Chapter Text
Maybe their situation was similar to a natural disaster. A series of events that led to each other with only the slightest pathology in the system; like a domino effect, amounting to something spectacular and terrible in the end. Maybe this was an earthquake. Maybe this was a hurricane.
It was all Todomatsu could think about. His thoughts were of nothing but potential, of what could be if he allowed it. Of what could happen between him and Jyushimatsu. He already had Jyushimatsu's consent. They've already come this far. What was one more transgression?
Thoughts like that would lead them to their doom, surely. It had been fun and games, and then fun and not quite a game anymore. But Todomatsu had to keep a clear head. He had to be sensible. Jyushimatsu himself knew how dire things could turn out to be if they let themselves go too far, and the risks were not worth it. This was enough. They would make it enough. And it made sense to cut off a little, on this indulgence Todomatsu had gotten so used to. It wasn't natural. Jyushimatsu shouldn't have gotten a phone in the first place.
But he couldn't blame Jyushimatsu if he tried. He didn't like blaming himself, but he couldn't entirely do that, too. They were just...caught up in feelings.
It wasn't easy trying to practically break up with a twin. It was impossible, almost. But Todomatsu could at least try to control himself, and Jyushimatsu had a sense of rationality left in him still when it came to serious things such as this.
So they tried.
//
He did not send Jyushimatsu a picture for a while. A while was two days, but the thought was profound in his mind. He had gotten so used to sending pictures to Jyushimatsu, it felt like an itch once he deliberately stopped himself from doing so. The knowledge of why he was stopping himself sat heavy and low in his stomach. It made him uneasy. It made him...fidgety.
He felt like an addict looking to get a fix, it took so much self-control, he felt kind of stupid for having let himself get in this deep. But Todomatsu was never a fan of self-deprivation.
Two days was long enough. Todomatsu figured he could at least try to ease himself out of their new habit, rather than cut himself off completely. He was on the floor of their room, lying down on the ground as he scrolled through social media, not really paying attention to what he was seeing. He looked around.
The window was open; the clouds were a little dark today, and Todomatsu took a picture of the view outside. Just one shot, and forwarded it to Jyushimatsu.
niisan looks like its gonna rain
did you bring an umbrella?
Minutes of silence. It wasn't new. Sometimes Jyushimatsu took a while before replying, caught up in whatever he was doing. For some reason, Todomatsu felt queasy. Somehow, he felt...
The reply came eventually, it didn't take Jyushimatsu too long. But Todomatsu took his time opening it. He still didn't feel so good.
I didnt!!
But its okay totty ill just run home super fast
Or have a quick shower!
don't niisan rains acidic!
and you might get a fever
come home soon before it starts!
Will i melt???
Like icecream!
Ill come home ill come home
Todomatsu smiled. And felt guilty for it, somehow, and there was an ache in his chest he had never felt before. He gripped his phone, and put it face down on the floor. It hurt. He didn't know exactly what was hurting but it was, and he couldn’t—He groaned into the floor in despair, and reached for his phone again.
come home safe ♡( ◡‿◡ )
Texting sucked sometimes, because Jyushimatsu couldn't tell how he was feeling from his words. Which meant that he probably wanted Jyushimatsu to know his distress. That was selfish. (When had Todomatsu been anything but selfish, though.)
Did Jyushimatsu feel as unsettled as he did? Or did he feel fine, like nothing was out of the norm? It was hard to tell, with Jyushimatsu. Granted, they were in a situation they had never been in before, so there was no assuming anything. Todomatsu just hoped he didn't feel so heartsick about all of it. It was terrible, to long for something he couldn't have. It was out of the question.
Todomatsu needed to accept this. He needed to move on.
//
Jyushimatsu did not come home until very late that night. It wasn't something new, but it wasn't something common either, and after telling Todomatsu that he was heading home because of the rain, it was very worrying. Todomatsu called him at one point, after the sun went down, and the line was dead.
Somehow, more than anything, that scared him the most.
He had half a mind to tell his brothers that they should be looking for Jyushimatsu when the door to their room opened, and Jyushimatsu stepped in, drenched from the previously pouring rain outside. He looked a little lost.
"Jyushimatsu!" Karamatsu exclaimed, while Todomatsu stared and stared, "Are you okay?"
