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[elinorwise]

There was no escape from here. No escape from his brother's hands, tongue, teeth, lips. Eyes.


No escaping the liquid filling him up, extending his bladder and making sweat run down his face in rivers, because this was just too much.


Sam watching him come apart like this, it was too much.


Sam seeing him come apart like this, it was too much.


Sam feeling him come apart like this, it was too much.


Sam making him fall apart like this, it was too damn much but there was no way to bend this pain. There was nothing he could do to run away from Sam's eyes that were burning him, dragging him into that abyss. The soft light from the lamp was making his little brother's eyes look as if they held all the colors of the world … bright, shiny and warm.


He could feel it all over his skin, making it turn red and boiling from the intense stare Sam had on him no matter what his brother was doing. His brother's eyes were on his face through it all. Watching, observing, staring, seeing.


He was burning up, he was fading, he was falling. He looked into Sam's eyes and could see that love and darkness really were one and the same.

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