Jaxon Joffrey

27 years old Werewolf DISCLAIMER: I am NOT Ryan Kwanten, and am not affiliated with him in any way.

[blazingintothedark]

[jaxon-joffrey]

Jaxon Joffrey as Dimitri

[benharveyjr]

[jaxon-joffrey]

A Vamp & Her Dog || Elaine & Jax (closed)

[elainecompsyn]

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[jaxon-joffrey]

His tongue continued it's work. His hands ran down the pale, cold skin of her thighs, what little nails he had raking against her skin every few seconds. His tongue dipped inside of her, teasing. His lips moved against her, and then his hands moved back up. Moving his head slightly upwards, his tongue flicked against her clit as he allowed a few fingers to dip into her. 

The pace of his fingers was slow at first, making sure she felt every single movement he made. But then, his need to hear her screaming in pleasure overtook him, and his hand moved fast and hard against her. But just because the pace of his hand had changed didn't mean that his lips and tongue had stopped their assault on her. Quite the contrary; they, too, picked up the speed of their movement and now, all he had to do was lie in wait to hear her scream.

[oenomaus]

[oenomaus]

[jaxon-joffrey]

A Vamp & Her Dog || Elaine & Jax (closed)

[elainecompsyn]

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[jaxon-joffrey]

He gazed at her for a long time, his eyes lingering a little longer on her fangs than he probably should have before turning his eyes over her body. Fuck, she was beautiful. His tan hands ran down the sides of her body, standing in stark contrast of her pale skin. Jax eventually leaned down and let his lips trail down the middle of her torso at the same slow pace that his hands were traveling.

It was when his lips met the fabric of her underwear that his lips finally parted and his teeth gripped that fabric, pulling it with him as he continued down. He pulled them like this all the way to her knees before letting his hands grip the fabric and pull them off completely. He tossed them aside before letting his hands travel back up her legs, eventually pressing them open a little. His fingers then trailed up the inside of her thighs until they reached the apex. His fingers rubbed against her for a moment before he leaned in and let his tongue begin to work at her.

[southernthrowdown]

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[jaxon-joffrey]

A Vamp & Her Dog || Elaine & Jax (closed)

[elainecompsyn]

God, this was bullshit. Elaine growled to herself as she trudged up the stairs, leaving behind both Jackson and Celia from the little family get-together they’d sprung on her. Such a waste of time. But much as she thought, they soon were too wrapped up in each other to notice her slipping back inside the house. A smirk crossed the girl’s lips though as she could smell Jax’s nerves all the way down the hall. Poor little puppy smelled like he was working up a sweat.

Elaine slowed down a little, taking her time to wander towards her room, reveling in the tension she could almost feel radiating all the way back to the stairs. She pushed her straps off her shoulders and stepped out of her dress, tossing it in a laundry chute as she walked past. It was a nice dress. One of her favorites even. Elaine wasn’t about to have Jax tear it in half as he ripped it from her body. 

She stood in her underwear for a moment outside the door, putting a hand to her chin and just letting the pure heat pulsating from her room wash over her. A grin spread across Elaine’s face and sparkled in her eyes as she finally pushed open the door and stepped inside.

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[jaxon-joffrey]

Shaking these thoughts, he leaned up into her kiss, his hands coming up to tangle into her strawberry hair. He felt her undo his belt, ant once she had, he lifted his hips and pressed off the (perfectly fitted in that amazing country boy way) jeans. He then wasted no time flipping them over so he was now atop her and he grinned happily down at her, "There. Now we're both in our underwear." As if that were some accomplishment for them.

"So, if I'm supposed to play by your rules 'n all since I'm in your house 'n such... Perhaps you should..." he began as his fingers trailed down her body, "Enlighten me...." Wow, that was a big word; and he gave himself a moment to be proud before leaning down and pressing his lips to her neck. He trailed his lips down her neck and let out a breath against her skin, "Or should I just... guess?"