"I ran into a truck!" Jyushimatsu exclaimed, but there was something different in his voice, "The truck didn't see me and I didn't see the truck and then—bang! I was flying. But I'm okay though!" Choromatsu and Ichimatsu were already checking him over like fussy motherhens, Choromatsu tutting at the scrapes and reddish bruises he found.
"I'm fine! But um," Jyushimatsu reached into the pocket of his pants and took something out, "My phone's broken."
He was speaking directly to Todomatsu now; he was looking at Todomatsu, hand extended towards Todomatsu. The phone really was destroyed, bent completely out of shape, spiderweb cracks in the glass screen. It was beyond repair. "Ah, nii-san. I'm so sorry."
Jyushimatsu shook his head, flippant for someone who was hit by a truck, "No, no. I really should have been more careful. The truck ran over it. I don't think I can fix this, though."
Todomatsu laughed a little, only because that was hilariously true, "I don't think so either."
There was something rising in him, a sort of emotion he doesn’t (wouldn’t) comprehend, but Todomatsu shook his head, ignoring it, “But you’re okay, nii-san? Does it hurt too much anywhere?”
“No,” Jyushimatsu said, palm curling over the remnants of his phone, “I’m just a little sore.”
Osomatsu piped up, “Some hot water would do you good. We were gonna leave for the bath anyway. Come on, Jyushimatsu. You cheated death once again.”
“It’s a talent!” Jyushimatsu posed with both his arms flexed, a strongman pose, but even Todomatsu could see how lackluster it was.
He wanted to ask if Jyushimatsu was okay. Something about all this made him feel…odd. But mostly, there was an almost overwhelming sense of relief. Wasn’t that terrible?
But perhaps this was the push they needed all along.
“Let’s go, nii-san,” he made himself say anyway, not wanting to linger on his thoughts, “Let’s get you cleaned up.”
//
He was stopped by a hand on his elbow as they walked to the bathhouse. Todomatsu turned to see Jyushimatsu looking forlorn, so sad that Todomatsu had to fully face him, concerned, "Nii-san?"
"I'm sorry I broke my phone."
Jyushimatsu sounded upset. Todomatsu swallowed around the lump in his throat, ignoring the urge to put his arms around his brother, "It's really okay. I'm just glad you're not in the hospital."
"But there were so many pictures of you," Jyushimatsu gripped at his sleeve tighter, and Todomatsu wanted to cry, for some reason.
"That's okay, too. I mean..." Todomatsu considered telling Jyushimatsu that he could always just take more pictures in the future, but they had decided to stop all that, didn't they? So that wouldn't be wise, "It is what it is. You can get another phone eventually. Some day."
Jyushimatsu smiled a little, shaking his head, "No money, Totty."
Todomatsu knew that. He smiled in return, because what else was there to do? He reached out to touch Jyushimatsu's arm, just lightly,"I'm sorry this happened to you. But maybe..."
He felt like an asshole even suggesting the thought, but perhaps—
"I know," Jyushimatsu's voice was so quiet, and Todomatsu knew he understood, "Maybe this is good."
It was true. Perhaps this was the best thing to have happened to them, considering their circumstance.
A phone started all this, and maybe the absence of a phone would put an end to this mess of theirs. They both knew that, deep down inside. It was terrible that it needed a truck accident for them to really stop, but maybe the universe had its plans for them. It would be good.
Todomatsu looked at him before nodding, and then they continued their walk to the bathhouse without another word. Todomatsu let go of Jyushimatsu's arm and kept his distance.
It was good for them.
//
Nothing had changed. Nothing was different, after Jyushimatsu lost his phone. They went through their daily routine, they played games, they talked, and only sometimes Jyushimatsu would lament his broken phone, but Jyushimatsu had never been hung up on anything for too long. Things went back to normal. Things went back to the way it was before Todomatsu ever accidentally sent Jyushimatsu a picture of himself.
(That wasn’t true.)
Somehow, the universe had decided that Todomatsu had it too easy. His brothers were out, every single one of them save for Jyushimatsu and Todomatsu, and Todomatsu was so aware of it that it hurts. This wasn't the first time just the two of them were in the room. Why should it feel different?
They should talk. Or play games, or do anything that wasn't just being on opposite sides of the room, not looking at each other.
Todomatsu's hands were shaking; he felt unstable, scrolling through his phone gallery. He should be deleting the picture folder that contained nothing but pictures of Jyushimatsu. Jyushimatsu no longer had any compromising pictures of him, it was only fair that he didn't have any pictures of Jyushimatsu, either.
