-From your POV-

I sat there and watched in, some type of emotion?? Not scared of him, but nothing is funny. Turned on? Turned on. I sat there and watched him turned on as he tightened his grip on my knees. He just holds his gaze on me before letting go and walking over, closing the door. I push myself up lightly so my back is now against the headboard, my knees still propped upward. He stands over the bed, undoing his bulletproof vest and sliding his gloves off annoyed, watching me the whole time. "Doll you're going to regret interrupting my workday." he growls. I smirk to myself as I look him up and down.

"Actually, I don't think I will." I say lowly. He pauses his de-armoring and stares at me.

"What did you say?" he asks sharply. I shake my head.

"Nothing." I say smugly. He leans over me slightly and squints before speaking.

"Have I ever told you how much of an attitude adjustment you need?" he says through gritted teeth.

"Adjust it then, why don't cha?" I said cockily, now fully grinning. His hand quickly snakes up around my neck.

"Oh I will, doll." he says as his fingers lightly tap against my jugular before he lets go, fiddling with the rest of his armor until it falls to the floor, leaving him in dress pants and a button up that has the first few top buttons undone. He slides his shoes off and kneels down on the bed in front of me. Before I can comprehend anything or think of anything else slick to say, he wraps his hands around my thighs and yanks them towards him, causing me to slide down onto my back and landing my legs on either side of him. He lowers his face down to mine so our faces are now inches apart, just like he did earlier. He inspects my face closely before our eyes meet and then he scowls as he begins biting at my neck again, picking up where he left off earlier. This time though, he was biting down harder and moving down my neck at a faster pace. He had one hand around my waist and was using his other hand and forearm to stabilize himself. I could tell from how tight his grip was on my waist that it would leave bruises, but that's what I wanted. You know what they say. And when it comes to love, if it isn't rough, it isn't fun. He bites down on one certain spot on my neck that causes me to let out a slight yelp of pleasure and makes my hips squirm, making him pull back from my neck. He slyly slides his hand from my waist down my side and then up my thigh, under my shorts.

He grins as he makes eye contact with me again. "I bet you're excited, dollface. We haven't had the chance to properly play rough yet." he says as his fingers find the waist band of my underwear and tug at them before releasing them, making them snap on my hips. "Because I know that's how you like it." he whispers in my ear, causing me to squirm under him. He laughs and slides his hand out from my shorts and slides it under my shirt, running his fingers lightly up my sides making me squirm again.

"God you're annoying." I say to him. He laughs.

"Oh no, sweetie. If you're going to interrupt my workday, you're going to make it worth my time." he says before grabbing down on my breast, causing my back to arch. He smiles in satisfaction before removing his hands. He scoots back some, balancing himself up on his knees and stares at me. "Take it off, slowly, for me." he hums. I roll my eyes at him.

"Are you serious?" I ask him. He lightly shrugs.

"I could always just put the cuffs back on and leave again, but something..." his hand traces up the inside of my thigh, gripping it tightly before leaving it. "Tells me you wouldn't like that very much, now would you?" he hums out. I sit up and reach for the hem of my shirt and pull it over my head as slow as I can. I was laying in bed all day so like any normal person, I wasn't wearing a bra under it and I watch as his eyes slowly widen in amusement. I smile to myself as I get an idea. I slide my fingers to my shorts and hook them around and begin slowly tugging them down my legs. I pretend that I can't get them down all the way on my own and J gets frustrated, leaning and scooting in forward to finish taking them off. I take the opportunity and wrap my legs around his waist and use all my power to flip so I'm now on top of him and he's under me.

He laughs at the maneuver I've done and I kick the shorts off and they land somewhere on the floor with his armor. I make intense eye contact with him before lowering my face to his neck, sucking and biting on the skin, causing his hands to find my waist and push my hips down into his hard-on. I use my hands to find his and gently slide them, pinning them, above his head.

Click!