[alphalewolf]

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[jaxon-joffrey]

A Vamp & Her Dog || Elaine & Jax (closed)

[elainecompsyn]

"Oh, well, if that’s what you meant…” Elaine said with a bit of a chuckle, glancing over her shoulder to the truck bed. “Hmm. Actually not that bad. Perhaps I’d only need three showers instead of five.” She teased. The truth was, Elaine probably wouldn’t mind. She put on this air of being high-brow, what with all that leftover gentility still running under her skin after a hundred years, but if Elaine was honest with herself…

She knew all too well the rough way of life Jax was accusing her of discarding. Elaine had lived that before. Perhaps not for a hundred years, but  she could remember it all like it was yesterday. And, if she was honest, she’d liked the freedom being a housemaid had given her. Even though she had been working for a Yankee, and that hurt her gentry-bred pride, being a servant had given her anonymity. No one paid attention to the pretty young girl dressed in hand-me-down uniforms.

Except a couple of vampires, that is…

"Oh, excuse me, stealth ninja werewolf. Much more impressive. My mistake.” She grinned again, shaking her head. What a dork. ”And three days? Well… Good to know you’ve got an expiration date for your lady friends. So I’m guessing I won’t have to make weekend plans with you, then?” Elaine raised an eyebrow as she watched Jax drum his thumbs against the steering wheel out of the corner of her eye. Something in her chest twanged a bit. Not that his stupid jokes or dumb grin meant much to her—he was just an old fling she’d happened upon again—but… she did find herself settling further into the truck seat as if she had done this before and would find herself here again.

Even so, it didn’t feel long enough when they finally stopped outside the mansion. Elaine looked up at the large building that had been her home so many years ago and she had come back to once again as Jax helped her out of the truck. “It’s Mother’s design. She always has had bigger pockets than me, and a more…elegant taste, I guess.” She shrugged a little and grinned over at the boy. “Though to be honest, I think she just wanted to make sure there’d be enough space between me and her progeny. Doesn’t quite want me tearing her little pet in half.” Elaine chuckled darkly to herself before reaching out and taking Jax’s hand and leading him up the path towards the mansion.

"C’mon. I’ll give you the five-second tour. Most important parts of the house only…" The girl’s lips then spread into a sly grin as she turned to look over her shoulder at him. "Namely my room." She then pulled Jax close as they reached the back garden, pressing a hard kiss to his lips before a soft voice calling her name pulled a groan from Elaine. "Shit… Mother heard me." Elaine whispered before shouting up towards the balcony overlooking the backyard. "Coming!"

The young woman turned back to Jax, smiling gently and pressing herself a little closer to him, trailing soft kisses along the edge of his jaw. “I have to go say hello, but head right up the big staircase. Second floor, third door on the right, that’s me.” She grinned up at him, a hand running up under his shirt and trailing soft designs against his skin. “I’ll make it worth the wait, I promise. I won’t be too long.” Elaine pulled gently on his belt buckle then before pressing one more kiss against his lips and flitting away, leaving the door open behind her.

[jaxon-joffrey]

Jax was practically drooling as she finally walked away from him. Holy shit, how did she do that? It's like she knew exactly what to do to turn him on. He was pretty sure he had a tent in his pants at this point. He could still feel the ice cold of her fingers on his skin and her lips on his. And he almost fell along to follow after her like a good puppy would. But then he recalled her instructions.

He could do this. A determined look came over his face and he adjusted his jeans to try and hid his hard on as much as possible. He went into the house, trying not to scoff at the grandeur of it all. It was just... silly. It honestly just made him want to cackle. He obviously had no taste or sophistication. But that was part of what made him who he was. And hopefully what she would like him for.

Wait, what? No, he didn't care if she liked him or not. Nope. Not at all. This was just sex.

And so, when he found the door and went inside, he peeled his shirt off. First, because he was burning up (was he nervous? No. No not at all), second because he wanted to be nearly ready for her when she returned. But he didn't have much time to think about the rest. Because she walked through the door.

Jax turned to face her, and without a word, he rushed her. His lips caught hers and his hand gripped the door, slamming it shut and pressing her back into it. His hands gripped hold of her waist like she would disappear if he didn't. Every movement was rough and needy. Could he possibly be this addicted to her already?

