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- Escaping the Rift -

Kazuye had turned his attention for glancing around Sinclair's room towards the other occupant, listening intently now. It was considered rude not to listen, and the male had been drilled in his head that when he didn't take off his headphones when someone addressed him. He still did it on the occasion, but it wasn't to offend, honest! It was just so...addicting when playing games, most of all roleplaying games, he would just put on his headphones and go at it all day, without a care on the hours that flew back. It was so much more enjoyable that living the life of reality...There was nothing very exiting...

The blond blinked, and if he was an animated character, a sweatdrop would have ran down the side of his head. He did suppose Sinclair was the age that he thought about sex and the opposite gender a lot. Well, so should Kazuye, but he was more interested in his own habits to go fooling around. "I see... You like any genre of game in particular? Roleplaying is one of my favorites!" Least they had something in common, games! Shopping was...alright. Reading was fun, writing wasn't his best strength though...

He waited for an answer, head titled to the side slightly, but there was a slight furrow of confusion in his brow when the other male stood up and was approaching him slowly. What was going on? Blinking his brown eyes in incomprehension, something just...made him slightly edgy, maybe it was that look...? Well, by the time he was toying with the flight opinion, or at least opening his mouth to ask what the hell was going on, Sinclair was a few inches in front of his face. And when an arm wrapped around his waist, there was something quite wrong, as it killed the last few spaces between their bodies. "Er...Is there somethi-" What he was about to say was cut off, as his mouth was sealed with another's. Eyes widening, what the hell was going on...?! Shuddering, he could feel something lick the top of his lips, a gentle swipe of the tongue.

Entrance was granted, though not quite willingly, you would gasp in shock if someone just stuck their cold hands down your pants. A shudder ran through his body, though if it was from shock or something else, it would be hard to tell. Once he was past the initial shock, his tongue brushed up against the other's, not backing down quite easily, trying to push him out, twining. A whimper, one hand raised up, as if to punch the other for the surprise attack, though his other hand tangled in Sinclair's hair, and he tugged, it would be painful, but it wasn't like he wanted to rip out hair, just cause a bit of pain. Shit...! "Wh-what are you doing?!" His voice was slightly horse, and he was breathing quite harshly, he hadn't been able to breathe, but a sharp gasp, and a sound from his throat that sounded almost like a growl as teeth nipped his throat. Pink stained his cheeks, and his ears were red from shame; it would be obvious with the sloppy kiss and the embarrassment that Kazuye, was, indeed, a virgin. His headphones were about to fall off, someone's head near his neck was surely going to shove the electronics off. His bandaged hand jerked Sinclair's hair once more, a mix of groans and questions spilled from his lips, as a low cry escaped once, the groping fingers bringing desires that Kazuye didn't exactly want right now.

"S-Stop!" His free hand was trying to shove the other off, but his hand was currently curled around Sinclair's shirt, which defeated the purpose. "D-Damn...!" The cuss rang out in the air, a garbled plea slipping through his mouth, clenched hiss as his whole body shuddered. God...That felt... "Ack!" His body stiffened, like he had been shocked when someone began to squeeze a very sensitive part in their hand. "S-Shit...Stop...Please, Ruiza, Sinclair...Brother...Stop!" He applied as much strength as he could, yanking the person's hair, and pushing him back, get him away, before he couldn't fight anymore. He was his brother, is was forbidden, it was a sin...

Than why did it feel so...good?

A stern look in his eyes, though his face was flushed and he was panting, Kazuye looked torn, though he was already growing quite hard from the treatment Sinclair was doing on his member.
 
Sinclair was not to be scared away by a hair pull. When it was longer girls used to pull on it all the time until his head was pounding with fury. His father also used to pull it to gain control over him, which was the main reason why he cut it. He continued to nip and suck at Kazuyeâ??s throat enjoying his struggling. The hair pulling only made things worse for the teen, not only did it turn him on it made his body quake with arousal. Now he was completely hot for the other and didnâ??t want to stop. However, his little pet confused him. How was it that he was brought there for play and he didnâ??t want to do it? Perhaps he was untrained.

The mere thought sent Sinclair into a trance. A virgin petâ?¦ He was untouchedâ?¦untainted by any other manâ?¦. He grew unbearably hard at his new discovery and couldnâ??t wait to feel what it was like inside his rather fun gift. It would be a new feeling for the both of them he didnâ??t understand why Kazuye was resisting so much when his body was reacting so well to his antics. He dipped his had a little further down into the maleâ??s boxers and gentle fondled his balls before trailing a digit up to his anus. He prodded it softly curious as to how Kazuye would react to such a foreign sensation.

Ruiza. Just as he was about to penetrate the other he stopped. What? He called him someone else. Whoe the hell was this Ruiza person? That wasnâ??t his name, the last time he checked his name was Sinclair. So he had been touched beforeâ?¦ That assumption went smack into his face and the last hair pull actually made him pull away. Perhaps this Ruiza person was his brother and he was calling on him for help to save him, much like women called on to god when extreme pleasure to over their bodies. Perhapsâ?¦ It sounded farfetched but he was willing to go with that idea than the first one. Just as Sinclair was about to attack Kazuyeâ??s neck again something stopped him. The arousal was gone. He was no longer feeling what he was before. Could a mere name really do all of that to him. He frowned a little then shrugged his shoulders. He stepped back from Kazuye and returned to his bed where he lounged comfortably on it.

That was where most of his company ended up when he brought them to his roomâ?¦ Why was Kazuye any different? Never had he been put off prey like that in his life. Honestly he was just like any other toyâ?¦ except for the gender factor. Perhaps guys were different when it came to intimate moments. Maybe he came onto the other a little too strong. He figured that every one liked a little aggression; maybe Kazuye needed something a little less demanding and rushed. Thatâ??s not what Sinclair was used to though and he would rather have his toy now than later. He felt like a little kid who want a fucking cookie but his mother wouldnâ??t give it to him before dinner. He stole out of the cookie jar before, it was not biggie. Rape was more serious than cookies though and he wanted a more willing sex from his pets. However, raping would add to his love of tainting. Rape always broke oneâ??s heart, even made them do things they would never do. Sinclair tossed the thought aside though, figuring he didnâ??t want to break his new toy. Perhaps talking would clear things up a bit. Women also loved talking, maybe Kazuye would too.

â??Why do you resist so much Kazuye? This was the reason you were brought to meâ?¦ You are entertainment, and while I got some joy out of you struggling against my will I honestly donâ??t feel being called someone elseâ??s name.â? he said with a sigh as he ran his fingers through his bangs. â??Perchance you like to get to know your owner a little more before you willingly submit to them?â? he questioned with a sigh.
 
Why wasnâ??t he backing up? He would have backed off for sure if someone was tugging on his hair! Kazuye didnâ??t understand; what the hell was he doing?! What had had gotten into him? The kiss, the blond teen wasnâ??t sure if he should feel disgusted, pleased orâ?¦what should he be feeling? Panic? Check, his heartbeat had sped up so much, he could feel it throbbing in his chest. A soft whimper escaped into the air, and he blushed fire red, did it come from him?! Still, the sensation at his neck wasâ?¦ What was it? Good? Still, he should feel disgusted, it was his brother after all, and a guy no lessâ?¦ But, but why? â??S-stop itâ?¦!â?

Why wasnâ??t his voice working properly?! Sarcasm spoke out in his mind, a wary tone that made him want to strangle someone; â??Maybe since you are being molested. Way to have oneâ??s innocence taken.â? Face burning, he renewed his struggles, though his fingernails might had dug into Sinclairâ??s scalp slightly, a hiss as his privates were played with, sparks of pleasure shooting up his spine. â??Mgnâ?¦â? Though there was something quite unpleasant, as the hand slipped down even further. â??Erk!â? His eyes widened, muscles quickly tensing at the strange action. â??Ack! Doâ?¦Donâ??t do thatâ?¦â? His shoulders shaking, the rings of muscles twitched under the pressure of Sinclairâ??s curiosity.

Ruiza.

Gritting his teeth, eyes shut tight, ready for the feeling of something, something that wasnâ??t supposed to go thereâ?¦Butâ?¦ Nothing. A few heartbeats laterâ?¦Nothing, in factâ?¦ Was he pulling away? His grip on the otherâ??s hair slackened, and his brown eyes opened to gaze upon the otherâ??s face, face still flushed, eye slightly glazed over. And then, Sinclair pulled away, leaving the other male to more or less gather what remained of his dignity and mind. Panting, he remained where he was, his nerves frazzled, Kazuye eyed the other warily. His hand reached up, finger pads soothing agitated skin on his neck as well pulling the headphones on properly; they were dangling by a wire from his neck. What was he supposed to say now? Opening his mouth, and closing it again, the sudden peaceful aura seemed to be wrought with tension, mostly on Kazuyeâ??s part.

Brotherâ?¦Why couldnâ??t you remember? Whyâ?¦Why did it have to feel good? Was this the reason why his friends would blabber on and on about having sex or making outâ?¦? Still, no one covered how it felt like to be a guy andâ?¦ Swallowing, Kazuye waited, an explanation or something!

Finally, Sinclair spoke, though his words left the male more confused than before. â??It is your name.â? He spoke quietly, almost sounded woundedâ?¦Almost as if he cared more about Sinclair knowing that it was his nameâ?¦Rather than denying that he had been calling out to him at all. His teeth gritted, as he looked up, eyes having strayed from looking at the person occupying the bed. â??Ownerâ?¦? I donâ??t know what game you are playing, but know thisâ?¦Iâ??m not playing it willingly.â? Swallowing, what hadâ?¦who had done this to his brother? Why was he acting like thisâ?¦? â??Iâ??m savingâ?¦saving it for someone important.â?

It sounded childish, and naïve, but still, Kazuye still cherished the fact of embracing chastity�Until he find the one he wanted to share it the most with.
 
â??My name?â? he questioned. He felt the strong urge to laugh because well that had to be a joke. He already said his name. It was clearly Sinclair. He had gotten him out of the brother phase, only to have him call him Ruiza. Seriously heâ??d rather be called brother than someone elseâ??s name. Sinclair rolled his eyes then looked away from Kazuye. He was about to say something else but paused, the words of Kazuye making him think. Savingâ?¦ Saving what? His virginity? Thatâ??s just not what he was brought there to do. â??.â?¦â? He had to draw the line there. He got up off the bed again and stretched. â??No pet, slave, or toy will tell me that they are saving anything. If you will not play willingly then I suppose I will have to force you to.â?

Sinclair, or Ruiza as Kazuye had said, advanced on the other quickly. He reached behind the other grabbing the back of his neck. With his grip tight, Sinclair thrusts his so called brother forward forcing him down onto his knees. â??You know so far you are probably the weirdest toy Iâ??ve had yet. However, even though that somehow intrigues me, I donâ??t think I can allow you to continue down such a disobedient path.â? Pushing once more, Kazuyeâ??s face was mere centimeters away from the clean carpet. He removed his hand from Kazuyeâ??s neck to the side of his head, forcing the right side of his face down and onto the soft carpeting. He supposed this was the reason why he preferred them to be trainedâ?¦ They listened better. But this could also be fun too. He was always up for new experiences.

