Heart Rate; Chapter 2: Time Served With a Side of Orange Juice
Eyes slowly opened; rising up from the bed he rubbed the side of his head. He tried to remember what happened, everything seemed to strange and he couldn't place his finger on it. As he looked around the room his eyes fell on a chair on the other side of the room. Moving from the bed, he stopped feeling a draft. Looking down his face grimaced as he found he was completely bare. Pushing the thought aside, he draped the sheets around him and slowly made his way over and noticed a little piece of paper.
'Morning Big Brother!
I left you some clothes to wear; please wear this downstairs for breakfast,
Love your little brother Mokie!'
After reading the note Seto eye ticked in both annoyance and distaste as memories of yesterday filled his head. Whoever this person was they were playing a sick joke, probably a tactic to get information, well whatever their game was he wasn't amused. But given his current state he decided to play this sick game until he found out who was pulling the strings and where he was and an escape plan.
Back to the chair he slowly unfolded the fabric and instantly a heated blush burned over his face, 'No, No!' he grimaced tossing the clothing away from him not caring where it fell. Suddenly there was a knock on the door,
"Whose there" he demanded as the door suddenly opened and it was the last person he wanted to see.
"Big brother is everything alright, I was getting worried when you didn't come down for breakfast" he said innocently a worried tone laced his words, but the other wasn't buying it. Looking down he spotted the discarded clothing on the floor, "Now big brother you know it's not polite to throw clothing on the floor" he said as Seto just scuffed.
"Where are my clothes" he demanded as the boy who looked like him with a hard look, "These are your clothes big brother Seto"
"I refuse to where 'that'" he scoffed as Mokie just blinked once, "Now don't be that way, besides I'm sure you wouldn't want to walk around with the sheets on all day" he pointed as Seto pulled the sheets closer not liking the look in the boys eyes.
"Now then hurry and get dressed or you'll miss breakfast" he chimed as Seto held his stern face, "Alright I guess we have to do this the hard way" with a snap of his finger to figures came into the room, two men with giant heads that looked like giant stuffed animals, both dogs with big button eyes and large tongues sticking out.
With another snap the two advanced on Seto who tried to fight the two off but in his current state was helpless.
"When you're down cleaning and dressing him bring him down for breakfast" he ordered before leaving the room.
In a rather nice dining hall decorated in fine furniture and hanging chandeliers on the ceiling. A long table lined with delicious food was spread out, at the front of the table the young boy sat at the table kicking his legs playfully while humming a happy tune.
Seto sat there wearing a maid's uniform, with a white apron and laced hat, he was also wearing a pair of white socks. Seto sat there, a blush on his face as Moki smiled toward him.
"Wow that outfit looks good on you; your feminine figure makes you look like a girl" Seto growled at the comment as Mokie just laughed at the others expression.
"Are you enjoying breakfast big brother?" he asked as Seto just sat there, "Ah come on Seto don't look so serious, come at least try the food"
"Hmph, you probably put something in it" he accused as Mokie gave him a hurt look, "Do you really think I would hurt you big brother"
Seto just scoffed as he watched the boy cut into the pancakes in front of him, "So tell me, what do you plan on doing with me?" he asked as the boy wiped his mouth and gave the boy a puzzled look, "You must have a reason for bringing me here. So let me guess you're some kind of what hologram or whatever made to look like my brother and order to get some kind of information"
"Hmm, Seto you're so funny" he laughed, "I don't want any information from you, I'm just trying to make you happy big brother" he smiled happily, "Also I would prefer it if you would at least call me by my name"
"Hn"
"Call me Mokie, or if you prefer little brother"
"Alright! That's enough!" he slammed his hands on the table, "I don't know what kind of sick game you're playing, but I'm not amused. Especially you taking my little brothers form get this through your warped head you are not my brother!" he yelled at the boy who lowered his head, white strands covering his face. Suddenly the table began to shake become more forceful; a yell erupted from the small boy shocking Seto who suddenly covered his face as glass began to break and dishes cracked and glass from the chandelier fell to the ground shattering further.
