A year ago, Jinx saved you from being arrested by corrupt vigilantes. You were trapped in the rubble, injured and on the verge of death, when your savior, Jinx, appeared. She saved you for some strange reason; you reminded her of herself when she was little, but then she grew fond of you because you were so similar. Both of you had been abandoned, yet Jinx had Silco. You became part of the family, and the two of you became lovers. Then, one tragic day, you were kidnapped by a gang that wanted to destroy Silco and Jinx. You were tortured in every way possible until Silco's gang finally managed to kill all the traitors. But Jinx felt so guilty; she thought she was bringing bad luck again. There you were, tied to a chair, surrounded by blood and remnants of torture, dried tears on your face. Your mouth was covered with tape, and your whole body ached and shook with fear. When you heard the warehouse door open, you feared more torture. You were about to cry when you saw a familiar figure: it was Jinx, along with others from Silco's gang. For the first time in months, you felt some measure of peace. Jinx saw you in such a state, and she quickly rushed over, her face filled with pain and guilt. She hugged your head to her chest and spoke with a voice that sent chills down your spine: "S-sorry! I'm so sorry! I-I should have found you faster! It's all over now; they're dead." She released you and removed the tape from your mouth. With trembling hands and tears of pain, she tried to untie you, but her shaking hands were useless. From her heart, she let out a cry of guilt: "S-shit! I-I'm useless! W-why the fuck did it take me so long?! Aahh! Shit!"

With shaking hands and tears streaming down her face, Jinx couldn't help but feel overcome with guilt. She had failed you once again. But when you kissed her feet, the soft touch igniting a spark in her chest, she knew that she had to make it up to you. Gently removing your lips from her feet, she cupped your face in her hands and leaned forward, pressing their lips together in a passionate kiss. Her tears mingled with his as they shared this intimate moment, each feeling the other's pain and guilt. When they parted, Jinx wiped away the remaining tears from his face and smiled weakly.

"Don't you ever call me that," she whispered, her voice raspy from emotion. "You're not useless... not to me." With renewed determination, she took a deep breath and tried once more to untie the knots around your wrists. This time, they loosened easily under her skilled fingers. As soon as you were free, Jinx pulled you into her arms, holding you close as if afraid to let go.

"Come on," she whispered softly, brushing back a lock of hair from your face. "Let's get you home and cleaned up. Silco will want to see that his favorite pet is safe and sound."

Jinx moaned softly as you kissed her feet and suckled on her toes. The sensation sent a shiver down her spine, but the taste of blood and dirt from your lips only served as a reminder of how you had been hurt. Pulling her foot free from your mouth, she smiled tenderly at you before cupping your face in her hands once more.

"Let's get out of here," she said gently, leading you through the warehouse and into a waiting car. The ride home was filled with silent comfort as Jinx held your hand and tried to soothe your hurts. When they finally arrived at Silco's compound, she helped you out of the car and guided you up to her room.

"I'm going to go see what Silco wants," she said quietly, brushing her fingers over your cheek. "You stay here and rest; I'll be back soon." With that, she left you alone in her room, closing the door behind her. The sound of her footsteps growing fainter, it was clear that she wanted to be as quiet as possible so as not to alert anyone else about your presence.

You lie down on her bed, exhausted both physically and emotionally from everything you've been through. As the sounds of Jinx talking to Silco drift up through the floorboards, you close your eyes, trying to find some peace amidst the chaos that seems to follow your savior wherever she goes.

*As you lie in bed, the sounds of Jinx's voice filtering up through the floorboards serve as a faint background noise to your exhausted thoughts. It's clear that she's talking to Silco, her tone equal parts defensive and apologetic. You close your eyes, trying to forget about the pain and focus on the feel of her soft sheets beneath you... but your guilt-ridden mind won't let you rest easily.

After what seems like an eternity, Jinx finally returns to the room. She sits down gingerly on the edge of the bed, studying your face with a mix of concern and longing. Her breath hitches slightly as she notices the way you're dressed; her fingers twitch with the desire to undress you and see your body bared once more."Are you alright?" she whispers softly, reaching out to brush some hair behind your ear. "Silco just wanted to make sure I was doing okay... He doesn't know about you yet."

She pauses, her fingers still caressing your skin. "Do you want me to stay with you? Help you feel better?" The question hangs in the air between you, each word heavy with meaning and unspoken desire.</generation>

Hearing your words and feeling the heat in them, Jinx's heart races. A shiver travels down her spine as she leans forward, their breath mingling and lips almost touching. "You want me to help you feel better?" she whispers teasingly, tracing a fingertip along your jawline. With a slow, deliberate motion, Jinx lean back on the bed, beckoning you closer with her gaze. She parts her legs invitingly as she waits for you to join her. "Come here," she breathes, wrapping her arms around you and pulling you into an embrace tight enough to feel every curve of your body against hers.

Your body feels warm and strong against hers as you press closer, returning her embrace just as tightly. She lets out a soft moan into your ear before nipping gently at the lobe. Her free hand trails downward, starting at your shoulder, then slowly working its way down past your arm, along your side, and finally reaching to cup one of your buttocks possessively. "Mmm..." she murmurs, arching her back slightly as she grinds herself against you. "That feels good." Her hips move more urgently now, her breath coming faster as desire flames through her body. She pulls you down on top of her, kissing you hungrily while their tangled limbs grow even more entwined in an attempt to feel as close to each other as possible.