The Path to Fire Emblem: Hi Taishite Sono Bara

Hi taishite sono Bara:Chapter 4

(By: Kizuna Anmari)



(I put that there because I thought it was amazingly cool it has absolutely nothing to do with the story)

Remember friend, as you pass by.

As you are now, so once was I.

As I am now, you soon shall be.

So, prepare for death, and follow me.

"God is eternal . . . the world is not. And neither are you."





“Ibris…” Djibril said as he sat on the bed next to Ibris’ sleeping form. Ibris moved slightly at the shift of weight on the bed.



“Mmm…” was Ibris’ only reply.



“Come on Ibris I know you’re awake I saw Azrael as I was coming up the stairs he told me you were awake and alert so stop faking.” Djibril said stroking Ibris’ soft pale cheek.



“Damn Azrael.” Ibris said under his breathe as he rolled over and opened his eyes to see his older brother staring lovingly at him, smiling. “What do you want brother I’m tired.” Ibris asked Djibril tiredly.



“Are you okay, you’re not hurt anywhere?” Djibril asked concerned.



“No I’m fine. Now let me sleep I’m tired.” Ibris said slightly irritated he was so tired it felt odd actually he shouldn’t have been this tired after something as simple as being knocked out maybe he had a concussion or something like that. Ibris was brought out of his thoughts when Djibril spoke.



“Ibris lets go on a walk.” Djibril asked, still smiling.



Ibris sighed heavily, still tired, but maybe going on this walk would make him feel better. “Okay.” Ibris replied getting out of bed.



“Let’s go then.” Djibril said grabbing Ibris’ hand and practically yanking him out the door and down the stairs.



“Hey where are you two going?” Azrael asked from the kitchen entrance as Djibril and Ibris reached the lavishly decorated door.



“We’re going out, and no you can’t come.” Djibril said hurriedly as he shut the door behind them.



(Later on that evening…)



The soft wind blew though the barren tree branches as the sun settled down under the sky, the first breathe of night slowly falling around the two males laying naked under the willow tree, near the lake.



"Brother, how long has it been since we've watched the sunset together like this." Ibris asked his twin, as he snuggled closer to him for warmth.



"Far too long, little brother." Djibril responded with a grin as he felt Ibris' warm body trying to snuggle closer to his. Djibril ran his fingers through Ibris' light blue hair as he admired his brother’s small body. The slender curves of his hips, the beautiful glow of his porcelain skin under the moonlight, the curious stare of his transparent blue eyes, and the cute way his head tilted to the side as he looked at the glimmering stars in the night sky. Ibris' was just too perfect and his submissive personality made it just all the more tempting for Djibril, not to mention Ibris being naked right next to him. Djibril smiled as he remembered the events that had led them both to ending up naked under the willow tree watching the sunset through the barren trees.



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Flashback: (earlier right before sunset.)



"Djibril, are you sure this is okay? I mean, didn't Kurama say this was his special spot?" Ibris asked timidly as they walked to the lake underneath the big willow tree. It was funny all the other trees were bare from the winter except for the willow near the lake which by all rights should have been bare as well.



"Yeah, so." Djibril replied cockily.



"Brother," Ibris said rolling his eyes at Djibril's blatant disrespect for Kurama's warning. "You know Lord Kurama is going to be really mad if he finds out we've been here after he told us it was off limits."



"Ibris, you need to learn to live a little. It'll be fine, anyways, were just going to go for a quick swim, nothing more. Okay?" Djibril said trying to assure his little brother, not to mention Djibril had plans of his own and nothing would get in his way, not even Ibris. 'Trust me Ibris this will be well worth it, you'll see.' Djibril thought to himself with a grin, thinking of all the things he was going to do to Ibris' delicious body, that is after he ripped Ibris' clothes from his perfect little body.



"Well... I guess." Ibris replied as they reached the edge of the lake.



