To Dream a Forbidden Dream
Part 5
 
 
“My name...you said...my name...”
 
“K-Kale?”  What’s wrong with him?  Of course I said
his name, he’s my brother.
“No...not that one.”  His soft breath is hot against
my lips...he’s too close, too close...but, I don’t
want him to pull away.  “The other one...the other
one...say my name...Seiji.”  I gasp.
 
How does he know that name?
 
“Please...please say my name.  I need to hear my
name...” he cups my face, his hands rough and callused
from kendo, “from your lips.”  He brushes our lips
together, the touch only feather light but more than
enough to make me tremble.
“...Anubis...”
“Seiji...” Then his arms are around me, his hard body
pressing into mine.  My hands cling to the back of his
shirt as he steals my breath.  He tastes sharply of
winter and moonlight.
As his hips settle between my thighs, I can’t help but
think this feels so right.
 
But...he’s my brother.
 
 
 
 
This came to me between 6 and 7pm while at karate.
Don’t you love random moments of inspiration?
 
>^_^<
MEOW!