Chapter 80 - EXTRA – Playing the A.d.u.l.t Game (1/2)
POV: Hunthor (younger brother)
I had a lot of fun playing around with Shu, even though I was surprised by his new form, I was glad to have a pup to play with; not that I was trying to make less of my brother, but he had always been the more serious type, even more as he grew up, and after our mother's death…
I think is understandable, even more as the older brother, that he felt obligated to look after me as we were thrown into this world without proper treatment and knowledge; some could even call it a miracle that we manage to survive, especially after we encounter the first humans.
Well, at least I manage to change his mind about that, don't know what would have happened if he kept being stubborn about hating humans and feeding this anger inside him.
I never let him notice, but I was pretty scared when he did showed that anger, how his eyes would turn dark, a determined glint to them that indicated that he was capable of the most unspeakable things if provoked enough.
And yet I had always trusted him, I knew that what he did was for my well-being, but as we grow up, the more I felt… suffocated.
I know, is bad, I should be thankful for having him in my life, and I'm, is just… I don't have freedom, and I know that is because he is scared of me getting hurt, but sometimes that is necessary for me to learn, being dependent of him is not good.
He understood some of that… but with limitations. He let me train, attack, fight, but not go in the city on my own, not have my own bedroom in an inn, not being able to decide what to do or where to go next.
I don't think he even realizes it, how all just suffocated me, dragged me down… especially with Aeglos.
I've always enjoyed his company, and always had to beg for my brother so we could meet with the elves, but as I growl up so did my attachment to him.
I did not know what to name it, but more and more I caught myself thinking about him, wanting to spend my time with Aeglos, and noticing little details that I did not before; of how his different diadems framed his face nicely and brought up the beauty of his white hair even more, sometimes changing the hairstyle and letting it fall in waves, of how I enjoyed hearing him talk in elven tongue, of how his eyes would shine I little brighter when he saw me, or how his long elves ears would move ever so slightly in accordance with his expressions and mood.
The tip of the iceberg was when Aeglos told me he felt the same, that he thought of me all the time, and that what I was feeling is called love.
Words still felt weird to me…Love… how could they fit all these sensations I felt in so little syllables?
Yet I knew with the touch of our fingertips that he was right, that we were bound like this, though it took some time; and some explanation of his part; for me to understand that there were different types of love, brotherly love is one of them.
But… what kind of love did we feel for each other?
”It is… a couple love.” He says, hesitantly.
”Couple?”
”Yes, like the birds I told you about that take years to find their partner that will last to the end of their lives.”
”Oh, I see, but how is different from the other types of love?”
”Well, for starters, this is different.” He says, bringing our intertwined hands up close so I could see. ”And, well, this too.”
He caught me by surprise by kissing me, soft and slow, the first intimate contact I had with anyone my entire life. And I have to admit… It made me eager for more when he stops, a strange needy warm growing in me.
After that, well… We start kissing quite more often while holding hands, mostly when we were alone, Aeglos request as he said that we should not do it in front of others.
I did not understand, but choose to trust him on that.
But yet, something grew inside me, something greedy, eager, but what for exactly I did not know; I just knew I wanted more, and insisted on that with Aeglos.
Until he… agree to show me, but at a slow pace.
I remember him talking about how we should enjoy it slowly or how I was too young to perceive some things or even how it seemed like he was taking advantage of me in some way; though when I confronted him about it he brushed the subject aside.
Uhm… I wonder how old Aeglos is?
So that night, after my brother's weird story, when I got everyone drunk; by mistake mind you; I planned to meet him to ask for details about it because the last time we talked he had been really vague about it, hesitant even, and I had put my big-boy pants on and was going to confront him just as my big brother would.
Uhum, that's right.
So, when my brother forces me to sleep in the living room with him I wasn't really surprised, already planning my escaped beforehand.
But for now…I lay down like a good obedient brother, putting a lot of effort into keeping my breathing steady and at the same time staying awake, pinching my arm under the blanket from time to time so the jolt of pain would bring my conscious back from the fogginess of sleep.
Since I was slightly mad at my brother he knew that I would not be up to chat, so I had the perfect excuse to simply lay down and pretend to sleep while turned around, that is, until I heard his breath steady and his heartbeat slow down.
After a few minutes waiting a big smile appears on my face as I slowly turn around, having his sleeping face turned towards me, confirming my assumptions that he had fallen asleep, his ears flopped to the side and one in front of his face.
I quickly take the blanket off of me, suddenly very excited, but he mumbles at the sound, making me stop stupidly making sounds.
That's one of the few times that I agree with my brother on having to invest a little on stealth; though I don't think he would like it if I used it against him.
Oh well.
After countless attempts and a slow advance I somehow manage to escape, tiptoeing my way towards Aeglos room.
Receiving no answer I whisper his name, turning the nob and entering his room, only to find… nothing. The bed was empty and organized, as if no one had slept there.
That is, until I feel his strong arms embracing my shoulders as he hugs me from behind, his long hair brushing against my skin as his chin lays down on my shoulder, his warm breath making me shudder, even more when he speaks so close in a low voice:
”I missed you…”
He spoke in elven language, but not because he could not lie while using it, no, but because he knew how he turned me on when he did that.
My tail starts wiggling on its own as my heart speeds up, my body reacting in a weird way even though he had done nothing at all; and yet I start getting hot in expectation.
”Did you missed me too?”
This time his lips brushed against my ears, his warm breath tickling me and make me squeak a yes that was a little too loud, earning a chuckle from him. With his breath so close to me I could clearly smell alcohol in it.
”Are you drunk Agy?” I ask, giddy, aware that he must have been affected by the alcohol I drunk as the others were to some extent.
”You are too sweet Thor…” He says, ignoring my statement and stroking the tip of his nose up and down my neck. And yet… I did not mind this bold Aeglos at all.
His body, far bigger than mine, cupped mine from behind, covering my vision as I could only hear the click of the door being locked behind us.
He starts kissing a path on my neck and shoulder, his wet soft lips making a smooshing sound that makes me sigh in extasy.
”Are you sure of this?” He pauses to ask, somewhat still sober enough to care and cherish my wishes, but I only nod vigorously, not wanting him to stop nor wanting to speak so I won't break my focus on his caresses.
His hands that were patiently resting on my hip now brush their way up, and even the cloth between could not keep a fire from spreading inside of me.
I won't deny, I'm a little scared with the many new sensations and reactions that my body was having, but the thought of stopping seemed distant and misplaced, being easily covered by his touch.
He finally reaches down toward my n.i.p.p.l.es, making me gasp and sign with the slightest brush, my hands grabbing his hands for support but not moving them away from me as his fingers start to trace circles around my n.i.p.p.l.es, brushing the tip from time to time and making my body glue even more to his behind me.
Then he starts to give all his attention to the tip, the cloth creating more friction as he twisted the tip slightly, pulled, and moved his finger on the tip rapidly, making the pressure and fire inside me grew on my lower region as an electric numbing current made my body involuntarily tremble.
”Do you like having your n.i.p.p.l.es teased that much…?”
”Ah, a-aham” I barely manage to answer when one of his hands go down and undo my thin robe, leaving my skin exposed to his other hand that keeps teasing my n.i.p.p.l.e.
His other hand, however, traces my body with the tip of his fingers, going lower and lower and making my body burn up when he reached under my bellybutton.