Corruption. || Dr.Jekyll and Mr.Hyde

"Corrupt him, dear Henry."

corruption kink ..
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IM SO SORRY. I SWEAR IT STARTED OUT AS A JOKE
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Dr.Jekyll and Mr.Utterson sigh
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How long had these thoughts been in his mind-scape? The animalistic and beast like thoughts that he'd wished stayed with his other half.  The thoughts that he pushed to the back of his head every-time he caught a glimpse of his best friend, Gabriel Utterson. 

He could've swore the thoughts were Hyde himself, echoing sick desires into his ear to try and get him to break the lawyer.  How breathtaking it would be to see the beautiful mans naked body pressed against the dark sheets of his bed.  The wine colored dressings complementing dark, bloodied, and bruised bite marks on the body of his friend. 

The more these .. desires became apparent the harder it was to ignore them. Jekyll even found himself dozing off at his desk, the same damned thoughts there.

No doubt, they were sinful — Illegal even — yet that didn't cease his need to wreck his friend completely.

Gabriel Utterson was an innocent looking man, never even having laid with a woman in bed — nor a man — so it fed the good doctors fantasy even more. 

Gabe would be fragile and quick to listen, that he was sure of.  The lawyer would be moldable like clay as he experienced pleasure for the first time.  His cries would be feeble and broken, pleasing to Jekylls ears.. He started to think these weren't just Hyde's thoughts.

     "Henry?"

     His head snapped up from the papers at his desk, looking in the doorway of his study to see none other than Gabriel Utterson. Jekyll sat there, frozen for a moment before nodding to him and standing, "Gabriel."

      "He's here now.. It's late. You have the perfect opportunity, Henry. Don't waste it." The other voice spoke.  Henry Jekyll was sure that his dear friend Gabriel couldn't hear his other half.  Not when he wasn't in his physical form, at least. 

Though he hated to admit it, Hyde might have been right.. It wouldn't hurt to feed the disgusting side of himself would it?  Surely not.

Utterson stepped in as he was acknowledged by the doctor, letting Jekyll close the door behind him.  There was.. a haunted look in the mans eye, as if something was dwelling in his mind. 

   "Evening," Utterson said to his friend.

Jekyll just nodded once more in response, his eyes fixated on the lawyer in front of him.  He was leaned back against his desk, trying to portray himself in a calm and relaxed manor — yet he was anything but.  His knuckles were white as he grasped the edge of his desk, his foot tapping on the ground.  Every bone in his body wanted this and it seemed as though Hyde screamed at him: Do it. Do it. Do it. Do him.

"Oh my dear Gabriel.." Jekyll uttered quietly.  Utterson tilted his head in a confused manor — opening his mouth to respond — before he felt warm lips pressed against his.  Lips that belonged to his friend, Dr. Henry Jekyll.

The lawyers hands were on Jekylls chest, pushing him off. Jekylls face was flushed, strands of his blond hair in his face. "Henry.. What was that?" Utterson said rather calmly. It was strange to Jekyll how calm the lawyer was after he'd just up and kissed the man.

"I'm not sure what came over me, Gabe," Said he, trying to see if he could salvage his relationship with his life long friend, "Do forgive me for this."

Yet this time as he kissed Utterson again, it didn't feel as if he was quite in control. Not all of the way, at least. 

"You were ruining your chances.  Get out of your head, Jekyll.  If you don't take this chance I will."