Sorcerer Hunters Fan Fiction ❯ Valentine's Day Glacecest 2005 ❯ Chapter 1
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
~Blowjobs, Baths and Breakfasts~
As far as Carrot was concerned, it was a monday like any other.
Well. As far as his conscious mind went, he wasn't quite in the right frame of mind to really remember that it was even monday; he hadn't got out of bed yet, hadn't even opened his eyes yet, but... the sun was shining down onto his bed, that meant that the curtains had been pulled aside... as he slowly drifted into the world of the living, he let out a slight moan. Then a louder one as something else became obvious.
He blinked his eyes open, then closed them again. That sunlight was far too bright for so early in the morning...! Couldn't somebody shut the curtains again? He wanted to sleep some more... but then again, there was a certain kind of pressure on his groin that made him rethink that - sleep was attractive, but there were some things just a little better than sleeping...
Eyes snapping fully open at last, Carrot sat up a little. Leaning back on his elbows, he looked down at the bed. There was a large tell-tale lump underneath the covers between his legs... and also a pair of legs sticking up at the end, idly kicking at the air. Not his legs. Carrot fell back against his pillow, slowly closing his eyes again through a different expression of emotion.
What better thing was there to wake up to?
He couldn't see Marron there between his legs, but knowing he was there and being able to feel him was good enough. The subtle, gentle, addicting ways in which Marron moved his head... Carrot could feel the brush of hair against his inner thighs, gave a little shudder. Then was distracted by Marron's hands around his erection, stroking as they held... Marron seemed to focus then on the tip, licking against it with tiny and frustrating movements... he knew Carrot was sensitive there, he knew it drove him crazy when he did something like that...!
Carrot wasn't sure if his thoughts were in protest or happiness. Yes, Marron knew those things, so why not use them to his advantage? Ah, and then one hand stroked from Carrot's shaft down to his balls, nudging them with two fingers then stroking against them, so softly... that really would drive Carrot mad. He didn't know if Marron was trying to do something secretly while he slept or something, but by that point he couldn't hold back his vocal expression and supposed there wasn't really any reason to do so, so...
"AHN-!... Ma-... Marron...!"
There was a slight muffled noise from beneath the sheets, then to Carrot's dismay, he felt Marron pull away.
"Nniffn?"
"Aghn, why did you stop...?"
"... Niisan's awake...?"
"Do I sound asleep to you!?... Come on, don't stop suddenly just because I'm awake!..."
Unsure quite how to phrase his request for Marron to carry on without seeming too forceful, Carrot gave a little thrust of the hips to illustrate his point. He wasn't sure how long Marron had been subjecting his sleeping body to such pleasures before he'd eventually woken up, but now he was awake and that was the main thing; he was awake and he was very close to his climax... and wouldn't that have been Marron's goal in the first place? Why else did anybody try to wake somebody up via oral sex?
It seemed that Marron didn't need to be told twice. As he resumed his previous actions, Carrot could hear a little 'hamn' sound as Marron took him into his mouth again. Another shudder. Little noises like that, little things Marron did... he always seemed so ravenous when it came to, well, anything like that. Marron wasn't the kind of person to say things like 'You're so cute, I could eat you up!' or anything, but he certainly seemed to enjoy the licking, nibbling, tasting and biting that came from such bedroom activities...
Not that he'd do the latter in his current position. Carrot trusted Marron to not bite down suddenly (or anything similar), and given the pride and importance he lay on his crotch, he figured that was a pretty good accolade for Marron to have scored. Then again, he didn't know if it was exactly a matter of trust that let him let Marron do such things... more a matter of how damned good it felt, and that in itself was the understatement of the year... Marron had moved back to his former movements now, pressing his fingers against the crease of Carrot's thighs and moving his mouth up and down continually on Carrot's erection.
"Ahnnnnn..."
Marron had gained a small sense of confidence when it came to his brother's pleasures, but as he lay back and let the feelings wash over him, Carrot wasn't entirely sure just what had prompted Marron to wake him up like that. He hadn't done that before, he wasn't really a person who'd do things unless he had permission (thrice over, in writing, in advance), but if he was going to be spontaneous, then Carrot wasn't going to argue. It made a change, didn't it?
The feelings grew and multiplied and Carrot's relaxed manner was replaced by the nervous skittering need to come, the point in which he knew his climax was incoming, he knew it was close, he knew he couldn't stop it - just a little further, just a little harder, just a little more... all the ways he wanted to be touched and licked and nuzzled, he couldn't say them but Marron was nothing if not well-trained and he wouldn't do anything if it wasn't for his brother's utmost pleasure. Carrot felt almost numb by that point, his eyes closing again, able only to concentrate on the moist warmth of Marron's mouth and tongue against him, around him... soft pressing licks massaged against his cock, and he could only pant and moan his appreciation. Marron wouldn't stop, would he? He knew that was good, didn't he? It was good... after a point, it became too good, and Carrot couldn't hold it back any longer.
In a more fervent situation he might have made a conscious effort to prolong the pleasure and the experience, but... not in this one. He tensed in position on the bed feeling his legs held tightly by Marron, holding the both of them in place... Carrot thrust his hips with each wave of his orgasm, letting out a long groan and hearing Marron deliver similar noises as he kept his mouth over his brother's erection, swallowing that which Carrot gave him. Carrot's final thrust was his most powerful, then after freezing like that for a second to ensure it really was over, he fell back onto the bed.
"Hahhn... hahhn... nnh..."
Words were too far away at that moment; it was enough just to lie there all still and quiet, aware of Marron's presence between his legs but not his physical contact anymore... he glanced up at the lump in his bedsheets, watching with quiet amusement for a few moments. He nudged at Marron with one leg.
"... Y'can come out now..."
There was a pause, then the slight scrabbling sound of Marron working himself out from under the bedcovers. He emerged from the other end, blushing and as naked as Carrot was. Carrot smirked; what did Marron have to look so embarrassed about? He could sure act shy at times, but then on other occasions he could act the exact opposite... and both were good to see. Quite a few times had Carrot been entirely seduced by Marron's more dominating manner, but the opposite was true as well. It all depended on what mood the other was in, really... if Carrot was in the mood to pounce then he'd pounce, no reason not to and it wasn't like Marron would ever refuse, but then there would be those times when Carrot would feel hands against him as he drifted off to sleep, and he then knew he wouldn't be sleeping for quite some time...
