Lurid Desires of One's Heart

Lurid Desires of One’s Heart - Chapter 1

Emotions rose within that I did not have a name for, ignoring them I spoke only truth, “You should know that affection between Otousan and Okaasan are different from that between us, Sasuke.”

His brows furrowed as confusion fell over his dainty features, “But…”

I shushed him with a finger over his parted lips as I raised myself to my elbows, “Your open affections would have been improper had anyone else been present.” He blushed lightly, and I let my index finger slide from his lips as his tongue passed over the dry delicate flesh. His eyes averted, looking downward as his hands gripped both of his knees. His small hands were callous with dirt lying in the grooves of the rough skin, this feature added to the boy’s ethereal qualities even if it conflicted with his features, it added to his exquisiteness.

“It would have been embarrassing for you?” He seemed to be ashamed that he hadn’t known what he was doing, something told me he still didn’t quite grasp what he had done.

“Iie, but love between brothers should be… subdued. It is disrespectful to openly display affection in public.”

Sasuke fidgeted, “What about when we’re alone?”

I had no answer to that question other than to ward away his thoughts of affection by turning him away from me, but I hesitated.

“Nii-san?”

I shook my head, “I’m not sure, Sasuke.”

He shifted forward in my direction with his hands buried in the dense grass before him, “Can I…hug you?”

A hug could hardly be construed as ill will, especially between two brothers who were so far apart in age. It would be seen as endearing.

I nodded my consent causing his small frame to lunge forward and into my arms. I smiled softly, letting my large hands caress his small back through his loose shirt. This affection he so readily shared with me, was something I could not comprehend, and the feelings that accompanied this action were equally incomprehensible.

His small body moved against mine suggestively, though I’m sure it was by accident as he pulled back in my arms to stare at me. His brows were drawn in question, but I remained impassive.

After a moment of just staring his small callous hands moved to touch my cheeks tentatively, getting a feel of the skin under the pads of his fingertips. From my cheeks they traveled to the deep impressions near the bridge of my nose. His index fingertips traced them before his hands moved lower to touch the thin skin of my lips. All the while I stared directly at him, watching his fascination and awe.

He was at a very curious stage in life, and it seemed he had been longing to test the feel of another. Of course, his knowledge of social situations held him back from openly touching a stranger or close friend, so he came to the only source he knew for this experimentation.

His thumbs pushed the flesh of my lower lip and my jaw released to let him peer inside. A shy index finger braved the dark cavern, but my tongue came to meet the strange visitor flicking over the tip and blunt nail. He pulled the finger back instantly while his wide eyes flicked up to mine as if to ask, ‘Why’d you do that?’.

My lips pressed together as I smiled at his perplexed expression. With that simple quirk, his attention switched back to whatever captivated it previously.

Sasuke’s innocent curiosity was amusing, and that curiosity did not idle as he shifted against me to get closer. His eyes pierced mine a second before their gaze shifted to that of my mouth, a silent question. With a silent answer I gazed back into the deep depth of his eyes, and he pressed his lips to mine for a second time, then a quick third. I responded neither time as the pecks he gave were short and quick, but he seemed to long for more without the knowledge to know how to proceed further with this situation.

As I was about to announce that we should head back, his tongue swiped my lower lip. My brows drew together in confusion, but he failed to pay attention letting his tongue swipe at my upper lip as well. Watching and letting myself succumb to his naive yet arousing fumbling ministrations would prove difficult to resist temptation as I would come to want more should he delve any further with his innocent sexually inquisitive interests.

I failed to respond as I did with all his other movements, if you could call a straining erection no response to the aforementioned actions. If he felt what he had aroused, he showed no sign of recognizing it. Instead he pulled back enough to put some space between us, and looked down a faint blush enhancing his ethereal qualities.

“Nii-san,” he began and paused trying to think of a way to tell me whatever coursed his thoughts, “I want…need…something more.”

I knew exactly what he was talking about, but resolved that that should be put off for the moment if at all possible. Though, his longing pleading voice was my undoing, and before any coherent thought passed through my skull, my hands clamped on his slender hips jerking him forward to bring our lips together again.

My right hand passed over the length of his body from his hip to his cheek gently caressing the skin there to coax my younger brother into opening his mouth for me. He complied as soon as my tongue touched his lower lip causing him to moan lowly. Allowing my tongue to invade the recesses of his tender mouth, I laved at his sweet tongue encouraging Sasuke to move his tongue as I did.

Of course, my otouto learned exceedingly quick, and copied movement for movement as the heat of our mouths melded with the other.

As the kiss came to an end, I breathed deep, but kept my facial expressions in check. Sasuke’s, however, could be read clearly as his breath was uneven and labored. Maybe it had been too early to subject him to such raw physical affections…

“More. I…want more, nii-san.”