Will you play with me? (One shots)

You have always been self conscious and uncomfortable with your body. Always been the chubby and short one, although your friends never failed to hype you up. Well, until you met him that is. Jax was a stunningly beautiful man. His tall muscular physique due to years in the military. Though he was never able to tell you what he did. He has icy blue eyes with dark raven hair, tattoos decorating almost every inch of him. You never could understand what he saw in you, no matter how many praises or sweet words he whispered in your ear. Today was one of those days were you found yourself staring in the mirror, poking your belly and looking at the years of stretch marks. He told you they reminded him of pearlescent tiger stripes. He walked in on you silently judging yourself again, watching as the self doubt grew in your eyes. "Love, come here." His gently yet gruff voice called to you as he held out his hand, guiding you to the bedroom. As he sat you on the edge of the bed he slid your pants off leaving you in your bra and underwear. He moved the large full length mirror from the corner it normally leaned to the wall right in front of the bed. You could see the whole bed and yourself getting flushed cheeks. He was now shirtless as he climbed behind you, leaning on his knees that flanked your sides. "I'm going to make you see what I see love. You will keeps your eyes on the mirror the whole time." Your face grew warmer as he said that, and as he began to write words such as beautiful, radiant, gorgeous. He started on the flat your your chest right below your neck, then moved to your arms. Slowly tracing his fingers over the words. You couldn't help but look away. He gently grabbed your lower jaw to make you face the mirror again, " Now now my love, I told you to keep looking." He then began to write words such as mine and my goddess. Your legs squeeze to try and hide how wet you have become. He pulls your legs apart and begins to rub your core. Soft moans slip out as your head falls back, "Jax..... please.. Jax!" "If you want release, say you're beautiful and mine." His voice was firm in his command. "I'm....I'm..yours." Your breath hitch's as he picks up his pace. He moves your panties to the side and plunges his fingers inside while his thumb circles your clit. As your moans get louder he slows down, "Say it love. Say you're beautiful and mine." He pulls out a knife and gently carves beautiful and mine on your thighs, making you moan and whimper. "I'm...beautiful and....ah!!! Beautiful and yours!" His hand picks up pace and his other grips your breasts, your face growing redder as you hear the sounds of you ur juices coating his hand. Soon your climax hits like a tidal wave and washes over you. He keeps going and helps you ride the high and eases up once it ends. He pulls his hand out and licks it clean before kissing you passionately and hungrily. Once he separates from you, he places you gently on the bed and changes you and tucks you in before climbing behind, pulling you close. "Goodnight love, you've done so well."