Instinct (Story's Beginning)

Nero stared at himself in the Mirror, He looked into his own eyes, the colour of sedated maroon, Nero never felt like He belonged anywhere, true he was Half black on his mother's side, but despite him being a very beautiful bronze colour, You could tell almost immediately that He was half Greek, He was a tall six foot one, lightweight with just enough muscle to not pass as skinny, but not enough to pass as strong, His hair was long and thick, the unkempt curls spiralling down from his head, He was by no means ugly, He had quite a stoic look set up for himself, He merely lacked the weight to pull it off

"You look like a King who hasn't eaten in four days" Adele would sometimes joke, even still Nero pushed away a lock of his midnight black hair and put in his earphones, being careful not to start playing it until He was up there.

Nero felt his instincts tugging at him and without a second more delay He began to march his way over to his window, things began to slow for him, suddenly movement required no thought whatsoever, his mind was devoid of doubt, worry or fear, He was following his Instinct "Just a little, to get me outside." He thought, feeling his body tense up in anticipation.

In a single and powerful dive, Nero tossed himself headfirst out of the window, his body passing through the frame untouched as His hand caught suddenly on the windowsill.

Nero's form spun at the abrupt stop, landing softly against the brick of the estate building as He used his foot to hold himself in place, there Nero hung for a moment, nearly 15 meters high up, with only the adjacent building to break his fall, if he could reach it that is.

Taking a sharp breath, Nero pulled himself up momentarily before kicking hard against the building, sending himself soaring through the cool air, where he landed elegantly on the opposing roof.

Rolling smoothly to his feet, Nero immediately began to feel the rush, the burning sensation in his muscles, the explosion of Impulse that He had been restraining: finally released.

He Smiled, pulling out his phone and carefully choosing the song, it had to be something faster, more active, something that inflamed his Instinct instead of subduing it "In My Mind, Part Three." He said to himself with a smile, flicking on the song before securing his phone in his zip-up pocket.

The Moon illuminated the path ahead, his usual circuit was well planned, this showed in the eagerness with which He burst into a sprint, tossing himself on top of another rooftop, kicking off the side to keep momentum, He gradually began to move faster and faster, jumping and flipping with great dexterity in the places that no one saw him, the rooftops of London were Nero's playground, a place where he could safely vent his Instincts, burn the ingrained feeling to surge with energy, to follow complete impulse, to be a visceral beast with no care for others.

Without his running, Nero would still be the way He was when He was a kid, a nasty and aggressive little shit

"That isn't who I am, not anymore." He told himself the moment the thought of it even nearly returned, He didn't fight anymore, He wasn't a loud-mouth anymore, He didn't lust over every girl that He saw anymore, his focus helped in refining who He was as a person, but in order for his Instincts to remain tucked away where they wouldn't cause trouble, Nero needed to Run, He needed to Vent, or the Old him might just get out.

Nero leapt from an apartment complex onto the chimney, standing on a single leg to admire the view, looking out into the sea of light that was South-end in the night, Nero turned his face up to the Full moon, the pale light empowering him and his thoughts

"I've been pathetic. All-day, just moping around because of Becky's rejection" He thought to himself, the fires of his Instinct still burning "First thing after work tomorrow, I'm going into Eye-Candy and I'm asking Kira to come to Unique with me, she's funny, she's smart and a Babe, ten times the woman that Becky ever could be!" Nero grinned, his fists clenching as he kicked hard into a backflip, his featherweight form easily spinning into a landing as He began his course back home.

the path back was a little more difficult, Nero had chosen this way on purpose "Need to be nice and drained by the time I get back" He thought, pulling himself up on a ledge before breaking back into his sprint, being very very careful to avoid the Bank's roof, his Aunt Minie wouldn't tolerate Him being arrested again.

Nero had begun to think on where exactly Adele stood in everything, she and Becky had been friends for years, both were very popular girls on campus, but after Becky dissed Nero in front of everyone, utterly destroying him verbally and tarnishing his already dwindling reputation as the weird book guy, Adele doesn't even seem to be upset with Her, Hell she's gonna be partying with Her tonight and tomorrow night

"I swear that girl doesn't care about anything but **** and partying," He thought to himself "And if she doesn't control herself, then we might have another incident" Nero felt himself begin to harden at the prospect but **** himself to put it out of his mind, rapidly approaching the long pipe that He could climb up to reach his bedroom window.

The last of Nero's instinct burnt out as He pulled himself into his room, sweating and aching a little, but otherwise good, these little running trips never physically tired the Young man out, it's purpose was to blow off the steam of his inner impulses and it had served that exact purpose. Nero checked his watch, seeing that it was quarter too two in the morning, "Need to get some sleep, I have work at 10." He reminded himself, quickly pulling away at his clothes and tossing himself into his bed, without the worry of his Aunt Minie's interrogations as to his prior whereabouts, it would be a nice and calm, peaceful night, where he could rest without a care in the world.