But try as he might, he couldn't bring himself to do it. He gripped his phone till his knuckles turned white and he willed himself to look up at his brother, but he didn’t. He couldn’t understand why. They weren’t doing anything wrong anymore, there wasn’t a way to; so why did Todomatsu feel so guilty still?
There was no reason for Todomatsu to be up in arms about this entire thing. Honestly, it made him angry. Angry at himself, because this wariness was unnecessary and stupid. He was still Todomatsu, and Jyushimatsu was still Jyushimatsu. His brother. Nothing had changed.
No matter what they’ve done, no matter how warped their relationship has become, he still loved Jyushimatsu. They were brothers.
Todomatsu grit his teeth and forced himself to look up at Jyushimatsu across the room.
“Nii-san.”
Jyushimatsu looked up as well, smiling his smile and looking curious and that was it. Todomatsu’s determination crumbled.
“Nii-san.”
In an instant, Jyushimatsu was right in front of him. Had him by the shoulders, his smile gone, worry clouding his face instead, “Totty? What’s wrong?”
Todomatsu couldn’t deny it. Things had changed.
He reached up to hug Jyushimatsu and Jyushimatsu went easily, holding him in return. His chest felt tight and tighter, and it hurt, and Todomatsu couldn’t even try to make sense of his thoughts and feelings.
This wasn’t what he had meant. This wasn’t what he intended.
Todomatsu wrapped himself around Jyushimatsu tighter, suddenly unable to breathe, “I love you.”
“Totty, you—“
“Jyushimatsu nii-san, I love you,” his voice broke, and he couldn’t stop himself, “Nii-san, I really love you.”
He pulled back to look at Jyushimatsu and he felt shaky, almost terrified, what was he doing.
“Totty, I love you too! Why are you sad?”
“Because it’s fucked up. I want to do things that we…that we absolutely can’t—“
He stopped talking. Words escaped him now, and they were simply looking at each other, on the floor of their shared room. The silence felt loaded. Todomatsu felt like a trapped animal, ready to dart away at any second, but Jyushimatsu wasn’t a threat.
The urge inside Todomatsu was a threat, but how could he run from himself?
“Todomatsu…” Jyushimatsu’s voice was too gentle, uncharacteristic of him, “Listen. It’s okay. Totty, it’s alright! Don’t be sad, it’s okay now. I lost my phone, remember? We don’t have to anymore. Right?”
Right. Right.
Todomatsu couldn’t shut himself up, “It’s not about phones, Jyushimatsu nii-san. It stopped being about you having a phone for a long time. Don’t you think so?”
A hand on his shoulder, a hand cupping his face and Todomatsu couldn’t help but to lean into it. Jyushimatsu had an odd expression on his face, but he was still touching Todomatsu so gently it felt profound.
Jyushimatsu smiled, but it looked off, “I think so. A little bit.”
He knew what Jyushimatsu thought of all this. Jyushimatsu had told him. After that admission, everything had felt too real all of a sudden, and Todomatsu felt fearful. It was a line they hadn’t crossed; a door they haven’t opened. A door they should keep closed.
But…
They were here. Days without texting and Todomatsu felt the desire still. Or did the want amplify because of it? He couldn’t tell.
But he didn’t want to play safe anymore. He wanted to take a risk. It was stupid, but the things he was feeling had apparently rendered him stupid and. And Todomatsu didn’t care.
“Jyushimatsu nii-san. Let’s go.”
Jyushimatsu took his hand as they left the room, and Todomatsu didn’t think twice.
//
He could hear himself; everything was in hyperfocus; his breathing was labored, he could feel how wide his eyes were, he could—feel Jyushimatsu's closeness. They weren't touching, but he. He could feel how close Jyushimatsu was to him, like a physical aura directly touching his own. Too close, not close enough.
"Nii-san," he heard himself say, not even a whisper, and Jyushimatsu's pupils dilated almost instantly. He could see it from this distance. He couldn't breathe.
Kiss me, he wanted to say, but he didn't have to. Jyushimatsu was so close, and he was hovering. Like magnets of the same polarity, full of buzzing potential but never actually touching. Todomatsu couldn't stand it.
This was the chance to back out, to stop this; the entire universe was put on pause so that Todomatsu could say no aloud. Anything that was done past this point couldn't be blamed on the circumstance, it would be an informed choice. A deliberate action. Entirely Todomatsu's decision.
He closed the distance and kissed his brother's mouth.
