呉島 貴虎 | kureshima takatora (
heavenlydecree) wrote2015-02-01 12:56 pm
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the moon is rising on this dangerous night //
[Takatora had, as usual, buried himself in work all day. He'd even stayed out far later than usual due to a few back-to-back business meetings, though he'd been kind enough to spare a few moments to let Mitsuzane know. He didn't want his younger brother to worry about where he was or why he wasn't home on time. Unfortunately, he was a bit vague with saying "probably around midnight". It had been one of those nights, meetings followed by outings and social drinking. Takatora had honestly never cared for it, but it was something he did because it made business partners happy. People talked a lot more when they had alcohol in their system as well, but Takatora had been careful to be polite in his acceptance of drinks while still going slow enough to maintain his composure. There was always the sinking concern that someone would manipulate information out of him while he was vulnerable. He couldn't allow that to happen.
By the time he returns home, it's closer to twelve-thirty. His clothing and everything about him smells of smoke and alcohol. It makes him a bit self-conscious, knowing it's completely out of character for him. He'd even, on one of his rare instances, accepted a cigarette from a colleague. It was a strange and nostalgic happening, but Takatora had thoroughly washed his mouth out afterwards. Still, the smell of smoke from that and the bar itself clung to him.
Takatora rubs at the back of his neck as he walks through the home, anxious to change out of his clothes. However, in passing Mitsuzane's door, he hesitates and then doubles back. It would be best to check on him in case he'd waited up. So he knocks, careful and light.]
Mitsuzane?
By the time he returns home, it's closer to twelve-thirty. His clothing and everything about him smells of smoke and alcohol. It makes him a bit self-conscious, knowing it's completely out of character for him. He'd even, on one of his rare instances, accepted a cigarette from a colleague. It was a strange and nostalgic happening, but Takatora had thoroughly washed his mouth out afterwards. Still, the smell of smoke from that and the bar itself clung to him.
Takatora rubs at the back of his neck as he walks through the home, anxious to change out of his clothes. However, in passing Mitsuzane's door, he hesitates and then doubles back. It would be best to check on him in case he'd waited up. So he knocks, careful and light.]
Mitsuzane?
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[He flops down and turns away from Takatora.]
No fun...
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[Takatora sits down on the edge of the bed and sets the glass down, then nudges Mitsuzane to sit back up.]
Come here.
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Mm?
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Drink all of this and you can lie back down.
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Nii-san... I love you, nii-san...
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I love you too, Mitsuzane. More than anything.
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[He reaches up to wrap his arms around his brother's shoulders, trying to tug him down.]
Nii-san...
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[He allows Mitsuzane to pull him down, leaning over the other with one hand on either side of him.]
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I love you...
[How can he even express it? He lets out a little gasp, and tries to push up against his brother.]
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-- Mitsuzane, no. Not right now.
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[His voice pitches up - why not? Why can't he express it? He needs to. His brother has to know just how much he wants to be with him.]
Nii-san, please... please...
[It's begging, but he needs it. He needs to be close to know that there's one person he can always count on, that he can express his love to.]
I just... I just want to...
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[But that pleading is making it very hard to resist. It's always been difficult to stand his ground when Mitsuzane wants something. ... He gives in a little, adjusting his position to grab his brother's waist and hold him there, running his fingers over the bare skin. ... no, he really should stop.]
Later. When you're better.
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[Oh, he's more than that. The feeling of his brother's skin against his own feels wonderful, and he lets out a low moan, pressing up against it.]
... You promise later? I... I really want you to... to touch me... to hold me... I want to feel you against me, nii-san... I want to feel you in me...
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Mitsuzane...
[Maybe these friends really were a bad influence...]
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[He tugs at him again, trying to pull him down against him.]
I didn't hear that promise...
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[He's... a little terrified that Mitsuzane will regret what they're doing. Or hate him later. He's supposed to be the responsible one, after all. He frowns, then rolls back onto the bed and lays down next to his brother.]
I won't promise anything.
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[He closes his eyes and curls up a bit, turning away.]
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[He grabs at his brother and tries to turn him around again.]
I love you very much. Nothing you could do would change my feelings for you.
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I just... I just want you to love me, and I know you love me like that too... and I just thought... that's what you would want. I want to be close to you and I want to touch you and... you're really hot, nii-san. It's hard to control myself around you...
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When Mitsuzane reaches for his hand and misses, Takatora grabs for Mitsuzane's instead.]
What I want is to be close to you. I want to protect you, keep you safe, and make you believe above all else how much you mean to me. Whatever it takes to convince you of that... I'll consider.
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I want to help nii-san, too. I want to protect him and keep him safe... and no matter what tries to hurt you, I'll help you fight it. You're my brother... I want you to feel good, not terrible. I want to make you smile, not cry... I know you've been... doing work with dangerous things...
[He looks at his brother's shoulder pointedly, before looking back at him.]
... So nii-san can tell me whatever he needs in order to let me help him...
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I'll be fine, Mitsuzane.
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No. Things are getting really dangerous out there... and I don't know what I would do if something happened to you. So you need to promise that you'll let me protect you. Let me be your armor, nii-san. Let me help you.
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