Stepbrother, Please Don't
He left feather-light kisses on my cheeks smeared with tears and bodily fluids.
“It’s not strange at all.”
…Sweet voice and kind comfort.
How many times have I fallen for that now.
“Now, here. I’ll press a bit harder.”
“Ah, ahh!”
“I know it’s a sensitive spot. I’m sorry. But it’s necessary.”
And so, once again.
Led by my younger brother,
I’ll fall into the deep, dark, damp, and humid swamp.
“You came a lot. Good job.”
“Ah, no more… I can’t…”