Mistakes [2/?]
anonymous
February 28 2010, 01:59:40 UTC
As Shizuo kept talking, he yanked open the fridge door and it was a shock he didn’t tear it off. Kasuka assumed -- no, wait -- he knew he was looking for a bottle of milk. It was one of the few things that ever seemed to calm him down right off the bat. As he pressed down on the handle with his foot to open up the trashcan, he heard his brother mumbling in the background.
“And what do you know, we’re out of milk too. This is just grea-- Wait, Kasuka?”
Kasuka stopped himself from simply plopping the full container away, glancing back at Shizuo with monotonous eyes as he continued, “Are you going to drink that?”
Kasuka’s eyes widened and for that moment, he thought he was caught. Shizuo was inching near him with a inquisitive and suspicious look in his eyes. He shook his head, indicating that he was not going to be drinking that, ’…No, he’s not really thinking that, is he?’
“Then why are you throwing that away? If you aren’t, then--”
Kasuka pleaded inside his head that he would not finish that sentence with what he thought he was going to say.
“-- I’ll take it off your hands for you,” Shizuo stated, already at the side of his little brother and pulling the heavy milk bottle out of his hand.
‘Shit.‘
For once, Kasuka was speechless and not by his own choice. He watched as Shizuo unscrewed the cap and chugged down the ‘drink’ without stopping. Kasuka’s hand was reached out unconsciously, as if trying to warn him, “Uh…Shizuo?”
As Shizuo finished, he wiped his wet lips with the back of his hand and then licked that. Kasuka hoped he wouldn’t notice, that maybe he just liked the idea of milk because of that woman from their childhood and not because of the taste. But his hopes were crushed as Shizuo eyed the bottle peculiarly, not exactly an expression of distaste on his face but he instead looked genuinely interested in what he saw.
“Hey, did we start buying a new brand? This doesn’t taste the same. It more thick and is actually kinda bitter…but in a good way. I don’t know how to describe it,” Shizuo informed, contemplating if maybe it could be spoiled milk too. He had actually never had milk like that because he was so dedicated to his calcium that he tended to drink most of it days before the expiration date.
‘Of course you don’t know how to describe it -- you just drank your brother’s cum!‘ Kasuka shouted inside of his head, his face warming in embarrassment for himself and for Shizuo, who was grumbling at the shame that there was none left. Was he really supposed to explain this to him? But just then, similar to how Shizuo’s curious eyes examined the bottle, a curiosity boiled over in Kasuka too. What would happen if he did explain? After all the little things they had done together and gotten mad over each other for, Shizuo had never actually physically harmed Kasuka.
Maybe he was asking for danger or maybe he just wanted to see how far his brother would go, knowing the truth, “W-well…there is more.”
“Oh, really? Where?!” Shizuo sounded more enthusiastic than he should have been and Kasuka couldn’t interpret if he should have taken that as a blessing or a curse or even both.
No words were needed as Kasuka pointed at his crotch, receiving a befuddled look from Shizuo, “What’s that supposed to mean? …Wait.”
Kasuka kept his hand in place, face dimming out any emotion to show that he was completely serious as the blonde continued on with his stuttering, “N-no. No. You did not do what I think -- What the fuck, Kasuka?!”
Kasuka was used to the harsh words that his brother always seemed to spout, whether it be to him or to another. He lowered his hand at his side and nodded, confirming the blonde’s suspicions. Shizuo stared at him with disbelieving eyes, unaware of the bottle slipping out of his hands and amazingly not breaking on the floor. However, a sharp bing came from it and that seemed to snap Shizuo out of his trance and he began to step towards Kasuka.
Mistakes [3/?]
anonymous
February 28 2010, 03:17:16 UTC
Despite the fact that Shizuo had never beat him from past experiences, Kasuka couldn’t help but step backwards and trying to maneuver around him. Shizuo was actually looking at him threateningly and he thought maybe he had gone too far. As he felt himself back up against the fridge, he tried to waver his way of this, “Listen, I wasn’t trying to trick you or anything…”
Shizuo was only inches away from him before slamming his hand on the fridge, trapping his brother, who was still thinking of possible ways to assure him of his innocence, “That thing wasn’t intended for you at all. You just came in at the wrong time and -- h-hey?” He couldn’t finish his sentence as he felt Shizuo’s free hand cup him in between his legs.
“You know, Kasuka, there are a lot of things I love about you. But I never thought that even your milk would be good too.”
Kasuka’s cheeks burned at his brother’s sudden suave communication and at the budding pressure in his pants, wriggling underneath him.
“And since there’s no more milk left, I though maybe I was thinking that maybe you should treat me to some more,” Shizuo leaned in and said in a burly voice.
The innuendo was obvious but he even surprised himself as he whispered out, “…Fine.”
Immediately, Shizuo pulled down Kasuka’s pants and his boxers down to his knees, not minding the buttons or zippers. He lowered himself onto his knees and looked at the exposed, close-to-hard cock and didn’t waste anytime taking him into his mouth. Kasuka shivered at the quick contact and stared down at him, his mouth gaping unconsciously.
