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Sakura Kissed	By : Sarryn Category: +S to Z > Sorcerer Hunters Views: 1775 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: I don’t own the rights to Sorcerer Hunters, but that hasn’t stopped me from writing about them.

Warning: This story contains the themes of incest, and sex, and male/male relationships. If any of these may offend you, then stop reading. If, however, you do read this, in spite of my warnings, and find it offensive, then I have to say it is your own fault. This scene is of an erotic nature, but Ie ate attempted to write it as tastefully as my ability allows.

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Sakura Kissed

At the behest of two domineering goddesses of pain I went in search of an elusive brunette. My mission was to conscript him into an assignment that might cost him his dignity if not his life. I felt no guilt. After all, if I went along with those two, I wouldn’t be able to look at any pretty girls (and if I did there would be hell to pay). Thus I did the cowardly thing and looked for my younger brother so he could accompany the Misu sisters shopping. I knew he could probably handle their combined attitudes and offer a far better opinion on whatever they decided to get, especially clothing. Tira said I had no tact. If tact meant lying or sugar coating the truth, then I didn’t want it.

If he wanted solitude, Marron could be harder to find than a blue tulip. Fortunately, today he wanted to be away from civilization but not alone. I found him sitting cross-legged on the slope of a lush hill, one of his spell books opened in his, an, and a pair of reading glasses perched on the bridge of his nose. He turned each page of the thick book with careful deliberation after thoroughly digesting every word. He looked so peaceful I almost left him to his reading, but an image of the Misu sister’s surfaced and I hardened my heart. The was no way in hell I’d go shopping with them, if I could get someone else to do it.

The girls were like sisters and best friends to me, but there were some things I refused to do for or with them. That was why only my kind little brother could get me out of this.

"Hey, Marron!" I called as I trotted to his side. He took off his glasses and offered me an attentive smile. "Are you busy?"

"I’m reading, but I can do that later."

"Good, because the girls want you to take them shopping."

"Indeed?" He closed his book gently and stared at me steadily.

"Yep."

"Or is it because you don’t to take a certain pair of dominatrix sisters and risk life and manhood?"

"That might be a part of it. So?" I gave him my best puppy dog eyes. "Will you?" Marron chuckled.

"What should I ask you for in return?"

"‘In return’?"

"Wouldn’t this be worth some sort of favor?" he persisted while gently smiling. I noted the devious light in his black eyes. Hmm.

"You wouldn’t do this out of the kindness of your heart, would you?"

"I would do anything, niisan."

"Really?"

"I still want the favor though," he told me standing up.

"But you’ll still do it?"

"I will."

"Thank you! Thank you so much. You’re the best little brother," I declared throwing my arms around him. I wasn’t going to die today. I wasn’t going to die today. "The best. The very, very best." Laughing happiI reI released him and plopped down upon the grass. Marron shook his head in indulgent amusement.

"I’ll be back later. Hopefully you’ll manage to stay out of trouble while I’m gone."

"Of course!" He laughed at my overly innocent reply and turned away. "Have fun, Marron."

"We shall see, ne niisan?" Feeling good, I lay back and watched him disappear over the rounded curve of the hill. My poor brother, I had just sent him into the lion’s den. I wasn’t going to die today!

* * *

"Niisan…" A soft voice intruded upon the vague fog of my mind.

"Hmm?"

"Ni-isan…" I felt something tickle my cheek. Mumbling a protest I reluctantly opened my eyes. Long strands of black hair trailed across my face. I reached out and a caught a few. The vague wings of sleep brushed against the edges of my mind. I twined the strands around my fingers and gave a playful tug. My younger brother smiled down at me.

"I’m awake. Hmm…It’s dark." I looked past my brother and into the darkened sky. I blinked several times. It hadn’t been dark when I fell asleep (not that I could remember falling asleep). How long had I been sleeping?

"You’ve been asleep for some time?"

"I don’t remember it being dark, that’s for sure." I released Marron’s hair and let it tracroscross my fingers.

"I trust you didn’t get into trouble."

"Me?" He chuckled and leaned back.

"Chasing girls…?" His soft voice slid into my ears. I sat up and met his dark eyes.

"I was a good boy," I replied softly.

"Hmm? Good. I brought you a present, niisan."

"Really?" I loved presents, especially Marron’s. He held up a carefully wrapped package tied up with twine. I grinned eagerly and made a grab for it. He laughed and lifted it out of reach.

