Miko
It's almost dawn, the dark shadows slowly disappearing but it's not like I can even register all of that we have been sitting here, all night.
Not when Jude is in front of me, waiting for an answer. He's naked.
I can see my cum dripping down the floor from his thighs.
I am slightly drunk, but not enough to make me forget or miss what the fuck is going on.
He has asked me if I still love him.
I haven't said anything. How can... Sometimes I feel like I know Jude like the back of my hand and then some other times like now, I feel like I know nothing.
He is afraid. He kept begging me to not leave him, like I could ever leave him.
Like I could ever stop loving him.
But we are still fighting. We can't fuck our way out of this clusterfuck, not that I would try. Not that I wouldn't try to make him see even if it's through my dick how much I am whipped for him.
How he has me wrapped around his little finger.
