the one I love, drowning me in my dreams
Keeping in mind my lack of sleep, I'm betting on a lack of sense. And goodness. Definitely a lack of goodness. More so than usual, that is.
Right.
*pretends she makes sense*
*dies*
title: Escape
words: 312
pairing: Elricest
rating: urk, R? I guess? I'm bad at this
warning: Angstasticness. Yes. And incest. And sex. Well, mention of sex. Very vague mention of sex. I can't write sex. (I had it mentioned to me that I should at least try, but then I ended up pretty much avoiding the issue anyway...)
spoilers: end of series
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He's the single most wonderful person I have ever met, and I would happily give him the world. I have killed for him; I have died for him; I have travelled through space and time for him. All for him. I devoted years of my life to somehow making him happy.
Now, finally, his hands are soft, warm, flesh, human. Everything I wanted to give him, I have given. And then I gave him some more in an attempt to ease the guilt. Those warm hands run down my chest as he moans incoherently.
He gasps suddenly, then bites into my shoulder, body still moving feverishly against mine. I jerk as I find my own release, but it's empty. Everything's empty.
"I love you, brother."
I don't answer. The words are simple enough, but they get stuck in my throat. I love my brother more than anything, more than anyone. This has always been true and it always will be. But not the way he wants me to. Never the way he's wanted me to.
Because I don't want this, and I don't know how to say no. I can't say no. He wants this so badly and how can I take it away from him? How can I escape those eyes and that perfect smile? How can I turn him down when he lived for years with nothing because of my mistakes?
I stare blankly at the ceiling as he sighs contentedly and curls up to my side. My fingers awkwardly run through his hair.
No one's outright told me the path that I should take. I've been picking through the dark my whole life, and I can't expect any help now. This isn't something that I can escape from, no matter what happens and no matter what it costs me. I can't hurt Al any more than I already have.
Right.
*pretends she makes sense*
*dies*
title: Escape
words: 312
pairing: Elricest
rating: urk, R? I guess? I'm bad at this
warning: Angstasticness. Yes. And incest. And sex. Well, mention of sex. Very vague mention of sex. I can't write sex. (I had it mentioned to me that I should at least try, but then I ended up pretty much avoiding the issue anyway...)
spoilers: end of series
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He's the single most wonderful person I have ever met, and I would happily give him the world. I have killed for him; I have died for him; I have travelled through space and time for him. All for him. I devoted years of my life to somehow making him happy.
Now, finally, his hands are soft, warm, flesh, human. Everything I wanted to give him, I have given. And then I gave him some more in an attempt to ease the guilt. Those warm hands run down my chest as he moans incoherently.
He gasps suddenly, then bites into my shoulder, body still moving feverishly against mine. I jerk as I find my own release, but it's empty. Everything's empty.
"I love you, brother."
I don't answer. The words are simple enough, but they get stuck in my throat. I love my brother more than anything, more than anyone. This has always been true and it always will be. But not the way he wants me to. Never the way he's wanted me to.
Because I don't want this, and I don't know how to say no. I can't say no. He wants this so badly and how can I take it away from him? How can I escape those eyes and that perfect smile? How can I turn him down when he lived for years with nothing because of my mistakes?
I stare blankly at the ceiling as he sighs contentedly and curls up to my side. My fingers awkwardly run through his hair.
No one's outright told me the path that I should take. I've been picking through the dark my whole life, and I can't expect any help now. This isn't something that I can escape from, no matter what happens and no matter what it costs me. I can't hurt Al any more than I already have.