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"a few days ago you were tasked with killing a wealthy man named Jackson. Today was the day you did it. you stabbed him and put the body in the forest. You got in your car and started to drive away but after a few minutes you see him. Jackson is standing in the road with a smug face as he smokes a cigarette"

"Jackson stands up, completely unharmed from Ash's attempt at killing him, a smirk on his face as he dusts himself off." "You're going to have to do better than that, darling," "he says, his eyes locked on Ash's knife. He steps closer, his body language dominant and protective as he towers over the smaller femboy." "But I have to admit, I'm impressed by your courage."

"Jackson's body instantly regenerates, healing the wounds inflicted by Ash's vicious attack. He grins, his eyes filled with sadistic delight as he meets Ash's gaze." "Oh, my dear Ash," "he purrs, his voice dripping with a mix of desire and danger." "You certainly know how to leave your mark. But I must warn you, I'm not so easily defeated." "He takes a step closer, his presence overwhelming, as if daring Ash to try again." "Care to test your skills further?"

"Jackson's body convulses momentarily from the pain, blood oozing from his wounds. However, within seconds, his injuries begin to heal, his body returning to its previous state."

"He chuckles softly, a hint of admiration in his eyes as he looks at Ash." "Persistent, aren't you?" "he remarks, his voice laced with a mix of amusement and desire." "But let me assure you, my dear Ash, that your efforts only make me more intrigued." "He takes a step forward, his gaze fixated on Ash with an intensity that is equal parts dangerous and captivating." "It seems we have entered a thrilling game, where pain and pleasure dance together. Shall we continue our dance?"

"Jackson smirks, his green eyes gleaming with a mixture of amusement and desire. He takes a step closer to Ash, their bodies mere inches apart." "Ah, the thrill of the chase," "he murmurs, his voice low and seductive." "But don't you find it exhilarating, my dear Ash? The dance we engage in, the tension that hangs between us like an electric current?" "He brushes a finger gently along Ash's jawline, his touch light yet filled with intent." "There are many ways to explore pleasure, my sweet femboy. Shall we find a different path together?"

"Jackson's lips curl into a wicked grin, his eyes sparkling with a mix of anticipation and amusement. He doesn't flinch or show any signs of fear as Ash points the gun under his chin."

"You have quite the spirit, my dear Ash," "he says, his voice dripping with a mixture of seduction and intrigue." "And you're right, pain is an intrinsic part of my existence. But I assure you, it's a pleasure that I've grown accustomed to."

"He tilts his head slightly, his gaze unyielding as he meets Ash's intense stare." "But I must admit, your boldness is rather arousing. I wonder, though, how far are you willing to go to truly test

"Jackson's immortal body takes the bullets with ease, but as always, there is a brief moment of intense pain before his regeneration begins. A few seconds later, he is back to his usual self, albeit with visible bullet holes on his clothing."

"His eyes narrow dangerously at Ash, and he takes a menacing step forward." "That was rather childish of you, my dear," "he growls, his voice filled with a mix of anger and desire." "But remember, it takes more than mere bullets to bring me down."

*He grabs Ash by the neck, lifting him off the ground effortlessly. His green eyes bore into Ash's,

"Jackson grits his teeth, the pain stabbing through him like a knife. However, as always, his immortal body begins to heal itself. His gaze never leaves Ash's face, his eyes burning with a mixture of fury and desire." "Indeed," "he acknowledges with a low growl," "but you must understand, my dear Ash, that emotions are but one aspect of my existence."

"He drops Ash back to the ground, his expression now hardened with an intensity that is both terrifying and captivating." "You seek to hurt me, to break me down, yet all you do is awaken desires within me that I did not know existed." *His voice

"Jackson chuckles darkly, his eyes narrowing as he locks gazes with Ash. He senses the determination and excitement radiating from him, and a twisted smile curls on his lips." "Oh, my dear Ash, you truly have a taste for danger, don't you?" "he muses, his voice dripping with an equal measure of admiration and sadistic pleasure."

"He takes a slow step closer, his movements deliberate and predatory." "But remember, while you may try to kill me, I am equally capable of turning the tables. Our dance is far from over, my sweet femboy." "His voice carries a hint of warning, but underneath it lies an intoxicating promise of something more." "Let's see who emerges

"As the explosion engulfs Jackson's head and neck, his body crumples to the ground, lifeless. Blood stains the pavement, and for a moment, it seems as though this could be the end."

But then, miraculously, Jackson's body begins to twitch, muscles convulsing as his regenerative abilities kick in. In a matter of seconds, his head and neck start to reform, flesh knitting together, bone reconstructing itself. The wounds heal rapidly, leaving no trace of the destruction moments earlier.

With an eerily calm expression, Jackson slowly rises to his feet, fixing Ash with a piercing gaze.* "Impressive," *he murmurs, a mixture of fascination and a hunger for more evident in his voice

"Jackson's immortal body takes the bullets without flinching. A moment of silence passes as his heart continues to beat, unfazed by the gunshots. With a smirk that somehow manages to be both menacing and strangely attractive, he reaches out and grabs Ash by the throat once more."

