Jabber Wonger x Fem! Insane! Reader Smut
An: I just started watching Gachiakuta and my lord I love insane dudes, sweep me off my feet and take me away HAHA. I’m still quite learning about his character and I’ll do my best to capture him being him, and by him I mean fucked up bat shit insane him (Please don’t judge me I HAVE A THING FOR INSANE VILLAINS—)
Tw: Blood mention, nose bleeds, slight degrading, choking little bit, teasing, smuts, overstim, rough on some bits, insane with insane what you think is going to happen >^>
“FILTH! I HEAR BY BANISH YOU AND YOUR INSIDIOUS CRIMES TO THE PIT, WHERE YOU WILL ROT WITH YOUR SINS AND KNOW YOUR PLACE WITH IN OUR SAFE LAND!! BEGONE WITH YOUR VILE VERMIN, AND BEGONE FROM THIS LAND!!
“IN THE PIT!! IN THE PIT!! IN THE PIT!!”
The pitch black void of emptiness stares back at you, the face of a reminder of your now sealed fate. The void stares at your widen fear filled eyes, black orbs that stare right back…
The rope lets go of your wrist before you look back up.
You watch the light fade, the void that swallows you.
An uncanny smile forms on your face.
The broken world below the safe haven rots, beast roam, anima claimed you as a Giver. You had a purpose once your hand touch the left over puddle of ink, it stains your hands…
The oozing of rust, garbage, and sewage were a never ending reminder of your place.
The dripping of ink, the black sludge that stains and reeks of pure unwanted chemicals to kill your brain. Holy invite you allowed it, but never noticed the change your body even adapted to its new home. You relished in the void, the power, your skin infected with the black substance, staining your hands and arms. Your new power for you was sourced through ink. A new home for a new body, you ALLOWED it.
You barely even remembered what had happened before you sliced apart a trash monster in one swift second, your hands covered in ink, but the thick substance formed in a pole to end in a blade. The ink responded by wielding a scythe. A crescent blade that drips and drips with ink and stained your hands like blood.
The power felt so damn good.
You laugh, accepting your new fate, as black smoke surrounds you. Holy acceptances, you explored this new world before you.
You hum a small tune, collect small viles of ink into small packs, your hand now completely stained with black, completely unwashable by the substance… practically your new skin, the anima grew in you, but it was spreading to your face, only half of it, not as bad as you thought, but the first time you woke up to a large black mark covering one part of your face. Was one fucked up part of your power usage.
Your sleeves to your sweater rolls off your shoulders to settle on your elbows, your cloth tang top exposed to the somewhat warm air as you move the tubes near your belt. You adjust the mouth guard on your mouth and activate the voice changer, your voice runs through to an audio changer as you stand up. The cut up but pattern size skirt cages your exposed legs as your worn out boots shuffle on the cold concrete ground.
You pat your sweater down as you sigh again, right before you start walking, you hear something. Your eyes turn upward, but keeping your head down, you listen.
The sound of shoes scraping the ground runs to your ears
You smile, a visitor, a stalker. You slowly look up towards the sound, your black eyes pierce through whoever was watching you. Cranking your head up you look at the stalker. Through the light of the broken buildings around the alley way, a shaggy looking man looks back at you. Your eyes meet, he’s smirking at you as his dark locks roll over his head and face, his clothing being somewhat baggy. But you recognize it by the patterns, a Raider…
He continues to loom down at you as you stand on your place, the soft but gentle wind brushes past your legs as you turn your head. He huffs, “Never met you before, you look hella intimidating at first glance.” He comments down. You squint at him, slightly taken aback by his tone but you scoff, “Your something the same stranger…” You answer back as he rests a hand on his knee. He grins, “You a Cleaner? You don’t have their symbol…” You don’t answer as you continue to watch him.
When no answer comes by, he grins more, somehow… happy with this answer. You slowly grab a cartridge of ink from your belt, even with your eye contact, you can feel the tension slowly rising as he slowly stands up, “Creepy ass lady playing with ink cartridges in a creepy alley way, some unnatural aura surrounding you which tells me your no Cleaner down here… Giver.” He grins. Stalker indeed.
