Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Your Eyes Open ❯ Part II ( Chapter 2 )

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Me: Aye dios! Mon dieu! Mein Gott! Kami-sama!

Tommy: Yeah, yeah, what?

Me: Implying you're god now?

Tommy: I refuse to dignify that with an answer.

Me: Ass. Finally! We're back on the internet!

Tommy: *Sobs* How can people live without it!!?!?!!

Me: Tell me about it, by the time anyone reads this story, I would have finished it like, months ago! It's pretty strange to talk about all this in the future tense.

Tommy: Yeah, like we're psychic or something.

Me: *LOL* That was pretty funny, kid. Good thing none of our readers saw how many attempts it took you to spell `psychic!'

Tommy: Shut up! And you can just say your own disclaimer then!

Me: *Smirk* We don't own neither Digimon nor the original characters of said show. Tommy…he's just gay.

Tommy: *Shakes fist in my general direction* NO, I'M NOT!!!!!!!!!!

Me: *Laughing hysterically*

 

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Your Eyes Open

Part II

 

“for a moment your eyes open and you know

all the things I wanted you to know”

--Rice-Oxley/Chaplin/Huges/Sanger

 

Kouji laughed as he picked his brother up. “I think I'm going to have to take an appetizer before I eat the main course.”

 

Kouichi smiled. “So I suppose we'll being eating in our bedroom tonight?”

 

“Hell no.”

 

“Huh?” Kouichi said, sure he had heard wrong.

 

Knocking aside the napkin and coaster holder, Kouji deposited his sexy twin onto the table. “Like I said, I'm starving, and I'll take my meal right here.”

 

Kouichi stared at his younger brother like he was crazy. “On our--”

 

Kouji reached forward and shut Kouichi up the best way he knew how. Softly, he pressed his tongue around the outside of Kouichi's lips.

 

Kouichi instantly stopped talking and allowed his brother access to his hot mouth. Inside his mind, he gave a weary sigh. How was it that this ploy always worked? Why did he always let Kouji stop him?

 

`Cause you like it.

 

Kouichi wasn't sure if it was he himself who answered, or Kouji pushing his thoughts onto him again, but a second later, he didn't care.

 

He sighed with pleasure as he felt Kouji grip his slender hips, simultaneously nudging his thighs apart and settling himself in. Reaching up, Kouichi wrapped his arms around his brother's waist, pulling him closer and rubbing their groins together.

 

Kouji smiled to himself and released Kouichi`s lips to trail hot and unsatisfying kisses down his neck. “What about dinner, Kouichi?”

 

Kouichi shivered as his brother's lips passed over one of the most sensitive parts of his body. “Wha--dinner?”

 

“That's what I wanted to hear.”

 

Attaching himself over Kouichi's vocal chords, Kouji began to unbutton the pajama top that his twin was wearing with one hand, while caressing the soft skin that was slowly uncovered with the other. With his lips where they were, Kouji was able to feel every sound that Kouichi made and the vibrations sent electric pulses straight through him. Finally done with the buttons, Kouji pressed his mouth to Kouichi's nipples, pushing the fabric off of Kouichi. Leaning forward, he eased Kouichi onto his back and progressed onto his flannel pants, pulling them off.

 

Kouji paused in his oral ministrations when his hands brushed over Kouichi's bare hips. Surprised, he sat up and took in the sight of his in-the-buff twin. He smirked and raised an eyebrow. “Commando?”

 

Kouichi blushed. “They were all in the wash, and I forgot afterwards.”

 

Kouji continued to smirk and he leaned down to suck lightly on one of Kouichi's hipbones. “How thoughtful of you,” he whispered.

 

He could feel Kouichi's erection pressing against his shoulder and he shifted slightly to nuzzle it. Kouichi gasped at the sensations running through his whole body, his heart speeding up and his breath coming short. Reaching down, he pulled Kouji up to begin undressing him. He pulled his t-shirt up over his head and began working at the button of Kouji's jeans. Just as his fingers unhooked the button and reached the zipper, Kouji reached up and began sucking Kouichi's neck.

 

“Kou--Kouji! I can't--I can't think when you--”

 

Then Kouji opened his mouth and bit him. Kouichi practically deflated as he fell back against table, arching his back and thrusting his glorious arousal towards Kouji. Kouji tilted his head to the side and grinned, but the sight also made him hornier than hell. Reaching down, he tore his pants and boxers off. No matter how hot the twins were feeling, they couldn't bear to make love but skin-to-skin.

 

Kouichi moaned when their hard cocks met each other, weeping and greeting each other with pleasure. Kouji leaned over his brother, grinding their groins against each other and drawing deep-throated sounds from Kouichi, who leaned up and began suckling on a spot just under Kouji's chin.

