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butfortheirvirtue[It's been a week or so since IV put on the bracelet.
Within the hour, he had complained of feeling tender and sore. By the next morning, he had tendrils growing from his back.
He's been kept in isolation, for the time being, at their father's insistence -- none of them have yet figured out what caused his brother's transformation, and it was agreed that it was probably best to keep physical exposure to a minimum, just in case.
But to find out what caused this, he has to study him more closely.
He enters the room with a tray of food, as usual -- this time, though, he's in his lab coat, wearing a pair of nitrile gloves.]
...how are you feeling?
Within the hour, he had complained of feeling tender and sore. By the next morning, he had tendrils growing from his back.
He's been kept in isolation, for the time being, at their father's insistence -- none of them have yet figured out what caused his brother's transformation, and it was agreed that it was probably best to keep physical exposure to a minimum, just in case.
But to find out what caused this, he has to study him more closely.
He enters the room with a tray of food, as usual -- this time, though, he's in his lab coat, wearing a pair of nitrile gloves.]
...how are you feeling?
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Date: 2013-10-20 04:12 am (UTC)(he looks so good like this, all pliant and docile and swollen up with what IV gave him) ]
Does it feel good...?
[ There's something almost a little insecure-sounding in his tone - it has to have felt good, he has to have done well so that he can be Chris's favorite even if he can't be Tron's - but IV seems... okay enough now, at least, as he strokes at Chris's stomach and croons a little at the feel of the skin stretched tight under his fingers. ]
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Date: 2013-10-20 04:17 am (UTC)[He knows he was struggling, before, but...but why would he ever do that? Why would he ever say no to something like this? It confuses him and when his mind is so foggy and placid he doesn't want to think, doesn't want to disturb it.
He sighs in contentment at the feeling of IV's hand on him, settling a little further into the sheets.]
That's good too...
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Date: 2013-10-20 04:23 am (UTC)Good... I'm glad I made aniki feel good...
[ He sighs contentedly, a couple of tendrils slipping from his back to rub over Chris's stomach.
(he's still half-wondering if someone else will hear, come to look for Chris) ]
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Date: 2013-10-20 04:33 am (UTC)There's a soft knock.]
...Nii-san? Are you okay?
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Date: 2013-10-20 04:35 am (UTC)I'm okay...
You should come in here, otouto...
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Date: 2013-10-20 04:37 am (UTC)You don't sound like yourself, nii-san.
[When was the last time he heard "otouto" from him?
That's too good to be true.]
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Date: 2013-10-20 04:39 am (UTC)[ He sighs contentedly, shifting against Chris. ]
But me and aniki are both fine...
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Date: 2013-10-20 04:41 am (UTC)[He doesn't call nii-sama "aniki" either.
(he's a little jealous)
(he thought it was something special for a second)
He opens the door.]
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Date: 2013-10-20 04:43 am (UTC)[He stares.]
...nii-sama...?
[Caught off-guard, he stumbles a little, wide-eyed.]
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Date: 2013-10-20 04:47 am (UTC)You should come here, otouto, feel it too...
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Date: 2013-10-20 04:53 am (UTC)[He hesitates a little, pulls back against the tendrils nudging him.]
I don't want to grow anything...or get dirty...
And that should hurt. Doesn't it hurt, nii-sama?
[Chris just shakes his head dreamily.]
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Date: 2013-10-20 04:55 am (UTC)Come on, otouto, it'll be good...
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Date: 2013-10-20 05:01 am (UTC)[He squirms a little and digs his heel into the ground, glancing around--and then he looks between IV's legs and notices something strange.]
...
...did nii-san's fall off? Where did it go? I don't want mine to fall off!
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Date: 2013-10-20 05:08 am (UTC)It's not gone... but, ah, look. Aniki's cock is just fine...
[ He strokes his fingers over it to prove his point. ]
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Date: 2013-10-20 05:11 am (UTC)...it's really...
[He seems transfixed by the tendril between IV's legs, and he walks forward to sit on the edge of the bed, staring at it.]
...can I touch it, nii-san...?
[Chris, meanwhile, croons and sighs at the attention to his cock, squirming ever so slightly.]
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Date: 2013-10-20 05:15 am (UTC)Please, otouto...
[ His fingers move from Chris's cock back up to his stomach, and the tendrils that were around Michael's wrists shift to start removing Michael's clothes - manually, this time, rather than with the fluid. ]
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Date: 2013-10-20 05:21 am (UTC)...it's soft...and it's really pretty...
[Without thinking, he licks his lips.]
When did nii-san get it?
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Date: 2013-10-20 05:25 am (UTC)(Michael licks his lips like that and IV wants to put something between them and make him drink) ]
A-ah...
Got it... got it earlier, when... when aniki was drinking...
Nnn, otouto... need to put it in...
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Date: 2013-10-20 05:27 am (UTC)[He moves to shed his pants but discovers that the tendrils have taken them for him.]
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Date: 2013-10-20 05:28 am (UTC)I knew nii-san wanted this. I knew it.
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Date: 2013-10-20 05:31 am (UTC)Yes, yes, need to put it in need to-- need to fill you otouto need-- need it, please...!
[ He can feel that pressure building up again, making him rock his hips up as the tendril squirms toward Michael's ass. ]
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Date: 2013-10-20 05:42 am (UTC)[He lowers his hips, slowly, until he can feel the tip of the tendril squirming against his entrance.]
Nii-san can put it in...I practiced a lot for him...
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Date: 2013-10-20 05:48 am (UTC)[ He pushes the tendril inside in one, head thrown back and breath coming in harsh gasps. ]
Ah... ah, you're so hot inside... they're going to...
[ The base of the tendril starts to swell already, the swell of an egg pushing against Michael's entrance. ]
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Date: 2013-10-20 04:52 pm (UTC)Ah...ah, nii-san...
[He leans over, trembling, and clutches at IV, burying his face in his shoulder.]
It's really big, nii-san...and there's something moving...
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