"You're goin' for the shy and innocent today, huh?"
"Ah..."
Carrot pulled himself up into a kneel, lazily falling forward to grab around Marron's shoulders. He held his face a few inches away from Marron's own, his voice happily confident.
"Wouldn'ta thought that of ya... wakin' me up by doing something like that..."
"Did you mind?"
"Why would I mind!? Heh, you've got me in a mood, now. I'm guessin' there's nothing else we gotta be doing today? No missions or anything like that, right?"
Marron shook his head, "Not today, niisan... I think even Big Mama would have mercy on us today. There's nothing that we have to do, though... I'd imagine that perhaps there'd be things you would like to do, but... please, let it be just a little while before we leave this room. I'd like to treasure some time with you myself, today."
Feeling relaxed to the point of slight inebriation, Carrot nodded, "Sure, sure. If there's nothin' we gotta do then there's nothin' we gotta do, right? So we can just sit around in here all day if you want. If Mama called us for a mission right now, I'd be so pissed. Really not in the mood for it now. So why'dya think I wouldn't like wakin' up with your lips around my dick? That'd be a good thing to wake up to on any morning!"
"Ah... well... I was just... a little unsure about doing something like that while you were asleep... I wasn't sure if you'd wake up or not..."
"I may be a dead weight when I'm sleepin' but I'm at least gonna notice somethin' like that, Marron. Eventually. Soooo..."
Carrot closed the gap between them and pressed his lips against Marron's cheek, making an exaggerated noise as he did so. He nuzzled up to Marron's lips, licking against them then gently biting against them before settling into an embrace. Marron couldn't help but wonder what Carrot had been about to say, but... against the weight of something like that, it could wait. Communication didn't have to be verbal, anyway.
After a few moments, Carrot felt contented just to lean his head against the slope of Marron's neck, "... I guess after something like that..."
"Niisan?"
One of Carrot's hands moved from holding around Marron's back to his lower chest, two fingers stepping a trail lower, lower... Marron let out a slight gasp as he felt the tickling sensation.
"... You're gonna be just as hard as I was, right?"
"W-well..."
It was true, and there wasn't any way to deny that (though Marron seemed as if he was about to). Then Carrot's fingers closed in between his legs and wrapped around his hard erection, and any words of protest died in his throat. The smirk on Carrot's face, the feel of his rough fingers as they stroked with a deceptive kindness... Marron's breath became somewhat more hurried, and it was with obvious willpower that he took Carrot's hand by the wrist and pushed it away from his body.
"Marron?"
"Niisan... not... not yet..."
"If you're close then you're gonna be close, right? What's the point in holding it off?"
"The point... the point is... the bath should be ready, now..."
"Ah? Bath?"
Marron nodded, "Mm. I started it a little while ago... it should be ready for you now."
Before Carrot had the chance to make any other kind of move against him, Marron had lifted himself from the bed, and was quickly pulling a nightrobe over his shoulders. He fastened it at the waist, then turned to smile at Carrot.
"Well, niisan...? You wouldn't want the bath to get cold, would you...?"
He was already making his way over to the bathroom door. Carrot just watched him momentarily before picking himself up from the bed and following; Marron had even prepared a bath for him? Seemed like he was really in the lavish-love-and-attention-on-niisan mood today... Carrot wasn't entirely sure why, but on the other hand, he wasn't sure if he wanted to ask the reason, either. Marron wasn't the kind of person to perform sexual favours for gain other than the immediate physical, but Carrot couldn't help but have a slight feeling in the pit of his stomach that he'd forgotten something... did Marron have a reason for being so loving today? Did he ever need a reason for that...? Marron was Marron, after all... he never really needed a reason to act like that. The door was being held open for him to go into the bathroom; Carrot did so.
There had obviously been quite some preparation put out for the bathroom before Carrot had been aware of it; despite the sunlight outside, the curtains were pulled and it seemed almost dark in there, at least in comparison to the bedroom... but what the bathroom lacked in light, it made up for in atmosphere. The bath was quite full of water, and the heat of it caused small whisps of smoke to rise into the air. Marron shut the door behind them; the light from the bedroom was cancelled out, but there was still some kind of - Carrot looked around, noticing small candles lit and placed on, well, anywhere where you could safely put a candle. Pretty little candles. There was also a gentle smell of... some flower or another in the air, Carrot wasn't up enough on his floral knowledge to know which, but there was at least something. He sniffed loudly, "Smells nice!"
"Thank you, niisan... the candles are lavender-scented. I also took the liberty of infusing similar bath oils in the bath..."
"You really want me to smell like a lavender, don't you?"
"Ah..."
"Joking, joking. Man, though... you really kicked out here, didn't you? All these little candles..."
"I was a little worried that the humidity from the bath would cause them to go out, but they seem to be alright so far... niisan, niisan. You should get into the bath while it's still hot."
"Okay, okay, I'm going, I'm going!"
Carrot approached the bath with slight trepidation. He enjoyed the sensation of getting into a hot bath, but there was always slight worry that it was going to be just that bit too hot... after all, there was steam rising from it, didn't that imply that it was so very hot? As good as Marron's intentions were, Carrot was pretty sure there wasn't any intention for him to be scalded. He dipped a hand into the water; it was hot, hot enough to send his skin into tingles, but also hot enough to bear and remain in. Perfect, and just like Marron to have engineered a bath so. Had he even timed the oral sex to the time it took to fill the bath? Supposing that that was a question that couldn't be answered and that he couldn't deny Marron any longer, Carrot held onto the side of the bath and clambered in, quickly lowering himself to lie down in the water.
"Ha-... hn-... nhhhnn..."
There was little that could describe the blissful feeling of being so overly submerged in such hot water, but the look that held on Carrot's face for those moments was enough for Marron. Somewhere between deep pleasure and orgasmic effect, he liked to think... and just to watch Carrot as he held himself still, that was satisfaction in itself.
