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I'm in love with Judas.

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  1. Forgive me father, for sin has come to me; for I am about to allow sin consume me like fire forged from Hell. Crystalline azures bore through my transgressed soul as he crosses to me, his masculine hands binding my wrists together upon impact; I allow him to do this, to force power over me, and as I am about to bend at the knee, it is he who completes such action. Tall frame now measures height with my petite one, his grip unclasping only to bring his hands into prayer stance. Dawn-tinted petals open, yet no words come out, but I know this man, and his silence screams out so much more. I can't help but break my gaze, my perfectly manicured talons now running through golden tresses.
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  4. Curse you for being my damnation and salvation. As his eyes lower, he bows his head. I'm about to speak when he surprises me with his next words, "I am not worthy of you. For two thousand years I have suffered in the Underworld. And I was given the chance to redeem myself, albeit it is in the most taboo way," He was right. I knew that what we shared had originally been just a plan to bring me to the Underworld in hopes to rule the seventh layer of the inferno; my father would step down, and I would be married to he, before they use me as the sacrificial lamb to unleash my higher vibrations, to release the true demon I was supposed to be.
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  7. "I've seen the error in my ways; I could never allow you to succumb to your father's deepest desires, for it is a violation of the Lord's law." His words persuaded my body to stiffen. Is he being honest, or was this deception? For once, is Judas Iscariot being raw and unfiltered? My heart aches to find out the truth, for I couldn't stand another heartbreak. Clouded visage meets his, brows furrowing; looks like I would be finding out soon enough,
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  9. "And how can I give you the benefit of the doubt, man of Queriot? You betrayed our Savior, our beloved Jesus Christ, for thirty pieces of silver-- how do I know you wouldn't betray me? How can I give you all of me with confidence?" It seemed that he couldn't answer, which rose suspicion in me. I watched him lower his head more, and felt his lips brush over the tops of my exposed feet, "Judas…?" I question, confusion playing my features.
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  11. He remains silent as he stands, his chiseled chest and peak physique hovering over me. As we lock optics, I feel a sense of clarity surge through me. My hands find his, palm resting against palm; I feel the scarring of his crucifixion and sigh -- how can someone so wrong, make me feel right? We meshed so well, that my hand fitted his, completed that gap he had. Oh, my sweet Judas, I hope you are being sincere.
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  13. Every moment that I spend with this man, I fall more into him, and he catches me. He catches me the way Eve caught the forbidden apple that Lucifer gave her from the tree. It was delicious, it was sweet, it was everything I needed and wanted. Judas smiles at me, the corners of his eyes crinkling; it's reassuring, a warm smile. How could I resist him? His new form looked like it was sculpted by God himself. His aura seeped with temptation, a saccharine mixture of vermilion and indigo, the color of passion and pomegranates…. my weakness.
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  15. He cranes his head and captures my lips in a slow kiss, his hands folding over mine, our fingers intertwined within each other. I am happy to return that kiss; oh, how I craved him. Yes, my love, feed my soul with your tainted love, break me softly, and do not stop. I want you, I want to taste the blood of my enemies, I imagine it tastes like wine. I want to bathe in their blood as well, with you beside me. I want you to coax my soul to become immoral. My dearest Judas, I am yours. I am all yours, and you are mine.
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  17. I become weak under his touch. Our kiss deepens, passion rising, heat surging through our bodies; we are melting in one another, holding on to what we have, to the foundation on what our love was built on. As the liplock breaks, our foreheads pressed to each other, and our eyes open, gaze completely lost in bliss and euphoria, and it is then I realize that I, the cambion known as Zelina Grimes, am in love with Judas Iscariot; it is then I realize that I want to live in the peaceful land of forever, even if it meant me giving up my human life in exchange for being a daemon.
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  20. I'd swear on my life, for his protection. Father forgive me, for sin has covered me, for I am sealing my fate with him; the Hades to my Persephone, my traitor, my Judas.
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