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Day 22: Evil; The Boondock Saints, NC-17
Title: Evil
Author: rusted_halo
Rating: NC-17
Fandom: The Boondock Saints
Characters/Pairing: Connor/Murphy
Word Count: 200
Summary: Connor knows how much his little brother loves it when he tortures him.
Warnings: Twincest.
Fucking Connor was fucking evil. If he could just get his balance, just get a second to steady himself, he could use his own hand.
And it’s just like the smug bastard to laugh about it in his ear, his weight pressed full against him, practically crushing him and it felt like his back would break.
Connor sped up to an unimaginable pace and Murphy was certain his heart couldn’t beat any faster, that he was on the brink of death and oh god how bad he needed to just come already! Thrust after brutal thrust and those lips pressed to that spot on his neck and he thought he might cry when Connor stilled inside him and came. He could feel every pulse, felt the heat spread inside him.
And fucking Connor still wouldn’t give him a reach-around.
As he softened and slipped out of him, Connor slumped to the ground. Momentarily stunned by the lack of weight against him, Murphy fumbled his grip on the counter, then turned around to stare angrily at his brother.
“Fucking bastard!” And Connor couldn’t stop laughing, even as Murphy finally got a hand around himself and brought himself off onto Connor’s chest .
Author: rusted_halo
Rating: NC-17
Fandom: The Boondock Saints
Characters/Pairing: Connor/Murphy
Word Count: 200
Summary: Connor knows how much his little brother loves it when he tortures him.
Warnings: Twincest.
Fucking Connor was fucking evil. If he could just get his balance, just get a second to steady himself, he could use his own hand.
And it’s just like the smug bastard to laugh about it in his ear, his weight pressed full against him, practically crushing him and it felt like his back would break.
Connor sped up to an unimaginable pace and Murphy was certain his heart couldn’t beat any faster, that he was on the brink of death and oh god how bad he needed to just come already! Thrust after brutal thrust and those lips pressed to that spot on his neck and he thought he might cry when Connor stilled inside him and came. He could feel every pulse, felt the heat spread inside him.
And fucking Connor still wouldn’t give him a reach-around.
As he softened and slipped out of him, Connor slumped to the ground. Momentarily stunned by the lack of weight against him, Murphy fumbled his grip on the counter, then turned around to stare angrily at his brother.
“Fucking bastard!” And Connor couldn’t stop laughing, even as Murphy finally got a hand around himself and brought himself off onto Connor’s chest .