CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT IT

a knot arose in the ghastly man's groin as his brother's confession touched softly upon his ear. he wanted nothing more than to lay him down, press their bodies together, and whisper sweet nothings about how he longed for his company. of all the things kapras?us might know about him, this among all he would never confess. it was surely a curse played upon him by dear frejya, for having murdered young freyleif before she bore any children. after all, a brother loving his brother in the way a damsel might love her savior is perhaps the greatest drama of all.

dual colored eyes hid behind black and white as jaeger's face screwed into a look of angst. "yesyesyes, after, kapras?us." the words spilled from his lips before he could catch them, irrational anger spoiling his usual suaveness. he turned away from his kin, gazing off into the horizon at nothing in particular. the suspense, ohhh the suspense. and then the truth. the pretentious man felt like tearing from his skin, letting his guts splay out onto the ground like paint on an empty canvas. in time, perhaps they would. cautiously, finely sculpted maw drew back to look over his shoulder. funny, how he felt an uneasiness. never had he felt it before, except now when he was less than sure of his dear brother's acceptance of his macabre habits.

relief chilled through his abstemious veins, a buzz that could only be described as ecstasy fuzzing his mind. a wicked grin cracked across his face, one that looked like it might possibly hurt. and then he was spinning on his heels, turning to rush toward his dear kapras?us.