Capturing a Moment
Title: Capturing a Moment
Author: Auggie
Rating: NC-17
Fandom/Pairing: MaLoki-Narvi/Vali
Warnings: Slight bondage, twincest, mild pain, bad writting....
Author Notes: Ok, I was RPing the twins...and this flew out of nowhere. Set when they're 16, 17...somewhere in there. They've been doing this for awhile now, apparently. XD Umm...this is the first thing I've written in a very long while, so be kind. Please. It's kinda off the wall in places, so ...your forewarned.
Vali cried out into the pillow between his teeth as three long fingers found his weak spot, his back arching as he bucked back against that hand. Legs splayed out and fastened, he couldn't do much more then wiggle and pant, eyes squeezed shut as those fingers milked so many sensations from him.
"You keep carrying on like this and dad's gunna hear you..." Smooth gravel whispered past his sensitized ears, making him shiver against the chilled breath. A whimper and he bit harder into the pillow, swallowing back a moan of need as his twin twisted his fingers just right.
A chuckle and Narvi was sliding their naked and sweat moistened bodies together suggestively, his long hair tickling the extra joints along his twins unmarred back. That earned him a sweet gasp and another moan, Vali thrusting back against his hand and the ropes that bound his ankles. He couldn't see the older teen's expression-as he was currently face down in a mound of pillows, bum pointing wonderfully upwards- but he was certain that if he had been able to, the mirror image would have been begging.
After all...he'd been tormenting him for the past hour.
Vali's eyes went wide as he felt those wicked fingers pull away, a frustrated groan leaving his lips to be swallowed by the pillow. Oh how cruel this was! Pillows held his hips off the bed, his weeping erection ignored and untouched, unable to grind against the sheets below as his twin taunted him with release. He was so close… so close so many times, damn it! If only Narvi would ju-
"Oh GODS!"
The pillow was forgotten as his twin finally fulfilled his desires, thrusting deep and hard into his well slicked passage without warning. Toes curling and fingers grabbing the ropes that held his arms over his head, he cried out sharply, his whole body jerking against the intrusion. A strong hand clamped down over his mouth, muffling the following moans and cries that would have called the wrath of their parents down upon them.
But even as he was silencing his brother, Narvi was grunting softly himself, the feeling of his twin’s tight walls around him the sweetest bliss known in his short life. They fit perfectly together, just deep enough to hit all those spots, thick enough to stretch and massage tight muscles. Vali was biting into his hand, mewling franticly around his teeth as he rocked against their hard pace, making Narvi hiss slightly into that red and abused ear. Oh, how he wanted to talk into that ear...how he wanted to murmur to his twin what sensations were dancing through his body as he fucked him...how he wanted to hear his twins moans and cries and wails against him.
But for now… for now this would do: the bedroom floor and a mound of pillows that wouldn't squeak against their frantic thrusting and a dissected line of rope that bound it all together.
Together they strained and rocked, lovemaking shoved aside in favor of hard release, both twisting to kiss the other, mouths swallowing the cries of their mutual release. And slowly...carefully, they pulled away from each other; Vali panting harshly into his makeshift bed, Narvi rolling over, exhausted and sweaty. Ropes were untied and arms sought the other twin, pulling him closer with murmured words of love and soothing comfort. Too exhausted to break the camp they had made on the floor, Narvi simply reached up, grabbing the blanket and pulling it down to cover them, sleep soon washing over the mirror images.
~~~
Vali woke with a small whimper, his legs stretching against their curled position. Blinking bleary eyes open, he smiled at the vision that greeted him. Narvi, sleeping soundly and completely. A ray of early morning sunlight streamed into the room from the gap in their curtains, casting the room into a perpetual twilight, making Narvi seem that much darker. With his eyes closed and face slack, he looked so calm… so still.
So beautiful.
Sliding smoothly away from his twin, Vali gave a low hiss as his backside expressed it's displeasure at the night's activities, the sharp ache so deep it seemed to touch every bit of him. It was going to be interesting later, downstairs with their fathers....but for now, he savored the feeling as he moved over to the wide window bench. Curling into it, he whimpered as the action put pressure on the ache, eyes fluttering shut for a moment.
For a long moment he sat like that...but eventually, he shifted; pulling over the thick sketch pad and charcoal that he had left there so many times before. Flipping over his previous works, he settled on an empty page, glanced at his twin, and started to draw.
~~~
Narvi woke several hours later, a rumble from his stomach the only reason he felt it a reasonable request to face the world. Rolling over, he stretched...and almost yelped as something sharp pierced his chest. Yanking away, he rubbed at the sore spot as he looked down at the drawing that was pinned to one of the pillows with a long hat pin.
It was himself...sleeping? He was stretched out and sprawled against the pillows, blankets half kicked off his body. His hair was a mess and tossed in every which way. The low light made him seem so much more muscular then he actually was and....whoa. Surely his twin was exaggerating slightly on at least -that- aspect? Arching a brow, he blinked at himself. Or maybe not. Blushing faintly, he turned his gaze from that area of the portrait, amazed instead at the detail that had gone into the pillows and blanket. Each dip, each roll...even the dip where Vali himself had spent the night was there, like some warm nest that was waiting for it's owner to return.
Smiling softly, he ran a fond thumb over the soft lines and almost too realistic angles. Like all of his brother's work, it was breathtaking… but Narvi liked this one for another reason. It was how Vali saw him...and that thought lifted his usually so grim lips into a smile that lasted all day long. Much to the displeased, suspicious eyes of his parents.
