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Ever since the fateful night Lyney confessed to Freminet, the boy had grown completely entranced by the older. They'd been engaging in a secret romantic relationship, and the normally reserved Freminet had only grown more clingy as a result.
Those days leading up to a big performance were especially unbearable. Lyney would lock himself away in his room and practice his magic tricks, making sure every last detail was ironed out and perfect. Freminet just listened through the wall as his perfectionist brother mumbled and rustled around. He found comfort in the muffled voice but still ached to be next to him.
Finally, he was waiting in the wings for his siblings' show to end. Freminet couldn't help but gaze longingly at Lyney. The young blonde's hands fidgeted with the curtain while he watched in anticipation as the twins took their final bow. His heart raced. He was getting impatient.
Lyney's eyes landed on Freminet’s once he straightened up. With renewed energy, he practically rushed off stage, quickly taking his brother into his arms with a bright smile. "Freminet! Did you enjoy the show? This performance was quite- huh...?"
The little blonde squeezed Lyney tightly in the embrace. He looked up, his expression gaining a pleading undertone. "Lyney..." Freminet voiced softly. He clearly wanted something but was too shy to speak up. His face flushed a light shade of pink.
A small smile played across Lyney’s lips. He gave the younger a reassuring squeeze as he looked directly into his deep blue eyes. “Is there something you need, little dove?” Lyney asked softly.
Freminet glanced backstage. He hesitated for a moment but then took the older's hand. He pulled him urgently into the darkened room, closing the door behind them. They were finally alone.
The young blonde leaned up on his tiptoes and pressed his soft, pink lips against Lyney's. He held the kiss long enough for his heart to finally calm again.
Lyney blushed. He was always a little taken aback when Freminet was this forward. Still, he was happy to oblige. He wrapped his arms around his younger brother and kissed him back, letting the kiss linger for much longer this time.
“I missed you too,” He murmured between kisses, his lips barely touching his brother’s. His hands gently wandered up to the younger's shoulders, holding him close. The older's eyes held immeasurable affection in them.
Freminet hadn't had enough. He leaned back in and placed soft, needy little kisses along Lyney's cheek, wordlessly begging to be loved.
The magician chuckled softly with a guilty smile. "I'm sorry, mon coeur..." he took hold of Freminet's hand and pressed his lips to the back of it. "I've left you alone for far too long again, haven't I?"
The younger's gaze fell to the side as he spoke, blushing a little more, "It's not fair... you give so much attention to Lynette and your performances. I just want your eyes on me..." A somber pout formed on the little blonde's face.
At this, Lyney's expression grew more teasing. He was very well aware of how infatuated his younger brother had become with his affection. It was adorable. He chuckled once more, leaning down so they could make eye contact again.
"My eyes, hm? But is that all?" he asked, his voice lowering to a flirtatious whisper. His fingers brushed the side of Freminet's cheeks, lingering on his soft skin.
The little blonde's eyes widened as his face went completely red. He understood what Lyney was alluding to, and it made his heart race.
"Y-you know what I meant..." He stammered, puffing out his cheeks. Freminet's head leaned against Lyney's gentle touch.
“Mhm.” Lyney was trying his hardest not to laugh out loud. The blush on those freckled cheeks was just too adorable, and it took all Lyney’s willpower not to envelop him completely. The older brother's smirk broadened, knowing what he intended to do next would be a shock to Freminet.
“Surely you won’t mind if I do this, then…”
Lyney leaned in towards his younger brother, bringing his lips down to his neck to plant a few tender kisses.
Freminet gasped softly at the warm tingling sensation. "Lyney..." he whimpered, cradling the back of his secret lover's head, entangling his fingers in Lyney's hair.
The young blonde's body squirmed, letting out quiet, cute noises every time his brother's lips pressed against his neck.
"Shh... let me make it up to you." Lyney was enjoying seeing his little brother squirm. The sweet sounds filling the air sent shivers down his spine, and he couldn't hold back anymore. He bit down gently on Freminet's neck, not hard enough to leave a mark, only to make him whimper out louder.
An electric jolt was sent through Freminet's body. He bit his lip, stifling a louder pleasured whimper. His voice overlapped with the sound of the backstage door handle jostling. The little blonde's eyes darted to the door panic settling into his expression as he tried to pull away.