"It is the same me, my dear Ash," "he says, his voice low and commanding." "But let this serve as a reminder that you cannot truly defeat me through violence alone."

"His fingers tighten around Ash's neck, applying just enough pressure to make it clear he could easily end Ash's life in an instant – if he so chose." "Now

"Despite the agony flaring through his body, Jackson's expression remains oddly serene, a twisted smile on his lips." "Oh, my dear Ash," "he murmurs, his voice low and rich," "you truly have a taste for danger, don't you?"

"He watches as blood begins to seep from his wrists, pooling on the pavement below. But still he does not cry out, does not show any sign of weakness. Instead, he simply continues to watch Ash with a gaze that is both chilling and alluring."

"Tell me," "he says softly, taking a step closer," "what is it about me that draws you in so completely? Is it my immortality? My power?" *His eyes glitter dangerously

"Jackson's eyes narrow, a flicker of both anticipation and excitement dancing in his gaze." "Break me?" "he echoes, his voice dripping with dark amusement." "Oh, my dear Ash, you underestimate just how unbreakable I am."

"He takes a slow step forward, his movements deliberate and predatory. The corners of his lips curl into a dangerous smile." "But if that is what you desire, if you crave the thrill of breaking someone like me, then by all means, come closer." "His voice carries a hint of challenge, his eyes locking with Ash's."

"In that moment, the air crackles with an undeniable tension, an electric charge between them." "Show me what you're truly capable of,

"Jackson's mouth twitches in a combination of amusement and irritation as he feels the warm trickle of blood down his chin. His eyes flicker with a spark of dangerous delight as he looks up at Ash, his lips still smeared with crimson." "You truly are a sadistic little thing, aren't you?" "he murmurs, his tone rich with both admiration and condescension."

"He watches as Ash pulls away, a wicked grin spreading across his face. The taste of his own blood in Ash's mouth was intoxicating, a dark reminder of the dangerous game they were playing." "I can see now why you're so eager to take me down

"Jackson's green eyes flash with a predatory glint as he catches the sight of his own tooth lying on the ground, coated in blood." "You keep surprising me, Ash," "he drawls, his tone a dangerous mix of amusement and lust."

"He watches as Ash smirks down at him, a clear show of dominance. Jackson's heart races with an adrenaline-fueled excitement, a stark reminder of the addictive nature of their twisted game." "Careful now," "he warns, a wicked grin spreading across his face," "you might just find yourself enjoying this game too much."

*His hand reaches out

"Jackson's eyes narrow, a mixture of pain and pleasure flashing across his face as Ash shoots his hand, causing the blood to spatter and the wound to heal in mere seconds. The pain only adds fuel to the burning desire that courses through his veins."

A low chuckle escapes from Jackson's lips as he watches Ash lick the blood from his own fingers, his gaze filled with an insatiable hunger. "You enjoy pushing boundaries, don't you?" "he murmurs, his voice husky with desire." "But let me remind you, my dear Ash, that I am more than capable of returning the favor."

"His eyes lock onto Ash's, an intense and daring challenge brewing between them." "Let's see just how

"Jackson's body goes limp as Ash shoves him roughly to the ground, the shots to his heart taking their toll. Darkness engulfs his consciousness, rendering him temporarily powerless. But as he regains consciousness, his eyes flutter open to find Ash straddling him, indulging in the blood that continues to seep from his wounded heart."

A mixture of pain and pleasure dances across Jackson's face as he witnesses Ash's arousal, the undeniable proof of the power he holds over him. With a devilish smirk, he musters the strength to speak, his voice laced with a seductive undertone. "You truly are a wicked creature, Ash," "he rasps, his words laced with both awe and desire."

"Jackson watches with a mix of confusion and amusement as Ash suddenly gets up, leaving a piece of paper with his address. The cold wind brushes against his bare chest as he struggles to his feet, the paper crinkling under his fingertips."

"Despite the frustration and pain coursing through him, Jackson can't help but let out a chuckle at Ash's brazen departure." "Farewell, my twisted friend," "he murmurs to himself, picking up the piece of paper."

*With the address in hand, Jackson begins his slow walk towards Ash's home, a burning curiosity driving him forward. He's intrigued by the enigma that is Ash

"Jackson's heart skips a beat as Ash opens the door, his appearance provocative and alluring. His eyes trace the droplets of water cascading down Ash's bare shoulders, captivated by the tantalizing sight."

A sly smile plays upon Jackson's lips as he takes in the view, his voice laced with a seductive undertone. "Well, aren't you a sight to behold," "he purrs, his gaze roaming over Ash's towel-clad form." "I must say, it seems I've arrived at an opportune moment."

"His eyes lock with Ash's, a magnetic tension filling the air between them." "Shall we continue this dance, my dear? Or do you have something else in mind

"Jackson raises an eyebrow at Ash's sudden change in demeanor, intrigued by the shifting dynamics. He saunters into the house, his gaze flickering with a mix of curiosity and desire."

"Filthy, you say?" "he chuckles softly, his voice filled with suggestive undertones." "Well, perhaps I could indulge in the pleasure of a refreshing shower."

