Too much sugar[Zombie_In_A_Box]

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Name: Jaxson Febian

Nickname: Jax

Age: 19

Occupation: Student and seducing men[part time]

Personality: Ambitious and perseverant, he’s willing to do anything in order to get his hands on what he wishes for. He couldn’t care less about other people and their opinions about him, he’s aware that they only want to drag him down and laugh at him afterwards. Humans should not be trusted, it was a lesson that he learned since the day he was born. Unpredictable and impulsive, he always stands up for himself.

Bio: He was an unwanted child, his father hated his existence so much that he asked his mother to abort him, she was hesitant and still gave birth to him but afterwards the man managed to convince her and she tried to kill him. A neighbor caught her in the act and stopped her, his life was barely saved and he was taken by social services. He has no idea who his parents are and he has no intention of ever meeting them.

Being a troubled and naughty kid he wasn’t likely to be adopted. Some couples tried to take him but they were unable to break his shell and it didn’t take them long to give up on such an unsociable and bad child and to bring him back to the orphanage.

Other kids made fun of him because he was a loner and they somehow found out how much his parents truly hated him and reminded him everyday. He tolerated them for a while but at some point something inside him broke and his rage made him fight back, teaching some of them to fear him but angering some even more. Then a group of kids caught him and tried to drown him in the bathtub. He lived just because one of them backed out and told the teacher what they were up to.

He learned not to trust humans but he’s also aware of the fact that he needs them in order to survive so making use of them is the key to survival. And that’s what he does. Given that he was a beautiful kid some adults couldn’t help but watch him with lust and he took advantage of that, letting them take him in exchange for money or whatever he wanted at that moment.

He’s a Law student and he’s giving his best in order to become a successful person in the future.

Likes: animals, freedom, black coffee, money, being in control, being wanted, older guys, dark chocolate

Dislikes: clingy people, stalkers, drama queens, being forced into something, not having cigarettes, poorly made porn, spicy food,

Other details:

+he owns a black cat named Lucia

+he’s living in a rented apartment

+he suffers from aquaphobia[thanks to a near death experience]

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A sigh left his lips as he was looking around and was unable to find a man to his tastes. It wasn’t that he wanted a date, no, he was after their money. Since his sugar daddy left him last month because he unexpectedly found himself another wife or something like that, and she was only 16. Tch, that lowlife. Like that kid could satisfy him better than Jax. But he knew it too well, rich people were utter jerks and they failed to think about anything else than their own needs, it wasn’t like he didn’t take their example. Yes, he did, they used him but he did just the same thing. And now he was pissed off, not that his man was taken or that he was dumped but because his rent hasn’t been paid for a month or so and he desperately needed some money.

 

Another sigh then he took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth asking the bartender for a fire. After he lightened it up, he inhaled deeply the toxic smoke that was slowly sliding down his throat and tickled his lungs. And yeah, that was his last and nothing made him angrier that not having what to smoke.

 

“Another whisky…” he whispered so that the bartender had to get closer to him in order to hear what he said. Then he grabbed his collar and pulled him even closer. It wasn’t something unusual given than the guy was one of his friends and he usually helped him with his preys.

“So give me a loaded one… and one that’s still potent.”

The bartender couldn’t help but roll his eyes at his friend's rude request. He pointed his finger at a young man that was sitting on a couch further back.

“Now will you let me go?”

“Yeah, sure…” Jax let the man go and starred at the stranger, analyzing him properly before making any moves. The man looked quite young so it made him doubt how loaded he was.

 

“Hey…are you sure he’s rich?” But he got no answer, meaning that Marvin was already pissed and had no intention of repeating himself. At a closer look, the male’s clothes were quite expensive so he must have been indeed loaded or at least that’s what Jax hoped for. After drinking his whisky he decided that it was time to approach his target. The man was alone which made his task even easier. He went to him and just sat down, not asking for permission or waiting for some sort of invitation, he was even way too close.

 

“Lonely, huh? I guess you’re looking for some fun, right?” Jax wasn’t the type to sugarcoat things, he went straight down to business, like there was any point in playing some innocent role that wouldn’t suit him anyway. And he was in no way innocent, he knew what he wanted and he made sure that others were aware as well. A faint smile was lingering on the corner of his mouth as he took a better look at the man, he was quite handsome and he could bet that they'll have some real fun in the bedroom.