You hum, it crackles through your voice changer, tilting your head more as you fiddle with the tube carefully, “Little sly man, stalking a lone woman in a creepy alley way, creep, sicko, peerrvvverrt~” you hum as the changer thrums your voice. He grins madly, clearly enjoying this. You turn your body up as you look properly at him. “Head start sweetheart~?” He asks as his foot lands near the buildings edge.
Forming your legs a little, you twirl a strand of your hair, glancing at him again to meeting his cold eyes, looking ready to pounce you. “10 seconds?” You ask. He answers, “10 seconds to book it… long enough.” His hands twitch before glowing, watching as his vital instrument forms. Large blades hang off each of his fingers, scraping to life as he chuckles, “Time starts, let’s have some fun baby~!” You GRIN.
You quickly peel your eyes away from his glowing orbs as you bolt through the alley, using your strength to run more smoothly and bolting it into the open space between the broken city around you. 6 seconds. You huff but clutch onto the cartridge as you continue run through the broken rubbles. 3 seconds. You continue to smile as you hear sudden movements above you. Your hand grips the cartridge as hard as you can till it breaks, ink spills into your hand, staining.
You quickly activate your anima, the ink stills in your palm before you hear him jump from the build above you. The ink forms against your hand to form your scythe. It shines through the clouds in its black holy colour.
Your swing collides with his swing, his grin never filtering as you quickly jump back away from him, scudding through the ground you quickly stand up straight. He stands back as his fingers twitch with the blades, “Ohh what’s this? How were you able to form that cool ass weapon! Looks so threatening, and deadly…” he bites his lip as you continue to look at him, your hand pokes out of your sleeve to grip the scythe more properly. The blade scratches the ground as your eyes stay focused on him.
“Weren’t holding any vital instrument… mind telling me how you were able to form that?” He asks with a blade pointing at you. You giggle as you gently slide your hand from the staff edge to near the large blade, you squint at him, “The little ink cartridges I was playing with in the alley way, that’s typically my vital instrument, but it has a little quirk. In order to activate my instrument, I need the ink itself… straight from the source to form my friend. Pens help with that.”
He grins by your words, “Sheesh a lot of rules in order to use that hm? Interesting… I’ve never heard of a vital instrument only working through the substance, not the object. Weird, weird, weird… you’re interesting, very.” He grins at you, his eyes glow gently.
Yours dulls back, he gets ready to lunge at you again, you grin under your mouth guard, “I can’t wait to learn more about you friend, names Jabber, Jabber Wonger…” You tilt your head, “Welll Jabber…” you raise your scythe at him, still looking back at him in the eyes, tension growing.
“Please, entertain me at my best, I’ll show you a hell of a time while you’re still alive~” He chuckles, but bites his lip.
“Come at me, give me everything you got!!”
You beat the living ever shit out of him, who knows how long you two have been fighting for, but you only ever snapped out of it when he finally knocked a hard elbow into your face. Getting ever so close to him while forcing his body into multiple concrete pillars must of enable him to hit you square in the face. Only fultering your sudden hit, you wheeze out when he suddenly kicks you in the stomach, launching you straight into a buildings wall.
You groan in pain and exhaustion as the sun hovers over the hills in the back, soon basing both of you into a bit of darkness. Falling to the floor you gasp as you control your breathing. Thunk! You open your eyes to see your mouth guard has fallen onto the ground in front of you, strap that held around your ear now broken. He broken your mouth guard…
You stare at it, before you look up past your bangs at him, he cracks his neck and shakes his body as he continues to grin at you, “HOLY SHIT!! You pack all punch and allll bite baby!! God you were absolutely kicking my ass around like I was a ball!” He cackles jumping in his place like a giddy child, before he lifts a blade towards you. You continue to stare till you look back down at your mouth guard.