Slowly, Carrot opened his eyes. He turned to smile gently at Marron, "If I even move a little bit, it's all tingly..."
"Does it feel good, niisan...?"
An honest nod, "God, yes... love hot baths like this... don't get to have them enough..."
Marron leant his elbows against the side of the bath, "Even at a hot springs resort, niisan would find himself preoccupied by other pursuits than enjoying the water..."
"Hey, what do you mean by that?"
A steady glare was all that Carrot got in reply.
"Well, uh, that is... we haven't been to a hot springs for ages... besides, I've got less of a reason to chase off after girls now, haven't I? Now I know I've got you to do stuff with..."
"I wouldn't wish to prevent your hobby, niisan."
The tone of Marron's voice was obviously an attempt to be light-hearted, but stilted enough for Carrot to realise the jealousy behind that. He smiled and prodded Marron's nose with a wet finger, "You get that look on your face."
"What look?"
"That pissed off and kinda sad look. I wouldn't wanna cause that, even for chasin' the hottest chick on the Continent."
Marron's eyes seemed a little more forgiving, "Thank you, niisan... but then again, would not the Misu sisters be suspicious if you were to stop, all of a sudden..."
"Well, yeah. Pisses them off, but I think they'd be more pissed off if they, y'know... knew..."
"I locked the bedroom door before I ran the bath, niisan."
"Good, good."
There were a few moments of silence, Carrot quietly washing himself in the bath, Marron quietly - silently - just watching him. Carrot wasn't sure why he felt so self-conscious with Marron watching him like that... after all, he'd just received an early morning blowjob from that same person, when you trusted that person to view you sexually, what else was there to be embarrassed about? Still, Marron had just such a contented look on his face... how could he seem so entirely satisfied just by watching somebody in the bath?! Okay there was the whole wet and naked thing, but beyond that, it was just sitting there and soaping yourself up... was that the kind of thing Marron drew entertainment from? Perhaps it was just that feeling of being happy to see the one you loved being happy, Marron certainly felt that a lot. He was just that kind of person who could find joy in anything that Carrot did just because Carrot did it, and Carrot himself found that that fact was what made him nervous most of the time. It was alright enough, eventually, to accept each other in that way, to love each other in a way generally frowned on for brothers... but when it came to such activities, Carrot often found himself unsure of Marron's own pleasures. Like what had just happened; Carrot had been on the receiving end of the oral sex, he'd had an orgasm, didn't Marron want that too? Carrot would have been entirely happy to grant that if Marron had wanted it, but he'd been too concerned with the bath he'd prepared...
Was Marron still hard? Could he just sit there with a contented smile on his face when his body was begging for physical contact...? He wasn't the kind of person who'd come straight out and ask for stimulation, not unless he was so incredibly far gone and nothing in the world existed but he, Carrot, and the pleasure. Those were good times, and it was such a strange but triumphant feeling to know he'd taken Marron, the quiet, gentle and reserved one, so far... in usual circumstances though, Marron was all about Carrot's pleasure, Carrot's comfort, Carrot's satisfaction. It was great to have such a giving lover, but one had to wonder just how much of that satisfaction was being reflected back...
Supposing that something was better than nothing, Carrot offered up the flannel and soap he'd been washing at himself with to Marron.
"Here, you wanna help scrub my back?"
"Ah...? Ah, yes niisan, of course."
Carrot leant forward, letting Marron have access to his back. He closed his eyes as he felt Marron's gentle hands, his fingers, the flannel, the soap... it would have been so very easy to fall back asleep again in that position. Carrot was already feeling quite relaxed from the orgasm previous, let alone the bath, let alone Marron's gentle massage... massage? He was rubbing the soap in with his fingers, now. Whatever it was, it felt lovely.
"Aahn..."
"Niisan?"
"N-nn, nothing. Just thinkin' about how good that feels..."
"I'm glad..."
Another silence, Marron diligently continuing on with his given task. Carrot opened his eyes slightly, still a little unsure by his train of thought. His voice was somewhat quieter when he finally did speak, "... Marron...?"
"Yes, niisan?"
"... You... sure you don't want me to do anythin'?... You gotta still be hard from before... haven't ya? I... wouldn't want you sittin' there all frustrated just 'cause you wanna wash my back or whatever..."
Marron's voice remained infinitely patient, "It's alright, niisan. I'm alright. I'd like to spend today focusing on you, if... if you don't mind."
The thought that perhaps he'd forgotten something, something important, only worked itself further into Carrot's mind. He thought over the kind of things that would be special. Some kind of anniversary? Maybe it'd been a year since they'd got 'together' or something? No, it hadn't been a year, had it? It'd been around that summer, hadn't it... that summer with that mission with that time with the keeping guard duty and the eventual mutual masturbation that had just sort of happened... things had gone on from there, there hadn't been any reason to stop or anything, then there had been christmas, and that hadn't been so long ago... it certainly hadn't been a year, or anything. So not that. Birthdays? It wasn't his birthday. Marron's birthday wasn't for another three months. Maybe Marron was just in the mood for appreciating his older brother? Perhaps...
"Niisan, you became tense..."
"Ah? I did? Sorry..."
"Here..."
Marron's fingers would linger over Carrot's shoulderblades, pressing against the flesh, moving down then moving up... Carrot wasn't sure if Marron had any knowledge of such things or if he was just doing whatever he felt like doing, but whatever the mental rationale behind it, it did feel wonderful. He couldn't help being tense if he thought he'd forgotten something important, but... then again, if it was something really important, surely Marron would have reminded him already? Said something about what day it was? Probably so. If it was something important then there was probably more to be done than sitting around getting blowjobs and having baths all day... but even so...
Carrot found himself leaning back against the edge of the bath as Marron's hands moved to his neck... rubbing against his lower neck, moving down to his chest... Marron seemed to catch Carrot's nipples between his fingers with each upward stroke. Carrot smirked to himself, did Marron not think that he'd notice something like that?
"That's part of a massage, is it?"
"Niisan?"
"If you wanna grope my nipples, just go right out and do it...! Tickles when you keep stroking around them like that."
"I'm sorry..."