Kissing didn't feel like how he thought it'd be; petal-soft lips and pleasure like molten lava down his spine; but their lips touched and it was just skin. Skin against his.
Jyushimatsu sighed and Todomatsu felt like he was dying. He ran out of air and Jyushimatsu was it, and all the longing and desire he had ever felt for this brother of his crashed into him like a giant wave. A door was opened. They had kissed.
"Nii-san," he gasped, like he was shocked by everything but he reached up and wound his arms around Jyushimatsu, just as Jyushimatsu pulled him close and kissed him again, something entirely different than before. There was suddenly just this, and nothing else. Just, the way Jyushimatsu was gripping at his shoulders almost too tightly, just the solid feel of Jyushimatsu's body ever pressing into him. He belatedly wondered if they were doing it right. Like a small voice in his subconscious, because the forefront of his mind was occupied with a mantra of 'yes' and 'please', because he had wanted this so much he didn't even truly realize the extent of his desire. It felt like he could die from it; he would die if Jyushimatsu ever stopped.
Todomatsu lifted a leg, wanting to give Jyushimatsu more space to get closer, and Jyushimatsu let go of a shoulder to drop down and hoist his leg up instead, shifting their position into something that made sparks fly in Todomatsu's head. Jyushimatsu's other hand slipped into his hair and held him by the back of his head, and Todomatsu shuddered, hard. How could he even try to think of anything other than this? His hips rolled, and Jyushimatsu's jerked in counterpoint, and Todomatsu whined into Jyushimatsu's mouth.
It was exactly what he wanted, and more. He felt heady all over, from the touching, from their proximity. Texting was very fun, but was nothing compared to this. Jyushimatsu broke their kiss to pant, puffing hot breaths of air against Todomatsu’s neck. He pulled at Todomatsu’s hair and Todomatsu went with the motion, biting his lip. It was the sexiest fucking thing that had ever happened to him. He bared his neck, unable to take his eyes off of Jyushimatsu.
Jyushimatsu leaned in and licked a long stripe along his neck, and Todomatsu bit back a loud whimper. “Tottyy,” Jyushimatsu let go of Todomatsu’s leg only to slip a hand down Todomatsu’s pants, cupping him firmly, “You like this? Is it good?”
He couldn’t help but to giggle; was being locked in the bathroom with his brother, literally grabbed by the balls good? “It’s good, nii-san,” his voice was all breathy, and he couldn’t help but feel terribly endeared at the smile Jyushimatsu gave him, “Take this off.” He tugged at Jyushimatsu’s hoodie, “I’d like that, too.”
It was difficult to go too long without kissing. They keep falling into each other, even as Jyushimatsu pulled his sweater over his head, Todomatsu just darted underneath the clothing to catch his brother’s mouth again. He ran his palms over the planes of Jyushimatsu’s chest and stomach. It wasn’t the first time he had touched Jyushimatsu there, either, but they both groan like it was.
The body that doomed Todomatsu. He wondered if Jyushimatsu thought of it that way, too. He skated fingers over the rise of Jyushimatsu’s hips, brushing over his navel, and Jyushimatsu surged against him like a violent wave, unable to stop his hips from snapping sharply forward.
It was all-consuming, the thought of Jyushimatsu’s hips moving like that, again and again and again. Overwhelming enough that Todomatsu gripped at Jyushimatsu’s shoulders, voice a rough whisper, “I want you to do me, nii-san.”
“You sure?” Jyushimatsu asked, even as his fingers slipped under the elastic waist of Todomatsu’s pants, eyes fixed on Todomatsu’s face, “Really, really sure?”
“So sure,” Todomatsu nodded frantically, reaching down to get out of his pants, “We’ve talked about it so much, I want to do it. Don’t you?”
He was kissed again, deeply, and it was a flurry of movement and hands and mouths then. Kissing Jyushimatsu took all of his attention, even as he eventually kicked his pants and underwear away. Felt like he was on the verge of hyperventilation, breathless with want and Jyushimatsu was drowning him.
Todomatsu looked down to see that Jyushimatsu’s pants were off too; didn’t even know when he took them off; but didn’t ask because he was distracted by another part of Jyushimatsu. He reached to touch Jyushimatsu, really touch Jyushimatsu, for the first time.
“Oh,” Jyushimatsu said into Todomatsu’s mouth, body curving into Todomatsu’s like his knees went weak, “Totty, I’ll come.”
