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Judas is a natural disaster, in the best terms of a full on hurricane. How’s the arm?
Yeah... he’s pretty awesome.
I think it’s broken. I can’t really move it without excruciating pain.
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@caseyxreese
pandora:
Judas is a natural disaster, in the best terms of a full on hurricane. How’s the arm?
Yeah... he’s pretty awesome.
I think it’s broken. I can’t really move it without excruciating pain.
madyson:
If you need some rest, I can let you sleep without anyone bothering you.
I think I have a concussion.
carter:
Don’t be, you took a way worse hit than I did. You should try to stay awake, okay?
I know... it’s just harder than you’d think. The movies make it look easy.
pandora:
Not really. If this earthquake was a person, Judas would definitely be slaughtering them right now. At least take comfort in that.
Ha — Yeah. Too bad he can’t destroy a natural disaster, though I’m sure he’ll try.
pandoraxharlow:
Out of the frying pan and into the fire, huh, Reese?
Are you surprised? This is my everyday.
Sorry...
julian:
Staying is the only option I have.
I never said you were weak and I never said you couldn’t protect yourself. You’ve been my number one priority since you were born, Casey, I’m your older brother. It’s my job to place your needs above mine.
“I just wish it was different.” Casey sighed and ran his hand through his hair. The last thing he expected was for all of this to happen, with one of the most shocking parts being Julian getting along with Judas. It should have been nice, but it was slight discerning. Casey was used to Julian’s distaste of his boyfriend, anything else was... weird. “So... what’s going to happen now?”
julian:
I am in her control, I seem to always have been. She threatened using me against you already, if that was her plan, it’s working.
Nor does it make me. Protecting you is our understanding, Case, you’re the common variable. I’ve always made my opinion of him very clear, but I know for certain we’d both go great lengths to keep you safe.
That’s exactly why you can’t stay.
You’re trying to make me feel better, but it’s not really working. I would go to great lengths to protect you both too, this shouldn’t just fall on your shoulders. I’m not something weak that has to be protected.
judas:
Judas didn’t bother stifling the sharp intake of breath at the bite that Casey gave him, shivering in ecstasy just from his words alone. Casey was acting like a man possessed, but the deep dark part of Judas appreciated that he was the one to drive Casey to that length. Watching Casey drop to his knees was picturesque and an image that he’d remember anytime he needed to know what the definition of desire was. He bit his lip as Casey moved his hand on cock, his back resting against the walls of the elevator for support. Judas rose a brow at the question, the innocent look in Casey’s eyes when he was being coy, but Judas would do about anything to have Casey’s mouth wrapped around him; he was never one to give control but he’d fulfil anything that his love wanted of him. “Please, Casey,” Judas pleaded, his free hand carding through Casey’s hair again and tugging lightly at the ends, “please suck my cock as if you need it to survive.”
The words made Casey feel feral with power and lust. Judas was always the more dominant of the two, in life and their relationship. He’d been mostly playing, the last thing he expected to hear was the Judas beg for Casey to suck his cock. “Fuck,” he hissed and titled his head back at Judas’ tug. Their eyes met and Casey felt like he was burning. “You sound so good when you beg,” he sighed as he squeezed Judas. “I’m so going to make you beg more. Every time you want to fuck me, you have to say please.” He detangled his fingers from Judas’ and placed them on his boyfriend’s hip for stability. Casey ducked his head and pressed a wet kiss to the base of Judas’ cock, slowing trailing until he reached the tip. His eyes flicked up to Judas and held as he took Judas into mouth. Casey relaxed his throat and let Judas reach the back of his throat, closing his eyes as he swallowed and then pulled back to repeat the motion again.
judas:
Every inch of him that Casey pressed against was alight with a need that only sang one name and it was always Casey’s name. No one had ever had so much all consuming control over him that he freely gave, and he would gladly give into it every time knowing that his boyfriend felt the same way for him. Judas couldn’t have been bothered to look away from Casey when the elevator door opened, content to just map every inch of his body with his lips, but Casey’s every movement was captivating. Judas balked at Casey’s words, taken by surprise at the boldness and if Judas wasn’t already hard, he would have been in that moment as he listened to Casey’s whispered words. “And here I thought I was supposed to be showing you how I much I love you,” he murmured, a wicked grin on his face. Judas gripped Casey’s hand that lingered on the waistband of his pants, moving it to cup his straining erection. “You do drive a tempting bargain and I do so love seeing this side of you.”