Still in shock Seto gasped as he felt himself being lifted off the ground before being pulled onto the table and was now being kept in front of the boy who climbed onto the table.
"Why do you have to be so mean, I'm just trying to make you happy" he said, his voice was even as Seto hung there, suddenly he was now on the table, laying on his back on top of now crushed food and spilled over drinks. Seto tried to raise, but felt himself being forced down by some unknown weight on his bodies. With a flick of his wrist as knives floated up and embedded themselves in Seto's sleeves forcing his hands down as a few landed in parts of the dress.
The boy leaned down over Seto, who looked through lidded eyes at the other as a smile crept over his face. Grabbing the front of the maid uniform, lifting it up to reveal what was underneath, pair of crisp white panties.
"Big brother these fit you so nicely" his hands smoothed over the hip bone and grazed the side of the underwear making the other struggle at the touch.
"You need to learn to be less tense big brother" he leaned down kissing the heart symbol on the middle of the pelvis area and Seto held back a gasp snapping his head up, "What do you think your doing!?" he yelled unable to pry his arms loose. Leaning up Mokie was now leaning over him again before resting his head on Seto's chest, "I can hear your heart beat, it reminds me of a soothing lullaby" he sighed as Seto laid there trying to remain still and unfazed but the boy was beginning to scare him. So lost in thought he didn't notice when the others hand had dipped down and back under the dress.
Seto gasped and bucked his hips feeling his private area touched, the hand moved up and down stroking the area between the boy's legs. He struggled trying to get free, a hard blush famed his flushed face as he panted feverishly as his body betrayed him.
The pace quickened, faster and faster, he wouldn't cry, he wouldn't allow the other to see him weak. He could feel his stomach tighten and it felt like something wanted to come out.
"S-stop it" he said between pants as Mokie just laid there and continued to stroke the one under them, "Big brother, aren't you enjoying this"
"No, don't…call…me that" he groaned as Mokie just chuckled, "But big brother look" pulling his hand back up, mortified eyes looked at the others hand, "Look how wet you are big brother" using his tongue he lapped the juices from his fingers clean further shocking the boy beneath.
"Big Brother you taste so good" he licked lips as Seto grimaced at the others actions, he could feel the wetness between his legs and groaned in embarrassment.
Back between the others legs and with a swift motion removed the panties from the other, "Wow you must have been holding it in these are soaked" he said dangling the dripping underwear in front of Seto who just flushed in embarrassment. With a flick of his wrist the underwear fell off to the side.
"Now big brother…time for your punishment" he said and Seto could only groan in his predicament.
Creaks and moans filled the room, hands dug into the once white table cloth as the table below shock with the rocking of the two bodies.
"Big…big brother" he moaned moving his hips in and out of the body below, "You're so warm. Your insides are so tight and soft…love it so" he moaned in pleasure. Seto was on his hands and knees, sweat fell down his forehead as uneven pants and moans escaped his lips. Hands clutched the others hips, the sound of skin slapping against skin mixed and bounced off the walls.
"Big…brother I'm so close" he moaned as Seto continued to pant and moan, clutching the cloth for dear life, his body betrayed him, his eyes were hazed and looked lifeless. He had been taken both in the key and physical sense. Trapped in the body of a child and being forced into, but what broke him the most the one doing this was his own little brother, anyone else but his kid brother.
"Seto!" he yelled releasing himself into the body below, tears broke free from their confinement as he felt the hot liquid burn his channel. As the last of the seed was spilt Seto's body dropped from exhaustion his face landing in a plate of food that splattered all over his face as tears continued to stream from his hazy eyes.
Moki slowly removed himself from Seto's body, taking slow breathes before looking at the body below. He crawled over the unconscious body settling over the others face, leaning down his tongue swiped over his cheeks licking the food mixed with the others tears.
"Big brother is so sweet" he smiled before placing a kiss on the others cheeks.
To Be Continued…
