Author: Pirate Turner
Rating: R for nudity and sexual references
Summary: There's a Demon inside Carlos, and only Trent has the key.
Warnings: Slash
Challenge/Prompt: Peja's "I've got a demon inside me" 24-hour story prompt on 27/10/08.
Disclaimer: Carlos Sandoval, Trent Malloy, and Sons of Thunder are & TM their respecitve owners, not the author, and are used without permission. Everything else is & TM the author. The author makes absolutely no profit off of this work of fan fiction, and no copyright infringement is intended.
There's a demon inside of me, clawing at my insides and making me want you with a burning desire and primeval hunger that no man should feel for another. I try so hard to ignore it, but you make the beast rise with just a flash of your charming smile or the twinkle in your blue eyes. I want you not as a brother or as a friend but as so much more. I want you so badly that if you ever even suspected, you'd go screaming into the night. Your father'd be turning in his grave if he knew, if he didn't rise up from it to kick my sorry ass.
I don't know why I feel this way, but as much as I fight it, I don't seem able to win against it. I want you. I need you. I might even dare to be stupid enough to say that I love you. I do love you. You know that. You just don't know how much, and you never can. I know I'd lose you if you did. You'd never talk to me again, never even look my way.
I couldn't bare that misery. My life wouldn't be worth living without you in it. I just can't risk it. This demon has to go away, but it won't stay locked in the cage I try to keep it in. Every time I hear your voice, every time I look upon your handsome visage, every time you call my name . . . You blow me away, and my demon howls once more for you.
I love you, Trent. God and Devil know I love you. I should pull away to save you from my Demon, but I can't. I'm just not strong enough so I play the role you expect of me, eager and thankful to just be in your presence and try my best to ignore the Demon, but it comes calling so hard sometimes, I just can't ignore it. I end up feeding it with images of you and what I'd like to do with you.
I want to kiss you all over. I want to run my hands over your naked body. I want to touch you and love you until the whole world melts away and there's just us, but I know that's never going to happen. I have a Demon inside me, my friend, and I hope you'll never find out for you'll hate me for it, but I just don't know how to make it go away . . . Help me?
The End