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A Brother's Love	By : trowacko Category: +G to L > Loveless Views: 5285 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title - A Brother's Love

Author - trowacko

Rating - NC17

Warnings - Seimei/Ritsuka, incest, angst in that feel good way *cough*

Disclaimers - I do not own Loveless in any way, nor do I make a claim to. No
profit, no harm done.

AN - a feel good yummy for my squishy Sera. Angsty
shota-esque smuttage is the chicken soup of the yaoi world. riiiiight XD

The slice under the doorway was predictably dark, just as Seimei knew it would
be. Behind him, the argument that had taken place was evident in the aftershock
of occasional violence emitting from the kitchen to some unfortunate dish that
happened to be close at hand when their mother's anger spiked.

"Ritsuka?" Seimei called softly as he entered the room. His eyes
adjusted quickly enough and he sought out the corner next to the bed. The
shadow bundled up near the wall shifted in the only invitation Seimei needed to
enter.

The door closed, shutting off the latest sound of breaking porcelain - plate or
bowl by the sound of the thick clatter. He didn't fully understand just what it
was his younger brother and their mother fought about so often, yet he had no
complaints when it came to comforting the younger. Already
he could hear the wet smack of Ritsuka's lips as they began working together
the spittle deposited by an eager tongue.

He sat down on the edge of the bed, opening his legs for his brother to crawl
into. Small arms wrapped around his waist and Semei reached down to fondle the
boy's hair, stroking the ears that twitched against his palms.

"My dear Ritsuka," he whispered. Both hands went under his brother's
chin, nudging it upwards to find wide, pleading eyes staring up at him. Hope
mingled with trust and love, and with them, a shade of fear. The quiver of the
gaze switched his cock's state from semi-hard to hard. In that look was lust
and desire, yet stronger than either was love. Ritsuka did this not because he
liked the act itself, but because he needed to be loved and needed to be
cherished. Especially after the fights, Semei had discovered early on. He did
love his brother dearly; but there was such a thing as reciprocation of love,
he had decided easily enough.

Ritsuka's hands didn't fumble once while they pried apart the trousers and slid
the fabric down Seimei's hips. Seimei propped himself up on his hands, shifting
to let his brother pull the trousers down enough to expose him. A lick against
his own lips, his breath shortened and he sat down once more to cup Ritsuka's
cheeks in his hands.

"I need you so much, you know that, right?"

Still a whisper, quiet and almost pleading, just the way Ritsuka needed to hear
it.

Yes.

An answer granted by the drop of wide eyes down to half slits. The fall of a
gaze from brother to cock and the lick of lips to re-wet what was already wet.

Ritsuka's throat worked in gulps of air that were expelled by a series of
moans, young and unsure. His head rested against Seimei's crotch while the
elder stroked tenderly over hair, ears, and shoulders. He didn't instruct or
demand; he never had to. Soon after Ritsuka's ears were warmed, the boy sat up
a bit, thrusting his body closer against the bed.

"I love you," he whimpered. Eyes closed, a mouth too small to fling
the hatred their mother exuded at times closed around the head of Seimei's
cock. His tongue followed his lower lip, attacking with soft licks and hardened
lines while the boy's mouth worked deeper.

Seimei watched it all with the detached gluttony of one who might never be satisfieed.
His legs opened wider and his hips thrust forward to shove another few inches
into his brother's mouth. He groaned deeply, letting his voice convey his own
desires. Ritsuka didn't disappoint.

The small pert mouth so accustomed to twists of the perturbed widened and took
a little bit more in. Seiemi responded by sitting up, hands cresting at
Ritsuka's cheeks and down to a smooth neck that begged for hands around it. He
squeezed in time with the thrusts Ritsuka gave his cock with mouth and tongue,
taking more, swallowing, drinking all the pre-cum that worked up in a weak
attempt at sating flesh that was damn near insatiable.

"You're such a good brother," he gasped. And Ritsuka was; he just
happened to be good in a way a big brother could take advantage of, he smiled.
"Oh, Ritsuka."

Out beyond the door, the sounds of their mother going up the hall forced
Seimei's concentration away from being sucked off while he waited for her to
close the door to her room. The slam sounded and his attention snapped back to
Ritsuka.

He stroked his brother's ears, encouraging with small gasps and murmured
praises. Pleasure wound around his body in strokes that warmed him. Taking
Ritsuka's head between his hands, he pulled his brother closer, deeper. The
gurgle was heard a split second before the sensitivity caught the quiver of
muscles clenching around the head of his cock.

"Be good," Seimei grunted. Small hands fluttered against his waist,
clutching tightly when the boy's mouth could only open wider, waiting to drink
it in. All for Seimei, and all for a brother's love.

Tightness gripped his belly while muscles spasmed in the overload of nerves
erupted from lips and an oh so talented tongue. Seimei's right hand went to his
mouth and he bit against the first knuckle tightly. His hips moved of their own
accord, snapping forward in small thrusts that went in broken rhythm to the
licks and plunges his cock endured. He could feel the tension begin an ache
deep in the pit of his body while he fought against expending himself for the
last agonizing seconds before his seed spurt from him in a rush. Doubling over,
he held Ritsuka's shoulders, clinging to them desperately as his brother
squirmed in front of him, swallowing what he could manage and letting the rest
drip down his chin. Unable to get up, he remained still with Seimei's cock in
his mouth, his tongue stroking soothingly while his breathing tried to catch
up.

"I love you," Seimei murmured. His hands stroked over Ritsuka's back
as he sat up. Finally letting Ritsuka release his cock, he brushed his
brother's hair back where sweat made it clump up in random spikes. Scooting
back on the bed, he drew Ritsuka up with him until the two laid next to each
other. Seimei pulled the boy's shirt off, using it to wipe most of the seed
still dribbling free until Ritsuka's flushed lips were clean enough to grant a
kiss. The boy shivered against him as if cold while Seiemei's kiss plundered a
mouth that was probably sore as hell.

"I love you so much," he confided. His larger hands roamed over
Ritsuka's body with familiar movements that ended at the boy's pants. Not yet,
he promised, but soon. In little time at all, he was sure Ritsuka would be
prepared to lose his ears for his brother. He wasn't so impatient as to simply
take it now. After all, he might not have had the post-argument blow job to
look forward to if dear little Ritsuka lost his ears so soon. Content, he held
his brother close, murmuring of love and need while the boy drifted to sleep.
No matter what Seimei did to him, that love would protect them both.

*just because it comes from the mind of a wacko, doesn't necessarily mean it's
insane*
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