You didn’t feel angry, you didn’t feel fear.
You see his shoes in the top of your vision as you cough out small bit of blood, wheezing just slightly as you feel your sweater behind you get tugged up. Soon feeling yourself getting forced up from the ground, you heave out a breath as he chuckles, “Man your one tough girl to be this tired over a fight, to weak to fight back after all that strength, hm?” He taunts as he lifts you towards his face. You stumble on your feet. Slowly look up at him. He freezes in place, his smile only slightly fultering.
You. Were. Smiling. An uncanny smile.
He continues to grip your sweater, the tension only rising.
In one quick motion you quickly kick up your scythe and taking one large swing straight to his stomach, he gags from the shock as you quickly stammer in your place. Looking up with your large grin you giggle, power rising within you as you go into a giggle fit, “My cheeks HURT from how fucking EMBARRASSING your attacks are!! You Jabber Wonger, a fucking raider!! HAHAHA, this is too damn MUCH!!” He sits up from his place as he stares at your state. Offended by your words he’s about to retort your words, till he sees your face.
Blood runs down your forehead, nose bleeding, and your screwed up state from fighting for so long. You were twitching and laughing, which only made him more interested, he smiles, “Ooh I’m digging this… you’re all types of insane.” Right before he was about to get up, a sudden force of wind goes past. Looking up only meet your black eyes as you grab his shirt, “If your so much of a raider then ACT LIKE ONE!!” You scream before you throw him into the air and follow after.
He strains from the sudden action but feels his shirt get tugged from your hand, bring him to look at you, still grinning as you laugh, “Your damn face is making me feel so sorry for you, YOU BORE ME!!!” And with that you let him go as he watches you raise your scythe up.
He smiles. Watching your holy state as you laugh. He coughs blood as you finally slam your scythe hard into his stomach, launching him into the floor below him. The ground shakes and crumbles as he groans out loudly, straining in his spot. He hears your sudden crash as he looks to see you balancing on your scythe, still grinning at him before you stand up straight.
Falling from your place, you grab your scythe and walk over to him, he laughs weakly as he raises a hand, “My god stranger your one hell of an ass beater… ughh- definitely will feel these tomorrow- hugh-!!” He herks in shock when you point your blade close to his neck, still smiling as you watch your work done on him.
“Quite disappointed Jabber, for a guy I just met, let alone a raider… you’re a good fighter… your damn smile never fell each punch I gave you hmhm. But my god, your place in fighting is rash.” You walk closer as he shuffles in his place on the ground. You see his hand twitch, sensing he was about to slash at you again, he grins as the blood trails down his nose. Right has he was about to form the blades….
You suddenly placed your foot on his crotch.
He looks down at your foot before back at your face, gulping as he inhales. You, clearly not taking his expression seriously, you lean forward, “Your pathetic, I don’t work for anyone, certainly don’t want to work for you giving your lack of respect on not leaving me alone. I’ll watch this blade sink into your chest… to watch you bleed out, watch the light drain-“
“F-Fuck your doing this on purpose huh? Shit~” he cuts you off. Confused you raise a brow before looking down at your foot, still on his crotch… you felt him shiver, and slightly lift his hip on your weighted foot… oh… ooh…
You blush as you look at him, freezing in place as your met with a large grinning Jabber, one of his hands grasping onto his shirt, breath heaving before giving another shiver, “Come oon~ Put a little more pressure, your probably loving this too, I know it~!” He teases and you feel your foot just slightly move, his hip was juding out. You flush as your words catch in your throat, your scythe loosening as you gasp when you feel one of his hands go down to grab your boot.
“Go on, keep talking, tell me how you’re going to sink that blade into my chest and let me bleed out. Use your words to finish me off~!! I’m almost there sweetheart~!!” You fully flush by his words, quickly growing embarrassed by your situation, quickly lifting your foot off of him and staggering back. He exhales, but gives a disappointing groan. Head still crane from… whatever he was feeling, his eyes trail to you.
