By late afternoon, Ryuuki was drooping over his work. "Is it very bad of me to wish that Aniue had become Emperor instead of me?" he asked, mournfully.
Seiran looked up from the tea he had brought, laughing softly. "It isn’t bad of you." He tilted his head, hands stilling as he regarded Ryuuki thoughtfully. "Do you need to take a break?"
Ryuuki made a wistful noise and Seiran smiled. "Very well, then." He set aside the tea set and settled comfortably on the raised seat under the windows. Ryuuki’s eyes widened a little as his brother’s whole bearing changed, turning straight and open and confident, the way it had been years ago.
"Come here, Ryuuki." Seiran held his hand out, and the command in his voice made Ryuuki’s breath catch. He came, obediently, and laid his hand in his brother’s, kneeling on the seat beside him. Seiran smiled, slow and pleased, and pulled, and Ryuuki gasped as he was tumbled down into Seiran’s lap in a dishevelled sprawl.
"Aniue…"
"Stay right there," Seiran said softly, in his ear.
Ryuuki shivered and did as he was told, leaning against Seiran’s chest with his robe falling open over his parted legs. A moan caught in his throat as Seiran’s fingers slid over his bared thighs, stroking them further apart. He panted for breath, leaning his head on his brother’s shoulder as Seiran’s hands pulled his robes further open, baring more of him to be touched by sunlight and his brother. This was the way it should be. "If things had been the way they should," he whispered, "I would have served you. Obeyed you always."
Seiran’s lips curved, against Ryuuki’s throat. "You obey me now, little brother."
Ryuuki moaned again as Seiran’s hand closed on his cock, strong and knowing. It was the middle of the day and this was his outer room. Anyone might come and see him, spread out and disordered over Seiran’s lap and being fondled so openly. But Seiran’s order held him where he was as Seiran’s hand worked between his legs and heat curled through him.
And that was as it should be. For a little while, they could set the world right again.
Seien ruled him absolutely, and always would, and that was just the way Ryuuki liked it.
End
asplhdgoiwahergwea!!!!!!!!
I got here, Seiran held his hand out, and the command in his voice made Ryuuki’s breath catch. and was TOO FREAKING EXCITED TO CONTINUE READING. I just keep reading that first bit and squeeing. laksdgglahsdghsdg
I’m gonna go calm down, and see if I can read and comment on this like a rational person instead of being COMPLETELY INCOHERENT WITH GLEE.
<3 <3 <3
*huge grin* Gotta admit, you managed to tap one of my own kinks with this prompt, so everyone wins.
Ok. So you know that I still mostly want to keymash and flail at you, because you wrote this for me, right? I am trying my best for coherence. But seriously, I had no idea how badly I wanted this, and that such an awesome writer took it up. Just. So so much glee.
If things had been the way they should,” he whispered, “I would have served you. Obeyed you always.”
Seiran’s lips curved, against Ryuuki’s throat. “You obey me now, little brother.”
Ryuuki moaned Ok, this little exchange totally SLAYS me. WITH AWESOME. Because, I mean. Seiran is such a GOOD top. O.O Knows just what baby brother needs. ohgod I’m going to hell. And Ryuuki. Baby. Such a slut for him, and so broken where he’s concerned, and just. Ahhh.
Coherence fail. Try again, Y/N?
*hearts some more*
Those were my favorite lines; they just /came/ and nailed the dynamic I was trying to describe. Love it when the characters cooperate like that.
Clearly, we’ll need a party suite in fangirl hell.
It’ll be great! There’ll be cake and music until obscene hours of the night, and DSL and Lots of porn.
Heaven’s just got clouds. Psh
…you know, I feel bad sometimes that I have /such/ a brotherly love that hinges on modes of address, but oh well.
Seriously, the thought of Ryuuki saying Aniue to Seiran in those particularly circumstances… guhbibblehot.
*rueful* I know what you mean. But bulletproof if bulletproof.
*thud* *complete and utter thud*
*grins* Excellent.
Short but amazing. I only wish that it was longer.
Thank you so much! *wry* Comment-fic always does feel a little abbreviated, doesn’t it?
That’s true. I guess it’s because it’s written so well that nobody wants it to end.
I love it~ more please~
Thank you!