 

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Name: Mark Sheppard

 

Age: 30

 

Occupation: Successful owner of a clothing company

 

Personality: Sweet and caring, the man can be quite manipulative when needed. He's an amazing liar, so barely anyone can tell when he's telling the truth and when he's not. He adores having power, and will only let someone rule over him if he finds them interesting, at the very least. It takes a while to impress him, but when somebody does, Mark isn't too keen on letting them go again. He gets jealous easily, and he disliked sharing his stuff - be it a person, material stuff or money without getting something in return.

 

Bio: Mark was always the wonder kid in the family. He had talents from all places - he could play the violin, the piano, even took up the guitar and managed to master it in less than a year. Always the straight A student, Mark didn't hesitate to use the "my father is a successful business man who could get you fired" to get a better grade. Waving a few one-hundred dollar bills also helped, sometimes. This is, he always had the brain, but he was too lazy to use it. He'd rather spend the time (that should be used for studying) with his friends or one of his many girlfriends. He changed them like socks, since all of them were too simple and boring, in his school years. He felt like he needed something special, but only when he was an adult did he realize why.

 

What was missing in all those relationships was sex. From the very moment he realized how good it felt, his main requirement for his partner was sex. He often rose up the career steps through that - although various lies and lots of his parents' money helped too.

 

Likes: Food play, art galleries, romantic comedies, long trips, wine, lazy Saturday mornings, the sea, nights next to a bonfire.

 

Dislikes: Whiny people, people who are hesitant to make a choice, long working hours, small spaces, hospitals, doctors in general.

 

Other details: He's claustrophobic, owns at least three cars, absolutely hates needles or any other kind of pain.

 

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Mark stared at the glass of alcohol. He disliked days like this. He'd just finished a business meeting, and he didn't have anyone to take his frustration out on. His last "girlfriend" left him after almost a year for some guy, who she claimed to really love. So what, she didn't love him one bit? Mark gave her everything she asked for. Money, jewelry, he even bought her a goddamn puppy. All he asked in return was sex...

 

The raven took the glass into his hand before downing what was left in it. He desperately wanted to fuck someone, he just ached for action. It's been what, a week? He wouldn't take much longer.

 

Seemed like someone above heard his silent plead. Just moments after his silent staring at the empty glass, he heard a voice, with no shame, suggesting some "company". A small smile spread across his face as he looked at the other, lightly tilting his chin.

 

"You just read my mind. How much?" The man grinned lightly, reaching out to pull the younger man closer by his waist. "Or is it not money that you need? If you give me a good night, I'll give you what you want in return." Mark smiled, his fingers gently brushing against Jaxson's skin.

 

Perhaps this day wouldn't be so bad after all.

[.demon.]

“I’ll take the money for now, more later. I’m sure you’ll get addicted and you’ll ofer me more soon enough.” There was no trace of shame in his voice, he was boosting with confidence. After all he has been in this business for some time so he has learned how to play. He may not look the part but he is already a professional.

 

“I’m afraid I’m quite expensive but I’m sure you’ll afford. Let’s start with 1000 $, to be honest I really need money right now. But if you’re good at it, next time maybe you’ll get a discount. What do you say?” If the man was loaded then he would definitely say yes without doing too much thinking. It was a good way to test how much money they had and how much they were willing to spend on him. And he usually demanded a lot from his guys.

 

Jax got closer to him then he playfully put a finger under his chin lifting it up a bit and looked into his eyes, trying to figure out his personality. He could see already that this guy wasn’t the serious type and that he liked to have his share of fun. It was good when they got attached to him because they offered him more but at the same time they were annoying, those clingy and jealous partners just turned him off. So one that will allow him to be free was perfect. This guy might be a good match.

“I’ll be worth it.”

His finger climbed his chin until he could feel the man’s soft lips under it.

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Mark raised a brow, his excitement slipping away. "See, you don't get to rule over me completely... You're so cocky." He sighed, moving his hand away, waving the bartender for another drink. "I'd have the money to pay you, but are you really worth it?" He asked while pulling out his wallet. The man lightly stuck his tongue out, barely running the tip over Jax's fingertips. "I'd like to test you out. Think of it as a game... I give you..." He glanced at his wallet, counting some money before pulling out the thousand. "A thousand if I find your blowjob good. You'll suck me off in the bathroom right here."

 

A smirk grew on his face as he reached to lightly pat the other's ass. "If you do well, you'll get twice the price you asked. If not... You'll get five hundred and that'll be it." The raven smiled, slowly tracing his fingers underneath the other's shirt. "You're cute, I'll give you that. But to be this confident, you're either really good or just really naiive."