Casey smiled widely, loaded with a mixture of emotions; he was happy and hungry with desire, emotions that belonged to Judas. “We have all night and then forever. You can show me after I taste you—” Casey leaned forward and bit down on the junction between Judas’ shoulder and neck, trailing kisses up his neck and back to his ear. “—because I’m starving.” He squeezed Judas through his pants, his hand turning to hold Judas’ as he dropped to his knees. Casey had grown confident since the beginning of their relationship, it was hard not to when Judas treated him with so much attention. He wasn’t embarrassed to show how much he desired Judas, or perform based off his fantasies. With the hand not holding Judas’, Casey began to unbutton his boyfriend’s pants, freeing his erection. His hand wrapped around Judas’ cock and started to move, squeezing the base with each back and forth jerk. Looking up at Judas, Casey gave him an innocent look, “Are you tempted enough to beg?”
judas:
Being in Casey’s orbit made it easy for him to be himself and not the person that St. Cascadia expected him to be. Easy to be the person who could and would bend over backwards for the love of his life after never thinking he would feel that way for anyone. Judas couldn’t help the mischievous tilt of his lips at Casey’s words, his voice a quiet whisper in response, “as you wish. Let’s go to our room.” He thought about staying there in the parking garage, but nothing about that was romantic enough. Nothing about that allowed him to shower Casey with every bit of affection that he deserved; didn’t let Judas worship Casey like the way he wanted to. Taking Casey’s hand in his, he walked them over to the elevator; pulling them both inside before punching the number for their floor. The doors opening and closing were agonizingly slow, the elevator itself taking even longer. Judas couldn’t bare to be separated from Casey for long and there wasn’t a care in the world about people walking in on them in his mind as he pulled Casey into him again; his lips connecting with Casey’s in a feverish demand, teeth nipping lightly at Casey’s lips as his fingers carded through his hair like Judas had done so many times before before resting on the nape of his neck. Judas loved nothing more than running his fingertips through Casey’s hair and over his body, it alone reminded him that Casey was real. Only the ding of the elevator and the whirring of the doors opening reminded Judas of his original mission to cart the two of them to their room.
The mischief in Judas’ smile sent a thrill down Casey’s spine. He was so freaking attracted to the man, his mouth went dry as he stared at Judas hungrily. Our room. Sometimes it felt like the whole house was theirs, that the people who cohabited the place weren’t really there. More often than not, Casey and Judas were to absorbed in each other to notice the others. He didn’t know a person could love and be loved with such magnitude. All Casey wanted in his life was Judas, and while he knew it wasn’t exactly healthy, there was nothing that could change the way he felt. Casey didn’t consider himself a violent person. He wasn’t a person who raged; even Savitri was a silent affair of righteousness. But Casey would burn the whole city if it meant having Judas, if it meant protecting what they have. He followed his boyfriend into the elevator, leaning against the wall breathless as they looked at each other. He knew he looked a mess, the remnants of crying still on his face, but he couldn’t find it in himself to care when Judas looked at him like that. Casey went willingly into Judas’ arms, his arms clutching Judas’ shoulders. Judas’ fingers in Casey’s hair made him shiver and he pressed himself against Judas’ chest more than he was. He returned Judas’ kiss with just as much fervour, starting to harden in his pants. When the door dinged open, he sighed and pulled away from the kiss. Leaning his head against the elevator wall, Casey smirked at Judas flirty. “We could stay here... and I can suck you off,” he leaned in to whisper in Judas’ ear. His hand trailing down Judas’ chest to play with the hem of Judas’ pants. He was grinned teasingly, half-joking but still just enraptured.
julian:
I hate him less than the idea of you being in Hedgestone in her control where you could be used to hurt the people you care about. He and I, we’re at an understanding.
