Blackfeather Woods Always

The slow heartbeat started growing quicker, and after a while of playful gestures, Damien was on the brink of tachycardia. His blood was being pumped through his veins at such a speed and with such warmth that he almost entered in a state of blind , and the soft nudges and bites slowly became rougher pushes and uninhibited kissing.

Cicero had ran down Damien's neck to his shoulder, but before he got any lower, Damien rolled him over, positioning himself on top of him to continue licking and nipping at his face with a blank mind.

Damien had never felt anything like this before. And when he realized what he was doing he stopped, opened his eyes and looked at his brother in shock and breathing heavily. That's when he moved away from his brother. He was confused, and decided it was best to leave it. Without looking again at Cicero, he turned and started walking away.