Sorcerer Hunters Fan Fiction ❯ Perpetual Thoughts ❯ If Dreams Were Shared... ( Chapter 6 )

It was a bright sunny day on the Spooner Continent, almost perfect in every way. The fact that the Sorcerer Hunters were on a mission served as the only imperfection, for missions meant work and hassle, and Carrot at least couldn't be bothered for that.

 

The town they were in seemed happy enough, though. If there was a Sorcerer oppressing the Parsoners, then it sure didn't seem like it. Everyone walked around happily, children ran around shrieking between people's legs, a few random farm animals ran amok... but if they did anything untoward, people just laughed it off as something that couldn't be helped. There was a really relaxed atmosphere about the town, and the Sorcerer Hunters were enjoying it.

 

There hadn't been a client that they'd met, not yet. Thinking about it, Carrot couldn't remember where they were, or why they were there, or who they were supposed to be serving, or even who they were supposed to be beating up... he couldn't even remember Big Mama telling them such things, but that didn't matter, he figured he'd probably just been half-asleep while the daily plan had been explained to him. That made sense. Often he was much too tired to pay attention to such things, it was easier to rely on Tira and Marron to remember everything...

 

Currently, the Sorcerer Hunters stood in the centre of the town; the town itself seemed quite cozy. There was the empty road to the west, that was where the Sorcerer Hunters had approached from. Fields banked that on either size, but the road was dusty and the horizon was empty... this was in sharp contrast to the other sides of the town. To the north, south and east, the town was surrounded by trees. Some of the trees that provided shade were in the town itself, a few grew here and there, fenced off as if some kind of decoration. The trees seemed to get taller the further out they were; it seemed that the town had been built purposefully at the edge of this great forest.

 

Closer to the Sorcerer Hunters, there was a medium-sized fountain that trickled water to somewhere beneath it then up again; a few people sat on the edge of it. The Hunters stood next to this fountain, seemingly too preoccupied with their own business to appreciate the breeze in the trees up above, or the trickling of the water from the fountain.

 

Chocolat was currently tugging on Carrot's arm, "Darliiiing, we have to get to the forest!!"

 

Carrot blinked, "Forest, huh?"

 

She let go of his arm; Carrot toppled over, Chocolat stood over him with her hands on her hips. She scowled at him, recognizing his stupidity with a sigh. She glared right into his eyes, "Remember, Big Mama said we had to go to the forest in order for something to happen! Or weren't you listening again?"

 

"Oh, oh, uh... I wasn't listening, I wasn't listening... I've forgotten everything! Why are we here? What are we doing, again?"

 

Carrot heard Tira's angry cry, and was all too prepared to feel her fist collide with various parts of his anatomy, but strangely enough, the attack never reached him... he frowned, confused. He'd crouched with his hands over his head in order to protect himself from where he'd fallen... he looked up and realised that Marron was holding Tira back, preventing her from hitting him.

 

"Tira, please. My brother cannot help his stupidity; let it go."

 

"Marron-chan..."

 

"Marron?!"

 

That was weird. Normally Marron didn't mind if it was at least just Tira or Chocolat beating up on Carrot... Carrot stood back up again, dusting himself down. Well, if Marron was in that kind of mood, Carrot wasn't going to argue. Just saved him from getting beaten up unnecessarily from Tira and Chocolat too much during the day.

 

"Ha ha ha, thanks, Marron! Why'd you do that? Normally you don't bother..."

 

The atmosphere suddenly changed. Marron was quiet as he walked forward, strangely so. The others weren't even looking, buté Marron had a strange look in his eyes as he reached out and... touched Carrot's cheek? That was definitely what he was doing... his fingers seemed to shake slightly, he pressed them just slightly more firmly against Carrot's cheek. Again, weird...

 

Marron's voice was painfully quiet, and he spoke with a tone Carrot couldn't quite recognize, "I couldn't let her hurt you, niisan. Even if it's Tira, I couldn't let her hurt you."

 

"U-uh? Well, um... okay..."

 

Nobody else had seemed to notice Marron's strange little gesture, nor even the look he'd had in his eyes just then... and nobody had heard him speak, either... Carrot self-consciously adjusted his shirt, there was something weird about the day that he couldn't quite place his finger on; still, he wondered, maybe it was just him. Maybe he'd woken up on the wrong side of bed, or something. He went back to the group, it seemed that everybody was sorting out the battleplans for the day.

 

"... so Gateau-chan will head to the south of the village, oneesama and I will head to the north... Carrot, Marron-chan, you stay around this area until we all meet up again."

 

Marron spoke up, sounding almost eager. Carrot frowned, that was a strange way to hear Marron speaking.

 

é"And once we've met up... we go to the forest?"

 

"Yes, we go to the forest."

 

There was something about the way people mentioned that damned forest so reverently that set Carrot on edge too. Was there something special about this forest that someone had mentioned that Carrot hadn't been listening for? Nothing seemed to stand out in his mind, and it was annoying him.

 

"The forest, the forest... what's everyone always on about the forest for? Is there somebody we're supposed to meet when we get there, or something? The client, or someone?"

 

Marron glanced at Carrot, speaking once more with a meaning Carrot didn't understand. Marron was always implying things and often spoke cryptically to Carrot's ears, but it didn't help that everybody else seemed to know what Marron was talking about too...

 

"Niisan... something will happen when we get to the forest."

 

"What will happen!?"

 

"Something."

 

"GAHHHHHHH!!!! WHY WON'T ANYBODY EXPLAIN ANYTHING TO ME!?!?!?!"

 

Chocolat had Carrot caught in a deathglomp suddenly, "Ahh~~nnn, dar~liiiing!! You should have been listening earlier, but because you didn't bother to listen at all, you don't remember a thing! Silly silly darling... but, that's why I love you! Won't you please take me? I wouldn't mind! Take me right here... take me right now, I'm so wet for you, daarliing!!"

 

Chocolat was already in the process of ripping her clothes off. Even for normal behaviour that seemed a little abrupt, and did she usually say things like that in front of everybody else?! Surely nobody else wanted to know that!... Panicking, Carrot threw his arms in front of him to prevent Chocolat coming closer.

 

"Ch-ch-CHOCOLAT! NO!"

 

Inexplicably enough, Chocolat began to cry; she ran off in one of the other directions. Tira shot Carrot a deathstare, then followed off after her. It seemed that Gateau was also inexplicably already gone, and Marron and Carrot were left on their own... Carrot could only stand and point at where Chocolat had run off to, feeling, not for the first time that day, terribly terribly confused.

 

"... Is it her period, or something?! She... she doesn't normally get that upset about things...!"

 

Carrot felt a pair of arms around his neck, and a warm body behind his... had Chocolat returned?

 

"Chocolat, is that you? Were you trying to get Tira lost again, or something?"

 

"Niisan... we are the only two here... we should treasure the time we have together without the others, though nothing can happen until we reach the forest... however, in the meantime, we should go to the inn. We can wait for the others there, and perhaps have something to eat, also... come, niisan. Let's go."

 

Marron was already walking off towards the inn. Carrot frowned, rubbing at his neck... Marron didn't normally hug him like that, did he? Occasionally they hugged, true, but... not like that... and...

 

Carrot gave up trying to figure anything out. Seemed the more he wanted to think about things, the less sense they made... he sighed, throwing his hands up in the air, then going to find Marron.

 

Making his way across the town, Carrot looked around as he did so. It seemed a happy kind of town... he still thought that. Usually Parsoner villages and towns could be quite depressing, but this one seemed better... there didn't even seem to be anywhere a Sorcerer would hide out, no massive mansions or castles or anything nearby... though, there was the forest. Perhaps that was where the Sorcerer was.

 

Though, Carrot recalled he hadn't been listening. Therefore, there wasn't really much ground to suspect that it had been a Sorcerer after all... maybe the forest held some kind of ghost, or spirit, or something summoned by forbidden magic? If so, it made sense that they'd all have to go to the forest, if there was something there waiting for them. Didn't explain why everybody spoke so quietly as if they were going to meet a god while they were there, or anything...

 

Carrot approached the inn, and stepped inside. A bell on the door jingled when he walked in, but there wasn't anybody else around, on first glance, to notice this. Carrot frowned. Surprisingly, the inn on the inside was empty, except for the innkeeper, and... ah, there was Marron. The innkeeper greeted him as he walked in, "Your brother's waiting for you, he's just over there."

 

Nodding distractedly, Carrot walked past empty rows of seats, eventually joining Marron at the end of the room. On reaching him, Carrot realised that the table he and Marron had was full of various different food dishes... surely that hadn't been there just a few moments ago? There was enough food there to feed the five Sorcerer Hunters twice over... why was there all that food?

