The Monster In the Mirror [Thomas Brodie Sangster]

Part 13

I woke blissfully as usual the sweet rain battering the windows the day light casgading thought the sheer curtains of the bed, the covers around me keeping me cosy and warm, I turned over trying to get my usual morning kisses but there was no body beside me. I climbed out of bed and got on my dress for the day heading down to the kitchen
"Thomas?" I asked but he was nowhere to be seen, I wondered around the house a good while but I couldn't find him "Thomas? Hello? hhhhheeeeelllllooooo?"
"Ohh hello my love" came from one of the other bedrooms as I walked past making me jump
"Thomas? What are you doing in there?" I laughed
"I uhh it's hard to explain my darling" he answered
"Can I come in?"
"No!" Ye yelled "no. It uhh it's a long story but please don't come in,"
"Thomas wants going on?"
"Look darling, I love you I wouldn't stay Away from you unless I had to, please understand I have to, too keep you safe, there's a book downstairs I left out for you it'll explain"
"Uhh okay" I nodded a little confused heading down to the living room seeing a hard back book with beautiful golden flowers indented into the covers, it was set out for me with a red bookmark sat on a specific page.
I took the book and went up to the balcony sitting on the little chair and table, opening the book to see the beautiful golden lining in the book around the beautiful hand inked pages.

Moon lust. Was the first word I saw within this large amount of information written here.
Moon lust for a reflecant is the opposite time from dark hunger when a reflecant feels a deep hunger from the darkness, the need for food takes over all needs. However moon lust is when the full moon rises into the sky in the human world, this will cause the reflect to enter the phase known as moon lust, when lust overwhelms all over needs and desires, similar to a heat or mateing season for animals. The meer sight and even voice of there love can force the reflect into a lustful state that cannot be stopped until release is achieved, at times this can even get violent if someone stands in the way of the reflectanct and his mate, to the reflectanct the sweat, saliva, and anything else smells like a pure aphrodisiac, and the reflecant can barely contain itself.

I felt so bad, poor thing. I returned the book and did my best to avoid the door, I didn't want to make it worse for him to wind him up anymore then he likely already was. But at the same time I couldn't help but giggle imagining what he could be like just behind that door, I remember the pain of being in need, I could only imagine the Intese pain he could have been in, I wanted to see him but I knew that would make him worse. But I had to speak to him
"Thomas?" I asked tapping on the door
"Y/n."
"Thomas I wanna help"
"You can't help me y/n. Honestly.... Just hearing you is making it worse."
"Please, I want to help"
"There isn't anything you can do to help y/n, believe me my love. I want you to help, I want to see you, I want to hear you, I want to be you, and kiss you like I always do but... I can't. I don't know if I can control myself." He says "I don't Wanna hurt you"
"Please Thomas just let me see you, I want to help."
"The only good you can do... Is to leave me. I'm not to bad now but as soon as it gets dark I- I can't stop it."
"But... What if I wanted to make it stop?"
".... You read the book?"
"Yes"
"You know how to stop it? And... You want to?"
"I do" I giggled
"No."
"What?"
"No. I can't."
"Don't you... Want me?"
"Ooohhh y/n my darling, my love of course I DO!" he groans "I want you... Ummmm so badly my love. I've wanted you since the night we met. Ummmmmmm you where dripping in that stuff, that liquid they poured in you... It does things to me."
"Does what?"
"That was pure aphrodisiac, pure hormones, pure pheromones, pure... Lust. Ummmm you smell like it now." He groaned hitting the door "if this wasn't between us... Fuck. I'd ruin you." He growled "but I can't. I don't want us to. Not because of this. The first time were together should... Be special it should be romantic not this lustful sickness. I know you want to help y/n, and I would love your help my darling just... Not like this."
"Alright if your sure Thomas, I'll see you tomorrow then"
"I'll see you tomorrow my love"