Fan Fiction ❯ I hate you, I need you, for I love you ❯ Confrontation ( Chapter 1 )

Warning: This chapter contains a lemon! Yaoi (male x male) and if ya don't like, scram! ^_^!!! And if you're underage… *calls for boogeyman for assistance*

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”I hate you!”

I could feel his eyes on me, a blank expression on his face, which made me even angrier and more frustrated. It seemed as if he didn't care at all.

“I fucking hate you!”

That's when he rose from his seat and in a blink of an eye was fisting my hair painfully.

“Don't say such words to your lover.”

His expression didn't change, though his voice was an octave lower, threatening.

It was as if he was on drugs, but I knew he didn't use the stuff.

I hardened my expression, scowling at him.

“I don't think you could call us that anymore,” I spat the words at him,

“After what you did… You shouldn't have fucked him!”

My eyesight blurred and I loathed myself for my weakness.

He let me go as the tear fell down my cheek and I chocked on a sob.

I looked up into his eyes, but couldn't see any feeling in those mesmerizing blue hues.

“You shouldn't have fucked Li-kun…”

My voice didn't betray the feeling of sorrow and despair that I felt.

He sighed.

“It was a mistake,” he said, his voice softening.

I knew he was being honest, but I couldn't accept it.

“Why Li-kun of all people? Why my brother. My ototo?!” my voice rose in volume, and I felt my face grow hot in rage.

He was silent, and I knew he was considering what to say.

“Because you were away.”

I was about to lash at him verbally, but he continued.

“Because he looks remarkably like you, and…”

I narrowed my eyes at him, annoyed to say the least. He found my little brother attractive? My younger brother was five years younger than me and he was barely legal of age to even engage in sex. And to fuck my little brother behind my back, then treating him harshly afterwards was something I wouldn't accept.

I wouldn't accept Inoke's behavior anymore.

“Urusai!” I ordered before he finished.

For a moment I thought I saw emotion flicker in his eyes, but that would be absurd! Inoke never showed emotion, always in his own little world, so to say.

“Demo, boku wa-“ He tried again, but I closed the space between us and with a whoosh of my hand, slapped his cheek.

He held his red and obviously stinging cheek in what seemed as close to shock as he could probably get.

“Get out Inoke,” I told him in a low growl, pointing towards the door,

“I want you to get out before I beat the shit out of you for what you did to me.”

Inoke made no move to walk out the door and my anger consumed me.

Why couldn't anyone listen to me?

I slapped him across the face once again.

Why had Li been so foolish as to agree to Inoke?

I rammed my fist into Inoke's stomach and he made no move to block it.

How could Inoke have done this to me after I confessed my love to him?!

I punched Inoke over and over again, trying to relieve my anger.

Kicking and punch gave me a little relief, but I was also sexually frustrated.

How could Inoke even concider another lover, my brother non the less?!

I suddenly stopped as I heard Inoke grunt in pain.

I stepped away from him and Inoke crashed to the floor in pain, grimacing as blood passed his lips.

“Uugh…” he moaned, but raised his eyes to mine, a smile on his lips,

“You really beat me bad this time.”

I was shocked when I saw the hurt and sorrow in his eyes, though his voice seemed normal or maybe a little sarcastic.

I dropped onto my knees before his fallen form and I knew I would hate myself later.

“I-Inoke?” my voice quivered as I raised my hand to his red cheek, stroking my thumb on the now sensitive skin.

Then our lips met, desperation evident as our lips meshed together, tongues tangling.

I wanted to forgive him. Forgive him and forget desperately what happened between my lover and younger brother.

Our mouths parted after a few seconds, and I trailed my lips over his chin and down his throat hungrily.

“Fei…”

My name passed his lips as a sigh, and his body relaxed into my ministration.

Breaking the contact between his skin and my lips, I proceeded to lift his shirt over his head. When I got the woolen shirt over his head, I threw it into some corner of the room, not caring the least where it would land.

Next were his dark blue, stonewashed jeans, which I wiggled down his hips and thighs, then threw them somewhere with the woolen shirt.

To my pleasure and as I had predicted, he had nothing underneath his jeans.

Inoke groaned as his length was exposed to the cool air of the room, tilting his head back.

I had to resist the urge to touch him.

I began to fumble with my own jeans, impatient to feel him again in a more intimate way.

