comforting to see Pomni pushing back at Jax. Zooble glanced at Gangle, who was simply watching with delight.
Jax swiped her hand away. He reached into her hair, gripping it tightly. “That's right”, he affirmed, “Even if you're fucking someone else, you're mine. Remember that”.
“Fuck me”, Pomni pleaded again, “I want you”.
“No”, he grinned. He stood beside the table, cock in hand. He slapped it against her cheek, “Open up”.
Pomni remembered their conversation from this morning. She obediently opened her mouth, and Jax slid his tip inside. She immediately began to lick it. Her warm tongue exploring.
Gangle, still on the table with her, used her ribbon hands to caress Pomni's breasts. She was attentive, watching everyone's moves. Gangle looked up at Zooble, “You should thrust harder, she moans louder when you do”.
Zooble shook their head, “I don't want to hurt h-”
“Zooble”, Gangle replied with a serious tone, “I said do it harder”.
Zooble's purple face turned a bit pink at Gangle's voice. They nodded, hands gripping Pomni's waist as they began to move more aggressively.
Meanwhile, Jax's cock finally entered Pomni's throat all the way to the base. Pomni was still lying on her back, head turned towards the right. A bulge could be seen in her throat. Jax licked his lips, carefully rocking his hips. Pomni did her best, but her face scrunched. Blue… purple… green… the color of her face began to change. Her eyes watered, and she coughed with him inside her. Jax pulled out, grabbing her by the cheeks angrily.
Pomni gasped for air, looking up in surprise, “What's wrong!?”
He glared at her, “You got hands?”
She nodded, confused.
“Then use them”, he said firmly, “If these lips are in use, you have hands to tap out”.
Pomni's breathing settled, she nodded.
Jax stood again, “Now fucking open it”.
Pomni reopened her mouth, beckoning him inside. He placed his dick back inside, proceeding to fuck that tight throat. Despite it all, she continued to do her best: opening her throat, licking his cock, moaning on it so he could feel the vibration. She filled up on both sides, in both holes; it was erotic beyond words.
“That's it”, he groaned, “Suck it… Just like that”.
“Jax, be careful”, Zooble scolded.
He raised a brow at them, gripping Pomni's hair and thrusting into her throat harder. He was face-fucking her. He scowled at Zooble. “I'll do what I want with these holes.” An expression of satisfaction suddenly began to wash over his face, “Ah.. fuck, I'm cumming”.
Pomni tapped Jax's thigh, and he immediately pulled out. Pomni placed a hand to her mouth, semen dripping from the corners. She swallowed before opening her mouth to gasp. She coughed a bit into her palms. Gangle, sitting beside her, immediately licked up the excess cum from Pomni’s lips.
Zooble shook their head. It makes sense. Jax wanted to use Zooble to dominate Pomni. Well, as long as Pomni's feeling good, it should be fine. Zooble picked up speed as Gangle left Pomni’s side and wrapped themselves around Zooble, “You gonna cum too?” Gangle tightened on them, who released a small but pleased groan. “You gonna cum?”, Gangle repeated playfully. She began to slide her ribbons into Zooble's other holes, all around their body, until Zooble felt like they were being engulfed in those red ribbons.
“C-Cumming”, Zooble confirmed. However, when they looked up, they noticed Jax staring right at them. He wasn't smiling. He was just staring right at Zooble with a stone expression. It was ominous. Jax had Pomni's head tilted in a way so she couldn't see his expression, and Gangle wasn't even looking.
Zooble felt a sudden foreboding, a warning. Zooble pulled their cock out just in time to cum on top of Pomni's belly, not inside. Jax glanced down, nodded, and turned away. Zooble released a sigh of relief.
They stepped back as Gangle knelt below them, licking the thick, colorful cock clean. Out of breath, they declared, “This is the last time we do this”.
Pomni sat up, exhausted, using a tablecloth to wipe herself. What a mess they've made. It finally hit her. She just had sex… with Zooble? That was unexpected. Pomni scooted up to sit on the table's edge.