"Aren’t you going to ask me how my day went, niisan?" I eyed the package just out of reach with excitement.

"How was taking the two queens of pain out shopping, little brother?" I asked dutifully. Present! Present! Present!

"Delightfully uneventful." With a bemused shake of his head, Marron sat down beside me.

"That’s good.

"Guess what I discovered there?"

"Does it involve the present, by any chance?"

"It does."

"What?" With careful deliberation he unwrapped the package, out of my reach. Present! Present! Present!

"Remember these, niisan?" He held up a single, delicious-looking Sakura-mochi upon the palm of his hand. I eagerly grabbed and bit into it. The sweet-salty flavor washed over my tongue. Bliss.

"Wow, I haven’t had one since…" I cocked my head to one side and thought back. Slowly I filtered through the jumble of disorderly memories in my mind. I remembered being on a similar hill, though quite far away now. "I was…what? Fourteen? Fifteen?" I took another contemplative bite.

"Thirteen. I was twelve," Marron corrected with a small chuckle. Man, he had a good memory.

"Right. Right. Didn’t…mom make them for us?" I popped the rest into my mouth and chewed.

"Yes."

"Those were good." I started to lick the remaining bits from my fingers, but Marron stopped me. "Hmm?" He smiled slightly and brought my captured hand to his lips. "Umm?" A small shiver ran down my spine as he slid my index finger into the warm cavity of his mouth. Slowly he laved it with his dexterous tongue. "M-Marron!"

"Hmm?" Languidly his eyes slid closed. It felt as if he was touching something more intimate inside of me. That look of lazy pleasure drove up my pulse. He withdrew the digit and blew softly against it. My breath sputtered out and goose bumps rose all over my flesh. Carefully he ministered to the remaining fingers. By the time he finished my breathing was more than slightly erratic.

"M-Marron…" My cheeks felt flushed. My body felt flushed. His smile widened. He was perfectly aware of his affect on me. When had my little brother become such a…

"Remember now, niisan?"

* * *

I savored the salty-sweet flavor and unique texture or my mom’s Sakura-mochi. For once the threat of an angry mother didn’t hover over my pleasure. She had given me these, instead of me pilfering them while she was distracted. I took small bites and rolled the mochi about my tongue to fully experience every facet of its delicious taste. Bliss.

"Niisan?"

"Over here." I watched my little brother climb up the hill. An oddly distracted air surrounded him. I finished another mochi by the time he reached me. "Are you okay?" I asked noticing his flushed cheeks. Marron was in great shape so the color in his cheeks couldn’t be from exertion.

"I’ve never k-kissed a girl," he murmured softly. Without a word I handed him the last mochi. He accepted without question and took a bite. "Ever other boy my age has."

"Who told you that?"

"Those boys." I knew of whom he spoke and felt a firebrand of anger pierce my mind. Those boys had made my little brother’s life a living hell.

"I see," my voice grated out lowly. I would take care of them later when Marron wasn’t around. I knew I couldn’t act like I was protecting him. He had to be strong, and if I always ran to his rescue then he wouldn’t become strong. Of course that didn’t mean that I couldn’t avenge him when he wasn’t looking.

"I don’t even know how to kiss." He stared at me, eyes begging me to understand.

"Well, it’s not that hard. You just kinda…you just have to do it. You can’t really learn it except through experience. You know?" He looked away. I watched him think over my words. I thought of how I was going to give those boys hell.

"That is the point though, niisan. I don’t know."

"Go kiss a girl then," I suggested with a laugh. He cut me an inscrutably glance.

"I wouldn’t want to disappoint her."

"You won’t. You’re good at anything you do. Trust me."

"Will you teach me? Please?"

"Wha…?" I shifted, unsure of how to respond. His eyes, dark and earnest, searched my blushing face. Then he looked away and a sort of soul-deep disappointment sagged his shoulders. "Marron?"

"It’s alright, niisan. I won’t ask you to do anything that makes you uncomfortable." His soft voice, filled with some manner of shattered hope, made me feel ashamed for failing him. He rarely asked for anything from anyone.

"It’s fine. No big deal." His smile, so sweet I could almost taste it, blinded me. I was going to teach my little brother how to kiss, and to hell with my acute discomfort. It would sure save him many a slapped cheek later on.

"What should I do?" he questioned with restrained eagerness. Carefully I took him by the shoulders and turned him so that he fully faced me. I could do this. No big deal.