"It's okay, it's not a bad thing. Just don't be so gentle, y'know?"
In accordance to Carrot's wishes, Marron's actions became a little rougher, making to pinch Carrot's nipples with each stroking movement he made. However, his soapy hands and Carrot's wet skin made that just slightly difficult... it seemed to be having the desired effect on Carrot, though. He slid down a little further into the water, moaning as he did so.
"Uhnnnnnn..."
"That feels good... niisan?"
"Mmmn... is kinda slippery with you being all soapy and stuff... but it feels good like that..."
"I'm glad..."
As Marron continued, Carrot opened his eyes and watched Marron. The atmosphere in the room seemed a little hazy, somehow... perhaps from the candles? From the bath? From his own state of mind? Perhaps a mix of all three. Marron just diligently continued on, washing at Carrot's lower stomach beneath the water, now... he had such a determined sort of look in his face. At that moment, he was entirely dedicated to Carrot's comfort... no, that seemed wrong. Wasn't right if he took all the pleasure, was it? Carrot reached out of the water, put his hand to Marron's cheek. Water ran down his face, dripped off at his chin... he paused in his actions and turned to face his brother.
"What is it, niisan?"
"How's about you join me in here?"
"Ah?!"
"Water's not as hot as it was, but it's still nice... you'd really be able to reach all those bits you wanted to wash, wouldn't you?"
"Niisan, don't suggest impractical things... there's not enough room..."
"Sure there is! If I squish up at this end, you up at that end, it'll all be fine!"
"Haven't you heard of water displacement?"
"So let some of the water out already. Come onnn... I want you to! You wanna come in here? For mee?"
Carrot exercised his best puppy eyes on that last point. Marron still seemed slightly unsure... the two of them had shared showers before, but never a bath...! He glanced from Carrot to the bathwater. Supposing that he couldn't refuse a request from Carrot, Marron reached to the opposite side of the bath and found the plug. He felt around a little under the water, then there was a kind of gurgling sound, a swift rushing sound as the water started to leave the bath.
"Okay, okay, I think that's about enough, isn't it?"
On Carrot's command, Marron replaced the bathplug. After making sure that it was secure, Marron stood up, undoing his robe at the waist. Carrot waved one hand in protest, Marron glanced up.
"Niisan?"
"Hey, hey... you didn't need to put a robe on in the first place! If you're gonna take it off, you could be sexy about it, couldn't you?"
"Ah... ah... sexy... about it...?"
"Yeah! Like..." Carrot tried pulling some faces, "... that. Or something. I can't really do it, but... just be slow about it, y'know?"
"A-alright, niisan..."
If there was anything frustrating about Marron, it was that he honestly didn't seem to realise his own physical worth. There were all the deeper things, the connection and the love and the closeness and the brotherly things, but when it came to looking at somebody and going 'wow, you're hot', then Marron was quite high up on the meter for that. And he didn't seem to realise that. At all. Carrot continually told Marron of how sexy he thought he was, how he liked certain looks, certain stares, certain poses... Marron would do such things because Carrot asked them, but seemed to have little comprehension of why Carrot would ask them. He seemed to see himself as being only as sexy as Carrot would specify, but he himself couldn't see or know the reason for that opinion.
As far as things like that went, Carrot considered that only as Marron's own loss. If he couldn't look in a mirror and be turned on by the little things (Carrot was quite keen on Marron's neck, for one example) about him, then... well, Marron was always a humble person, he wasn't the sort of person who'd find pleasure in his own physical appearance. Especially after, Carrot would think with a growl, how much he got picked on about it when he was a kid. That was a long time ago, but some things from childhood never quite left you... after all, wasn't most of Marron's idolization centred around their shared childhood?... In any case, Carrot saw it as his personal mission to appreciate Marron as much as was physically possible. Marron didn't realise his beauty but Carrot did, so he felt he should make Marron aware of how much he was aware.
So Marron was slowly slipping that robe off of his shoulders. Carrot just watched with rapt fascination, still overwhelmed by Marron's innate demure kind of charm... he could be so meek when he wanted to be. That sultry embarrassment in his eyes, that blush that lit his face... the slow way his flesh was revealed from under cover of the fabric, his soft, delicate, perfect skin... Carrot's stare became quite hawkish. How could anybody not want him?! How could somebody be so different in various circumstances? This was the same Marron who'd pin him to the bed and speak so plainly of his arousal and just what he wanted to do to Carrot... this was the same Marron who fought so bravely in battles against Sorcerers, the same Marron who was usually so cool and calm and collected... and with a gentle 'whmph', the bathrobe hit the floor and Marron stood there naked.
He folded his arms, holding them at the elbows. He was still obviously hard, he didn't try to hide that, but he didn't seem willing to want to draw attention to that, either. There seemed something quite tight about Marron's position, his body language... the only thought to Carrot's mind in response to that would be that he'd have to do something about that, do something to loosen Marron up a bit... it was an attractive thought to leap out of the bath and tackle him to the floor, but given the slippery fashion of water and baths and things like that, even Carrot realised that any mistake made there could have adverse affects. He doubted that Marron's plans for the day involved looking after a concussed Carrot who stupidly hit his head on the bath after slipping over in a misplaced lustful dive.
"Niisan..."
Carrot ogled openly, "... Yeah?"
"Is this... pleasing?"
"You think it wouldn't be? Of course it is! Anyway, come on in over here. You don't wanna get cold from standin' around naked, do you? Well, it's not really cold in here or anything, but... aw dammit, just get in already."
"Yes, niisan."
Shifting over in the water, Carrot moved into a position he thought it'd be easier for Marron to fit against. He made to pull his knees up to his chest, but he was prevented by Marron's hand on his wrist.
"Niisan... stay as you are."
"You wanna be sitting on my legs?"
Marron slipped into the water, leaning up on his knees, which pressed against either side of the bath. He knelt over Carrot's legs, only seeming to confirm that question. Marron had a different look in his eyes as to how he'd been just moments previously, though... hands that had so carefully washed over most of the rest of Carrot's body now pressed purposefully against Carrot's lower stomach. Leaning up, Marron stared Carrot straight in the eye.
"Not on your legs, niisan..."
