Make Me (MxM)

Twelve

/ Okay so... maybe no one needs this since I already have a warning in the summary, but anyway: This chapter will contain sexual scenes, so children please leave. 

Also, it's Seth on the picture.

Love ya all. /

"Get on your knees, Darling"...

I stared up into his eyes as if I wasn't entirely sure if he was just joking, or if he thought that I will actually do what he asked of me, but his eyes betrayed nothing that could've alerted me of a joke. 

"Your kidding, I assume" I growled, my voice coming out weaker than I expected it to. I was still a little out of breath from the passionate minutes before, but now I managed to break the spell of lust, and I could see clearly again. 

"You are right. It was silly of me to suggest." Jude suddenly agreed, to my utter surprise and let me go, stepping away from me while every cell in my body ached for the presence that just left me. I stared after him dumbfounded, but he didn't turn back or smile at me, or make a pouty face, just calmly walked up to our king-sized bed and started to undo his tie. 

"What are you doing?" I question suspiciously. 

"Getting ready for bed, of course." He glanced at me from the corner of his eyes, furrowing his brows as if I was the one being unreasonable here. I was silent for a long while, before I realized, that I just got myself back into the situation I ever started this humiliating mission... I turned him down and now I, again, had no one to protect my private memories from Lucifer. I wanted to shout in frustration, but I just swallowed a bit more of my pride, slowly walking up to the demon, who was now sitting on the edge of our bed, preparing to get his shirt off. 

Without a word, I kneeled down at his feet and started to undo his buttons for him, my eyes fixated on the shirt, afraid to meet his gaze. 

"I'll do it" I mumbled quietly. 

"I can't hear you, Seth"  he said my name in with such a demand that I couldn't help but look up, and after our eyes locked, there was no turning back from it. It was clear now, that was his plan all along... he didn't really mean to deny me, he just wanted me to beg, in my own way. 

I gritted my teeth as I looked up at him, hating how he pushed my buttons for his own entertainment. 

"I said, I'll do it."  I growled louder now, staring up at him hatefully... not the most romantic offer he had ever received, I presume, but nonetheless, it somehow made him smile. It was a twisted, predatory smile, knowing I was at his capricious mercy. 

"Hmm... I'm not convinced you actually want this, you know..." he taunted, leaning back a little bit and placing his hands behind his back to support himself as he looked down on me, exposing his naked chest to me in the position. 

I could feel my blood boiling, but I was too determined to stop now... or maybe somehow my hate started to turn me on... I wanted to make him vulnerable... to wipe that grin off of his face, and if the only way is with moans and groans, then be it. 

I placed my hands on his knees and pushed myself up enough so I could sit on his lap. Opened my mouth a little shakily, yet not hesitantly, and ran my tongue over his neck, and his collarbone, remembering the time I cleaned wine off of him. The sweet and sour taste of the alcohol dripping down on his chest was one hell of an image, but the reason I wanted to think about it, was his face... he enjoyed it last time, if only Veronica didn't burst in, who knows what kind of crazy decisions I would've made. I'm just terrible when I'm drunk.