Jude x Dammek (Hiveswap ship) COMPLETE

ANOTHER BONUS CHAPTER!!!: Glasses

Since he wasn't here, Dammek sneaked into Jude's room very quietly. This is stupid. He picked up a shirt that was laying on the ground, and held it. I really shouldn't do this. He pushed it on his face and smelled. Fuuuck... I really, really shouldn't do this... Still smelling the shirt, he used his other hand to unbuckle his jeans. No... Stoooop... He quickly whipped out his dripping bulge and began teasing himself. Noooo... He's gonna walk iiiin... He took the shirt from his face that's now wet with saliva and used it to roughly stroke himself. He whimpered quietly. Fuuuuck... Please walk in... He dropped his pants to his knees and bent over Jude's bed. Using his other hand, he began fingering his tiny nook. Walk in here.... Get in me.... Ffffuck me.... Trying to be as quiet as he could, he continued this process for as long as he could. Well, at least until he hears Jude coming.

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Today, Jude and Dammek were looking through pounds of newspapers, writings, and random photos they found in the attic. Jude was very excited about this new discovery, thinking it would reveal some revelation about the portal. Dammek, however, wasn't as elated as him. He didn't really want to spend all day looking at paper, and he doubt he would be much help because he can't read English. "Dude, I can't read." Jude had a dumbfounded look on his face. He only just realised.

"O-o-oh, y-yeah... Uhh, m-maybe you can-?"

"I'll just watch you til I think of somethin."

"Y-you gotta do something. Maybe look at the pictures. Entertain yourself, you might learn something."

"Phhft, shut the fuck up dude." Jude laughed at his remark while he scanned some papers. Reluctantly, Dammek picked up some pictures and tried to observe them. This one looked like there was some sort of transportation unit, but it didn't have a covering for it. The back wheels were much larger than the ones in front, as well. The photo was a bit old and grainy, so it was impossible to see its natural color. He tossed that aside. The next one was a bit more interesting, because it had a face. It depicted a very thin woman in tight clothes with a tutu. Her body was posed in a way that required years of training and practice. There were also flowers near her feet. He flipped it, and saw some writing. "Brilliant!" it wrote. Whoever wrote this had very good penmanship. He tossed that aside too. "That fuck even is all this shit?"

"I think it's some of my dad's stuff. That's a tractor," Jude pointed at the photo. "and this one is a dancer."

"Huuh. Does this help?"

"I-I don't think so... But keep looking." Dammek irritatedly growled. He looked through a stack of more old photos, only these ones were together, like a book. He flipped through them, seeing various things like people, balloons, pumpkins, children, leaves, trees, plants, some dogs, squirrels, and birds. It looked like they were around a few buildings in the middle of the woods. There were also small stands that held various foods and knick knacks. To him, it kind of looked like some sort of festival. He remembers seeing a lot of the purple bloods at their parties and concerts, but this was a lot different.

"What's this?" he asked, actual curiosity in his voice. Jude looked at some of the pictures, then smiled.

"That was a Halloween party my parents went to when they were younger." He flipped through more of the pictures. "Man, I completely forgot about this, heh. This sure is bringing back memories.." Dammek stared at Jude, a slight bronze blush on his face.

"Good memories, yeah?"

"O-oh yeah, really good ones. I like these a lot. We had a lot of fun then..."