Re: Notte (5/?)
anonymous
April 11 2009, 02:28:39 UTC
But he couldn’t help himself. He bent over ever so slowly, letting their lips touch and enjoying the softness of Feliciano’s lips. He could feel the heat flowing through his whole body now, and the sweat forming at his temples.
He pulled back, being careful that he didn’t wake Feliciano. He let his fingers ghost down Feliciano’s waist very gently, running his fingertips over his ribs and following the gentle curve of his waist, all the while watching as Feliciano’s face contorted into a silly grin. His body, it was different then Lovino’s. Feliciano’s waist tapered a little, like that of a woman. He had always been a more...feminine character. He was often confused as a girl when he was young, and was not interested in most things boys usually were. That plus the plethora of famines he suffered early on added to his slim figure, even when he ate like a glutton. A slim figure Lovino wanted to hold close, one that seemed to fit perfectly in his arms...
Feliciano squirmed a little, almost inaudibly giggling, and Lovino felt his heartbeat quicken even more. Images of his brother kept flooding his mind, and the throbbing from within his boxers was starting to become unbearable. He gave in, and groaned softly as he slid a hand down his boxers, gripping the shaft of his cock. He bit his lip and closed his eyes. He had tried so hard...so hard to lock away these feelings he had. He tried isolating himself, but his brother would always come running back. He tried dating people, but they’d never see eye to eye in the end. He had even tried returning Antonio’s feelings, but it never felt the same.
“Felix...” he moaned almost inaudibly. He thumbed the head of his cock, feeling the precum leaking before running his hands up and down the shaft. He closed his eyes, allowing himself to imagine that Feliciano was underneath him.
He lay against the sheets, his shirt splayed from underneath, leaving himself exposed. His eyes were pleading for Lovino’s touch. “Make me yours”, he said softly, and Lovino leaned down to kiss him fiercely. He entered him, relishing the heat of Feliciano.
His breathing became ragged as his movements sped up. He bit his lip harder to try and keep quiet. He leaned up against the headboard and pillows again as he jerked himself off.
He could feel Feliciano’s fingers entwine with the locks on his hair, arching back as his brother began to move. His breath hitched. Their bodies were intertwined with each other as they worked a comfortable rhythm. He could hear Feliciano speaking a slur of Italian, begging for him to go faster, bucking his hips to mimic Lovino’s thrusts.
Lovino was close, and he was gently bucking into his own hand, being careful not to move too hard, lest the bed creak.
They were both close now. Bodies slicked with sweat and up against each other. Feliciano’s face flushed in contrast with the pillow he laid his head upon. His arms wrapped around his brother’s neck, pulling him down. “Lovino... t-ti amo”, he breathed into Lovino’s ear. He lost control, thrusting deeper into his brother until he felt him shudder from underneath, arching his back with a cry and spilling his seed all over their stomachs.
Lovino bit his lip as felt his own load blow, letting the hot semen spill into his hand. He was panting now, the come dribbling down his hand and cock, his body covered with a thin sheen of sweat
Re: Notte (6/6)
anonymous
April 11 2009, 02:32:01 UTC
When he opened his eyes and regulated his breathing, he realized he was alone. His brother wasn’t up against him, panting and whispering words of endearment to him, but rather, sleeping beside him, the innocent and serene look on his sleeping figure unchanged.
He realized what he had just done. He looked at his semen-covered hand in horror and his stomach suddenly churned violently. Quickly but quietly, he got up, being careful not to drip on the sheets. He grabbed the wine bottle and shakily made his way out. He looked over at his brother one last time before heading to the shower and putting it on the highest cold setting. He hopped in, not even bothering to remove his shorts, and slumped down to the shower floor and letting the cold water wash his skin clean. He uncorked the wine bottle and chugged it down, hoping that he’d reach a state of intoxication where he’d pass out and forget. --- After awhile, he dried off, and put on a fresh pair of boxers. He’d do the laundry tomorrow.
He made his way quietly to the room he shared with Felix, only to pause at the doorway when he noticed Feliciano sitting up. He took in a sharp intake of breath, watching as his brother rubbed his eyes and look over at his brother with concern.
“Mm, Lovi...what are you doing up?” His brother could barely keep awake, and it was cute when he mumbled like this. He breathed out a sigh of relief when he realized his brother had just woken up.
“What are YOU doing up”, the other Italian retorted quickly. His younger sibling looked up at him with an embarrassed frown. “I...felt you had left”, he said, rubbing the back of his head.
Lovino’s face softened. His heart beat painfully in his chest as he made his way back to the bed. “Well I’m fine, just left for the bathroom is all”, he said, lying back down.
He felt his brother crawl over into his lap, like they did when they were children, and Lovino felt his heart leap into his throat. Feliciano leaned back up against his brother’s chest and sighed in contempt. He allowed his head to rest in the crook of his brother’s neck and grinned up to his brother. “Sorry ve I just...feel like cuddling is all. Is that okay?”
Lovino tried to look annoyed but he just couldn’t. He sighed. “All right, but just for tonight”, he grumbled. His brother nuzzled closer, thanking him. “Buona notte~”the younger one mumbled.
Wasn’t long until Feliciano fell back asleep. Instinctively, he wrapped his arms around his brother’s waist, and pulled a little closer. Resting his chin atop the mass of hair, he sighed softly.
