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Contains: Porn, either incest or really elaborate masturbation
Lacks: Plot, Shame
Ambarussa woke with a start, the soft glow of Telperion and starlight still the only illumination coming in through the window. Ordinarily the soft silver light and the warm weight of his twin brother at his back were a comfort when he woke in the middle of the night, and he would quickly return to sleep. This night, though, his dreams had been strange, confused, hot and frantic, and now though he was awake his body still trembled with painful arousal. He curled in on himself, breathing slowly and deeply, trying to calm himself. It wasn’t the first time this had happened, but it had never felt so strong before. Behind him his twin shifted, brushing against his bare back, sighing softly. His twin’s voice was rough and thick with sleep, Ambarussa bit his lip hard. “Hrmmm...’Russa...?”
Ambarussa took a shaky breath, trying to steady his voice, and failing. “Go back to sleep.”
The other shifted again, propping himself up on an elbow and resting a warm hand on Ambarussa’s shoulder. “What is it?”
His skin shivered, not unpleasantly. “Nothing,” he said, voice more strained as he repeated himself. “Go back to sleep.”
His twin sighed but started to settle, this time close against Ambarussa’s back, the hand on his shoulder shifting to drape over him. A small sound escaped Ambarussa as his twin’s hand brushed his chest, and his twin stilled for a moment against him. “Oh,” he said, and Ambarussa squeezed his eyes closed. After a moment the other shifted again, chest pressed to Ambarussa’s back, skin to skin, as the hand slid slowly over Ambarussa’s chest and down to his stomach. A small, desperate sound escaped through Ambarussa’s teeth and he felt his twin smile against his shoulder. “Shhh, relax,” he said. “Let me help.”
He waited only long enough for Ambarussa’s short, tense nod before sliding his hand further down, lingering for a moment at the waist of the loose sleeping pants before dipping under. Ambarussa hissed through his teeth at the first almost hesitant touch of fingertips on sensitive flesh, and his head fell back onto his twin’s shoulder with a quiet cry as the hand wrapped around him and gave a leisurely stroke.
“Shhh,” his twin reminded, and he bit down on his lip to silence the sound that wanted to escape as he lay between the warm chest behind him and the torturously slow hand on his cock. His hips twitched forward without conscious direction and he felt a smile press against his shoulder his twin’s free hand slid around his waist, pulling him slightly closer. The movement was enough for Ambarussa to feel something press against the back of his thigh. He shifted his leg back slightly and felt his twin twitch against him, he smiled a little as he turned, pushing at the other with his shoulder so that he could roll onto his back and see his brother. There was a feverish light in the other’s eyes and a matching tent in his lose pants. His twin shifted to hover over him and they stared at each other, strangely hesitant now that they were face to face. Finally his hands strayed to Ambarussa’s hips, tugging at his pants at first lightly, then with insistence as Ambarussa arched up off the bed to let them slide free. His twin sucked in a sharp breath at the sight and shifted to tear his off in turn.
Naked, they faced each other, eyes wide, faces a breath apart. Ambarussa’s hand moved up to rest on his twin’s leg, his twin’s brushing against the seam between his hip and thigh. A moment later the distance between them closed and their mouths came together, hot and wet and rough as their hands wrapped around each other. They moaned in unison into each other’s mouths, hips bucking, hands stroking and grasping and drawing long welts down backs and sides with blunt nails. A nail scraped roughly over Ambarussa’s nipple and his back arched, groaning in pleasure as his eyes closed and his head fell back. His twin’s mouth took immediate advantage of his exposed neck, sucking and scraping with his teeth, drawing another full-body shudder from him. Ambarussa’s hands closed on his twin’s hips and pulled them down, grinding up against him with desperate force. He hissed in approval, pushing a leg between his brother’s thighs as he thrust back. They sought each other’s mouths again, tongues twining and teeth clashing as they strained against each other. Neither lasted long after that, one following his brother over the edge by barely a heartbeat.
They lay together in stunned silence for a time after that, arms, legs and hair entwined as if never to be parted. Finally the silence was broken by a sound muffled against a twin’s shoulder, sounding suspiciously like a giggle. A moment later they were both laughing, making no move to untangle themselves from each other. They kissed again, once the laughter had subsided, this time slowly and languorously as they adjusted themselves to be more comfortable, their heads resting on one pillow, bodies still entwined. “Can you sleep, now?”
“I think so.” He smiled sleepily, barely noticing as his twin’s arm reached past him. He did notice when his twin dropped the spare pillow on Ambarussa’s head.
“Good. Go to sleep.” They were silent for a moment before dissolving into giggles again. As the laughter sleepily faded they settled, forehead to forehead, slowly and comfortably drifting back into dreams.
