Heat of the Moment

Chapter One

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"How long has it been since you went to a mixed gender stripper bar?" Mathias asked his old-time friend, Lars, as he pulled into the parking lot of a local pretentious strip club. The older male released a gruff chuckle, pulling out his long pipe, stuffing it with some weed and flicked a flame at the bottom of the cup. He inhaled the marijuana, exhaled, and smiled as the drug took its effect.

"It's been quite some time, but I don't mind picking up a nice one-night stand." Mathias laughed obnoxiously, pushing the car door open, "Same here. I don't care if it's a girl or a good looking guy." Both men laughed as they swaggered towards the entrance of the club. Pushing their way through the double doors, a tall male at the counter to the left requested to verify their age.

The flamboyant lights were flashing through the semi darkened room and the place was playing exotic music. The dancers were on stage, both female and male, dancing in the most provocative ways. The two men watched the strippers dance clad in little to nothing. It was an arousing sight. Turning away, Mathias smirked widely at the sight of a handsome blonde in the distance sitting close to another strawberry blonde. He decided to make his way over to the light blonde haired man and settled in the seat next to him.

"Hey there," Mathias started off with a smooth voice, combing his fingers through his messy styled hair, "My name is Mathias. What's yours?" Vlad directed his attention to the man next to his boyfriend and glared out of jealousy. Lukas glanced away from the mysterious attractive man and muttered, "None of your business." Mathias' smug expression switched to a bewildered one at the reluctance of the beauty turning away from him. Vlad hardened his eyes, "Hey, don't flirt with my boyfriend." Mathias could care less if the blonde was already taken. Honestly, he wanted him all for himself and he was determined to reach that goal.

Meanwhile, Lars inhaled the substance from his pipe and surveyed the surroundings. He spotted a young adult with ashen blonde hair sitting alone, sulking to himself. With curiosity already piqued, he sauntered over to the male and causally stood next to him.

The young man looked up at Lars. "Can I help you?" He asked. Lars raised an eyebrow, "You look lonely, care for some company?" The man shrugged, "Whatever." Lars took that as a yes and sat down beside him. "Name's Lars. You?" The young man didn't bother to look at him, "Emil." Lars nodded, "Nice name. What's bothering you, Emil? You seem tense. You should relax more." Emil pointed towards the table where Lukas was sitting in between Vlad and Mathias, who were currently staring one another down. "My brother forced me to come here for a good time. Instead he ran off with his boyfriend and told me o leave him alone while they partied it up at the table over there."

"Hmmm, that sounds like a real bummer." Emil huffed out something under his breath along the lines of, "I wish they would leave my brother alone." Lars caught a glimpse of his buddy flirting shamelessly with Emil's brother. Mathias was the type that, once determined to attain something, he would eventually score. "Are you jealous?" This question made Emil's blood boil. "What is this? Twenty one questions?" Chuckling as he inhale the weed in his pipe, he swung an arm around the young man's shoulders. "I don't know you, but you seem like you envy something or perhaps, someone?"

Emil shoved him off, "You're right. You don't know me. Especially if you're implying that I'm jealous." Lars shrugged, "There's no denying it, you're jealous of someone, but it's who you're jealous of that's the question." Emil rolled his eyes, "What are you smoking anyways?" Lars offered the pipe to him, "Weed. Want a hit?" Emil scrunched up his nose, "I knew that scent was familiar. No thanks." Lars rolled his shoulders, "I won't offer again." Emil snorted, "Good."

Vlad had enough of Mathias' relentless flirting and pulled the uncomfortable Norwegian closer to him to convey his message. "Go mess with someone else!" Lukas flinched at the tone of voice that Vlad used to threatened Mathias.

Emil crossed his arms, pouting as he watched Lukas' facial expression contorted into one of discomfort. Lars studied Emil's nonverbal actions of contempt. "Go and save him." His voice was mocking, which was something Emil despised the most. Without a single word, Emil departed from the seat he was sitting at and stormed over to the table where the three older men were occupying.