 

Marron just smiled up at Carrot and gestured to the empty bench next to him, "Join me, niisan. We've got a lot to get through."

 

"Wait... Marron, all this stuff's for us? What... why's that?"

 

"The innkeeper said we could have it for free for promising to dispatch the Sorcerer. There's nobody else around because it's tuesday, as you know. We're free to have whatever we like, as long as we go to the forest afterward."

 

"Ah... hah..."

 

Still, things seemed weird. Nobody was around... because it was tuesday? What was that supposed to mean? Maybe Marron meant that because it was so sunny outside, nobody wanted to come inside while they could be enjoying the sunshine... ah, that made sense. Was every tuesday sunny, then...?

 

Carrot shook those thoughts from his mind. If all that food was for him and Marron, and all they had to do was wait for the others, there wasn't really anything else to be done, was there? All they could do was to eat the food... and Carrot wasn't going to complain. It was nice to be able to eat so luxuriously, after all.

 

For a moment, something had gone through Carrot's mind, just idle conversation he was going to say to Marron, but when he turned to speak to his brother, any thought of smalltalk was gone from Carrot's mind.

 

Marron, currently, was eating a carrot. There wasn't anything wrong with that in itself, there were all kinds of fruits and vegetables and sweets and savouries and dishes and puddings set out in front of them, but... it was just the way Marron was eating... the vegetable shone under the light of the inn with the sheen of Marron's saliva; he'd take it into his mouth, as deep as he could... was that a moan that Carrot heard? Then he'd take it out of his mouth, still keeping his tongue connected, still licking so slightly... then he'd move, and gently bite a little more of it off, a slight crunch audible as he did so... then he would do it all again, moving much too strangely to just be eating from Carrot's reckoning.

 

Carrot blinked, "Uh... uh... Marron?"

 

Caught between bites, Marron didn't move, he just glanced out of the corners of his eyes at Carrot. He seemed - or looked like, anyway - he was displeased at being disturbed, but... he'd been doing something like that so openly! Was Carrot not supposed to notice?

 

Marron closed his mouth, answering Carrot's confusion with his glare and nothing else.

 

"Marron, what are you doing to that vegetable?"

 

Regarding Carrot with a suddenly suspicious air, Marron bit at the carrot a little too viciously for Carrot's liking. It made a sharp snap-crunch sound as Marron bit it, and there was a silence that seemed altogether too long as Marron chewed and eventually swallowed his mouthful.

 

"I'm eating it, niisan."

 

"Smartass."

 

"Fuckable ass."

 

Those two words took a few moments to really register in Carrot's mind. There were insults sure, and Carrot had heard many in his lifetime, but... never from Marron! Marron never used language like that! And really... what kind of insult was that...?!

 

Totally thrown, Carrot just gaped.

 

"W... ha...?"

 

"... I said, I could stick this fork in your eyes to distract you from your insults."

 

"No, you didn't. You said I had a fuckable ass...! Didn't you? Wasn't that what you said? I'm sure that's what you said! I'm really sure that's what-"

 

"And what if it was?"

 

Marron's voice was deathly serious. Carrot really didn't know how to react... had Marron meant to insult him? If not, why not, and what had he really meant? Carrot had said worse things in the past without Marron retaliating, though he'd always felt terrible afterward... and calling Marron a smartass wasn't really that bad, was it?... But what Marron had said... if that had been what he'd said... how... how was Carrot supposed to respond to that...?

 

Marron took advantage of his brother's confusion, plucked a green grape from a nearby bunch, and pressed it against his brother's lips. Carrot glanced from the slight green blur he could pick out from it being so close to his face, to Marron's eyes, which suddenly seemed closer than they'd done beforehand...

 

He opened his mouth, and let Marron push the grape further. Closing his lips around the fruit, he accidentally caught the ends of his brother's fingers as he did so. Marron pulled his fingers back, glanced at them... he pressed his thumb and forefinger together, feeling the hint of moisture, of warmth.

 

Carrot chewed on his grape as he curiously watched Marron lick his fingers. What was he doing that for...?

 

Again, Marron noticed Carrot's stare.

 

"What is it, niisan?"

 

Swallow, gulp.

 

"How come you were licking your fingers right now, Marron? You didn't get any kinda sauce on them, did you?"

 

Marron didn't reply to that. He reached down, and took hold of one of Carrot's hands, the closest one. With his own hand, he reached for a handily-nearby-placed chocolate trifle, and scooped a little of the creamy mess onto his finger. He ran it along Carrot's finger, then pressed it back to Carrot's mouth. Marron's other hand was tightly around Carrot's wrist...

 

"Lick it, niisan. Taste it."

 

"Uh... sure..."

 

Carrot nervously licked the chocolate and cream away from his finger.

 

"You see...?"

 

"Uh..."

 

In the meantime, Marron had picked up a spoon from somewhere, and was sampling a little of the trifle for himself. His eyes were closed as he savoured the flavour, and that time he did moan, just quietly.

 

"Oh... that tastes wonderful. I'm sure that... wherever I happened to find this, I should just have to taste it... right, niisan?"

 

"Um, y-yeah, yeah... some things are just like that..."

 

"So, if it was so that..."

 

Marron's lithe forefinger swept up a respectable fingerful of the gooey chocolate, and pressed it from between Carrot's eyes, down against the length of his nose. Carrot almost went cross-eyed trying to see what Marron was doing, but felt the cold stickiness against his skin. He looked to Marron for an explanation, but Marron seemed too busy marvelling on the sight of his brother with chocolate sauce going down his face...

 

"Marron, why did you do that?! You got stuff on my face!"

 

"I wouldn't be able to resist it's taste, no matter where it might be located..."

 

Then, Marron leant forward to prove his point. Carrot felt his head be held into place by Marron's surprisingly strong hands, and a soft wetness against the point of his nose... Marron's tongue... it followed the trail of the chocolate sauce, licking slowly and perfectly, making sure that there wasn't a speck of the delicious substance left on his brother's face.

 

Carrot just blinked, not moving, not sure if he could move. Wouldn't Marron berate him for that? He wondered where the others were. They'd said they'd all meet up later, but... but what if they walked in right that moment? Then they'd see Marron running chocolatey fingers down from Carrot's ear to where his tanktop began, pressing his head against the crease of Carrot's neck, licking there also...

 

Again, Carrot didn't move... this time more that he couldn't than that he wouldn't. But that felt so wonderful...! Little nips and kisses, surely that wasn't all related to where the sauce was... if it was or if it wasn't, Carrot didn't really care. He wasn't sure why Marron was doing what he was doing, but he was sure that he didn't want Marron to stop...

 

Without looking up from Carrot's neck, Marron reached back over to the table. His fingers touched the top of a decorative pile of strawberries that had been left nearby; he selected the topmost one, and dipped that in the cream that just happened to be next to it. He held his finger underneath the fruit to make sure too much didn't drip away, but that didn't stop some of it catching on Marron's thumb to trickle a trail down to his wrist.

 

He held it above where he knew Carrot's mouth to be; supposing that Marron expected him to, Carrot leant up just a little, and closed his teeth around the strawberry.

 

It was so soft to his teeth; he felt cream and juice in his mouth, on his lips... he felt the cool stickiness of a droplet running to his chin, but that didn't matter. He bit the strawberry to the green stem, then licked the cream from Marron's hand for good measure. Marron dispensed of the leafy part of the strawberry, and looked up. He noticed Carrot's juice-stained lips, "Oh, niisan... you're quite a messy eater, aren't you?"

 

"Ah... ah..."

 

Carrot found himself speechless as Marron leant forward, licking once more, but from the droplet hanging off his chin up to his lips... he felt his heart give a slight leap, what next?

 

Claiming and powerful, Marron's lips closed over his own. He felt Marron's warm tongue over his lips, tasting the strawberry from them and teasing to go beyond... all sanity seemed to have vacated for a moment, and Carrot's mind was swimming. He didn't know why Marron was acting like this, he didn't know why everything seemed so strange all of a sudden, but he knew that Marron was now kissing him quite strongly and he also knew that he didn't mind. He felt that that last one should hold some kind of significance to him, but whatever that was, it didn't really matter, not for the moment.

 

His eyes flickered to the side as the bell connected to the inn's door went; someone had come in?! Carrot felt rising panic at seeing Gateau and Chocolat walk in. He couldn't push Marron away, Marron was too strong and too determined, but on the same thought, Gateau and Chocolat couldn't see him like that...!