"Yo..." Nero's eyes opened lazily, staring blankly as warm breath brushed against his face, almost immediately he could smell the booze on her breath, feel the overly warm temperature of Her body as she lay beside him

"Adele?" He said a little confused, the disorientation of only being half-awake preventing him from seeing what was happening

"Hey Nezza, are You awake?" Her voice was a mumble, a drunken slurring mumble

"Am now." He said, rubbing his eyes, "What's wrong, I have to rest for work tom-" Nero froze, Adele was in his bed, under the covers, "Adele what are You-" He paused again, feeling two large soft lumps, tipped with something hard pushing against him

"I didn't find anybody... at the club, again." She slurred, holding back a hiccup as Nero began to panic a little

"ah shit." He thought, realizing how very drunk and very naked his cousin was next to him "I'm starting to think that I'm not that pretty, not as pretty as Becky, that fucking perfect little cow..." Nero didn't move, He didn't speak, He thought that the next time that this would happen, he'd say something, do something, but He couldn't.

No one exactly tells You on how to react when Your Cousin, adopted or no, comes onto You "You think I'm pretty, right Nezza?" He noticed her eyes now that he could focus, seeing just how dilated her pupils where "She's been doing Pills again." He thought, shifting uncomfortably "Adele I-"

"Of course You do, I mean..." Adele interrupted, her hands slipping down to grasp at his cock, which was hard as an iron bar "...Look how hard You are for me." Nero knew where this was going, knew that it was wrong and that He should stop her.

"Stop her?" He thought, his instinct already beginning to flare despite having burned it all away "There's no changing Her mind when it's made up." He remained himself, laying back and sighing "You promised me that You'd stop doing those Pills, Adele." he said sternly, Adele simply chuckled however

"I know, I know, I'm just so bored and... I can't do anything to You without them."

"You said that last time, You also said that You wouldn't do this again." Adele pouted, putting on a cute little sad face

"Oh come on, I just need to touch it again, pretty please Nezza, I'll just suck on it a little I promise, it's not like we're blood relatives or anything, just some fun." She stared up at him hopefully, her beautiful eyes hypnotizing him

Nero could do nothing but muster a furtive nod "This is the Last time." He muttered,

Adele giddily raised her hand "Scouts honour!" before diving without a second delay under the covers.

Nero felt his cousin tug away at his underwear, a little excited gasp sounding from her "Mmmm I kept forgetting how big it is..." Nero felt her soft hands touch playfully at his member, the surface of her palm only covering about 30 percent of his eight-inch cock, the pleasuring sensation of her tight grip making Nero grit his teeth, the urge to close his fingers into her frizzy hair and drive his cock right into her throat was powerful indeed

"No, I have to focus, I have to keep control." Nero thought, pushing down his instinct with everything he had, even as she ran her wet tongue across the head of his member, the sensitivity almost made him yelp, but He contained it, tightly closing his eyes as Adele began to suck on him, her hands beginning to pump him for his cum, immediately and suddenly forcing as much as she could stuff into the warmth of her mouth, Nero groaned at the over-stimulation, his hands gripping on the covers of his bed as Adele sucked him off mercilessly.

Adele pushed the weight of her head on him, forcing more and more of his poll into her throat as she began to **** on the length, He could feel the pulsing in her neck, the muscles in her throat tightening as her throat begged to be filled.

Nero exhaled, his cousin grabbing his hands and placing them in her bushy hair, He took the cue, tightly locking his fingers in the soft mane and forcing her even further so that she consumed half of his monstrous length, Nero felt the shock of his climax leap into him, his hips thrusting into her throat as his cum began to burst out, filling her stomach full of his sticky white seed.

Adele crawled up Nero's body like a centipede, the soft nudity of her body brushing on him as her head emerged into the open, She smiled, her cheeks filled with his cum, which she promptly gulped down with a lazy grin "Tastes so sweet and there's so much of it..." Adele chuckled, stretching up to kiss his cheek, her wet but soft lips remaining for a moment before she met his eyes "I love You, Nero." Nero frowned, staying silent for a moment before uttering a simple

"I know."

Before long she was stumbling back to her Room and Nero was contemplating his life-choices. Above anything else, He was angry, not that his cousin had **** herself on him for the third time now, but because his maelstrom of hideously overpowering instinct had returned with a fury, He wouldn't sleep that night, at least not properly, no man could sleep with that kind of fire inside of him.