Pomni looked at herself, covered in someone else. It felt a bit strange. Even worse, she still hasn't orgasmed. She looked at Jax. His cock was still hard. Pomni's eyes scanned up his body to Jax's face. He was already looking at her. They locked eyes.
Pomni opened her arms out to him, and he walked directly into her grasp. Jax wrapped his arms around her, pressing her close against his body as he pushed his cock inside. Zooble had made her pussy nice and ready for him. Pomni whined in his embrace. This was what she was missing, this feeling. His touch, his shape, his breath: she wanted more.
“Make me cum”, Pomni pleaded with an enticingly sweet voice.
Ragatha ran past the door frame, then back into view. She placed her hands on her hips, “Oh! There you are. I can't believe Caine doesn't know how to cook-” Ragatha stopped in her tracks, gazing at the disheveled kitchen. Gangle was blushing, and Zooble pressed their cock back inside their hole. And on the other side, Pomni was sitting on a table, intimately embraced with Jax, who was pounding into her without stopping.
“Wh-What in the world did I miss?”, asked Ragatha in shock.
Pomni giggled, “Is she joining next?”, she teased.
Jax squeezed Pomni's cheeks, frowning, “Don't get cocky, jester”.
Pomni laughed cutely, “You're so clingy”. Jax stared at her in silence, continuing to thrust. “Wh-What?”, she asked.
“You're pretty…”, he finally replied, “I like watching you”.
Pomni suddenly went quiet, her pussy throbbing around him as he fucked her. Pomni’s fingers scratched against his back. Jax watched her expression change. He flinched at the sudden tightening of her pussy. She must’ve liked that. It felt like his cock was going to snap. He pressed his forehead against hers, watching. “You're so pretty”, he repeated with a mischievous grin.
Her body twitched, a wave of tingling was building up. Pomni suddenly grabbed Jax's tail, causing him to jolt in surprise. She knows it’s a sensitive area so she typically refrains from touching it. She was fondling his tail, trying to send him over the edge. He's not the affectionate type to say things like that. Every time he compliments her, it feels like her mind lifts off to the clouds.
“I only want you”, she whispered.
Jax bit his lip, a dark, ecstatic expression that Pomni couldn't see emerged on his face. “Only me?”, he repeated with satisfaction.
Pomni looked up at him with large doe eyes. She was a mess. Sweat, cum, and tears on her pale, delicate skin; she was covered in the liquids. “I love you”, she spoke quietly, as if embarrassed.
Jax wiped her hair out of her face to get a better view of it. He stared at her, mesmerized. He kissed her lips, her cheeks, her forehead as his thrusting picked up speed.
“I'm gonna cum”, he groaned.
“I love you”, she repeated as their lips met each other. Their tongues danced in a familiar embrace. “I love you, Jax”. Pomni wrapped her legs around his waist, keeping him close to her. “Inside me”, she begged, “I want it inside me, please!”.
Jax twitched as his cum shot deep into her, filling her to the brim until dripping out. His arms held her firmly. Pomni’s body trembled. She could feel his cum filling her up all the way to her womb. Finally, she was met with the relief of climax. Pomni rested her head against Jax's chest as he petted her. His legs were tired from standing. He picked her up and sat himself on a nearby dining chair. Despite that they both were exhausted, he ensured to slide his cock back inside her.
Pomni placed her hands on his shoulders, straddling him, “More?” she asked out of breath, “I can't take it."
“It's never enough”, he replied honestly. He gripped her hips, trying to make her ride him.
Pomni tried, but her body was weak. She was so filled with semen there was barely room for his cock. Moreso, he was still firmly erect- she could feel it. She was tired, but she too wanted more. She leaned forward, staring at his lips. She wanted to kiss again. Just before their lips could touch, he spoke.
“I love you”.
They stared at each other. Jax's expression seemed to be melting, maybe thanks to the fatigue. He looked incredibly tired, but also aroused. Pomni gripped the top of the chair, grinding her hips with newfound energy. Jax groaned, rubbing his hands along her body, savoring every part of her. Pomni grabbed his hands, and their fingers interlocked as she continued to ride him. It didn't matter who was watching anymore; let them see.