"Ah-... ahmn?"
As if to emphasize his point, Marron's hand pressed between Carrot's legs. It didn't take much to get him hard again, from how long he'd been relaxing and then musing on just how damned sexy Marron was... just from the gentle movements of Marron's hand, Carrot found himself panting slightly; being in the water like that, with Marron like that... some of his hair dangled into the water, trailing softly with the tiny waves that moved back and forth with any movement... Carrot could only look up, momentarily taken by how masterful his little brother seemed in that moment. He seemed to change moods so suddenly... hadn't he been quiet and shy just before? Ah, but now he had a purpose...
He had the soap, again. Hm, pretend it was another kind of massage? Carrot liked to think that he wasn't stupid, but on the other hand... Marron's soapy underwater hands still felt good. Every so often Marron would reach to touch something else, seemed to be touching himself... he wanted to reach his release by his own hand? It seemed a little sad if he wanted to do that, but Carrot didn't quite feel he had the strength to reach over and do anything about that himself...
After a few minutes, Marron's movements became a lot more purposeful. One hand was working against Carrot's erection, the other was... the other was doing something between Marron's legs. Carrot's breathing was ragged by now, but he was a little surprised... Marron would make him come again so quickly?
"... Hn... ahn... a-again...? So soon...?"
"So soon after what, niisan?"
"Well... it's not been that long since I last came...! You're gonna do something else?"
Leaning down to press a kiss against Carrot's neck and shoulder, Marron then shifted up to whisper against Carrot's ear, "... You're going... to do something else..."
"Ahnn...?"
"... Me."
Marron spoke that one word with an obvious blush, but also with an obvious kind of satisfaction for the truth in the statement. Carrot himself felt a warm kind of rush through his body for Marron to say something like that... even if the confidence was only in accordance to that which related to Carrot, it didn't matter. When Marron really got something into his mind, he wouldn't - couldn't - be discouraged from it... Marron was shifting up in the bath, now. More than leaning over Carrot's legs, Carrot could feel him kneeling over his crotch, felt the vague brush of his cock against Marron's inner thigh... Marron didn't seem to see any point in prolonging things, he was already working to position himself in preparation.
"M-Marron..."
"Yes niisan...?"
"I... I thought you didn't like it when it was just water... thought it hurt..."
Pressing a kiss to Carrot's forehead, Marron shook his head.
"There's... never a case of liking it or not liking it, niisan... if it's you... even if it's pain, then I can treasure it..."
"Doesn't mean I'm gonna like hurting you..."
"There's also soap. I would hope it would hold for long enough for penetration... so please, niisan... don't worry about me... even if I bleed, I don't mind..."
Carrot moved his hands to Marron's hips, one eyebrow raised and a deadpan expression on his face as he spoke, "You sound way too happy while saying something like that..."
"If it's you, it's alright."
That sentence was somewhat more breathless than those that had preceded it, perhaps because of the realization of the situation, perhaps because of the situation itself... Marron had shifted around enough for Carrot's erection to be pressing against his opening, with Carrot's hands on his hips it meant that he only had to press forward to be inside... Marron leant back, holding himself up against the sides of the bath with his arms. There was nothing more that needed to be said and nothing more that really could be said... Carrot thrust forward, holding on to Marron's hips as he did so. A little forceful, but a little way inside. Marron's sharp cries didn't detract him, but Marron likely would have only protested harder had Carrot stopped in his motions; his cries were loud, but the look on his face was somewhere quite beyond being pained... Carrot kept moving, pulling out a little then moving further inside... Marron would gasp for the moments that he felt Carrot fully within him.
"... See... somehow... it worked..."
"N-nnhmm..."
Marron's gaze softened at Carrot's answer. He wasn't quite able to verbally answer something? That was alright. Sometimes he did find it a little hard to talk when other parts of his body were otherwise involved... Carrot did find it so easy to be overtaken by sexual acts, sometimes. The atmosphere of the bathroom that Marron had set up beforehand perhaps helped, he liked to think... it was always nice to try something a little different. And then in that different setting, take Carrot to his climax once more... it was always nice to try new things in places that seemed like they were new, wasn't it?
As for Carrot, he was primarily overtaken by what he could see of Marron combining with that which he felt of Marron; the sensory perceptions were overwhelming, Marron expected him to talk at the same time? That was too much to ask for.
The water wasn't as hot as it had been at first, but arousal heated Carrot's body firmly enough, and to be inside Marron like that in the still-warm water... Carrot wasn't sure which felt hotter, he himself or Marron from the inside... either way, he felt his body trembling all over once more, unable to stop squirming and thrusting however he could manage with Marron so settled on his lap like that. His vision was a little hazy, but he could still focus on Marron, Marron's body, Marron's expression... using the sides of the bath to help him, Marron was slowly gyrating down in tune with Carrot's own movements. As Carrot moved forward Marron would also, flesh meeting in some kind of brief completion... Marron would close his eyes at that, his little 'Ah...' sounds enough to make Carrot shudder in turn.
How much longer would Marron last? Sometimes the first orgasm was the one that took the longest to reach, but the thought of him managing to keep it in for much longer seemed alien to Carrot's mind. At least he himself had already had one orgasm, and he was feeling pretty seduced by the situation again... Marron hadn't even had that already (as far as Carrot was aware) and he'd been able to subject his brother to oral sex and then all the sensual bath stuff while smiling and blushing and still horny... perhaps that'd been why Marron had been subjecting Carrot to such relaxing things in the first place, why he'd spent time touching him beneath the water... perhaps he knew that he wouldn't last too long, and so didn't want Carrot to either. That said, Marron was quite amazingly in control of his body, things his body did, orgasm included... likely he'd want to wait until Carrot was finished before doing anything himself...
That seemed almost... cruel, somehow. Carrot felt responsible for Marron's orgasm, and the fact that it hadn't happened yet. Yes, Marron was quite doggedly determined for Carrot's pleasure, but that didn't mean he had to forego his own...! Marron's expression seemed quite blissful as it was, but Carrot felt the sudden striking urge to change that. He wanted to see Marron's expression twisted into painful ecstasies, wanted his movements to be sudden and his hold to be tight... he wanted to push Marron beyond what was comfortable, take him to what was uncontrollable... his own hold on Marron's hips tightened, and he slowed from the somewhat regular in-out rhythm his thrusts had been taking before. Marron's eyes opened, his expression a little drowsy.
