When his stomach hit the others shoulder the air was knocked out of his lungs. He didn’t expect the other to pick him up so effortlessly, it sent a shiver of fear down his spine. He didn’t bother kicking or flailing around, he’d probably just be dropped, and if he was dropped he’d be stuck on the ground for who knows how long.<br/><br/>“He will find me, and he’ll kill you and your friend,” His hissed at Onin as they entered the house. His eyes looked around, it was just as good as his own house, so he couldn’t complain about that. Being just thrown to a ground as a surprise as he let out a grunt, landing on his side and crushing something a little too much. He looked up at the other with a distasteful stare.<br/><br/>Jackson’s cheeks turned as bright as a rose when he said ‘look like you’. “I’m not gay!” He blurted out when the other smiled down at him. He struggled to raise himself so he was sitting and not laying on his hands, there was an ache somewhere from hitting the ground wrong. “You’re bluffing,” He said as relaxed as he could, the other wouldn’t make him his bitch, he repeated that to himself. “I’ll bite your dick off if you try...” His voice didn’t seem so sure of itself this time.<br/><br/>“Untie my hands,” Jackson demanded of the other. He didn’t like the burn it was leaving on his wrists. He didn’t like feeling so useless and helpless when such a big man stalked around him like he was prey. His stomach twisted at the thought of being someone’s bitch, going from one of the highest statuses and dropping to the most humiliating one.