“Really?” Todomatsu tugged at Jyushimatsu’s dick a few times, watching how precum spilled from the head onto his fingers, “You’re sure you’re not coming already?”
He looked up to grin at Jyushimatsu; it was hard not to tease when Jyushimatsu was this wet, and was taken aback by the look on Jyushimatsu’s face. Eyes closed, his mouth trembling as he bit at his lower lip, lashes resting on the top his cheeks. Todomatsu felt his heart skip a beat or two. Felt himself melt, just a little more.
“Jyushimatsu nii-san,” he leaned in, and kissed Jyushimatsu’s nose, stilling his hand, “Love you.”
Jyushimatsu opened his eyes and smiled at him, exhaling shakily, “Love you. But ah—slow down, Totty. You said you wanted to fuck.”
“Meant it,” Todomatsu nuzzled at his cheek, overcome with the need to appreciate. He felt a little tickle over his hip, glanced down to see Jyushimatsu’s fingers walking on his skin. The hand disappeared to reach back and grab his ass, and Todomatsu laughed, arching a little from how firmly Jyushimatsu was gripping him, “You want to?”
The answer was a kiss, one that made Todomatsu’s toes curl from how deep and intense it was. They pull apart with a gasp, “Yeah.”
Todomatsu let go of Jyushimatsu’s dick, reached behind him to push sticky fingers against his hole. His hand bumped Jyushimatsu’s a lot, and Todomatsu could see how Jyushimatsu’s eyes went all haywire at the contact. He was enamored; his Jyushimatsu nii-san, never changing.
Precum as lube was ridiculous, but Todomatsu didn’t fucking care. He wasn’t a stranger to something inside him. The current priority was Jyushimatsu getting inside him as soon as possible, just to be closer, just to open that seemingly final door.
So much was wrong with this. There were sirens going off in his head, muffled by lust and desire. He could hear them still. But Todomatsu refused to play it safe any longer. Refused to not take a risk. This was something he wanted so badly, more than anything else he had ever wanted in a very long time. He was going to take it.
“I should turn around,” he panted, opened up as much as he could, probably not slick enough, “Want you, nii-san.”
Jyushimatsu shook his head, his grip on Todomatsu unyielding, “No, Totty. Like this,” he slipped his hands lower only to lift Todomatsu up, a little bounce that had Todomatsu’s legs wrapped around Jyushimatsu’s waist. Jyushimatsu moved in and pinned Todomatsu to the wall, making Todomatsu gasp, “I can kiss you like this.”
“You’re so strong, Jyushimatsu nii-san,” Todomatsu blurted out, overwhelmed, feeling Jyushimatsu’s very hard dick brush against his ass, “I’m not heavy?” It was his turn to slide his fingers into Jyushimatsu’s hair and pull just a little, Jyushimatsu looking up at him with lidded eyes.
“Noooo, you’re perfect.”
He would explode, he knew this. He leaned and kissed Jyushimatsu, knowing that Jyushimatsu would never drop him. He had so much faith in Jyushimatsu. (In this moment, his faith knew no bounds).
Suspended in air, held up only by Jyushimatsu’s body, he could feel himself lowering. He felt Jyushimatsu’s dick nudging him. Todomatsu tightened his arms around Jyushimatsu’s head, arching, presenting himself.
It wasn’t comfortable; a stretch that burned a little; but Jyushimatsu’s kissing him deeply and easing the entry with fingers, and Todomatsu focused on Jyushimatsu’s lips, his tongue. Crossing the line of brother and lover. He didn’t give a fuck.
Jyushimatsu’s panting by the time Todomatsu’s taken all of him, and he was making these rough, deep groans right into Todomatsu’s mouth. No cellphone could replicate this. “Nii-san,” Todomatsu petted his hair, feeling full everywhere, “You’re feeling good?”
Jyushimatsu’s nodding was frantic, and Todomatsu laughed, bumping their foreheads together. He felt a little airy, a little crazy.
“You, Totty?” Jyushimatsu didn’t pull out, but ground his hips into Todomatsu, making Todomatsu’s toes curl, breath stuttering.
“Ah, um. Keep—keep doing that, nii-san.”
His hard-on hadn’t waned at all. Every roll of Jyushimatsu’s hips had his dick twitching, instead, and the pleasure came in corresponding surges in his belly. It didn’t help that Jyushimatsu was watching him intently, pupils black and blown. Todomatsu tried to say something then, anything, but ended up dropping his head onto the bathroom wall behind him, just, taking it.