I’m more worried about you being in her control, that she’ll use you against me.
An understanding... right. That doesn’t really make me feel better. What’s your understanding exactly?
julian:
Judas and Eleanor Cabello may approach Morri with…diplomacy. Make a deal, trade off anything so you don’t have to go back. Not if it’s what you don’t want.
Why would you want that? I thought you wanted me to stay away from Judas, you hate him.
judas:
For the time, every problem that waited for them outside the doors of his house, their house, was pushed aside. Everything in the past months were a whirlwind, never giving him a moment of calm but there was one constant and that was the person he held in his hands. Every fiber of his being belonged to Casey, ever since the beginning when he always thought he had the upper hand. Judas was utterly and hopelessly in love with Casey. Judas leaned into his kiss, hands moving to Casey’s sides to pull them flush together. He’d missed the two of them together. Ever since the book, ever since the Trio came to light, there was always a tension between them– something that was always lurking in the shadows, but the moment he felt Casey’s lips on his again told him that they’d be okay. Breaking away from the kiss only momentarily to press his lips onto every inch of Casey’s face, “there’s no one else for me, Casey, you’re it. I’ll spend the rest of my life making sure you know how much I love you.”
Casey wrapped himself around Judas in response; one arm curing around his boyfriend’s neck while his opposite fist clenched the fabric of Judas’ shirt. He had been willing to go, to make the sacrifice for both his family and friends, as well as Judas. But he really hadn’t wanted to, they had made a home together and Casey wanted to keep growing their relationship. He saw a future with Judas, of traveling the world... marriage... family... everything. Casey wanted it all and only with Judas. He smiled as Judas kissed his face, his eyes closed as he leaned into the affection. There was no way he could go back now, he would kill to stay with Judas. His eyes opened slightly, looking at Judas softly. “Why don’t you show me? Show me how much you love me, Jude.”
judas:
Judas waited on bated breath for Casey’s next choice, knowing that no one else could make it for him. Not even Judas, not that he would want to. Before, Judas was a man that had taken what he wanted when he had the chance, never bowing to anyone and damning the consequences; deeming himself too far above retaliation. In a way, he was. He never feared anyone except the people he’d escaped from, and he never feared anything until this exact moment that Casey could potentially choose to leave him, but he could never rip away the power of choice. Casey had molded Judas, changed him, made him connect with who he was before everything. Hope sparked with him at Casey’s words, listening to him speak with rapt attention; his heart hammering echoed with Casey’s where it laid underneath his palm. Judas murmured Casey’s name quietly as he made his proclamation. Judas knew that Casey loved every part of him, him and Theodore, but hearing the words as plain as day made everything reality. Casey had chosen him. “You’re not going anywhere,” he echoed, his lips curving into the first smile he was able to share with Casey since the whole discussion had started. The road would be long, but for that moment, nothing else existed. The only thing he cared about was right in front of him. Judas moved his hands to frame Casey’s face, his eyes roaming over his features adoringly. “All my life I never really had a true purpose, but when I look at you I know that I at least did one thing right during my time.” Judas’ thumbs traced Casey’s cheekbones lightly before he leaned in; connecting his lips to Casey’s, an act so innocent but only fueled the love in his heart. “I’m lucky to have you in my life, Casey.”
You’re not going anywhere. Casey held tighter onto Judas, his chest inflating as it filled with so much love that it seemed impossible. “Never,” Casey breathed into return as he returned Judas’ smile. He still looked a mess, his eyes red and glassy from crying, his skin pink beneath his nose and along his cheeks. Casey still felt shaky from the emotions he’d gone through, but he saw a light that he hadn’t seen before. At the end of the tunnel, Casey saw him and Judas happy and together. He knew there were still bumps down their road, particularly the one that involved Judas’ past, but Casey was ready to face it all because the outcome was worth it; being with Judas was worth anything. When Judas kissed him, Casey returned the embrace eagerly. He was entirely addicting, and each time Judas touched Casey it felt electric. He whined softly when Judas pulled away, his eyes tracing Judas’ lips. “You’re the best thing to ever happen to me. I love you so much.” Casey pulled Judas’ face back to his, kissing him with frantic passion.