Ragatha stood awkwardly in the doorway, unsure how to respond to everything happening. She was slowly starting to step away when Caine suddenly pushed into frame. With his emergence, automatically, everyone's clothes reset onto their bodies.
“Now Ragatha, while I appreciate your… advice… I most definitely know how to cook”, Caine pouted.
Kinger shuffled into view behind them, holding a singular gingerbread cookie, “I did it!”
Zooble uncrossed their arms, walking forward as Gangle followed closely behind them. “Finally, get me out of here”.
Pomni was still straddling Jax. He threw his head back, throwing his hands onto his face in frustration. Pomni shuffled off Jax's lap. She stood awkwardly beside him. Jax crossed his arms, glaring at Ragatha, “That's not the cookie I want to eat right now”.
“What kind of cookies do you like?”, Asked Gangle genuinely, trying to seize the moment.
Zooble tapped the top of her mask, “You've got enough material, give it a rest”.
“Awwhh…”, Gangle sighed.
Caine crossed his arms in a pout, snapping his fingers. The cast was teleported back to the living area of the circus. “I know how to cook!” Caine argued, “It's in my programming!”
Ragatha shook her head, “I didn't mean to offend you, Caine, I was just saying- usually ‘3 tablespoons of Christmas joy’, isn’t really a-”
“I'll show you!”, Caine flew away, leaving the cast to stand there awkwardly.
Gangle and Pomni waved at each other as Gangle left hand-in-hand with Zooble. Kinger went… somewhere? Maybe off with his bugs. Ragatha turned to look at the couple. Jax had sat down on the couch, legs crossed. He gripped the back of Pomni's shirt, pulling her backwards. Pomni stumbled, flopping onto the seat next to him.
“Not happening, Rags”, Jax grumbled to Ragatha with an arm wrapped around Pomni.
Ragatha threw her hands up, “I didn't even say anything!”
Pomni threw a hand on Jax's face to shut him up, “Let's play board games again later”, she smiled. Ragatha beamed back, nodding. She took that as her cue to leave, and she walked away while ignoring Jax.
Pomni looked back at Jax, who was looking off to the side with arms crossed. Pomni yanked one of his ears, and he snapped back to face her. Before he could argue, Pomni was petting the top of his head.
“Do you want to sleep?” she asked.
Jax scoffed, “What do I look like to you?!”
“Tired”
He sighed, can’t really argue that one.
“Jax we're…” , she stumbled on her words, pointing at both of them, “We're together, right? Everyone knows”.
He grinned “They know you're mine”.
She shrugged, “Okay, however you wanna say it. You know… You can rely on me, right?”
He raised a brow, “Huh?”
Pomni tapped her fingers together nervously. “I'm not interested in anyone else”, she continued, “And if you want to like… um… f-fool around or, hang out or… sleep in my bed… Um, what I mean is- if something's worrying you, you can just ask me.”
“Hmmm”, Jax hummed as he twirled her hair around his finger. In other words, she knows he's been having nightmares. Why bring it up now? Has she been thinking about this all day? He thought he was hiding it well. Unintentionally, he ended up worrying her. “Did you like it?”, he asked calmly.
Pomni nodded, rubbing a hand on his thigh, “It was fun”.
“Was it better?”
Pomni pondered his words. His expression was serious, so she replied genuinely, “I like it better just us”.
The corner of his lips curled happily for a moment. His hand continued to play in her hair, “We’re a team”, he stated simply.
A smile emerged on her face, remembering an earlier fight they’ve had. She nodded, “We’re a team”.
Jax adjusted himself, scooting Pomni to the edge of the couch. He laid his head down in her lap, facing her stomach. His long ears bent against the edge of the sofa. Pomni continued to pet him softly.
“I’m hard, Pom”, his words were muffled.
Pomni rolled her eyes, “Go to sleep”.