The three men looked over at him. "Hello Emil," Lukas said, trying to push away from his currently-clingy boyfriend. All of the attention he was receiving was making him extremely uncomfortable. Mathias looked him up and down, "What do ya want kid?" Lukas frowned and slapped Mathias' arm. "Don't talk to my brother like that."

Emil ignored what Lukas said and stared at Mathias, "Leave him alone." He looked over at Vlad who had a smug look on his face, an arm still attached to Lukas. "You too. Can't you see he's uncomfortable?" Mathias stood up to face Emil, "Why should I leave him alone, kid? You aren't the boss of me or him."
Lars was watching the entire exchange, and walked over there to act as buffer, so that his over-zealous friend didn't do anything too stupid.

"He's my brother. Mine and I suggest you," he pointed at Vlad, "get your hands off of him. And you," he glared up at Mathias, who stood four inches taller, "get out of my sight!" He could careless if he just upset everyone. Vlad tightened his hold, knowing that it would bother the young man to no extent. Emil noticed this with a scowl and ignored Mathias as he hurried over to physically removed the couple from each other. "Get away from him, Vlad!" Lars watched, noticing that the young adult was in fact jealous. He was envious of the relationship between the couple. Humming to himself, he refilled the pipe, fired it up, inhaled another dosage of weed and sighed out happily. Things were starting to get interesting. Mathias watched with widened eyes as the ashen blonde was shoved to the ground with the strawberry blonde adult straddling him on the grimy floor. It was so busy in the club that nobody seemed to turn their attention to the inevitable fight. Lukas panicked, frantically trying to push his boyfriend off of his little brother.

"Cut it out! Both of you!" Lukas was irritated, both of them were acting ridiculous. Vlad listened to his boyfriend, stepping back with an irritated growl at the younger brother. Lukas shook his head, "What's gotten into you Emil?" The Icelander frowned, "They were getting too close to you." He motioned to Vlad and Mathias. Vlad rolled his eyes, "I'm his boyfriend Emil. I think you forget this sometimes." Lukas snapped his eyes to his boyfriend, "Shush you." He turned back to Emil, "Thanks for looking out for me. But that's no reason to go picking fights."
Lars was disappointed that the fight had been broken apart before it really happened. He had been looking forward to watching a good fight.

Lukas outstretched his arm to offer Emil a hand to assist him with standing up to his feet. Vlad narrowed his eyes at the younger male, who purposely pressed against his boyfriend in a less than appropriate fashion. "Emil, stop." Norway warned his protective brother, pushing him away for the time being. Mathias shoved past Vlad, making his way over to separate the siblings and snatch Lukas away from the group. Emil hurried after them into the crowd of people and leaped onto Mathias' back. Just as he struggled to hold on, Mathias flung him off like a gnat. Lukas whirled out of his grasp, knocking into a stripper by accident, and rushed over to check on his brother, who was lying limp on the ground. "He's unconscious!" Lukas started to panic, but his voice mixed in with the deafening music. Mathias huffed out, annoyed that Lukas was more focused in on his pest of a brother and not following him out onto the dance floor.

Lukas scooped up his brother, and started to fan him. No one was paying attention to the two of them, which irritated Lukas even more than he already was. Mathias came over and tried to pull him away. Lukas yanked away his arm, "Can't you tell he's hurt? Get help you useless idiot!" Mathias was getting frustrated, he never had this much trouble getting into someone's pants. Lars saw Emil lying on the floor and went over to offer any assistance. He helped Lukas move his younger brother to a chair instead of the club's dirty floor. Vlad walked over to them and asked what happened. Lukas smacked his chest with the back of his hand, "Maybe if you hadn't been too busy pouting you would have seen. Go get us a glass of water or something for him." Vlad nodded and left Lukas to keep fanning his brother, wondering if he should be seriously worried or not.

The stuffy air made it difficult to breathe as Emil sensed a cold glass of water press against his chapped lips. Mumbled words of "I think he's waking up!" were heard from above. Emil placed his hand over the hand that was holding the cup against his mouth. Leaning against Lukas' body for additional support, he gulped the chilled water greedily. Lukas petted his head softly, wrapping an arm around his brother after he breathed out from drinking it nonstop. "I was worried," Lukas admitted softly, "what's going on with you?" Emil refused to confide in his brother while his boyfriend was around.

