Eat the Rude
The Question
Will felt his whole body tense. The stag lowered it's head and pawed the floor. Will closed his eyes and told himself what he was seeing wasn't real. He felt Juliette sit up on the couch. She grabbed his face with her hands and shook him gently.
"Will.....Will...WILL!"
His eyes shot open and his breath became labored. Every hair stood on end. The stag was gone. Nothing but the empty hallway. Juliette was still holding his face.
"Will are you alright?" her blue eyes swimming with concern.
Will shook his head slightly and fell on the couch. Juliette grabbed a silk black robe from the bathroom down the hall and ran back to the living room. Will was still trying to comprehend what he had just seen. He had not seen the stag since his confrontation with Hannibal before he fled to Paris. Why now?
"Will come with me."
Juliette pulled Will to his feet and led him upstairs. He felt...numb. He had hopped that his hallucinations of this nightmare stag were behind him. That Hannibal no longer had the hold over him that so cruelly damaged his psyche. Juliette led Will into her bedroom. Her king sized bed draped in purple and black looked warm and inviting. He watched the robe slide from Juliette's body onto the floor. Just the sight of her skin aroused him in a way that not even he could describe. He was conflicted. His desire was like a thick veil that covered his mind and the revelation that he might still be under the hold of his enemy trying desperately to lift that veil. In that moment he wanted to forget that he ever saw that stag again. Juliette was already under the blankets of her bed, looking at him with hungry eyes. Will stripped and slid in next to her taking hold of her hips, pulling her close to him.
"Can you make me forget?" he asked. His eyes thick with passion and mournful with pain.
Juliette pulled him to her breasts, his mouth feeding on them. Kissing, biting and licking. Juliette moaned as he slid down her stomach and buried his head between her legs. In the midst of her pleasure she glanced at the doorway to her room. She only saw the shadow of his suit and the flash of his eyes as he smiled.