Welcome to the finale of this ride of obsurd smut!

Keep in mind that I do not own any of these amazing and memorable characters. Sabrina Contugno is the owner of her sweet and crazy children, not me.

So without further ado...

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'But I had never felt so alive...than I had in that moment...all because of him.'

(Nobody's POV)

Chocked and panicked gasps echoed throughout the good doctor's quarters, Henry quickly rising his head off of his desk, his entire body in a cold sweat of fear, panting heavily with a racing heartbeat, his heart pounding in his chest. He looked this way and that, as if he felt someone was about to suddenly attack him from somewhere in the shadows...but it never happened, and the brunette sighed in relief, instantly relaxing back into his chair while he gently rubbed at his forehead in order to try, and quickly fail, at qwelling the splitting headache battering and ravaging his brain.

"Damn you, Hyde." Henry muttered under his hot breath, biting his lower lip as he did so while he combed one of his shaking hands through his disheveled and now slightly wet brown hair. His ruby orbs were weary and aching once again, from the small bits of light in his office, as the doctor began to silently think.

All that had transpired between the two men...it seemed to have actually helped Jekyll...once the shock and humiliation that the good doctor had gone through had worn off that is, but the doctor would never speak such insane words to anybody, especially not his mad counterpart. But he knew though, Henry always knew, that Hyde of all the people that had ever known him, would be able to figure it out thanks to how long they had known one another.

'What on earth is wrong with me? Why do I feel like this?' He pondered to himself in frustration, as while he was thinking about it, his headache worsening even more than before, which in turn just made him feel even more frustrated with himself.

A minutes passed by, but Henry could easily hazard a pretty good guess, that even though what had happened felt like it had gone on for a long period of time, it was probably still dark outside The Society's walls. The passage of time worked very differently in the dreamscape, as the well loved doctor had come to learn before hand in the past.

The brunette stood out of his comfy chair, pushing said chair back a little as he stood up, and began to slowly walk over to the more comfortable and slightly luxurious sofa, that was placed on the right side of the large doors of his quarters. But as Henry stepped across his quarters, with his hands at his sides and not together behind his back, like he would always wear them when in public, his slow steps suddenly ceased completely in front of the fancy mirror to his left, as if frozen to the spot by a strange and unknown force.

Jekyll glanced at it from the corners of his eyes, then turned to look directly at his reflection.

The doctor felt as if his reputation, had taken an invisible yet strong blow, at the cost of his sinful actions...but on the bright side the stress that had irked him previously had lessened since before he had drifted off into sleep.

Suddenly, while looking into the mirror, a thought crossed Jekyll's tired mind.

'The marks!'

Quickly, he began to remove his upper clothing as quickly and as carefully as possible: undoing his tie, then unbuttoning his over-shirt, along with the white shirt underneath that, followed by him placing them neatly on the sofa's nearest arm, just moments after his upper clothes had been removed from his body.

And as the doctor stared at his reflection once more, his eyes turned wide in bewilderment and confusion.

There was not a single scratch on his entire form that his eyes could see!

He looked himself up and down god knows how many times, twisting his body here and there to see every detail of himself...but there was still nothing upon him that could have been seen as evidence against him, in order to prove what the doctor had gone through. But it also showed that all Henry had felt, heard and tasted because of Hyde...might not have truly happened.

But do not mistake my words though, he was thankful beyond description that there were no markings for the lodgers to point out and ask questions over. But at the same time, a small part of him felt cheated out of such an insane experience, that had allowed him to feel, hear and taste new things, that he never thought he would actually ever find himself even attempting in his lifetime!

As the entire scene played out before his mind like a twisted and strangely beautiful fantasy, his eyes began to fill up with curiosity and the familiar taste of Hyde's essence played upon the tip of his tongue. Though it had a salty taste to it, it wasn't as strong as before, and it didn't make him shudder in disgust like when he had first tasted it.

Soon enough, and tempting his own fate, he took a few steps closer to the mirror.

One.

Two.

Three steps forward, and he was now another step away from his reflection, but he did not take that final step and simply continued to stare at himself at a closer view, his reflection staring right back at him with the same expression of curiosity that he himself held.

"Hehehehehe~"

Suddenly the glass of the mirror began to morph, wave and twist, the clear material changing into ethereal blends and shades of pinks, purples and whites, till the entire frame was engulfed by said colours, and soon a familiar figure, not as tall as Henry, appeared in exchange for his own reflection: Edward Hyde.

The doctor quickly redid those previous few steps at the sight of his sinful counterpart.

"Feeling better now Jek-" His counterpart asked, but stopped before he could finish speaking as his green irises saw before him a half naked Jekyll, who was too late to put his clothes back on before Hyde was already staring at him with a questioning, yet hungry expression on his face.

The doctor's cheeks were burning red as Hyde suddenly bursted into hysterical laughter within the mirror at the priceless sight before him, his head hanging back as he did so while his entire body trembled from how hard he was laughing.

'Could this night possibly get any worse?!' Jekyll thought with an irritated pout.

He sighed and turned his back to the mirror, walking away and seating himself on the fancy sofa in a state of thought, for the doctor just wanted to be left alone for the rest of the night and not have to deal with Hyde till the very first light of morning came through.

But he knew that it would not happen...atleast not tonight anyway.

