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Didn't Mean to Love You	By : aRedBaroness Category: S through Z > Veronica Mars Views: 2583 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 2

There was a palpable tension between the Casblancas brothers now. As much as Dick tried to ignore it, it was there. The underlying sexual tension between them was making their normal everyday interactions incredibly awkward. Dick was now constantly checking his little brother out. He would sneak glances at Beaver while they were laid out by the pool suntanning. Or rather Dick suntanned and Beaver laid out in the sun, pale and covered in SPF 80. Dick felt you couldn't really call that suntanning.

He felt the hot pulse of forbidden desire at other times too, like at night. Even at fourteen, Beaver was still prone to nightmares and ever since he could walk there was only one response to a bad nightmare, crawling into bed with his big brother. But now everything was different.

Beaver would still crawl into Dick's bed at night when he woke in terror, but the morning after was six different kinds of uncomfortable. Dick would wake up wrapped tightly and possessively around his little brother, with a throbbing hard on pressed against Beaver's ass. It wasn't intentional or anything it's just that Dick's sleep-self seemed better at grabbing and taking what he wanted.

At first, when it started happening and he woke up first Dick would try and be all noble and disentangle himself from his brother before Beaver was conscious. Now Dick just pulls Beaver closer and occasionally he pretends that he's having a sexy dream and acting it out on Beaver. He tries to see how far he can get before Beav pushes and shouts at him to keep his dreams to himself.

Dick doesn't know what Beaver's bad dreams are about. He caught Beaver having one once, the younger boy had looked terrified and had been thrashing and shouting something that had sounded like “Don't fucking touch me, you pervert!” And that had been before Beaver's dance lesson. So yeah, Dick has no idea what those nightmares are about, he has always known though that Beaver has secrets. You can see those dark secrets any time you look into Beaver's big sad eyes. Beaver still doesn't like most people touching him, it's just his big brother's always been the exception.

So the sexual undercurrent is still lingering, unspoken of, there between them when Dick has the stupid idea to take Beaver to his first party. He's feeling pretty generous, on the whole Madison's been a fairly effective distraction from the lust he harbors for his little brother, so Dick figures he might even try to get Beaver laid. Beaver ought to have sex with someone other than his brother.

It's Shelly Pomroy's party, one of the biggest social events of the year and nothing goes according to Dick's plans. Everything goes horribly wrong. It was Logan's idea to bring the liquid ecstasy to the party. Dick really wants to put a chunk of the blame for what happened on Logan, but really it was his own damn fault.

Dick had put some of the drug in a cup he had intended to give to Madison because she had been withholding as of late and he had been hoping that this would loosen her up. He was on his way over to give it to her when he ran into his little brother. Beaver had looked really nervous, like he had no idea how to relax. Dick had thought Beaver looked like he could use a drink and without thinking handed the cup to his brother. Dick didn't even realize his mistake until about half an hour later when his error became glaringly apparent.

Half an hour later when Dick ran into his brother, Beaver was clearly having the time of his life. Dick immediately knew something was up, Beaver was smiling, all carefree like and giggling. Beaver rarely ever looked even remotely relaxed, never mind happy. He was running his hands through Dick's hair murmuring about how soft it was and how it “glowed” blond.

“Beaver, how much did you drink, bro?” Dick didn't figure out what the problem was right away. He wasn't smart enough for that.

“Just one,” Beaver slurred, swaying slightly. “It was really good. One little drink and whoosh, the world gets all swirly. All the bad stuff goes away. One magical drink.”

It was right about then that Dick clued in. He had drugged his little brother. Fuck that, he had roofied his little brother.

Beaver was hanging off Dick at this point. He was still stroking Dick's bleached blond surfer locks, but now he had turned his head almost nuzzling Dick's neck. People were starting too notice and giving them weird WTF looks.

“Come on little brother, let's find you a bed somewhere,” Dick said trying to pry Beaver off him.

“You can't leave me, Dickie!” Beaver cried out, suddenly panicked.

“I'm not leaving you, Beav. We're just going to find you somewhere to lay down.”

“That's a good idea. I don't think my legs are working right,” as if on cue Beaver lost his footing, almost bashing his head on a nearby coffeetable.

Dick realized how pointless it was expecting Beaver to walk on his own. Heedless of any negative attention or confused looks he slung Beaver over his shoulder and headed for the nearest bedroom.
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