the definition of love
the definition of love
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Title: The Definition of Love
Pairings: attempted OCx2,
1x2, 3+4, unrequited R+1.
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Angst, violence,
OOC, AU, yaoi, lemon, incest, attempted NCS.
Notes: WARNING! This entire
you, too bad, I don’t care. Just don’t read it. Yes, I’m
going to hell, how dare I, blah blah
blah.
Summary:
early age, Heero finds himself looking at his younger
brother in ways other boys don’t. This causes great problems for him,
especially when he learns what ‘lust’ is. But… what if Duo were to find out?
Prologue
Heero, nine years old, slowly
crept into his little brother’s room, not bothering to close the door behind
him. He stealthily slid over to the bed and stared down at the slumbering boy.
The bedside table clock read 3:30am. Duo’s face was peaceful in sleep, unaware
of his visitor. Heero gazed down upon him, over come
with an alien feeling. He wanted to touch his little brother
wrong, knew was a sin. Even if Duo were a girl, he would go to hell for it.
But, as he gently caressed the smaller boy’s cheek, he realized that he did not
care. He kneeled down so that he could be face to face with him and, oddly, he
wished that his little brother’s eyes were open so he could see the pretty
violets that often seemed to glow in the dark. His heart hammered in his chest
as he leaned closer, hesitating only slightly, and pressed his lips against the
sleeping boy’s. His young nerves nearly exploded from the pleasure of feeling
Duo’s mouth against his. He reached and gently entwined his hand through his
light, chestnut hair. His heart sped up as Duo’s light moan vibrated against
his lips and tongue. His other hand traveled lethargically, taking in every
inch of Duo’s body like he was blind. It pressed against him, gently, yet
firmly, until it was settled right against the six year olds crotch. Suddenly,
a larger hand grasped the back of his neck and roughly hauled him out of the
room.
The rough hands grabbed at him and slammed him against the
wall.
“What do you think you’re
you?!” Heero drowned out her harsh slaps and yells.
All he could think of was Duo, sleeping peacefully oblivious in his room.
went to hell. He wanted to touch the one
he loved. Even if he was his brother…
End Prologue