"Besides the funnest things in life always have a little hint of danger in them, that’s what makes it fun in the first place." Djibril stated as he started undressing himself. He had already fully undressed, when he heard a small yelp from Ibris. Djibril looked over to see Ibris' shirt on his head. "What's wrong?" Djibril asked curiously not seeing anything wrong with this picture, except the fact Ibris wasn't naked, yet.



"The button on my shirt.... well...it got stuck... in my hair." Ibris replied shyly, slightly embarrassed at being such a klutz.



"Is that all?” Djibril said with a smile as he walked over to help Ibris with his shirt. "Geez Ibris, sometimes I wonder about you." Djibril stated as he fiddled with the button, careful not to pull Ibris' hair too hard.



"Hehe, I'm sorry brother, I'm so hopeless sometimes." Ibris said giggling.



"Damn button." Djibril mumbled frustrated under his breath. "What's so damn funny about you being a klutz anyways?" Djibril asked confused about the laughter Ibris was emitting, he was extremely embarrassed a few minutes ago, and now he was as giggly as a schoolgirl.



"It's nothing," Ibris laughed. "It’s just; sometimes my klutziness has its uses. Here let me." Ibris said as he moved Djibril's hands from the button and replaced them with his own and in a matter of seconds he had the button loosened from his hair. Djibril stood dumbfounded.



"Why you little! You conned me, you just wanted me to touch you." Djibril said playfully.



"So what if I did, you con me into doing things all the time, I just thought it would be nice if the tables were turned for once." Ibris stated as Djibril's demeanor changed from playful to seductively enticing.



"Come here so I can put those delicate fingers to better use." Djibril said vivaciously as he grabbed Ibris' hand and yanked Ibris into his arms, Ibris finding himself face to face with his brother.



"Brother let me go; I have to get my pants off." Ibris said as he tried to squirm out of Djibril's sexual death grip.



"Here let me help you with that." Djibril said seductively as he carefully held Ibris with one arm as the other arm, or shall I say hand, drifted down to Ibris' pant zipper. Ibris gasped as Djibril magically missed the top of the zipper and caressed Ibris' penis through his pants.



"Who's playing with who now Ibris?" Djibril said teasingly as he let up on his grip so he could lower Ibris to the ground, setting Ibris underneath him, Ibris' bare back to the cold ground. Djibril looked at Ibris' gloriously flushed face.



"Does little Ibris want more?" Djibril asked as he stroked Ibris through his pants again. Ibris just gasped again in reply, all coherent thought gone at the feel of Djibril's touch.



"I'll take that as a yes." Djibril said cockily as he lowered his head down to Ibris' chest licking a path down the crease of his chest with his tongue making Ibris writhe and moan even more. He reached Ibris' bellybutton and delved his tongue into it none too gently making Ibris moan loudly. Djibril withdrew from Ibris' bellybutton and unbuttoned Ibris' pants. Then lowered his head to the zipper, took it into his mouth and unzipped Ibris' pants with his teeth.



The moaning was too much for Djibril he was tired of this foreplay, so instead of slowly taking Ibris' pants off like he had planned he practically ripped them off. Djibril looked at Ibris predatorily, like he was the catch of the day or something and then went to Ibris' neck, one of Ibris more erogenous zones. Heck, who am I kidding we're talking about Ibris; everyone knows he's like one giant erogenous plain of sex. Ibris moaned heavily as Djibril sucked tenderly up and down the groove of his neck as his rough hands explored Ibris' well-defined chest, searching for a nub to torture sensually. He found it as he moved to Ibris' mouth to give him a passionate kiss; shivers of pleasure were passed from one to another as they basked in the moment of their deep love for each other. Ibris just content with being loved and Djibril content with the fact Ibris' existed.



