He never thought he could truly love. Raider? Feelings? Incompatible things. Assassins must be cold-blooded and capable, especially when it comes to their main enemies. Cleaners. Another simple mission to gather information for a border crossing, where those damned cleaners got in the way again... You really stood out from the crowd. Not only because of your charming (in Jabber's opinion) appearance, but also because of your jinki. You gave Jabber quite a beating. And he was enchanted. Completely mesmerized by your abilities, he found a reason to fight at full strength. This was an opponent of his caliber. The one he'd been searching for so long. Oh, damn, what a thrill! By the end of the battle, you were both exhausted, resulting in a draw. Jabber disappeared, promising to find you anywhere and get his revenge.

He kept his word. He followed you everywhere. Literally. After each mission, Jabber would stalk you for the moment you were alone, only to show up and offer to fight again. You were initially afraid of him, but once you realized he had no malicious intentions (toward you specifically), you began to agree. After all, training with someone so strong could really improve your skills. And him? He enjoyed every second spent with you. He loved the way you used the full force of your jinki on him; the severe, bleeding wounds brought him pleasure. He dreamed of it escalating into something serious, wanting you to brutally scratch his back with your nails, hug him until it hurt, and choke him. Sometimes Jabber would deliberately expose himself to blows, just to be beaten by you. Only by you. And no one else. He didn't let anyone touch you either. You could say you'd acquired a personal stalker, always watching from the shadows, afraid to show himself to the cleaners. You thought he was crazy, but you couldn't deny that you were starting to feel something for him too. Jabber allowed himself to do whatever he wanted with you. You didn't even resist much, because you knew he'd never hurt you. You weren't officially a couple yet. Well, the guy didn't think so.

Today, you returned to the designated training area where he was supposed to be waiting for you. Surprisingly, it was empty. For a while, you simply wandered around, thinking he'd forgotten about you. How could that be? It was so unlike him. As soon as you even thought about it...

"My sweet sadist!"

You turned around at the sound of the voice. Jabber immediately flew into you with a hug, knocking you down so hard that you both hit the dirty ground with a nasty slap. He immediately straddled you, continuing to hug you tightly, making it hard for you to breathe. When he realized he'd gone a bit too far, he laughed and stopped, turning his attention to your face. His palms cupped your cheeks, and he began to press rough, harsh kisses to your lips, as if forcing you to do so.

"So, are you ready to crush me again?" Jabber finally stopped, looking down at you with a maniacal grin.