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Sin and Salvation

Ashley Raventon had known for his entire life that his brother was the center of the world. As much as Ashley liked the attention of others, it was always his brother he sought when he was hurt or upset. If there was anything in the world that he desired, Ashley went to his brother to coax and wheedle and beg until he got his desires.

Ashley had known, too, when he grew old enough to have an interest in men and women, that none of them compared to his brother. None of them were as tall, as handsome, as intelligent, as confident. And though Ashley enjoyed thoroughly a number of dalliances as he was finding out his tastes and temperament, they all left him feeling lonely, and he often preferred to spend his evenings in his brother's study, reading a book until he got bored, and then monopolizing Arkady's attention until he was tired.

It was not until he was nineteen that he realized that he might be able to consolidate his interests. Morality and legality had never bothered the Raventons much, Ashley least of all, and Ashley found himself achingly bored of everyone in the world but his brother.

"Evening, Arkady," Ashley said, having decided upon what he wanted but not yet how to get it. He strode boldly into his brother's study, long red hair loose down his back. His clothing was impeccably fashionable, with tight-fitting breeches and a loose white shirt, his vest and jacket somewhere misplaced.

Leaning forward across his brother's desk, Ashley propped his elbows on the desk and snagged one of the papers in front of his brother, curious to see what business or scholarship occupied Arkady's attention tonight.

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Arkady pushed two fingers inside Ashley, sinking in one knuckle at a time. "My brother. My love," He had a nice view of Ashley's cock from this angle, which he looked at with loving eyes. Arkady took his brother's length in hand, stroking it up and down while leaning in to kiss the head.

Ashley gasped softly as his brother's fingers entered him, slowly coaxing him open. He grinned at the sight of Arkady between his legs, leaning down to kiss the tip of his cock.

"Yes, Arkady," he said, pushing Arkady's head down to encourage him to keep going in that particular direction. "Please, Arkady," he added, with a little pout in order to make the demand slightly less demanding.

Arkady smiled up at his brother. "Whatever you desire." He went back to kissing his brother's cock, tongue probing the slit, before taking it into his mouth. As he did this, he slid another finger into Ashley, working him slowly. His mouth slid up and down his lover's length, moaning around it.

Ashley melted for him at that. His grip on Arkady's hair tightened, nails digging into Arkady's scalp. "Arkady," he gasped, writhing happily and grinding his hips against Arkady's hand, shamelessly trying to fuck himself on his brother's fingers. "Oh."

Arkady let out a muffled grunt, but didn't let up, still sucking on Ashley. The fingers inside his brother thrust a little faster, shifting slightly so he was rubbing the other man's sweet spot. "You like this, my love?" No sooner did he ask then he put his mouth right back around Ashley's cock.

"Yessss," Ashley purred, trembling against the mattress as Arkady worked him open, lavishing attention upon his cock. "Arkady." Arching up as he moved his hips to meet Arkady's hand, it didn't take Ashley long to come under the combined stimulation. He offered no warning other than the tightening of his grip in Arkady's hair before he was spilling himself into his brother's mouth.

Arkady didn't pull away, swallowing every drop that his brother released until he was dry. He pulled his fingers out slowly and raised his head, sliding off his cock. "Delicious," Arkady crawled up Ashley's body until they were face-to-face, kissing him deeply.

Ashley moaned into his mouth, tasting himself on Arkady's tongue. Clutching at him, Ashley returned the kiss as good as he got, quivering with aftershocks of pleasure.

Laughing and panting as the kiss broke, Ashley gave him a besotted little grin. "Flip me over and fuck me. Please."

"So eager. So insatiable," Arkady pulled away from Ashley, but only to comply with his brother's request. He gently turned his lover onto his stomach, before coating his cock with some oil. He pressed the tip to Ashley's entrance, teasing him a little, before pushing into him, sliding in smoothly.

Ashley gasped with pleasure as Arkady breached him. He was plenty ready from the finger fucking he'd gotten earlier, and felt only warmth and satisfaction as Arkady filled him.

"Arkady," he purred, and laughed, shivering at the sensation of it. Still over-sensitive from his orgasm, every little movement made him gasp and clutch at the pillows, laughing with delight and affection. "Arkady."

Arkady moaned softly as Ashley's flesh quivered around his cock, sending a jolt through it. He let it just sit inside his brother for a minute, so they could both enjoy the sensation of filling and being filled. Seeing Ashley like this, bared to him, his cock inside of him, it was more than Arkady could have ever asked for.

He leaned down to kiss Ashley between his shoulders, "Tell me again how much you love me." He slowly pulled halfway out, letting Ashley feel every inch of him, but didn't thrust back in just yet. "Tell me that you're mine."

Ashley keened beneath him, quivering with need as Arkady pulled out halfway, teasing him. "Arkady," he moaned, half plea and half laugh.

Tossing his silk and blood hair over his shoulder, Ashley tilted his head to look back at his brother, all coy invitation. "I'm yours."

His body clenched and flared around Arkady, muscles trying instinctively to draw him back in.

"Please," Ashley begged, and giggled, absolutely wrecked with stimulation and affection. "Make me your whore."

That's what Arkady loved to hear. The words of love coming from Ashley's mouth, being said to him. Words of love, all for him. Words of devotion and desire, for Arkady.

"Yes, my love," Arkady thrust back in sharply, all the way to the hilt. He let out a loud moan as he was suddenly surrounded by Ashley's body again.