Contains: Porn, either incest or really elaborate masturbation
Lacks: Plot, Shame
Ambarussa woke with a start, the soft glow of Telperion and starlight still the only illumination coming in through the window. Ordinarily the soft silver light and the warm weight of his twin brother at his back were a comfort when he woke in the middle of the night, and he would quickly return to sleep. This night, though, his dreams had been strange, confused, hot and frantic, and now though he was awake his body still trembled with painful arousal. He curled in on himself, breathing slowly and deeply, trying to calm himself. It wasn’t the first time this had happened, but it had never felt so strong before. Behind him his twin shifted, brushing against his bare back, sighing softly. His twin’s voice was rough and thick with sleep, Ambarussa bit his lip hard. “Hrmmm...’Russa...?”
Ambarussa took a shaky breath, trying to steady his voice, and failing. “Go back to sleep.”
The other shifted again, propping himself up on an elbow and resting a warm hand on Ambarussa’s shoulder. “What is it?”
His skin shivered, not unpleasantly. “Nothing,” he said, voice more strained as he repeated himself. “Go back to sleep.”
His twin sighed but started to settle, this time close against Ambarussa’s back, the hand on his shoulder shifting to drape over him. A small sound escaped Ambarussa as his twin’s hand brushed his chest, and his twin stilled for a moment against him. “Oh,” he said, and Ambarussa squeezed his eyes closed. After a moment the other shifted again, chest pressed to Ambarussa’s back, skin to skin, as the hand slid slowly over Ambarussa’s chest and down to his stomach. A small, desperate sound escaped through Ambarussa’s teeth and he felt his twin smile against his shoulder. “Shhh, relax,” he said. “Let me help.”
He waited only long enough for Ambarussa’s short, tense nod before sliding his hand further down, lingering for a moment at the waist of the loose sleeping pants before dipping under. Ambarussa hissed through his teeth at the first almost hesitant touch of fingertips on sensitive flesh, and his head fell back onto his twin’s shoulder with a quiet cry as the hand wrapped around him and gave a leisurely stroke.
“Shhh,” his twin reminded, and he bit down on his lip to silence the sound that wanted to escape as he lay between the warm chest behind him and the torturously slow hand on his cock. His hips twitched forward without conscious direction and he felt a smile press against his shoulder his twin’s free hand slid around his waist, pulling him slightly closer. The movement was enough for Ambarussa to feel something press against the back of his thigh. He shifted his leg back slightly and felt his twin twitch against him, he smiled a little as he turned, pushing at the other with his shoulder so that he could roll onto his back and see his brother. There was a feverish light in the other’s eyes and a matching tent in his lose pants. His twin shifted to hover over him and they stared at each other, strangely hesitant now that they were face to face. Finally his hands strayed to Ambarussa’s hips, tugging at his pants at first lightly, then with insistence as Ambarussa arched up off the bed to let them slide free. His twin sucked in a sharp breath at the sight and shifted to tear his off in turn.
Naked, they faced each other, eyes wide, faces a breath apart. Ambarussa’s hand moved up to rest on his twin’s leg, his twin’s brushing against the seam between his hip and thigh. A moment later the distance between them closed and their mouths came together, hot and wet and rough as their hands wrapped around each other. They moaned in unison into each other’s mouths, hips bucking, hands stroking and grasping and drawing long welts down backs and sides with blunt nails. A nail scraped roughly over Ambarussa’s nipple and his back arched, groaning in pleasure as his eyes closed and his head fell back. His twin’s mouth took immediate advantage of his exposed neck, sucking and scraping with his teeth, drawing another full-body shudder from him. Ambarussa’s hands closed on his twin’s hips and pulled them down, grinding up against him with desperate force. He hissed in approval, pushing a leg between his brother’s thighs as he thrust back. They sought each other’s mouths again, tongues twining and teeth clashing as they strained against each other. Neither lasted long after that, one following his brother over the edge by barely a heartbeat.
They lay together in stunned silence for a time after that, arms, legs and hair entwined as if never to be parted. Finally the silence was broken by a sound muffled against a twin’s shoulder, sounding suspiciously like a giggle. A moment later they were both laughing, making no move to untangle themselves from each other. They kissed again, once the laughter had subsided, this time slowly and languorously as they adjusted themselves to be more comfortable, their heads resting on one pillow, bodies still entwined. “Can you sleep, now?”
“I think so.” He smiled sleepily, barely noticing as his twin’s arm reached past him. He did notice when his twin dropped the spare pillow on Ambarussa’s head.
“Good. Go to sleep.” They were silent for a moment before dissolving into giggles again. As the laughter sleepily faded they settled, forehead to forehead, slowly and comfortably drifting back into dreams.