 

Not seeming to notice anything at all, Gateau and Chocolat approached. Gateau sat himself down next to Carrot, Chocolat sat herself down next to Marron, and neither seemed to notice that Marron was quite firmly preoccupied with his brother's mouth.

 

Gateau just smiled, "Hey, you two. Thought we'd come by here for a bit... seems Tira's gone missing or something, we think she's gone ahead to the forest already. She shoulda waited for the rest of us, there's no rush, or anything! Still, she's capable of holding her own... ooh, strawberries, gimme. I could really go for some of them... Chocolat, pass me the cream, would you?"

 

"Sure, here you go. Anyway, yeah... haven't seen Tira for a while... I don't suppose either of you two have seen her, hm?"

 

Carrot was somewhat distracted by the fact that Marron was more or less sitting over his lap now - he moved again, he had Carrot's legs straddled - and was, for want of a better word, grinding...

 

"Mmn... hnff-... hffnnf nnn hmm..."

 

"Really? That's a shame. Well, I guess she knew what she was doing, Gateau's right, she does know how to look after herself. Still... maybe it'd be better if we headed over there right now?"

 

Gateau nodded, "That sounds like a good idea. I know Marron wanted to get to the forest... we're not doing anything else right now, are we?"

 

Standing up, Gateau motioned to Carrot and Marron, "Come on, you two. We're leaving already... catch us up, we won't walk too fast."

 

Once they started to walk off, Marron pulled himself away from Carrot. Carrot felt light-headed, Marron's movements against him had had the desired effect, and the sensation of horn was descending down around him quite quickly. He looked up at Marron with hazy eyes, "Ma-... Marron, uh... uh... um..."

 

Just for a few moments between Carrot speaking and Marron responding, Marron seemed... so incredibly desirable...! The sun from the windows behind them shone down upon him, intensifying for those moments... little things about Marron Carrot wondered if he'd ever realised before... decided he hadn't... wanted to know why... but his eyes, they seemed to sparkle in the sun, dark blue ranging to almost purple, his eyes seeming so deep and flecked... Carrot wanted to look closer, really know his brother's eye colour. And his hair... his hair, which draped so easily over his shoulders and back... it seemed to shine also, raven-black and beautiful, contrasting so heavily against his white robes, his pale skin... oh, he was so tempting. Maybe he didn't realise how much, but suddenly just everything about him seemed so irresistible...!

 

Despite the fact that he was still straddling Carrot's thighs and holding his shoulders tightly, Marron's tone suddenly went brisk and businesslike, ignoring his position and disturbing his brother's silent musings totally. He looked at Carrot with suddenly cold-seeming (at least compared to the seductive warmth of before) eyes, "They're right, niisan. We should leave, and quickly."

 

All too quickly, Marron seemed to be walking away already. Confused and horny, Carrot jumped up and ran after him, wanting to catch him before they caught up with Gateau and Chocolat.

 

"Wait, wait, wait... Marron... j-just then...?"

 

"They'll think what they want even if it's directly under their nose, niisan."

 

Marron turned to fix Carrot with an all-too-knowing stare, "... Perhaps you're the only one to realise."

 

And he walked off again, the doorbell jingling as he left. Carrot just stood there, confused to the core, wondering what the hell had just happened. Marron had been... he'd been so passionate, but... he was never like that, was he? And besides, he... he shouldn't have been acting like that with Carrot, surely?!

 

He had been, though. He had been, and Carrot had liked it, had wanted more. And now Marron was walking away to be with the others...? No, but that couldn't happen! Marron had to stay with Carrot, and the two of them had to stay away from the others, forever if needs be. As long as they remained together, Carrot didn't mind what happened. And he didn't want to go to this ubiquitous forest on his own, definitely not. Going with Marron would be fine, Marron would protect him, Marron would make sure Carrot didn't come to any harm.

 

Chasing after Marron before his thoughts could stall him for any longer, Carrot left the inn quickly.

 

He ran through the town; there didn't seem to be any sign of the others, but there didn't seem to be any immediate easy way to enter that forest, either... it seemed to be everywhere surrounding the village, but the village seemed to surround Carrot, and houses and shops seemed to get in the way... he ran around as much as he could though, and eventually, he ran past two houses that housed a wide path between them. Carrot stopped in his tracks, and wondered how he hadn't noticed the path before; it was grassy and it seemed to lead directly to the forests beyond... further on there seemed to be only darkness, but that didn't matter. That was where the others were, where Marron was! He had to go there quickly.

 

Running down the path, the atmosphere seemed to change so suddenly. Carrot felt soft springy grass beneath his shoes, helping him retain his buoyancy; the settlement behind him had been quite noisy and busy, with everybody concerned with their own business, but suddenly, now he was standing in the forest, everything seemed so quiet... Carrot looked behind him. There still seemed to be things going on behind him, but somehow he couldn't hear anything from it at all...

 

He frowned, but continued onward.

 

The forest itself seemed quite beautiful, from Carrot's initial impression. The sun had not diminished any.... it was obscured slightly by the thick canopy of trees above, but the wind shifted at them, and made the light that fell through the gaps in the leaves move and dance over the ground below. Carrot could see shafts of sunlight up above... some trees were fallen, and green moss grew on them, but even the dead trees and the moss seemed healthy and vibrant in their own way, made beautiful by the dappled light from above. Somewhere a little further on, a lake glittered and shone... thoughts of the others were gone, just for the time being. They could wait.

 

Carrot ran towards the lake. He wanted to see how clear the water was, what kind of things might live in that lake... he wanted to see if he could see his own reflection, he wanted to feel how cool that water would be on his warm skin... it looked so cold and inviting.

 

Reaching it, he knelt beside it. Where the sun shone down on it the lake seemed to shine too brightly to see anything at all, but hovering over the water, Carrot could see further down in the shape of his own reflection. There was waving pondweed, and a few shiny silver fish flitting this way and that way in the search of their own nourishment... and there was another patch of darkness beside him, another shadow, another reflection. Carrot looked up, realising he had company; it was Marron.

 

"Marron! I wondered where you guys had gone. Where's Gateau and Chocolat and Tira? They came here too, right?"

 

Marron just stared ahead, seeming unconcerned by the beauty of the lake.

 

"I couldn't tell you where they are, niisan. I can only assume they are elsewhere in the forests... but I can guarantee, we won't be disturbed. Now, it's only you and me... niisan."

 

Something in Marron's tone was strange, but that in itself wasn't strange, Marron had been strange on this mission for as long as Carrot could remember. Even so, he glanced up, dipping his hand slightly into the water. Ah yes, it was as cold as he thought it'd be. Quite refreshing... Carrot mused on whether it'd be clean enough to attempt drinking.

 

Before he could attempt that, he felt Marron's hands on his shoulders, "Stand up, niisan."

 

"Huh? Oh, uh, okay."

 

Carrot did so, shaking his hand dry then wiping it down on the edge of his tanktop. The cloth felt a little damper next to his skin, but Carrot supposed that it would dry out before too long. Nevermind, he had other things to worry about than how wet his tanktop might get. Maybe it'd even be kind of nice to throw it into the water and then wear it so soaked, at least it'd be cool on the warm day... but none of that mattered once Carrot looked up and saw Marron's eyes. The look, there... what was that look? Carrot frowned, he didn't understand.

 

"Um... Marron?"

 

"Yes, niisan?"

 

"You, here like this... what's up? You look all sad, all of a sudden."

 

Marron didn't seem to be listening. He'd walked forward so that he was pressed against Carrot... his hand was working against Carrot's groin, and after he felt he'd massaged enough, he unzipped Carrot's trousers, pulled anything else Carrot was wearing down enough for his erection to be freed, then began to suck on it.

 

Totally thrown, Carrot just blinked. He couldn't even stutter, he was literally speechless... he'd been horny when he'd been back in the inn, when Marron had been acting so strangely back there... he'd quite forgotten his feelings once he'd got to the forest, though. But now he was... he was aroused again, and... and Marron was doing that!?

 

Carrot's legs felt weak; he would have been lying to himself if he'd said that that didn't feel good... it felt more than just 'good', the surprise of Marron's actions and the feeling of that alone was enough to send Carrot's mind spiralling. Marron seemed quite an expert on this, Carrot didn't want to know where Marron might have experienced such things in the past to be able to do them so brilliantly now, and he didn't really care... Marron moved with such practiced slowness, moved his lips and tongue and teeth in all the right ways...

 

"Ma-... Ma-... Marron!?"

 

Marron's eyes flickered up at Carrot, realising his confusion. He pulled away from his brother, still holding Carrot's arousal with one hand, stroking it softly, lovingly.

 

"What is it, niisan?"