He pulled back out, then in again, setting a face, yet even, pace, listening to their flesh slap together. He kissed Ashley's neck, tasting sweat. "Mine. You're all mine, my brother."

Ashley yelped at the sharp thrust into him, taking him, claiming him. His skin tingled everywhere Arkady touched him, leaving him eager for more.

"Arkady," he whimpered, overwhelmed and loving every moment of it. He gasped as Arkady's lips brushed his neck, warm breath tickling at his sensitive skin, and his lashes fell shut so that he could better savor every part of the gentle kisses and the rough thrusts. His cock stirred and filled, oversensitive from orgasm so that every slide of his hips against the sheets was exquisite torture. "Bite," he begged, voice breaking around a gasp. "Claim."

Ashley didn't have to ask twice. Arkady's teeth brushed against Ashley's neck, just teasing him at first. Then he bit down, hard enough to leave an imprint but not draw blood. Hard enough to claim, but not break the skin and cause his lover actual harm.

He laved at the fresh bite marks. "Now everyone can know you're mine." Even though he'd bitten at a spot that could easily be covered. Didn't want the servants finding out just yet.

Spurned on by the act of biting Ashley, Arkady increased the speed of his hips, pulling almost all the way out before thrusting right back in as hard as he could.

Ashley cried out at the bite, shuddering beneath him. Every inch of his skin was alight with the desire for more, mingling with the exhausted pleasure of being overwhelmed, claimed, ravished.

"Arkady," he begged, whining as Arkady pulled back, nearly leaving him, and then slid in to the hilt, brutally hard. Incoherent with need, Ashley moaned beneath him. He trembled, body twitching at each thrust, completely wrecked by being taken like this. "'Kady. Yours."

Arkady kissed the bite mark, before trailing his lips over to kiss Ashley's ear, then his hair. He reached under his brother's face to turn it just far enough that their lips could meet. His tongue brushed Ashley's lips, his tongue, and the inside of his cheek, tasting hints of Ashley's seed still on his tongue. Arkady moaned at the eroticism of it all, at tasting Ashley again.

"Your flesh is so soft. So warm." He gave another sharp thrust for emphasis, savoring the friction between them. His hand reached beneath Ashley, caught between the bed and his brother's body, and began circling the flesh just above his pelvis.

Ashley moaned into the kiss, grabbing at Arkady's hair to pull him down and keep him there, heads close and bodies entwined. He grinned, all radiant wickedness, eager to explore all manner of depravity as long as he had Arkady beside him.

Crying out at the sharp thrust, Ashley bucked beneath him, trying to grind his hips into that warm, teasing hand. He wanted more, always more, greedy and impatient for every inch of Arkady, every moment of his time. "Arkady."

Arkady smiled again as he heard Ashley say his name. His name, said in that lovely voice, coming from his beloved's lips. It made him thrust sharply again, growling with ecstasy.

"My lovely," His hand trailed down Ashley's smooth stomach until his fingers brushed his lover's cock. He slowly stroked the shaft with the tips of his fingers, just barely touching the head. "Does this feel good?" He wrapped his fingers around his brother's length, just letting his fingers rest on it.

"Yes," Ashley whimpered with overwhelmed pleasure at each thrust, keeping his hand tight in Arkady's hair to keep him trapped close so that he could feel Arkady's breath hot and wet against his shoulder. "My brother." He cried out again at another thrust, shuddering at the pleasure of how it rocked his hips forward into Arkady's gentle grip. "Arkady!"

He felt exquisitely oversensitive, somewhere well past orgasm and yet not quite able to reach his next one. Whimpering, he pressed his face into the mattress, closing his eyes so that he could savor the pleasure and torment of it. "Arkady."

Arkady smiled against Ashley's shoulder, peppering the soft skin with kisses. Ashley was all his. Sure, his brother had other lovers, but none of them could ever be as close to him as Arkady. None of them would love him the way Arkady did.

He stroked Ashley's cock, caught between the soft sheets and his brother's body. "You want to come. I know you do." He gently bit Ashley's ear, not enough to cause any pain, before burying him face in his red hair, kissing his scalp. It made him thrust even harder into him, moaning with each stroke.

Ashley moaned in reply, yearning above all to please his brother. Awash in pleasure and devotion, Ashley cried out, spilling himself into the sheets as Arkady pounded into him, drowning him in kisses. He felt complete like this, knowing he was just where he belonged and that Arkady possessed him utterly. "Arkady," he whimpered, shuddering beneath him as the orgasm wrung through him.

Arkady felt Ashley tighten around him, which drove him over the edge and caused him to spill inside of his brother. Seeing Ashley in such ecstasy alone might have done it as well. Knowing that his brother loved him and was so devoted to him.

When he felt himself run dry, he lay on Ashley's back and purred into his ear, "My love." Arkady kissed his lover's ear before resting his head on his shoulder. He didn't pull out yet, letting his flaccid cock just sit inside Ashley and enjoy the feel of him a little longer.

"Arkady," he sighed, releasing his grip on Arkady's hair and relaxing beneath him. He felt deeply satisfied, knowing that he was safe and adored. Arkady was his in every sense, and Ashley was never going to loosen his possessiveness. Arkady would never marry, never have any affection or attachment more important than him. He wouldn't allow it. "Say I'm yours."

Ashley never had to worry about being replaced. Nobody else would ever have Arkady's undivided attention and love. Arkady would never love another the way he loved Ashley. "Mine. Now and forever.

He gently withdrew his cock, but otherwise didn't move. He was much too comfortable.

Edited 2017-05-06 21:58 (UTC)

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