I pull away from his neck, laughing as he looks at me annoyed at my little trick. I laugh harder as I think about just how great I am, like truly, I just outsmarted him because he was too horny to realize that the handcuffs were on my pillow near his head. I look back down at him as I find my shirt on the bed and slide it back on, just to annoy him. As the shirt falls back onto my body, he tugs at the restraints once, twice, and then SNAP! He breaks them off the bed frame and repeats my trick, pinning me under him. He looks down at me and begins smiling that evil smile. He quickly unbuttons his shirt and throws it across the room. "Oh doll, I bet you thought you were clever. But you fail to think of just how many times I've been in handcuffs." he says as he takes his belt off and throws it into the pile of clothes on the floor. He moves his hands down to my shirt and puts one on each side and tugs hard, literally ripping it off. He just throws the fabric to the side and looks down at my body again, smiling before moving his hands down to my panties and slowly sliding them down my legs and tossing them aside as he makes eye contact with me.

He picks up biting down my neck, to my collarbone, chest, traces circles around my nipples with his hands as he continues kissing down my stomach all the way to my hip bones. I lightly whimper and push my hips up at the sensation and I feel him smirking against my skin, letting me know that something else is coming. Before I can think, he reaches behind my knees and flips me over, landing my face on the bed and my knees supporting my body weight and my waist being pressed into his crotch. "Doll I've been waiting so long for the opportunity to finally fuck you right." he whispers in my ear, sending a shiver down my spine. I hear a zipper and then the soft sound of clothes hitting the floor followed by a hand snaking up my spine and into my scalp, grabbing a fistful of my hair and tugging it harshly. "You've been wanting this, haven't you doll?" he growls. I lightly nod my head and let out a small moan and I feel his hand come down on my ass, causing me to slightly flinch and moan again. I feel him adjust himself so his tip is at my entrance before I feel his hand come down again and then him speak. "Then beg for it." he growls.

"Ever since that fight we had I've been waiting so impatiently for you to fuck me. Even when I was with somebody else, he never made me feel the way that you d-" before I could even finish, his hand comes down even harder and he snaps his hips into me, setting a fast pace. I let out a moan as I close my eyes and softly lay my head down on the bed, enjoying the pain and pleasure. Every few thrusts, he would bring his hand down even harder and tighten the grip he had on my ass and the grip he had on my hair. Halfway through, I could feel the soft tingling in my stomach growing as he spread my legs out wider to get a better angle and I let out more moans. That signaled him to yank me up by hair so my neck was near his face.

"You like that, don't you?" he growls.

"Yes, J..." I moan out. That only causes him to pick up his pace, intensifying the pulse in my stomach.

"You act like such a whore for me and I love it." he groans in my ear.

"I'm all yours, J." I whisper back seductively. He lets out a deep groan before moving his hand from my hair to my neck, squeezing it tight. His pace is now inhuman and I can feel my release coming at any second. I let out gaspy moans and his name fell from my mouth a couple times, warranting him to bring his hand down even harder and clawing at the sides of my thighs and cussing.

As I was right about to hit the high, my fingers gripped onto the bed sheets and I whined and he caught on. "Cum for me, Y/n." he whispers in my ear, sending me even closer. "I said cum for me." he barks at me, tightening his grip and spanking me again. This was enough to do me in. I came screaming curses and his name among other things and felt my legs go completely numb as the rest of my body grew tired quickly. He began going deeper and more intense. "Who fucks you this good?" he says through gritted teeth.

"You do, J!" I moan out.

"Louder." he says squeezing my neck again.

"You do, J, fuck!" I scream out. I feel his hand come down one more time before he goes in really deep and then stops, panting and staying pressed hard inside of me. His breathing is heavy and I feel his hands lightly graze down my sides before he reaches my hips and pulls out slowly. I collapse on the bed and roll over on my side, closing my eyes as my legs lightly twitch. He just laughs and gets off the bed.

I wasn't paying attention until I heard the clicking of his vest. I opened my eyes and turned towards him. "Duty calls, doll." he says with a smug smile as he puts his armor back on and quickly leaves the room. What an asshole. And on Christmas, too. I just roll my eyes and drop my head back on the pillow, falling fast asleep.