It's unfair, Ragna realizes: the way Jin purrs sweetly into his neck, how he never moves too far or asks too much, only, "Nii-san, why not?" in an infuriatingly melancholic tone (and his breath is so, so warm). Jin's only and always daring Ragna to take those few steps into his arms and between his thighs, and Ragna knows the reason why. When the day is finally over, all Jin can be accused of tantalization, of putting the thought into his head and the guilt would be Ragna's alone.

"Nii-san," Jin moans, this time in pleasure, eyes lit up and wild as he grips to the lapels of that red coat, guiding Ragna down over him. What Ragna doesn't recognize is that Jin is aching for him to take it all, has been aching since the day he was born for Ragna take everything he could ever give and finally see that it is not his fault, and that Jin has never once blamed him for it.

Ragna is thrusting in time with his heart beat now; he listens to Jin's breath-- harsh and heavy-- mind numbing from sheer sensation, and hopes for God to hear him out just once in his life and let this all be a dream. For the second time in his life, Ragna decides that He must not be listening, because the pulling heat around his cock feels far better than he could have ever imagined.

His eyes are clenched, hard, until Jin reaches up and touches his face, and says, with a firmness that contrasts perfectly with the fleeting touches of his gloved fingers upon Ragna's cheek bones, "Look," and Ragna is compelled to open them. Jin is laid out before him, on his back, flushed and trembling (because of him), and Ragna can see his skin now-- that perfect, scarred and beautiful white flesh that makes him bite back a moan when their eyes lock.

It's then that Jin pleads in the most commanding tone, "Kiss me, Nii-san."

Before Ragna can stop himself, he leans in, almost far enough to be completely lost to it, sin, lust, eternal damnation-- but after a moment that feels like so much longer, so close that Jin can almost taste him, he pulls away. Instead of Jin's lips, Ragna presses his mouth against the crook of his neck, and Jin laughs.