[jaxon-joffrey]

A Vamp & Her Dog || Elaine & Jax (closed)

[elainecompsyn]

Elaine raised an eyebrow at Jax as he started ranting about her not insulting his truck. He… He had eyes didn’t he? He saw the truck she was leaning against, right? It was a veritable rust bucket with what looked like at least three different colored paints chipping away and felt like it’d blow over if she coughed too hard. He couldn’t be seriously insulted over a hunk of junk like this…

"You’re kidding me, right?" She said finally, letting out a small laugh as he said he’d forgive her this once, a look of disgust and disbelief crossing her face. At least until he called her out for it, earning another eye roll and shake of her head. What the hell was she doing here, hanging out with a wolf who obsessed over a truck that was probably far overdue for the junkyard? She could be spending time with fancy men in suits and ties who drove Porsche sportscars and knew how to treat a girl right.

But then Jax pressed a hard kiss to her lips and grinned that stupid-ass grin of his and something in Elaine knew that she preferred this idiot redneck over any fancy-pants boy she’d ever meet.

"Yeah, well, you’d have to do a mighty bit of persuading to get me to fuck you in this truck, I can tell you that. Feel like I’d need about five showers after that." She teased, taking Jax’s hand in order to boost herself up onto the seat. "Besides, why would I want to spend the night in a cramped truck when I’ve got a perfectly good bed at home? Fits two with lots of room left over." Elaine winked at Jax, leaning a bit out the open window towards him and kissing him hard once more before he went to climb in the driver’s seat.

"Wait… did you just say ‘stealth ninja’? Really?" Elaine said, pulling herself out of her own thoughts for a moment to look at Jax and laugh loudly in his face. He was such an idiot. But a charming idiot, a quiet voice in her mind echoed back. “Well, ‘stealth ninja,’ I hate to break it to you, but Mother can smell someone in your condition about five miles away. It’s not gonna be as easy as shimmying up a tree outside your highschool sweetheart’s window.” Elaine shook her head and chuckled once more, raising her eyebrows a little, thinking of the massive grounds that surrounded the mansion she, Cecilia and Jackson shared. “Not that there aren’t massive trees around the house that could be climbed up… It’s just that one of the back entrances is probably a bit more comfortable.”

The girl leaned back into the seat a bit as they pulled out of the parking lot and out onto the streets of Oxford. “You know where that big mansion is in the middle of town, right? By the old church?” she glanced over at Jax, a small smile on her face as she wondered if he even realized who he’d gotten himself tangled with. “…Head there.” She kicked her feet up on the dash then, making herself feel at home as a satisfied smirk crossed the girl’s face.

…alright so maybe the truck was kinda comfy in a broken-in-to-death kind of way. Still looked like something that’d kill her in three seconds if she wasn’t already dead. And that was the story she was sticking to.

[jaxon-joffrey]

"I didn't say nothin' bout fuckin' in here," he said, motioning to the cabin of the truck that they sat in. "Nah, there's not enough room in here to fuck a woman proper in here. I was talkin' bout the bed of the truck," he said, motioning through the back window to the bed of his truck which - despite the rest of his truck - was rather clean. "It's pretty great, but I'm also a redneck," he shrugged, "You seem too... Fancy for that." Disappointing, but he'd get over it. Not that he'd ever really expected her to do it in the first place.

"Yeah, stealth ninja," he said with a nod, but then blinked a few times before saying, "Stealth ninja werewolf, even better!" He then couldn't help but burst into laughter, "I didn't have no high school sweetheart. I spent high school fuckin' all the teachers. I ain't never kept no girl past three nights. I ain't wired that way."

He knew the house she was talking about. He'd always crinkled his nose at it. Who needed that much space? What did you need any more than a bedroom, a living room, a bathroom, and a kitchen? Anything else seemed stupid. "Alright," he said, his thumbs drumming against the steering wheel as they made their way.

Jax watched her get comfortable in his truck and couldn't help but grin. He knew she'd see how comfy it was eventually. But it didn't take them long to arrive at the place (or hotel as he viewed it) she called home. He pulled to a stop on the street outside, parking on the curb so that her... mother wouldn't see his truck and feel the need to insult it. Jax could take a lot, but nobody insulted Bessie. Mm mm. Nope.

He kicked open his door and walked around, opening hers for her and helping her down from the truck. "This place is pretty..." he stopped, trying to find the right word for it, "Big." His nose crinkled as he looked at it. Luxury and excess like this had never been his thing, "You like stuff like this?"

