Chiaroscuro

My face flushed as his hot mouth closed around me, his insistent tongue moving along my arousal, I looked at the top of his head, watching it move along my length my hand lowered fisting his mass of silver white hair, wild and sticking in all directions. “ahh Weiss!...please” I begged licking my lips, my hips shifting under his assault, all I could do was ride out the sensation, tugging more urgently on his hair.



“No…more…. I want.. You…ahh!” I gasp and stutter, he is slowly driving me mad with wanting, I am sick of my clothes I just want our skin rubbing against each other, wanted him on top of me inside of me, as close as was possible.



I felt his lips release me the cool air on my naked flesh made me shiver, he rose up and he wound one of his strong arms around my back pulling me up further onto the bed, I grab at his shirt urging him to hurry, pulling him down onto me, my legs slipping apart urging him to settle between them.

“My skin craves the touch of yours brother, I need to feel you” I whisper tugging on his shirt more fingers tearing into the fabric.



He looked down into my eyes and I couldn’t help look up into his, he leaned down brushing hair off my forehead, his forearm resting on the pillow above my head, he lowers his, taking my mouth hotly,

I feel his other hand splay open over my chest, his hand covering my heart.



I felt myself melt, I know it was his words telling me he loved me, I knew my brother, emotion wasn’t his strong point but neither was it my own. I kissed him back one of my hands covering his own heart. Our lips parting and moving over each other, each kiss was never enough, not for me and I am sure it wasn’t for him.



The kiss broke our panting breath the only sound in the room.



“My Darkness….so precious you are to me, there is no going back, not only are we Brothers but we will be Lovers as well, are you ready for that step?” he asked me.



I designed not to reply I used actions to show him my answer, grabbing his shirt I tugged hard causing it to tear buttons shooting off in unknown directions, my actions surprised him as I used his shirt to push him onto his back, swiftly sitting astride his lap my knees hugging the side of his hips.



I tug his shirt down and off his shoulders, my answer to his question obvious.



He chuckled at my urgency and he lifted up his hands to slowly unbutton my own shirt, slipping it off me his hands running down my arms slowly.



The sensual touch made me close my eyes in pleasure my head tipping back.



I felt him sit up a hands moving up to my neck cupping the side of my jaw tilting my head back more, then I felt his lips on my throat licking at my skin like I had done to him earlier, teasingly nipping at my skin causing, me to writhe against his lap, which reminded me that my pants were undone and I flushed whimpering in embarrassment.



“so beautiful… never forget that Nero….no matter what anyone says, you are beautiful to me”



Weiss whispered against my neck, his hands lowering down my body, hands cupping my waist, my eyes widened and I gasped as he flipped me onto my back, his hands tugging my pants down and off so I was completely bare in front of him. My face flushed red and I tried to cover myself, I never considered myself beautiful but his words made me believe that I was, but still I was embarrassed for him to see me like this, but I craved it, desired the two of us like this skin bone and sinew.



He soothed me with his hands, they ran down my body reverently thumbs stroking over my nipples making me arch my back upwards, my head tilted back baring my throat. He groaned my name, hands lowering down my stomach, then caressing teasingly at my thighs which trembled under his touch.



He buried his face between my legs, my face going completely red as he blew over my heated skin. Causing me to writhe, my breath panting out of my mouth rapidly, I was getting too excited again, too much sensation, too much teasing, I wanted him to become one with me now, to take me to a place higher than Nirvana.

“Weiss now I need you!” I gasped impatiently tugging at his hair; I wasn’t sure how long I could stand this torture.



He pulled back from me leaning back on his heels. Pushing me onto my back, I was confused at what he was planning but I waited, wondering what his next move would be and I trembled in anticipation.