forum Glitches // OxO // Closed

Started November 27, 2019 by @ElderGod-Icefire

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Nyx's eyes flickered shut as he felt Jude's lips touch his, and he let out a soft sound, tilting his head into the kiss. His whole being was almost vibrating with tension, desperate for more more more of this. Wanting Jude.

Jude felt his heart pulling, wrenching, spitting out a thrumming pulse to go through him and finding chaos in his tangled thoughts. He twisted ever so slightly, easing his hands from Nyx's and pouring himself into the kiss. Every fiber of his being was in anarchy, indulging in what he'd told himself he could never have. It was wrong, he knew, but it felt so right– he didn't wholly care that he might lose himself once Nyx was gone.

Nyx's eyes flickered slightly, and he pressed closer to Jude, head tipping back slightly to deepen the kiss. His heart was racing a mile a minute.

(YES FINALLY!!)

(bahahaa i had no idea you were still keeping tabs)

Through his haze of quiet fireworks, Jude tilted his body to face him better, moving his clay-covered hands over Nyx's shoulders, his hands dangling in midair and begging to move through his raven locks.

(Once a stalker, always a stalker. :3)

(🙏🏽wise words to live by)

Nyx's eyes stayed shut, his mouth pressed to Jude's. His heart was pounding and he felt like it was going to explode out of him. He kept kissing Jude.

Jude kissed him in between his fluttering breaths, in between every second thought and every heartbeat that echoed through him. This was a bad, bad thing, but he couldn't help feeling an ocean of relief flood through him, sweeping his heart into the current and dizzying his thoughts as he waited for one of them to pull away.

We shouldn't be doing this– Nyx cut off his own thoughts. No. We're doing this. He kept his eyes closed, lips parting just a little bit as he kissed Jude back needily, wanting as much as Jude would give him.

Jude shivered in the still air of his studio, his mind a clouded mess and his mouth moving against Nyx's in a slow push and pull of their longing for each other. He begged himself to stay here like this, gambling his seconds away and questioning everything he knew about what would hurt him. Painfully, he moved his mouth away from Nyx's, opening his eyes to irregular colours and shapes, like he'd stared at a light too long.
"Should we, um, talk about this?" Jude breathed, his mouth just inches away from Nyx's.

Nyx's eyes slowly opened as Jude pulled away and spoke. He swallowed. "I-I…" he didn't know. Should they? "I…guess so." he finally said slowly, quietly. He didn't want to talk. He wanted to lean forward and press his mouth to Jude's again. But that was a terrible idea. He knew that.

"Okay," Jude said quietly with a nod, debating kissing him again, for longer as the last time like it was turning off an alarm and promising just a few more minutes. But this is what had to be done, a final ultimatum on whether or not they could keep this up and what would happen if they did. He moved away from where they sat, blinking hard and headed for the sink to wash away the clay that covered his hands.

Nyx took a deep breath, swallowing hard and watching Jude go. After a moment, he got up to wash his own hands. His eyes flickered with uncertainty. He didn't quite know what he would say. What there was to say. He knew that he wasn't good for Jude, that Jude couldn't afford to be affected by that addiction again.

Jude nodded to his couch, pulling down his sleeves as he walked and nervously tugging the edges. He slumped onto the olive green cushions, sighing and running a hand through his hair, it's getting long. Jude shook his head, closing his eyes for a moment and trying to find the right words, "Okay, so…"

Nyx washed off his hands, dried them, and sat down on the couch, looking at Jude and waiting for the other to finish talking. What are we going to do? He wondered, fidgeting with a loose thread on his shirt, biting his lip and waiting.

"–I want to figure this out." Jude told him, feeling the uncertainty between them so taxing and demanding of an explanation, a solution to this situation. "And…I need to know what you're thinkin' or…feeling, I guess."

Nyx shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know." he said softly. "I just…I guess I…" he shrugged helplessly.