LarryxLaurent Requests (Boyxboy)

Lets Make a Movie p. 3

I'm reposting this in the hopes that I won't get the chapter locked again. I feel very dumb about this but I was literally putting the warnings in when I received the email. Hopefully this will work out because I very much like this website and again I'm doing everything I can to put warnings on these stories. So let's try this again...

Warnings for this story include: Graphic sexual content, strong language, incest and mild exhibitionism.

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"We're rolling".

He could sense Larry's distress and even while he himself was feeling anything but calm he reminded himself to stay in control. Because it would help no one, especially not Larry, if he were to bug out right now. His hand came to the back of Larry's neck, just as it had the night before and he turned his body towards the other hoping his closeness would be comforting. Larry put a hand on his brother's arm, proving Laurent's hunch correct. His little twin's eyes only got bigger and deeper, he felt himself falling into them, seeing all that those dark brown orbs felt. Lost and uncharacteristically insecure.

"+Relax+".

"+I'm trying...+".

"+Close your eyes+" He murmured and when Larry obeyed, his heart only beat faster. Spared the intensity of his brothers gaze, he was free to let his eyes wander along the structure of his face. Admiring his brow going along the line of his nose down to his mouth and catching on the scar that ran through it. If his brain weren't scattered right now he might have had something negative to think. About how scared his twin was, how this was his fault. But there was no time to dwell on that, to regret. He loved his brother and if he could do anything about it, he would make this as painless as possible for him. His own fears took a back burner, Larry needed him. His second hand came up to cup Larry's jaw, holding him more delicately then he had ever held his previous partners. This being his brother made it so much more important, demanded so much more of his attention.

He paused, leaning in close to where he could hear Larry breathing soft and steady. He was calming down. Then without thinking too much about it, he closed the space between them pressing their lips together, gently at first as if kissing too hard would break his twin. He was surprised to find those lips pressing back, soft and relaxed. Larry's eyes were still closed when he pulled away, it seemed to help that he couldn't see anything. He felt relieved but his chest ached knowing it was him Larry probably didn't want to be seeing.

Laurent closed his eyes, feeling weary thoughts trying to over take him. He leaned in again, kissing his twin more firmly. The negativity on his mind wiped away almost instantly. Larry responded, his hand squeezing his arm, it felt familiar. The same as when Larry would hold onto him at night when it was just them, not another soul in the world. Maybe that's what Larry was imagining right now.

What felt like hours would only be seconds. Laurent parted his lips cradling Larry's lower lip between them. He felt Larry mirror him, sucking at his top lip. That lit something in him and before he knew it he was kissing Larry hard. His thumb tracing the line of his brothers adams apple, down his neck until it was stopped by the fabric of his clothes.

They parted, enough to rest their heads together and breath, nothing more. Laurent was leading them in a sensual kiss, his brother following carefully and yet not backing off when he slide his tongue over Larry's lower lip. In fact he parted his lips giving Laurent silent permission to press into his mouth. Which he did of course, dancing to find his brother's tongue before pulling away just as quickly as it had entered.

Larry looked as if he wanted to protest but Laurent hushed him, placing kisses to the corner of his mouth and his temple. Smiling when he kept his eyes closed. His hands slide down, feeling Larry's thin frame through the hoodie until he found the hem and pulled it up. He was pulling both the T shirt and hoodie off, he hadn't meant to but the fabric stuck together and once it was over Larry's head it seemed pointless to pull it back down, especially when he now had an un-obscured view of is brother's chest. Comparatively, Laurent was a little thinner then his twin but they were both skinny by any standard. The younger twin just had a slightly softer build. Larry's torso was wrapped in lean muscle, his ribs moving under his caramel skin as he inhaled and exhaled quickly. Laurent hoped it was because of the kissing and not his nerves.