 

Kouji groaned and quickly moistened two of his fingers with spit. Reaching down, he pushed his middle finger inside, searching around. After a few seconds, he found it and Kouichi bucked his hips in surprise. Kouji added another finger and stretched the small opening, prodding Kouichi into a frenzy by tapping away at his prostate. Finally deeming Kouichi ready, Kouji pulled his fingers away from him and moved his hands to place on either side of Kouichi's waist after coating his arousal with his saliva. He could feel Kouichi lifting his legs to link around his hips. Looking at Kouichi, Kouji was thrilled to take in the small, playful smile on his brother's lips. Throwing his own smile Kouichi's way, he shifted his hips and pressed himself into Kouichi.

 

Kouichi's mouth opened at the feeling of his brother's thick manhood blazing its entry into him, however no sound but his breathing passed his lips. He closed his eyes and grinned as he felt Kouji stop, buried completely inside him. But Kouji didn't rest there for another moment. Pulling out, Kouji could barely contain his pleasure at feeling Kouichi's inner walls scraping over him as he moved out. Locking his eyes onto his brother's once more, Kouji began to move slowly in a set rhythm, designed to draw out the most from his position and to drive Kouichi mad with desire.

 

“Ah, shit, Kouji,” Kouichi whispered as his body arched up against Kouji's. His arousal brushing against Kouji's smooth belly. Kouichi's cheeks tinged pink as his whole body flushed with the blood that was racing through him. Kouji watched as the tip of Kouichi's soft, pink tongue flickered out, and felt his lust crossover ten-times. He began to thrust into his brother with abandon, his feet threatening to slip on the tile floor. He lifted Kouichi's hips up and slid a knee up onto the table, settling it just under Kouichi's thigh.

 

Kouichi reached out and wrapped his arms around his brother's waist, leaning up to catch Kouji's lips in a hot kiss. He cried out when he felt Kouji's hot hand wriggle between them to grasp his throbbing arousal, all the while continuing to slide in and out of his willowy body.

 

“That's it, baby,” Kouji said. “Scream for me.”

 

Kouichi's mouth opened and complied. Honeyed, incoherent words tumbled from his moist, pouting lips. A couple splendid renditions of Kouji's name tossed in the mix made for a dizzying mantra. Kouji closed his eyes and let his other sensations take over. With his sight taken from him, he could hear the harsh breathing behind Kouichi's words more clearly. His skin tingled as every inch of it was covered with fine, needle-like precision sensory. Every bit of their skin that touched, every caress from Kouichi, was magnified, and he could perceive nothing more than what he was feeling.

 

“Ah-aah!” Kouichi sputtered as he hit his peak. His body tensed and he pressed up against his brother's chest.

 

Kouji wasn't ready to give up his pleasure yet, he could feel it. Just there. Just a little more. Kouichi sobbed as he tried to draw in breath as he fell back down from that impossible anticyclone he had been in. Kouji was still nudging his sweet spot occasionally and he began to pant as he felt himself once more responding to the call. Kouji gave one last thrust and held it there, filling Kouichi with his essence just as Kouichi clenched around him again with a cry. Choking on his own cry of pleasure, Kouji leaned forward and rested his forehead against his brother's stomach. He pulled his other leg, which had been trembling from the effort, up onto the table on the other side of Kouichi. Gently, he slid Kouichi back over the table. He grinned at the grimace on Kouichi's face as Kouichi slid easily back, due to the sweat he collected between the table and himself.

 

With a contented sigh, Kouji stretched himself out onto his side beside his older brother. Kouichi immediately turned on his side and snuggled against him. Kouji reached around and massaged lightly against the small of Kouichi's back.

 

“Are you okay?” he asked.

 

“Mmmm,” was all that Kouichi said.

“Wanna get cleaned up and finish making dinner?”

 

“Mmmm,” Kouichi said again, but this time with a negative tone.

 

Kouji laughed. “Then what are you going to do?”

 

Kouichi opened his eyes to look at him. “I think we should skip the main course and go right to dessert.”

 

“Ice cream?”

 

Kouichi grinned and nodded. “And this time, let's eat it in the bedroom.”

 

“Yes, sir,” Kouji said in a mock sincere voice. Rolling off the table, he crossed over to the fridge and pulled the small tub of ice cream from the freezer. Turning, he saw that Kouichi had already sat up and was dangling his legs over the edge of the table. Smiling warmly, he tossed the tub into Kouichi's lap.

 

“Aiya! That's cold!”

 

Kouji didn't reply, but he reached out and scooped his brother up.

 

“What about a spoon?” Kouichi asked as he held the ice cream away from his bare skin.

 

“Are you kidding?” Kouji laughed. “We're not going to need one, and as soon as I get your little derriere in there, you`ll see why.”

 

Kouichi didn't know whether to blush or be offended. He allowed himself to be carried by his little brother anyways, and soon thereafter, he didn't feel anything but bliss, and vanilla.

 

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Author's Note: Sorry `bout that cheesy last line. My mind--*Glares pointedly at Tommy*--absolutely refused to come up with anything better.

Tommy: Picky, picky…

Me: Anyways, please do review, especially if you can forgive me my mistakes and whatnot. Review either in my review box or at hakuhaku23@yahoo.com Thank you!

 

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