He used his free hand and slipped it into the back of Kazuyeâ??s pants. Back to what he was once doing before, his middle finger began poking and prodding gently at the entrance of his toy. He positioned his body a little behind the otherâ??s, leaning forward his lips gently caressing the side of his neck. His warm tongue brusged Kazuyeâ??s slender neck as the single digit rolled around the slightly appealing rings. He prodded harder this time, his middle finger breaking through slowly. The warmth inside compelled him to push harder, go deeper, find his pleasure spot. His finger was halfway in now and he somewhat stopped going deeper, instead he wiggled it around a bit, twisting and turning.

â??Tell me Kazuye, if my name if Ruiza and somehow we are brothers tell me why I have no memory of you.â? he spoke, before his teeth gently clamped down on the soft flesh of Kazuyeâ??s neck. He began thrusting his finger slowly trying not to hurt or break his new toy so soon.
 
Gritting his teeth, Kazuye felt the sensation that Sinclair was mocking him in the back of his mind, and that infuriated him more. How come his brother didnâ??t remember?! At least, the slightly younger male hoped that he wasnâ??t just faking it, it would hurt so much more if he found out that Ruiza was playing him like this. Butâ?¦But his brother wouldnâ??t do thatâ?¦Would he? After all those years, his kind brother wouldnâ??tâ?¦wouldnâ??t have turned out like thisâ?¦? Hormones were one thing, butâ?¦ â??Yes, Ruiza is your name, my brotherâ??s name! Why canâ??t you rememberâ?¦?â? His voice trailed off, sounded hopeless, his brown eyes pleading. Eyes watching the other, the words didnâ??t sink in for a moment.

Forceâ?¦? â??What are y-â??

The rest of his words were cut off; Kazuye couldnâ??t bring his body to react fast enough when his eyes saw the other male stalk towards him, aura malicious, as a hand closed on the back of his neck. Hair prickling, there was a muffled clatter as the headphones dropped to the carpeted floor, forgotten. A sharp hiss, fingers unforgiving as they clamped down on his neck, forcing the blond onto his knees. The words that were soon spoken after were lost on his buzzing ears, he found the floor much closer to his face, the grip on his neck relenting, though the pressure than assumed itself to the left side of his face, forcing him down into the mostâ?¦ interesting position. It wasnâ??t the most uncomfortable, but still, it was quite embarrassing to be on your knees as such.

But worst of it wasnâ??t over, he could feel the otherâ??s free hand snake itself back into his pants, and the muscles in his legs quickly tensed, his hips wriggling slightly to try and stop the hand from going- â??Noâ?¦!â? He protested, whimpering softly as he felt the uncomfortable feeling of fingers that were currently where they were not supposed to be. Hips tensing and shifting at the probing, the ring of muscles twitched at every poke, a whine escaping Kazuyeâ??s mouth. Feeling Sinclair switch positions, he tensed, trying to push himself up, but he gotâ?¦no where, flumping back into his previous position with a note of panic in his hiss. â??Ahâ?¦Ahâ?¦!â? His head would have twisted, gotten rid of the gentle feeling of the otherâ??s lips on his neck, still sensitive after the soft bites from before, but being pinned down like such, you didnâ??t have much of a choice. â??Hyuâ?¦â? He breathed, soft whimpers were the only thing he managed out of his lips at the moment.

â??Ahâ?¦Donâ??tâ?¦!â? Kazuye was torn, he didnâ??t know what to do; he didnâ??t want this, donâ??t want it at all, wanted to fight him, make Sinclair back off. Butâ?¦He didnâ??t want to hurt his brother, no matter what he was doing. Biting his lip, his eyes closed, shut tight. â??Stop! Donâ??-Agnâ?¦â? His cry broke off, feeling the single finger press in, into his body. â??Pull it out..!â? His hips jerked, but with nowhere to go, it wasnâ??t helpful at all. It felt so strange, having something stuck up there, and it wasâ?¦well, going in. Body thrashing slightly, his hands reached out the grab Sinclairâ??s own, but since he was bending his limb in such an awkward positionâ?¦Well, letâ??s just say that it was not effective at all, trying to stop him. Nails dug into the otherâ??s wrists, dragging slightly. Let goâ?¦!

â??Erkâ?¦â? His fingers tensed, digging in his fingertips into skin, as the finger started to move around, so strange! The walls clung tightly to the invading digit, the muscles wrapped around the finger. It hurt slightly, a faint burn, but nothing he couldnâ??t tolerate. â??Ughâ?¦Ughâ?¦â?

When teeth fastened themselves onto his neck, a gasp, and his neck moved unbidden, baring more flesh for Sinclair to abuse. Shoulder shaking, he could hear the words, understand the questionâ?¦But what of the answer?

â??Iâ?¦I donâ??t knowâ?¦! I donâ??t know why youâ?¦you donâ??t rememberâ?¦Pleaseâ?¦!â? His broken protests reached a high note, the finger moving in and out know. Painfully gentle, it would have hurt less ifâ?¦If he had been more rough. Even if it was against his will, it was still gentle, making him feeling likeâ?¦Like his brother was still in there somewhereâ?¦

â??Aghâ?¦â? His hips thrust forward, a shot of fire in his veinsâ?¦ Didâ?¦Did he like thisâ?¦? â??Brotherâ?¦Brother pleaseâ?¦!â? It stopped him before, would it happen again? â??Pullâ?¦Pull outâ?¦!â? His pleas were broken, his breathing ragged, and hands tugged weakly in protest on the wrists that bound him in this position.
 
His reaction was simply delightful. It seemed pleasuring a male was similar to pleasuring a woman. All you had to do was press the right buttons. â??Why should I pull out Kazuye? Your body seems to want what Iâ??m giving it..â? he said with a taunting chuckle of sorts as he pushed his finger deeper thrusting in a more rough manner than before. When Kazuye began to scream brother again, he pulled his finger back until his it was almost out. Just as the other would think Sinclair was done with his torture he pressed a second finger up to his anus. Prodding gently, both his fingers began to slide back into Kazuyeâ??s tight entrance. â??I find it interesting that you continue to believe that calling me such a meaningless title is going to effect me again.â?

His fingers pressed together tightly from the increasing tightness of Kazuye. He felt a buzz of arousal tingle through his small erection causing it to enlarge in his pants. The nailâ??s digging into Sinclairâ??s wrists caused him to let out a breathy moan, the painful sensation sending waves of satisfaction through every nerve in his body. The pain only aroused Sinclair further, only made him that much more curious as to how Kazuye felt inside, only that much more eager and anxious to take away what he claimed he was saving for another. The doorbell sounded, and he could hear the footsteps of people rushing through the halls down the stairs. Was it that time already? Sinclair didnâ??t really care though, the dinner party wasnâ??t for himâ?¦ Well thatâ??s what he assumed anyway.

Soon, Sinclair couldnâ??t take it much longer. Kazuyeâ??s pleads, and ineffective attempts at escaping had driven him to the point where he just wanted to fuck. Teasing was fine as well, but something about the other struggling beneath his hold, was seriously arousing to him. Sinclair pulled back, wrapping his fingers around the pants of Kazuyeâ??s. Without even unzipping them he pulled them down far enough that the otherâ??s ass was exposed. â??I was trying to hold back, tease you a little longer until you pleaded for me to be inside you, butâ??â?? he paused as he pulled down Kazuyeâ??s boxers as well, both his pants and undergarments at his thighs now. â??This is just too much for me.â? He positioned himself directly behind the other his concealed erection pressing up against Kazuyeâ??s ass.

He grabbed Kazuyeâ??s hair pulling his head back as a restraint while he used his free hand to unzip his pants. Conversations below them, and the faint sound of music began to rise up. It sounded like his father had invited quite a few people tonight. He wondered how loud he could make Kazuye scream. He wondered how awkward his father would feel if all he heard on the floor above him were soft thumps and the screams of his pet. â??Kazuye,â? he began as he finally took out his throbbing member which by the way ached to be inside his toy. He pressed the head of his cock up to his toyâ??s twitching bud. â??tell me somethingâ?¦â? he grinned as he proceeded to penetrate the other. â??How loud can you scream?â? he questioned as he continued to try and force himself into Kazuye. The other was quite tight, and for a few minutes he thought he would never get to feel him, until his head slipped passed the rim. He smiled.
 
The boy had the strangest feeling of being played, like a doll, or a puppet. More like a marionette; Ruiza was never one to play with such things anywaysâ?¦ It was a bitter feeling, in his gut, thoseâ?¦things inside him manipulating his nerves and he wanted them out. A sharp gasp; that was rough, a quick jab back into his body. Out, out, outâ?¦! His body shuddered, breathing heavily, it wasnâ??t fair that Sinclair was laughing, laughing at him as well. Biting his lip, he didnâ??t know what to do, torn between defending himselfâ?¦And the still shock of having his brother, of everyone, do this to him. But was calling him his sibling the thing to get him to stop? Kazuye wanted him to stop, but calling him brother at a time like thisâ?¦ It somehow made it all the worse.

â??Ahâ?¦!â? He wasnâ??t done. The teenâ??s body shook slightly, a mortified whimper escaping his lips, two?! It was uncomfortable, as before, but there was a twinge of pain now. A muffled sound as the oriental blond bit the inside of his lip, worrying it between his teeth to elevate the sensation. Stop it, stop it! It was so confusing, those things inside of him, inside his body. They werenâ??t supposed to be there, yetâ?¦ A jolt of heat, his face flushing. He didnâ??t want to enjoy thisâ?¦violation!

The muscles in his tunnel tightened, a clear sign he didnâ??t want them there, wrapping around invading digits in warmth. He panted, eyes shut tight, and he told himself he wasnâ??t going to cry, he hadnâ??t cried since his brother vanished all those years ago, he wasnâ??t going to anymoreâ?¦! Still, the emotions bubbled up inside of him, desperation for Sinclair to stop, but he wasnâ??t, and he didnâ??t know what he was going to do with all the panic that was inside him. â??Stop it!â?

Snapping out of his thoughts as a doorbell rang through the house; he felt ice run into his stomach. More people, who were they? He could slightly hear the sound of footsteps, more like vibrations as his face was currently pressed against the floor. His body tensed, he couldnâ??t do anything like this, couldnâ??t moveâ?¦ And not even pain stopped Sinclair; he was sure his nails were digging into skin, so why wasnâ??t he letting go? Why, why, why? Questions flooded his brain, and no answers. But still, one thing was certain, if someone found him, them, like thisâ?¦He was going to die of mortification. â??Sinclair, pleaseâ?¦!â? Time, timeâ?¦Somewhere in his mind, he remembered something about a dinner partyâ?¦ Something. His hand throbbed, where he had cut it a while ago, Sinclair had been so gentle than, so whyâ?¦why was he doing this now?

His voice caught in his throat, suddenly feeling colder, the absence of cloth on his skin, where did his pants go? The panic was building, building even more, and he really didnâ??t want this at all, â??Donâ??t do this, please!â? He might as well have been talking with the floor; he got nothing in response to his pleas. This was an awkward position, his boxer-clad rear end thrust into the air, his face pressed against the groundâ?¦ His ears rang with the otherâ??s words, not comprehending them, not right away, But the sudden lack of clothing clear that up right away. He couldnâ??tâ?¦! â??Sinclair, you canâ??t-â?? His voice was cut off, feeling something, almost like a bulge, press against his rear end.