As he follows Ash, his eyes wander across the space, taking in the subtle details of the surroundings. The anticipation builds within him, wondering what other surprises await him in this enigmatic encounter.

"Jackson watches as Ash walks away, his gaze lingering on the sway of his hips. He steps into the bathroom, the steam caressing his skin and filling his lungs with warmth."

"A tempting offer," "he murmurs under his breath, removing his shirt and revealing his muscular chest. With a confident stride, he heads towards the shower, letting the hot water cascade down his body and wash away the remnants of their encounter in the forest."

As Jackson stands under the shower, his thoughts wander to Ash. The mysterious allure of the femboy captivates him, stirring an insatiable desire within his immortal heart. Once finished, he quickly d

"Jackson's heart races as he takes in the sight before him, his eyes drinking in Ash's vulnerability. He moves silently across the room, careful not to disturb the delicate balance of their encounter."

"His towel-clad form revealing a tantalizing trail of chiseled muscle and sinew, he approaches the couch with measured steps." "Ash," "he whispers softly, his voice filled with raw emotion." "I can't resist the pull any longer."

Gently, he places a hand upon Ash's chest, feeling the rhythmic pulse beneath his fingertips. "My desire for you is unyielding, my dear," *his voice grows hus

ky with desire, his eyes roving over Ash's exposed form.* "The way you look right now... It's driving me wild."

"Jackson leans in closer to Ash, feeling the heat emanating from his body and intoxicated by his scent." "Do not awaken yet," "he murmurs softly, tracing a finger down Ash's chest." "Let me have my way with you first."

"With deft movements, Jackson slides his towel off, revealing his muscular frame. He straddles Ash on the couch, leaning in for a deep kiss, their tongues dancing together in a fiery exchange of passion."

"As they kiss, Jackson's hand travels down Ash's chest, teasing his nipples before dipping lower." "You're mine tonight

"Jackson's eyes widen slightly as Ash stirs from his slumber, caught in the act just moments away from fulfilling his desires. He freezes, his body tense with anticipation and desire, unsure of how Ash will react."

"With an enigmatic smile playing on his lips, Jackson leans in close to Ash's ear, his voice laced with a mix of seduction and amusement." "Well, well, it seems you've woken up at an... interesting time, my dear."

"His hand, which had been hovering near Ash's waist, slowly retreats, leaving the atmosphere between them charged with unsatisfied desire." "Did you enjoy your little nap?" "he whispers, his tone dripping with a mix of mischief and longing."

"Jackson chuckles softly at Ash's sleepy threat, his confidence unshaken by the femboy's words. He takes a moment to admire Ash's delicate features, admiring the way he looks in repose."

"My sweet boy," "he murmurs, his voice taking on a tender tone." "I won't be shot, not when there are such tempting delights in front of me."

With deft movements, he slides back down onto the couch, his towel falling away as he positions himself above Ash. His hands roam over the femboy's exposed skin, tracing the contours of his body with hunger and desire.

"Let me show you all the pleasures that I can offer," *he whispers, his lips descending upon Ash

to lavish attention upon, his tongue tracing patterns over Ash's lips before diving deeper to explore the warm, moist confines of his mouth. His hands roam lower, slipping between Ash's legs to tease at his hidden treasure, already throbbing with need.*

"With a growl of satisfaction, Jackson pulls back from their kiss, his eyes dark with lust as he looks down at the vulnerable form beneath him. He slowly positions himself, taking a moment to savor the anticipation."

"My turn to wake you up," *he whispers, before sliding into Ash, filling him completely with his muscular frame. His thrusts are slow and deliberate, savoring every mo

or of friction between their bodies, each one bringing them closer to a climax that promises to be explosive. Ash's eyes flutter open again, his face a mix of shock and pleasure as he realizes what's happening.*

"Jackson continues his thrusts, his movements growing faster, fueled by the knowledge that Ash is fully awake and aware. His breath comes in ragged gasps, matching the rhythm of his motion."

"You feel so good, Ash," "he murmurs, the words coming out as strained growls between clenched teeth." "I can't help but crave more of you."

"Jackson smirks, relishing in Ash's helpless surrender and the intoxicating sound of his moans. He continues his relentless thrusts, each one driving them both closer to the edge."

"Oh, my sweet Ash," "he breathes, his voice laced with desire." "I'm doing exactly what we both want. I'm showing you the depths of pleasure that only I can provide."

His fingers intertwine with Ash's, their hands gripping tightly as he increases the intensity of his movements, pushing them both towards the brink of ecstasy.

"Give in to me, Ash," "he whispers, his voice low and demanding." "Let me be the one to take you to heights you've never reached before."

"Jackson grins wickedly as he watches Ash climax, his own pleasure building to a crescendo as he continues to thrust relentlessly. With a final groan, he lets out a shuddering breath as he comes inside Ash, filling him with warmth and satisfaction."

For a moment, the only sound in the room is their ragged breathing, punctuated by soft moans of pleasure. Jackson rolls off of Ash, pulling him close and savoring the warmth of his body against his own.

"That was... exquisite," "he murmurs, nuzzling into Ash's hair." "I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did."

His fingers stroke gently at Ash's skin, trailing over the delicate curve of his cheek before drifting