"Ni... niisan...?"
"Want... to make you... come, Marron..."
"Nii... san..."
Carrot pushed up a little, leaning up from the position he'd been lying in. He stared Marron in the eye as he spoke, "... You've been... been all holding it back for... a while now, haven't you...? Being all... being all... you... n'stuff..."
"Ah...?"
There was a loud splash as Carrot shifted his position, causing Marron to slip down in the bath and for his legs to move to either side of Carrot's own. Essentially, they'd managed to form the same position they'd been in previously, only the opposite way around this time; the second Carrot had moved, Marron had braced himself against the sides of the bath, but the slippery water had fought against his friction and while Carrot was likely planning a seductive move, the only partially softened impact against the other side of the bath and the taps had been a painful one.
"AGH!"
"Marron!?"
There was a moment of stillness, the only movement being the surging back-forth of the water that hadn't really been expecting such a sudden movement. Some of it had caused a tidal wave against the confines, now the floor beside the bath was quite liberally splashed. Marron sat up awkwardly.
"The taps, niisan..."
"Crap! Jeez... Marron... Marron, I'm sorry! You okay?"
"I'll recover, yes..."
"You want me to carry on?"
There was an honest kind of curiosity in Carrot's eyes; looking up to see that, Marron knew that Carrot would actually stop if he really wanted him to. That knowledge only sent a slight rush through Marron's body, reminding him of the warmth of the situation once more. He could stop and Carrot was giving him the option to stop, but did he really want to stop? Of course not. His smile was as warm as he could manage it, "I would never wish for you to stop, niisan..."
"Do you wanna get out and shift around though? You don't wanna be against the taps, do you?"
"I'll be alright, niisan. I promise. Please... you... you were right, I... it has been a while... and I don't think I could choose to stop now even if you were to try to force me... so... please... don't stop..."
Marron's tone became somehow quieter as he spoke, that certain way he glanced to the side and closed his eyes enough to make Carrot want to hug him and hug him and never let go. More than anything at that moment he was adorable... how could one person be so many things? Carrot wasn't sure, but he was glad that Marron was. He could only obey Marron's plea, so... feeling he could only trust Marron's judgement, he ran his hands up the inside of Marron's thighs, held his legs beneath the knees. He'd been determined, hadn't he? He'd wanted to cause Marron's orgasm. He still wanted to do so.
"Ahmnn..."
In that position, Marron's cock just slightly stood proud of the water. A little embarrassing? Marron didn't seem to be able to look down. Carrot smirked to himself and moved one of his hands from Marron's leg to Marron's erection, holding it over the tip then stroking down into the water. Marron made a different sound, and looked down... he closed his eyes.
"Marron, you don't gotta have your eyes always closed..."
"It's... it's somewhat embarrassing... niisan..."
He'd long since decided not to move in and out of Marron so strongly, but Carrot's thrusts to shift inside Marron were still powerful.
"Yeah... nnf... well... isn't... isn't it a little... hahn-!... A little shameless... to be pouncin' somebody... in the HAHN bath anyway...?"
"I... I suppose..."
"It's... it's still... nnh... embarrassing...?"
"A... little..."
Carrot's hand was moving with eager strokes now, continually disturbing the water and making light splashing sounds that could only be picked up as somehow obscene from their origin... somehow, he couldn't resist the urge to needle Marron, just a little.
"You... you'd be embarrassed now...?"
"Niisan..."
"You're sittin'... sittin' there with my cock ticklin' your insides and now you're embarrassed...? C'mon... doesn't it feel more good than embarrasin'...? 'Cause... 'cause it sure feels good to me... see? It looks... looks like it feels good too... don't... you think?"
Marron could feel himself burning up in so many different ways, and each feeling was one that he treasured. The warm feeling of the water continually moving against him... the way that even a slight movement would cause a splash, the way it lapped against parts of him not submerged... the heat of embarrassment at having Carrot smirk down at him like that, say things like that while doing things like that... it was embarrassing to even think about looking, let alone being asked to look... but there was something about the request, the vague command just from the question... something about that that was delicious, also. For just a little while longer, Marron felt he should like to protest. He looked away with continued embarrassment, "Niisan..."
Leaning as far forward as he could manage, Carrot pressed a kiss to Marron's shoulder. Still Marron looked away... there was just a momentary flicker of the eyes from where Marron was looking to the side down to what was happening in the water and at that point, Carrot knew that Marron was teasing him, even if only in that subtle and submissive sort of way that he was best at. By this point, surely it was worse not to look...?
"Can't say it doesn't feel good... all hot n'stuff on the inside... d'you feel it? Do I feel hot...?"
"It could... could only feel so if it was you..."
"Hmhmhm... well, at least... this part of you doesn't disagree... with that..."
Carrot emphasized that with a slower stroke than he'd been making previously; this one ran from the tip down to the base, then pushed gently at the water around Marron's balls. With the force of sensation through the water, one didn't have to touch to be able to cause a feeling... Carrot continued to flicker at the water long enough to make Marron moan. Not that it took much to cause that, but still.
"Niiiisan... saying things like... like that..."
He wasn't just saying things like that, they were things that were true! Still it seemed that Marron would deny things that he wasn't entirely aware of... or he was just continuing on with his teasing. Would Marron's penis actually form a conscious disagreement? That was a stupid thought. Any kind of thought that it didn't feel good seemed stupid, really; Carrot continued on with his persuasion to the opposite, "No, really! Lookit! You're pretty hard there... c'mon, watch it. I thought you liked it when I touched you?"
Marron's expression seemed genuinely shocked, "I, I do! I would never suggest that I didn't!"
"So watch it, okay? Isn't it better if you can see it as well as feel it?"
"Ahm..."
