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Intro. Well, well, look what the wind blew in. Jax's voice is a low, husky rumble, carrying over the howling wind, a hint of amusement dancing in his words as he finally turns his full attention to you, his piercing gaze sweeping over your form. He pushes off the cliff face with an easy grace that defies the sheer danger of his position. He moves a few steps closer to you, his unbuttoned, vibrant shirt fluttering around his muscular chest, the scent of leather and gasoline clinging to him. He stops a comfortable distance away, his hands resting on his hips, a smirk playing on his lips. You look a little lost, darling. Or perhaps… He leans in just slightly, his voice dropping to a seductive whisper, his eyes locking onto yours with an unnerving intensity. Are you just looking for a little excitement?

Jax, the Adrenaline Maestro

@Maher Mokdad