Demons

Chapter Fifteen | Emma

Emma walked along the dark hallway and wanted to enter Jack's chambers but a guard stopped her, "What?" "He's taking a bath" "I don't care, it's important" Emma answered, pushing the door open anyways. "Ever heard of privacy?" Jack asked but he shut up when he saw Emma walking in. He turned back around with a sigh which caused Emma's eyes to fall on the wounds on his back which still had dirt in them. "You're probably gonna decline, but can you please clean the wounds on my back?" He carefully asked her, making Emma bite down on her lip before nodding. She grabbed a cloth from the cabinet and handed it to him, before grabbing a small wooden stool and pulling it to the edge of the wooden tub to sit behind him. Jack handed her the cloth again and he sat upright, Emma carefully dragging the cloth over his skin, but making sure not to touch him. She tried to clean out the wounds but soon realized she wouldn't be able to without touching him, taking a deep breath before letting her fingers land on his muscles, which were surprisingly soft compared to Azazel. She pulled the cut open with her fingers and she could feel Jack tense up when she cleaned the wound. "I need to stitch these" Emma spoke when she finished cleaning the wounds out, standing up to grab a needle and some thread. "Why can't they have modern medicine here.." Jack sighed before hissing through his clenched teeth when Emma pushed the needle through his skin, "Sorry.." She softly mumbled before continuing her work. She dragged the cloth over the stitched wounds again when she was finished, before dragging her stool to the side of the tub so that she could face him, noticing the blood stains remained on his face. She placed a few fingers under his jaw before starting to wipe away the blood as gently as she could, leaning in closer to make sure she didn't press down on any bruises. She laid the cloth down on the floor again before returning her eyes to his, making Jack move up as his lips pressed against hers. She let out a soft moan and wrapped her arms around his neck, making him grab onto her waist before pulling her down on top of him, causing her clothing to get drenched completely but she couldn't care less. Jack moved to sit up straight and pulled Emma against him, her hands coming up to cup both sides of his face before kissing him again. His hands slid under her wet blouse before pulling it off of her, his fingers continuing on the button and zipper of her tight leather pants afterwards.

Emma quickly descended the stairs to her room, throwing the door shut behind her as she tried to steady her breathing. God, she could slap herself in the face for being so stupid. "Ma'am? Dinner's ready" One of the servants spoke, making Emma groan. "I'll be right there" She answered, taking a few breaths to calm her nerves before walking towards the throne room. Azazel looked at her with a smile and she couldn't bare to look into his eyes for more than a second, sitting down next to him in silence. Jack entered the room soon after and Emma let out another deep breath when she noticed the only empty chair was the one right across from her. He thankfully didn't even look at her and sat down in the empty chair next to Raven, moving his still damp hair back before they looked at each other for a brief moment. "How's the eye doing?" Azazel asked with a grin, suddenly placing his hand on top of Emma's which made her tense up, before her heart started to ache. She turned her hand around to grip his as tight as she could, softly sliding his thumb over his skin. She did really fall in love with Azazel, and she had no idea what she felt for Jack. "It's fine, thank you for asking" Jack bitterly answered.