Obviously unable to ignore even a slight command from Carrot, Marron turned his head to be able to look down and watch what it was that Carrot was doing to him. It was embarrassing, but to see Carrot between his legs like that, to be able to feel him in certain places between his legs... to see his hand moving like that... it was easy to focus in on the small things. The little ways that Carrot's fingers would bend, the way it felt when his thumb would brush up and down... then his hold became tighter and his movement became less, wrapping his fingers around the erection and, having momentarily dipped his thumb back to the water, now rubbing concentrated circles around the tip... that was too much, Marron let out a long cry.
"Niii-... ah-! Ah-!... Niisan... niisan... nii-... san..."
Carrot punctuated that focused movement with sudden jerking thrusts to the inside. He didn't know if it'd be possible to reach that part of Marron in that position, but it never hurt to try and even if he wasn't hitting exactly on target, his movements held some kind of basic pleasure for Marron in their existence. Every little movement would cause a cry, would close Marron to close his eyes momentarily... he probably wouldn't be able to keep his eyes open as he came, he didn't seem to be in the sort of mood to be able to watch. Which was a shame, since that was something powerfully embarrassing that could only be enjoyable to witness... still. There would always be other times.
As it was, this time seemed to be perilously close to an end.
"Marron... nnh... Marron..."
"Niisan...?"
There were other things that Carrot wanted to suggest, to point out, to make Marron look at, but... by that point, it didn't seem to matter anymore. He'd reached that stage where a thought could come and go within a second and be forgotten in three and all that mattered was the irresistibly near-orgasmic form of his brother that was so close and irresistibly near-orgasmic due to him, due to his influence... because of him... because of him, Marron was going to come... because of Marron, he was going to come... Carrot felt a dull rush throughout himself, the knowledge that he was going to come and he was going to come somewhat imminently... his position was more a kind of crouch now, as much as he could manage around Marron's body. It was unfair to ask Marron to take both of their weights against the threat of hitting against the taps again, but Carrot was barely in the right state of mind to make such a judgement. He moved both hands to Marron's shoulders, unable trust his fingers to move against Marron's cock without making some kind of sudden clench. At least with shoulders he could hold strongly enough to leave marks and not cause any lasting damage from it... Carrot's hands were wet and so was Marron's skin, the lack of friction only made Carrot more desperate... his fingers were clawed against Marron's flesh now, almost scrabbling to his neck and his back in an attempt to find something to hold on to... Marron was too slippery to find a handhold and Carrot felt too overwhelmed to care anymore.
"Marron... M... Ma-... MARRON..."
"Niisan... niisan, niisan, niisan... oh... OH... nii... niisan...!"
Again, there was so much more that could have been said. Carrot had wanted to say that he was about to come and that Marron should probably make some kind of conscious attempt to reach that point himself, but the moment he really thought about verbally expressing that thing that was about to happen, it turned from something that was about to happen to something that was happening, and by that point it was too late to say much of anything at all.
Marron was pressing his arms against the edge of the bath, trying to bring himself up to some kind of arch... he leant forward and pressed back but could only be restrained by Carrot's arms around him, teeth against him, cock inside him... he felt thrusts that were far more stabbing, far more violent, far more unrestrained than they'd been before... Carrot was making continual little growls with each moment. Marron felt a different kind of warmth inside him than that just of Carrot being there... with a shuddering moan he closed his eyes, giving himself over to the feelings that had been begging to be released for so long now. He'd wanted to come, so badly he'd wanted to come, but not until it was confirmed that Carrot was satisfied did he feel he could let himself...
Content that his own feelings were now justified, Marron allowed Carrot's thrusts to time his own orgasm, each spurt seeming a chain reaction that originated from Carrot's hips through to Marron's own body. His seed was lost in the continual movement of the water, but as Carrot's movements slowed almost to a stop, he knew that his brother's own was inside him, and that was as potent a thought as any as he gently rested himself against the far edge of the bath, even against the taps. He couldn't quite bring himself to carry on sitting up any longer, he ended up with his head between the taps and water lapping at his ears as Carrot's thought process ran along similar tracks. Eyes closed, Carrot was leant against him, still gripped tightly to his shoulders. Climax over, Marron sighed a deep, contented sigh.
"... Haah..."
That moment of just resting in the afterglow, in each other's arms (sort of), in the water, in the bath, in the bathroom, in that enclosed atmosphere... it could have lasted for one minute, it could have lasted for ten minutes. Neither Carrot nor Marron really knew nor cared how long they sat there for, it didn't really matter. Nobody was asking them to do anything. There was nothing they really had to do. The day was theirs and that moment was theirs completely.
It was Marron who eventually spoke, disturbing that blissful silence.
"... Niisan... this water is starting to lose it's warmth..."
"Ah..."
"... we should get out..."
"Mm..."
Carrot's non-committal grunts could only make Marron smile. Carrot was still so blanked out from that orgasm? Well, if it had been even just a little bit powerful, that was enough to be satisfying. However, they couldn't sit around in the bath all day. Marron moved to sit up, taking Carrot with him.
"You're so exhausted when it's still only morning...?"
A second where Marron wondered if Carrot's comprehension was entirely shot... then Carrot blinked a few times and smiled one of those smiles that was uniquely Carrot. He was back.
"Yeah, and who's fault would that be...?"
"Ahaha... I wonder..."
"C'mon then, if you wanna get out, let's get out..."
There was a little splashing and finalistic half-hearted washing at skin before Carrot got out, then followed by Marron. Carrot helped Marron out of the bath then held him up as Marron rubbed at his body with a towel; Marron wouldn't admit something like that, but Carrot knew from personal experience that one couldn't suddenly just get up and walk around after something like that... he'd been the one giving it that time, and even his legs felt a little shaky. Marron would likely be a little sore for a little while yet. With that in mind, once the two of them were dried and dressed in bathrobes, Carrot pulled Marron back through to the bedroom, to his bed, and pushed him down onto it. Marron didn't argue, falling to the bed with a bounce. Carrot joined him. There was a shared stare that said nothing much at all and more than could be expressed with mere words, then Marron's eyes widened and the more mundane things filtered them back into some kind of reality.
"Oh! And I was preparing you a meal, downstairs... I hope nobody's done anything with the oven just yet, I left the casserole in there..."
