Reflections of Me

by Yumoyori Wilson

  "Doesn't that make me selfish?" he asked.

  "Not one bit. Sometimes you have to focus on yourself and achieving the things you want to do before you can give yourself to other people. ‘You have to love yourself before you can love another person wholeheartedly’ as the saying goes," I replied.

  He nodded in understanding and gave me a small smile. "Can I do something I feel like doing now?"

  "Sure."

  "Can I give you another hug?" I giggled before I quickly nodded. He pulled me into his arms once more, hugging me tightly.

  "I'm glad I met you, Jewel," he mumbled. “And I kinda miss your long hair."

  I smirked and tightened my arms around him. "You said I looked cute."

  He pulled back to give me a teasing look. "I did because you do look cute. However, I like you with long hair."

  "Why is that?" I questioned. He leaned in to whisper in my ear.

  "It's nice to slide my hands into it, and it would be nice to tug on it while I fuck you."

  I liked my lips and gave him a seductive look. "There are other ways to be playful, Brax," I purred.

  He chuckled and lowered his head so our lips could meet. "Did you shower after class?"

  "Nope. Was way too tired. Why?" I questioned with a playful grin, knowing exactly where this was going.

  "Would it be a little weird for our first date to be in the shower?" he asked.

  "Hmm. I did say you should do what makes you happy. Would that please you?" I countered.

  "Very much," he whispered against my mouth, nibbling on my bottom lip with his teeth before pressing those smooth lips to mine yet again.

  "Someone can come in."

  "I locked the door," he replied, and in one quick swoop I was in his arms as he walked to the showers.

  "Just because you locked it, doesn't mean we're safe. What if the janitor comes?" I questioned through giggles.

  "I wrote an out of service sign and posted it on the front. We are good." He chuckled.

  "Very sneaky," I mumbled, and he lowered his head to give me a peck on the cheek.

  "When this semester is done, and we have some time off, can we go out? Just you and me." He spoke quietly, lowering my legs to stand on the tiled floors.

  "Yes. I'd like that," I admitted.

  "Me too." His eyes trailed down my body as he bit the left side of his lips in desire. He stepped back and began to unbutton his uniform while I pulled off my loose red shirt and slid down my sweatpants.

  My bra was next as I watched Braxton toss his shirt to the cubby to my left and unbuckled his belt in haste. His pants and boxers slid down his muscled legs, and my eyes enjoyed ogling his dazzling nakedness.

  I slid my panties off and dropped them to my left where my other clothes were in a messy pile. I turned and made my way over to the same spot we'd first shared when I'd been a guy. The memory was fresh in my mind of exactly how he'd firmly held my cock and slid his hand up and down before I'd switched back.

  Now that we were together, I wasn't afraid to try to enjoy how it felt to have an orgasm as a male. I was a little disappointed that I couldn't switch to my male side to try it, but I hoped there would be an opportunity in the near future for me.

  Facing Braxton again, I watched as a knowing smile spread across his face. I reached out and turned on the shower head and enjoyed the spray of the cool water as it landed on my hot skin.

  Brax's eyes darkened as he approached. My back pressed against the tiled wall to give Braxton a chance to get soaked by the stream of water.

  I appreciated how the droplets trickled down his muscular chest before my eyes followed their path down his six-pack, V-lines, and of course his massive cock

  Now that I got a good look at it, I knew he was 7.5", maybe even 8". Either way, I knew I was about to get a very good fucking by this man who clearly knew exactly what he wanted.

  He reached where I stood, lowering his head to caress my lips with his own. I gave him a tender kiss while I raised my hands to rest on his biceps. His hands that rested on my hips ever so slowly skimmed up my sides and began to fondle my breasts.

  Our lazy kisses grew into intense hunger, our bodies pressed against each other before we moved back into the stream of cool water.

  Those cold droplets weren't doing anything to cool the heat running through me and the pulsating warmth growing between my legs as I wrapped my arms around his neck and melted in his hold.