“I-Inoke…” I moaned as I finally got my jeans off, my cock throbbing painfully,

“I- I need you.”

Inoke answered to this by grabbing me from the back of my head and smashing our lips together into a brutal kiss.

I moaned into it, but reluctantly broke the kiss.

“I- I can't wait!” I groaned, situating myself onto his lap,

“I need you now, Inoke!

“Aren't you going to- Ah!”

“Mmph!!!”

I bit my lip, muffling the scream that the searing pain caused as I impaled myself onto Inoke's huge cock without preparation. Tears spilled forth from my eyes and I cried openly, as Inoke gasped for air.

Slowly the pain subsided and I inched myself up slightly, then slowly lowered back down.

Inoke groaned at the stimulation and bucked his hips upward, urging me on.

I took the hint and withdrew almost completely, just the tip of his cock in me, then impaling onto him hard.

“Ah!”

“Gods!” he groaned and suddenly I was flipped over, lying on my back on the floor, looking into the lust filled blue eyes that I so loved,

“I'm going to fuck you hard, my Fei.”

I shivered at the warning, and then moaned as he withdrew from me almost completely, plunging back with a hard thrust.

A few of those, each faster and harder, and he hit the spot. The spot that made me scream out in pleasure and babble incoherently.

“Ahh… Yes!!” Inoke groaned on top of me, stealing a quick kiss from my swollen lips, then throwing his head back while he panted,

“You're so fucking tight!”

I cried out repeatedly as he hit my prostate, over and over again with his deliciously large cock.

“I-Inoke! I… FUCK!! Harder Inoke! F-Fuck me HARDER!!!”

As Inoke complied, I found myself nearing my release, but as my hand was about to wrap around my achingly hard shaft, Inoke batted it away and wrapped his own hand around it, pumping me in sync with his thrusts.

I could feel it. I could feel my release so near.

“Inoke… I'm- Ah! I'm going to-!!!”

Inoke started thrusting harder and faster into me now and I knew he was about to come too. It was too much for me though, and I spilled my essence onto our stomachs and his hand, tears spilling from my eyes at the intensity of my orgasm.

“INOKE!!!!”

Just a few more thrusts and I could hear my name whispered past his lips and I could feel him shooting his cum deep inside of me.

Both of us were gasping for lost breath as Inoke pulled out of me and I winced.

The tears just fell down my cheeks, though I brushed them aside roughly.

I was hurt. Deeply, physically hurt.

“I love you.”

The whisper from my lips was so soft, so quiet even I wasn't sure I had said it.

But Inoke had heard it. I could tell by his expression, before it reverted back to his mask that concealed every emotion he probably felt.

I was greeted with silence.

Bending my head, I got up from the floor and slowly picked up my jeans, sliding them on over my finely tanned legs.

Inoke didn't say anything as he also proceeded to dress.

As I finished with my jeans, I turned to face him, seeing he was just putting on his shirt.

“I meant my words,” I said quietly, averting my eyes from him as he turned his indifferent gaze to me,

“I hate you, I need you for I love you.”

Inoke didn't reply and I sighed in anguish.

That's it. I can't stand this torture anymore! If he isn't going to leave, then I am!
But as I was about to pass him and exit the room to pack my stuff, Inoke grabbed me by my arm, stopping me effectively.

His gaze averted I was surprised to hear him speak.

“I'm sorry if I've made you hate me. Sorry if I've made you need me. And I'm sorry if I…If I've fallen in love with you.”

I must be dreaming. Someone pinch me!

There is no way the “emotionless” Inoke could love me.

“I love you Fei.”

Though he repeated it, I still couldn't believe it.

Suddenly I could feel his lips pressed to mine and I knew for sure that this was no dream.

I broke from the kiss, my tears having stopped falling, but having left two trails on my cheeks.

“I hate you,” I told him again, my emerald eyes burning holes into his sapphire ones,

“I need you, for I love you.”

Inoke cracked a smile and I gasped.

It was unusual for him to even smile at me, except when I'd done something extremely stupid or something very pleasing.

His smile broadened and I could see a warm twinkle in his eyes, something so not him,

“I know.”

 

 

I over did it, didn't I? So… should I continue or are you people just disgusted with me? Heh, my friend almost fainted when I let her read this. She looked at me funnily for the rest of the day… ^_^!!!!

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