Authors notes: I should try to fix all of my errors in the former chapters, can you please help me? I have noticed some errors, but not all, and I want the experience to be good for you.

Chapter 8

Yukio woke up from slumber. He pried his eyes open, licking his dry lips. The events of the previous day seemed so far away. He sat up, feeling something heavy fall down beside him. He frowned and looked. Rin was sleeping by his side, eyes closed and mouth open with just a little drool at the corner. Yukio froze, looking down at himself.

~Where's my clothes? He thought frantic, a wave of pain rippling through him, as he moved. He pressed a palm down on his back, trying to relieve some semblance of pain. He held back a pained groan, looking at Rin sleeping peacefully. He wanted to kiss him away, he wanted to hit him and complain about the pain, Rin had so easily put him through. Shocked, he felt the disgusting reminder of their encounter still soiling his stomach. He didn't know what to do, Rin had to be covered by it too, but since he was currently sleeping, on his stomach, there was no way Yukio could remove any of it without him noticing.

~What have we done, nii-san. Help me. Yukio climbed out of the bed, pressing his thighs together to avoid any unnecessary movement of his behind.

~No one told me it would feel like this. Yukio thought slowly working his way out of the room. He needed to wash away any trace of their encounter, and he needed to think without being distracted by his brothers sleeping form. Just the thought of Rins sleepy form, made Yukios nether regions stir. This needed to stop, it seemed every time something happened, it made him lose control even more. Even with the pain, he wanted more.

In the bathroom he turned the faucet on, carefully adjusting the temperatures, to make it the perfect warm soothing experience for his sore flesh. As Yukio washed away the traces of semen covering his stomach, he felt adrenaline coursing his veins, as he noticed the once sticky fluid between his legs. It was to painful to thoroughly clean himself there, he thought a stormcloud collecting it self in his mind. Rin had emptied himself inside Yukios ass, not thinking about the mess Yukio would have to clean up now. He cursed himself and his lusting, as he saw something pink in the water before it sunk down the drain. Had Rin not noticed how much it messed up Yukio? He had rammed his dry dick up, and the pain seeping through Yukios body was the result.

~Why couldn't you wait? Yukio closed the water. The pain had subsided just a little, and even if he felt sore, he was thoroughly conflicted about seeing Rin again. How could it be between them now? He braced himself placing a small towel around his waist. This wouldn't change anything. This couldn't change anything.

Rin woke up disoriented. The first thing he saw, was that he was in the wrong room, no, the wrong bed. everything was turned around. He felt a pleasant soreness in his muscles. he scratched his belly absenmindedly, feeling something strange on the previously smooth skin. Everything came back to him in a flash, Yukios pleading tone, begging him to touch him, tp please him. He shivered at the memory. God how he wanted to feel Yukios inner walls grip tightly around his dick, saueezing him for every bit of cum saved in his tender balls. The memory made it tingle in his hands. He had been rough, he was sure, Yukios moans hadn't all been in pleasure. Would lubing it up make it ecen bettet he thought stretching as he sat up in the disheveled bed.

"What are you doing?" Yukios voice cut through Rins relaxed thoughts. He smiled and put his arm disarming behind his head.

"I was thinking about fucking you again" he laughed nervously. Yukio looked down at him, his glasses glowing omniously.

"There will be no fucking me in the immediate future." he said. Rin got up, not sure how to handle his brothers change of heart. Clearly he could remember everything about the day before, but he sounded so angry. Yukio slid off the small towel, allowing Rin a glance of Yukios glorious butt.

"Why are you so stiff?" he asked, trying to ignore his brothers cold attitude. Yukio stilled his movements glaring at his smaller twin.
"Because someone couldn't control themselves. Have you even looked at yourself?" Yukios voice was like ice, hitting him in the face. Rin looked down, something like dried blood mixed with something else, semen? Was all over his dick. A cold chill of regret flodded Rin, and he threw himself at Yukios feet.
"I never knew." he mumbled, kissing his brothers naked thigh, letting his hands slide over the freshly showered legs. Yukio composed himself. In Rins situation, he hadn't been sure, whether or not he would be able to control himself, and there was no need to blame.
~Why do I have this sick feeling in my stomach? He thought, ignoring the hollow feeling. Did Rin really want to do it again? Could he let them sink into this kind of relationship? Even if he wanted to.
"I am going to get cleaned up, please be here when i come back. We need to talk. You remember what happened yesterday." Rin hadn't been sure, but if Yukio could remember, this changed things. Yukio nodded, reaching for a new pair of boxer briefs.
"I'll be here." Yukios soft voice was almost impossible to hear. The soft almost vulnerable tones tugging at Rins heartstrings.

Authors notes: They have to figure things out now.