 

"What... what... what the hell... what the hell are you doing...?!"

 

Talking as if it was the most natural thing in the world, Marron's tone didn't betray anything.

 

"I wish to satisfy you, niisan. I want to satiate your needs..."

 

"Buh... buh... but you're my brother! It... it's weird! You're... you're not supposed to do things like that, like this, you're, you're not supposed to, it's wrong, it's weird, you're acting weird, you're being weird, what the... what... why...?!"

 

Marron just blinked, still stroking with his lightly shaking fingers.

 

"Does it feel wrong to you, niisan?"

 

As far as it felt, to Carrot, it felt wonderful... he was used to his own feelings, what it felt like to touch himself, his own hand, his own fingers... but somebody else's fingers... and he'd never felt anybody's mouth before, warm and wet and inviting as the feeling proved itself to be... even if it was Marron, it still felt so wonderful. Of course, in his mind, it'd always been a beautiful woman, but Marron was at least beautiful if not a woman, and it had felt so good, hadn't it? Carrot didn't want Marron to stop, despite what his mind told him.

 

"Um... um... n-no, it... it feels wonderful... but..."

 

Sucking obediently while Carrot spoke and stuttered, Marron pulled back with a long, teasing lick, looking the very picture of subordinance as he stared wide-eyed up at Carrot.

 

"... but, niisan...?"

 

"But... but... you're... you're a guy, you're my brother! I know you're gay and everything but I'm totally off-limits, you're not supposed to do things like that to your brother!! You're a guy, I don't want to do things like this with a guy, even if it does feel so good, I'm absolutely not gay! Absolutely and totally! Not gay! You're gay, but... but I'm not! I'd never go after guys, I'm not that sort of person!"

 

Looking sad once more, Marron pulled away and stood up. Carrot panted heavily, the weight of his outburst and the force of his arousal both acting on his mind and making him feel light-headed. It did feel wonderful when Marron did things like that to him, and surely if Marron wanted to carry on and it continued to feel so good then none of it mattered because, well, it felt so good... however, Carrot's mind felt it should retain just a few morals, and draw the line at using his brother for his sexual ends. It was just too weird.

 

Carrot stared at Marron stared back. Marron was blushing... he looked almost ashamed... Carrot supposed he would, after what he'd done. Carrot also realised he was still sporting his erection... he went to attempt to pull up his trousers, hard as though that might be, but he was stopped by Marron's voice and outstretched hand.

 

"... Wait, niisan."

 

"Wha?"

 

"Niisan, you have to realise... I... I'll be whatever you want me to be... I'll be anything for you, I'll do anything for you... niisan... if this is wrong, if this isn't what you want... niisan... please, tell me what it is that you want... I... I'll do my best to oblige you..."

 

Carrot backed away a few steps, "A girl, I want a girl!"

 

"A... girl, niisan?"

 

Nodding frantically, Carrot motioned with his hands as he spoke.

 

"Yes, a girl! Like... a girl... you know, I'm always chasing them and stuff! Girls! Girls are what I like! With the breasts and everything... breasts... yeah, breasts are good... all soft and stuff... a girl with big breasts! And everything else!"

 

"If it was a girl... you wouldn't mind, niisan?"

 

"Exactly!" Something occurred, "Oh, uh... unless it was Chocolat or Tira... 'cause... I think they'd be just as likely to rip my dick off as likely to suck it, so... n-not them..."

 

Marron seemed to be accepting everything Carrot said... Carrot himself wasn't sure what was going to happen next. What would happen next? Seemed that Marron wanted to do anything Carrot wanted him to... maybe Marron'd find a beautiful girl from somewhere? There had to be loads of beautiful girls in the town, towns always had beautiful girls in, even backend ones like this one...

 

As Carrot continued to think, he realised that Marron was in the middle of unbuttoning the top of his robe. Confused, Carrot blinked.

 

"Marron, what are you doing?"

 

"I said I'd be anything for you, niisan. I'm not lying."

 

Confused, Carrot watched as Marron continued to undo his robe. The catches fell to the side, Carrot could see the hint of pale skin underneath... Marron pulled his hands from the sleeves and the robe from his shoulders, caught as it still was in the sash around his waist, Marron let his robe fall to hang behind him. He threaded his hands behind his hair and pulled it away from him briefly, freeing it from any clothing it was caught in.

 

Carrot gawped.

 

He'd seen his brother naked (or even half-naked) many times in the past, by now he assumed he'd be more or less used to his brother's envy-inducingly lean, slim, undeniably attractive body.

 

He was pretty sure his brother's body had never sported a pair of breasts before.

 

Certain, even.

 

Carrot felt he would have known, surely...?

 

And the size of them...! They were... they were quite large. Enough to make Tira... perhaps even Chocolat envious. Woe betide the bra that tried to support those. But despite their size, they remained strangely buoyant and perky, somehow. With lovely nipples, not too big, not too small... they were hard in the warm air of the forest... Carrot was totally preoccupied with the breasts, mind not quite clicking as to who they were connected to. They really were nice breasts, weren't they? All round and all... they looked quite soft... Carrot wanted to touch them. Breasts... what perfect breasts...! Carrot felt his lust triple just at seeing breasts like those... breasts... breasts! They seemed to be calling to him with a voice that whispered 'breasts... breasts!' continually in his head...

 

Boobies! Carrot was seeing boobies! And they were naked!

 

Mind absolutely preoccupied, Carrot looked from the breasts to the face of the person they belonged to. What kind of beautiful woman might have breasts like that and be standing in front of him so halfnaked like that?

 

He looked up, to see Marron's face.

 

Eh?

 

"GYAAAAAH!!!"

 

"Niisan?"

 

"WHAT THE... WHAT THE HELL ARE THOSE ON YOUR BODY?!"

 

Carrot pointed uselessly at the breasts. It was glaringly obvious what they were, but the very fact that they were on Marron was the point Carrot had problems with. Marron had breasts?! When had that happened?! And how did he manage to hide such monsters in the confines of his robe? Marron's robe had always been quite form-fitting at the top, too much so to say that he'd just managed to hide them in the folds of his clothing, or anything!

 

Speaking as usually as he ever did, Marron cupped the breasts with his hands, the nipples poking through between his fingers.

 

"They're breasts, niisan. My breasts... touch them, niisan. I... I want you to touch them."

 

Things really were not making sense in Carrot's mind. The overpowering urge of 'BREASTS!!!!!' was in battle with 'WTF?!?!?!' in his mind, and he still couldn't understand why Marron had breasts. Breasts... his brother... Marron... he had breasts... he had absolutely massive breasts that Carrot had somehow never ever noticed before... how the hell was that possible?! Tira always swanning around in her bondage gear, Chocolat bouncing everywhere under Carrot's nose, they obviously had breasts, it was impossible not to notice those breasts, but... but... Marron? Breasts? It didn't compute!

 

"Marron... Marron... but... but you're... you... you're a guy...! Even... even Milphey doesn't have breasts and he's so much more girly than you and... and... how... why... you... you... those breasts... breasts...!"

 

Marron smiled shyly, "Do you like them, niisan?"

 

"B-breasts..."

 

"I... I said I would be anything you wanted me to be... niisan, you desire those of the female gender... perhaps I cannot manage that wholly, but... as far as it's possible..."

 

Carrot realised that Marron was now working against the sash of his robe; he pulled it away, let it drop to the mossy-grassy ground to the side. The top of Marron's robe fell to the forest floor behind him, leaving Marron wearing only his trousers. Watching with morbid curiosity, Carrot continued to gawp as Marron bent down to dispose of his trousers (and let his breasts dangle so irresistibly, Carrot almost wanted to leap forth and grope them that moment)... those went to the side, Marron's ankle-wraps and shoes also...

 

He stood in front of Carrot, naked.

 

"Marron, you're a woman?!"

 

Shifting where he stood, Marron blushed and glanced to the side; staring at him, Carrot couldn't take his eyes off him, looking down there... that mysterious thing that only women had... and Marron... Marron had one? Carrot could see Marron's inner thighs were quite damp, glistening with arousal already... and the fact that this was his brother (or whatever Marron now was) aside, Carrot's own arousal was reaching dizzy new heights. He'd been horny before, but never before had he been faced with such a naked willing female body before. Even if that female body was his brother. No, but it was Marron! Wasn't it?

 

"Not a woman, niisan... but... the things that you desire... the physical aspects of a woman... those are the things you wish for... are they not? So... for that purpose, I... if you wish to, then..."

 

"B-but... but you're my brother! It... it's bad enough Tira and Chocolat wanting me like that, and they're like my sisters, but... but... you're my brother, and you've got breasts and other things, and, and, and, and you want me too, and..."

