Little Brother
You lean against the wall as I walked through the door; my palm rises as I wipe the thin line of water from my brow. You watch with your piercing emerald eyes as I drop my fan by the door and approach you. I go to rap my arms around you but stop as our other brother enters the room. He gives us both a nod and a slight smile, before he sighs and makes his way to his room; suspecting nothing.
You glance back at me in question, asking me what's next. I grin as my hands find your hips. Your fingers gently find their way around my wrists as they pull them up to your back. Your warm breath seeps into my skin as you close the gab between us. Our bodies create friction as they gently caress each other. I close my eyes and inhale deeply as we bind together into the most sinful way. Your soft lips move against mine as they open and let me explore your inner cavern. I feel one of your palms reach up to cup my hot cheeks, as the other moves to fester in my sun kissed hair. You pull at the bands there as you release them one by one.
I loose my breath as my now loose bangs fall over my shoulders and around to frame my face, as your nails trace down to dig into my neck. And then it begins; your dark side approaches as your hard nails dig into my soft skin. I let a groan into your aperture as crimson liquid dribbles down my spine. You flip us around so now I am the one pinned against the wall, and I have lost all the control, if there was any at all.
I want to let out a moan as your palm moves from my neck to massage one of my mounds, whilst your other stays at my cheeks; slowly breaking the skin there. But your lips have sealed all my whimpers, all my moans, and all my screams. In this sick game we are one, and a part of me craves that. Even as your tongue rolls over my burning cheeks and neck as it cleans off my crusted blood.
You lift me from the ground and walk us to your room. You place me roughly but gently on your bed. Our orifices part as you shuffle away to strip us of our clothing. We are soon together once more as you position yourself over me and in one swift motion we our bound.
When it is all over, I hear you whisper words of death and gore. Your pale skin rubs against mine as your green eyes close. H20 drips from them and lands on my out of breath chest. I try to offer you words of comfort, but you refuse to listen and tell me to just leave. Your hands depart from me to grip your own blood red hair, as I slip from beneath you and onto your sand covered floor.
It saddens me how I know you will never change. Not until the demon leaves your body. Only in death will you find comfort, and you will not go there without taking me with you.
I love you more than anyone else in the world, I always have and always will. But I must not forget who you are, and what is sealed inside you. I wish I could stop it; the creature your body holds captive. But as I exit your room, leaving you to your thoughts and me to mine, I feel some of your sand drip from my hair and torso. You will always be apart of me. My eyes begin to water and it mixes with the blood from my cut cheeks. My teeth come together and grind hard. My stomach sinks in as I realize I am nothing to you, except your toy and thing that can pleasure you.
Little brother, know that I love you, and know that that is the one thing that will never change, even in death that I may one day follow you in. If it means you will be at peace, I will gladly follow you anywhere.
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