The Aphrodisiac Power

[chimeramimicry]

((From here: http://community.livejournal.com/sixwordstories/39775644.html))

Groggy and thinking about Jack, the smell of him on his clothing, the taste of him on his lips, and the excitement of that afternoon with Nathan's drinking lulled Peter down.  His reaction times were usually so spot on, but right now, they were nothing.  Lazily, his head tilted as he tried to figure out what he was going to do about Jack.  The hand under his shift reminded him of the other man, the breath against his neck--

Was Nathan.

"Are you cold?"

Innocent to a fault, Peter pushed himself up on his elbows and frowned lightly at his brother in confusion, especially at the way his lips were moving against the swan-like curve of his neck.  He sucked in a breath, disheveled and pretty.  His eyes swam with a mixture of things -- his brother's lust was magnified inside of him from his empathy, Jack's kissing had set him on fire, and a mixture of disbelief.

"Nathan?"

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Peter's eyes fluttered across Nathan. He didn't exactly feel a tingle or a need. Looking at him seemed normal. Natural. He'd seen Nathan naked before. Just last summer, before Heidi's accident, they'd all been at the lake and Nathan and Peter and the two boys had showered together in the small boat house.

It meant nothing to look, but the moment Nathan touched him, kissed him there, Peter forgot the breath.

"Aaaah," he whispered. It hadn't mattered who else Nathan did this with. Peter was not an overly jealous sort of man. He was too occupied trying to figure all of this out anyway.

What the hell was he going to let Nathan do?

Peter unfisted his hand from the sheets and moved it into Nathan's lengthened curls. "Jesus Christ, Nathan..."

...we're going to hell.

...just suck me hell off!

...please...please...please...

...get the fuck away from me!

...make me come...

All of the above? Was that an option?