 

Carrot was distracted - Marron didn't really seem to be listening. Marron was currently divesting Carrot of his clothes, rendering him just as naked as Marron was; his socks and boots being pulled off and placed to the side, feeling the soft moss beneath his toes... he felt Marron's breasts brush against his skin, and that helped decide things; taking Marron by surprise, Carrot bowled him to the ground and was on top of him, kissing him passionately. Carrot was aware of the breasts pressing against his chest... he wanted to touch them, he did. Oh, and how soft they felt! They were much too much for each hand to hold, but he squeezed them and massaged them anyway. He felt the tough little nipples against his palms, he rubbed over them too... and he felt his cock pressing against somewhere, and that place was warm, and wet... he shifted slightly, he could feel the slick substance against him... Marron seemed to realise Carrot's intention, and quickly flipped his brother onto his back.

 

Carrot let himself be flipped with a slight 'ummph!'; he felt the grass and moss and soil against his naked skin, and opening his eyes, he saw Marron above him. And the breasts. The breasts had quite the presence, they were enough to distract Carrot totally with just once glance. How was he ever supposed to concentrate on anything ever again? Breasts like that would haunt his waking life and sleeping dreams, he'd never be able to think of anything else at all!

 

Smiling down at Carrot, Marron pressed his hands against Carrot's lower stomach, straddling his hips. Carrot's thoughts went back to the time at the inn... Marron had been doing something similar at that time... back at that time, had he been like this? If so... Carrot felt he wouldn't have been able to hold back, he would have thrown Marron to the table and fucked him on the spot, bestial and passionate and quickly, holding him down and pounding him furiously against the hard wood of the furniture - even with Gateau and Chocolat there it'd be okay... and all the food, that could be swept aside... and... and the sex... sex... oh, but sex!

 

Marron shook Carrot from his thoughts by rubbing up and down against Carrot's erection; not quite hard or deep enough for Carrot's liking, but he could feel the hint of heat, and he could see where Marron had left a shining trail from his own arousal... and Carrot wanted to grab Marron's hips and slam him onto his cock and fuck him until he was incoherent, but Marron had a knowing smirk on his face, and Carrot had the feeling Marron had other plans; whatever those plans were, Carrot wished he'd hurry the hell up... how had he managed to even last this long...?

 

"Niisan... do you still want to stop? Do you still think that this is wrong?"

 

Various ethical questions drifted over Carrot's mind; this was Marron, who was his brother, who was a guy. Said brother-guy person now had the female genitalia, and the breasts, the lovely lovely breasts. Said brother was undeniably hot for him, literally so, and now seemed to have female bits to make up for the fact that he wasn't actually a woman. Now he had things like that there wasn't really any question, Carrot was as willing as Marron was... but then there was that one matter...

 

Carrot sat up suddenly, "YOU WON'T HAVE A BABY, WILL YOU!?"

 

That was a scary thought. Marron just smiled calmly and pressed Carrot back to the tickling grass that'd been crushed slightly beneath his body, "Don't worry, niisan. This is what you wished for... you wouldn't wish for that, would you?"

 

"N-no..."

 

"Then it won't happen. Don't be alarmed. These feelings, as they are... do they feel wrong, to you?"

 

Blushing as hard as he felt was possible, Carrot shook his head and heard the rustle of uncrushed grass either side of him; the sun still shone down, and Marron, with that sexy, seductive smirk, and the shining eyes and the gleaming hair and the breasts, seemed more irresistible than he'd ever done previously. There really was no question about it, was there? If Marron wanted to have sex, then, like this... Carrot wasn't going to say no.

 

"N-no... no, Marron... they... they don't feel wrong, I... I just want..."

 

Marron shifted his hips again, making Carrot gasp.

 

"You want...?"

 

"I... I want to... um..."

 

Marron trailed his hands over Carrot's shoulders, "Speak however you want, niisan. I won't mind."

 

"... I want to fuck you."

 

The smile just seemed to increase in it's warmth, "I'm aware of that, niisan... you're so hot and hard against me... and I, hot for you... I wish to feel you inside me, claiming me, filling me... I'll make you come, niisan. Come inside me, fill me with your hot come... hmm?"

 

Rational thought was trickling away slowly slowly, Carrot nodded rapidly.

 

"Y-yes! I... I'll fill you..."

 

"First, though... I wish to taste you, niisan..."

 

"H-hahn?"

 

Slowly, teasingly, Marron shifted his way down Carrot's body, seeming to want to ensure that he caused the maximum amount of bodily contact as he could. Carrot watched with his breath held as he wondered what Marron was up to... then Marron resumed sucking on Carrot's cock, as he'd been doing before, but this time with his breasts on either side of the erection, using them to help provide stimulation, using his hands to rub them continually against Carrot's burning arousal...

 

Carrot just watched, absolutely stupefied. He'd thought that the breasts would be soft, he knew that the breasts were soft, from the way he'd touched them and the way they'd felt, but... feeling them against the most sensitive part of him, it was amazing, to his mind. And Marron's mouth was warm and wet and he really was good at such things, sometimes stopping just to massage with his breasts, then he'd lick, the most teasing licks, trailing up and down with just the tip of his tongue... longer, slower licks with the rest of it... then he'd take it back into his mouth, and start over.

 

It didn't matter how weird it all seemed, how strange the whole day had been... none of that mattered anymore. And it didn't, strangely, matter to Carrot that the others were still missing... whatever they were doing, Carrot felt it wasn't any business of his, as much so as what he was doing wasn't any business of theirs. And, given how Gateau and Chocolat had been in the inn earlier, who was to say they'd notice anyway?

 

Not just with his mouth, Marron seemed such a tease with words, also... he'd stare at Carrot's erection, smiling appreciatively... and through his haze of arousal, Carrot was aware of Marron's voice, cooing on how big and hard it was, how good it tasted, how much he wanted to taste Carrot's hot come... though, Carrot felt he couldn't really concentrate anymore. He'd had an erection for much longer than he'd usually like to keep one, and his climax was really, really not far away anymore. He almost felt sad... he was torn, he wanted to come, but he wished that Marron would let himself be taken... surely he'd have to wait between his climax and being able to be ready to go again... but that was how things were, he supposed. It didn't really matter, it'd all come to him eventually.

 

"Ahn... NAAH... Marron... MARRON... I-... I'm-"

 

Hardly able even to speak, Carrot couldn't get all of the words out before his orgasm hit; he pressed the flat of his hands against the forest floor and thrust desperately up with his hips, his cock still enveloped by Marron's full breasts. As Carrot came, Marron pulled away slightly, letting his brother's climactic fluid fall where it would... he managed to swallow some of it, but not all of it.

 

That was what Carrot saw when his mind was clear enough for him to open his eyes again and see; Marron was currently occupied licking off his breasts, large as they were to enable him to do such things... his mind in a daze, Carrot indicated to Marron's face, "You've, uh... got some there..."

 

"I know, niisan. I know."

 

Marron sounded like he was quite enjoying himself, collecting it all on his fingers and licking each one off with an exaggerated suck... once he was acceptably clean, he smiled at Carrot.

 

"Niisan, you taste wonderful. Body and substance both."

 

"Ah... ahnn..."

 

"You're regretful of your climax though, are you not..."

 

"I wish I co- uh?!"

 

Another smirk from Marron tempted Carrot into looking downward; Marron's hand was currently teasing against Carrot's erection once more, and Carrot was dumbfounded as to how he still had an erection. Marron seemed to sense Carrot's confusion.

 

"That was also what you wished, was it not? You wish to fuck me, do you not? And so... because it is what you wish, because it is what I can grant for you... then... it's possible."

 

"A-ah... so, you mean, we can..."

 

"Yes. If you want to."

 

Carrot nodded rapidly, "O-of course I want to!"

 

Marron was already pulling himself back onto Carrot's body, the position he'd been in before he'd taken to the oral sex. Once more Carrot felt the hot warmth against his cock, felt the desire inside him flare... Marron wanted him to, didn't he? Marron was willing... he felt Marron's hand around his erection, guiding it a little deeper, Marron's hand was wet and the place he was guided to was also... a moment of careful positioning, then Marron removed his hand and held it to Carrot, "If you wish to fuck me, then... now, you can..."

 

The heat was clouding Carrot's mind; even Marron's mouth hadn't felt like that... his erection felt like it was wrapped in something soft and warm, and it pressed against something just a little harder... but it was his position to go further, and how might that feel... it all felt wonderful as it was, but the thought that Marron might hold something tighter and hotter in his body... just the thought was enough to make Carrot shudder.