End
Author: Auggie
Rating: NC-17
Fandom/Pairing: MaLoki-Narvi/Vali
Warnings: Slight bondage, twincest, mild pain, bad writting....
Author Notes: Ok, I was RPing the twins...and this flew out of nowhere. Set when they're 16, 17...somewhere in there. They've been doing this for awhile now, apparently. XD Umm...this is the first thing I've written in a very long while, so be kind. Please. It's kinda off the wall in places, so ...your forewarned.
Vali cried out into the pillow between his teeth as three long fingers found his weak spot, his back arching as he bucked back against that hand. Legs splayed out and fastened, he couldn't do much more then wiggle and pant, eyes squeezed shut as those fingers milked so many sensations from him.
"You keep carrying on like this and dad's gunna hear you..." Smooth gravel whispered past his sensitized ears, making him shiver against the chilled breath. A whimper and he bit harder into the pillow, swallowing back a moan of need as his twin twisted his fingers just right.
A chuckle and Narvi was sliding their naked and sweat moistened bodies together suggestively, his long hair tickling the extra joints along his twins unmarred back. That earned him a sweet gasp and another moan, Vali thrusting back against his hand and the ropes that bound his ankles. He couldn't see the older teen's expression-as he was currently face down in a mound of pillows, bum pointing wonderfully upwards- but he was certain that if he had been able to, the mirror image would have been begging.
After all...he'd been tormenting him for the past hour.
Vali's eyes went wide as he felt those wicked fingers pull away, a frustrated groan leaving his lips to be swallowed by the pillow. Oh how cruel this was! Pillows held his hips off the bed, his weeping erection ignored and untouched, unable to grind against the sheets below as his twin taunted him with release. He was so close… so close so many times, damn it! If only Narvi would ju-
"Oh GODS!"
The pillow was forgotten as his twin finally fulfilled his desires, thrusting deep and hard into his well slicked passage without warning. Toes curling and fingers grabbing the ropes that held his arms over his head, he cried out sharply, his whole body jerking against the intrusion. A strong hand clamped down over his mouth, muffling the following moans and cries that would have called the wrath of their parents down upon them.
But even as he was silencing his brother, Narvi was grunting softly himself, the feeling of his twin’s tight walls around him the sweetest bliss known in his short life. They fit perfectly together, just deep enough to hit all those spots, thick enough to stretch and massage tight muscles. Vali was biting into his hand, mewling franticly around his teeth as he rocked against their hard pace, making Narvi hiss slightly into that red and abused ear. Oh, how he wanted to talk into that ear...how he wanted to murmur to his twin what sensations were dancing through his body as he fucked him...how he wanted to hear his twins moans and cries and wails against him.
But for now… for now this would do: the bedroom floor and a mound of pillows that wouldn't squeak against their frantic thrusting and a dissected line of rope that bound it all together.
Together they strained and rocked, lovemaking shoved aside in favor of hard release, both twisting to kiss the other, mouths swallowing the cries of their mutual release. And slowly...carefully, they pulled away from each other; Vali panting harshly into his makeshift bed, Narvi rolling over, exhausted and sweaty. Ropes were untied and arms sought the other twin, pulling him closer with murmured words of love and soothing comfort. Too exhausted to break the camp they had made on the floor, Narvi simply reached up, grabbing the blanket and pulling it down to cover them, sleep soon washing over the mirror images.
~~~
Vali woke with a small whimper, his legs stretching against their curled position. Blinking bleary eyes open, he smiled at the vision that greeted him. Narvi, sleeping soundly and completely. A ray of early morning sunlight streamed into the room from the gap in their curtains, casting the room into a perpetual twilight, making Narvi seem that much darker. With his eyes closed and face slack, he looked so calm… so still.
So beautiful.
Sliding smoothly away from his twin, Vali gave a low hiss as his backside expressed it's displeasure at the night's activities, the sharp ache so deep it seemed to touch every bit of him. It was going to be interesting later, downstairs with their fathers....but for now, he savored the feeling as he moved over to the wide window bench. Curling into it, he whimpered as the action put pressure on the ache, eyes fluttering shut for a moment.
For a long moment he sat like that...but eventually, he shifted; pulling over the thick sketch pad and charcoal that he had left there so many times before. Flipping over his previous works, he settled on an empty page, glanced at his twin, and started to draw.
~~~
Narvi woke several hours later, a rumble from his stomach the only reason he felt it a reasonable request to face the world. Rolling over, he stretched...and almost yelped as something sharp pierced his chest. Yanking away, he rubbed at the sore spot as he looked down at the drawing that was pinned to one of the pillows with a long hat pin.
It was himself...sleeping? He was stretched out and sprawled against the pillows, blankets half kicked off his body. His hair was a mess and tossed in every which way. The low light made him seem so much more muscular then he actually was and....whoa. Surely his twin was exaggerating slightly on at least -that- aspect? Arching a brow, he blinked at himself. Or maybe not. Blushing faintly, he turned his gaze from that area of the portrait, amazed instead at the detail that had gone into the pillows and blanket. Each dip, each roll...even the dip where Vali himself had spent the night was there, like some warm nest that was waiting for it's owner to return.
Smiling softly, he ran a fond thumb over the soft lines and almost too realistic angles. Like all of his brother's work, it was breathtaking… but Narvi liked this one for another reason. It was how Vali saw him...and that thought lifted his usually so grim lips into a smile that lasted all day long. Much to the displeased, suspicious eyes of his parents.
End