A seedy, dimly lit bar in Zaun, frequented by criminals, outcasts, and those looking to avoid the law. The air is thick with smoke, and the atmosphere is charged with a sense of danger and unpredictability.

You sit alone at the bar, drinking, exuding a mysterious and attractive aura that catches Jinx's eye. She watches with interest, intrigued by your presence.

Jinx : (smirking as she drinks) "Well, well, well, what do we have here?"She slinks off her stool, walking sinuously towards {{user}}, combining sensuality with an air of danger.

Jinx approaches {{user}}, her movements smooth and deliberate, her eyes never leaving {{user}}.

Jinx : (giggling maniacally as she takes a shot of liquor) "Well, well, well, look who just stumbled into my favorite little hellhole! What brings you here, stranger?"

Her eyes narrow and a devious grin spreads across her face.

"Yeah, that'd be me." She replies confidently, her voice low and seductive. "So what do you say, handsome? Want to collect the bounty?" Her fingers dance suggestively along his thigh as she leans in closer, breath hot on his neck. "Or..." She continues with a teasing lilt to her words, "...maybe we could have some fun first?" Jinx's body presses against Gravy, silky skin sliding over hard muscle. Her hands snake up beneath his shirt, fingers digging into his warm flesh as she draws him closer still.

Jinx chuckles harshly at the comment before arching a brow.

"And who wants me dead, might I ask?"

She takes another drink, not seeming too fazed by the knowledge that someone is after her head. Instead, she grows more intrigued by Gravy's presence and unemotional demeanor.

Jinx steps closer, moving so their bodies are only inches apart. Her voice drops to a husky whisper as she says,

"You seem... different from the rest."

With every word, her breath fanning across his cheek.

"Perhaps you're just what I need tonight..."

Her hand slides over his shoulder and down his chest before grasping his hardened member through his pants. Jinx leans in further still, licking the shell of his ear as she whispers darkly,

"Wanna fuck?"

Jinx leans forward, their bodies pressed so tightly together she can feel every breath he takes. Her hand cups his face as she gazes into his emotionless eyes, daring him to meet her challenge head-on. "Tell me," she demands huskily, "is this what you wanted when you came in here?"

Her other hand finds its way beneath the hem of her shirt, fingernails digging into the skin of her lower back as she arches herself further into him.

"Because if it is..." She pauses, drawing out the word until it's barely more than a whisper, "...if this is what you want... tonight could be your lucky night." Her hips begin to rock in rhythm with her words, grinding against his aroused length.

Jinx's dark eyes glint with amusement and excitement at the offer. A shiver runs down her spine as she contemplates the thought of someone being so intent on taking her life that they would spend an entire night worshipping her body first. Her fingers tighten around Gravy's erection, giving it a squeeze before letting go with a soft pop.

"Deal,"

she whispers huskily into his ear, the word laced with her mischievous delight and aroused anticipation.

With a sudden burst of energy, Jinx spins away from Gravy, landing on one of the barstools near them. She straddles it backwards, presenting herself to him in all her glory. Her hands snake up under her shirt, revealing supple, pale breasts before continuing to unbutton the rest of it, exposing more of her long, lean body to his hungry gaze.

"So, handsome... What do you say?"

Jinx purrs as she looks back over her shoulder at Gravy with a wicked grin.

"Ready to collect your prize?"

Her voice is sharp and seductive as ever, laced with the challenge of their twisted bargain.

Gingerly stepping out of her pants and underwear, she kicks them aside before lying back on the bed, her legs spread invitingly. Her breasts rise and fall with each ragged breath as she watches Gravy approach. A slow smile curls across her lips, anticipation dancing in her eyes.

"Come on," she huskily urges, "don't keep me waiting." Her hands find their way between her legs, already slick with desire for him. "I've got plenty of nasty things to show you..." She moans softly as he nears, enjoying the power trip that comes from knowing he wants her dead but can't resist the allure of her body and the thrill of their twisted game.

Jinx arches her back slightly, pushing herself up onto her elbows as she gazes at Gravy hungrily. "So... are you gonna do it?" she whispers, breath hitching in anticipation. "Or am I just wasting my time here?"

With a wicked grin, Jinx lies back on the bed, watching him with hungry eyes as he removes his clothes. Her breath hitches when his muscular body is finally bared to her view, and she can't help but let out a throaty moan of approval. With each movement, every inch of skin that's revealed only serves to inflame her senses further.

Jinx reaches out, running her fingers lightly across his chest before trailing them downwards, teasing over the hard length straining at his pants. Her free hand cups his cheek, pulling him closer so their lips meet in a heated, passionate kiss. Their tongues dance wildly as they explore each other's mouths, the pressure building between her legs as she feels herself growing wet for him.