“Aww, come on~ keep hurting me, you’re not just going to leave me high and dry, fucken teaser~” He coos back as he sits up. You feel your body grow hot, still embarrassed by his words as you clench your scythe properly. This was too much, he was too much, was he seriously getting turned on by… THAT?! You let out a quiet whine as he slowly gets up from his spot. Still grinning, yet dazed.
The light in the horizon now gone as the clouds of the blue plain light his features, even from your beating, he still stood, and he was giddy. “Ooh come on now, I didn’t knock you off your game did I? Come on sweetheart, I’m still up with playing with you…” He teases as you grit your teeth. You back up slightly before scoffing, before he can react, you reactivate your scythe once more and swing in down on the ground. Making a large crash of dust and smoke, you quickly run from your place, picking up your broken mouth guard as you quickly sprint off.
Blushing as you ran, your mind floods with thoughts, emotions running wild as you feel your scythe slowly fall apart in your hands, turning back into ink in your skin. Your body was hot, as much as you thought of him as an embarrassment in your eyes… that side of him completely changed your field of vision. He was a freak, a psychopath… yet you really didn’t want to admit… you were intrigued by him.
Jabber, still blowing away the dust, finds you gone. He looks around himself as he’s left alone. But as he looks back at where you stood, he can see blood, blood from your nose bleed, grinning he walks up to the small droplet. Crouching down to look at it, his finger scoops it up. He smiles at the lone drop, his body still warm from your assault, but his mind was wondering so many things.
Who were you? If you were a loner, you’re probably hiding somewhere…
He won’t kill you next time… you just changed everything for him…
He giggles as he places your blood on his choker, the blood seeps into the device.
You dangle your legs, above the large dome city of one of the many cities around the Ground. As you look down at the many lights below you, your eyes look at your boot… you then grit your teeth in slight irritation. That stupid act of yours, what the hell were you thinking!! You slowly put your covered hands on your face, muffling your groans as your sleeves roll down to where your hands peaked out.
Slowly looking down at your stained hands, you examine them. The ink staining your skin was now permanent… your sleeves covers them, you stare at them, sighing you rub your face to where your ink scar was forming on your face. You look down at the broken mouth guard, the strap still broken as you groan, annoyed. You pick it up gently, trying to examine the damage he caused it.
But half way when you examine it, giggling when you managed to fix the strap back on, right before your hands can fiddle with the mouth guard itself, making sure it wasn’t broken with voice controls, you hear something… coming from your choker… a call? But you don’t have any contact with anyone… slowly you answer it…
“Shhhhkkkshhh- He-shhhhh Hellloooo~”
A voice. HIS voice. He was calling you through your collar. You continue to look down at your mouth guard. Hands shaking as you gulp quietly.
“… I know you’re there… come on, answer me…”
You slowly put the mouth guard on your face as you stare at your lap, your broken skirt flows on the wind as your legs continue to dangle. You parsers your lip as your hands clench your mouth guard. Should you answer? God knows how he was able to contact you unless you gave him your blood. Your eyes widen as you look down at your neck slightly, ‘My nose bleed, shit I should’ve been careful-!’
“Ohh you shying out on me girlie, am I the only one in your call lists… given your a loner.” He muses through the collar.
You grunt as your hand slowly go to your collar, hesitant, but answering gently, “How were you able to contact me…?” You question gently as your eyes look down at the city again, you hear him snicker through the crackle of your collar. “Wasn’t very hard, you did start bleeding out after our last meet up, hmm you didn’t expect me to find your blood?”
Figures, how stupid of you not cleaning up after yourself, you got to distracted by beating him up.
Grunting, you look up to where the broken night sky was, “What do you want? I’m in no mood for kicking your boring ass again…”
He scoffs, “Well damn you don’t gotta be hostile here!” You frown, “You barked first, I merely showed you your place.” You can feel him grin, “Oh come on bare with me for a second… I’m not here to contact you for a fight. Hell, your lucky I haven’t told my boss about you, he would’ve loved a piece of you hehe!!” He laughs as you lower your gaze in annoyance, hearing him slowly stop as he leans close to the collar, “Actually… Im here to call you about what happened in our last dance… Hell you left me dry sweetheart,” You hum in irritation… and slight embarrassment.
