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[medicpetrelli]

Living away from home for the first time was proving more difficult than Peter thought it would be. He had big dreams of freedom and being an adult, but when it came down to it he missed his bed, he missed home cooking, and he missed getting to see everyone for dinner. Including Nathan.

Fortunately, because he came from money he was able to get an

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[notabadguy]

Nathan tried to grab Peter, but the skinny kid just slipped right under him. He turned around quickly, watching as Peter ran for his room.

"Hey, get back here!" He called after him, grabbing the sunglasses and putting them on. He hopped off the couch, taking a quick step back when the door was slammed in his face.

He opened it, eyes going wide behind the sunglasses, watching as Peter jumped on his bed. "Try to get out of this one!" Nathan ran for Peter, grabbing him tight around the waist and bowling him into his big fluffy pillows. He tried to pin Peter tight under him, keeping him from wriggling away again.

[medicpetrelli]

"OOF!"

Damn that one kinda hurt, but Peter was still laughing anyways! His body was indefinitely pinned by Nathan so all he could do was snort from too much laughter, glad to see his brother loosening up some.

Yep, he'd made the right choice coming here for the weekend. Damn straight.

Peter still tried to wriggle a little bit, though, reaching up for the sunglasses so he could see Nathan's eyes. "Lemme go you freak of nature!!"

[notabadguy]

"You're calling me a freak of nature? Look at you!" He bat Peter's hands away, pushing the sunglasses back on.

"Hey, Tom Cruise, stop all the wriggling," he wriggled back, tugging at Peter's boxers. "I'm not letting go this time!" The rock music is still blaring in the background and he just couldn't help laughing. Maybe this really was a good idea. Peter was good at distracting him.

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"You're messing up my outfit, freak!" Peter said through giggles, trying his damnedest to get a knee between his stomach and Nathan's chest. Alas, all he had were his hands, and Nathan kept hitting those away.

So Peter went for another tactic; playing possum. He went limp all of the sudden and pretended to be dead, wondering how long he could last like this through the inevitable tickles to come.

[notabadguy]

"You mean my outfit." Jesus, Peter was rubbing up against him and he tried to pull up a bit while still keeping tight enough to hold him in place.

He raised his eyebrows when Peter went limp, then went right for his middle section, tickling away. He kinda felt like they were kids again, and that wasn't so bad.

[medicpetrelli]

Must....hold....still....and fight....the....TICKLES-"FFFF-HAHAHAHA!"

Peter started thrashing wildly, and nobody was safe. Not even Nathan, considering how hard he flailed.

"NATHAN!" Peter yelled, hair all up in his face. "OKAY I GIVE! UNCLE! UNCLE!" He was going to pass out from all of this laughing!

[notabadguy]

Holy crap! Nathan grabbed on to Peter, to keep from falling off the bed, trying to tickle in the meantime. Peter was a mess under him. A beautiful mess.

"Ha!" He stopped tickling when Peter gave in, leaning over him to brush his hair from his face, "Did that tire you out too much?" Fat chance.

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His face was bright red and Peter breathed so hard that he whined each time he exhaled. "Ohmygod...youevil...bastard!"

He flung his arm over the back of Nathan's neck lazily and held onto him. "Dizzy? Yes. Tired out? Nah. You fed me a burger earlier and my ass still feels like its got your giant cock in it. I'm good to go for hours."

[notabadguy]

"I am never evil!" He exclaimed, laughing at how red Peter was, "You look like a tomato." A big, adorable tomato. He was glad Peter couldn't read his mind.

Nathan leaned down, his face closer to Peter's, "Giant cock? You glad you get to have such a big cock in you?" He grabbed Peter's lower lip between his teeth, tugging.

[medicpetrelli]

Peter wrinkled his nose when Nathan tugged on his droopy lip, pushing him away. He hated his stupid lip and he hated even more that Nathan loved biting it. "Quit it or I'll poke your chin-scar!" Two could play at that game! Pick and poke the facial flaw!

"And you're the tomato you big stupid tomato head."

...Great comeback, Peter.

[notabadguy]

Nathan rolled his eyes, moving up to cup Peter's face, "Stop it, you know I love your lips." He ran his thumb along the droopy side, "I love your droopy lip the most. Always have. Makes you special." He knew Peter was self-conscious of it, and he didn't want him to be, "Poke at my chin scars all you want, but it's true."

He leaned down and bite Peter's lip again. "Stupid tomato head. That's real good, Pete. I hope they teach you more words in college."

[medicpetrelli]

Peter's cheeks went red when Nathan touched his lip. Okay, so it was a love-hate relationship with Nathan's fascination for his stupid dead-nerve lip.

"Its weird and kids used to ask me if mom and dad caught me in a lake when I was a baby." Ha ha ha, real funny, looks like he got a fishing hook in the lip, he gets it! Laaame.

"And I don't need more words. Tomato head."

[notabadguy]

"Well kids are stupid. I would have punched 'em out." They were probably a lot younger, but Nathan would have given them a good talking to. "Besides, they were just jealous. None of them had a face as good as yours."

Nathan just snorted, sucking Peter's lip into his mouth, then kissed him, hands pushing back his sweaty hair. "Your droopy lip is all mine."

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"Promise?" he asked shyly, then licked his recently-sucked lip to taste Nathan.

Peter draped a tired arm over his forehead and watched his brother quietly. This was nice, too. It didn't always have to be games. Sometimes it could just be cuddling, and staring up at Nathan was never, ever a bad view.

[notabadguy]

"Yeah, Pete. I promise." All of it. He wanted to promise everything, even though he knew he wouldn't be able to keep half of it.

Nathan looked down at Peter, watching him as well, bringing a hand to run his fingers along Peter's arm, "I'm glad you came over here."

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Peter replied softly, "I knew you would be. You should listen to me more often." He gave the faintest of smiles and a nod, as if it were complete fact.

"Roll over on onto your back so I can lay on you like I used to." Even when he was tiny Peter always wanted to lay on Nathan's stomach and chest. It was a very father-son type of thing to do, he knew that, but he still wanted to replace Arthur with Nathan. It wasn't like his dad would have ever laid with him like that in a gazillion years.