â??Ack!â? Pain laced up his scalp, fingers tangling in his hair, yanking them, pulling his whole head backwards, back arching near painfully. His teeth clenched, and the sound of a zipper seemed almost ominous, twisting his head this way and that, he tried to bite, though, it would have been almost impossible to have arched him back that way, besides the fact the grip was a stinging reminder. Screamingâ?¦ Maybe, but what if the people came up to investigate? His name, almost conditioned since youth to turn towards the sound, his attention was directed to the person who had spoken it, though his body tensed, feeling something blunt, hot and hard, and press against his entrance. â??Ahâ?¦No!â? His cry was loud; different from the muffed sounds he had emitted before.

His body tensed, the ring of muscles tightening, gritting his teeth. He was not going to answer the other, he wasnâ??t going to let him violate him like this! But it was almost an unrelenting pressure, pushing, pressingâ?¦ Trying to force his way into his body. â??Ahâ?¦No!â? His voice cracked, as he bit his lip right open, the taste of copper flooding his mouth. It hurt, so much, it felt like he was splitting him open. â??Ahâ?¦Ahâ?¦â? He paned, eyes shut tight as trails of wet rolled down his cheek.

Was he crying..? â??No! No!â? He told himself, voice almost hoarse, breathing heavily through his mouth, a drop of crimson running down his chin. Fists clenched, and he winced, fingernails digging past the bandage to his hand, it hurtâ?¦ Then why did he feel this way? Pain, and pleasure? â??Ahâ?¦Hahâ?¦â? He breathed, body tensing, his cries growing sharp. He had an erection, he was hard. From his brother raping him. Impossible. Why was he like this? He hated it, dirty, filthyâ?¦ â??Pull out, pull out...!â?
 
â??Oh my little pet how entertaining you areâ?¦â? he told the other as he continued to press harder and harder until his cock was halfway into his ass. Sinclair moaned through gritted teeth, the light in his room beginning to tint a bit of orange as the sun began to set. Now the party would truly begin, right there and downstairs. He started to thrust, his cock throbbing and aching of pleasure as he filled his toy. â??God, Kazuyeâ?¦you are so tightâ?¦â? he grunt out almost sounding as if he were disgusted in a way. He then laughed. â??But I like it that wayâ?¦ It makes fucking you all the more that fun toyâ?¦â? Toy he liked the sound of the word. Kazuye was not a person to Sinclair he was more of an object, an object his father had so graciously bestowed upon his spoiled self. â??Scream for me dollâ?¦â?

Sinclair demanded as he slammed the last four inches of his eleven-inch cock into the boyâ??s virgin ass. He could not help but chuckle through soft moans enjoying the pleasure he was receiving and the pain he was giving. It was a moment to remember really, he had not tortured a person like this in quite some time now and this was just too much fun for the elder male. â??Donâ??tâ?? disappoint me doll. I want to hear your beautiful voice. The music below is not my style, Iâ??d rather hear you as well and Iâ??m pretty sure they would too.â?

Stop it? Hell no he couldnâ??t stop. This was just TOO fun. Sinclair thrust hard, repeatedly slamming into the other, his cock brushing up against Kazuyeâ??s prostate roughly. He could feel it deep inside him, it kind of reminded him of the womanâ??s g-spot. Oh this was TOO good. â??Are you enjoying this, my little marionette?â? he questioned deciding on the type of toy, no, doll he wanted his so-called brother to be. His grunts grew louder and his thrusts harder. He was hot, hotâ?¦.a warm liquid seeped from where he was thrusting into and he began to laugh.

â??Holy shit I broke my Marionette.â? He teased as his fingers gripped his dollâ??s hair tighter, pulling his head back further, as far as he could. He leaned forward his cock deep, as far as it could go inside the male as he stared Kazuyeâ??s glistening eyes down. â??Just like a virgin femaleâ?¦ I never knew guys bled tooâ?¦â? he spoke softly as if they were words of comfort or endearment. â??I wonder if you will do this all the time when we fuck dollieâ?¦â? he grinned before pressing a chaste kiss to Kazuyeâ??s forehead. His thrusting had ceased while he was taunting and kissing the boy but once he was done he slammed into the other hard, a loud moan escaping his lips, a smacking sound echoing throughout the room as their bare skin collided.

â??UNngâ?¦ Your ass it feels like itâ??s on fireâ?¦â? he spoke as he finally released the boyâ??s hair and took both his hands grabbing a hold of Kazuyeâ??s hips. Sinclair, thrust relentlessly not caring for the otherâ??s pleasure as he was too wrapped up in his own. There were footsteps back and forth through the hall and at some point Sinclair was sure someone was listening, no doubt one of his fatherâ??s nosey ass â??friendsâ??. Sinclair didnâ??t have a care in the world though, his cock hadnâ??t felt this good in ages. Females just were not the thing for him anymoreâ?¦. Kazuye just turned him out and didnâ??t even know it. â??Ahâ?¦Ahâ?¦Ahâ?¦â? he moaned and grunted throwing his head back in pure ecstasy as he continued to fuck his doll. â??How do you feel my precious marionette?â? he questioned.

There was a knock at Sinclairâ??s door and he frowned, his rough thrusting halting. â??What?â? he asked as if nothing were going on. â??Dinnerâ??s ready Master Sinclairâ?¦ Your father wants you to attend his partyâ?¦.â? A woman spoke through the door. â??Fuckâ?¦ Tell him Iâ??m busyâ?¦â? he replied as his thrusting began again his eyes rolling back a bit the pleasure unbearable. â??He says he needs you down there now. He wants you to meet someone very importantâ?¦.â? Sinclair sucked his teeth but didnâ??t lose rhythm as he continued to thrust. â??Yeah sureâ??what ever..â? he replied his voice now ragged as he felt his climax ripping through him. Fuck he was trying to last a bit longer but couldnâ??t help what was so speedy.

That dammed bitch knocked my concentrationâ?¦ Itâ??s only been about fifteen minutesâ?¦â? he murmured as he exploded deep inside of Kazuye. A soft contented sigh escaped his lips though as he came. â??Howâ??s that feel Marionette? Do you like my warm seed filling youâ?¦? Does your stomach feel full, like itâ??s about to burst?â? he questioned teasingly.
 
It hurt, hurt so muchâ?¦ Kazuye could feel the other push into him, deeper and deeper. Soft cries of pain, not enough patience or care to make this start of enjoyable for the youth. He hated thisâ?¦thisâ?¦person that his brother had become. But that wasnâ??t possible, wasnâ??t possible for Ruiza to become someone like thisâ?¦! Gritting his teeth, he could catch a few strands of music, and through tear blurred eyes, a tint of red-yellow in his vision. How could a day that was supposed to be wonderfulâ?¦End like this? Fate was surely cruelâ?¦ Breathing heavily and wincing frequently, his ears burned with shame, listening to the words that slipped out from Sinclairâ??s lips. He didnâ??t want to be a toy...something to be thrown away when it outlived its usefulnessâ?¦ Why was he treating him like thisâ?¦? It hurt so much; how could anyone say sex was pleasurable?

â??KYA!â? The sudden agony that shot through his spine did make him cry out; it felt like he would never end. Taking in deep, shuddering breaths, legs trembling from the ache. â??Youâ??reâ?¦too big!â? The words were whimpered out, agony in a place that shouldnâ??t hurt this much, â??Gonnaâ?¦Gonna rip me in two!â? He wailed softly, it was too big to fit insideâ?¦! Almost scorched, reminded the fact there were people that could hear them, the teenâ??s breath caught, shuddering in terror of being caught in such a position, and with his brother no lessâ?¦ He wouldnâ??t make a sound, shouldnâ??t make a soundâ?¦But it was so hardâ?¦! Ears turned pink with embarrassment, he wanted this to stop, but for people to find outâ?¦ No, no, this couldnâ??t happenâ?¦!

A sharp cry, though it was muffled by Kazuye sinking his teeth into his hand, thank goodness it wasnâ??t the wounded one, though the sound did come out slightly; what was thatâ?¦? A spark of pleasure as the head of the invading shaft bumped something deep inside him. â??Ahâ?¦â? His body shuddered slightly, trembling faintly under the otherâ??s touch. Marionetteâ?¦Was he just moving along to how Ruiza, Sinclair, tugged the strings? It was a frightening thoughtâ?¦

And an almost tearing pain, the feeling of something ripping where it wasnâ??t supposed to, a low keen on pain through his teeth. Boysâ?¦Boys werenâ??t supposed to bleed like that, too rough for the first time. And he was laughing, enjoying his painâ?¦ Wincing, each new thrust making the wound all the worse, â??Sâ?¦sadistâ?¦â? He hissed, eyes shut tight, pain coiling around sparks of pleasure that were faint and fleeting. Though the thrusts seemed smoother, no doubt lubricated the hot liquid that flowed from inside him.

â??Erkâ?¦â? A soft groan of pain, his back arching painfully, his scalp now aching with the forceful hair tugging. Interlocked bones in his spine bent as far as they would go, breathing heavily, eyes half lidded. A snarl of rage, instinctive, but as Sinclair looked into Kazuyeâ??s eyes, the anger was only faint flickers, bright chocolate orbs hazed with pain. Though, it did feel like someone dropped something cold in his stomach, all the timeâ?¦ He didnâ??t want this to happen more often. Though, the sweet kiss confused him, eyes blinking slowly as if to clear his vision, but they quickly shut again, the movements starting again, notes of pain escaping his mouth.

His ass did feel like it was on fire, burning, and for a second his mind flew completely off track; he was going to be so sore later onâ?¦ Still, Kazuye stuffed his hands into his mouth, fingers curling slightly inside. It was a make shift gag, and didnâ??t work as well as he would have liked. Concentrating on muffling the sounds that would undoubtedly slip out, he didnâ??t notice the sounds of footsteps as they came and went. Painâ?¦hurtâ?¦bleedingâ?¦ He could hardly answer his brotherâ??s question like this. How did he feel? Hurt, painâ?¦betrayalâ?¦? Joyâ?¦? That, somehow, in some twisted way, his brother might still care for him? Confused.

Feeling him so deep inside him, it was an alien feeling, though it was quickly consumed by fear, making him freeze when he heard the knock on the door. What, what to do?! Sinclair seemed collected as ever, though a soft squeak as the other continued his movements, burying his face his hands, muffled sounds still leaking out.

Throbbing, he could feel the otherâ??s member inside him, hot and hard, and something was about to happen, â??Noâ?¦â? A soft plea, tired, wornâ?¦ â??Donâ??tâ?¦ Hyuâ?¦â? A soft moaning whimper, feeling something flood deep inside him, warm. Hisbody tensed, still panting harshly; it felt soâ?¦so strangeâ?¦ â??Hyaâ?¦Hyaâ?¦â? Strange noises, his eyes fluttering, teeth gritted. Inside, stickyâ?¦ His body trembled, he still felt strangelyâ?¦aroused? He couldnâ??t like this! It was strange, he felt full, warming him from the inside. â??Erkâ?¦â? His eyes closed, teeth unlocking from his hand.

Twisting his body around, it was pure defence instinct that he aimed a punch towards the otherâ??s body. He didnâ??t notice if he connected or not, pain sudden blossomed from his sudden movement, a pained cry escaping from his mouth. Eyes, filled with pain, glared towards the teen behind him; though horror sudden took over his features, the slightly younger male trying to scramble away now, swallowing as every movement brought pain to his senses.
 
