Judas
By Mabry
NC-17
Jesus's musings in bed with Judas.
Warnings: sex, slash, blasphemy, etc.
Author's notes: This is my first story posted here- it's been revised a billion times but I like how it turned out. By the way, it's slash, Jesus/Judas, and has sort-of-non-graphic sex. I'm going to the Special Hell, to paraphrase one of my favorite slashers. Thank you.
Jesus only will be here for a short while and his time is running out to spend with his betrayer. Judas kisses and licks and sucks Jesus, who arches and moans. Above all Jesus is human and it shows in the way he kisses Judas and it's all teeth and lips and tongue.
He is Judas's only god and with every breath he takes he'll make it last. With each slide of the stained skin Jesus swears he sees Judas more clearly. How is it that he can be so angry at Judas but then each time he is surprised and he finds out there's more and more of Judas he loves. At least half of Judas is beauty and grace: perfection. And half of Judas is fists and sharp things and tearing flesh. Judas is half of himself. A half of a half of a half. How come Jesus can still see him? He could go on.
Was Judas always meant for this horrible task? God's blessings had not rained down upon the older man's head, but then it never really was rain, was it? It was always him, him, him, drowning and suffocating Jesus with something the savior never understood.
When Jesus is locked in the recesses of jail, Judas will stay with him until his last dying breath. Until that moment, Jesus will lead him to the fire, smile, take his hand. Until the day he dies, Jesus will protect Judas with his life. Because more than anything, Christ loves and always has loved this man. The one he'd die for, the one he wishes to spend the rest of his ending life with.