Make Me (MxM)

Thirteen

/Jude on the side ^^ Eyes red of course, and hair pitch black, because it's not evident from the photo. comments and votes always appreciated <3/

After we came back from hell, somehow my condition got worse. For about a week now, I had nightmares, and I could barely fall asleep because of them. I was pretty sure Lucifer still fucked something up in my mind, opened one of those doors without me noticing. My past was out, roaming around in my unconscious only to hunt me mercilessly. 

Jude came in every night when he heard me scream, only to get shouted at and leave. I didn't shut up until the door closed behind him, I didn't want him near me, in times like that. Or maybe I did and that's why I sent him away. I refused to be comforted by a demon. 

The days passed, with me barely getting sleep, and attending college as I was supposed to. I knew something changed in me ever since we've been in hell, something crucial, but I couldn't quite grasp what it was... But nonetheless, Jude felt it too. I was ready for the kill, and we both knew it. 

As I got home from the café one night, he was cooking. I greeted him quietly, before throwing myself down in the kitchen, waiting for dinner to be served. I was starving. 

"I found him" my eyes shot up to him, as soon as he spoke up, and I held my breath for him to continue.

"You were right, he changed his name and is currently in the nearby city. He became a CEO, but as I heard he has quite a shady reputation if you ask the right people... He currently goes by Harvis Gerone" I grinned as Jude turned to me and put down a large bowl of spaghetti. My mouth watered, not sure because of the finally successful search, or because of the food. 

"I also got you a few sleeping pills." he added, as he sat down across from me. I glared up at him before I stuffed my mouth with his brilliant pasta. 

"I'm fine"

"That's evident from your night terrors" he remarked sharply, his voice now more demanding than before. We stared at each other intensely, either of us willing to break for the other. 

"I don't want to talk about it... Do we have wine?" I wondered, changing the subject. He nodded a little, before motioning with his head, toward the fridge. I stood up and poured us two glasses, placing his next to his plate. 

"Do we have to do this always... You know. The wine, you 'accidentally' getting drunk, so tomorrow you can blame me for what happens..." he said in a sing-song voice, before I rolled my eyes, gulping down a good chunk of my drink, before, placing my plate in the washer. 

"Shut up, Jude, that had happened once" I barked unentertained. I was not really in the mood to joke about this. I still didn't settle it with myself... Before it was easy to see why would my member act up since Jude was touching me all the time, but in hell... that was not the case. Even now, when I want to help myself, I just remember the feeling of... 

I swallowed deeply, touching my lips a little. I was turned away from him, luckily, so he couldn't see the thoughts that were displayed on my face. I closed my eyes trying to collect myself before we continue this conversation. I couldn't help myself, it was almost like a drug, once you take a little, you crave more in an endless loop. But I'd rather die than to admit this. 

I still have to get to the bottom of that. This... pain thing. I craved it more, ever since he bit me, and not understanding this urge made it worse. Or maybe I was just losing my mind, at this rate. One can last so long among demons before they get inside his head. 

I sipped my drink again, turning to face him as I sat on the kitchen counter, crossing my legs lazily. 

"Autumn break is soon upon us... We'd have time to take a trip to the city, isn't that right?" I prompted, staring at the velvet liquid in my glass.