Sorcerer Hunters Fan Fiction ❯ Breakfast and Other Stories ❯ Breakfast ( Chapter 1 )

Disclaimer: I don't own the rights to Sorcerer Hunters, but that hasn't stopped me from writing about them.

Warning: This story contains the themes of incest, and sex, and male/male relationships. If any of these may offend you, then stop reading. If, however, you do read this, in spite of my warnings, and find it offensive, then I have to say it is your own fault. This scene is of an erotic nature, but I have attempted to write it as tastefully as my ability allows.

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Breakfast

Carrot stretched and ran a hand through his tousled hair. Soft dawn-light trailed icy gold fingers through the diaphanous curtains and wandered across the wood floor. It alighted upon crumpled garments and carelessly discarded footwear. He watched its cautious creep for an hour, two hours, until it bloomed palely upon his lover's face.

A tender smile curved his lips and shone in his warm, brown eyes. He lifted a tangle of black hair and gently worked it free. His lover sighed softly and stirred. Sleepy black eyes opened and a small grin curved pink lips.

"Morning," Carrot murmured, letting the black strands slip from his fingers.

"You're up early," Marron remarked with a yawn.

"I've decided to actually eat breakfast at breakfast time." The younger boy laughed and brushed a soft kiss against the other's neck.

"When did you wake up?"

"A few hours ago."

"A few hours ago?" Marron repeated incredulously. "What were you doing?"

"Watching the sun rise." The younger boy chuckled and ran a pale hand up his brother's tan chest. He paused a moment to marvel at the contrast between the lightness of his skin and the darkness of his brother's.

"Why didn't you wake me? I could have kept you busy."

Carrot purred softly as the younger boy nibbled his neck and slid a leg over his waist. Strong arms pressed him close to the heat of the other's form.

"This…this is why I don't…get to breakfast on…time," Carrot gasped, clutching his brother's shoulders.

Marron rolled, holding the older boy close, until Carrot lay under him. He propped himself up on his hands, as if doing push ups, and grinned down at his prone brother.

"Are you hungry, niisan?" He shifted and Carrot gasped as he pressed their pelvises together.

Dim light filtered through the thick curtain of Marron's hair. The older boy watched a dark smile curve his younger brother's perfect mouth. He shuddered at the press of an answering erection.

"I'm hungry," Marron purred lowering his body until he lay flush against the one beneath him.

"For food!" Carrot yelped before a pair of warm lips distracted him from his audibly growling stomach.

Soft sighs and breathy moans filled the morning-lit room, as the two occupants fed off each other's willing mouths. Sweat-slicked limbs glowed in the cold light as they moved with the gentle movements of the lovers.

"I need food…and air," Carrot declared squirming out from under his younger brother. He nearly reached the edge of the bed before Marron caught him in a heated embrace from behind.

"Where are you going, niisan?"

"Breakfast."

"No." One pale hand ran purposefully down to tease the turgid organ between the older boy's thighs. Carrot squirmed, arching slightly into the delicate touch.

"Aren't you tired, at all?" the older boy demanded grabbing his brother's hand to still its taunting ministrations.

"Of course not." Marron gently bit Carrots earlobe and then laved it with his tongue. The older boy sighed, reaching back caress his lover's face.

"Even after…last night?" A brilliant crimson spread across the older boy's cheeks as he remembered last night, vividly.

"Not particularly." To prove his point, Marron maneuvered his free hand to once again tease his older brother. Carrot squeaked and managed to break free. The younger boy issued a disappointed sigh and quickly gave chase as the other raced towards the bathroom.

"I'm going to breakfast!" Carrot declared as he attempted to close the door. The two struggled on opposing sides of the door, till Marron decided to use his magic.

The older boy jumped back as the door crumbled to the floor in a smoking ruin. Marron brushed back a length of black hair and smiled slightly.

"No fair," Carrot pouted scrambling back towards the bathtub.

"Breakfast can wait a little longer, niisan."

"But…But…" Marron grinned wickedly and backed his flustered brother up against the edge of the tub. The older boy frowned up at him, still sulking about his soon to be missed breakfast. He continued to frown, even as his younger brother leaned down and carefully nibbled along the line of his jaw. His stomach growled audibly.

Marron chuckled and wound his arms about his back. The older boy's face relaxed into an expression of dazed euphoria, as skilled fingers trailed down his spine. Brown eyes flew open when those fingers slipped past the curve of buttocks and dug into the flesh of the upper thighs.

"Marron!" Carrot arched upward with the urging of the fingers until he stood on his tiptoes. He grasped his brother's shoulders and found his attention torn between the wet mouth against his neck, the press of long fingers against his thighs, and the slight burn of his straining leg muscles.

"Niisan…" the younger boy purred throatily pressing his brother closer.

"Just…once. Afterwards I…want break…fast."

"Agreed." The younger boy released his pleasure dazed companion and allowed him to walk back into the bedroom unhindered, though he made sure no attempts the other wouldn't try to escape again. Carrot managed to get within a foot of the rumbled bed before his lover lost patience and pounced upon him.

"Where did you get all this energy all of a sudden?" he demanded from his sprawled position beneath the younger boy.

"Where did you get all that energy to chase girls?" Marron countered with careless amusement. The older boy rolled his brown eyes at the mention of her past obsession and activity.

"You just always seemed so cool. No wasted motion, just you."

"I never had a reason to. Besides, this isn't wasteful. I find it quite constructive." Marron leaned down and nipped his brother's lips.

"So is eating breakfast."

"Really?" One pale hand darted between the older boy's thighs and firmly gripped the more than ready erection there. Carrot groaned loudly and arched upwards into the teasingly still touch. Then the hand moved, nails scraping lightly over the sensitive skin, and Carrot lost his train of thought. A moist tongue pushed into his mouth and he drew upon it with his own.

A harsh moan erupted from the older boy's throat as the delightful hand ceased all motion. He muttered his complaints into the mouth working leisurely against his own. Marron pulled back to give him a look filled with shadowy lusts.

"Do you want breakfast right now? You can go and get it, if you want." Carrot gulped, hips twitching in desire for completion. Food or sex? Why did he have to make such a choice?

"Don't tease your older brother," the older boy growled.

"But I like doing that," Marron purred with a smile. He released his brother and bent over him.

"Well?"

"Well what?" The younger boy hummed softly, licking obscure patters upon the other's neck.

"Are you going to leave me in suspense?"

"Never."

* * *

"Carrot, Marron, where were you two all morning?" Tira demanded as the two boys finally came down for lunch.

"You know, couldn't get out of bed…" Carrot replied with a sheepish shrug and a pointed look in his brother's direction. Marron maintained a look of polite-interest-bordering-on-amusement.

"Huh?"

"Nothing. What's for lunch?"

* * *

There it is: a fluffy CarrotxMarron shounen-ai piece. Lovely ain't it? Since I really can't stand writing PWP, this will turn into a collection of PWP's to assuage my self-respect. I love reading them, I just don't wanna write them. But I have fallen into a writer's block and this was the only way to help. Expect more, with no connection whatsoever, sometime in the future.

For all of you who came over from ff.net in hopes of a real lemon, I'm truly sorry. It just had such a perfect ending. I couldn't destroy it with my poor attempts at writing erotica. Sorry, sorry. Don't hurt me or flame ('cause words cut deeper than the sharpest knife, ooh ya).