Even with the pain of knowing that his brother may never feel the same, Lovino would still wait for their future, and just try to be the best brother he could. He’d just have to learn to suppress his urges and live with it, because it would never change. He thought about the nights under the stars as he planted a soft kiss atop his brother's head and drifted off to sleep.
He pulled back, being careful that he didn’t wake Feliciano. He let his fingers ghost down Feliciano’s waist very gently, running his fingertips over his ribs and following the gentle curve of his waist, all the while watching as Feliciano’s face contorted into a silly grin. His body, it was different then Lovino’s. Feliciano’s waist tapered a little, like that of a woman. He had always been a more...feminine character. He was often confused as a girl when he was young, and was not interested in most things boys usually were. That plus the plethora of famines he suffered early on added to his slim figure, even when he ate like a glutton. A slim figure Lovino wanted to hold close, one that seemed to fit perfectly in his arms...
Feliciano squirmed a little, almost inaudibly giggling, and Lovino felt his heartbeat quicken even more. Images of his brother kept flooding his mind, and the throbbing from within his boxers was starting to become unbearable. He gave in, and groaned softly as he slid a hand down his boxers, gripping the shaft of his cock. He bit his lip and closed his eyes. He had tried so hard...so hard to lock away these feelings he had. He tried isolating himself, but his brother would always come running back. He tried dating people, but they’d never see eye to eye in the end. He had even tried returning Antonio’s feelings, but it never felt the same.
“Felix...” he moaned almost inaudibly. He thumbed the head of his cock, feeling the precum leaking before running his hands up and down the shaft. He closed his eyes, allowing himself to imagine that Feliciano was underneath him.
He lay against the sheets, his shirt splayed from underneath, leaving himself exposed. His eyes were pleading for Lovino’s touch. “Make me yours”, he said softly, and Lovino leaned down to kiss him fiercely. He entered him, relishing the heat of Feliciano.
His breathing became ragged as his movements sped up. He bit his lip harder to try and keep quiet. He leaned up against the headboard and pillows again as he jerked himself off.
He could feel Feliciano’s fingers entwine with the locks on his hair, arching back as his brother began to move. His breath hitched. Their bodies were intertwined with each other as they worked a comfortable rhythm. He could hear Feliciano speaking a slur of Italian, begging for him to go faster, bucking his hips to mimic Lovino’s thrusts.
Lovino was close, and he was gently bucking into his own hand, being careful not to move too hard, lest the bed creak.
They were both close now. Bodies slicked with sweat and up against each other. Feliciano’s face flushed in contrast with the pillow he laid his head upon. His arms wrapped around his brother’s neck, pulling him down. “Lovino... t-ti amo”, he breathed into Lovino’s ear. He lost control, thrusting deeper into his brother until he felt him shudder from underneath, arching his back with a cry and spilling his seed all over their stomachs.
Lovino bit his lip as felt his own load blow, letting the hot semen spill into his hand. He was panting now, the come dribbling down his hand and cock, his body covered with a thin sheen of sweat
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He realized what he had just done. He looked at his semen-covered hand in horror and his stomach suddenly churned violently. Quickly but quietly, he got up, being careful not to drip on the sheets. He grabbed the wine bottle and shakily made his way out. He looked over at his brother one last time before heading to the shower and putting it on the highest cold setting. He hopped in, not even bothering to remove his shorts, and slumped down to the shower floor and letting the cold water wash his skin clean. He uncorked the wine bottle and chugged it down, hoping that he’d reach a state of intoxication where he’d pass out and forget.
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After awhile, he dried off, and put on a fresh pair of boxers. He’d do the laundry tomorrow.
He made his way quietly to the room he shared with Felix, only to pause at the doorway when he noticed Feliciano sitting up. He took in a sharp intake of breath, watching as his brother rubbed his eyes and look over at his brother with concern.
“Mm, Lovi...what are you doing up?” His brother could barely keep awake, and it was cute when he mumbled like this. He breathed out a sigh of relief when he realized his brother had just woken up.
“What are YOU doing up”, the other Italian retorted quickly. His younger sibling looked up at him with an embarrassed frown. “I...felt you had left”, he said, rubbing the back of his head.
Lovino’s face softened. His heart beat painfully in his chest as he made his way back to the bed. “Well I’m fine, just left for the bathroom is all”, he said, lying back down.
He felt his brother crawl over into his lap, like they did when they were children, and Lovino felt his heart leap into his throat. Feliciano leaned back up against his brother’s chest and sighed in contempt. He allowed his head to rest in the crook of his brother’s neck and grinned up to his brother. “Sorry ve I just...feel like cuddling is all. Is that okay?”
Lovino tried to look annoyed but he just couldn’t. He sighed. “All right, but just for tonight”, he grumbled. His brother nuzzled closer, thanking him. “Buona notte~”the younger one mumbled.
Wasn’t long until Feliciano fell back asleep. Instinctively, he wrapped his arms around his brother’s waist, and pulled a little closer. Resting his chin atop the mass of hair, he sighed softly.
Even with the pain of knowing that his brother may never feel the same, Lovino would still wait for their future, and just try to be the best brother he could. He’d just have to learn to suppress his urges and live with it, because it would never change. He thought about the nights under the stars as he planted a soft kiss atop his brother's head and drifted off to sleep.
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orzI'm sorry or the fail OP
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Also, the reference to 'Cantarella' was excellent. Well done!
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I'm happy Op liked XD;;
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Also, I loved the dream-like innocence of the beginning with their childhood.
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