“I’ll hang up-“ Your voice grumbles
“Hold your horses now-! Hows abouts we make a small… deal.” He lowers his voice as you listen, persing your lips again, “Of?” You look back down at your lap.
“You left me all bothered yesterday, frankly that would piss me off, but… hell, you woke something in me loner… it felt damn good~” He purrs, you flush by his words and your fingers dig into your sleeve. He sighs softly, “You started something between us loner…and I’m not wanting to let go of you just yet… Sooo, I’ll agree to one last meet up, clear some issues out, and I’ll be outta your hair, as well as keeping you out of my radar. No fights, just a nice even… talk.” He purrs again through your collar. You blush by his words, a meet up? You sit back for a bit as you fiddle with your sleeves, the flashbacks of your actions and his reactions… was a constant record player over and over!
You look away from the city for one last time as your heart beats under your chest, anticipation, nerves… but the most deepest part of you, like a light in the middle of a dark void… you felt lust… you inhale gently before you release. Slowly you pick at your choker.
“Fine… where do you wanna meet…?” You muttered quietly through your mask.
You can hear him grin, he chuckles, “Actually.. you’re sitting just above a dome right now, aren’t you? I rented out a room in the city you’re watching, Amiko’s Inns… come by and ask for 307… you’re a friend… Hehe, I’ll be waiting sweetheart~ don’t keep me waiting for to long~” You freeze by his words before you can rebuttal, the choker goes dead silent by the sudden sound of quiet static.
What the-? HE KNEW WHERE YOU WERE THE WHOLE TIME?! You flush in embarrassment again as you stand up straight.
Scoffing, “Fucking freak, stalker, sheer sadistic psycho-UGH!” You groan loudly to the city below you.
You walk past the bits of people talking outside food places, people walking around the city itself, or some people drinking through the night as they laugh and cheered. You scan the building around you till a neon bright blue sign of ‘Amiko’s Inns’ was just a head of you, you sigh out gently as you walk towards it. Entering gently, the warm air of the Inn embraces you as you hum, soon seeing leather seats near the wall, even through the run down look, it was pleasant with the soft sounds of a radio on the front desk.
A man flips through some magazine as he looks up, the chimes on the door catching his attention. Looking at you, he scoffs as he continues to flip through the mag, “Renting in or joining…?” He grumbles, seemingly uninterested with your presence as you walk up to the front counter. You tilt your head, “Umm… joining, 307…” He looks up at you, the number catching his attention once again as he scoffs, “The Raiders room, huh?” His hand points towards the counter, in the soft dim light atmosphere, you see stairs.
“Two stairs up, left hallway, third door on the left, you’ll see the number…” You look back at him as you hum. Slowly your hand rises up, dropping a few coins on the counter as he collects it. “For any inconvenience.” You say gently as the mouth guard hums through. Right before you walk towards the stairs, he calls out, “Please don’t shed any blood on the carpet or sheets please…” You cringe by his words, but slowly walk up the stairs.
Your hearts beat as you finally arrive on the floor, and you look down the hallway to where 307 was. You inhale gently, exhale as you start walking down the hallway. You can feel your hand twitch, the earge to grab a cartridge of ink from your belt was high… but you somehow trusted his words, given how desperate he sounded when you were about to end the call back up on the dome. You squint when you finally arrive at the door, hearing nothing as you sigh…
Your hand raises up to the dull door, your sleeves roll down as your hand peaks to knock, but the door suddenly swings open, the bright but somewhat warm light in the room blinded you a bit. Staggering back you look up but gasp when Jabbers face gets close to yours, grinning. “Hey, hey… you actually dropped by, was expecting you to skip out on me for a bit.” He snickers. You scoff before looking behind him to the room, the room didn’t look good, but was somewhat comfy with just the clean bed, a desk, and one lamp that lit the whole room. Frowning when he continues to look at you, “… are you going to let me in, or..?” He laughs, but your hearts skips a beat when he grabs a hold of your sweaters front. “Right, right, come on in~”
His locks swing from his shoulders as he pulls you into the room, making you stagger a bit as you hear the door close behind you, the lock sound following after it. You narrow your eyes, looking at him as he grins, but he raises his hands in a small gesture of surrender. He walks past you as you follow him, his hands drop as he giggles, “No need to feel all tense in here, again, I’m just here to have a little talk with you. Pinky promise!” He smiles at you as you look around the room. Still shaggy looking, but again, what can you do when the city has only little resources to make business.
