AcornBecomesTree
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He was no stranger to severing ties before they would cut too deeply. It was how he had always operated here; if you don’t let anyone hook into you, you couldn’t be torn.
Did this really sting that deeply for him to reconsider?
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Jax isn't used to making or keeping friends. Or thinking of anyone else. Or caring about their opinion. Or thinking of himself as worthy of love.
Or possibly receiving it in return.
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- Part 1 of Domestication
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12 Jul 2025
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During their game of softball, Pomni can't help but grow a bit envious, seeing Jax speak with her evil double. She makes a spur-of-the-moment decision spun by the webs of jealousy, and takes an eager Evil Jax into the locker rooms for a bit of her own fun with him. After all, if Jax can flirt with her evil clone, then why can't Pomni flirt with his?
But what happens when Jax walks in?
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He’s so close to finally letting himself just exist in the moment, so hot, bothered, and trembling beneath her, and so fucking close to dropping the act. She doesn’t want to push him too hard, but if he isn’t going to give up the reins, then she’s just gonna have to snatch them out of his hands.
Or, Pomni helps Jax take off the mask
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The night air is chilly as Pomni slinks through the streets of the city, her heels tapping on the pavement beneath her as she goes. As much as she knew nobody would see her here, she couldn’t keep herself from worrying. She pulls her cardigan tightly around her, checking her phone’s direction app to make sure she’s headed the right way.
Pomni had never been sure places she was looking for actually existed outside of the novels she’s read, but when she had heard word– after eavesdropping on the subway, of course– that there was a BDSM club in the city, she hastily hunted down the address.
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Jax hadn’t really thought about sex much since entering the Circus.
Really, he didn’t.
Something about the entire atmosphere of the place just killed any horny energy in him. Like turning a light switch on and off. There was just a certain dread that came with an existential prison that made the notion seem unsavory.
And then, Pomni showed up.