Ashley Raventon (
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marlowemuses2016-11-19 07:06 pm
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.
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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"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."
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"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."
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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.
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"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."
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"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.
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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."
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"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.
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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."
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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.
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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.
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"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."
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He gently withdrew his cock, but otherwise didn't move. He was much too comfortable.
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Ashley gasped as Arkady pulled out of him, leaving him feeling empty and sensitive. He was still warm and protected, with Arkady's seed dripping from him. He squirmed comfortably, enjoying his brother's weight pinning him down. "Feels nice, Arkady. I'm glad I'm yours. Your plaything. Your pet."
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"Business can wait. I think I'll take a personal day."
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Smiling with pleasure, Ashley squirmed a little beneath him. "I want kisses, Arkady. Stay and kiss me a while." He loved being spoiled, especially when it was Arkady's attention being lavished upon him, and he absolutely planned to spend the day coaxing Arkady into spoiling him and ravishing him.
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Sliding off Ashley, he gently turned his brother back over, running his hand down the smooth chest while the other hand stroked his thigh. He lay back on top of Ashley, smiling down at him. "Mine."
Arkady leaned in and kissed his brother on the lips, pulling back a little to nip his bottom lip before kissing him again.
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Sliding his hand up, he tangled his fingers in Arkady's hair, keening softly with pleasure and need.
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His hands cupped Ashley's face, thumbs stroking the sharp cheekbones. Ashley always did have lovely cheekbones. "Have I ever told you how beautiful you are?"
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"No," he said, because then Arkady would have to tell him again. He grinned, dark eyes watching Arkady's face with open adoration. "Not ever."
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"You are the most beautiful creature there ever was," Arkady whispered, stroking Ashley's face with his fingers, trailing over his cheeks and lips. That hand then ran through his brother's hair. "You're like a siren of legend, and I'm completely under your spell." Arkady pressed another kiss to those beautiful lips.
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