Kasuka didn’t know much about Shizuo’s sex life or if he even had one. His brother never really showed interest in anything besides just trying to get through life peacefully and if he wasn’t with family, he was out beating down the gangs that Izaya sent after him and then trying to go after the other student himself.
But despite that, Shizuo was actually pretty good at this. Not that Kasuka would know either way since he was the only other person to actually touch him there.
Shizuo only took the throbbing head in his mouth, using his hand to rub up to his mouth and then down to the base. He tongue flicked at and into the crevice at the tip and his teeth slid down the skin slowly and gingerly. Kasuka pushed all of his weight onto the fridge for support and his hands somehow made their way into the blond hair. His legs twitched as Shizuo took him in further and Kasuka swore that he could feel the wall of his throat.
Since he had a good portion of his younger brother in his mouth, Shizuo replaced his hands positions to his hips, straddling Kasuka’s hips so that he wouldn’t buck into him. His head bobbed as he took him down his throat in a way so that he could control his breathing and wouldn’t choke. And every now and then, he would swallow and his throat would clench around his cock, causing Kasuka to give out a weak moan. He had fistfuls of Shizuo’s hair in his grasp and couldn’t control himself as he pulled at his hair, ignoring the pained groans beneath him that hummed against his cock and made his legs shake.
Kasuka could barely keep his eyes open and he didn’t know why he continued to try to see out of them; his vision had become clouded with tears from the intensity of everything. All he could see were blurs of his brother moving up and down him; watching Shizuo do this and going with the concept that he wanted his ‘milk’, Kasuka was reminded of an infant and had he not been in a world of pleasure, he might have grinned at the thought.
Shizuo could taste the pre-cum overflowing from his tip and sucked at him generously, smiling in amusement as he heard Kasuka let out a hearty gasp, his hips bucking forward wildly, “D-do that again."
Mistakes [4/4]
anonymous
February 28 2010, 03:23:33 UTC
And Shizuo did as his face was pushed forward deeper, Kasuka having control over the back of his head. He was on the edge and only lasted a few more seconds, cumming as his breath hitched. Shizuo’s mouth filled in cum as he took it with excitement, swallowing it as it flowed into his throat and the remains of it dribbling down the corners of his mouth. He took Kasuka’s cock out of his mouth by pulling away, spotting some of the remainder of white liquid dripping from the tip. He pressed his lips against it and lapped his tongue around it, getting the last droplets of it.
Kasuka was regaining his breath and had let go of his hair in the meantime as Shizuo stood to his full height and licked at his wet lips that still had the taste of his seed on them. His beastly nature was gone and he set a hand on Kasuka’s head, ruffling his, “Go to bed now, okay?”
Kasuka nodded weakly, still in a daze as his brother walked out of kitchen. His footsteps on their creaky, wooden floors was almost inaudible as Kasuka pulled up his pants back to his hips. He glanced at the empty bottle on the floor and picked it up, throwing it away into the trashcan like he had originally planned too. He yawned tiredly and flicked off the lights, a brief thought sweeping through his mind and wondering how long he had been down here. He thought of something else as he walked out of the kitchen, heading up to his room with his cheeks flushed.
‘…I’m never going to be able to watch him drink milk the same ever again.‘
“And what do you know, we’re out of milk too. This is just grea-- Wait, Kasuka?”
Kasuka stopped himself from simply plopping the full container away, glancing back at Shizuo with monotonous eyes as he continued, “Are you going to drink that?”
Kasuka’s eyes widened and for that moment, he thought he was caught. Shizuo was inching near him with a inquisitive and suspicious look in his eyes. He shook his head, indicating that he was not going to be drinking that, ’…No, he’s not really thinking that, is he?’
“Then why are you throwing that away? If you aren’t, then--”
Kasuka pleaded inside his head that he would not finish that sentence with what he thought he was going to say.
“-- I’ll take it off your hands for you,” Shizuo stated, already at the side of his little brother and pulling the heavy milk bottle out of his hand.
‘Shit.‘
For once, Kasuka was speechless and not by his own choice. He watched as Shizuo unscrewed the cap and chugged down the ‘drink’ without stopping. Kasuka’s hand was reached out unconsciously, as if trying to warn him, “Uh…Shizuo?”
As Shizuo finished, he wiped his wet lips with the back of his hand and then licked that. Kasuka hoped he wouldn’t notice, that maybe he just liked the idea of milk because of that woman from their childhood and not because of the taste. But his hopes were crushed as Shizuo eyed the bottle peculiarly, not exactly an expression of distaste on his face but he instead looked genuinely interested in what he saw.
“Hey, did we start buying a new brand? This doesn’t taste the same. It more thick and is actually kinda bitter…but in a good way. I don’t know how to describe it,” Shizuo informed, contemplating if maybe it could be spoiled milk too. He had actually never had milk like that because he was so dedicated to his calcium that he tended to drink most of it days before the expiration date.
‘Of course you don’t know how to describe it -- you just drank your brother’s cum!‘ Kasuka shouted inside of his head, his face warming in embarrassment for himself and for Shizuo, who was grumbling at the shame that there was none left. Was he really supposed to explain this to him? But just then, similar to how Shizuo’s curious eyes examined the bottle, a curiosity boiled over in Kasuka too. What would happen if he did explain? After all the little things they had done together and gotten mad over each other for, Shizuo had never actually physically harmed Kasuka.
