Jax Are Wild
Authors note: Hi!
A few days later, Random made her way back to the club for a quick drink before heading to the LH and meeting up with Blade for dinner. Jax, working the bar, immediately noticed her walk in. With an inquisitive attitude for the past two days, he had done research on every aspect of her life. Now, with hardly anyone else at the club and Random unaccompanied, Jax was free to move in on his plans.
"Hey, need a drink or yous jus' visitin' Random?" Jax smiled his brilliant brown eyes sparkling.
Random looked over and smirked. She strolled over to Jax and took a seat at the bar, "Seems you know me, but I ain't lucky enough to have had the pleasure of meetin' yous yet."
"Name's Jax," Jax held out his hand to shake hers.
Random obliged and held her hand out, but instead of shaking it, he kissed it instead. Random smiled confidently at Jax, as if the kiss didn't phase her at all. She took her hand back and looked around, unamussed.
"So what will yous have? On the house for yous," Jax commented.
"Surprise me Jax," She shrugged, "So, don't this kinda git borin' aftah awhile? Sittin' heyah all day long even though hardly anyone's heyah in the mornin'?"
"Nah, I don't git heyah till aftah I sell the mornin' edition."
"Two jobs? How much yous make on that?"
"Enough. I ain't evah poor if that's what yous mean. I always got food in me stomach. What 'bout yous? You always got enough?"
Random shrugged, "Depends on the headlines and if Ise up to sellin' or not."
Jax made her one of his specialty drinks and handed it to her. She took a quick sip and nodded in approval.
"Yous know, if you really want, there are othah ways to make even more then yous makin' sellin' papes," Jax shrugged, "And I ain't tawkin' bout takin' on two jobs niethah."
Random looked at him confused, "Makin' more by not sellin' papes? Ain't possible unless yous got some kinda professional job." She smiled, "Ise only 18 Jax. I ain't ready for that yet. Gimme a year and I'll be ready ta leave the newsies."
"Nah, I ain't tawkin' bout that. Ise tawkin' bout makin' a dollar an hour or more. You wouldn't havta leave the newsies, yous can still live at the LH. And how ironic cause yous gotta be 18 to work in this occupation. It's eithah that or yous could git caught by the bulls. This'll be the easiest job you'll evah do. You'll git respect, git paid on the spot, and Ise shoah yous pretty experienced already."
Random heard this and frowned. This job was sounding a bit, what was the word she was searching for, illegal? Even though the risk of it sounded intriguing. And she did like the idea of having some respect.
"A dollar an hour and respect? Ise listenin', keep tawkin'."
Jax smiled and nodded. Things were going just as he planned. Soon he'd have Random wrapped around his little finger.
"Here, have anuthah," Jax handed Random another drink now that she had downed the first one.
"Nah, I couldn't."
"Shoah, go right ahead. It's on me."
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A few hours later, Jax was leading Random upstairs. He squeezed her hand and smiled back at her as he led her to a private room.
"Yous about to git your foirst paycheck Random," He closed the door behind him.
Random, slightly drunk smiled at Jax, "So, how much yous givin' me?"
"Nah, that ain't how you ask the question. What yous ask is 'how much yous got' and then let'em answah yous. If it ain't enough, you can always walk away."
Random nodded and sat down on the bed, "How much yous got Jax?"
"For you? For your foirst time at this…? Two dollahs," He smiled and held out the money, "Now stand up. Yous gotta take charge on this, since Ise payin'. Oh, and nevah let anyone git yous drunk beforehand ok? Cause they'll likely take the money and run. Yous gotta be smartah then that, but I thought I'd make it easier for yous this time."
Random stood up and smiled at Jax, "This ain't right Jax, Ise should be back wid Blade right now."
Jax nodded, "But what yous doin' ain't wrong. It's your job now. Don't worry 'bout it, jus' think of the money yous gonna make." He held the two dollars out to her.
She reached for it, taking the dollar bills in her hand. He stepped closer placing his lips gently to hers. She quickly pocketed the two dollars and wrapped her arms around him, returning the kiss. She had a sudden break of conscience thinking about Blade and what he would say if he ever found out. Then she quickly made the point in her mind that he would never find out. Jax's hands traveled down her body, pulling her hips close to his. Random sighed lightly and broke the kiss to start working on unbuttoning his shirt. For two dollars, this was going to be the easiest job she'd ever done.
"Yous gotta learn what the guys want…" Jax paused and let his hands wander down to Random's pants, undoing them, "…some don't even want nuthin' but foreplay…"
"Is that what yous want?" Random bit her lip and looked at him.
"Ise paid two dollahs for you," Jax smirked and pulled Random over to the bed, "Yous figure it out."
