Starry's Corner: This is for my little sister. Because she's been busy and I figured she needed something just for her. x.x It's not meant to be cheerful, but she'll understand where I'm coming from with this it's from our rps :P. I hope you love it!
He scrubbed at his body furiously, the rough cloth reddening his skin as he hastily moved it over his body, the soap stinging the mild burn the water and rag left behind. But, he deserved the pain. He deserved all of that and more for what he did. For what he couldn't stop himself from doing.
His blue eyes were desperate and heartbroken. What he did...it was so wrong. So disgusting. But, God! did he want it! Still wanted it even. He had thought...that if he...scratched the itch, it would've went away. But, instead, the itch turned into a heated rash!
Roxas had never meant for things to turn out like this. For them to get so far. Least of all, he had never meant to have these feelings. These sinful feelings. But, they were there. Nestled away in his heart. If he could take it all back...go back and time and somehow make sure this had never happened. He would've.
Just so he wouldn't have tainted him. It was alright that he was tainted. But, not him. Never him. He had never meant for it to get that far. But, it was something like a dream when he had stumbled upon his twin brother in a very precarious position in his bedroom.
Seeing that...only spurned on his desires and he gave his baby brother exactly what he had been begging for, unknowing of the listener he had. And, now, Sora lay satiated in his bedroom while Roxas tried so desperately to wash his sin away.
This had been a test. A divine test which Roxas had failed so horribly. But, worst of all, he had dragged his beloved twin brother into this whole mess. He had allowed sin to touch his otherwise pure brother. He had dirtied that pure soul, guaranteed him a ride to hell instead of a chance at heaven.
The blond groaned softly, the heat gathering behind his eyes and collecting as tears as he leaned against the back tiled wall of the shower. The rag fell from his limp hand, hitting the bottom of the shower with a soft, wet plop. And, he stared at the ceiling, tears and bath water silently running down his cheeks as he let the scorching hot water hit his body.
It was like that story in Genesis...about Adam and Eve and the snake. Temptation. And, fighting. Oh, but, failing! Just like Eve had! Just like Eve had. She damned humanity just like Roxas damned his undeserving twin.
A choked sob escaped the blond's lips as he slid down the wall to the bottom of the shower. He pulled his knees to his chest and his hands clenched to fists. He hid his face behind them as he cried. He had just wanted it-wanted Sora-So badly. He hadn't cared that they were twins when he heard his brother's voice pleading softly for him. He didn't care that incest was a sin when he felt his brother soft touch on his skin.
He had just wanted his brother's touch so badly. He needed to feel Sora warm and tight around him. He needed to hear Sora softly whispering in his ear for, "More, Roxas, more!"
He had thought he'd be satisfied with just that once. But, now that he had had Sora. He was addicted. There was no going back. And, he'd drag his brother along for the ride. And, it killed him. Every waking moment.