Another attempt at drabbling
Ship: Jamesoncest
NSFW
TW: Incest
V: Meant To Love
As the night fell, and everyone seem to be in bed, Noah came into Stephen's room, walking silently and closing the doors trying not to make any noise. Once he closed the door to Stephen's bedroom, Stephen jumped on his back and hugged him tight, surprising him enough to make them both giggle and call for each other's silence.
"Don't make noise, you'll wake Luca up." Noah whispered, laughing as he turned around
"Then shut up and kiss me."
Stephen pulled from him and their lips met, both of them smiling for each other's silliness. The tenderness imbued in it was natural sweet soft and a little bit lusting. As proven by the fact that they were both walking backwards to the younger's bed, and pulling each other's clothes out.
As the kiss was broken ─ and the bed's ending touched ─, Noah kissed Stephen's forehead after Stephen kissed his chin. Both of them got rid of their pants, that were then resting on the floor, and themselves, about to lay on their backs, were now only having their underwear on.
"I love you." They both whispered, to each other's ear, as their arms were wrapped around each other. That was what all of that was about. It wasn't the sex, nor the lust. It was the love they felt for each other. A love they were meant to have, but that they took on higher levels.
As the hug was broken, Stephen was pushed to the bed by his brother, who later sat on his lap and cupped his face for another kiss. Fierce as it was, it made something in Stephen light on, and return it as eager as his brother gave it in the first time.
Noah, who was already used to his brother's turn ons, only smiled and teased. Pulling his hands down and in between them, the more experienced tomorrow person, stood up lightly, using the distance between their bodies to tug the other's boxers off as slowly as possible, and forcing his mind to feel his own fingers doing it.
The imagery coming into his mind, forced a moan of arousal out of Stephen's throat whose eyes looked up for a moment before focusing on his brothers. Being slightly more rough, he gripped at the other's boxers and pulled him close, his fingers playing on until rubbing the base of his length.
Once naked, and expose, Stephen rolled over and changed positions with Noah, forcing his head to hit the bed ─ and make noise in between. Stephen, who then contained a laugh, apologized with a short kiss, pressing his lips on the others. Sorry.
Noah, who looked at him amused, pushed his head down, knowing it didn't bother him. Apologize better. He joked, although he knew Stephen would take the hint.
As he was pushed down, and hitting his brothers hand of because challenging was funnier, he decided to focus on.
Warm lips wrapped around the other's unmarked nipple, teasing the skin as he nipped and pulled lightly. A slow lick given around, as his fingers, scratching the surface, trailed down to his legs and sneaked under the boxers through its legs, coming up to the tights, massaging to provoke a reaction.
Noah, whose senses were all up, felt his skin heating from the contact and the blood pumping down. His breathing getting harder for the arousal was the only thing louder than his heart beat. His hand, seeking to make contact with his brother, cupped his neck and their eyes meet for a moment, as his thumbs rubbed behind his ears. Making Stephen to react, leaning his head back and closing his eyes in pleasure.
"I'm not a cat." He teased.
"You're reaction says otherwise."
Stephen took the remaining piece of clothes, digging his fingers all along his legs and stopping by the knees. As he buried his head on Noah's groin, and being handles, he licked the warm member up, using his thick lips to manipulate it on his own advantage. "Cocky..." Lips wrapped around his cock and his brother began to suck him off.
Noah gasped, even if it didn't came without a warning, it felt sudden, and his brother was really good at it. His thin lips felt nice but it was what he did with his throat once it was hard enough what he found more pleasant. As he closet it around for a few seconds. The way his lips made pressure, the way he sucked, and rubbed made his hands useless, even if he used to jerk him everytime he was working on its head.
Stephen choked a little as he finished and left his hand around it, as he came up for a kiss. Smiling, laughing, barfing. "I'm not a dog." He repeated which made Noah laugh.
