before i get sick;
ship; nayes
summary; nash takes advantage of his innocent baby brother who meant no harm and wants to help his brother.
hayes grier's point of view;
I turn the volume up on my game. I chuckle while pulling on my headset and going back to my game. I played for not even a minute before my system was shut off.
"Nash!" I whine.
He took off my headset dramatically. I frown at him. I stand up, ready to yell at him.
"Stop, we need to talk." He whispered, closing my bedroom door.
I hear a quiet click. I didn't mind it.
"It's about you." He muttered. I sit down on my bed.
"What? Am I in trouble?" I panic.
He smiled, shaking his head. He sat next to me. He wrapped an arm around me, pressing his soft and moist lips to my neck. I blush as they trailed to my ear.
"You need to do something for me."
"Why?"
"Because I will get really sick if you don't."
I frown, not wanting Nash to die of an illness. I turn to him.
"What do I have to do?" I ask.
He laid me back.
"I need you to pretend I'm Daddy for the moment."
Yes, I still call my Dad, Daddy and my Mom, Mommy. It just stuck since I was a baby. I gently nod, staring at his shoulder while I blushed.
"And, you will sort of be Mommy for the moment."
I cock an eyebrow, yet, still nod. He shared a small smile.
"Mommy did this with Daddy to make him feel better."
I smile. He slowly closed the blinds. I watch before he shut off my light and television so it was dark.
"Are we doing witch craft?" I ask.
He looked at me confused for a moment.
"Sort of."
I nod. He walked over once the room was dark.
"Now, Mommy took off her clothes with Daddy. Take off everything."
I blush as I slowly pull my shirt over my head. He watched me deeply and studied my body. I unbuttoned my pants, pulling them down. I reach for my boxers.
"Stop. I will do that." I hear Nash growl.
I nervously nod. When I look up, I see him visibly butt naked. I shyly blush once again.
"Lay on your back, Hayes."
"I thought my name was Mommy." I whispered while laying back.