"I'm ready to go home." Emil stated. He was getting a headache and he was kind of dizzy. Lukas nodded, "Yeah. I'm ready too." His nerves were frazzled from Emil's fall and he was tired of getting fought over.
Lukas helped Emil up and called Vlad over to assist him. He did so grumpily; he was still irked that the younger adult had been acting like such a pest. Before they left, Mathias came up to Lukas and passed him a napkin. He might not get any love from Lukas tonight, but he'd be damned if he didn't keep trying. Lukas was fine and Mathias wanted him. "My number... Call me if you're wanting some fun." Lukas rolled his eyes, "Come up with a better pick up line than that. Idiot."

"Heh," Mathias smirked, turning to face his friend, "Lars!" The stoned Dutchman strolled over to the duet while Vlad helped stabilize Emil outside of the club and on their way to the car. "Nice show you pulled back there. Stop being so jealous." The young adult glared, shoving Vlad away from him and crashing to the cement from a loss of balance and dizziness. "You act so helpless just to get your brother's undivided attention."

Lukas rolled his eyes, why did he get stuck with a bunch of idiots for family and lovers. They were headache-inducing sometimes. Lukas helped Emil into the back seat and then Vlad into the front. Lukas hadn't been drinking, he rarely drank, so he was the one driving.

They made it back to their place and again, Lukas was the one stuck heaving them out of the car. Emil was still awake, complaining about his head hurting. "Once we get you inside you can put an ice pack on it or something." Lukas helped Emil up to the house, leaving Vlad, who had passed out on the drive over, in the car.
Lukas fiddled with his keys and finally got the door open, ushering his brother inside. He helped him lie on the couch, and then went to the kitchen to get an ice pack for him. He returned with it and handed it to him. "Here, put this on your head where it hurts. I'm gonna go get Vlad." Emil reached out and grabbed Lukas' arm, "Wait."

His breath hitched in surprise when Emil pulled him down towards him. "Emil, what are you doing?" His voice trembled, leaning in more from his little brother's unyielding pull on his arm. "Don't worry about him. Just worry about me." Without any other words that could have been exchanged, Emil struggled to bring their faces closer and managed to brush their lips together. Lukas retracted instantly with a baffled expression. "What the hell, Emil!" The younger adult diverted his attention somewhere else, "Sorry. I thought I could just..." Grumbling softly, Lukas brought them closer and out of anger, he whispered centimeters away from his lips, "If you think that we could be anything more than brothers, think again." After he said that to the upset twenty year old, he trudged out of the room and set off to help bring his snoozing, drunk boyfriend inside. Emil stared down at his hand, button lip trembling at the heartache.

Lukas came back inside, steadying Vlad with his whole body. He was awake, but only barely, threatening to stumble over at any time. "You're really heavy Vlad, maybe you should lose some weight." Lukas grumbled this under his breath, Vlad wasn't overweight or anything at all, he had some muscle, not much, but he was just being a dead weight right now.

Lukas helped him to the bedroom that the two of them shared most of the time, making sure he got into the bed before taking off his partner's shoes. He didn't want his dirty shoes in their clean bed.
Lukas was confused about Emil's actions, he didn't understand his younger brother sometimes. He went in the living room to check on him, Emil was fast asleep. Lukas grabbed a blanket from the other room and came back to drape it over him. He pushed Emil's bangs from his forehead. Lukas kissed his fingers and pressed them on his brother's forehead. "Sleep well." He mumbled before going back to his bedroom. He was exhausted.

Yawning and blinking his tired eyes closed, he dragged his feet into Emil's bedroom, since he didn't want to breathe in the putrid scent of alcohol that lingered on Vlad's body. He stripped off his clothing down to only his boxers and snuggled under his younger brother's sky blue puffin printed blanket. For some uncanny reason, the fragrance tranquilized his nerves.