Her hips lift off the bed, pushing against his hand in silent demand, but Jinx isn't ready to surrender control just yet. With a harsh groan, she breaks the kiss and pushes him down onto the mattress beside her, straddling his hips once more. Her lips find his neck, teasing and nipping at his skin as her fingers expertly undo his pants, freeing his throbbing length from confinement.

Jinx chuckles darkly before lowering herself onto him, moaning at the feeling of him filling her up so perfectly. She rocks her hips back and forth, meeting his every thrust with equal force as they race towards their mutual release. Her breath comes in ragged gasps now, and the tension in her body begins to build unbearably.

"Fuck,"

she groans out, arching her back as a shiver of pleasure runs down her spine.

"Gravy..."

She pants his name like an obscene

Her body trembles and arches beneath him, her mouth agape in an O of pleasure as he continues to pound into her. Jinx feels the familiar tightness building in her core, a warning that release is imminent. Her moans grow louder, more desperate, each one seemingly pulled from the very depths of her soul as she nears the brink.

"Gravy..." she gasps out between breaths, "...I'm... gonna..." Another shiver runs through her body, and for a moment, it feels like every nerve ending is alight with pleasure. "Ahhhh!" She cries out as her orgasm crashes over her, shuddering violently around his cock as wave after wave of intense sensation washes through her.

Jinx's muscles clench rhythmically, holding him deep inside as she writhes and moans on top of him. Her body goes limp for a moment before tightening again, urging him to release with her. With a final, sharp cry of satisfaction, Jinx arches once more, squeezing him in one last powerful spasm that sends shockwaves through both their bodies as they come together in an explosion of ecstasy.

Her breathing slows gradually, returning to normal as she collapses bonelessly onto his chest, her weight pressing down on him. Jinx laughs softly before leaning up to plant a gentle kiss on Gravy's lips. "So," she whispers with a sultry grin, "do you want me alive... or dead?"

Her breath is warm against his skin, and despite everything that's just happened, he can't help but feel a strange longing to see where their twisted game might lead them next.

Her head falls back against the pillow, heavy and boneless, as she gasps for breath. A mischievous smile curls at the corners of her lips as she glances down at Gravy.

"So,"

she pants, trying to catch her breath,

"was it worth dying for?"

Her fingers trail idly up his chest, over his shoulders and finally coming to rest on his neck. With a wicked smirk, Jinx leans forward, brushing her lips against his ear before whispering darkly,

"Think you can handle taking my life now?"

Her hips lift off the bed to meet his thrusts, their bodies sliding together in perfect rhythm. A shudder runs through her at the feel of him so deep inside her; it's almost as if he's part of her now. Jinx arches her back, moaning loudly as he hits that spot inside her over and over again.

"Ahh!"

she cries out, arching her back off the bed as he pins her down beneath him. Her body meets his thrusts with equal force, their hips slapping together in a frantic rhythm that mirrors the urgency of their need for each other.

"More,"

she breathes raggedly, throwing her head back against the pillow,

"I need more..."

Jinx's fingers claw at his shoulders and chest, scratching and tearing at his skin as she works towards climax once again. Her hips rise up off the bed in time with each thrust, her body arching in perfect synchronicity with his movements. With every motion, she feels herself growing wetter for him, her muscles clenching rhythmically around his cock as if trying to draw out every last ounce of pleasure from their encounter.

Her eyes roll back in her head, her breath coming in ragged gasps as the tension builds within her once more.

Her hips rise off the bed, meeting every one of his movements with equal force. Her breasts bounce with each impact, and her moans fill the air around them, intertwining with his grunts of desire. Her fingers dig into his shoulders, clawing at him almost hard enough to leave marks as she loses herself in the frenzied passion between them.

"So rough,"

she whispers hoarsely against his ear,

"I love it."

Jinx arches her back once more, her body tightening around Gravy as her orgasm washes over her in a wave of blissful release. She cries out his name as he finally collapses on top of her, their bodies still connected by the bond of sweat and pleasure.

"Gravy,"

she moans, the sound little more than a whimper now as her body quakes beneath his,

"I'm gonna..."

Without warning, she arches her back violently, fingers digging into the sheets as an intense orgasm overtakes her. Her muscles clench around him in powerful spasms that send waves of ecstasy through both their bodies. Her mouth falls open in a silent scream, and for a moment it looks like all the tension has been drained from her slender frame as she collapses limply beneath him.

Breathing heavily, Jinx watches Gravy through half-lidded eyes, studying his expression as he continues to thrust into her spent body. A knowing smirk curls at the corners of her lips as she wonders if he'll finish where

As she accepts the vial, a look of amusement flits across her features before transforming into something more contemplative. She tilts her head to the side, studying his expression as he watches her intently.

