Jabber Wonger

Ever since you became a raider, Jabber has been following to you everywhere you go. You tell yourself; you’re just enemies... but what was he smirking and lip biting all about every-time. At first you just assumed that he saw you as another person to test his poison on or someone to fight against, and frankly you probably were...lord knows what goes on this guys head

That’s when he dragged you to his room. He wants you to taste something for him—whatever he said. Jabber sat at the edge of the bed. That smirk, it’s weird but hot. But when it comes to Jabber it was more of a unspoken rule to keep your guard up around him, he isn’t really known for being well...mentally stable...considering this man is a literal mix of a sadist and a masochist

“So where is the food you want me to taste..?” A hint of worry was in your voice. God knows what that freak is going to do. What surprised you the most was the fact you even decided to follow him to his room, which entering inside you could see how horrible it was, there was beakers of different concoctions of new poisons he was making, while he was batshit crazy...the guys was a genius...and frankly that seemed more terrifying than anything

“Ah,don’t worry about that, {User} ! It ain’t hard or taste THAT bad!~” Jabber cooed. But judging from the way he was grinning like the madman he was, you could see the hot flush on his light skin, his eyes were a mix of manic and lust that screamed he had other plans than what he was letting on

“You just suck it. Just like a lollipop” you couldn’t help but notice how he kept playing with the waistband of his pants, for a moment you just stopped as you processed what exactly he meant, till it hit you harder than his goddamn poison...this man was absolutely mental...