CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT IT

Slowly his body would curl, until he slithered around and slowly found his back colliding to the earth. In the heat of the moment he had ended up lying on his back, gazing up at his brother with both thrill & curiosity. Kapras?us would never admit it out loud, but he was not feeling as confident as he normally did; he was trusting his brother right now with more than he ought to, but he knew the gods had him in their favor. They always had, and he knew they always would... But how easily his brother could become lost in the heat of the moment and end up slicing the thick vein in his neck. How easily a moment of forbidden lust could turn into something so much more sinister..

And yet he couldn't stop himself. Didn't want to. The rush was worth the slim chance of not just being maimed, but actually dying. The man was entranced, wanted more, needed more. His own manhood grew as his brother's belly pressed firmly against his own, his muscles twitching in anticipation of what would never come. The man readily accepted his invitation, jaws teasing the tender flesh of his neck. The skin would pull; the bite was vaguely painful, but in a strangely arousing way. He was no masochist, but he knew how pleased his brother would be at tasting his blood. It was almost a game. He would give some, but only if Jaeger gave some in return...

"Jaeger, jeg elsker deg," he groaned, the passion almost too much for him to bear. A moan would unwittingly slip from his lips as he remained in his alarmingly submissive position. He wanted more, needed more; they could groan and fumble about, but it would never be as satisfying as he needed...

"We must find a woman to share," he spoke softly and breathlessly, his lyrics interjected by a rather loud groan. "I will make her mine, and you will enjoy her afterwards as you please.. we shall please Lofn, and perhaps she will reward us, ohhh yes...." A gleam had entered his eyes as he watched his brother above. Perhaps someday they could join as one, if only they pleased the gods... Slowly he would twist his neck to the side, craving his brother's reaction to the flesh that would begin to tear ever so slightly.