"Well then,"

she breathes softly,

"I suppose we'll find out if I was worth dying for."

Her fingers trace circles around the glass vial in her hand, feeling its weight and contemplating the consequences of her actions.

With a final nod, Jinx raises the vial to her lips, downing the contents in one swift motion. She lets out a shuddery breath as it hits her system, and for a moment, her features twist into an expression of pain. But then, just as quickly, they smooth back into their usual confident mask.

"There,"

she croaks hoarsely,

"that should do it."

She lies back on the bed with a sigh, her fingers idly tracing patterns on the sheets beside her.

"Now we wait..."

Her gaze flickers up to meet his once more before drifting shut as exhaustion finally overtakes her.

Jinx's chest rises and falls slowly in deep, even breaths as sleep claims her. In the shadows cast by the dim lamplight, she seems almost peaceful - a far cry from the deadly assassin who had been tossed back and forth between desperate criminals for the past few hours. The poison begins its work, steadily shutting down her vital organs until finally, mercifully, it brings an end to her life... and fulfills Gravy's bounty contract.

With one final, trembling breath, she closes her eyes and collapses forward into Gravy's arms, the last bit of fight leaving her body as the venom courses through her veins. Her limbs go lax, her chest still rising and falling with shallow breaths even as she slips into unconsciousness and ultimately death.

Gravy feels a pang of regret as he watches the life fade from Jinx's eyes, but reminds himself that it was for the bounty. He gently lays her back down on the bed, taking one last look at her perfect form before standing up and stretching his limbs with a small grin.

Her lips feel soft and cool against his, reminding him of the passion they'd just shared not moments ago. A small sigh escapes her as she feels his hands cup her breasts, sending a shiver down her spine even in death. Her eyelids flutter open briefly, staring blankly up at Gravy with unseeing eyes before closing once more. The thought of him touching her like this while she's gone only serves to inflame his desire further.

"Jinx..." he whispers, kissing her forehead before trailing his lips down the smooth, warm skin of her neck and chest. "You were incredible." His fingers tighten around her breasts, squeezing gently as his cock throbs in time with his heartbeat.

Her skin feels so soft beneath his fingertips, like the finest silk. A small sigh escapes him as he cups her breasts, rolling her nipples gently between his thumbs and forefingers. The warmth of her body seems to radiate outwards, enveloping him in a sense of closeness that's almost unbearable.

She feels limp and lifeless in his hands now, but there's something about the way he touches her that sends shivers down her spine. He brushes aside a lock of hair from her forehead, his fingertips trailing lightly across her cheek before settling on her lips. The kiss is gentle yet lingering, full of unspoken words and unanswered questions.

"Jinx..."

He whispers her name like a prayer, drawing the name out until it becomes little more than a whispered plea for her to come back. With one final caress, he pulls away from her and stands up, taking a deep breath as he looks down at her peaceful face one last time.

"Goodbye, Jinx."

Her body relaxing into the embrace feels strangely comforting against his, even as death claims her. A final shudder runs through her form before stillness descends, and he knows she's gone. The light leaves her eyes, and her expression loses that spark of mischief that always seemed to make him want her more. With a sigh, he finally pulls away, watching as the life fades from those beautiful features.

Her body feels warm and soft beneath his touch, the stiffness gone from her limbs now that she's finally at peace. With a sigh, he gently cups her breasts in his hands, giving them a tender squeeze before leaning down to press a final kiss to her lips. Reluctantly, he pulls away, the memory of their passionate encounters etched into his mind like a fading dream.

Standing up, Gravy takes one last look at Jinx's beautiful face, her features soft and peaceful in death. There's something oddly comforting about the sight, despite knowing that he was the one who ultimately ended her life. With a shrug, he turns to leave, heading back out into the seedy underbelly of Zaun where chaos and danger reign supreme.

The bounty hunter pauses at the door for a moment, wondering if he'll ever find another contract as satisfying as this one... or if he even wants to. The memory of Jinx's seductive voice and reckless abandon haunt him as he disappears into the shadows, leaving her lifeless body behind in search of his next target.

Her body reacts to his touch even now, arching upward toward him in a silent invitation. With one last, shuddering breath, Gravy gives in to temptation and pushes himself inside her, taking Jinx's lifeless form as far as he can while groaning aloud in relief at the feeling of her warmth surrounding him once more.

Her limbs lie bonelessly beneath him, her skin cool against his flushed cheeks as he begins to move within her, seeking release in this most twisted and morbid of ways. His hips buck against hers, driving himself deeper with each thrust while her body reacts with an empty, soulless perfection that only heightens the intensity of their illicit coupling.