Djibril tried to pull away in need of oxygen but Ibris pulled him back, like not having Djibril's lips to his would kill him. Djibril let himself be engulfed by Ibris' sweet passion and started caressing Ibris' chest again adding to the heat of the moment. Ibris' let Djibril go. In need of air, Djibril took this opportunity to swoop down on Ibris' small nipples and worship them with his skilled tongue, pulling moan after moan out of Ibris' delicious lips. He started in the center and licked outwards and then sucked gentle at first, and then became rougher as Ibris' got more turned on. Djibril then licked a path across Ibris' chest and did the same with the other nipple leaving both slightly red from the sexual torture. Djibril moved back up to Ibris' mouth kissing him again but this time it was more ravenous, there tongues fought for dominance as they explored each others warm mouths, tracing a path that they knew all too well. Their bare chests pressing up against each other arousing them more.



Djibril was hot and horny now, he wasn't going to wait any longer he wanted the main event. As they withdrew from each other, Djibril made his way down to Ibris' penis with his tongue, making Ibris' gasp in pleasure, but instead of Djibril taking Ibris' member in his mouth as Ibris' had expected Djibril ran his tongue around the base of it violently causing Ibris' to shiver and moan in anticipation of what was to come next. Djibril licked his way up Ibris' penis from the base all the way to the head and then took Ibris' fully into his mouth, deep throating him over and over again.



"Brother!" Ibris moaned loudly as he came violently in Djibril's mouth. Djibril swallowed Ibris' seed as he slowly pulled his mouth of Ibris' now limp member.

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(End Flashback)



The memory made Djibril remember the fact he was still hard and had been unpleasured. For some odd reason Ibris wouldn't let Djibril release himself afterwards or you know, do it for him. All Ibris said was ‘Wait brother and I’ll make it worth your while.’ I mean who could refuse that logic certainly not Djibril. But he still had yet to be pleasured in any way and was getting impatient.



“Ibris…” Djibril said snuggling up closer to Ibris in the process softly brushing Ibris’ member ever so lightly with his fingers. Ibris gasped at the warm touch on his skin. Djibril moved to Ibris ear and whispered sensually. “Didn’t you say you were going to make this worth my while?’ Djibril questioned as Ibris shivered involuntarily at his brothers sexually driven words.



Ibris took a deep breath trying to get a grip on himself before he continued with his part of the plan. He moved in Djibril’s arms so he was now facing him.



“I did didn’t I?” he stated questioningly as he gave Djibril a seductive stare.



Now it was Djibril’s turn to shiver, that gaze Ibris always gave him, the one that meant that Ibris was ready to be dominant always set his body aflame with sexual desire. He wanted Ibris to please him and he wanted it now. He didn’t have to wait for long soon as the thought had left his head, like clockwork Ibris had started ravishing Djibril’s mouth with his sinful little tongue, soon as Djibril noticed this he tried to fight for dominance but as soon as he started Ibris bit his tongue lightly and glared telling Djibril that he wanted no interference and he would be the one to dominate.



‘This is going to be very interesting.’ Djibril thought as Ibris released Djibril’s lips only to nibble on Djibril’s throat, lowering Djibril to the soft ground in the heat of the moment. Ibris moved up to Djibril’s earlobe blowing on it before taking it into his mouth and ravishing it with his tongue, earning a few well earned moans from Djibril. The sound only emboldened Ibris kindling the desire awakened by the sensuous nips and kisses. Ibris kissed Djibril again, but this time the kiss that he received back was hungry, more demanding, and Ibris felt Djibril’s hand gently glide over his chest, Djibril ran his hands gently over one side down to Ibris’ belly than up again to the other side. Ibris found himself kissing Djibril back with the same ravenous hunger that Djibril had kissed Ibris with. The two of them now fighting for dominance over the other, but Ibris wasn’t going to let Djibril win Ibris had already been pleased now it was his turn to please Djibril and no one would ruin that, not even Djibril himself. So Ibris decided he would tie Djibril up to make things more interesting for the both of them. Ibris’ picked up his chain belt that had been discarded earlier in the throws of passion and started to tie it around Djibril’s wrists.