 

Absently, Carrot held Marron's wrist and licked his hand clean, as he thought Marron might want. The taste wasn't unpleasant, sweet and sour and tangy all at once. He looked up at Marron as he did so, he was being watched by warm eyes that appreciated his actions... Carrot just smirked, "I hope I tasted as good as you..."

 

Marron brought his hand to his own mouth to finish, "You taste even better, niisan."

 

The arousal was pounding in Carrot's mind, and he realised his position once more; all he had to do was move forth, and he would be inside Marron... as warm and cloying as his position felt at that moment, surely it'd feel even moreso after that movement... he looked up at Marron, asking for consent. Marron shifting again was all the consent Carrot felt he needed - he ran his hands from Marron's stomach to his hips, fingers pressing against Marron's shapely behind, grabbing a little more tightly... then, as he pulled Marron down, he thrust up. Both cried out at that sudden feeling - Carrot, suddenly being inside Marron... and Marron himself, feeling so full...

 

They froze in that position for a moment or two, the forest seeming silent around them. Not even the wind blew in the trees, the lake behind them didn't even make a sound... Marron's low moan was the first sound. His hands were holding Carrot's shoulders tightly, his eyes were closed also.

 

"Ohhh... nii... niisan..."

 

He seemed to want to say something, but was rendered incapable... Carrot nodded, understanding Marron's predicament.

 

"I... I know, Marron... it... it's hot..."

 

Marron pulled away from where he'd been hugged to Carrot's chest, moving his hips in experimentation. Carrot felt the movement so deeply, he felt muscles on the inside clench almost without realising... whenever Marron moved back a little, he'd squeeze, and make Carrot cry out...

 

Perhaps if Marron had continued that, then Carrot might have come of his own accord, but Carrot felt that he should move also; taking hold of Marron's hips again, he thrust up to meet Marron's movements; Marron smiled breathlessly down at Carrot, "You're surprisingly gentle, niisan..."

 

The warmth was enough to cook Carrot's mind, but he remembered past wishes and promises to fuck Marron so hard... that smile, that comment... to Carrot's clouded mind, it was almost as if Marron was making fun of him for being like that...!

 

With a feeling of inexplicable annoyance, Carrot jerked upwards, a sudden harder thrust, feeling himself slide more deeply within. Marron called out sharply, not expecting that, having felt Carrot hit something within him, just for that moment... he looked down at Carrot, "Nii... san?"

 

"I... I won't be gentle... not if you don't want me to be..."

 

"Do what you will to me... niisan..."

 

"Fine..."

 

Carrot delivered more of those stabbing thrusts, continually sliding deeper as he went. He reached for Marron's breasts, those breasts that had called for his attention so much in the past... every time he subjected Marron to one of those thrusts, his breasts would shake alongside it... Carrot watched in fascination, repeating the pattern. He'd jerk upward, holding himself inside Marron for a second, watching his reaction... he'd fall down again, again just for a second, then repeat it over... even with the breasts in his hand he could feel their jump, so Carrot wondered what it'd be like if, perhaps...

 

Letting out grunts and cries that turned into growls, Carrot dug his fingers against Marron's hips as he dispensed with the pauses between each movement; pulling Marron down as hard as he could, he moved so hard as to push himself from the ground each time, each short, rapid time. It wasn't against the table in the inn, but this was more like it... fucking Marron as he'd so requested... Carrot could sense the vague indents and ripples against his cock, feeling Marron squeeze perhaps without realising on every movement. This was good. Marron felt so soft and smooth on the inside, and Marron's arousal twinned with Carrot's harsh movements was enough for each movement to make sounds which were enough to make Marron blush...

 

Carrot didn't let go of Marron's hips, determined to take his brother as much as he wanted, determined not to be made fun of again; being gentle... that smug smile... he'd make Marron scream his name, render him to utter incoherency... Marron's cries grew louder, one hand clawed at Carrot's shoulder, the other reaching between his body and his brother's body to touch himself.

 

Carrot saw this, speaking harshly, realising he had an opportunity to get back at Marron somewhat for his previous actions.

 

"What... HAHN... NNGH... what's... what's that...? This... unnNNN... isn't... good... HAHN-AH... enough...? For... for yo-UUHH... you?"

 

Marron's breathing was harried and quick, each inward suck of air accompanied by a gasping cry.

 

"Nnn.. nn AH... nn... hh... nii... NII... niisan... NIISAN!!... Wha... what... OH...ahnnn-!"

 

Wishing to act quickly, Carrot pulled out of Marron, and pushed him to the grassy floor. Marron looked up in aroused confusion, wanting to know what Carrot was doing, wanting to know when he'd feel his brother's cock so deeply within him once more... Carrot pushed and held Marron's legs apart, quickly gauging where he'd been before... he was caught for the moment by the sight of something he'd never seen in such detail before, then figured that the feelings that came from being inside it were more important than what it looked like.

 

Though it was attractive in it's own way, all glistening and shining under the sunlight... the natural lubrication that made it shine liberally covered Carrot's cock, and it was cooling from the feeling of not being there... he pressed his finger against the opening... he'd been in there? It almost seemed too small, but he couldn't fight what he knew, and positioned himself once more, holding Marron's legs bent over his shoulders as he slid inside once more.

 

Carrot pushed Marron's legs down, and hunched himself over his brother's form as he continued the brutal thrusts. It was easier from this angle, he could hold himself against Marron as much as he needed to, and gravity was in his favour. He felt Marron's legs wrap around his hips, pulling him deeper with each movement... and the breasts, they were close by once more. Rubbing the nipple of one roughly, Carrot bit and suckled at the other one, squeezing the breast it belonged to. Marron held himself tightly against Carrot... it all felt so brazenly wonderful... he cried Carrot's name continually, and Carrot called Marron's name... neither cared who heard them, if there was even anybody to hear. The town seemed so far away.

 

Marron's eyes flickered to a close as Carrot pounded into him, numbly feeling Carrot press against and rub against various parts of his inner anatomy, enough to make him moan and cry and squeal. He wrapped his arms over his brother's back, moving a little lower, trying to pull Carrot deeper, deeper...

 

"Ohhh... ohh, NIISAN... deeper... please... hard... harder... faster... faster, I... I want to feel it... I... I want you to come... feel you inside me... feel your hot come... so deep... AHNNN..."

 

Biting against Marron's upper chest and neck, Carrot nodded distractedly.

 

"Yeah... I'll fill you, little brother... you're gonna make me come... you, you're gonna make me come...! Oh-... OH... Marron... MARRON!!"

 

It seemed that Carrot couldn't hold himself back anymore; the talking and the thrusting and the hotness and the wetness all played against Carrot's mind, and he shoved himself as deep as he could manage against Marron, leaving deep marks against Marron's skin as he released his seed as deep as Marron had requested.

 

He shuddered as he pulled away, "Oh... oh god... Marron..."

 

The forest floor beneath them was becoming quite damp, by this point. Marron wagged a finger at Carrot, "Niisan, my naughty niisan... you didn't bring me to my climax yet..."

 

"Ma-Marron..."

 

Marron rolled over onto his stomach, propped up adequately by his breasts, "For your punishment, I order you to fuck me, niisan... this time, we'll come together..."

 

His cock still hard and shining, Carrot decided not to question things, not knowing if that was an order or a request... but he wanted to see Marron's climax, almost desperately so. He'd already come twice, and Marron hadn't at all, not just yet... that hardly seemed fair. Holding Marron's thighs apart, he entered Marron once more, the tight muscles clenching against him almost seeming to welcome him once more. This was the place he belonged, he was sure.

 

The intensity of the repeated stimulation was enough for Carrot to turn into an animal; Marron kept the two of them held up, leaning against the ground with his hands, clenching against the greenery with clawing fingers... Carrot grasped his breasts, holding them all too tightly, addicted to the way they swung back and forth with each driving thrust.

 

Their movement was frenzied enough for Carrot's thrusts to be accompanied by wet slapping sounds whenever his body impacted against Marron's body. Both of them heard the sounds, Marron blushing deeply, feeling deep uncontrollable embarrassment through his arousal. But he couldn't stop Carrot's passion... in such a position, it was all he could do to let Carrot unleash his feelings, physical and mental, upon his willing body... Marron cried out, almost screaming, he was so close... so... so incredibly close...