"First tilt your head a bit." I tilted his head. The intensity of his black eyes unnerved me. "Then purse your lips. Not that much! Okay, that’s good." A nervous sweat broke out upon my forehead. If anyone caught us…I knew that such things were ridiculed and thought disgusting, but my role as the oldest told me that I had to teach him everything he needed to know. Torn between the two thoughts, I told Marron to close his eyes. Swallowing the think lump forming in my throat, I tightened my hands upon his shoulders. I could do this. It was my duty as the oldest. No big deal.

A strange shivering shook his slender frame and the flush from earlier, which had been fading, flared up with feverintenntensity.

"Are you okay, Marron?"

"Yes," he answered with only the barest movement of lips.

"Okay." Squeezing my eyes closed, I darted in. Our lips touched for an instant before I jerked away with flaming cheeks. "See, Marron, nothing to it." I laughed it off and turned away slightly.

"Niisan, can I practice?" His whispered question froze me.

"Practice?"

"Please, niisan." I cut a quick glance at his earnest face before nodding slowly. Silently I prayed that no one would see us. I could handle whatever anyone said, but my little brother…He already dealt with enough as it was.

"Okay. No big deal." I turned back to him.

"Close your eyes." My eyes snapped close at his command. I waited tensely and felt time crawl by with a steady itch across my skin.

I started when his cool hands cupped my face. His warm breath brushed against my mouth, and again I waited. One quick kiss and it would be over. I could handle a quick, platonic peck.

"Niisan…" He murmured my name with reverence and fear…Fear of what? His swept over mine with startling delicacy. Expecting him to pull away, I started to open my eyes, a joke ready on my tongue. Suddenly his hands tightened and I found his mouth moving fiercely against mine. Shock immobilized me. He kissed me as if he was trying to crawl into my mouth.

I jerked back and followed. Sprawled upon my back and pinned down by my not quite so little, little brother, I couldn’t move. I couldn’t push him away, not with the gentle velvet of his lips on mine. Blood rushed beneath my skin in heated waves. I could taste the salty-sweet taste of my mother’s mochi on the moist tongue that pushed boldly into my bewildered mouth.

* * *

"I remember now."

"Hmm." Marron’s skilled mouth roamed my neck and thoroughly distracted me. Long fingers gripped my head to hold me still while an adroit hand ventured down.

"You didn’t want to just…learn, did you?" I demanded breathlessly.

"You were my first kiss, niisan." He nibbled along my jaw line. My heart beat pulsed furiously wherever he touched me. Fire burned through nerves and flowed downward to coil in molten ribbons about my stomach…lower.

"That’s not an—" My voice dissolved into throaty moans as he toyed with my eager erection. So delicious. I could taste my little brother. I could feel the silk of his hair and smooth flesh. I could smell his subtle fragrance and hear the thunder of his heart. I devoured him with my passion and my love.

We tumbled to the cool grass, clothing mostly scattered about us. Deep-throated moans emerged my willing mouth as he teased me mercilessly with hands and lips. Tension, wickedly voracious, consumed me under the deliberate ministrations of my little brother. My back bowed under the force, but he released me.

"Marron!" I glowered up at him, body pulsing with the desperate need for release.

"Hmm?" The tease smiled with such innocence.

"You had best finish this or I’ll be very unhappy," I growled dragging him down for a rough kiss.

"We wouldn’t want that, ne niisan?" Without another word he raised my hips and…

I screamed at the intrusion. So…delicious. I couldn’t draw breath fast enough to match the furious tempo of his thrusts. So…

He pressed into me, crushing me into the grass. I arched up upwards, seeking deeper contact. He whispered my name faintly. He was so determined for me to reach my completion first. He didn’t have long to wait. The wicked tension, which he had so diligently worked up, broke over me in violent waves.

A thousand arcs of electricity shot through my body. I couldn’t contain such fire, such…

My little brother groaned throatily as he found his own climax. I felt him shudder within me and smiled. I held his still quivering body against my own. Goosebumps rose across my exposed flesh from the night-chilled air. Marron seemed unaware as he cuddled closer.

"We should get back," I murmured around the lingering sweetness of our intercourse.

"Of course." Slowly he withdrew and sat up, unashamed of his state of undress. "You still owe me a favor, niisan."

"You still remember?"

"It will take more than passionate lovemaking to make me forget," he told me with a dark smile.

"What do you want?"

"Later, niisan. I will tell you later."

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From Sarryn:

There ya go: fluffy incest for the masses. Hope you had fun. Please review and don’t flame me if you could be so considerate.
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