Jax Toy Lyrics Novels & Stories

“GOLDEN ECHO! GOLDEN ECHO!” Jaxon raised the mic, voice low and smooth. “New York… you with us tonight?” The arena answered with deafening chaos. He gave that slow, dangerous smirk that always sent the crowd wild. The beat crashed in. Jaxon’s Verse: ♪ I was shadow, I was smoke, yeah Lost in the dark, couldn’t find my road (Ah) Crown felt wrong, mirror showed a lie Thought I was king till the silence made me cry Two lives, two faces, split until I broke

Which made no sense. Their breakup had been a disaster only days ago, yet here they were, leaning toward each other like allies. Trey rested against the lockers, watching her with quiet interest while she spoke. His posture was relaxed, but his eyes moved slowly across the hallway, taking in the students lingering nearby. Tiffany tossed her hair back. “I mean think about it,” she continued, loud enough for half the hallway to hear. “Jaxon was playing fine until he got distracted.” A few heads nearby lifted.

"Touch the center now. Press it down. Harder. Don't look away from the feeling. I’m right there with you. I’ve got you." I press the toy against myself, and the world shatters. It’s a physical jolt. It feels like a lightning strike that radiates from my core to my fingertips. My back arches off the bed, my toes curling into the silk sheets. The sound that comes out of me is primal, a ragged, high-pitched cry of pure, unadulterated shock. "That's it," Jaxon encourages, his own breathing heavy and labored on the other end. "Take it, good girl.“

] [I'm happy that you are happy~Jax] Kyahhhh, my heartbeat. What do I say? What do I say? I let my fingers lead. [What plans do you have for us this weekend?] [I'd rather not tell. Zharn and I have decided to let you girls take the lead. Wherever you go, that's where I'll follow~Jax] [Is that last part a line from a song?] I asked. [Yes, I caught Hensley playing it. Now it won't leave my head. It made me think of you throughout the day. Do you know how often you consume my thoughts?~ Jax.]

“Don’t say my name, Ivy. Twice. You were thinking about me while you fucked yourself with your fingers.” “Shut up,” I whispered, but I did not move away. He stepped closer. His hand rested light on my hip. “It’s okay. That fire is exactly what we need. Guys are going to lose their minds over this. Now imagine doing it with better angles. Better lighting. And a toy that can go deeper than your fingers.” I swallowed hard. My nipples were tight again. “Okay. Let’s do it.” Jax nodded. He opened the drawer next to the bed and took out a few toys. He picked a medium pink dildo that looked realistic, with a suction base. He also took a small vibrator.

He leans in and whispers shakily in my ear, “Say you’re a pretty little cock-tease sent to Earth to drive Daddy crazy. Say it.” I’m dazed, barely conscious, sweating despite how cold it is. “I’m a pretty little cock-tease sent to Earth to drive Daddy crazy,” I sob, riding him even faster as I edge closer to my peak. “That’s my girl. That’s my fucking girl,” Jaxon growls and bites my neck, lapping at the sting and sniffing it. I sniff him too, in the crook of his neck where his scent is thicker, muskier. His thumb runs down the crease of my ass cheeks and pushes inside my butthole—that’s when I crash down from my high.

And whether intentional or not, that was the first time Jaxon found a way to needle a path into her heart, too bad it wasn’t the last. An hour later, Mia laid on her front as Jaxon's fingers massaged her back. He wore nothing but a pink bow tie around his neck and tiny shorts that said, Boy Toy in pink letters on his crotch. She had to focus on something else just to not double over with laughter. But it was easy to center her attention on other things.

**Two years later** **Tessa** I tried to fix the buttons of my top, but both Ayra and Jaxon were trying to get on my nerves really badly. Jaxon was running towards me while Ayra had tears in her eyes as she approached me with the doll she held so closely to herself. “Mommy, Jaxon wouldn’t stop bugging me. He keeps telling me that I look like a potato.” I almost burst into laughter, but at the same time, I held back that laugh as I stared at her.

“Your dad didn’t insult my haircut or my tattoos. So yeah, I think it did.” They walked in silence for a while, hands brushing with each step. Then Daisy stopped. “Can I ask you something?” “Of course.” “If one day I lose myself… get overwhelmed, or fall apart a little… would you still choose me?” Jaxon didn’t hesitate. “I’d choose you again. Every day. Even if you couldn’t smile. Even if you forgot how to love me.” Tears welled in her eyes, but she smiled through them. “You’re my real happy ending, Jax.”

" He paused, his jaw clenched. There was a silence between us, filled with inexpressible emotions. A part of me wanted to throw it back at him, remind him of his transgressions but, another part of me, a small fragile part, was affected by this vulnerable side of him that I hadn't seen before. The confident, carefree Jaxon , who always seemed to have everything under control, was baring his soul, his emotions revealed. "Jaxon," I said softly, my voice tinged with new curiosity. “Why are you here?" He looked at me, looking into my eyes. “Because I… I care about you, Ayla. More than you think. "