 

Carrot's body felt like it could melt; all he could concentrate on was his brother below him, soft and inviting, moaning and screaming and pleading for his own release... the release that only Carrot could give him... the power was a heady thing to experience, and he was suddenly so bestial...! He clawed against Marron's breasts, against his skin, needing some kind of handhold to secure his place... there was little friction between them anymore, just the addicting constant in-out in-out of his cock against Marron, Marron so aroused and so taken that their mixed fluids flowed near-freely down Marron's inner thighs.

 

Growling against Marron's neck, Carrot wished so much that he'd come already... he wanted to see his brother so lost in climax, he wanted to feel what those rippling inner muscles would feel like as they were pushed to their limit, he wanted to claim Marron for his own and leave his mark all over and inside his brother's body... he bit and nipped at Marron's neck, making sure it was dappled with the purple bruises he felt represented his desire. The way the blood flowed to where he sucked, the indents of where his teeth had been... and he couldn't stop his pelvic thrusts, fitting so comfortably within his brother, making him cry loudly each time.

 

Marron seemed to curl up within himself as the feelings reached their peak and he finally did reach his climax. Holding Carrot's arms tightly and screaming as he was pushed again and again against the forest floor, the feelings that had held him in thrall finally floored him, and his entire body fell victim to the waves of sensation that threatened to destroy his very being; he couldn't move even to hold himself up, he felt so suddenly numb, his entire body seeming to twitch and tingle and shudder. And Carrot continued to pound, hard and fast... as he came, Marron screamed Carrot's title, holding tightly on to Carrot from the inside, persuading Carrot's cock to give forth it's hot come once more.

 

"Nii... NIISANNNNN!!! OH, GOD!!! AGHNNNNN-AAAAAHHH!!!"

 

Carrot's cries were drowned by Marron's own, but that wasn't to say his own cries were not loud, just that Marron's were louder. A lot louder. He pushed himself the deepest he could manage, feeling overpowered as he shot his semen into Marron's warm confines, deep and claiming. Marron was his. His, and his alone. His fingers and teeth and mouth had marked Marron's skin, and likely his body wouldn't forget that brutal union for quite some time. Their minds suddenly dizzy and their thoughts incoherent, eventually, it ended.

 

They both fell forward, Carrot still inside Marron, unable to do anything but rest there, panting, sweat-slicked and satiated. The moss underneath Marron was quite mauled, grass ripped to the side, and a little soil showing where the small plants had been uprooted. Carrot had fallen onto Marron's back, staring through tears of exertion at the small rock a little way away. Not an interesting rock, but Carrot couldn't bring himself to look at anything else.

 

Marron himself was staring through eyes that didn't see at the tree beyond; given his mental state, if anybody asked him, it was highly unlikely that Marron could even use the word 'tree' to identify what he saw; perhaps, for that moment, he wouldn't even have recognized his own name had he seen it written in front of him. In the aftermath of his orgasm, his mind was absolutely fried.

 

"... Ma... Marron..."

 

Carrot could only speak Marron's name, tired though he suddenly felt. Seemed that now Marron was out for the count, he was also... hadn't that been intense? Would it have been as intense with anybody else? Carrot wasn't sure, but for as long as Marron was willing to oblige him such things, Carrot wanted to experience them. As long as Marron saw himself as Carrot's subordinate slave, Carrot was willing to take him up on that. As long as Marron had the female genitalia, Carrot wanted to touch them and feel them and make them react.

 

Still unseeing, Marron spoke quietly.

 

"Nii... san...?"

 

He sounded... almost lost, suddenly. Alone. Carrot reached tiredly for Marron's hand, squeezing it.

 

"I'm... I'm here, Marron. I'm here."

 

"Nii... san..."

 

Marron's tone spoke what his words couldn't; he sounded tired, but so warm there... and after that, Carrot supposed that they must have fallen asleep like that, because he couldn't remember anything from after that. And he wouldn't remember anything at all from his dream, it would be a dream that would have been seen as a nightmare had he ever remembered it... but he didn't. So, while it lasted, it was quite a happy dream, really. In a twisted sort of way.

 

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Anybody else, it might have been quite scary. Had Marron been sharing a room with Gateau, he would have woken him up with a bucket of cold water dumped unceremoniously on his head. Had it been either of the Misu sisters, Marron would have taken a nice refreshing walk (despite it being so early in the morning - it was safely past midnight, by any rate) until their dreaming libido was satiated.

 

As it was, more than being scary, it was enough to make Marron himself feel aroused, much as he was growing to resent the feeling. Carrot often had nightmares, nightmares of Sacher Torte where he'd wake up screaming, calling for the others, crying about how he'd had a scary dream where everybody had died again or something... no, but this obviously wasn't that kind of dream. No. Definitely not.

 

Both had been asleep; Marron had, for whatever reason, found it difficult to remain asleep, and so had lain in his bed for a little while, wishing for slumber to return to him once more. He'd been out and about, taking a little wander up and down the corridor outside, thinking that maybe the fresher air would persuade him to sleep. He returned to his and Carrot's bedroom, he went to the bathroom, he had a drink, he came back again. He felt that he'd probably drifted back to sleep for a short while, but that state of mind seemed difficult to remain in...

 

And then, of course, there was all that Carrot was doing. It'd started off a while ago, just a few moans and grunts in his sleep. Marron had passed that all off as nothing - everyone made some noises in their sleep at some point, he presumed that even he would make noises if someone prodded him while he slept.

 

It was just... the noises didn't stop. A few moans here and there, alright, Marron could understand that, but then they continued and multiplied...

 

Marron wondered if, perhaps, he should try waking Carrot up. Maybe he was having a nightmare? An awfully strange sort of nightmare, but it was still possible... Marron had stood by Carrot's bed for at least ten minutes in the hope of reaching out and shaking his shoulder and calmly guiding him back to a wakeful state... he couldn't bring himself to do that, though.

 

Carrot's dream wasn't a nightmare. Just by staring at Carrot, Marron could tell that. A nightmare didn't involve those sorts of moans and cries, or Carrot's brow being streaked by sweat in quite that fashion... a nervous finger pressed to Carrot's forehead told Marron that his brother was indeed burning up, but he wasn't ill... no... the way he was moving... Carrot's dream was an erotic one.

 

Marron still wondered if he should wake his brother up. He was loud and he was, honestly, disturbing Marron's sleep. Marron had been finding it difficult to sleep before, but it'd be so much harder with Carrot carrying on like that...!

 

Arousal triggered arousal, though. Part of Marron wanted to wake Carrot up and tell him to shut the hell up and let some other people get some sleep for once (though perhaps not entirely in those words), but the other, more commandeering part, just wanted to watch Carrot. And as arousal overtook Marron's mind, rendering him light-headed, that seemed like a perfectly good way to spend the night.

 

Carrot was underneath his sheets, and seemed to be aiming his thrusts to the air. He kept mumbling something about breasts, but that was the only word that Marron could really make out... occasionally a hand would wave in the air, as if grabbing for something, but then it'd fall down again. Sexual feelings aside, Carrot was quite amusing to watch, while he slept.

 

Sitting on the edge of his own bed, Marron watched as Carrot flipped over onto his stomach, and aimed his passions towards the mattress instead. Marron watched with painful fascination... Carrot moved so quickly in his sleep, and so violently... he almost pitied the dream-being who was the recipitator of Carrot's passions, anybody who felt that would be waking up sore in the morning.

 

But then there was the dream... the hopeless, futile dream, that perhaps... that perhaps the person that Carrot would act like that with... that it would be Marron...

 

And that was where the 'painful' part of the painful fascination came in.

 

It was enough to watch Carrot like that; moreso, it turned Marron on like nothing else to see Carrot like that; but he couldn't help but feel a slight emptiness... he knew that those feelings could never be for him, he knew that Carrot was probably dreaming of some girl they'd met briefly recently or perhaps even not recently... it was always the women, it was always the people who otherwise meant nothing to him... if it wasn't for their sex appeal, then it was doubtless that Carrot wouldn't think of them at all, he'd never remember them!

 

Why couldn't he think of somebody else? Somebody closer... somebody who would be so willing to do the things that Carrot dreamt about, if Carrot would only ask...

 

Still, with a sad smile, Marron realised that that could never be. He could try to do the things Carrot wanted as much as was possible, but the fact still remained, he was male... the people Carrot dreamt about, the things he dreamt about, the things he wanted done to him... the things he wanted to do... they were all about and for, women... weren't they?

 

Marron idly fancied the thought of what might happen if he himself became inexplicably female. Such a thing would never happen, but the thought was a nice one, even if just to think that he could truly be what Carrot wished him to be, in that circumstance.

 

For the time being, he could only watch. Watch and yearn for things that could never be...

 

Watching, the thought of Gateau occurred.

