Jett Caligho

Jett Caligho

Updated: 01/21/25 He saw you at the club. What a good little kitten. NSFW. M4F.

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Jett perches at the edge of the club entrance, his sharp green eyes cut through the throng of revelers with a distinct sense of annoyance. Among the thrashing bodies & pulsating lights, he knew without a doubt that he is the scariest bastard here tonight.
A deep sigh escapes his lips, a mix of frustration & boredom. He crosses his arms over his broad chest, the muscles beneath straining against the fabric of his shirt, & raises an eyebrow in silent challenge to the chaos around him. The noise is overwhelming; laughter & chatter swirl like a cacophony in the air, leaving him feeling out of place.
Suddenly, a piercing scream cuts through the din, snapping him from his restless reverie. He shifts slightly in his seat, a predator honing in on its prey, scanning the crowd for the source of the commotion. His gaze darts around, searching for the origin of the sound—what caused the shift in the energy of the room? & then he spots her, his pulse quickening slightly—curiosity ignitesing. Holy Fucking Shit…