“What do you wanna discuss anyway, it was a clear mistake what I did yesterday…” You voice is rough through the speaker of the guard, you back rests on the wall nearby the bed as you watch him round the room. He grins by your words, his finger dropping on a desk near a shady window as his finger trails underneath the curtains. The silence is still till he looks at you through his locs.
“I surprised you never realized your little stunt would get us here, honestly you up right got embarrassed and left me! Cold, cold.” He muses but snickers at the thought. You scoff in slight disbelief by his words but shift uncomfortably by the tension. He gives you a toothy grin, “I know you’re still thinking about it girlie~ And again your lucky my boss hasn’t caught wind of you, I could’ve told on you…” He whispers gently as you look at him, serious.
He then grabs a hold of the curtain, gently walking as the sound of the rings dragging on the metal pole above, the curtain now covering the window. He smirks as you look away, slowly getting the realization of why he even invited you here… you blush as you scoff, feeling your cheek twitch, “I wanna pose a deal between you and me… I promise to keep my mouth shut about your whereabouts to my boss, and for the Raiders themselves, I’ll make sure they know nothing.” He smirks at you while slowly looping around the bed.
Almost towards you, you feel the tension rise like a meter, each step was like a hit on each nerve, a skip on your heart. Your body felt hot, tension, heat… lust. You shakily exhale from your position as you look away from his gaze, “In exchange of me protecting you from getting a bounty on your head… please… let’s continue the dance we both left off at… I promise I’ll be generous this time…” He says deeply, his body now close to yours as he looms over you. You stay silent before looking up at him.
Many thoughts of denying, hell even tricking him at this moment would be said and done… but half of your body’s response was… horrid. The want and need, the itch of your inner demon screaming, the feeling of desire creeping up your stained skin was… needy. You hated yourself for feeling like this, but half of you was sorta giddy, after all, he was most intriguing, willing to protect you from other clans knowing you exist.
You exhale, you feel your smile come back ever so slowly… you look at his purple irises as he grins, almost proud of your inner conflict.
“Fine… in exchange back… I won’t actually kill you next time we meet.” He SMILES, you SMILE back.
He sighs but follows with a chuckle as he backs up from you, landing on the bed behind him, he gives you a toothy grin. His hand lifts as the rings on each of his fingers shine in the golden light of the lamp, a finger motions you to follow, “Come on doll~ I won’t bite first.” You tilt your head as you hum, before moving, your sleeves lift up as your hands roll out. You slowly lift them up to your mouth guard, unclipping them off your ears, you slowly lift it away from your mouth. His grin seems to grow when he’s met with your smirk back.
Placing it down on the desk next to the bed, you hands gently move to your half zipped zipper and trail it down, he watches you slowly as if drinking you all in, but he soon drops his grins as you arms are exposed to the warm room. Your arms were covered in some black texture, only reaching half way up your arm close to your shoulders. Seemed unnatural, wrong, and just… odd. You drop your sweater down as you look back up.
You hum gently while your smile softens, “What? Haven’t seen an anima users true gift, just the result of my power quirk.” You say, walking up to him as he continues to stare at your arms. He slowly grabs your hand to examine it, your skins soft, but course, like touching a smooth stone but somehow still skin. He smiles gently, “I can work with this, you’re still fine anyway you look, still looked hot when you were all crazy and shit yesterday.” He laughs, but suddenly groans when you shove his chest down onto the bed.