Sinclairâ??s eyes widened when the boy managed to slip from under his clutches. There was a cold gust of wind that followed through Kazuyeâ??s punch, Sinclairâ??s eyes clenching shut preventing him from dodging the otherâ??s punch accurately. His mouth exploded with pain, a warm sensation washing over his trembling lips. Copperâ?¦ A coppery taste overwhelmed the elder teenâ??s mouth. â??Bloodâ?¦â? he murmured bringing a finger to his lips dipping it inside to feel the warm fluid. A smudge of ruby tainted his pale finger and the sudden realization of such, ignited something deep within the other. â??How dare you hit meâ?¦â? he managed to say before quickly moving toward the other securing his position on top, and Kazuye beneath. Snatching up Kazuyeâ??s slender wrists into his right hand, his left assaulting the otherâ??s neck fingers pressing into his warm skin with fury as Kazuyeâ??s body fell onto the floor.

He licked the blood from his lips that was now curled into a snarl like manner. He was extremely angryâ?¦. He was so infuriated he hadnâ??t noticed the footsteps that drew close to his door. â??You~â? Sinclair could barely think of the words to express his sudden burst of rage as he glared down at Kazuye, his eyes swirling with venom. â??Iâ??m going to show you what happens to people who dare touch meâ?¦.â? The tips of his fingers pressed harder, his grip around the otherâ??s neck increasing untilâ?¦.until someone knocked on his door. â??Master Sinclair your father needs you downstairsâ?¦â? Asia announced through the locked door as she attempted to twist the knob. â??What a botherâ?¦â? he murmured stopping abruptly what he was doing. Standing to his feet he adjusted himself, straightening his button-up shirt and black pants. Running his fingers through his messy hair he cracked the door.

â??For what? He isnâ??t trying to set me up with another bimbo is he?â? a slight Japanese accent slipping into his English which happened from time to time when he was pissed off. â??Oh, no sir itâ??s nothing like thatâ?¦â? she attempted to lie, the guilt clear upon her face. â??Tell me the truth Asiaâ?¦.thereâ??s no need in keeping a secret such as that from meâ?¦â? he told her in the calmest voice he could muster up, the anger from before slipping through. â??No really heâ??sâ??â?? she hesitated as he raised a hand to her neck, his fingers slowly wrapping around her neck.

â??Come now Asiaâ??thereâ??s no need to lie honâ?¦â? he smiled his fingers tightening around her neck. â??Now tell meâ?¦ My father is trying to set me up with one of his clientâ??s daughters right?â? he questioned the woman again speaking as if he were talking to a child. A visible shutter ran through the womanâ??s body as she felt him. â??Iâ?¦Yesâ?¦ he isâ?¦ Please donâ??t tell him I told you. Heâ??ll kill meâ?¦â? she pleaded softly. â??Itâ??s fineâ?¦ You know I would never rat you out to himâ?¦.â? He said with a mischievous grin. His reassurance helped none, she still felt he would try and get back at her in some way since wellâ?¦she tried doing the one thing to him he hated.

He dismissed her quickly after hearing what he wanted before shutting the door. â??Get washed and dressedâ?¦ You are to attend this party as well Kazuye. My father will find it weird that you arenâ??t by my side since you were assigned to meâ?¦â? he said as he looked down at the other. â??Iâ??ll have to get rid of you if he suspects Iâ??m not using you properlyâ?¦or even hand you over to him. My father can be a lot crueller a master than meâ?¦ I suppose you watch yourselfâ?¦.â? While he talked he manoeuvred his way around the large room getting fresh clothes before disappearing into another room that was in his room, which was a bathroom.

Once he had washed, he combed his hair back to expose hi sharp, yet delicate features that called to anyone who knew what beauty was. Sinclair threw on casual black slacks, black shoes, and a white button up shirt to give off that business man look. For some reasons those bimbos always fell for the rich look. Even though he hated such events, he beamed brightly as he descended the steps leading into the main room. Everyone was scattered talking amongst themselves while music played. Sinclair sought his father out, hell bent on quickly getting this moment over with as quickly as he could so he could be alone with his toy more. He had to break him. It wasnâ??t natural for him to be so defiant. Not only thatâ?¦ he was still hotâ?¦still aching for the teen and needed to be inside of him again.

Finally he found his father and began another boring night. Ughâ?¦.why was he subjected to such boredom. He swore his father made him talk to these girls on purpose.
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Truth be told, he hadnâ??t been expecting for the punch to connect, startled as Sinclair when his fist met skin, and something wet on his hands. Was thatâ?¦blood? His mouth opened, apologizes, why did he do that, but the aching pain in his hips was a constant reminder, a bristling anger, a wounded betrayal. There was both anger and worry in his eyes, blood on the otherâ??s lips, bringing them out even more, crimson on white, and Sinclair was gone.
So was his supply of air.

A crash, pain as his hips hit the floor at an awkward angle, someone was sitting on his stomach, though that hadnâ??t been bad, he could stand the weight there, but Kazuye couldnâ??t really stomach was the look of absolute malice in his older brotherâ??s eyes; the blond had never seen anything like that before in the otherâ??s optics and it scared him, even worse than the lithe fingers, curling around his exposed throat. Terror, even worse than when the other raped him, fingers pressing, cutting of his supply of oxygen, the Japanese male gasped, throat convulsing slightly under the otherâ??s pressure on his windpipe, trashing, get off, get off, he needed to breatheâ?¦! Eyes wide, chocolate brown orbs dilated with fear, he could feel himself become quite lightheadedâ?¦
And it was gone, a knocking on the door, a return of air into his lungs. Kazuye immediately curled up into a ball, coughing, tucking his legs to his chest in a defensive posture, frightened hands massaging his neck. Looking into his brotherâ??s eyes like thatâ?¦It was almost like it wasnâ??t Ruiza anymore, a stranger. A terrifying stranger. The male hardly paid any attention to the conversation, catching snippets, but he was more or less content to stay on the floor, control his breathing and calm his fluttering heart. That look in the otherâ??s eye, he would have killed himâ?¦Would he? It was a terrifying though and Kazuye didnâ??t want to dwell on it, thoughts come and gone easily with the wind.

His eyes turned into the male, still quite wide, though they were wary, no longer frightened. Sitting up painfully, he sat on his rear, trying to ignore the feel of jizz inside him, threatening to spill out, Kazuye watched and listened, looking up at the other with a blank expression, though there was wariness etched on the young face. Masterâ?¦ â??Iâ??m not a toy.â? The response was raspy, though the warning sent flickering bells through his head, be carefulâ?¦
It was after the snap of a closed door that Kazuye dared to move, forcing himself to his feet, and stumbling towards the showers, stripping down and turning it on at full blast, freezing cold water that made him shudder and crumble to his knees, hand wrapping around his member, pumping, once, twice, before a soft gasp. Dirty, how could he have felt pleasure in that? It was so bitterly strange, confusion, but he hadnâ??t seen action before, maybe it was just his body responding naturally. Yaâ?¦Maybe. But the harder difficulty was getting the stuff out from where Sinclair had shot his seed, contemplating, before sticking his fingers in to scoop out the stuff. It was shameful, burning red, the man felt dirty, soiled, by his brother no lessâ?¦ Clench his fist, he closed his eyesâ?¦ He didnâ??t rememberâ?¦Who he was, Ruiza would have never done anything like this to himâ?¦ He was going to bring his brother back, remember meâ?¦ This didnâ??t seem to deter him, in Kazuyeâ??s mind, pushing past all the emotional trama, just fuelled his determination.

He threw on his causal clothes, slipping into his room to change into something a bit more appropriate, a white dress shirt, black pants, and black shoes, almost identical to what Sinclair had warn. His hair refused to cooperate, so it was left in a low ponytail, as the teen drifted towards the main room; after inquiring for directions from the few maids that lingered around. His single visible eye scanned the area, feeling a bit out of place here, slipping down the steps to the faint murmurs and points towards him. He could catch the faint buzz of conversation, though everything else was lost on him, as he glanced around.

Though his brother might have not been his brother at the momentâ?¦ He was a familiar face, and that was all Kazuye needed at the moment. Skirting the edges of the crowd, he finally glanced upon the familiar face, though he was talking to a pretty looking girl, of which the latter seemed to be ecstatic. He should be at the otherâ??s side, he knewâ?¦Butâ?¦

â??Hello.â? Kazuye turned around, curious on who had talked to him, though it turned out to be a pretty looking redhead, green eyes looking at him with curiosity. â??Hey.â? He gave a smile, turning to face her, â??Iâ??ve never seen you before.â? â??I just moved in.â? It was the truth, â??Oh, I see. You look a lot like Sinclair.â? She gestured, and Kazuye let out a sheepish laugh, and nodded, â??I know.â? â??Which means, youâ??re kinda cute.â? At that, the boy blinked twice, â??I beg your pardon?â? The girl let out a trilling giggle, â??Sinclair is drop dead gorgeous.â? â??Really nowâ?¦â? He had seen his brother, knew he had lovely features, butâ?¦ Though the topic moved on, and Kazuye was quite engaged in conversation with the girl, forgetting about his brother some distance away.
 
He smiled that fake smile of his, pretending he was interested in his father and what he had in store for him. â??Sinclair you remember the LeBlanc family right?â? Mr. Halloway asked as he looked at his son. Oh fuck not that bitch againâ?¦ â??Yes fatherâ?¦â? he said with a nod. â??This is Delenoreâ?¦their eldest daughterâ?¦â? the busty red head smiled, sticking her hand out for Sinclair to kiss. â??I seeâ?¦â? Sinclair replied with a grin, taking her hand into his, kissing the back of her hand. She smelt like rosesâ?¦ He noted with a sigh as she pulled her hand away.

She stepped closer with a smile placing a hand upon the tall maleâ??s shoulder. â??Iâ??ll let you two get acquainted Sinclair while I talk with her fatherâ?¦â? his father said as he took a cigar out of his breast pocket putting it into his mouth as he walked away with the womanâ??s father. He sighed when his father gave him that same look he always did when a female was introduced to him. â??So whatâ??s the occasion?â? Sinclair asked. â??Nothing really. I believe my father wants me to wed. He tried to get my sister to get married but you know it didnâ??t work out.â? She said with a chuckle. â??Your sisterâ?¦sheâ??s the one with the green eyes and cute freckles right?â? he questioned. â??Yeahâ?¦howâ??d you know?â? she questioned. â??Iâ??m the one who your father and my father tried to get us to tie the knot. However, she wasnâ??t my typeâ?¦â? he replied with a shrug.

â??Soâ?¦youâ??re the creep who sent my sister home in tears?â? she questioned with a frown. â??I guess so. I suppose I was a little rudeâ?¦â? he said with a laugh. â??Rude? You call giving my sister several horrible bruises that didnâ??t go away for weeks on end, rude?â? she questioned angrily pushing his shoulders. Without a word he grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her to a part of the room that was a little more discreet. â??Let me go damâ??â?? he grabbed her by the neck, slamming her up against the wall. â??Look bitchâ?¦Iâ??m not in the mood kay? Your sister just like you, crossed multiple lines and I had to put her in her place. Iâ??m not one to let some brat walk over me. And you are definitely no excuse.â? He told her.