 

Gateau would happily do such things with Marron. Gateau wanted to do such things with Marron...! But despite all of that... despite the fact that their relationship was now more or less common knowledge around Eden, however much Marron disliked that idea... he still couldn't bring himself to do things with Gateau. It was a painful situation that had no resolution, but Marron's stubborn streak still told him that he just couldn't do things with Gateau.

 

Not all things.

 

There were things he didn't mind; he didn't mind practicing oral sex on Gateau - surely it'd pay him in the future to be experienced with such things, so he'd know the different ways to pleasure his brother... even if Gateau and Carrot were two different people, it still paid, perhaps, to have some experience.

 

The brooding realization happened across Marron's mind, as he watched Carrot, still entranced.

 

Everything was still judged by 'when'... there'd be a time when Marron got with Carrot... there'd be a time when Marron could do such things... all those times, Marron's mind automatically presumed were in the future - for they were, were they not?

 

It was a darker feeling to realise that... perhaps... no, they might not be. In his quieter moments, Marron wondered if it'd just be best to accept that he was with Gateau now, he was in a stable relationship, and should forget any silly thoughts about laying claim to his brother's body. Or his brother's body laying claim to him. Whichever.

 

By anybody's reasoning, Marron knew he was being selfish. He had somebody. He had them, he had someone who loved him entirely, who was so gentle and kind and willing to do anything to make him happy... had circumstance been different, Marron might have revelled in such a relationship. How fun! Somebody who'd be needlessly romantic, someone who'd protect him absolutely, somebody he could be himself with, somebody who would be his, and somebody who he could belong to... wouldn't it be fun to indulge in that relationship, flaunt it needlessly, wander around Facade happily proclaiming his love?

 

Perhaps.

 

That didn't deter the fact that Gateau just didn't figure in his thoughts. Gateau was a companion, a comrade, someone who had more than a casual interest in Marron, someone Marron was letting indulge in their own happiness... it almost angered Marron; Gateau loved Marron, and, as far as he knew, he had Marron. He couldn't know that Marron's heart was taken by another, but... it was true, so true... and Marron himself could never hope to have such a person... his future seemed so clouded by that...

 

And Gateau had guessed.

 

Without even realising it, Gateau had guessed Marron's feelings.

 

Marron's dreams centred around a figure with a slender (some might have said 'scrawny', but Marron felt that such a description didn't quite befit his thoughts) body, short spiky hair that was surprisingly soft to touch... deep brown eyes that could shine with such happiness, or open wide with such curious feeling, deep and inviting...

 

Marron threw himself against his pillows. It wasn't fair, none of it was. Part of him wanted to be able to confess everything to Carrot - his thoughts, his dreams, his feelings... even if Carrot didn't return those feelings, then at least he'd know about them... it seemed such a lonely burden to carry. There was nobody else to tell of the situation, Carrot was possibly the best contender... even though it'd break Marron's spirit for him knowing, if he at least knew...

 

Part of him wanted to return Gateau's feelings. If he did so, things could be quite easy, couldn't they? Gateau didn't have any deep problems such as 'I'm obsessed with my brother' or anything, did he? He was an easygoing sort of person, and doing the nice things in life with Gateau by his side... that wasn't an unpleasant thought.

 

But the fact of the matter was... Marron just didn't love Gateau like that. He was fond of the man, certainly, and he was willing to hold him in the something-more-than-friends limbo for as long as Gateau was willing, but... then there was also that...

 

How much was Gateau willing to accept?

 

It hadn't been a long time, but Marron was already aware that, really, he wasn't treating Gateau well at all. There were kisses and caresses that were fine, and going to the town together was a nice thing to do, but when it came to the deeper things...

 

Gateau was willing to wait until Marron was ready before they did anything. He accepted that Marron was still quite young, and wanted to wait for such things. Fine. That was good.

 

However, if he knew that Marron wasn't especially willing to ever do things with Gateau... how might Gateau react then? Carrot aside, Marron had a nasty feeling that Gateau would somehow end up finding about Marron's feelings for his brother. If things did happen to get nasty, and a breakup of some kind was imminent, then Marron felt that he should at least give an excuse for his behaviour... even if it was one that Gateau wasn't comfortable with...

 

Carrot was still panting and gasping in whatever dream it was he was having. Marron felt the irrational urge to throw a pillow at his brother, make him shut up for five minutes to let Marron sleep. It wasn't good to stay awake if staying awake meant having all these pointless thoughts... musing so deeply on everything was only depressing, after all.

 

Trying to reach some point where he could allow himself to sleep, Marron decided to summarize his thoughts; sort them into the simple facts that couldn't be denied.

 

He loved his brother. He loved him more than he should love a brother.

 

Such feelings could never be returned; it was like being in love with a popular social figure, or a deity; the person was close by and could be spoken to and accessed, but deeper feelings... those were impossible.

 

The fact that such things were impossible didn't make them go away.

 

He was a selfish person.

 

Gateau loved him.

 

He didn't love Gateau.

 

He loved Carrot.

 

Carrot loved him, but not in the right way...

 

He was selfish, and he was stubborn.

 

This would ultimately end up hurting so many people. Gateau would undoubtedly be hurt at knowing that he wasn't the person that Marron loved, and that Marron felt he couldn't love Gateau. Carrot would be shocked and disgusted that Marron would hold such thoughts within him. Marron would lose Gateau's love and friendship and respect, and likely the same from Carrot - that'd serve him right for abusing the bonds of brotherly love in such a way.

 

Any way Marron looked, he felt he was faced with a dead end. The easiest thing to do, and the best thing for everyone all around, would be to just accept Gateau's love, flaunt that all over the place, and forget his feelings for his brother, as much as was possible.

 

But then he knew it'd break him so terribly to watch his brother go off, and perhaps get with somebody else... even if it was Chocolat or Tira, that... that still didn't matter...! They couldn't love Carrot as much as Marron did, they just didn't deserve him...!

 

And in the meantime... what had he himself been doing? Going off with somebody else?

 

What did Carrot think about that... the events of the morning aside, Carrot really didn't seem to mind that Marron was with Gateau, not now they'd got all that sorted out... wasn't that pushing them irreparably apart? Carrot would accept 'oh, Marron's in a relationship'... Marron wanted to shake his head and tell Carrot it wasn't like that! He was in a relationship with Gateau, but he'd give it all up in an instant if it meant that Carrot would accept him...!

 

The things Marron might do with Gateau... might Carrot accept him after such things? Carrot was a virgin, but... if Marron wasn't... would Carrot shun him for that?

 

And if Carrot got the first opportunity to sleep with a girl, Marron knew Carrot would. Never mind all that 'only sleep with somebody you love' stuff Carrot had been spouting; it was one rule for the younger brother and another for the elder, it'd seem.

 

Carrot was still subjecting the bed to his sleeping passion. Marron glanced over at him, feeling irritated. Did he have to act in such an unknowingly tempting way like that? Why couldn't he just come already, get it over with?

 

... Because he could still come...

 

Still staring at Carrot, Marron felt irrational urge after irrational urge rise and fall within him. He wanted Carrot to know how he felt, he wanted to be able to confess his feelings without worry, he wanted to know if his brother's touch really would bring him to orgasm, or if the problem was deeper-seated than that... he wondered if, as much as he'd studied against his arousal, if he studied for his arousal... maybe that would work?

 

There were spells for clearing the mind and repressing baser thoughts, in order to clear the mind for the magic processes that would travel through it. Marron didn't know of any spells for the opposite, spells that would preoccupy and persuade...

 

Marron wanted to go over to Carrot's bed, slip in underneath him, and at least partly feel his brother's passion... he'd hold Carrot tightly, and maybe kiss him, reply to his passion... and if Carrot woke up, then he'd just say that he thought Carrot had been having a nightmare, and had gone forth to hold him... but it was so hard to lie to Carrot, Carrot would likely pick up on that right away, and then what? 'I wanted to sneak into your bed so I could feel your orgasmic body atop of mine'? Marron didn't know how Carrot might react to that.

 

After a while, Carrot's cries grew louder, and then were silent. His breathing was loud in the silence of the bedroom, and then even that died down to Carrot's usual soft sleeping sighs.

 

The room seemed altogether too quiet, after that. But, Marron thought, that had been what he'd wished for. For Carrot to quieten down, so he could sleep... he'd been kept awake, but... now was really the time to sleep, he supposed. No matter what happened during the night, the day was still a new day, and things would still happen during it that would require Marron to have slept beforehand...

 

It would be easier, Marron supposed, to just take everything a day at a time.

 

Gateau's feelings, Carrot's feelings, his own feelings...

 

Yes. Just one day at a time.