Emil woke up feeling better compared to last night. He was first to rise and rolled off of the couch with the blanket wrapped tightly around his body. Automatically venturing to his bedroom, he stepped through the threshold and faltered in his tracks. There, on his bed under his blankets, was his brother. He wouldn't admit it aloud, but he was secretly infatuated with him. Hesitantly, he tip toed over to the edge of the bed, lifted up the heated blanket, and crawled in to spoon himself against Lukas' body. Unconsciously, Lukas draped an arm over Emil's slender waist and brought him closer.

Emil reveled in the small gesture. Even if Lukas was fast asleep and not in control of his actions. It still felt nice. Actually, it felt great being held by the one he longed for. He desperately wished to kick Vlad out of the picture. He knew it would be impossible. They were so head over heels for one another that Emil was surprised and relieved that Lukas didn't have a ring on his finger.
He nuzzled into his brother, inhaling the scent that he had. It was comforting and made him quickly fall back asleep again.

Slowly waking up, Lukas noticed something was different. "Emil?" He mumbled with obvious sleep in his voice. He watched as the said adult snuggled closer to his exposed chest. "Five more minutes..." Emil breathed out sluggishly. "No, this is inappropriate and you know it."

"Who cares..." Emil mumbled, trying hard to make his brother stay put. Lukas peeled him off and got up, "I care. And you should too. You're not a little kid anymore. Isn't that what you're always telling me?" Lukas picked up his clothes from the floor to put in the laundry. He walked to the bathroom, intent on taking a shower. He walked in and closed the door, locking it. He turned on the water and was waiting for it to get hot. Knocks sounded from the door, "Who is it?" Lukas asked. "It's me. Can I come in?" Lukas sighed at hearing Vlad's gruff Eastern European accent. He unlocked the door and allowed his boyfriend to come into the already-cramped bathroom with him. He smiled down at his practically naked boyfriend. "How about you and I save some money on our water bill today?"
Emil had been in the hallway, headed to the kitchen for breakfast when he saw Vlad enter the bathroom where his brother was. He felt a surge of envy course through him. He wanted to be the one in there with Lukas. He huffed, shook it off and went to brew him a cup of coffee.

For the rest of the morning, Emil continued to send glares in Vlad's direction. "Do you have a glaring problem?" Vlad asked with heavy sarcasm in his tone. Emil mouthed the words, "Fuck you." Vlad simply laughed at Emil's immaturity and waltzed over to kiss Lukas on his lips.

Lukas wasn't amused by either of their actions. "You're both being ridiculously immature." He continued to sit and sip at his coffee, contemplating what he would do with his day. Vlad was sitting close to Lukas, arm wrapped tightly around him. He was mainly doing it to irritate the younger brother. Throughly enjoying the amusement of how he was responding.
"Why don't you go out and get a date?" Vlad asked Emil. "Instead of getting angry as us for being together. Why don't you go find some nice guy or whatever?" He wanted to add more, something along the lines of, 'Maybe they could pull the stick out of your ass and replace it with something else.' He didn't though, Lukas would have slapped him for sure.

Any words that Emil thought about saying to Vlad caught up in his throat and he slumped over in defeat. Lukas raised an eyebrow at the thought of his younger brother dating another man. A man who might harm him. He would not risk that. Emil would remain single and untouched until he was forty if he had complete authority over him. "Shut up," Emil spouted out as a last resort to offend the Romanian, "you have no right to order me around." Vlad snickered rudely, "I'm not ordering you around. I'm giving you advice. If anything, I'm helping you out." Lukas sighed out over his coffee, "Emil isn't allowed to date." Vlad was taken back at his boyfriend's statement, "Wait, what? The boy is twenty years old." Lukas agreed with Vlad's claim, "Yes, I know, but guys are just interested in sex. I think he should at least wait until he's… forty." Laughter tumbled out of Vlad's mouth, glancing over at the blushing young adult across the table. Huffing out, he shoved himself away from the table and hurried out of the kitchen in a fit of absolute rage. "How dare they condescend me!" He wanted to feed Vlad's gleeful yet mischievous face with a fist.