Carrot couldn't help but laugh and push at Marron's shoulder "Okay, okay, I give up, I give up."
Marron didn't share the humour, "Niisan?"
"I've obviously forgotten something here, haven't I. I know for a fact that it isn't my birthday or christmas or anything, but you're still waking me up with blowjobs, baths and breakfa-... well, lunch I guess, by now... but, all of that kinda stuff? It's gotta be a special occasion."
The look in Marron's eyes, Marron's very expression, was only entirely steady and concentrated. Carrot had a horrible feeling he really had forgotten something.
"... It isn't your birthday or anything, is it? It's not for another couple of months, right? Right? It's not my birthday, is it? I mean, I wouldn't forget my own birthday... it's not something else, is it? It's not a yearly anniversary, is it? It's not been a year already, has it?!... Or is this one of those six-month things? I guess it's maybe been almost that long, though I woulda said more five months... wow, has it been five months already? I guess even that's something worth celebrating. How come we didn't get a four-month anniversary? Or a three-month anniversary? Why haven't we just been celebrating every month if you're gonna pick random dates to celebrate?"
By that point, Marron couldn't prevent his laughter any longer. Carrot really was getting flustered, wasn't he? Celebrating five-month anniversaries... thinking he'd even forget his birthday...! As it was, Carrot was forgetting something, but not quite like that.
"Nii-san! Out of all of those things you'd choose to remember, you'd forget that it was valentine's day?"
Carrot froze.
Valentine's day?
Today!?
"... It's... valentine's day?"
"Yes!"
"... Really?"
"Yes! I wouldn't lie to you, niisan."
On that realization, Carrot rolled over and hit his head into the pillow with a loud 'wumph' sound.
"Niisan?"
"I forgotttt..."
"I thought you had."
At least Marron didn't sound too sad about that or anything, but... to forget valentine's day!? Carrot couldn't understand how he'd done such a thing. It was normally something he remembered, wasn't it? Of course, they'd had quite a few missions of recent, they'd all been kind of busy and it'd perhaps have been hard to remember something like that, but... that was something that everybody celebrated! It wasn't quite along the same lines as forgetting christmas or anything, but it was still something big to just forget... but yes, it was february, it was the fourteenth, there was no other day that it would be. And he'd forgotten. The immediate reaction was one of guilt. Carrot half-glanced up, gazing up at Marron was one visible apologetic eye.
"I totally forgot! I... I didn't manage to get you anything!"
Marron looked genuinely contented, "I don't mind, niisan. To be able to spend time doing close things with you is enough for me."
"But you're supposed to get stuff for people you love and stuff!"
"It really doesn't matter, niisan."
Another thought hit Carrot with all the force of a bullet.
"Oh SHIT!"
"Niisan?"
"I-... I-... I didn't get anything for Tira or Chocolat! I- I mean... I mean... I know that... I know that you and me... like... 'cause... uh... yeah... but they're not gonna know that! They don't know about us! So they're gonna... they're gonna be... be probably... expectin' something from me, right...? Shit, they're not gonna like it if I just say I forgot...!"
Marron rolled over to reach to the bedside cabinet; Carrot watched with curiosity, hearing shifting and vague clunking. Eventually Marron reappeared bearing two heart-shaped boxes, each about the size of his hand. One was pink, one was purple. Each was tied up carefully with a bow of the opposite colour to the box; Marron handed them to Carrot with a smile.
"I hadn't seen you go shopping for anything like that, so I thought you might have forgotten. I bought these yesterday; you can give one to Tira, and one to Chocolat. It's best not to make them suspicious."
"God, Marron, I totally owe you... did you get ones for them too?"
"I thought it would only have been more suspicious if I'd done something like that, it's not habit or ritual for me. You can say those are from the both of us, if you like. Also, I think the shop assistant may have been a little surprised at me buying three such items, it would only have been stranger if I'd bought five... I suppose such a gesture could seem a little unfaithful."
"Yeah... wait, three? Oh, I guess you got one for Gateau, too."
"I wouldn't like to give him ideas, niisan. Here, this is the other one I bought."
Marron retreated to the cabinet again, this time returning with a larger, flatter heart-shaped package. This one was a cream colour, and larger than the two other boxes put together; Carrot just blinked.
"Uh?"
"For you, niisan."
"Oh, oh wow! For me!? A big one like that?"
"I... know they say that size doesn't matter, but... when chocolate is involved, I thought you'd appreciate it."
Carrot was already pulling at the bow that bound the box together; inside was a generously-sized tray of white and milk heart-shaped chocolates, arranged in alternate order across the box. He knew he was quite openly ogling and Marron was sure that he'd start drooling if he wasn't given some kind of permission. Marron picked up one of the milk chocolates and popped it into Carrot's open mouth.
"Umph!"
"Before you began to drool, niisan."
"Mmch, mmch... wauu, that's... that's really nice!... Though that makes me feel a little worse about not getting you anything..."
Marron's smile was only kind, "I thought we could share these, niisan."
"Oh, of course, of course! It'd be kinda greedy if I ate them all myself, wouldn't it..."
"And of course, if you still felt some kind of guilt, you could always make it up to me later, niisan..."
"I guess shops would still be open today, right? We can both go down to the city later, and I can buy you any kind of chocolate you like! Right?"
"Oh, yes, there is that..."
That suggestion seemed entirely different to what Marron had been thinking; from his innocent smile, Marron wasn't sure that Carrot had caught his implication. Just to confirm it, he rolled over onto his side and pressed a kiss to below Carrot's ear.
"And after that... you can thank me in any way you might like..."
"... oh..."
It dawned on Carrot exactly what it was that Marron meant. He found himself with another chocolate pressed to his open mouth, which he accepted. Not to be outdone, he picked up one and pressed it to Marron's mouth, not wishing to end up having consumed the entire box himself; this led to spontaneous giggles, led to trying to hold each other down in an attempt to feed more chocolate to the other, led to creamy-flavoured kisses and then the eventual concentration back to each other.
The chocolates could wait. The gratitude, however, couldn't.
For that in itself, Marron was quite thankful.
~fin~
~15th February 2005~
(yes, just a little bit late ^^;)