â??Son of a bitch let me go.â? She snarled. He grinned liking how she squirmed underneath his hold. â??I donâ??t know should I?â? he teased. He pulled his hand away but once he had he slapped her. He hit the redhead so hard, her legs felt weak giving out on her and she fell to the floor. â??Thatâ??ll teach you to stay in a whoreâ??s placeâ?¦â? he told Delenore before he reached forward grabbing her by that luxurious red hair of hers. â??Get upâ?¦My father will be pissed if he sees what Iâ??ve done to youâ?¦â? he said with a sigh.

â??I need a drinkâ?¦â? he thought as his eyes scanned the crowd of people. Where was Kazuye? Didnâ??t he tell him he had to be at the party? Just as the thought crossed his mind he spotted the blonde in the crowd with a girl. They were chatting casually, amongst themselves. A smile touched his lips as he watched the younger male. He sure bounced back better than he thought he would. However as he continued to look at the two he frowned. That redhead resembled Delenore. â??Hey look thereâ??s your sister.â? He said pulling the woman along with him. Without thinking really, he walked up to the two and grabbed the girl by her shoulder spinning her around to face him. â??You look well Genevieveâ?¦â? he said with a smile, his eyes reading anger. â??Uh..thank youâ?¦â? she replied with a nervous smile, still a bit surprised at how heâ??d just manhandled her. â??Heyâ?¦sisâ?¦â? she said to her sister eyes wide as she noticed her reddened cheek. She was about to protest against it, but before she could speak, the woman clung tightly to Sinclair with a smile. â??Heyâ?¦I think he might be the oneâ?¦â? she said, her eyes saying otherwise..

â??Oh really?â? Genevieve replied with a fake smile of her own, wondering what had happened between the two already, that Sinclair had her shaken up. â??Oh is that your brother Sinclair? Delenore questioned. â??Hmm? Yeah. You canâ??t tell, we look so much a likeâ?¦â? he said emphasizing on the word so. â??I thought you two wereâ?¦â? Genevieve replied as she stepped back to stand beside the blond. A butler came by with a tray of sparkling wine and held it out at the four. Sinclair smiled detaching himself from the female to get to the alcohol. He grabbed a couple of glasses, not forgetting his manners and handed the redhead a glass. Genevieve grabbed the other two glasses and handed one to Kazuye.

â??So Kazuyeâ?¦having fun?â? he questioned casually before he sipped his beverage.
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Kazuye was enjoying himself, talking with someone closer to his age rather than feeling stiff and foreign around older people that he didnâ??t know at all. And this girl was interesting, though there were times he though her personality seemed a bit fake, her bell-like laughter seemed hollow and forced; but what was he, a total stranger from up to a minute ago, had to say about that? And the fact she seemed to be drawn to his face, as if searching for something there, left the blond Japanese a bit uncomfortable, but the fact was easily overlooked, the girl, to say the least, was gorgeous, a lovely body, full of soft curves and her emerald eyes were large against her face, almost like a porcelain doll, and her hair glowed under the light faintly, reminding Kazuye of autumnâ?¦Or of fire. But still, a part of the fact that she would make a good friend, the blond felt nothing else towards her. Hmn. Maybe he was still shaken up from thatâ?¦event that happened not so long ago? No, he never really felt anything for the girls that he had classes with, his friendsâ?¦Nothing but a fondness for them that surely wasnâ??t dating material. But still, he could just relax, the blond opting to just relax and enjoy the evening.

His head jolted up slightly, eyebrows slightly raised in confusion; it was Sinclair, and a girl that looked remarkably like the one that he had been talking to, siblings? Possibly. Genevieve, what a long name. Kazuye didnâ??t exactly inquire how Sinclair knew Genevieve, perhaps they already meet at another party before, hosted by either of their parents or someone else. Needless to say, the question would have been pointless, so was the question about if the two redheads were sisters. Feeling suddenly like a fourth wheel, Kazuye shot a glance at his brother, heart thumping in his chest, and swallowing to try and calm his nerves. The one? What one? The younger blond looked from Genevieve to his brother, to the lady, though his eye squinted, was one of her cheeks slightly redder than the otherâ?¦? Maybe, but it looked a bit dulled, the makeup hiding most of the colour underneath powder, maybe he was imagining thingsâ?¦
But it also seemed everyone knew what they were talking about, except Kazuye, who was left in the dark, though it thought it seem wise not to intrude on the topic. He settled for gazing at his brother, a look that was both curious and slightly wary; he might have bounced back mostly, but there was a faint hint of an animal that had been beaten and was suspicious for another. His attention was diverted to the female clinging to his brotherâ??s arm, nodding his head at the same time Sinclair spoke up; though the next gaze he shot at his brother was a bit of confusion, didnâ??t he say that they werenâ??t related before?
Ughâ?¦ Confusing!
Or mind fuck, whichever one you would prefer, Kazuye swallowed, silent still before taking the glass, a soft thank you coming from his lips, before taking a small sip of the wine. At the question, a small smile on his face, cheerful and bright, â??Yes, Genevieve has lots of things to talk about; sheâ??s a very interesting person to have a conversation with.â? The redhead laughed, â??Sinclair, how come you never told us you had a brother? Is he like you?â? Though there seemed to be a duel meaning behind her words that Kazuye didnâ??t catch, a faint flickering of fear in her emerald gaze as she looked upon Sinclair, and her sister.
 
Yupâ?¦they met alright. Had a fun night as well. Well he did anyway. It seemed she didnâ??t like being told what to do. He wondered why his father was always introducing him to spoiled daddyâ??s girls who couldnâ??t take a simple command. Perhaps he did it on purpose. Perhaps it was part of some elaborate plan to get him to discipline these girlsâ?¦as for some reason he was good with such things. â??Yeah I knowâ?¦Sheâ??s a talkerâ?¦never knows when to keep that cute little mouth of hers shutâ?¦â? he said with a smile, his words obviously meaning something other than what he let off. â??Who Kazuye? Oh yes, heâ??s so much like me I can hardly stand it sometimes. Some people think we are twins, causeâ?? we sometimes finish each otherâ??s sentences and what notâ?¦Sometimes I think my kid brother reads my mindâ?¦heâ??s so creepy when he wants to beâ?¦â? he said with a grin as he stepped forward placing a warm hand upon the younger maleâ??s cheek. â??No worries thoughâ?¦heâ??s off limits anywayâ?¦â? He said stepping between Kazuye and Genevieve, wrapping his arm around the younger maleâ??s shoulder. â??Daddy thinks heâ??s too young to wed. Doesnâ??t want him going off with some bimbo and letting them walk over him you knowâ?¦â?

With a smile, he playfully roughed up the younger maleâ??s hair to further sell that they were brothers. â??Oh really? He doesnâ??t seem much like you at allâ?¦.For instance he actually listens when I talkâ?¦He seems so much more gentler than you are.â? Genevieve commented with a grin. â??Really? Thatâ??s just his way of putting on the charm for the ladies.â? He said as he pointed to his slightly reddened bottom lip. â??Did he do that?â? Delenore asked. â??Yeahâ?¦I was a little surprised but well, he does take after me you knowâ?¦â? he added laughing softly. â??There you are Sinclair, Delenore. â?? Mr. Halloway said as he approached the group of four with the girlsâ?? father. â??Yes father?â? he questioned looking at the elder men, as he left Kazuyeâ??s side to stand by the busty redhead. He wrapped his arm around the womanâ??s waist pulling her close to him. â??So, you two getting along?â? his father asked. â??Sheâ??s such a doll fatherâ?¦why didnâ??t you introduce us earlierâ?¦â? he said with a grin as he raised his free hand running it along her reddened cheek.

â??Well, after the last wedding we had to call offâ?¦we figured you might need some time to recuperateâ?¦.â? Halloway said with a nod. â??Mmm..yesâ?¦you seemed so heartbroken when she left you at the altarâ?¦â? the redheadsâ?? father spoke as he eyed Genevieve. â??I wasâ?¦.I thought we had something special togetherâ?¦.â? Sinclair said as he looked down. Genevieve frowned as she watched Sinclair play the victim role. It was a shame how both their fathersâ?? ate his story up like cake. She sipped her wine and looked away from them, angry how they tried to blame their failed marriage on her. She couldnâ??t bring herself to marry a monster like Sinclair and she would never apologize for it eitherâ?¦ Especially since she did nothing wrongâ?¦.but in Sinclairâ??s eyes, apparently opposing any idea of his was a fucking crime.

â??But it doesnâ??t matterâ?¦.this woman right hereâ?¦I think itâ??s love at first sight.â? Sinclair said with an embarrassed smile. God he was so good at lying, it was almost disturbing to Genevieve and Delenore. â??Oh really Iâ??m so happy to hear thatâ?¦when shall we start the wedding planning?â? Sinclair smiled. â??Soonâ?¦â? Halloway nodded. â??The sooner the better I always sayâ?¦.â? Sinclairâ??s father said with a smile. â??Your mother will be so happy to hear thisâ?¦â? Delenore smiled at her father nodding a bit. She hoped to god inside that this was all just a sad, sad joke and that Sinclair would speak up sooner or later that he was joking and didnâ??t want to be betrothed to her. â??Can she spend the night?â? Sinclair asked. â??Sureâ?¦more time to get accustomed to each other is a great ideaâ?¦â? the girlsâ?? father said. â??In any case come Genevieve lets deliver the good news to your mother. Itâ??s been a pleasure Sinclair, Hallowayâ?¦â? the man said with a bow as Genevieve sighed. She looked back and smiled at Kazuye before she followed her father. â??Let me show you to the doorâ?¦â? Halloway said as he walked off with the three. Once they were out of sight Delenore pulled away from Sinclair. â??Whatâ??s going on in that twisted mind of yours?â? she questioned. â??What ever do you mean my beloved?â? he asked innocently. â??There is something seriously wrong with youâ?¦â? Delenore said as she stormed off.

â??Women Iâ??ll never understand themâ?¦â? Sinclair said aloud as he looked over to Kazuye. He approached the blond with a warm smile. He took the maleâ??s hand into his and held it up to his lips. Kissing the back of Kazuyeâ??s hand softly Sinclair smiled. â??Iâ??m sorry about earlierâ?¦Could you ever forgive?â? he just couldnâ??t turn off the charm once he'd started.
 
Really? The blond Japanese titled his head slightly to the side, a gesture he hadnâ??t managed to shake when he was curious or confused, blinking brown eyes from the redheaded lady to his brother, raising an eyebrow. Quite an interesting way to phrase somethingâ?¦ At least, but still, he smiled at Genevieve, a soft smile, â??Sheâ??s a good listener too, if thatâ??s what youâ??re referring to.â? If he was, or wasnâ??t, Kazuye most likely wouldnâ??t know. But Sinclair was addressing the pretty redhaired girl, though his words did make the boy furrow his eyebrows, but only slightly distorting his forehead with wrinkles. Twins? They were a year apart, and the younger boy wore his hair long. But they once did finish each otherâ??s sentences, though it was mostly just since they wanted the same thing most of the timeâ?¦ Did he remember? Was he just playing some sort of cruel joke on him? A faint twinge of pain as he adjusted his posture slightly was an agonizing reminder.
A cruel, cruel game.