Back in the kitchen, Vlad and Lukas discussed their favorite topic. Black Magic. A notion occurred to Vlad as they talked about magic that could change someone in a drastic way. Although Lukas laughed about it in a joking manner, Vlad was actually serious under his chuckles. He had a trick up his sleeve that would hopefully ruin a certain someone's life for an exceptional amount of time.

Emil was back in his bedroom, kicking some of the stuff he had on his floor. He was mad at Vlad for laughing at him. And he was mad at Lukas. Him stating that he couldn't date until he was forty really ticked him off, even if it had just been out of jest. He really wish he could find someone to go out with. Going out with someone could help him get over the consuming crush he had on his older brother.
He clicked through his contacts on his phone before giving up, he hadn't stayed in touch with anyone after high school and he wasn't interested in stirring anything up just to prove a point to his brother and boyfriend.
He walked back out into the kitchen, wanting to say some words to the duo, but they were nowhere to be seen. He glanced back down the hall at his brother's bedroom. The door was shut, meaning that they had gone in there.

Assuming that they were probably having sex, he decided to interrupt them anyways. He twisted the doorknob, smiling that it was left unlocked, and pushed it open to watch them muttering foreign spells in a different language. There were candles lit in a circle around the couple as Vlad read the spell out of a dusty leather covered book. Coughing offensively at the doorway, Vlad paused in his spell at the wrong part and gasped with wide eyes after whispering, "Emil..." He conjured the adverse spell in Emil's name simply for revenge. Lukas glanced up, unaware of the spell that his boyfriend was actually casting upon his little brother. Crying out in agony, Emil faltered in his actions and crumbled to his knees as he clutched at his growing chest beneath his shirt. Wheezing harshly, he curled up into a ball on the ground as his hair started to rapidly grow and his genitals to gradually disappear and transform into the opposite gender's private parts. Vlad mentally slapped himself for stopping in the midst of the spell, because the ending was supposed to force Emil to be a beautiful woman yet never have any man in her life and remain a virgin forever. Now, the spell was different from the original intention and, unfortunately for his revenge, Emil could attract practically anyone she desired.

"Ah! Help me! What did you do to me?" Emil screeched in a feminine voice that never belonged to him before. The shirt was becoming too tight for comfort as well as the pants that became slightly fitted where his hips were located.

Lukas jumped up, not knowing what was happening. He rushed over to his brother, well, maybe not brother anymore. "What are you casting on him?" Lukas looked down at Emil. Emil was currently clutching his chest, the pain of the change starting to fade. Vlad turned to them, "He wasn't supposed to interrupt!" Vlad bit his thumbnail. Not only was his spell messed up completely, he had no idea what the counter spell was. And something like this would take months to figure out. And that's if he devoted all of his and Lukas' magical energy on working on it.
Emil's eyes flared with anger as he groped his new body. "I'm a fucking chick!" Lukas examined him, yeah, Emil was no longer a guy. He was a pretty girl, a really pretty girl. Lukas and Vlad caught themselves staring. But a disgruntled noise from Emil made them snap out of it.

"Stop staring at me!" She cried out sharply, twisting away from their prying eyes, and lifted her new body off of the floor. Stumbling out with a hand against the wall for support, she started to feel an increase in her emotional side. "Stupid Vlad! I hate him," she muttered the last part and escaped into the safety of her own bedroom. Quickly disrobing the extremely fitted white shirt, she experimentally groped the mounds of flesh on her chest. Whimpering out of anxiety and restlessness, she rummaged through her drawers for the largest shirt that she owned. Frowning at the fact that it was fairly transparent, she snatched a throw blanket from her bed and wrapped it securely around her upper half. Completely astounded by this transformation, she started to sob loudly. How could someone be so spiteful to go to such lengths of revenge?