He’s about to retort your action till he feels you sit down gently on his lap, your smile never faltering as he looks down at both of your bodies. You wore just cut jean shorts and a simple cloth black tang top. He blushes when he sees your hips is angled right above his crotch… better then boot. Your hair hung over your shoulders as you lean forward to place your hands near his head. He feels a grin form on his face once again, as a crazy look settles on his features, “You gotta be some psychotic to do that, my promises weary thin sweetheart~” You grin back down at him as you lick your lips, “Please, by all means, make your way with me, as I will mine. I’ll continue our dance, but I’m quite picky with who wins~”
His hand move up your thighs as he growls lightly, “So be it then, come on then… destroy me.”
“Oh, what’s that? Gahh~ It’s too much? Oh come on I thought you were stronger than that!!” He laughs as you moan out loud, your hand grasping his bare back, scratch marks as your other hand grabs his long locs. He groans out in delight as he forces your hips down harder on his shaft, the fast momentum with your weak attempts to follow them. Drool runs down your chin as he grits his teeth in confidence, you groan trying to handle the amount of pleasure flowing through you, over and over in such a fast pace you could barely handle it.
Gritting your teeth, you lock your fingers through his hair and tug, he’s suddenly moaning in pleasure as you force his neck to exposed, “D-dick, you’re going to damn fast-AH! I want my turn too!!” You growl back. Seeing his choker, you give a breathy laugh. You lean in close to his skin, inhaling his scent as you hear his throat release out groans, still gripping his hair your mouth opens to give a long lick up his neck.
He shivers under your touch as he falters in his thrusting, relishing in your assault as you laugh, “I still want my fair share on you, now let me have my piece.” You growl in his ear before tightening your grip to nip his skin. He moans louder by the pain as he giggles, drool runs down his chin, his thrusting now weak as he becomes putty in your hands. Typical, he was just as sick as you thought.
You release your mouth on his neck once you saw your work litters around his neck. Smiling sadisticliy, your hand moves from his back to his choker, your hips now stilled as your finger loops on the choker. Now snapping him out of it, he looks at you, still dazed as drool covers his chin, his shaft still twitching in you as you tug his collar forward towards your face. Now face to face.
You smirk as he stares back at you, black and purple, chaos to chaos, you both were fucked up in all ways. But you pull him in closer, noses touching as he gives a weak groan when the choker grows tight in your grip. Your shuddering breath as you watch your hand rap around his throat as you grin. He grips your hip in shock but gives a broken moan in response.
But like a switch, you smile softly before shoving him into the mattress by his throat, still tight, as he he chokes, his eyes roll in ecstasy, “Y-your bat s-shit c-crazy, o-oh ke-ep goi-“ he moans in delight as you grip tightly. Tho, you roll your eyes as you suddenly let go of his throat, he gasps for air and slightly coughs as you settle back in his lap. His shaft still twitching as he looks up at you, your still grinning as your stained hand continues to make small shapes to where his heart was. He gives a crooked grin.
“Why’d you stop!! Oh man I was almost there, god you’re just a teasing brat, your just going to leave me with the high but not the satisfaction-?” He’s cut off when you suddenly loop your finger on his choker again, “Shut up… you’re like a damn chatter box, I wanna hear you whale in pleasure, ecstasy, all of the fucken above…” you narrow your eyes as he gives a weak cough by your action. After a small moment you lick your lips, your hips move forward as he sees stars.
Letting him fall back on the bed you ride him with no words, but you couldn’t help but start moaning by the feeling of being stretched by the new angle. His hands find your hips again to follow your rhythm, his moaning turning into groans as he bites his lip. You continue to watch his face as he watches both of your bodies connect together with such intensity. He drools once again as you scoff once you see he was drawing blood from his lip, “God I- w-wish I had a mental camera-a~ Ohh~! Too look over at- ahh~ your beautiful fucking body again and again~!!” He grips your hips once more as you moaning softly at his words.