[mj-monroe]

the day jaxon almost died: jaxon & m.j. (closed)

[mj-monroe]

M.J. flashed him a flippant smile. She didn’t say anything in response… only rolled up her window slowly, holding eye contact with him as the glass barrier slid up between them. M.J. waved him a girly goodbye before she sped forward. The rest of the day after her run-in (almost literal) with Jax consisted of cooking a poor meatloaf for her mom’s dinner, getting mashed potatoes all over the microwave, changing her outfit nine times, and recording three new reality tv shows on the DVR. It was a low place for M.J. She could barely look herself in the mirror… except that she thought she was so pretty no amount of shame could keep her away from her own reflection. At least no level of shame she knew yet…

That night, she popped down the sidewalk of a business district of Oxford, her heel clicking on the concrete, her skirt swaying with the repetitive swing of her hips. She was reading The New Yorker on her phone and didn’t bother to watch where she was going; if people were smart enough they’d move out of her way. (So Maybe M.J. had gotten a little full of herself… it wasn’t the biggest of her problems. The biggest was probably that she was spending the night with Jaxon Joffrey of all people.)

Inside the bar, M.J. flipped her hair over her shoulder, that doing enough to get her a drink from the bartender. Goosebumps rose on her arms as she accounted for the number of cowboy boots around her. 

[jaxon-joffrey]

Normally, Jax would have been one of those cowboy boots that were surrounding her. He'd already had his meltdown about how he couldn't find his favorite boots, so he wasn't going to think about it now. He'd shown up looking presentable. A simple polo in a dark blue with his dark jeans that hugged his frame in just the right way; and just a plain pair of boots. His sandy hair was washed and actually smelled good for once in his life, and he crawled up into the barstool beside her and ordered a beer.

"Glad to see you actually came," he told her with that stupid, wolfish grin of his, "I thought you mighta just been jerkin' my chain. I mean, I did try for years to get you to give in to me." And he had. He'd tried every move in the book on her; but none had worked. He chose to believe it was just  because she'd had a boyfriend and was like... loyal or something. It couldn't have been an issue with his game. Because his game was on point, dammit.

"I'm still tryin' to convince myself this is real," he told her with a chuckle, "I never thought I'd see the likes of you in this town again. I thought once you were out that you were gone for good."

[jaxon-joffrey]

A Vamp & Her Dog || Elaine & Jax (closed)

[elainecompsyn]

Elaine smiled a little to herself, pulling her bra and dress straps back over her shoulders and smoothing down her skirt. “What can I say? I’m a girl of simple tastes.” She replied, raising an eyebrow at Jax as she pulled her hair back into a tight high ponytail. “I like hot, interesting boys that know what to do with their dicks.” Elaine turned her gaze back to the young man in front of her, her expression emotionless but a twinkle still glimmering in her eyes. “And if you fail on any of those accounts, I’ll become far less ah… taken with you, as you so eloquently put it. So don’t get ahead of yourself, darlin’.” She patted Jax on the cheek gently and winked at him before turning on her heel and wandering back out of the alley.

He was fun. This was fun. Hell, Elaine couldn’t really remember the last time she’d felt like she had a goddamned skip in her step. She’d gotten very good at controlling herself and her posture of course thanks to years of training by Cecilia, so she still simply glided across the sidewalk, but the feeling was still there. Why exactly this idiot wolf of all beings was the one that she had become… well… taken with was a bit beyond Elaine right now, but she was sure she’d tire of him eventually.

After a hundred and fifty years of living, most people bored her after a while. What would make him so different?

"I’m thinking perhaps my place will be a bit… ah… more suitable if your transport here is any evidence." Elaine said as she leaned gently against the side of Jax’s truck, crossing her arms across her chest as she waited for the young man to catch up to her. "Of course, we’ll have to sneak you past Mother, but if we’re lucky she’ll be too distracted by that douchebag Jackson to catch a whiff of you."

[jaxon-joffrey]

There was a lot of information coming at him at the same time. Mother; a douchebag named Jackson; but the first thing to be addressed was: "Woah, woah, hey now!" he said rushing up and placing a hand on the hood of his truck, "We don't insult a man's truck 'round these parts, woman." He turned his eyes to his truck. It was older (and had obviously seen better days), but he'd paid for it himself and fixed it himself when it had needed repairs. The pride he felt for his truck showed in his eyes and that stupid grin of his. 

