*Cry's POV*
The air was still thick with the awkward truth that was our situation. I was jerking off to the thought of my brother. My brother was watching the whole thing, and undoubtedly enjoying it. Heheh. He enjoyed it. That's pretty hot. Wait. He's talking to me now. Felix's pretty pink lips were moving, but I heard no sound. He really loved to talk. I wonder what else he could do with his mouth...
"Cry?" The single word cut off my thoughts and I snapped back into the reality of the situation.
"Yeah? What?" I hadn't heard a word he said, I'm not going to play it off like a I did. That's the kind of shit that gets me in trouble.
"I was just saying how uh... We should forget about this..." Felix looked down at his fingers, his face still flushed with embarrassment. All I could think about was how badly I wanted to make him blush more. Wait, no, he said to forget about what just happened? How the living fuck can I do that? He saw my dick!
"Forget about it? Really? You want to just forget about this?" My voice sounded cold and stern, which hadn't been intended, but I'm sure it was getting my point across flawlessly.
"I uh, well, maybe? I don't know!" The blonde looked back up at me, but only for a fraction of a second, his eyes quickly fixing themselves on something else. "I w-won't forget about it... But... I don't know what to do... I don't know what you want me to do." Felix seemed so unsure of himself, so unsure of me. I wanted him to... I just wanted him. That was it. He was all I needed. I don't want to pretend anymore, I know what I feel. He is what will put my broken pieces back together again.
I quickly hugged him, wrapping my slender arms around his torso, bringing him close. He inhaled sharply, as if he thought I was attempting to hurt him, but he soon exhaled, and I felt better.
"I want you, Felix." I said it so softly that I doubted he could hear me, but he slowly nodded, and I felt my cheeks burn.
I no longer see him as a potential sex toy, or as something I wanted to hump for a good 10-20 seconds for my own benefit. I wanted him. I wanted him as a whole, the entirety of his existence. I wanted to know him inside and out. I wanted to map out every inch of his body, and his brain. I wanted my beautiful brother for my own.*AN*
I don't know anymore.
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Adopted (A PewdieCry Fanfiction)
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