Karls' Maid Outfit

Furanui wasn't embarrassed of his relationship with his brother. Why would he be? They had long ago admitted that they loved each other. He saw no reason to be embarrassed about love.

What he was embarrassed about was how easily Karls could find weaknesses in him. Or at least that's what it felt like to him. He wasn't completely sure Karls was aware of the effects his actions had on him. He never seemed to find the real reasoning behind those situations.

That night was a new weakness, though.

He had been waiting for Karls in their shared bedroom like most nights. Furanui didn't suspect anything, despite it being quite late. Karls never had much of an exact hour for when he went to sleep, usually fooling around the castle. And even though Furanui was the opposite and didn't approve of his brother doing so, he still made some exceptions on certain nights. He'd stay up, usually reading a book and wearing nothing but a blue robe while waiting for Karls so they could… "spend time together".

The door opened, and Karls hopped inside with his usual smile.

Furanui set his book aside and was ready to scold him for how late he was, again. But when he realised how his brother was dressed, his mouth hung open as his cheeks burned.

There was Karls, as cheerful as ever, wearing a maid outfit that exposed his stomach and with an almost excessively short skirt. His usual hair ties and golden accessories were replaced by white bows. He also wore a pair of black shoes, along with a pair of tall, thin white socks.

"Sorry I'm a little late. It took me a while to decide what I wanted this to look like." Karls said with a smile. When Furanui didn't reply, he hummed and walked towards the bed, jumping onto his brother's lap. "Do you like it?"

Furanui finally closed his mouth as he analysed Karls more clearly. He didn't know where the idea had come from, but he had to admit that he quite liked it. The dress fit his brother so well.

"Yeah. You look good in this." He smiled softly as he held Karls's waist, leaning closer to him so their lips were only a few centimeters apart.

Karls smiled back, wrapping his arms around his neck. "I'm glad."

He then kissed Furanui's lips, which startled him at first with how fast it was. But his body soon relaxed as he leaned into the kiss.

Instinctively, one of his hands held onto Karls' waist while the other caressed the exposed part of his thigh. His hand moved higher, under the skirt. Karls chuckled into the kiss.

Their lips separated and Karls leaned his forehead on Furanui's. Furanui couldn't help but smile, pulling Karls closer by the waist. Karls didn't hesitate to start slowly moving his hips against him, the friction making Furanui bite his lip as his face heated up.

Karls smirked and tried to push him down, but Furanui remained in place. Before Karls could even try to question him, Furanui turned him around and made him lie down on the bed. He looked down at Karls, who grinned at him in return while teasingly opening his legs and raising his hands to rest on the pillow.

Furanui licked his lips, mentally cursing his brother for how well he knew how to entice him. Karls winked at him, as if he could read his thoughts.

Furanui started to slowly kiss his chin. They were small kisses but, whenever he nibbled on his skin, Karls would either giggle or just smile. Furanui held back the urge to smirk back or to bite harder. He liked taking things slow.

He moved his lips lower, now kissing Karls' neck. He bit him, but not hard enough to leave any marks. As much as Furanui would love to leave him looking like a chew toy, it wouldn't look professional for him to walk around like that the next day. Plus, he'd rather be the only one seeing those things. Karls was his brother, after all.

But, there was a downside to the maid outfit, as beautiful as it was. It would be hard to mark him anywhere that wouldn't be visible later without taking it off… But Furanui didn't want to take it off.

Noticing how Furanui seemed distracted, Karls raised his leg and rubbed it against Furanui's crotch. Furanui gasped, face heating up immediately. He had to stop himself from humping Karls' leg, but he was still starting to feel a bit more desperate. Something he was sure Karls could tell, given how obvious his erection was against his leg.

Karls smirked at him. "You already know you don't need to hold back."

"Shut up." Furanui mumbled. He looked over Karls' body, stopping his eyes on his exposed stomach. Karls' normal clothes did cover up that part…

He started kissing his stomach, biting him all over, harder and harder with each bite. When Karls gasped and arched his back, Furanui smiled. A smile that only grew wider whenever he saw the marks he was leaving on Karls. A sight only for him to see… Just like the outfit he was wearing.

He stopped kissing his stomach and sat up, then pushed Karls' legs a bit further apart. Furanui caressed his thigh, underneath the skirt of the outfit. He paid attention to the way Karls reacted: his breath hitched, thigh chasing his touch, the rest of his body just relaxing into the mattress. Furanui licked his lips.

He moved his hand from his thigh to his crotch, rubbing Karls' member through his underwear (which were panties today, very fitting) and making him gasp. Unlike Furanui, he hadn't even tried to hold back his urge to thrust onto his hand.

Furanui quietly took a deep breath. He then took off his robe, being left naked. Karls smiled and his eyes sparkled at the sight. Furanui blushed a little. There was no way of hiding how hard he was anymore, his cock very obviously covered in precum.