Authors note: Hi!
A few days later, Random made her way back to the club for a quick drink before heading to the LH and meeting up with Blade for dinner. Jax, working the bar, immediately noticed her walk in. With an inquisitive attitude for the past two days, he had done research on every aspect of her life. Now, with hardly anyone else at the club and Random unaccompanied, Jax was free to move in on his plans.
"Hey, need a drink or yous jus' visitin' Random?" Jax smiled his brilliant brown eyes sparkling.
Random looked over and smirked. She strolled over to Jax and took a seat at the bar, "Seems you know me, but I ain't lucky enough to have had the pleasure of meetin' yous yet."
"Name's Jax," Jax held out his hand to shake hers.
Random obliged and held her hand out, but instead of shaking it, he kissed it instead. Random smiled confidently at Jax, as if the kiss didn't phase her at all. She took her hand back and looked around, unamussed.
"So what will yous have? On the house for yous," Jax commented.
"Surprise me Jax," She shrugged, "So, don't this kinda git borin' aftah awhile? Sittin' heyah all day long even though hardly anyone's heyah in the mornin'?"
"Nah, I don't git heyah till aftah I sell the mornin' edition."
"Two jobs? How much yous make on that?"
"Enough. I ain't evah poor if that's what yous mean. I always got food in me stomach. What 'bout yous? You always got enough?"
Random shrugged, "Depends on the headlines and if Ise up to sellin' or not."
Jax made her one of his specialty drinks and handed it to her. She took a quick sip and nodded in approval.
"Yous know, if you really want, there are othah ways to make even more then yous makin' sellin' papes," Jax shrugged, "And I ain't tawkin' bout takin' on two jobs niethah."
Random looked at him confused, "Makin' more by not sellin' papes? Ain't possible unless yous got some kinda professional job." She smiled, "Ise only 18 Jax. I ain't ready for that yet. Gimme a year and I'll be ready ta leave the newsies."
"Nah, I ain't tawkin' bout that. Ise tawkin' bout makin' a dollar an hour or more. You wouldn't havta leave the newsies, yous can still live at the LH. And how ironic cause yous gotta be 18 to work in this occupation. It's eithah that or yous could git caught by the bulls. This'll be the easiest job you'll evah do. You'll git respect, git paid on the spot, and Ise shoah yous pretty experienced already."
Random heard this and frowned. This job was sounding a bit, what was the word she was searching for, illegal? Even though the risk of it sounded intriguing. And she did like the idea of having some respect.
"A dollar an hour and respect? Ise listenin', keep tawkin'."
Jax smiled and nodded. Things were going just as he planned. Soon he'd have Random wrapped around his little finger.
"Here, have anuthah," Jax handed Random another drink now that she had downed the first one.
"Nah, I couldn't."
"Shoah, go right ahead. It's on me."
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A few hours later, Jax was leading Random upstairs. He squeezed her hand and smiled back at her as he led her to a private room.
"Yous about to git your foirst paycheck Random," He closed the door behind him.
Random, slightly drunk smiled at Jax, "So, how much yous givin' me?"
"Nah, that ain't how you ask the question. What yous ask is 'how much yous got' and then let'em answah yous. If it ain't enough, you can always walk away."
Random nodded and sat down on the bed, "How much yous got Jax?"
"For you? For your foirst time at this…? Two dollahs," He smiled and held out the money, "Now stand up. Yous gotta take charge on this, since Ise payin'. Oh, and nevah let anyone git yous drunk beforehand ok? Cause they'll likely take the money and run. Yous gotta be smartah then that, but I thought I'd make it easier for yous this time."
Random stood up and smiled at Jax, "This ain't right Jax, Ise should be back wid Blade right now."
Jax nodded, "But what yous doin' ain't wrong. It's your job now. Don't worry 'bout it, jus' think of the money yous gonna make." He held the two dollars out to her.
She reached for it, taking the dollar bills in her hand. He stepped closer placing his lips gently to hers. She quickly pocketed the two dollars and wrapped her arms around him, returning the kiss. She had a sudden break of conscience thinking about Blade and what he would say if he ever found out. Then she quickly made the point in her mind that he would never find out. Jax's hands traveled down her body, pulling her hips close to his. Random sighed lightly and broke the kiss to start working on unbuttoning his shirt. For two dollars, this was going to be the easiest job she'd ever done.
"Yous gotta learn what the guys want…" Jax paused and let his hands wander down to Random's pants, undoing them, "…some don't even want nuthin' but foreplay…"
"Is that what yous want?" Random bit her lip and looked at him.
"Ise paid two dollahs for you," Jax smirked and pulled Random over to the bed, "Yous figure it out."