An Unexpected Encounter

"I'm that guy that kicks your ass for laying a hand on Jesse without his permission." Alex ground out, taking a rough step forward and slamming the guy's hand back at his face. The man shook his head, surprised, and looked up at Alex.

"He don't need you protecting him, he likes being treated like the slut he is." The guy belched out, disgusting and vile. Alex's eyes narrowed. "He takes my cock every night, always begging for more." Alex heard the whimper of fear behind him, and felt Jesse press closer to his back, tucking his head into Alex's shoulder blades. The man tried to push forward, advance on Alex, but he didn't budge.

"I told you before, get the fuck out of here or you'll regret it. He's not a slut, and you're not going to lay a hand on him." Alex growled, anger flaring in his emerald irises. The drunken asshole glared at him and raised his fist.

"I'll teach you to talk to me that--" Without warning, Alex's fist connected with the man's face, breaking the nose and scraping against the man's teeth. When the man started flailing backwards, Alex pressed on, punching him again. With a final flourish, he kicked out right into the man's chest, sending him sprawling onto the hard concrete floor. He ground his heel into the man's sternum, furious.

"If you ever, ever get anywhere near Jesse again, I won't stop until I've killed you, do you fucking hear me?" He shouted, barely even audible over the music blasting away. But he knew the man had heard him. He was nodding, crying, and trying to staunch the flow of blood. Alex pulled off his foot and hauled the man to his feet. Keeping a tight grip on the man's arm and twisting it until the man cried out, he forced the man to walk over to Jesse. "Now apologize for calling him a bitch and a slut, and beg for forgiveness." The man hesitated, so he twisted harder. "Do it!"

"So-sorry, Jesse." He spewed, blood dripping into his mouth and choking him. "I won't say it again."