Since when did Ruiza become so mean? Biting his lip slightly, there was only the briefest hesitant look, before an arm around his shoulder startled him out of his daze, looking at the person who drew him out of his thoughts, watching his other brother swing his arm over his shoulder, a gesture that was as familiar as it was welcomed, though a gnawing sensation in his stomach; he always used to do that, Ruiza, laugh, and swing his arm over his little brother. â??Wed?â? The note in his voice was almost appalled, married at his age? That wasâ?¦Quiteâ?¦Unexpected, though he seemed more upset about the wedding part than getting married to a â??bimboâ?? as his dear older brother called it, â??I can take care of myself just fine.â? A bit of sibling temperament showing throw, a small pout on his face, bristling slightly.
Shaking his head, the small scowl on his face deepened, though it was playful, when Sinclair messed with his hair; shoving back stray strands into a ponytail wasnâ??t exactly convenient. Charm for ladies? He defiantly didnâ??t know where this conversation was going, but one thing Kazuye knew, he was respectful, but not charming; so what on earth was he spewing out? Opening his mouth, his ears burned slightly with shame, the punch he threw at his brother out of fear and anger, it wasnâ??t like he was going to explain why he threw the punch at his older sibling, though his mouth did open; cut off from answering when the appearance of two men, only one which he recognized. He almost missed the warmth from his brotherâ??s half embrace, watching as he took another sip of alcohol, feeling it burn when it went down his throat, as he listened and waited. Blinking, he suddenly felt out of place, hand reaching up to touch his neck, remembering that he had left his headphones back in his room.
Left at the altar? Now thisâ?¦This was new, marriage, already? He blinked, a bit surprised at the news, looking from Genevieve to Sinclair, they were to be wedded? Now thatâ?¦that was a strangeâ?¦thoughtâ?¦ But still, the girl didnâ??t look like she would leave anyone at the altar, at least, she was kind, from what he could tell. Kazuye tensed slightly at the thought, fingers brushing his own lips, remembering how forceful Sinclair had beenâ?¦ Maybeâ?¦

Love at first sightâ?¦ This was so confusing, all this new information, marriedâ?¦ He would never get his brother back, two different worlds that seemed so far apart. Looking down slightly, wedding planning. A soft sigh slipped through his lips, everything was going way too fast, all he wanted to do was sit down and justâ?¦relax, get all the thoughts to stop coming all at once. But still, nowhere to sit or lie down in this room. Taking another swig of the wine, small sips that still stung his throat when it went down; he wasnâ??t used to alcoholâ?¦ Oh well, it was just a little.

And then, it just got worse, twisted mind of yours, beloved, it was almost like watching two actors break from their role, at leastâ?¦only one. The man waved towards the departed girl, a small smile on his face, almost hesitant and shy, though cheerful at the same time. The latter emotion was slightly forced, he probably felt anything but happy, watching the elder sister storm off in a rage.

The warm smile seemed almost poison, eyes narrowing instantly they were alone, taking a step back, twisted, twisted mind, though a hand reached out to take his own. A faint kiss to the back of his hand, blinking twice and a blush, â??Youâ??re supposed to do that to girls.â? There was a sharp emphasis on the final word, though his mind was turning cogs, swallowing, feeling raw like he had drank another swig of wine. Sorry about earlier, forgive what? â??Of course.â? There was a cheerful smile, a bit less forced, but what exactly was he apologizing for?
His hand tensed in the otherâ??s grip, â??Soâ?¦Youâ??re getting married?â?? There was almost a regretful tone in his voice, feeling a bit unsteady from all the news so far, blinking chocolate eyes, hand reaching up to touch his neck once more, it feeling empty without his headphones there. His eyes turned to look where Delenore had vanished into the crowd, before looking at the stairs in an almost wistful expression, he wanted to leave as soon as possible, but was that allowed? â??How much longer until the party is over?â? He withdrew his hand, before fixing Sinclair with almost a calculating stareâ?¦ The girlâ??s outburst almost making something inside him want to flow over, wishing for answers, â??I want to know, what game are you playing, Sinclair?â? His voice was quiet, though it was just as accusing as Delenoreâ??s had been, though tone was almost hesitant slightly. â??You said you werenâ??t my brother, but you said you were to them.â? A faint gesture with his free hand, â??And what you didâ?¦â? His voice faltered slightly, and anger flickered upwards, â??Ruiza. I want my brother back, but what do you want of me?â?
 
He was just as sick of the scene as Kazuye was. He'd honestly rather be upstairs in his room fooling around with the blonde and enjoying himself, but instead he had to put on a front for his dad. Stupid company.. No, stupid people who couldn't just base the man off of him rather than his kid. What did it matter if Sinclair wasn't married or not? Honestly, him being married wouldn't have any effect on Halloway's company...at all. But apparently the people who supported it did. Whatever... "Yeah...I'm getting married." he said with a chuckle. "But perhaps like her sister I'll be lucky enough to have her leave me at the alter as well. Marriage really wouldn't be for me... I'm not a one woman man." he said jokingly chuckling softly to himself. â??I want to know, what game are you playing, Sinclair?â? Sinclair raised his shoulders, shrugging nonchalantly. "I'm not playing any games Kazuye...well not with you anyway." he said with smirk. He took a step closer to the male. Taking both of Kazuye's hands into is and smiled a bit. "Come now. I thought we already established what my name was... And I did kinda apologize for what I did earlier and...I already told you what you are here for Kazuye..." he spoke as he held the teen's hands in his pulling him toward the main stairwell.

He led his "brother" up the stairs to where it was a bit more quiet, the constant chatting of the crowds of people below fading as they walked down the hall. "You looked like you wanted to get away from the crowd Kazu..." he said as he led the other back to his room. "Heh, saw you touching your neck a couple times..." Sinclair said as he opened the door leading Kazuye inside by his hands before shutting the door behind them. "I thought I might have hurt you or something..." he began as he reached for the blonde running his fingers along his soft skin. "But then I realized you weren't rubbing the part I grabbed...and that you sort of looked incomplete." he moved away from Kazuye and across the room and over to his bed. Sitting on the edge he reached down under the bed a bit and retrieved a pair of headphones. "Must be yours love." Sinclair said as he held the earphones out to him. He then placed them onto the bed, stretching a little. "Come here Kazu..." he said with a small smirk. Kazu...a nickname. It actually kind of just slipped out, the first time. A mere slip of the tongue. But hell it was cute...well he thought it was anyhow.

"I want to apologize a little more formally for what I did earlier...I mean I think I was just a bit out of hand. Especially since all I want to do is win you over and not scare you away." the male said as he rose from the bed walking over to Kazuye. "I mean... well I want to keep you around...not chase you away like I've done Genevieve and well like I'm going to do Delenore. I don't want to get married, and she doesn't either. Plus...I heard that tone in your voice when you heard the word marriage and me in the same sentence." he said with a soft laugh. "You sounded as if you objected the absurd idea as well..." Sinclair continued as he got up from the bed and approached the male. He placed his hands upon Kazuye's hips and pulled him closer, closing the gap between them. "Let me show you the gentle side of me...Kazu..." he spoke as he leaned closer planting a soft kiss upon the male's lips. He snaked his hand up to Kazuye's hair slowly and gently taking out the rubber bands pulling back his blonde hair. He watched as the thin strands fell slowly, gracefully, shining just right under the light of his room. "I know you probably won't believe I'm anything but gentle but--" he paused with a smile. "In fact no...you do believe I am something other than a spoiled bastard who's inconsiderate of people's feelings...so just allow me to show you I'm not always like that..." he whispered into Kazuye's ear his slender fingers gently massaging the male's hair.
 
It didnâ??t help when Sinclair confirmed that he, indeed, was getting married. Married! His head spun, he couldnâ??t imagine being engaged to someone at this age, much less married! Kazuye blinked, chocolate brown eyes narrowed slightly, though he did raise an eyebrow. Was he alluding to the fact he would sleep with numerous of woman, that one wouldnâ??t satisfy him? Was Sinclair toying with him, taking away his innocence like that? Bitter anger, though infused with confusion, who was this person that wore his brotherâ??s skin? This was his brotherâ?¦Yet it wasnâ??t at the same time. His brother would never say such things. And then the Japanese had to go sayâ?¦say that he wasnâ??t playing games. His mind churning, Kazuye could only keep his eyes on the man in front of him, body suddenly frozen when the other advanced; he wanted to keep his distance, after what happened beforeâ?¦! Swallowing, the hands that encased his own were warm, so gentle and kindâ?¦ But he was repeating himself, stating what he already knew.

And all the blond Japanese could do was follow when he was pulled away from the party, up the stairs where the noise dimmed and faded. He could finally relax, but there was a strange nagging that he shouldnâ??t. Being alone with Sinclair, the latter did have painful thorns behind the charming exterior. â??-Kazuâ?¦â?? Kazuye flinched slightly, eyes downcast; that was what he used to call him, his dear, beloved brother before he vanishedâ?¦ But it was true, he did want to get away from the stifling atmosphere, feeling like hidden eyes were sizing him up, measuring his worth even before people knew him. But the teen allowed himself to be dragged into hisâ??s room, looking at the ground, a lump forming in his throat as he continued to talk. A shiver ran through his form as fingers reached out to brush his neck, a faint caress that made goose bumps rise up where skin touched skin. Frozen, body tensed though he told himself to relax, before looking up, blinking at the warn headphones that he cherished.

â??Come here, Kazu.â??

Legs brought him, tugging him to walk towards the bed, that aliasâ?¦! His brother calling to him, cheerful and mischievous at times, that was his brotherâ??s nickname for himâ?¦! Sinclairâ?¦ His breath caught in his throat, stopping short of the bed, a few steps away. Apologizeâ?¦? Heâ?¦didnâ??t seem to regret what he was doing at the time, his steps still strained when an occasional flicker of pain shot up his spine. And just a bit out of hand? It was like being rapedâ?¦was nothing more than an accidental shove. Butâ?¦was it rapeâ?¦? Heâ?¦liked itâ?¦? Face flushing, no, he couldnâ??t, this was his brotherâ?¦! â??Hnnâ?¦â? A soft sound, to show he was listening, but nothing more, though suddenly, the man was in front of him. No, donâ??t get married, I just found you again, a marriageâ?¦ Would be shocking enoughâ?¦ Absurdâ?¦ That was bit of an understatement. A soft squeak, hands on his hips and tugging him towards the man, looking up slightly with wide brown eyes. Gentle sideâ?¦? Panic rose in his chest, though his stomach and heart flopped when a soft brush of lips, a small incline of head as if to try and keep their lips connected, a hand playing with his hair.

What was he doing? But when golden locks tickled the back of his neck, eh? Blinking in confusion, he was so gentleâ?¦so kindâ?¦the big brother he rememberedâ?¦ His mouth opened, about to agree, butâ?¦ Prove it, please. Tell me that you havenâ??t changed so much all these yearsâ?¦ And the younger man almost seemed to melt, hands rubbing his skull in all the right ways. â??Prove it then.â? His voice sounded hoarse, strange to his ears, hands reaching up to be placed on the manâ??s chest, a faint resistance, but a barrier, would shove him away if he did anything funny. â??Prove that you arenâ??t what everyone thinks.â? Though something in his eyes flashed, and he pulled away, clenching his teeth, wrapping his arms around himself, â??I canâ??tâ?¦We canâ??tâ?¦â? Bile rose in his throat, even if Sinclair wouldnâ??t acknowledge him as his brother, this still wasnâ??t right! Wasnâ??tâ?¦rightâ?¦ Butâ?¦He would give anything for him to remember. Anything.

