Warnings: Incest and sexual themes. This is basically PWP. I just wanted an excuse to write them fucking.
Warm touches and sizzling burns were always things that related to Ikki. Whether it be his Cosmo, burning across Shun's sky, setting the heavens aflame as the ashes collected on his lashes, or the heat that came from his brother's large hands as he would caress Shun's face with every ounce of delicacy he could muster. Even after the touch, Shun's face would be hot, cheeks and neck speckled with pink. It reflected in Ikki's personality as well—his rage in those who dare lay a finger on Shun, or his bitter hatred for the years spent on Death Queen Island. The passion he had held for Esmeralda, which ignited a strange pang of Shun's own jealous fire, though he had never voiced it before. Perhaps the same flame that burned within Ikki held sparks to Shun's own, urging his little brother to stand tall and proud that he was a man. Perhaps it was the reason Shun surpassed Ikki's expectations when he became haughty at the mention of the deceased girl-child. Perhaps it was the reason Shun had pressed his lips to his brother's on impulse. It did not matter now, as they moved together, a heaping mess of tangled hair and sweat upon the floor.
It was wrong. It was so wrong, and Shun knew it. However, he could not shake the pleasure from his system as Ikki's fingers trailed down his bare chest, tongue against his neck—they would not be interrupted, not even by themselves as their conscious knocked quietly. Years upon years of layered affinity, tension, and passion for each other could not be doused in a mere moment. They did not want to, ergo, they would not.
Hurriedly, as if Ikki would dissolve above him, Shun tugged at his elder brother's trousers, popping the button and yanking the zipper down. His small, nimble fingers wormed their way to Ikki's covered arousal, squeezing gently. Shun grinned triumphantly as Ikki's throaty moan echoed about the room. His lips parted in a sigh as Ikki smoothed his calloused hand over Shun's thin waist, venturing further down towards the Andromeda saint's lower back and onto his bare rear, groping tightly. Shun whined, rocking as Ikki sucked the sensitive skin on his younger's neck, other hand supporting the boy's back.
"I would have never taken you for being so devious, little brother." Ikki breathed, fingers prodding at Shun's opening, causing him to moan, then laugh playfully.
"You would—ah—be surprised." Stretching his arm backwards, Shun fumbled to react the bookcase. His hands felt towards the back behind his books, whimpering in frustration until he found what he was looking for. Shun brought a tube into view, smile victorious when Ikki's eyes widened.
"Take me, please."
I'm so sorry. I will write proper porn one day.
I'm so sorry.