Dom Kris/Sub Asriel for Anon

The soul was quiet for a week now. Why did it have to come back?

Kris couldn't even groan in frustration as the soul resumed total control of his body.

He was being forced to ask Asriel about college. He was being forced to follow him around everywhere. It's not like Kris wouldn't do this anyway, but it
was irritating that he wasn't the one doing it.

"You're a lot more talkative today than usual." Asriel remarked.

His body shrugged on it's own.

This carried on through the day and all the way until that night. Kris and Asriel laid there in the dark of the room.

(It's almost over...)

Asriel called out to him from his side of the room.

"Kris. Are you awake?"

(Don't do this now! We're so close to getting through the day!)

"Yeah?"

"Are you sure you're OK?"

Kris wanted to scream.

"Of course. Why wouldn't I be?"

"You just seemed... really friendly with Noelle. Is there something going on with you two?"

(Please don't say something is going on, please don't say something is going on, please don't say it.)

"No, we're just friends."

"Oh! That's cool! It's good to have close friends."

"Are you jealous?"

(Why? Why are you asking that?!)

"Huh? Jealous? Not really... Well, maybe a little bit. You never wanted to be around anyone else when you were younger. You didn't even like Noelle at
first, haha."

(He's jealous?)

"We can be closer, if you want to."

(What does that mean?)

Kris' body was forced up.

"Wh-What do you mean, Kris?"

Kris' body silently stepped closer to Asriel's bed.

"Kris?"

(No! No no no! Please stop!)

Kris was forced to pull Asriel's blanket to the side and pin him against his bed. Asriel stared up into his brother's eyes.

"Kris, what are you doing?!"

(Why are you doing this?!)

"This is what you want."

"Wh-What? Get off of me!"

Kris didn't move. Asriel normally wouldn't have any trouble pushing his brother off, but something was different. He felt like he was being weighed down by something twice Kris' size.

"This is what you want." Kris' voice no longer sounded like his own.

Asriel was rattled by the change in tone.

"What...? C-C'mon Kris... Get off of me and we can forget this happened."

"This is what you want."

Asriel gulped and stared at his brother's expressionless eyes.

"I don't know what you're talking about..."

(Please stop doing this...)

"This is what you want."

Asriel looked away and spoke his next few words nearly inaudibly.

"How did you know?"

Kris desperately wanted to cry out. He wanted to take the soul out of himself and explain everything to Asriel, but he couldn't.

Kris' body moved off of Asriel and onto the end of his bed with his legs spread and tent visibly exposed.

Asriel sat up and pleaded with his brother.

"We... We can't do this, Kris. This is wrong."

"This is your fault."

Kris was forced to pull his pants down, exposing his solid 6 inches to the open air. (Why am I doing this? Why...)

Asriel swallowed and leaned forward.

(... am I enjoying it?)

"This is what you want." The voice whispered out again as Asriel's snout stopped short of Kris' cock.

The hot air from Asriel's mouth was like electricity as it made contact with Kris' exposed flesh. That's when Kris realized.

The soul wasn't talking to Asriel. It was talking to him.

Asriel looked up at Kris to see a cold glare, and got one word in response.

"Proceed."

Asriel swallowed down Kris' cock in one motion. This is what he wanted, and Kris knew it.

The sensations went from electricity to lightning, and they surged through him with each bob of Asriel's head. The feeling was strong enough that it began showing through on Kris' face. A slight pleasured smile. This is what he wanted. This is what he needed.

(More...)

"More." The voice commanded.

Asriel felt a hand creep up onto his head and he was forced down. His snout hit the base of Kris' pelvis and he was held there, choking softly as Kris' length pressed into the back of his throat.

"Mmph..."

(Asriel...)

He was let go of and he came up gasping for air. His whole body felt hot. He stared up at Kris, awaiting his next command.

"Turn around."

Asriel turned over and pulled his pants down, promptly offering himself to his brother.

"I... I fingered myself earlier, when I was... thinking of you, Kris... Please."

Kris' body sat up on his knees and pressed the tip of his cock against Asriel's hole, which twitched in response.

Kris' hand was placed on Asriel's throat and began pulling him back onto his cock. Asriel bit his pillow and quietly groaned as it filled him. The further
Asriel took it, the tighter the hand gripped his throat.

Kris felt his body start to thrust and a low, breathy growl escaped his mouth. He wanted this. He needed this.

Asriel felt the hand on his neck tighten more. He raised his head and sputtered out Kris' name.

Kris' thrusts were becoming more intense. He let go of Asriel's throat and grabbed the fur on top of his head, pulling him back as far as he could. Their
soft moans and the wet 'schik' of Kris' cock as it pumped in and out of his brother's hole were all that filled the room.

Kris pulled back before ramming Asriel, and hit his sweet spot directly. Asriel dug his head into the pillow and let out his cry of pleasure as stars filled his vision. His whole body seemed to tense up and Kris felt it. He positioned himself and did it again, coercing more sounds out of his brother.

"Asriel, I'm..." Kris slammed into his prostate again. Kris was at his limit, and every constriction was a step closer to the edge.

"Kris...!" Asriel was muffled by the pillow. He could barely see. All he could do was sit there and be used by his brother. This is what he wanted.

Kris stabbed his prostate once more and his cock began to swell and twitch. It felt like everything in his balls drained directly into Asriel.

That final thrust sent Asriel over the edge as well. He exploded onto the blanket beneath him, half-screaming Kris' name. By the time he finished, there
was a puddle of the white fluid.

Kris was left breathless. He couldn't believe what was happening or that he enjoyed it as much as he did. He pulled his softening dick out of Asriel and fell beside him, exhausted.

Asriel followed suit, and fell into his brother's arms, the warm puddle smearing onto the fur of his legs. Kris' cum leaked out of him and onto the bedsheets. He buried his face into Kris' chest.

"I love you, Kris..." He whispered in a slurred hush, and closed his eyes.

"I love you too, Asriel..."

Kris' eyes widened as he heard his own voice come out.

He realized with horror that the soul stopped controlling him a long time ago.

- CaramelCrush

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Pub: 31 Oct 2021 05:13 UTC

Edit: 14 Nov 2021 09:13 UTC

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