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Spiel Mit Mir	By : lisathecat Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Rammstein Views: 1402 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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6. Midnight
Can’t sleep. The branches of the trees outside my bedroom window are projecting fantastic dark shapes on the walls. It’s like a perpetual motion picture I can’t stop following, in spite of this unnamed fear now breathing in my chest.
I’m going to the window.
The wind animates the trees in the park and they lose their individuality and become together this huge living organism, restless and menacing, trying to pull itself from the roots and walk all over everything we have built. Maybe it would be best. Maybe it would be easier.
Paul has left today. But he will be back. Like I told Richard.
“But why?”
“Richard, Paul is my… I don’t know how to put it. He’s my balance. I need him in order to get a grip on myself again.”
“How sweet! He sounds like such a swell guy!”
“Don’t be like this. Try to understand me…”
But he left, looking hurt.
My heart is so heavy. I didn’t have the courage to tell him why…
It’s not about Paul and me. It’s all about you, Richard…
The window is closed now. I stop caring about the dry storm outside. Inside… it’s calm. The clock is ticking. I find this oddly reassuring. Knowing that time can be so easily divided into measurable and manageable quantities. Rhythm. Like your music. My own pulse.
I love you too much Richard… And now the mere thought of the hurt in your eyes is cutting through me, revealing the bloody entrails of my mixed-up soul. It was too fast, too soon, too much…
It’s cold in here. Or maybe the cold resides within myself. I pull a sheet over myself seeking comfort. It’s cool and its sensuous touch gives me goose bumps.
My body is aching for you again, Richard. I let the sheets caress me but I’m thinking of the silk of your skin…
My heart is so heavy, it’s hard to breathe. I should just stop having this imaginary conversation with Richard! I’m going insane!
The door opens. I don’t move a muscle. Richard is here. I hear his bathrobe fall. He’s here to seduce me.
“Christoph…”
I don’t answer. He comes to the bed and slides under the sheet, near me. His head comes to rest on my chest. He rubs his face on me just like a cat. I pull him on top of me. His naked body on top of my naked body. My skin burns. All my senses are aflame.
I love you, little brother. And my body wants you like mad.
My arms embrace him and hold him so tight I’m probably hurting him. His mouth searches blindly for mine. His kiss tastes like cigarettes and toothpaste and sweet poison. All I can feel is this fever taking over my body making every pore sweat slick liquid desire for Richard. This delirium making me cling to him so forcefully that I can feel my nails digging into the perfect skin of his back. His mouth fuels my hunger.
I’m hard for him. So hard it hurts.
Richard unlocks himself from my embrace. He straddles my hips. His hand is stroking my cock and smearing my own precum on my belly. He leans in to kiss my jaw bone, lick at my neck and suckle on my nipples. He feels so good on me, it’s almost unbearable. My heart cringes with the fear that I would lose this. But I can only moan with pleasure.
“I love you, Christoph” he whispers. So quietly, the words are dissolving into the electrical atmosphere in the room almost before they reach my ears. He nuzzles my belly leisurely getting his face smeared. My abdominal muscles are convulsing. I’m pulling him up to kiss him clean again. He allows the kisses and gets himself ready.
Richard’s moves are a bit shaky but quick. Like he’s contaminated with my own fever, from the mere contact of our naked flesh. My arms reach out automatically for his thighs and caress that sweet skin. He lowers himself carefully and…
Rhythm. One heartbeat. He leans over and we share the same breath too. One love.
I’m conjuring Time to STOP!
“Christoph...”
He cums and I follow. He rests on top of me, not caring about the sticky mess. His chest is heaving with his sweet breath. My hands reach for his adored face. Caressing. Making sure that he’s real.
“Richard…” my heart bursts.
He’s caressing my hair. He looks into my eyes. He's so beautiful - he takes my breath away.
I see his unasked question. I’m kissing him. I could spend days doing nothing else but finding new ways to kiss him. But I know I shouldn’t.
Because I love you too much, Richard.
“I love you, little brother…”
And I know that you understand.
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