Henry stared down at his hands, shaking with the emotions that were conflicting with each other inside of him, soon bringing his hands up to his face just as droplets of water began to well up within his now pained eyes, followed by his quiet sobs of despair that left his quivering lips. Sobs that Hyde soon heard from the other side of the mirror, peaking his interest as he stared through the glass to see Jekyll covering his face with his hands and hiding his sorrowful expression, yet his sobs were clear as crystal to the madman's ears.

But as the doctor continued to sob from such strong confliction, over how he should have even felt after what he had done, he did not catch his counterpart leaving the mirror and floating over to his side. And with his being soon behind Jekyll, Hyde placed his palms on the crying doctor's shoulders, making the brunette jump while removing his now tear stained hands from his flustered and tear stained face. He tried desperately to get as far away from Hyde as possible, but the grip on his shoulders kept his body in place, as he tried to stand up.

"Calm your cries, Henry. It doesn't suit you." Hyde whispered into the doctor's right ear with an oddly soothing voice in place of his frightening one. His gloved hands stroked up and down Jekyll's shivering shoulders, as the madman's glowing form began to envelope the both of them in a warm and comforting aura, yet it still retained it's unsettling appearance. But it strangely helped to ease the doctor's sobs, though a few tears still escaped the corners of his eyes as he did not turn to meet the madman's gaze.

He couldn't believe what he was seeing! After all of this, the sins he had just commited with his counterpart, it was Hyde that had to comfort his cluttered mind in the dark privacy of his quarters!

"H-How should I f-feel?" Henry muttered out with a uneasy and weak stutter.

"About our little play time?" Hyde questioned with a nonchalant tone to his words.

The doctor nodded nervously, and Hyde suddenly rushed around to float in front of him, though his hands still remained on the sides of the other's shoulders, still having a strong grip on them.

"Look, i'm not someone who comforts others okay." Hyde started sternly and with a fragment of annoyance to his words, catching Henry's attention as he looked up to finally meet his counterpart's emerald eyes with his own teary eyed ones, trying to hold back the remaining tears as he did so.

"But you've got to stop panicking over these little things, and just simply try to enjoy the moment, for once in your life. It's not that difficult to do, is it?"

Jekyll was clearly caught off guard by such truthful yet harsh words...of encouragement, from his menacing counterpart as his eyes darted this way and that for a moment, the doctor opening his mouth to speak again with his eyebrows lowered in anger.

"You know damn well it's not that simple! My repu-"

Suddenly his angered words were ceased, as cold and eerie lips once again silenced his words with a single kiss, that shocked his entire body, frozen in surprise as his eyes widened as a quiet gasp escpaed his captured mouth.

But his eyes quickly closed as Jekyll, just like before when he had given in, melted into the madman's enticing lips, followed by his body relaxing, the doctor kissing back. He nearly brought his hands up and into stroke Hyde's soft and messy mane of hair...but unfortunately for the good doctor, who now desperately wanted that single and breath-taking kiss to continue, said kiss was quite brief, and those lips parted from his faster than they had arrived, leaving the brunette unable to utter another word.

Hyde giggled playfully at him, as Henry was left panting breathlessly, a little drool dripping from his lower lip.

"You talk way too much, my dear doctor~"

No response was uttered.

Their faces were still extremely close, and there was not a single word uttered between them, as the two men simply stared into each other's eyes.

Both of them seemed to be waiting for the other to make a move, both of them looking ready to play with each other again, their hearts almost beating as one in that moment as deep down both Jekyll and Hyde yearned and hungered to dive back into the dreamscape.

That was however, until the madman simply decided to float back over to the mirror, like a ghostly specter of fear and desire. But before the blonde finally dissapeared for the night, he turned around to see that the doctor's eyes had followed his form. He was looking up at Hyde, his ruby orbs still bloodshot and glistening beautifully with tears, while his cheeks were dusted with a dark shade of scarlet, that brought a pleased and teasing smirk to the shorter man's pale lips, followed by some final words:

"I can't wait for our next playtime together.~ You're not half bad with that mouth of yours~" Hyde teased softly with that smirk still remaining on his lips, and he could see Jekyll's cheeks quickly turn even darker with a clear embarrassment, thanks to his odd yet honest praise.

"Have a good night, Henry~ Sleep tight, don't let the sinners bite~"

And just as the doctor was about to rush over and stop Hyde from leaving, ask for answers to all his questions, and maybe even persuade the madman to do what he had done to him again: ravish his body, make him cry and make him scream, while he made him feel the most sinful of pleasures again...his counterpart was gone and the mirror returned to normal. The words he spoke echoed through Henry's mind like a creepy, yet comforting melody, as he turned to look at his clothes.

The doctor sighed quietly in defeat.

Soon enough, he had changed back into his gentlemanly attire and was now resting his whole body on the sofa, his hands on his chest, his shoes off and his legs lounging just a little off the end of the sofa, while his head rested on the right arm of the sofa, glaring up at the ceiling as he once again sighed to himself.

And after a few minutes his tired eyes slowly closed.

But this time, there was not a problem in sight and the good doctor slept well for the rest of the night, for when the morning came he would be bound to his duty in the daylight once again...but for now, in the shadows of his office, he could sleep with his sins hidden away from many accusing eyes and many listening ears.

All except for Hyde's.

Well that was the ending ladies and gentlemen, not the best thing to end it on, but I felt it made sense to end this with a bittersweet taste to the finale.

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