I need Lochlan to be sweet and fluffy and tipsy and horny and bold again.
Nuzzling Saxon’s neck with his nose, putting his giggling lips against the soft skin and convincing Saxon with all his purity and innocence.
Saxon's body is aroused but he’s still far too tense, and Lochlan just wants his brother to feel good, wants to be there for him, like he is always there for him, so he whispers in his ear, his voice so pure but also a little cheeky at the same time: “You know why it's forbidden, don't you? Because it's bad for the babies, it's forbidden to make babies. But...” He licks his lips before he boldy sticks out his tongue and lets it glide over Saxon's collarbone, and is so proud, begins all beaming when he sees, hears and feels Saxon moan softly in response. It makes him even braver, spurs him on, because Saxon wants to make a seducer out of him, doesn't he? So his hand glides under Saxon's shorts and encloses Saxon's hard cock.
“But do you really think I'd get pregnant if I …“ It feels so good to have the cock in his hand again. He wants to do all kind of things with it. All kinds of things. Like… „ But do you think I'd get pregnant if I swallowed ...your cum?” He does have to smile sheepishly at his boldness now, what is he doing here? But at the same time he's so ready. Even more so when his eyes meet Saxon's, lookig at him, pleadingly, vulnerable and scared... And Lochlan knows he will take away all of Saxon’s fear and make it good for him. So good.