Lukas turned on Vlad, "Are you crazy?" He asked, "What were you thinking?" The Romanian sorcerer frowned, "It was just going to be a fun joke, something reversible at any time or at least would fade with time. He interrupted me and it messed up!" Lukas groaned loudly, "And let me guess. There's no counter spell." Vlad nodded, "Yeah, you're right." Lukas turned away, "I can not believe this. You know how moody Emil is to begin with. Now he's going to be even worse!"

Lukas huffed out in aggravation, stood up from the floor, and heard the deafening cries of despair. "I'll go check on him. Wait here. I think you're the last person he would want to see." Vlad frowned at how hostile his boyfriend was behaving. "Sorry..." The Romanian mumbled under his breath, watching as the blonde stepped out of the bedroom.

Lukas knocked on the door, "Emil...?" A shrill cry was his answer, "Go away! Leave me alone!" Lukas sighed, "Emil, let me in."
"No." Emil growled, "You've ruined my life beyond comprehension!" Lukas heard something that sounded like a shoe hit the door. He refused to give up though and continued to be persistent.
Vlad cleaned up their spell casting mess, grumbling the entire time. His boyfriend was mad at him and now they had moody girl on their hands.
Emil finally opened up, just enough for Lukas to slip inside. He sat down on Emil's bed with her and wiped her damp face. "Don't touch me." She cried out. Lukas retracted his hand. "It'll be alright Em." He didn't know what to say to her, there wasn't much he could do.

Heaving out an unstable sob, Emil placed her hands on her breasts with a grimace, "I feel like I'll need support." Lukas misunderstood Emil, not looking at her and then turning to say, "I could support you." Jumping back some, Emil blushed with tears continuing to roll down her pink-tinted cheeks, "Lukas!" He noticed Emil cupping her chest and mouthed an "oh" with wide eyes. "N-No! Not like that!" He sputtered out, his eyes glued to her nicely rounded chest.

Utterly embarrassed at his mistake, he placed a hand on her shoulder. "We might want to go shopping." Lukas honestly disliked shopping, but he offered to support his little brother- his little sister with her new lifestyle. Emil nodded, climbing off of the bed and dropped the blanket to show herself to Lukas in complete shame.

Lukas turned away, not ashamed of his sister, but out of embarrassment. "I'll go get you a-a shirt." Lukas wasn't much bigger than Emil, but he was bigger nonetheless. He departed from the room, his face the color of an apple and darted into his room. Vlad looked up at him, "What's up?" He was being cautious around his boyfriend. Lukas let out a shaky sigh, "I'm going to take him...er, her shopping. Emil was seriously in need of some clothes." Vlad nodded, "Probably for the best." He wanted to see if he could tag along, but as Lukas said earlier, Emil might not be completely thrilled to see him.
Lukas dug an old hoodie out of his closet. It was big on him, so it would be way too big on her. He gave Vlad a short kiss, "I guess we'll be back." His boyfriend nodded, smiling softly that Lukas actually kissed him. "Good luck Lukie." Lukas rolled his eyes at the nickname, "Thanks."

He went back into Emil's bedroom and handed her the hoodie. "Here." Emil took it and pulled it on, it covered her unsupported body nicely. "Okay." She mumbled, "Can we go now?" Lukas nodded, "Yeah, let's leave..."

They went to the nearest shopping center. Their drive over was quiet and tense, neither of them wanting to clear the air. The two of them walked in together, Emil's face red and buried into the hoodie Lukas gave her. She felt uncomfortable; things had changed within her, about her, and she just wanted it to feel normal.

The first place they stopped was a lady's underwear store. Lukas looked at it, "Well, here we are." He motioned for her to go on inside and she shook her head, "Absolutely not, I'm not going in there!" Lukas shook his head, "I can't do it for you." Emil's face started to redden. She might be physically female, but for the first twenty years of her life she was in fact a male, and would rather be male than female. "At least come in with me. Please." Lukas pursed his lips, "Fine."

He allowed Emil to pull him in there. They were greeted by a cheerful young woman, "Hi, how can I help you?" Both of the young adults were blushing and neither of them really knew what to say. Emil touched her new chest again and just shrugged, "I think we're fine actually." She squeaked out, overly embarrassed.

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