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"Oh, auh," Will makes a high-pitched whining sound, biting his baby-pink lip, at some point both of the boys' pants had been taken off, and now they were rubbing their cute little tiny cocks against eachother. There must be some friction making it uncomfortable, surely, but Jonathan doesn't see them make any attempt to stop. Will breathes out, his words so shaky it makes Jonathan's twitch in his hand. "Yeah, it feels really good, Mike,"
God. Jonathan wants to kill himself. He wants to die and go to Hell so he wouldn't hurt his brother anymore-- and the noises keep coming. Will whines, and sniffles, tearing up in pleasure. Adorable. Mike huffs, like a little puppy, and Jonathan is sure if Mike had a tail it would be wagging right now. Cute. It's terrible. Jonathan wants to be the one being perfect and making them feel so good using his hands and fingers and making them cum over and over and over. He doesn't want that at all. Jonathan wants a hug. Jonathan wants his mom to tell him he's still her baby and that it's okay to still want to cling onto her. That he doesn't have to look after Will tonight.
Jonathan knows he's sick. He knows, because he doesn't turn his eyes away.
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- Part 2 of sigils stranger things fanfiction