Hello there! Sorry sorry it took me too long.. I totally got caught in all this christmas mania

Buying presents all day and then visiting the kin.. I've actually just returned and now I can finally upload this! Yes!

Next chapter won't take so long, I promise!

Would you wear these, Onii-chan?

Just like every afternoon after classes, the members of the literature club assembled in their room and were devoted to their club activities. Mitsuki stared at some book in her hands and pretended that she was reading it and Mirai looked after her beloved bonsais.

The only one who even tried to do something productive was Akihito, who desperately tried to concentrate even though Hiroomi did his best to distract him.

Since that.. incident.. the other day, Hiroomi enjoyed teasing Akihito even more. Maybe because now, he didn't freak out and turned snow white when he got touched, no, now he simply blushed.

But that only made him so much cuter, Hiroomi really had to restrain himself in the presence of the girls. He kept running around Akihito the whole time, solemnly sliding his fingers across his neck or placing his head on his shoulders, pretending to read the book he held.

Sometimes Akihito tried to hiss or glare at him, but he wasn't really talented in intimidating him. As long as he remained human, at least.

On the contrary, it only encouraged him to tease him even more.

"Akkey..", he summed and put his hands beneath Akihito's arms. "Mmmh so warm."

He didn't even do it on purpose, it just happened that his hands slipped further until they met on Akihito's breast. Beneath his fingers he felt Akihito's heart beat overturning.

Hiroomi's mind suddenly returned to that kiss. That kiss. His heart seemed to adjust to Akihito's.

What was wrong with him? Their eyes met. Akihito stared at him with eyes gaped in shock. But his face was bright red. 'A kiss would be nice', he thought and drew his face closer to Akihito's.

"O-nii-san..?!"

Instantly Hiroomi was ripped back into reality, he flinched and let go of Akihito immediately. Mitsuki stared at him blank. Even Mirai froze in whatever she had been doing and watched the scene with a blushed face and a slightly trembling body.

"Haha! Just kidding! I'm just bored..", Hiroomi somehow managed to say before he turned around, so the others couldn't see his face.

Somehow he really felt hot right now, as if his face was burning. Maybe he was getting sick.

It took Hiroomi some time to calm down again. He managed to blame everything on an upcoming cold and slight fever. What else should have made him do something like this? Still he couldn't help but feeling dissatisfied.

Mirai left all of a sudden, blubbering something about an all-you-can-eat special and Mitsuki left soon afterwards, feeling slightly uncomfortable about being the only girl in this place full of perverts. It hasn't bothered her back then, before Mirai had joined, but maybe Hiroomi was really behaving a bit over the top lately.

Akihito jumped up from his chair as he noticed Mitsuki's depart and wanted to rush out of the room as quickly as possible, but Hiroomi blocked his way.

"Akkey, I need your help with something. Don't you want to stay a bit longer?", he asked him.

Akihito gulped and the misgiving was written all over his face.

"You want to go on with what you did before, right?", he muttered.

What you did before.. a flash struck through his body as the memory brought the feeling he had had back. Lust. There was no denying it was lust.

Determined, he went at Akihito, grabbed his hips and pushed him on the desk.

"May I?", he asked politely, but without failing to show him, that he had no choice anyway.

Their eyes locked and Akihito's face color changed.

"D-Do what you want.."

Hiroomi didn't need to think twice. Their nosetips touched for a moment before Hiroomi finally laid his lips on Akihito's. Why was he feeling so good? Why couldn't he stop? It was Akihito who he kissed here, damn it.

But he licked across those soft lips nonetheless and sucked them and even couldn't restrain himself from biting his underlip. Akihito gasped for air and responded with a mix of a painful scream and a sweet aroused moan.

"What are you doing?", he complained.

"Sorry..", Hiroomi realized that he had gone to far when he had the iron taste in his mouth.

He wiped the red fluid, which was running down Akihito's chin, away and watched the bite healing in remarkable speed. In amazement he stroke with his fingers across the wound.

"Hiroomi..", Akihito tried to get his attention back. His eyes had something hesitant and begging in them, "can you do me a favor?"

Now Hiroomi was interested. What could he want in such a situation?

"What?"

"Would you..", he started reluctantly, obviously avoiding Hiroomi's eyes, "wear these..?"

He drew out a pair of glasses. Hiroomi couldn't hide his surprise. But on the other hand, there was really no reason to be surprised. Knowing Akihito, it was only natural that it would come to this.

Yet, it was really cute that he was so embarrassed when asking this.

"Ask me again, you know how."

There was really no reason for him to object. He was the last one to have something against weird fetishes.

"Uhm..", Akihito's face was high red as he tried hard to bring himself to say it. "Would you wear these, Onii-chan?"

So cute. So unbelievably cute. Even if he wanted, there was no way he could object now. He took the glasses and put them on, then looked over the frame up to Akihito.

"Like this?", he asked.

Akihito was obviously thrilled. His mouth was wide open and his body trembled. He just nodded excessively.

They kissed again, but Akihito was like a different person. Finally, he too, was a lot more into it. Their tongues touched and the distance between their bodies got smaller.

Akihito pressed his legs against Hiroomi's waist and wrapped his arms around him, while Hiroomi carefully touched his face and stroke with his fingers through his hair.

All he had wanted was to tease him a little bit, but weren't they enjoying this a little too much? Well, the point where he could think about it was long past. He let go of Akihito's face and put his hands back on Akihito's waist.

