Gah, this was supposed to be a one shot -.-; Meh, I'll update as often as
possible (no promises though) hope you enjoey ^.~
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~chapter 1~
That smooth skin, those perfect lips. Why do I crave one who looks so much like myself? I know the answer, but I continue to question, not wanting to accept the truth. But I can't run forever from my emotions, my lust. I want him. We may look alike, but that's where it ends. People mistake us for the same person, but really we're different. He's innocent, pure. No ones ever touched him in the ways I want to. And it drives me insane. Knowing that I could be the first...
When I'm sure he's gone I watch myself in the mirror, trying to imagine what he must look like. That body... But it's impossible, I know we must be the same, but...
When he sleeps I search his mind, hoping to find something that will squelch my curiosity. I pray that it does not intensify my other emotions. I search and find nothing. Has he no memory of his own body? Is he so innocent and carefree, that he does not ponder about what others think of him? Is he so selfless he's without insecurity?
I know the answers to these questions too. And it just makes me crave him more! Oh I wish I could just take him, feel his innocent body under my own. Feel the warmth of him, as he struggles to free himself from my grasp. I instantly scold myself as this thought crosses my mind for the hundredth time. Would I really want it like that? No! I am his protector! I couldn't harm him!
Could I? Just for a night. Everything would return as normal after! Wouldn't it? No! He'd be broken! I'd have betrayed him. The person he trusts most, taking advantage of him like that! I shudder as I picture that pained face as he questions my actions! Would he even talk to me after that? Probably not. In Egypt, I would have been exhiled, but here, I'd suffer a worst fate! I'd lose that that I crave most.
I may crave him, but I love him too. I couldn't hurt him like that. Not when I know he doesn't care for me that way! Oh I wish for the day that he did! Then I could take him in my arms and he'd be mine forever...
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~chapter 1~
That smooth skin, those perfect lips. Why do I crave one who looks so much like myself? I know the answer, but I continue to question, not wanting to accept the truth. But I can't run forever from my emotions, my lust. I want him. We may look alike, but that's where it ends. People mistake us for the same person, but really we're different. He's innocent, pure. No ones ever touched him in the ways I want to. And it drives me insane. Knowing that I could be the first...
When I'm sure he's gone I watch myself in the mirror, trying to imagine what he must look like. That body... But it's impossible, I know we must be the same, but...
When he sleeps I search his mind, hoping to find something that will squelch my curiosity. I pray that it does not intensify my other emotions. I search and find nothing. Has he no memory of his own body? Is he so innocent and carefree, that he does not ponder about what others think of him? Is he so selfless he's without insecurity?
I know the answers to these questions too. And it just makes me crave him more! Oh I wish I could just take him, feel his innocent body under my own. Feel the warmth of him, as he struggles to free himself from my grasp. I instantly scold myself as this thought crosses my mind for the hundredth time. Would I really want it like that? No! I am his protector! I couldn't harm him!
Could I? Just for a night. Everything would return as normal after! Wouldn't it? No! He'd be broken! I'd have betrayed him. The person he trusts most, taking advantage of him like that! I shudder as I picture that pained face as he questions my actions! Would he even talk to me after that? Probably not. In Egypt, I would have been exhiled, but here, I'd suffer a worst fate! I'd lose that that I crave most.
I may crave him, but I love him too. I couldn't hurt him like that. Not when I know he doesn't care for me that way! Oh I wish for the day that he did! Then I could take him in my arms and he'd be mine forever...