judas:
Judas didn’t realize how much he wanted, needed, Casey’s trust. In his line of business, no one trusted him just his ability. Why would anyone trust someone who’s loyalty can be bought? There were a select few others who’s trust lied in his person and not his job. “I don’t have to be everywhere, not to take care of this, and the Trio wouldn’t be after me.” He didn’t want to reiterate that Casey would be the sole target. Judas had the strength and the ability to fend them off, but not Casey; it’s why he’d pushed so hard to have him protected. His hand moved to Casey’s wrist, moving his hand to press his knuckles against his lips. Every word that Casey spoke was like a hot knife against his heart, but there was never a time that Judas wouldn’t hear Casey voice his opinions. “Don’t think that would be an easier option, Casey. There is no easy option,” Judas’ voice was hoarse though his lips ticked up into a rueful smile, “I would never fault you for going back. You would have your family, you’d have Austen and Everly. You’d have Simon. You know which one I would prefer you to take, to stay with me– it’s entirely selfish of me to ask you to stay, but don’t leave because you think it’s easier for you to do so. You do what’s best for you and I will protect you every step of the way. I will always have your back every step.”
Casey knew that he was the main target of the Trio, but he wasn’t convinced that if given an opening, the Trio wouldn’t try to target Judas too. He watched Judas closely, his eyes following as Judas kissed Casey’s hand, his heart lurching painfully from the love he felt. From day one, Casey had been a moth drawn to flame. Judas burned so brightly, sometimes even now it blinded him. He’d been helpless from the day they met, and while he knew it wasn’t entirely innocent on Judas’ part, Casey had grown more besotted as he witnessed Judas fall into their relationship just as helplessly. There was no doubt in Casey’s mind that Judas loved him; they loved each other in a way that was intense and all-consuming. Judas saw everything Casey was and wasn’t, with no judgement or need to try and control him. To go back to Hedgestone... there was no telling when and where they could see each other again, not when Judas would have to help Eleanor’s claim cement. Casey knew his answer, he just wasn’t prepared for how uncomfortable the ease he made it with felt. His friends... his family... they meant so little compared to him; Judas meant everything. “I don’t think I could ever leave you willing. Ever.” Casey twisted his hand in Judas’, pressing Judas’ hand to his chest. “Whether it’s Judas... or Theo—” He hadn’t used the name since reading the book, unsure on whether Judas’ would like it or not. “I want to be with you, in our home, forever.” He had thought he’d be leaving, had told people as much. But that was before he thought staying could really be an option, before he knew how greedily he take the option if Judas was willing. “Morrigan can go fuck herself, I’m not going anywhere.”
judas:
He held onto Casey, his fingers tangling into his brown hair. Judas didn’t realize how scared he was of Casey leaving. Not just because of everything with the Trio and the danger they posed to him, but because Judas wasn’t ready for that pain. For that loneliness that was the exact shape of the imprint Casey left on his heart. “You matter to me. Your safety, your needs and wants are mine. You are my best interest,” he said quietly, his hands moving to cup Casey’s face so that he could see his eyes, “I know how to play the game enough to come out at the end okay. Trust me?”
Casey leaned into Judas’ touch, his eyes troubled and watery as he looked at Judas. “Of course I trust you, I trust you with my life,” he said softly, yet sincerely. He reached up and clutched the hand holding his face. "But you can’t be everywhere, not if you think the Trio are coming after you.” He had read Judas’ book, he knew who Judas was concerned for, who was making him take Casey’s safety so seriously. “And maybe...” Casey stoped to swallow the dryness in his throat. “What if it’s easier for everyone if I go?” The words tasted bitter in his mouth, but it was something he had to say, a concern he had to voice. “It would mean no one gets hurt, j-just...” Just us.