No, he was definitely enjoying this too much. He needed to be teased a little more. Therefor, Hiroomi let his fingers slip beneath Akihito's vest, touching the warm, naked skin.

Akihito flinched and interrupted the kiss. Maybe Hiroomi's cold hands startled him. Or maybe he was going too far now.

But suddenly there was something weird in his eyes. Something saying 'I won't loose'.

Warm, warm fingers beneath his clothes. Akihito copied him, his hands gliding across the back. Did this really happen? If this kept going on like this.. if this look in his eyes remained, who knew where this evening was leading to?

But it didn't go on like this and the look in Akihito's eyes changed rapidly. It happened the moment Akihito's fingers had reached a certain spot on Hiroomi's back. His face fell apart, he drew his hands back and suddenly there was an emotion written in his face, that emotion Hiroomi just knew too well.

"That scar..", he muttered.

He felt guilty. Hiroomi remembered how this whole thing had started. Why Akihito was doing this. He was repenting and Hiroomi was making use of it.

"I was the one who caused it, right?"

Hiroomi gulped. Akihito was close to tears.

"Akkey..", he whispered. 'No, you're wrong. It wasn't you.' He just needed to tell him. The words were already on the tip of his tongue, but he just couldn't bring himself to say it.

One last time he panted for air, deeply resolving to just tell him the truth, but Akihito was faster than him.

"You can do with me whatever you want, Onii-sama."

The words got stuck in Hiroomi's throat. Why did these words, coming from these lips, arouse him so much? Why did his body move by itself?

He gave him a quick kiss on the lips, a quick kiss on his cheeks, a quick kiss on his neck. Whatever he wanted. For a little untruth.

He loosened Akihito's belt and opened his pants without taking his eyes from Akihito's eyes. The look in his eyes was so painful, it broke Hiroomi's heart.

There was no way he could take it any longer. He avoided his gaze and turned his attention to the rest of his body. With his fingers, which were freezing cold in comparison to Hiroomi's body, he slipped beneath Akihito's vest once again.

Akihito moaned, maybe the cold was really turning him on. Pulling his vest up, he licked across his belly, working himself up towards his nipples. Akihito's whole body reacted when he reached them. Hiroomi licked them tenderly and then sucked them strongly. Akihito moaned even more, it was almost screaming.

'More', Hiroomi thought. He couldn't get enough of these moans. He wanted to make him feel even better, to make him moan even more.

Hiroomi went down on his knees and opened Akihito's pants completely. So the nipples hadn't been the only thing reacting when he had played with them.

Akihito gasped and grabbed Hiroomi's hair.

"Wh-What are you doing?"

But it was already too late to hold him back. Hiroomi put his tongue on the tip of Akihito's hard on, licked it and took it in his mouth.

Akihito moaned and panted like he couldn't take the pleasure anymore, it was like music in Hiroomi's ears. It made him suck him even more and Akihito's body trembled, his legs tightened around Hiroomi's neck.

"Why..? Why are you doing this?!", Akihito could barely talk in between his moans and screams. "You gain nothing from that, do you?"

If he knew just how much he gained from that.. and if he knew how little he deserved to gain anything.

It was weird, though, why wasn't he feeling strange, when he had Akihito's dick in his mouth? And why was his sweet voice arousing him so much?

"Hi-hi-hiroomi.. stop it! Stop it!", Akihito yelled.

He seemed to be at his limit. 'Cum. Just cum already!', Hiroomi didn't intend in the slightest to stop. No, he planned to finish this now. 'Let me hear your screams of pleasure!'

And Akihito fulfilled that wish.

"AAH!"

A flash struck through Akihito's body as he came and filled Hiroomi's mouth with the white fluid.

"Mmh..", Hiroomi had to admit that he hadn't really been prepared for that, but he didn't waste it a second thought and just swallowed it.

Akihito panted for air. He was totally exhausted. Hiroomi stood up and looked into his red, glowing face, but Akihito tried to hide it beneath his hands.

"What.. the hell..?", he was confused and embarrassed. Poor little Akihito.

Hiroomi pushed his hands away, to see his cute face. His body was yearning for him. He wanted to kiss him, to hold him, to go a lot further, but his head was telling him to stop.

His conscience scolded him for going that far, the guilt he felt moved his lips.

"I'm sorry", he said, "It wasn't you who caused that scar... I used your guilt to play around with you."

What happened next rushed through Hiroomi's mind like a dream he could take no hold of. He just felt the twitch in his heart when Akihito's eyes gaped in shock and tears ran down his face. There was a dull pain in his chest when Akihito punched against it and threw him to the ground. The words he shouted at him sounded like they where far away.

"You bastard!", "I hate you!", "I'll never let you touch me again!" something like that was coming from his lips. In the voice that had moaned so sweetly before.

Long after it was already over he realized that the door had been shut loudly and Akihito was gone.

Even at night when he was lying in his bed, the sounds in his head didn't stop. The moans, the voice, the screams. It resounded in his mind, steadily growing louder. When he closed his eyes he saw Akihito's red face in front of him. His teary eyes melting in pleasure.

As long as he remembered it so strongly, his body wouldn't stop feeling like that. He touched himself and buried his face in the pillow.

"Akkey..", he whispered to himself as he repeated the same movements he had pleasured Akihito with earlier with his hands.

When he just concentrated enough, he could imagine his smell and his taste on his tongue.

This was the first time he did something like that in thought of Akihito and it was the first time it felt that good. But it was also the first time he felt so ashamed of himself.

"I'm sorry..", he mumbled in the pillow, "forgive me.. and let me touch you again.."

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