  I could feel his cock between my legs resting against my entrance, and I was in a hurry to feel every inch of him ease into my wet pussy. Brax moved us back to the wall, pressing me firmly against it as he lifted his hand to slide through my short locks. He gripped them tightly, sending pleasure spearing through me. I arched slightly, leaning my head back for him to suck on my neck and leave bite marks that I could guarantee would linger for a few days.

  "Brax," I moaned through gasps, my body begging for him to fulfill my growing need for him.

  "I should try to resist you," he commented.

  "Resist huh? I bet you wouldn't be able to resist me giving you a blow job," I playfully declared.

  "Bet? What happens if I can't and you win?" he asked. I went on my tiptoes, and he lowered his head slightly for me to whisper in his ear.

  "You'll need to lift me up, pin me to this wall, and fuck me with every ounce of power in you," I purred, using my teeth to tug at his ear. He shivered at my touch.

  "If I resist?" he moaned, clearly enjoying the way I was now sucking on his neck.

  "You can do whatever you want with me," I murmured against his flesh. I reached his nape and bit him a little harder than I normally would. I immediately sucked on the tender section.

  His loud moan thrilled me, and I could feel he was going to lose this bet really fast.

  "I accept your challenge. I won't lose." He grunted, and I smiled against his flesh before giving the same spot a peck.

  "We'll see about that, Brax," I warned, my eyes locking onto his. Our gazes didn't budge as he moved back a little, giving me enough room to lower to my knees. I grinned at the way his chest rose and fell, his lustful eyes giving me their full attention.

  I grabbed the base of his cock, stroking it up and down before I guided it to my mouth. He inhaled sharply as I teased the tip of his hardness, drawing circles over and over at snail's pace before I latched my lips onto the head of his cock, forming a tight grip. I moved forward as slowly as I could.

  "Fuck."

  I could feel him tense up while his cock hardened. The water that was pooling beneath my legs wouldn't cool me off with how hot his words made me feel.

  I began to move forward and back, making sure every move counted. His cock was so big, but I wouldn't dare lose this challenge. I wanted him to cry out and cum into my mouth because of what I was doing to him. I wanted him to lose control.

  As I increased my pace, I knew Braxton had lost when he let out a frustrated grunt and his hands tangled into my short locks. I thought he'd tell me to stop, but he merely kept my head still before he moved his hips, fucking my mouth at an accelerated rate.

  "Dammit, Jewel! So damn good. How am I supposed to win?" He moaned and then grunted while he kept pumping his cock.

  His legs trembled, and I could feel the tension in his cock as it grew harder and harder, signaling to me that he was going to release his load in my mouth at any second.

  "Jewel, I'm gonna cum. Shit!" He lost it with a final moan, his load shooting into my mouth jet after jet. I took every drop of his warm cum and swallowed. Shit...

  I didn't think a guy could cum so much until now. Brax slowly pulled out, and I caught my breath, attempting to ignore how horny that whole process had made me. I looked up and grinned.

  "I wi-mhm?!" I began but was cut off by the fierce kiss Brax delivered.

  "Stand up," he ordered and released his hold on my hair. His husky voice only made me giggle as I stood, flicking my short locks.

  "Short locks aren't bad, are they?" I teased. He had a
playful grin on his face before it turned into a heated gaze as his eyes trailed my naked body once more.

  I pressed my back against the wall again. "Your expression tells me I'm about to be fucked senseless," I mumbled. My mind told me I might have a bit off more than I could chew, but my body was prepared for a lustful shower filled with exotic pleasure.

  He smirked as he reached me, and I lifted my arms again to hook around his neck. His hands glided down my body until he reached my ass, slapping it once before hoisting me up and resting my backside against the tiles.

  He held my weight with ease and shot me a confident grin. "Ready, Precious? Don't complain later."

  "Do your worst, Brax," I purred.

  "So fucking sore," I complained, as I lifted my arm to try to stretch the tight spot in my shoulder.

