Seducing My Brother(BxB)

Chapter 2

I am soo sorry for not updating more often, no wifi. I hope this story is better than I'm picturing it as.

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~Raine's P.O.V.~

Kian and I went silent after that.  As we were eating, out of the corner of my eye I see Kian smirking, like he won the argument.  I think to myself, 'If I weren't so damn infatuated with you, then I'd wipe that smirk clean off your face.'

Once we finish dinner, I quickly make my way upstairs to my room, turn on some Simon Curtis music and start dancing along.

"Get better music and dance moves, you look like a jellyfish that's shocked itself."  Kian says as he looks at me without a shirt on.  Did I mention that when I dance, I always accidentally take my cloths off.  I just get too into the music.  It also explains why I'm not allowed most places without someone with me to stop my stripping.

I look at him and scoff, "You wish you had dance moves like me."

"No I don't.  How could you go to say a club with dance moves like that?"  Kian asks.

"Those aren't my club moves.  Come here and I'll show you my club moves."  I'm deciding to be cocky now.

"Fine then, " Kian states, then turns on some party music and starts dancing near me.  Feeling really bold, I quickly stand in front of him, one leg in between his and grind with him ever so slightly while dancing.

To my surprise he grabs my hips and leans closer, whispering into my ear, "Show me what you got!"  On the inside, I'm jumping for joy.  Could this really be happening?  My thoughts are confirmed as Kian starts to grind harder, making 'something' want to participate.  Hoping he doesn't notice anything, I continue to grind on him to the music.

I was so into dancing that I was about to start kissing his neck when my doer flew open.  I hurriedly turn off the music and look to the door to see our mom standing in the door way, cookies in her hand.

She's staring at Kian and I with wide eyes and mouth agape.  Kian and I are both deep red as she registers what she just witnessed.

"What did I just walk in on?"  Our mom asks with a surprised expression on her face.  Kian and I look at each other blushing even more, realizing what she just walked in on.  Jesus Christ!  This always happens to me.  The universe must love my suffering.

"Well I don't know what I saw, but let's refrain from doing that again.  Both of you should save that for when you guys are out of the house and can do it whenever."  And with that, she left.

"Yeah, fag!"  Kian mumbled as walked past me to his room.  Uhg! I hate when he leads me on like that.  He'll act like he wants me, then make some remark about me being gay.  I fall for it every time.

Don't even get me started on how he treats me around his friends.  that's why I'm always shy around school, Kian's always up for starting the rounds of verbal abuse.  But I still love him.

As I think back to when I came out, a year ago, my mom and dad were fine with it, my sister didn't care or know what it really was, and Kian stayed quiet for awhile, shook it off saying he was cool with it and went on his way.

I thought he was fine with it, but a week later the bullying started.  You'd think I'd be the one to bully him because I'm older, but no, he's the popular one, and so he feels the need to stay popular by bullying me.

I sat there thinking about this until I yawned, noticing how tired I had gotten.  I look over at the clock to see that it's midnight.  I sighed, I spend way too much time thinking about that boy.  I got off the floor where I had been sitting for hours, stripped to boxers, and climbed in bed, thinking of none other than...Kain.