Maybe he was asking for danger or maybe he just wanted to see how far his brother would go, knowing the truth, “W-well…there is more.”
“Oh, really? Where?!” Shizuo sounded more enthusiastic than he should have been and Kasuka couldn’t interpret if he should have taken that as a blessing or a curse or even both.
No words were needed as Kasuka pointed at his crotch, receiving a befuddled look from Shizuo, “What’s that supposed to mean? …Wait.”
Kasuka kept his hand in place, face dimming out any emotion to show that he was completely serious as the blonde continued on with his stuttering, “N-no. No. You did not do what I think -- What the fuck, Kasuka?!”
Kasuka was used to the harsh words that his brother always seemed to spout, whether it be to him or to another. He lowered his hand at his side and nodded, confirming the blonde’s suspicions. Shizuo stared at him with disbelieving eyes, unaware of the bottle slipping out of his hands and amazingly not breaking on the floor. However, a sharp bing came from it and that seemed to snap Shizuo out of his trance and he began to step towards Kasuka.
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Shizuo was only inches away from him before slamming his hand on the fridge, trapping his brother, who was still thinking of possible ways to assure him of his innocence, “That thing wasn’t intended for you at all. You just came in at the wrong time and -- h-hey?” He couldn’t finish his sentence as he felt Shizuo’s free hand cup him in between his legs.
“You know, Kasuka, there are a lot of things I love about you. But I never thought that even your milk would be good too.”
Kasuka’s cheeks burned at his brother’s sudden suave communication and at the budding pressure in his pants, wriggling underneath him.
“And since there’s no more milk left, I though maybe I was thinking that maybe you should treat me to some more,” Shizuo leaned in and said in a burly voice.
The innuendo was obvious but he even surprised himself as he whispered out, “…Fine.”
Immediately, Shizuo pulled down Kasuka’s pants and his boxers down to his knees, not minding the buttons or zippers. He lowered himself onto his knees and looked at the exposed, close-to-hard cock and didn’t waste anytime taking him into his mouth. Kasuka shivered at the quick contact and stared down at him, his mouth gaping unconsciously.
Kasuka didn’t know much about Shizuo’s sex life or if he even had one. His brother never really showed interest in anything besides just trying to get through life peacefully and if he wasn’t with family, he was out beating down the gangs that Izaya sent after him and then trying to go after the other student himself.
But despite that, Shizuo was actually pretty good at this. Not that Kasuka would know either way since he was the only other person to actually touch him there.
Shizuo only took the throbbing head in his mouth, using his hand to rub up to his mouth and then down to the base. He tongue flicked at and into the crevice at the tip and his teeth slid down the skin slowly and gingerly. Kasuka pushed all of his weight onto the fridge for support and his hands somehow made their way into the blond hair. His legs twitched as Shizuo took him in further and Kasuka swore that he could feel the wall of his throat.
Since he had a good portion of his younger brother in his mouth, Shizuo replaced his hands positions to his hips, straddling Kasuka’s hips so that he wouldn’t buck into him. His head bobbed as he took him down his throat in a way so that he could control his breathing and wouldn’t choke. And every now and then, he would swallow and his throat would clench around his cock, causing Kasuka to give out a weak moan. He had fistfuls of Shizuo’s hair in his grasp and couldn’t control himself as he pulled at his hair, ignoring the pained groans beneath him that hummed against his cock and made his legs shake.
Kasuka could barely keep his eyes open and he didn’t know why he continued to try to see out of them; his vision had become clouded with tears from the intensity of everything. All he could see were blurs of his brother moving up and down him; watching Shizuo do this and going with the concept that he wanted his ‘milk’, Kasuka was reminded of an infant and had he not been in a world of pleasure, he might have grinned at the thought.
Shizuo could taste the pre-cum overflowing from his tip and sucked at him generously, smiling in amusement as he heard Kasuka let out a hearty gasp, his hips bucking forward wildly, “D-do that again."
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Kasuka was regaining his breath and had let go of his hair in the meantime as Shizuo stood to his full height and licked at his wet lips that still had the taste of his seed on them. His beastly nature was gone and he set a hand on Kasuka’s head, ruffling his, “Go to bed now, okay?”
Kasuka nodded weakly, still in a daze as his brother walked out of kitchen. His footsteps on their creaky, wooden floors was almost inaudible as Kasuka pulled up his pants back to his hips. He glanced at the empty bottle on the floor and picked it up, throwing it away into the trashcan like he had originally planned too. He yawned tiredly and flicked off the lights, a brief thought sweeping through his mind and wondering how long he had been down here. He thought of something else as he walked out of the kitchen, heading up to his room with his cheeks flushed.
‘…I’m never going to be able to watch him drink milk the same ever again.‘
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My babies, anon. They are yours.
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so fucking hot ;_;
SO FUCKING HOT
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*nosebleeds*
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YOU ARE A GODDESS.
I LOVE YOU FOREVER.
THAT WAS AMAZING.
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