The older pinned Freminet against the wall. “Quiet,” he ordered in a voice softer than silk. The two were obscured from view behind a large bookshelf when the door creaked open. The clacking of heels echoed in the quiet room, followed by a monotone feminine voice. "Lyney? ...Freminet?" It was Lynette. She was looking for them.
Boldly, the magician pushed his hand over Freminet's mouth then continued to toy with his neck, the nibbling only growing more intense. His breathing grew heavier with every moment, and his body was beginning to heat up.
The trembling little blonde tried to stay as quiet as possible. It was difficult to do so with how sensitive his body was. He panted heavily through his nose, letting an occasional squeak slip past his lips. Freminet was barely holding himself together. He just shut his eyes tight and waited to get caught.
the clicks of Lynette's heels softened as she explored further into the room. A small pause went by before her steps could be heard, leading her right out the door again, closing it behind her.
Lyney finally pulled away a few seconds after the door closed. He chuckled once more and released the hand he had over Freminet's lips, allowing the younger to let out a soft sigh.
"It's not funny, Lyney," the younger boy whined under his breath. "That was way too close..."
"I know, I know," Lyney laughed once more, giving his lover's forehead a kiss. "You really have to learn how to control yourself, mon coeur. You were very loud, you know?" He whispered, each word becoming more low and sensual with each passing moment.
"Even I was getting a little too carried away." The teasing tone of Lyney's voice had a small bite to it as he bit down even more. His hands slid down to the boy’s hips, keeping him firmly in place.
"Wait- hnn~" he trembled slightly as Lyney's teeth sank into his tender skin. Freminet gripped the older brother's hair tightly out of reflex. "What if she comes back...?" he whispered, voice quivering from all the sensations Lyney was providing.
The magician let out a soft groan from the back of his throat once he felt Freminet's grip. If anything, it just turned him on more. He found it adorable. The older snuck his free hand down to Freminet's behind, giving it a little squeeze, drawing a breathy moan from the boy.
“Then…” Lyney paused, trailing kisses up to the younger's jaw. His fingers slid up Freminet’s spine to the zipper of his diving suit. “I guess we'll just have to keep it quiet, won't we?”
The young blonde's breath hitched. He shakily reached out and held the older brother's arm. "Wait, Lyney. not here... it's too risky." He panted, giving his big brother a dazed, worried look.
Lyney stopped what he was doing the moment his younger brother spoke. A flash of disappointment showed in the older's eyes, but he ultimately took a step back, pulling his hands away and letting Freminet catch his breath. He was probably right, Lyney was taking this too far. He was all worked up now, though.
“As you wish, love… but don’t expect me to leave you alone once we get back to the House of the Hearth.” Lyney said in a teasing tone, smirking.
Freminet blushed and nodded. He couldn't hide the small, excited smile that formed on his face. Suddenly, he felt super eager to go home. The younger leaned up on his tiptoes and gave Lyney a quick peck on the cheek.
"I'm really looking forward to it." the boy replied in his usual soft, shy voice.
“Mhm…” Lyney hummed, his lilac eyes lighting up a bit once they locked with Freminet's. He chuckled again, finding his lover's enthusiasm cute.
"So am I, mon chou." he whispered, wrapping his arms around Freminet's waist and pulling him close. "Now, one more kiss before we go..."
Freminet's small smile grew wider as he cupped Lyney's cheeks in his hands. He pressed a deep, loving kiss against his big brother's lips, feeling his heart swell as it always did when they kissed.
The magician kissed the boy back enthusiastically. For a few precious seconds, they were both locked in their own little world. The older kept the kiss going as long as possible, enjoying every inch of the experience before finally pulling away with a gentle exhale.
"Stay here for now. It would be suspicious if we both left at the same time. I'll take care of anyone loitering around, so you can leave without a hitch, okay?" Lyney cooed, cradling Freminet's chin.
"Okay, Lyney." The younger nodded before adding, "Please be careful."
"I will be, don't worry." he assured him, running a tender hand along the boy's cheek. Reluctantly, Lyney stepped back, offering his lover one last smile before making his way to the door.