He pushed past his embarrassment regarding his brother's staring, taking off his panties and mindlessly tossing it somewhere on the bed. He touched Karls's cock again, pumping him slowly but with a strong grip. Karls arched his back and moaned quite loudly. Furanui loved his pleasured face, smiling as he observed how shameless Karls was. Only to pull his hand away from him and leave him gasping.

Karls stared at him, but was still smiling. Just waiting for Furanui's next move.

Furanui snapped his fingers, a bottle of lube showing up on his hand. He squeezed some lube onto his hand, spreading it through his own cock. Just that small amount of touching made him a bit more desperate to keep going.

Once he was done with himself, he lifted Karls' skirt. Furanui saw how his eyes sparkled again. He lubed his fingers, then slowly pushed one inside him before thrusting into him at a steady pace. Karls gasped again, getting more noisy everytime he moved faster or once he added another finger.

Furanui stopped his hand once he thought he had prepared him enough. The moment he put his hands on Karls' thighs, Karls spread them wider himself. Furanui held back an urge to chuckle at that.

But he didn't take much longer to push his cock inside of him. Karls moaned, clutching the bedsheets and throwing his head back onto the pillow. Furanui just gasped as he was fully sheathed into him, taking a moment to get used to his tightness.

That is, until Karls got impatient and started moving his hips himself. Furanui moaned, instinctively thrusting into him in response.

Furanui stopped holding himself back after that. He rolled his hips at a steady yet hard pace at first. But he kept observing Karls. He paid attention to how his outfit moved along with him, to how he squirmed, to how he smiled and literally drooled.

But the most important thing to Furanui was his moaning. His voice was loud, but just enough that they knew he wouldn't be heard all that well outside of the bedroom. Furanui wanted to be the only one hearing him, after all.

He had started to move faster unconsciously. He was moaning as well now. Meanwhile, Karls was often needing to either bite his lips or cover his mouth with his hand to not get too loud.

Furanui cursed under his breath before grabbing Karls' cock again, his hand moving at the same pace as his thrusts. Karls' hips started moving along with his again. His hand didn't leave his face at all now, eyes rolling to the back of his head. But Furanui knew him well enough to know he was smiling under that hand.

With pretty much no warning, Karls' came. But Furanui didn't stop his hand for even a second. At least, not until he had stopped moaning so loudly and his cock stopped shooting cum, which would likely stain his skirt.

Once Karls' body had relaxed, Furanui began moving his hips faster. Karls was still being noisy, struggling to remain quiet even with his hand. And Furanui himself was finding it hard to not be loud.

He pulled Karls' hand away from his mouth, then kissed his lips before he could make any sound. Karls just wrapped his arms and legs around him, pressing their bodies closer together as a result.

Furanui groaned, his hands tightly holding Karls' hips down. He was barely able to think straight at that point. His mind was clouded by pleasure, and the only coherent thought he managed to have was about just how much he loved Karls…

Furanui came inside of him, breaking their kiss from the intensity of it and moaning. The only other thing he registered was Karls' gasping and holding him tighter.

Once his body stopped spasming, Furanui just remained still and panted. Sweat rolled down his face, but he could only care about Karls' eyes. He looked at Furanui so gently…

Karls' brought up a hand to cup his cheek, rubbing it with his thumb. Furanui blushed, but couldn't help but lean into his touch.

Karls unwrapped his legs, allowing Furanui to pull out of him. They rolled over so Karls was the one on top. He spread gentle kisses through Furanui's face, who just relaxed onto the mattress. He always felt so tired after sex. And while sometimes he would like to keep up with Karls' stamina, he always forgot about that worry when Karls just kissed and praised him.

"You're so good." Karls hummed into his ear, then chuckled. "Maybe you should dress up next time."

"I am not doing that." Furanui looked away from him. He wasn't angry, he just didn't want him to see how he was blushing.

The idea of dressing up in anything like that maid outfit made him way too embarrassed. But Karls knew him too well. He'd find a way of convincing him eventually. But, for now, Karls didn't say anything else.

"Are you gonna sleep or are you just gonna stare at me all night?" Furanui asked.

Karls chuckled. Furanui heard him snapping his fingers behind him, right before he laid down face to face with him, his clothes gone and his hair loose. Furanui couldn't help but smile at him, pulling him closer into a hug and touching their foreheads. Karls grabbed his face and gave him a quick kiss on the lips.

"I love you!" He said with a wide smile.

Furanui took a moment to respond, mumbling and feeling too embarrassed to look him in the eyes. "Love you too…"

He then just pulled Karls closer to him, nuzzling his neck and breathing in his scent. Karls held him tightly, one hand gently running through his blue hair. And that was enough to make him relax and drift off to sleep… Warm in his brother's arms.