If his body was the priceâ?¦ But it was wrongâ?¦wrong that he liked it? No, he couldnâ??t! But his body was already shaking slightly from the whispered words that Sinclair cooed into his ears.
 
Rapeâ?¦. What could Sinclair say? Curiosity got the best of him? Heâ??d never had anyone resist sex with him before. Anyone he wanted melted at his every desireâ?¦. So it was weird for Kazuye to resist him like so. Especially since wellâ?¦he was supposed to be his little playmate and all. He supposed perhaps it was a little role the other was playingâ?¦ Youâ??knowâ?¦.the cute little victim roleâ?¦ The damsel in distressâ?¦ He couldnâ??t help but allow his inner instinct to take a hold of himâ?¦.experienceâ?¦a role he had never taken part in before. And he must admitâ?¦it was quite fun... However, there was something deep inside of him. Pricking at his very beingâ?¦urging him to make peace with Kazuyeâ?¦.telling him it wasnâ??t a game and the blonde wasnâ??t pretending. Of course during the actâ?¦.he wouldnâ??t have even considered the thought that Kazuye wasnâ??t playing around. Ecstasyâ?¦. It was something he could never resistâ?¦and once it pulled him into its depthsâ?¦.there was no pulling him out until he whatever desires he had were satiated.

Sinclair watched as Kazuye melted under his searing touchâ?¦.believing every word his â??brotherâ?? spoke to him. He wasâ?¦absolutely adorable. God he just wanted toâ??â??Prove it.â? A small grin touched his lips as he listened to the blonde Asian. Did he really just say that? It almost seemed to be impossible until Kazuye insisted upon the idea again. Thatâ??s all he neededâ?¦ He went to lay the other gently upon the bed, to prove himself until that sudden change of expression left him frozen. â??You canâ??t? Whatâ??s the matter?â? he questioned as he reached out placing a warm hand upon the maleâ??s cheek. â??Donâ??t worryâ?¦ I promiseâ?¦.Iâ??ll be as I said.â? Sinclair said as he removed his hand from the blondeâ??s cheek, and let it rest upon his warm back. He swooped his other arm under Kazuyeâ??s legs and lifted him from the floor, holding him securely in his arms. â??Just relax Kazuâ?¦.â? He whispered to the other, placing him upon the large bed gently.

Sinclair placed himself between Kazuyeâ??s thighs. He leaned closer, eyes fluttering shut as he placed a gentle kiss upon the maleâ??s lips. The pads of his fingers gently caressed the boyâ??s hips, before traveling up to his shirt. He unbuttoned it slowly, breaking the kiss to kiss the blondeâ??s neck tenderly. Once the shirt was undone, he spread it, revealing Kazuyeâ??s naked chest to him. He kissed from the neck down to Kazuyeâ??s collar boneâ?¦and further down. His tongue darted out slowly landing on the maleâ??s slightly salty skin trailing down to his right nipple. His lips parted wider to cup the tender nipple. Taking it into his mouth he sucked gently, his fingers caressing the teenâ??s waist before trailing lower. Undoing Kazuyeâ??s pants, he dipped his right hand into them. Softly, he began to grope and caress the other through his underpants. It felt strangeâ?¦ It felt weirdâ?¦.it felt weird to try and be soâ?¦considerate of another. It had been quite a long time since he had to think of someone elseâ??s feelings but his own. Especially one that was supposed to be considered just another servant around the mansion. However, Sinclair tried to toss such a though aside as he teased Kazuyeâ??s hardened nipple with the tip of his tongue.

The longer he let his other self surfaceâ?¦.the more he got used to it. Somehow it almost brought as much pleasure to him asâ?¦.tearing apart oneâ??s dignity and self worth would have. It actually felt naturalâ?¦. He didnâ??t have to convince himself it was okayâ?¦.to continue on. â??Tell me Kazuâ?¦.â? He began as he raised his free hand to cup the otherâ??s cheek. â??How do you feel now? Am Iâ?¦.being gentle enough?â? he questioned before he switched his mouth to Kazuyeâ??s other nipple. Taking it into his mouth Sinclair sucked and nipped at hit softly making it harden before he started to roll his tongue around it slowlyâ?¦.
 
Kindness. Was it that hard to believe that Ruiza was capable of it? Maybeâ?¦Ruiza was, butâ?¦Sinclair? They were one and the same, but still, he couldnâ??t believe his brother would leave a trail of broken hearts and wounds like thatâ?¦ Until he had experienced it first hand, the blistering pain as the other forced himself onto him, confusion, agony, please just stop! He loved his brother; he had never seen him treat anyone with that much carelessness in their younger years; could he have changed so much? But it had been suchâ?¦such a long timeâ?¦since they had last seen each other, before his older brother just vanished off the face of the earthâ?¦ But here he was, calling himself Sinclairâ?¦ The terrifying memory of not even a day ago ringing fresh in his mind.
Kazuyeâ??s mind quickly rang alarm bells; he shouldnâ??t be so close, still terrified of repeating what happened, a twisted wish, please, please happen again, love me, even in this way. Use me as you will, just stay with me. But bile rose up at the thought, before shoving it away, shaking his head silently, though he froze, and the hand touching his cheek in a careful gesture. Promise? A sharp exhale of a breath that he didnâ??t even remember he was holding, feeling slightly restless, but calm now. Though an unmanly yelp escaped him, quickly clinging to his only sturdy thing at the moment, which had to be Sinclair. He wasnâ??t a princess, or a bride, he need not be carried like one! Relax?! A faint cross look on his face, but he allowed himself to be placed on the bed, brown eyes staring into the otherâ?? maleâ??s, following his progress with a wary look.
Just relaxâ?¦right?
But that just went right out the window, Sinclair leaning forward, the male leaning forward for a kiss, Kazuyeâ??s eyes scrunched up tight as the faint brush of lips, kind, unlike the bruising force before. Relaxing, his tense shoulders now lax against the bed, whimpering slightly at the faint feeling, panic rising once more when he felt fingers toy with what held his shirt together, though it was rudely shoved out of his head, the feeling of soft lips against his neck made Kazyue gasp softly, a faint flush on his face, feeling slightly exposed, even if it was only his shirt. A trail of soft kisses, a sharp gasp when lips moved to enclose a pert nub of flesh, fingers curling around the sheets, bunching it up, teasing fingers that made itâ??s way lower. For a moment, the Japanese youth wondered where that hand was going, another cry as it began to fondle him, half lidded brown eyes, the package within the otherâ??s grip slowly getting harder at the treatment. Gentleâ?¦Like he saidâ?¦
But it felt so strangeâ?¦
A shuddering gasp, a wet organ coming out to play, and he couldnâ??t keep his body still now. â??Ahâ?¦Ahâ?¦â? Soft puffs of hot air, that felt nice. A sharp whimper, hips jerking up slightly, blinking slightly cross-eyed at the man above him, chocolate eyes dark, though he responded to his name, face a faint blush. â??Myu...â? A soft sound, but he never got to answer the question, as the mouth switched nipples, rolling the hardened nub with his tongue. â??Kyuâ?¦!â? His toes curled, â??P-pleaseâ?¦â? His voice broke in a slight squeak, biting his lip. This was nice, this gentlenessâ?¦ So very different from the rough treatment from beforeâ?¦ â??Ruizaâ?¦â? The name slipped from his lips, a soft breath, a sigh.
 
He was getting a much different reaction from the teen than earlier. His expressions were that of pleasure and not mixed with pain and angst. He was even more beautiful like this than squirming and crying for help beneath his touch. The imageâ?¦.fueled him. He wanted nothing now but to make the other feel pure pleasure. He took the otherâ??s movements as a â??yesâ?? to his question and didnâ??t bother to ask him againâ?¦no matter how much he wanted to take advantage of Kazuyeâ??s relaxed state and turn into one that wasnâ??t. His teeth gently clamped down upon Kazuyeâ??s nipple as he continued to toy with his hardening member. Once it hardened completely he retracted his hand. Pulling back he trailed his tongue down the center of Kazuyeâ??s stomach as he hands started to remove the maleâ??s shoes.

Once they were gone he turned his attention to the pants. Taking both his hands again, Sinclair grabbed at the blondeâ??s pants and underpants and began to remove them. Once they were down to Kazuyeâ??s thighs, Sinclair trailed his tongue lower. Once the slick muscle grazed Kazuâ??s soft hair he removed the rest of his pants before he suddenly took the maleâ??s shaft into his mouth. He sucked softly, his tongue rolling around the hardened member. He his right hand slid up the middle of the blondeâ??s torso, rubbing at his chest. He went back to teasing the otherâ??s soft nipples as his mouth worked at the teenâ??s cock. He grasped the hardened member with his left hand, stroking now, as he pulled back to allow his tongue to tease the tip. He rolled his tongue over the slit a couple of time before he went down again.

He stopped stroking to allow his hand to drop down to Kazuyeâ??s sac. He cupped them within a gentle hand, groping them softly to increase the pleasure. He always enjoyed it when a girl played with his, he was just curious to see if Kazuye would be in favor of the same thing. He gazed up at the other, his eyes roaming Kazuâ??s body as he watched every movement, and emotion that he made. He pulled back once more trailing his right hand back down to the blondeâ??s crotch to stroke a bit, while he once more teased the tip of Kazuyeâ??s member with his tongue. No longer did it feel strange. The moansâ?¦.the movements his â??brotherâ?? made, made him smile insideâ?¦.he didnâ??t know why butâ?¦.it felt really goodâ?¦.like a gap in him was slowly being filled by making the other shudder and gasp with ecstasy.

The simple action of making Kazuye feel goodâ?¦.actually made him feel good. He smiled a bit, as he opened his mouth, his grip around the blondeâ??s member tightening just a bit as he started to stroke faster. Sinclair kept his mouth focused upon the head of Kazuâ??s cock as he liked it when girlsâ?? would do that to him. His tongue rolled around the sensitive tip, as his hand stroked faster, and the other continued to grope and massage the blondeâ??s sac.
 
It felt so much different than their little play time awhile ago, Kazuye didnâ??t need to try and find the sparks of pleasure that were drifting amongst the pain; now, he was more or less drowning in it, his gasps ragged, eyes half shut, mewling in the gentle touches. In a way, it was frightening, the sensations foreign and there was so muchâ?¦ But it felt so goodâ?¦ If this is the reason why everyone seemed to like sex so much, than the Japanese blond could understand completely. â??Kyuâ?¦â? Just keep breathing, but it was quiteâ?¦ hard, a sharp gasp forced what little oxygen he had in his lungs as teeth nipped on the bud, talented hands working on his shaft. Ahâ?¦Ahâ?¦ Shivering, the teen could only lay there, twisting the sheets between his fingers.

But the moment hands grabbed his pants, reaching out to pull them down, a flicker of panic rose up, as the fabric slid lower and closer, body tensing, being undressed by Sinclair brought back hazy memories, but the moment the tongue moved lower, Kazuye panicked slightly. â??W-what-?â?? Spluttering out something, eyes rolled into his head, a low groan as the tongue moved out to lick. The feeling was incredible, and his head hit the bed sheets again, fingers lacing themselves into Sinclairâ??s hair. â??Ahâ?¦!â? Hissing through gritted teeth, a sudden pressure around the head of his cock, legs jerking, as Kazuye tugged at the otherâ??s hair. â??Nynâ?¦â? Mouth parted, panting, he didnâ??t pay much attention to his currently undressed state, as his fingers curled to rub against Sinclairâ??s scalp. â??Ahâ?¦Ahâ?¦â? Hazed brown eyes could only watch, the fascinating sight in front of him. â??Haâ?¦haâ?¦ahâ?¦â? Hips jerked slightly, though he didnâ??t want to gag his brother. His brother. The thought came back, this was his brother doing this, his beloved older brother that went missing! But when the hand started to pump, Kazyue fell back into the haze, a writhing body in pleasure.