“Ibris what are you doing.” Djibril asked curiously as he felt the cold of Ibris’ belt upon his wrists.



“Nothing that you won’t enjoy immensely.” Ibris smirked as he willed his aura into the binds and wrapped them snuggly around a small birch tree nearby, pinning Djibril’s hands above his head.



Ibris locked eyes with Djibril, smirking that all knowing smirk. Djibril looked at him, and leant up to nibble on Ibris’ ear. Ibris’ hands found their way to Djibril's inner thighs, tracing small circles. Djibril struggled against his bonds, wanting to touch his lover as well.



“Ibris,” Djibril ground out, in a silent request to undo his bindings. Ibris' smirk grew as he moved up closer to Djibril’s wrists, his body against Djibril's, and licked around Djibril’s bindings. Djibril took this chance to shower the blunette’s chest in kisses, nips and licks.



Ibris felt this and finished licking Djibril’s wrists and slid back down, pulling himself out of reach of his twin. Djibril growled and struggled harder, only to no avail, Ibris smirked at the struggle Djibril wanted to touch Ibris and pleasure him like earlier it was mildly amusing. Ibris always loved it when Djibril got this needy



‘Let’s give him a little taste of what he wants.’ Ibris thought to himself evilly.. Djibril felt Ibris’ hands move towards his length, stroking his slippery skin on the way.



“Untie me now,” Djibril demanded.



Ibris quirked an eyebrow and slid his hand over Djibril's hard length. Djibril gasped and arched up into the Ibris’ hand, begging to be touched.



“And what, my dear brother, makes you think you're in any position to make such a demand?” Ibris asked, eyes glistening in the moonlight making Ibris even more beautiful he always looked like an ethereal being in the moonlight especially with the way his eyes glistened.



Ibris began stroking his brother, making him arch and thrust into his hand. He crushed his lips onto Djibril's, who made no resistance. Instead, Djibril welcomed him in his mouth, tongue coming out to meet his.



Ibris could feel Djibril reaching his peek, and removed his hand. He felt his brother’s glare and snickered. Ibris’ hand left Djibril's erection and slid between his legs, parting them. Ibris positioned himself between Djibril's legs and met his eyes one last time before pushing into his twin.



The wave of pain and pleasure hit Djibril like a twenty-foot wall of his own power. Djibril leant his head back onto the ground, panting. Ibris gently kissed Djibril’s temple, Ibris’ breath harsh and ragged.



“Untie me,” Djibril… wait… was that a beg?



Ibris smirked and reached up, applying a bit of his power, the chains withdrew from Djibril’s wrists. Djibril's hands immediately came down and dug into Ibris’ shoulders.



Ibirs groaned in appreciation as his brother pulled him into a searing kiss, signaling him to start. So, Ibris pulled back and thrust into him, causing Djibril to growl in pleasure.



Teeth clashed as bodies slapped together in sweaty heat. Djibril felt like his body was on fire, and Ibris’ touches were like ice. The bluenette was utterly intoxicating. Like a drug he couldn't get enough of.



Ibris’ pace picked up, harder and faster, making Djibril cry out on each and every thrust, not to mention Ibris meeting every one of Djibril’s cries with one of his own. Djibril came hard, eyes clenched and muscles constricting. That, in turn, caused Ibris to come, spilling his seed inside of his twin.



Ibris almost collapsed onto his brother, his shaky arms holding him up. He pulled out of Djibril and kissed his temple. Rolling over, Ibris crashed onto the ground next to his brother. They lied, panting and sweating in a cloud of euphoria and sex.



Ibris pulled himself up to Djibril and Djibril caught sight of those beautiful transparent orbs eyes, which conveyed so many emotions. Contentment. Lust. Appreciation. Love.



Ibris collapsed onto Djibril’s chest, and allowed his raven- haired twin to pull him on top of him. Ibris curled up on Djibril, head nuzzling into the Djibril’s chest as Djibril in turn rested his head in Ibris beautiful bluish-white hair.