Judar Scenarios and One Shots

Sickly

Summary:

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Judra wants attention from his female s/o ,but then he finds out that she has a fever

Rating - 'Teen' for slightly sexual suggestive content

"Heeeyy!" Judar called out as he poked his head into the room of his lover, a bit surprised that he was met with almost pure darkness. "I know you're in here. Why are you ignoring me, I've been knocking forever!" He listened closely as he heard some shuffling about in the room, guessing she was on her bed.

"It has not been forever, Judar... You knocked twice before you barged in." Her voice was soft and a bit raspy, but Judar didn't really bother to notice as he walked inside, shutting the door behind him. "Whatever, you should have answered me the first knock." He began to walk further into the room, though he gave a yelp as his foot smack straight into an object in his way.

Giving another yell, he bounced about on one foot a bit, pulling his other up to grip it in pain. "Shit! What the fuck is on the floor? Don't you ever clean!" There was no response from her, just the sound of shallow breathing. Becoming irritated, Judar stomped his foot back onto the ground, trying to ignore the throbbing pain in his toes.

"What the heck is going on? You know we were supposed to meet for lunch, right?" Using his memory of the room, he walked towards her bed, doing his best to be careful of anything else on the floor. He only got a quiet grunt in response, noticing some movement on the bed as his eyes adjusted to the darkness. He stopped once his shins touched the edge of the bed, giving a bit of a pout at how unresponsive his lover was.

After a moment, a small smirk crossed his features, and he gripped the edge of the sheets, pulling them up. He started to crawl under the sheets, crawling up to hover over her body. Once he reached her chest area, he gently pulled the robe out of the way slightly, kissing her delicate skin softly. When there was no protest, he began to move his kisses upwards, stopping once he reached her neck.

Judar lifted himself up when she started to shift beneath him, one arm coming up fall over her face while she placed her free hand over Judar's face. "Not now, Judar... I don't feel good." A small frown crossed Judar's lips, able to feel how warm her hand was. "Huh? What's going on with you?" He gently removed her arm from over her face before he placed his own hand on her cheek.

He could feel that she was burning up and that her skin was clammy, sweat covering her body. He was surprised he hadn't noticed until just then, guessing he was too focused on her attention to even realize. He moved some of her hair out of her face, releasing its sticky hold on her skin. "Damn... You're like hot. Hot as in temperature, not hot as in sexy. Even though you are." He moved to sit next to her, causing the covers to fall away from her.

The instant she was uncovered, she began to shiver, hugging herself as she gave a small, airy giggle at his joke. "Thanks..." Judar quickly covered her back up, finally noticing the huge pile of blankets she had covering herself. "Damn... that's like five blankets." He stood, searching around the room for a bowl. His lover coughed, cuddling herself into the blankets. "It's seven, actually."

Judar finally found a small bowl sitting on a desk, removing its contents by dumping it out over the surface. "Whatever, you don't have to be all specific." He then quickly made his way to her wardrobe, starting to dig through it, carelessly tossing clothes about. "Where the fuck is one... Ah!"

He snatched the rag he found and made his way back over to the bed, placing the bowl on the small table next to it. Pulling his wand out of his top and using magic, he filled the bowl with water and lowered the temperature to near freezing, but not turning it into ice. He soaked the rag, squeezing any extra water out of it, before he turned to his lover and placed it onto her forehead.

She gave a small jerk, surprised at the sudden cold, but then a look of relief crossed her pained face. "Ah... that feels good..." She covered her mouth as she coughed a few times, before smiling up at him. "Thank you, Judar... You're so sweet." Judar felt his face flush hot, avoiding eye contact with her as he settled down to lay next to her.

"Don't say stuff like that! You'd die without me around to help you. Useless." He lifted his arm, allowing her to wiggle up against him and lay her head on his shoulder. "If you get me sick, I will have to punish you." She only smiled, feeling her heart flutter as Judar put his arm back around her to hold her close to him.

"I bet you will... I'm going to sleep now." Before Judar could even answer her, he could hear her soft snoring, guessing she was already totally knocked out. He sighed, putting his free arm behind his head to prop his head up and get comfortable. This wasn't exactly how he wanted to spend his afternoon, but he guessed it was alright, as long as he got to be around her.