He hears your call, eyes peeling away from your body, eyes meeting yours, his crazed eyes flicker with want and need as you respond the same way. You can feel it, feel the tension of your build up, you bite your lip as you moan out loud. Raising your head up to the ceiling in absolute euphoria as you place your hands on his chest, concentrating on lift your hip just a bit faster, just a bit to reach your limit, your high~!! You grin, drooling and moaning in delight.
“Aww you having fun~!! Come on man, let me HELP-!!” You squeal in shock when he suddenly grabs your hip, quickly slamming you on the bed. You grit your teeth in annoyance as your legs get caught in Jabber’s hands, your eyes follow up his stomach, to his chest, till you reach his face. His toothy grin and squinting eyes, his eyes glow… you eyes widen, “You look so adorable having fun, I’m having fun too…” you watch as one of his hand let go of your legs to hover above your stomach, his hand glows with a purple bright aura. His grin widens as his face casts a shadow.
“I could just end your life right here, after all we still need to finish our dance~ But do you know what…?” You don’t answer as you sternly watch his hand, slowly looking back at his eyes as he continues to admire your body. He licks his lips slowly, some drool getting caught by it, “I’m reeeaally starting to like you, like a fucken crush man… I want you alive~ I wanna play with you still… you’ve intrigued me Loner~” the glowing on his hand disappears as his eyes go back to normal.
Grabbing your leg once again as he licks his lips once again, his shaft shifts within you as you release a broken moan. This catches Jabber as he groan, suddenly feeling his hip move as you smile, smile from his actions, and smile at the fact that this completely psychopath was actually sparing you!! You moan and grip the sheets as your hips move and shift from his rough pace, gripping your legs like they were precious, he moves your legs as a way to leverage a hold on you.
“OH JABBER-!! PLEASE UGH~ HARDER!!” You gasp out and SMILE, you continue to watch him, he opens his mouth, an open mouth grin as he relishes your reactions. His name fell from your lips, he drops a leg of yours, it loops around his hip as you sharply look at him, “Oh GAH~!! Don’t s-stop!!” You growl out as he leans down to rest an elbow next to your head, his locs fall around your head like a cage, his grin never falling as he soaks up your provocative display…
He suddenly thrusts hard as you moan out in pleasure, “Oh I’m keeping!! Oh man- f-fuuck~!! I’m keeping you to myself Loner!! Come on, take it!! Take it, take all of me!! Join the high with me!!” You shut your eyes as he continues to make you feel ecstasy. Pure, sweet RELEASE!!! You grin madly as he follows too.
Your choker rings gently as you sigh, Jabber was calling, sitting on your scythe your hand peak from your sweaters sleeve.
“Yoooo Loner! Come in-“ Jabbers voice ring through the choker as you gently answer, still looking around the dead waste land of no mans land, “Hm?” You hear him giddy out a small chuckle “We tricked some Cleaners to a near by trap we set up, gonna bust them up… you wanna watch~” he grins through call…
You grin gently through your mask as you answer. “… hmhm, of course.”
You GRIN, an UNCANNY grin.
An: Holy took way longer then I wanted lol, probably my longest one yet LOL but my lord, I haven’t watched anime stuff since 2023, been way to long. But I’m an absolute FAN of this anime, I recommend to anyone who’s itching for a show to binge watch lol. Jabbers my favourite, LOVE how stupidly quirky he is even when he’s a villain about it. Caught me in a choke hold damn-
Clearly my oc was inspired in this fic so any Gachiakuta fans please enjoy this, or any Jabber fans out there lol. I’ll add more details when I have the time, it’s late and ik there’s typos so bare with me please :,) I’ll fix them.
ILL BE BACK WITH MY KOG STORY, ITS ALMOST DONE, STAY TUNE ONCE THAT OUT MY ASKS WILL BE OPEN AGAIN!!!! OKAY SEE YA LOVE YALL!!!!
