ooc: LOL
Lysander was never very good when he'd just woken up, and now he was half-asleep and half-convinced that he was dreaming... but if he was it was a very good dream.
It wasn't so much that he was attracted to his brother, that he wanted the incest or that he wanted to be boyfriends... Lorcan was his twin, the other half of him, and this was, this was just another way of sharing the love he felt, the affection, the desire and need and terrible fear of separation, a fear that he could make no charm to protect against.
He woke up a little more, thinking Lorcan was pushing him away, but no, he wasn't. His name had never sounded like something more precious to him than it did coming from Lorcan's mouth and he whimpered softly just hearing that, taking Lorcan's closed eyes as a sign that his twin wanted more, just the way he did, and he leant forward to kiss again.