There were lips on his collarbone, he felt a small kiss and a lick and Todomatsu looked back down to see Jyushimatsu’s mouth hovering over his skin, now curved into a smile.
“You look so good right now, Totty. Better than any picture.”
He couldn’t help it. Todomatsu moaned, pulling Jyushimatsu in closer with his legs, needing more of this. Jyushimatsu reacted in kind, bucking his hips. It hurt a little, but it felt good.
Todomatsu’s dick was in between their bodies, and every time Jyushimatsu moved it was friction on his cock and pleasure-pain in his ass and Todomatsu felt wild with sensation. Worth it. Phone sex had nothing, nothing on this. After everything they’ve texted each other, after all the pictures, nothing compared to actually touching Jyushimatsu this way. This was real. This couldn’t be misconstrued as a game.
Here and now, it was incest.
Suddenly, they froze. Time seemed to stop, and both Todomatsu and Jyushimatsu looked in the same direction.
Knocking. On the bathroom door. They both go so still, they weren’t breathing. A pause, before the knocking continued.
It was the worst possible timing. It felt like actual doom. Todomatsu’s mind worked frantically, but nothing came up to mind. How could he fix this? How could he escape from this situation?
There was only him in Jyushimatsu’s arms, whoever it was outside the bathroom door, and the silence.
And…
And he couldn’t let this end. (Didn’t want it to end). Not yet.
Todomatsu’s arms on Jyushimatsu’s neck shifted but didn’t move away, and Jyushimatsu’s head snapped back to look at him. Todomatsu held his gaze, keeping deathly silent. He rocked his hips once, and Jyushimatsu’s hands on him tightened, so much that he’d leave indentations.
Their eyes didn’t leave each other.
Jyushimatsu started moving again, slowly, quietly, and Todomatsu watched the color intensify in his cheeks, his mouth dropping open once more. He was close, Todomatsu could tell. His movements turned jerky, more insistent, and Todomatsu watched him fall over the edge. He did say he’d learn Jyushimatsu’s cues. If this was the last thing he did, then—
He kissed Jyushimatsu hard when Jyushimatsu came, swallowing his broken gasps. It was the weirdest feeling in the world, being cummed into, but he let it happen, focusing on how it felt. A door had been opened; taken off its hinges and thrown away. This cannot be undone. The line had been crossed.
Jyushimatsu pulled out slowly, and Todomatsu tried not to squirm at the feeling of cum running down his thighs. He didn’t really get a chance to, as Jyushimatsu set his legs back on the ground and instantly pulled him close, hand slipping in between them to wrap around Todomatsu’s dick.
It was a good grip and Jyushimatsu jerked him off fast, holding onto him steadily as he writhed and shook in Jyushimatsu’s arms. He pushed his face against Jyushimatsu’s shoulder before biting down when he came, fucking into Jyushimatsu’s fist.
“Such a good boy, Totty,” he heard Jyushimatsu whisper into his hair, “So good for me.”
If he hadn’t just cummed, he’d get hard all over again. Something about Jyushimatsu’s petting and approval turned him on. It felt—validating. It wasn’t just him. Jyushimatsu wanted him just as much.
But they had gone all the way. It was done. He turned his head and smiled stupidly at Jyushimatsu.
Jyushimatsu’s expression was really dazed and dopey too. Two idiots riding the high of their mistakes. They should be filled with dread. They should be fearful.
Todomatsu shifted his head, whispering into Jyushimatsu’s ear, “Guess we’re not virgins anymore, huh nii-san?”
That made Jyushimatsu laugh, and he pushed his face against Todomatsu’s neck, giggling into it, trying to hold his laughter in.
Todomatsu didn’t feel scared at all.
“Totty? You in there?”
He couldn’t place the voice from outside. One of his brothers, for sure, not his parents. His head was swimming and his ass was sore but he made himself speak, zero faith in his voice but knowing he had to speak anyway, “Yeah?”
“You okay?”
Jyushimatsu was kissing his neck, being perfectly quiet. His entire body was feeling so good, used and open, a new feeling he was trying to take in. Who knew what anyone heard. Who knew if the moment they step out of the bathroom, hell was waiting for them.
Who cared.
A rush of air from his lungs, and he could feel Jyushimatsu’s lips on his skin, mirroring his own smile, “I’m okay.”