SOE: THE THIEF (Twins BL) English Version

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No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the writer/publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law. ********************************************************************************************************** "He's already inside, Founder," the member of the 7 Demons whispered, sending a shiver down my spine. "Excellent. Have we taken all necessary precautions?" I asked, my voice steady and composed. "Yes, Founder," came the reply. Satisfied with the response, I made my way into the building that housed my brother's condo. Each step I took was purposeful, guided by an innate familiarity with the surroundings. In less than ten minutes, I found myself standing in front of the door to the unit I had been eagerly anticipating entering. Taking a moment to calm the turmoil in my stomach, I steeled myself before finally stepping inside. For weeks, I had watched my brother's lover from a distance, yearning to be near him, to possess him in ways that only my twisted mind could fathom. Now, the time had come to uncover the truth behind my brother's infatuation, a truth that had consumed him to the point of forsaking his own reputation as a lawyer. With the keycard provided by my staff, I unlocked the door with deliberate slowness, despite knowing that the occupants were fast asleep at this late hour. Making my way towards the room, I found him there, peacefully lost in dreams. The sound of his gentle snores filled the air as I approached the edge of the bed… I sat in silence, my gaze immediately drawn to the slumbering figure before me. His complexion was smooth and fair, his nose sharp, and his lips thin and crimson. I knew that behind his closed eyelids lay a deep, captivating chocolate hue that could drive anyone who dared to look into them to madness. A smile tugged at my lips as I noticed the slight beard adorning his heart-shaped face. Handsome? That word felt inadequate to describe the being in front of me. My eyes trailed down to his chest, rising and falling gently. Compared to my own chiseled physique, his body seemed smaller. A sudden pang in my chest made me gasp, my heart racing, my skin tingling, and a strange sensation stirring between my thighs. Did my brother experience this every time he laid eyes on this man? It felt like some unseen force was taking hold of me, altering my very blood flow. I felt an overwhelming urge to touch and embrace my brother's lover, to shower him with kisses and caresses from head to toe. But I resisted. Confusion clouded my mind. Why couldn't I remember my original plan? I had intended to harm, even kill, my brother's lover, to exact revenge by exposing their intimate moments. But now, my desires seemed to have shifted. As I gazed intently at the rhythmic rise and fall of his chest, a strange force overcame me, causing my original intentions to fade into the background. In this moment, all I could sense was the fiery desire coursing through my veins, urging me to claim him as my own. I yearned to consume him, to explore every inch of his body, and to leave my mark upon him. The urgency to make love to this young man overwhelmed me, as if tomorrow would never come. The weight of my body caused the bed to sink beneath us as I positioned myself above him. Without hesitation, I pressed my lips against his, savoring the taste of his mouth. A low moan escaped my lips as I indulged in the sweetness that lingered there. The intensity of the kiss intensified, driven by the primal instincts that guided my every move. "H-hmm... S-san-dro?" He finally woke up and called my brother's name. "Hi, love," I answered as my lips traveled around his neck and ears. "W-wait..." He pulled his body away because of the tickle he felt because of my kisses. "I thought your flight to Canada was at ten o'clock? W-what are you doing… ummph!" He moaned loudly when I bit his nipple outside his pajama top. Damn! My lips, hands, and body seem to have a mind of their own. They are moving spontaneously over the body of the man under me. I also found my hips dryhumping the boy. "S-san-san-droo... wait!" I ignored his protests as the buttons on his pajama top popped off from my forceful actions. Without giving him a chance to speak, I planted a kiss on his lips and explored his body with my hands, feeling every inch of him. As I reached his pulsating flesh, he let out a loud moan, encouraging me to continue. His body reacted to my touch as I handled his shaft, not holding back. Stepping back, I removed his pajama bottom, revealing his nakedness. The sight of him made me crave to taste him, so I didn't hesitate to take him in my mouth. "Sandro! Sandro!" he called out, mistaking me for my brother. I wanted to correct him, but I stayed silent, focusing on giving him pleasure. His grip on my hair tightened, showing his enjoyment of my actions. His body convulsed as I intensified the motion of my mouth. As he exhaled sharply, I released my grip and allowed my hand to take over. Moments later, my hand was slick with his warm, thick fluid. I straddled my lover's trembling form, his legs wrapped around me. "Sh-shouldn't we use lubricant?" he mumbled as I planted wet kisses on his neck. "No. From now on, we won't need it," I whispered, nipping at his jaw. One hand moved to my arousal, guiding it towards his waiting entrance. "S-San--DROOO!" he cried out as I thrust forcefully, hitting his prostate. He couldn't stop moaning, the sound escaping his lips in a continuous stream of pleasure and pain. I relished in the mixture of emotions I was able to evoke in him. Lifting his legs even higher, I delved deeper into him, savoring every moment of our intense connection. "YES--UGH! UGH!--MORE!!!" With a few final powerful thrusts, I released his legs, pulling him close for a passionate embrace and a fierce kiss. As I felt him being filled with my warmth, I sensed his body shudder beneath me, his own release mingling with mine. Breathless, we collapsed together, holding each other close in the aftermath. “Why are you acting so untamed right now? It stings and is rather painful," he murmured, grumbling, but I silenced him with a passionate kiss. "Didn't you enjoy it?" I playfully nibbled on his neck, causing him to chuckle despite the discomfort. "Well... Sandro!" He exclaimed as I gently guided him onto his back, positioning him on the bed. I lifted his slender waist and, without hesitation, entered him for the second time. Each time our bodies connected, he moaned and squirmed in pleasure. Now I understand why my brother is so infatuated with this guy. Vin Tarrega is undeniably captivating. And I found myself captivated by him too... just like my brother.