  After winning the bet and getting fucked senseless, we waited for me to have enough energy to switch back to my male form. Even though it was the evening, we didn't want to risk me being on campus and people wondering why I was with Braxton instead of Logan. There were a few students who knew Logan was my boyfriend from the party we attended during the first semester.

  At least as Jinn, I blended in as usual. We headed home afterward, and Brax texted Kage to ask if he could leave us something to eat, knowing the others must have already had dinner without us.

  "I warned you," Brax said with the biggest grin on his face.

  I groaned, both of us coming up to the corner of our street. "Yes, but fuck. No sympathy? Remind me not to make bets with you."

  "If they’re pleasurable bets, I'll make sure I forget to remind you." Brax chuckled. I grinned, shaking my head.

  "Brax? Jinn?"

  We turned to see Nick walking towards us with two other guys. I studied them carefully, unsure why Nick was hanging with senior students. They definitely weren't first years like us, their blazers having a different front badge that I'd yet to see.

  Brax must have noticed my uneasiness. He rested his arm on my shoulder as he stood right at my side.

  "Nick, what's up? Were you looking for Zane or something?" Brax inquired. He looked slightly irritated, and I figured it was because Nick hadn't used his full name.

  "Nah. Think Zane is arguing with his bro? I knocked on the door, but the quiet redhead said Zane was busy with shit or whatever. They haven't been getting along, huh?" Nick replied.

  Brax and I both frowned at the news but tried to keep our worry at bay. "Siblings fight all the time. They'll get over it. I didn't know you had senior friends?” I pointed out, looking at the two individuals whose focus was directly on me and not Brax.

  "Oh yeah. They are my homeboys. They help outside of campus. You know, get the word out and everything about the latest at Brighten. I think our exams this semester are going to be off campus like they did three years ago. I think when you were in Brighten, Brax," Nick pointed out.

  I felt Brax's body tense, and he replied. "And where did you hear that from?"

  "Zane told me! Said that you attended Brighten before, but you stopped and waited for him to be accepted which was like two and a half years ago or something like that. Man, you're such an awesome brother, Brax," Nick praised.

  "It's Braxton. Don't know who said you could call me Brax, but not just anyone can use my shortened name. And thanks," Brax mumbled.

  He didn't wait for Nick to reply, urging me to start moving. "Uh, tell Zane I'll see him tomorrow!" Nick replied.

  I looked over my shoulder to see them begin to walk away, the two seniors laughing and taking turns ruffling Nick's hair. What the hell was that about?

  "I seriously need to beat some sense into Zane. He can't be telling people about my past just because he thinks it'll make him friends," Brax muttered.

  "You think that's the reason?" I asked.

  "When you want to fit in, anyone can ask you something and you share to please them. You're gaining their trust. I know those guys."

  "The seniors?" I asked.

  "Ya. They aren't senior students, they're alumni. They were in my year when I started, so they've graduated."

  "When you graduate, aren't you supposed to be a Mage Warrior?" I asked. We stopped in front of the house and Brax turned to face me.

  "Mage Warriors are chosen based on a number of factors. It isn't all about grades and whether you graduate from Brighten. The school acknowledges everything you do, both at school and in the town of Natala. It's not like they have spies or anything, but people observe your behavior and how you interact with friends, family, all that stuff. Either way, 75% of us can graduate from Brighten, and only 25% get hired as a Mage Warrior."

  "What happens to the remaining graduates?" I asked

  "They have to apply. It's obviously an easier process, and there’s no limit to how many times you apply, but their judging panel is strict, and the headmaster of Brighten reviews all applications."

  "So, if you had major shit with the headmaster, you're essentially screwed."

  "Yes and no. They say they aren't allowed to 'judge' you, so that's where the no comes in. But yes, you're pretty much screwed if you piss off the headmaster. She's a woman. Women hold grudges." Brax emphasized the last part of his statement and shot me a look.

  I lifted an eyebrow at him. "Really?"

