Don't let me down
Don't let me down
Don't let me down
Don't let me down

Nobody ever loved me like he does
Ooh he does. Yes he does
And if somebody loved me
Like he do me
Ooh he do me. Yes he does

Don't let me down
Don't let me down
Don't let me down
Don't let me down

I'm in love for the first time
Don't you know it's going to last
It's a love that lasts forever
It's a love that has no past

Don't let me down
Don't let me down
Don't let me down
Don't let me down

And from the first time that he really done me
Ooh he done me. He done me good
I guess nobody ever really done me
Ooh he done me
He done me
He done me good

"God, Connor…" His name feels and tastes so sweet when rollin' off the tip o' me tongue. He looks up to me from the side with eyes so trusting, so caring. Really can't imagine loving anyone more than me twin. Connor slowly rolls onto me body and props himself up on a slender arm, fingers dancing dangerously low. Teasing, and tempting me, I'm sure Connor can feel how much I need him to be close.

"Murph, ye look stressed. Need me to relieve a little o' that tension, brother?" Connor smiles at me tenderly, but I can see that fiery passion buildin' within his soul. Aye, me brother may need me just as much. So subtly I barely notice a thing, Connor moves apart me thighs while kissing my neck, nipping lightly at the exposed skin. I moan quietly, which obviously isn't good enough for him: He bites at the skin once again with a bit more aggression. In response, a hoarse moan is drawn from me throat and I can feel him smirk.

I feel pressure from Connor's lubricated member (when the hell did me brother lube 'imself up? Sneaky bastard), and we groan in unison. He strokes me messy hair with one hand, while usin' the other to snake his fingers around me now hard-as-possible cock. Always so gentle with me, no matter how many times I tell the bastard its okay, I'm not a child, he can be rough.

For some reason, he's always found me to be fragile. Aye, tis not much of a problem though; our day to day lives are filled with roughness and force, so it isn't horrible to have a change during the darkened, quiet nights.

Me twin enters me slowly, and as cheesy and cliché as it sounds, I felt tha' everythin' is right in the world. He moves slowly and I revel in feeling him fill up me being. Connor looks fucking beautiful and angelic, with his closed eyes and partially opened lips. Taking the opportunity, I grip a bit o' his hair and bring his mouth on mine, sneaking me tongue into his nicotine and Guinness flavored mouth.

As our battle o' tongues speeds up, Connor's thrusting becomes more urgent. He pounds harder, and harder, and I can tell me brother is holdin' back his moans.

"Dear brother, scream for me," I whisper low in his ear, driving him mad. With one final thrust, Connor lets out a deep, primal noise that pushed me over the edge. I come too, spilling over me brothers hand which is still securely wrapped around me cock.

Fuck, when Connor does me like this – like always, he does me good.

Me twin collapses on top o' me chest, breathing labored and sweat glistening his skin. He rolls off me, and takes me face in between his two shaking hands. With a content sigh, he presses our lips together.

"Brother?" I whisper awkwardly while he rests onto his back, eyelids obviously becoming heavy. He opens one gorgeous blue eye and nods.

"Yeah, Murph?" God, I love when he calls me that. Anyone else, and I would be annoyed by them shortening me name, but it sounds so sweet when he says it.

"I think I jus' may be in love with ye." The words come out a soft rush, and I bite me lip out of fear. Connor waits a moment, then sits up, looking at me with surprise.

"Aye? In love for the first time, Murph?" Connor grins at me as I nod.

"Yeah… well, brother, I think I may jus' be in love with ye too."