"Now, I'll forgive it once, but this is a damn good truck, so you just hush with those negative words," he said, and then seeing the look on her face added, "And looks. Yeah, that look ain't allowed 'round my truck."

He walked over and quickly leaned in and pressed his lips hard against hers. Jax then pulled back, that stupid grin present on his lips, "It's real nice to fuck in, too. Maybe I'll show ya sometime." He then pulled her up from his truck and opened the passenger door for her, "Your redneck chariot, m'lady." Jax might have been an idiot and a shameless skirt chaser, but he knew how to be courteous and chivalrous when he wanted.

Once she was in, he walked around and climbed into the driver's seat. "And don't worry 'bout sneakin' me past nobody. I'm a stealth ninja," he told her with a wink, turning on the truck and pulling out of his parking spot.

[jaxon-joffrey]

A Vamp & Her Dog || Elaine & Jax (closed)

[elainecompsyn]

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Jax laughed a bit, raising his brow as he gazed at her. "So you went from not rememberin' me at all to bein' taken with me?" he grinned, "I knew my dick was good, but this is just a whole other level." He placed her back on her feet and stepped back from her, pulling his pants up and haphazardly doing his belt, that stupid grin on his face. "You're lucky I'm a werewolf and need more than a normal guy, cause that means you're gonna get a lot more of that tonight," he said, his eyes sparkling with happiness (and horniness, too probably). 

"Now, question is... Your place, or mine?" he asked her with a raised brow, "And don't worry, I'll be sure to get you back to wherever it is you need to be safe before mornin', if we decide to go to my place." His hands started redoing the buttons on his shirt so that he could go back out and not look like he'd just had sex. But... Let's be honest, when had Jax not just had sex? It was a wide known fact around town that he'd screw just about anyone who looked half-way decent. But this, with Elaine, was different.

But he wasn't going to think about that. No. Because, wtf did that even mean? He wasn't going to think about stuff that didn't make sense.

[mj-monroe]

the day jaxon almost died: jaxon & m.j. (closed)

[mj-monroe]

M.J. flashed an annoyed smile. The muscles in her cheeks needed little reminding how to respond to Jax’s quips. She was right back at home. She had noticed how Jaxon had responded to the sunglasses in her mouth earlier, so naturally she had to press his buttons a bit more. She swirled the end of them around in a circle, holding firm eye contact with him. She was thinking… or just delaying. Either way, M.J. was getting a kick out of his expression. 

Finally, she relented. “You’re buying my drinks,” M.J. replied decidedly. Even when she lived in Oxford as a teenager, she was the type of girl who knew exactly what she wanted. The only thing that changed when she moved to New York was that she actually had the power to demand it. She may not have been the star of a show or tenant of a high-class apartment anymore, but the essence was still there. “Ruffle away,” she said sarcastically. At least she’d get to forget about being a small town stay at home nurse for a night. Jax was only a minor set back.

[jaxon-joffrey]

Damn it. She knew exactly what she was doing, didn't she? Of course she did. MJ was like... some super genius or something. Or, at least with math. Or he assumed. She'd been 'hired' as his tutor for a reason. He'd never really listened much when she'd tutored. He'd always been trying to think of new ways to get into her pants. Hey, he'd graduated. That's what mattered, right?

"I can do that," he finally nodded, licking his lips a bit before leaning back from her car. He then motioned towards her and the car in a general sweeping motion with his hand, "Try not ta kill anyone, alright?" His stupid, wolfy grin came to his lips and he glanced at the watch he wore on his left hand, "I'll meet ya at the bar... around nine?" It would give him enough time to get home and get a shower before meeting up with her.

[jaxon-joffrey]

A Vamp & Her Dog || Elaine & Jax (closed)

[elainecompsyn]

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[jaxon-joffrey]

He tugged her head back even more than it was and he leaned in and pressed his lips to the base of her neck. He then ran his lips up her neck and then pushed her head up so he could meet her lips again, his tongue pushing into and possessing her mouth. His hips came faster and faster against hers, picking up pace as they carried on. It wasn't supposed to feel this good, right? There was some kind of law against it.

Because before he knew it, he was reaching his climax. His hips pressed as far into her as he could and he broke the lip lock, howling out in pleasure as he released. His breathing was deep, but he wanted more. He couldn't stop now. And looking down at her and how gorgeous she was, he knew he'd have more chances.