  "Don't deny that you don't remember arguing with Logan five years ago at the exact time, date, and location," Brax countered.

  I pouted my lips and rolled my eyes. "Something along those lines and it was four years ago since we've had a major argument. He bought me a bouquet of roses that were actually chocolate! Oh man, those were really good. I shared them with Alice and my mom, but Alice ate most of them."

  Brax sighed. "Exactly my point. Women are dangerous. If I ever piss you off, tell me right away."

  I chuckled. "I'll keep that in mind. Maybe you should remember not to kiss me when I'm a g-"

  My eyes widened at the touch of his lips, and he pulled back with a wide grin. "What?"

  "Oh c'mon. You knew what I was going to say dammit!" I huffed, punching his arm. He's always kissing me when I'm a guy!

  "Ow! Jeez, Jinn. I think I should have been rougher on you," he grumbled.

  "Rougher?! You were holding back?!" I gawked at him.

  He gave me a seductive grin. "Let's go deal with my brothers before Kage starts breaking shit."

  "You're avoiding my damn question, Brax! And Kage breaking stuff? Kage is quiet and innocent, he wouldn-"

  * * *

  *CRASH*

  * * *

  We looked at the front door, and Braxton sighed. "Yup. Zane must have ticked Kage off for him to break something. If I don't intervene, Zane will get a black eye."

  We rushed up to the front door, and Brax opened it. I entered first, heading for the sound of shouting coming from the living room. I didn't even make it to the doorway when a strong arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me back.

  I looked up to see Maximus with a frown. "Maxi? What was that-" I began, but something soared past us into the wall. I gawked at the broken glass and then Braxton there with us.

  "This is gonna be a pain in the butt," Brax grumbled.

  "Stop fucking throwing shit!" Zane's loud voice exclaimed.

  "Why don't you stop fucking pissing me off you fucker!" Kage roared. All three of us exchanged looks and cautiously moved to the doorway where Logan was watching the two brothers face each other.

  I glanced at Zane who had a cut on his cheek, the blood already rolling down and staining his white shirt. I looked at Kage whose eyes were filled with so much anger he almost looked like a different person.

  He was trembling, and things around him were levitating off the shelves and counters of the drawers. Well shit! What the fuck happened?

  "Uh, Zane said something stupid and Kage snapped." Alice calm voice entered my mind. I didn't know where Alice was, but knowing the situation at hand, she was most likely upstairs with Koa.

  I knew from when I was upset it was never a good idea for
your familiar to be so close. One, because our feelings affected theirs, and two, they could react in a defensive way and attack the person in question by accident.

  With how angry Kage must have been to start breaking stuff, I think the house would be at risk if Alice weren’t with Koa.

  "Jewel, switch back," Brax advised.

  I didn't fight his command, closing my eyes and pulling back my magic. I was in my female form in seconds, wearing the sweatpants and red t-shirt from before.

  "Alice said Zane said something, and Kage snapped," I explained, looking at Brax who had a troubled expression on his face as he bit his lip.

  "Has Kage gotten this mad before?" I whispered.

  "Yes, and it's not pretty. It's a bit dangerous actually, and his mom isn't here to calm him down. She's basically the only one who could when he got THIS mad," Maxi explained.

  I looked at Logan who noticed us, and my eyes found Nixon at the kitchen island, watching everything with a blank expression. This isn't good at all.

  Brax walking into the living room, catching Zane's attention, but Kage kept his eyes locked on Zane like he was a target.

  "Kage. What's wrong?" Brax questioned cautiously. Kage didn't answer, and Zane scrunched his face.

  "Brax?! Why are you asking what's wrong with Kage when he's fucking throwing shit," Zane demanded. Brax rolled his eyes and looked at him.

  "Because every single time Kage gets mad like an erupting volcano, it’s because you say or do something fucking stupid!" Brax snapped back. He was now in older brother mode, and with Zane's tone, it looked like Brax wasn't going to have any of it.