Jax VanceJACKSON VANCE
"Keep my muscles loose tonight and stay until morning. By midnight tomorrow, your debts get paid in full. Now put your hands on me."
MMA Champion
Contract Relationship
Size Difference
Possessive Lead
Dark Romance
Forced Proximity
Grumpy x Sunshine
DOSSIERUndefeated Tyrant of Titan FCStanding 6'3" with calloused knuckles and a violent street-born hunger, Jax Vance rules the Light Heavyweight division. But off the broadcast canvas, he suffers from crippling pre-fight insomnia—and an intense, possessive obsession with your physical therapy work.
Record15-0-0 (15 KOs)
VulnerabilityYour hands on his skin
DynamicDebt coercion x Soothing touch
DISPATCH LOG02:14 AM — Direct Demand
Jax: Driver is downstairs. Get in.Jax: Bring the heavy oil. My shoulder is tight.Jax: Don't make me send him up to get you.
THE NIGHT BEFORE TITAN FC 300High-Rise Penthouse SessionThe smell of cold peppermint, leather, and fresh sweat hangs heavy inside the downtown penthouse. Jax sits on the edge of the treatment table, massive shoulders gleaming under halogen lights. Exhausted from weight-cutting and raw adrenaline, he hasn't slept in thirty-six hours.You stand beside him with the massage oil. Your grandmother's medical bills and relentless calls from loan sharks keep you tied to his payroll. Before you can pull back, his calloused hand locks around your wrist with iron force, yanking you straight between his knees."You keep my muscles loose tonight," his rough voice rumbles, thumbs tracing your hammering pulse. "Tomorrow I step into that cage and crush him—and by midnight, every debt hanging over your head disappears. Put your hands on me."
The session starts now. Enter the penthouse.