â??Ha!â? Whimpering at the sensation, feeling them tighten against his body, he felt like he was going to burst, â??P-pleaseâ?¦Ruizaâ?¦â? He gasped out, not sure which name slipped through his lips, â??Sinclairâ?¦â? To him, they were one and the same, pink tongue darting out to wet his lips, before biting the same plush skin. â??Ahâ?¦Ahâ?¦â? Shaking in pleasure, he wasnâ??t going to last much longer, it felt so good. And then it sped up, his cries increasing in volume, forget the party below him, forget if anyone was going to hear himâ?¦ The blond didnâ??t care anymore; all he had on his mind was the building heat inside his body.


â??Iâ??mâ?¦Gonnaâ?¦â? He gasped, body tensing, before crying out, spurting his cum as he came, feeling light headed from the feeling. Finally realising what he had done, Kaxuye flushed red, â??Sorry!â? His voice squeaked, swallowing, still a bit dizzy. â??W-whatâ?¦what about you?â?
 
Sinclair smiled mentally as he watched and listened. So farâ?¦Kazuye had the best reactions. The way he squirmed upon the bed and the cute little moans he couldnâ??t help but singâ?¦..it was all so amazing to him. Neverâ?¦had he actually seen a reaction quite like hisâ?¦.was this, was this how it was supposed to be done? Sinclair was somewhatâ?¦.confused with the sight before him. Perhaps pain wasnâ??t needed, to experience the ultimate pleasureâ??after all. Or, he was thinking too much at the moment. He was supposed to be focusing on Kazuyeâ?¦and not drifting off. He switched his attention back to the male before him, writhing in absolute bliss beneath him. Beautifulâ?¦.so beautiful.

Sinclair continued his pace even as the other started to thrust his hips. At the moment it was all about the blonde. He didnâ??t want to put off the otherâ??s thrusting by slowing down or stopping, he wanted to allow Kazuye to ride out the pleasure for as much as he desired. Sinclair shuddered at the feeling of the otherâ??s fingerâ??s rubbing against his scalp, once again pulling his silken hair. The sensation made his cock throb excitedly, and him moan deeply in his throat just as Kazuye started to call his name. He continued to work his mouth and hands, the feeling of Kazuâ??s body shaking beneath him and the volume rising in his voice told him he was close to climaxing. Sinclair didnâ??t stop when the other informed him he was about to cum; he just continued onâ?¦.dark brown eyes gazed up at the other intentlyâ?¦waiting for that moment. It didnâ??t take much longer, and then his mouth was filling with Kazuyeâ??s seed. â??Bitterâ?¦sweetâ?¦.â? The brunette thought as he allowed Kazuâ??s warmth to slide back on his tongue and inevitably down his throat.

Ruiza, as Kazuye insisted on calling him, pulled back as the blonde apologized licking over his slick lips. He positioned himself back between Kazuyeâ??s warm thighs, his hands slowly caressing the Japaneseâ??s hips. â??What about me?â? he repeated to himself, looking down at the bulge pressing against his pants. â??Iâ??ll leave that up to you to decideâ?¦ You can give me head, we could have sex againâ?¦.or we can just simply lay her togetherâ?¦.â? He said with a warm smile. Itâ??s not like heâ??d never went without satiating his arousal beforeâ?¦. Okay soâ?¦thatâ??s not trueâ?¦ Sinclair would always climax no matter the situation. Heâ??d never had to actually sit with an erection before. However, he was determined to just in case the other opted to cuddle with him. It wasnâ??t like he was going to die without climaxing, and if all else failed heâ??d take a cold showerâ?¦.or perhaps go and work on completely turning off his future bride to the point where once again he would be left at the alter~ He smile a little, leaning in to place a soft kiss upon Kazuyeâ??s forehead.
 
This wasâ?¦forbidden, right? They were blood related, even if Sinclair didnâ??t know, didnâ??t want to admit, Kazuye didnâ??t know, butâ?¦was this wrong? It felt so good. A thin trail of saliva leaked out of the corner of his mouth at the sensations, pink tongue darting out to moisten lips, when he found his brotherâ?¦This wasnâ??t how he imagined it. Yet, he was being so kind now, after having been so cruel before, an entire switch that made him frown on the inside, was he still playingâ?¦? Or did somewhere, under all those barbed wire, his kind, older brother still existed somewhere? Honey hazed eyes, the younger male watched to glazed optics, a prickle of embarrassment under the close stare the older gave him.

Forbidden fruit always tasted the sweetest; it was the downfall of human kind.

And he came, all teary-eyed and voice sweet, the guilt grew; he should have stopped this, pushed him away, would Ruiza hate him when he remembered? But his brother wouldnâ??tâ?¦Wouldâ?¦he? Swallowing the bitter flavour on his tongue, it was easy to let the dark thought fade away.

A soft cry escaped his lips, skin still hyper sensitive even after he came, and the brush of fingers against his skin sent jolts up his spine. â??Kyuâ?¦â? The Japanese blond hissed through gritted teeth, whimpering, before brown eyes opened, still a bit unfocused. His ears turning a bit red, the man furrowed his eyebrows, trying not to hear the pounding of blood in his ears, almost drowning out the options. Almost. Sexâ?¦Headâ?¦Or just cuddle? It felt likeâ?¦he should repay Sinclair for what the just did, even if he was a bit tiredâ?¦ And surely, he would want release? â??Iâ?¦â? The soft kiss against his forehead made his eyes widen, hands releasing the otherâ??s hair to return to the sheets, still trembling slightly.
â??Iâ??ll do what you want.â? He couldnâ??t believe what he was saying, â?If itâ??s sex, fine, if you want me to blow you; thatâ??s fine as well. Though, Iâ??m not goo at e-ether.â? His voice stuttered slightly, though the tone was firm. But he was still a bit sore from before, had there been a sign, saying â??please ruin me?â?? Of all the reactions he was expectingâ?¦ Being thrown down and raped, offering to please his brotherâ?¦ But if he could bring back his brother from the past, piece by piece, offering his virtue and being corrupted from the inside might not be so badâ?¦
 
OH, how obedient the other became with the slight use of kindness. Again, Sinclair couldn't help but point out how smoothly things were going now than before. The sight and actions of the other were simply more pleasing to the brunette now, then they were when he was being an evil prick. But perhaps that was just because all of this was such a different experience from what he was used to. Sooner or later the nice routine, just like everything else in his life, would get quite boring and he would have to revert back to what makes him truly happy.... He smiled a little at Kazuye's words. Whatever he wanted? How bold. He was willing to do whatever he wanted in spite of his sudden fatigue. Usually, Sinclair would hop at the chance to further humiliate someone, especially when they were exhausted, but for some reason he didn't want to.

His suggestions were based purely off what he assumed the smaller male would pick. He assumed he would pick to cuddle....for obvious reasons, even though he actually still wanted something more. But the fact that he was willing to do anything, made Sinclair want to pick an option so unlikely for his character. He brushed a few strand's of Kazuye's hair from his forehead before he settle upon the bed beside him. "In that case...I think I'll choose something that doesn't require too much movement..." he said as he rolled onto his side. He pulled Kazuye close, cuddling him from behind. He nuzzled Kazuye's neck a bit before, settling his head back down onto the bed. Sinclair then, suddenly yawned....hmm...putting on that show at the party must have drained him. A couple of moments ago he felt fine. Shrugging the thought away he closed his eyes.

"I'm assuming that when I wake up you'll still be here right?" he questioned. Waking up alone was never fun. It always felt like someone should be there with him...he didn't know why. Never, as long as Sinclair could remember, had anyone shared a bed with him to make him feel so nostalgic about such. Now, that Kazuye was there however, he could maybe fill that gap in his heart that yearned for someone to gaze upon whenever he would wake from his slumbers. He hugged the younger male closer, the feeling of holding the blonde so calming...familiar even. It didn't take long for Sinclair to fall into a deep sleep. Apparently the party tired him out, more than he could have imagined.
 
It was wonderful that the other was so kind to him now, though there was something prickling at the back of his neck, a nagging feeling that there was more than one way to tug at strings. Swallowing, he tried to convince himself that Sinclair hadnâ??t truly meant the rape; butâ?¦surelyâ?¦ But why had he done it? Calling up the forceful touches, mocking words and the chilling sensation of something forced up where it wasnâ??t supposed to be, Kazeuyeâ??s heart flip flopped. Looking up with chocolate eyes, tiredness fuzzed up his thoughts, making him shake his head slightly, blond hair catching faint light as he did so. Though for a moment, he caught something ugly in the brown-haired manâ??s eyes, though it vanished as soon as it came, and brows furrowed. Whatâ?¦?

As soon as he had said those words a small flicker of doubt, was it good to have said he would have done anything? Maybe, maybe notâ?¦Recalling the force, the afterglow seemed to die, the pain, blood, and the chilling laughter that sent shivers up his spine, biting his puffy lip, Kazuye flinched slightly, startled out of his daze as a hand fell into his line of sight to brush away some locks of gold hair that had fallen in front of his face. Head tilting to the side from his response, was he tired as well? Maybe, as arms wrapped around him, tight and secure, a sharp squeak, though unintentional as something brushed against his neck, devoid of headphones once more.
A yawn seemed almost infectious, and the younger found himself yawning as well, mimicking the movement, eyes fluttering shut for a moment. â??Mnnm? Yaâ?¦ Iâ??ll be hereâ?¦â? Why wouldnâ??t he be? He might not even wake when Sinclair was up, though it seemed rather odd that they were sharing a bed, but after what had happenedâ?¦ A faint burn to his cheeks, a tingling on his ears, but it was like old times, old, old times, when they were little, they would share a bed, and this was just like before. No need to get worked up. Waking up from a nightmare, trembling, it was good to know someoneâ??s warm body was pressed against yours, you werenâ??t alone on the darkest of nights. A sigh, it feltâ?¦rightâ?¦ Though, Kazuye was hesitant to return the gesture, wrapping his arms around him, inhaling the scent of the other, before dozing off to follow his brother into dreamland.

Still, his dreams were not all gentle, a mis-mash of strange memories, colour with no shades and sounds and scents that seemed to come and go as they passed. Panic, deep and rising woke up once in the middle of the night, breathing heavily, tensed and shocked to feel someone pressed against him, before relaxing that it was just Sinclair, and falling back to sleep. This occurred several times over the night, but when he woke in the morning, he had forgotten all about the pictures that slipped away easier than water.
Morning came too early for him, as he woke, still dazy from his sleep, trapped in someoneâ??s embrace which he immediately identified as Sinclair. Trying to get up, couldnâ??t, he sighed, â??Sinclairâ?¦â? His breath whispered into the otherâ??s ear, tickling strands of stray hair. â??Sinclair, wake upâ?¦â?
 
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