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Title: That's Why?
Author: hotfruits
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Peter/Edmund
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Summary: Edmund thrashed around, violently, yelling out curses at Peter.
posted at 100foraslan for the battle prompt
He screamed, hands flying up to cover his newly broken nose. Even through his cupped fists, blood still managed to leak between the wedges.
“Just back off Peter!” Edmund shouted, angrily turning away from him and running down the hall.
Shutting the door behind him, Peter quickly walked towards the bed closest to the window. He got up on the bed and straddled the figure below, shaking him.
“Wake up.”
Edmund blinked a few times, eyes adjusting to the darkness of the room. Once he was awake, he began to struggle against his brother, who had quickly pinned his wrists back behind his head.
“I am not leaving until I figure out what your problem is.” Peter said, shifting around on Edmund’s hips to get comfortable.
Edmund thrashed around, violently, yelling out curses at Peter.
“Just tell me Ed.” Peter demanded, tightening his grip on Edmund’s wrists, trying to ignore the blood under his fingernails. He shifted again, feeling something poke him in the-
“Ed?” Peter whispered.
“I’m sorry,” Edmund cried out, as tears rolled down his cheeks, “I thought if I pushed you away, it would go away.”
Peter bent down and kissed Edmund’s lips, grinding against his erection.
Author: hotfruits
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Peter/Edmund
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Summary: Edmund thrashed around, violently, yelling out curses at Peter.
posted at 100foraslan for the battle prompt
He screamed, hands flying up to cover his newly broken nose. Even through his cupped fists, blood still managed to leak between the wedges.
“Just back off Peter!” Edmund shouted, angrily turning away from him and running down the hall.
Shutting the door behind him, Peter quickly walked towards the bed closest to the window. He got up on the bed and straddled the figure below, shaking him.
“Wake up.”
Edmund blinked a few times, eyes adjusting to the darkness of the room. Once he was awake, he began to struggle against his brother, who had quickly pinned his wrists back behind his head.
“I am not leaving until I figure out what your problem is.” Peter said, shifting around on Edmund’s hips to get comfortable.
Edmund thrashed around, violently, yelling out curses at Peter.
“Just tell me Ed.” Peter demanded, tightening his grip on Edmund’s wrists, trying to ignore the blood under his fingernails. He shifted again, feeling something poke him in the-
“Ed?” Peter whispered.
“I’m sorry,” Edmund cried out, as tears rolled down his cheeks, “I thought if I pushed you away, it would go away.”
Peter bent down and kissed Edmund’s lips, grinding against his erection.