GAY ANGELS

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[It's the middle of summer and they're stuck house sitting. Their dad is away for the whole month.... Not really that unusual, he's always away on business. And their mom has been gone for a long while now. So it's just him, in charge of taking care of things, and his brother.

And the heat. Noel flops on the couch next to his little brother and groans, passing over a soda. It's already evening but the heat just doesn't let up. It really saps the strength out of Noel, but what it also does is... Well.

It's difficult being a teenager and gay and alone in a house with your brother who is actually really hot and you absolutely should not find attractive because he's your brother, and so as usual Noel slides his eyes away from his brother quickly after passing him the soda. Dinner was about half an hour ago so there's nothing left to do but sort of melt together in this heat.]

It's too hot to live. Revive me when it's November.

Comments

[amurdermostfowl]

[he returns, after thoroughly embarrassing a pizza guy who thought he was totally straight until right about then

returns, still in towel, toting pizza, paper plates, and some soda for good measure.]

[plotluck]

Wow you look like an angel.

[It's a bad flirty pickup line but. You know.]

[amurdermostfowl]

[just kind of

stares at him]

[plotluck]

What...? Was that bad?

[amurdermostfowl]

[getting his wits about him pretty fast.]

It was awful. And you've really gotta save that sort of thing for when I'm not just. In a towel and carrying pizza.

[plotluck]

I dunno, that sounds pretty perfect to me and I'm looking at it.

[amurdermostfowl]

[INCOHERENT TSUNDERE SQUAWK]

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[Laughing and gesturing for him to come over already.]

[amurdermostfowl]

[comes over, sliding his bundle securely on the bedside table and

climbing in Noel's lap

straddling him

you know, in just a towel.]

[plotluck]

[His laughter kind of dies to be replaced by a soft look of awe, tilting his head up and settling his arms around Rowan's waist.] ...This is real, huh?

[amurdermostfowl]

Isn't it?

[pinching his cheek, for good measure. but he clearly likes that reaction.]

[plotluck]

[He smiles a little at the pinching and then reaches up to tug his brother's face closer.] Sleep in my bed tonight. [It's a thrill to say, illicit and exciting.]

[amurdermostfowl]

Bossy.

[but he leans in the rest of the way to press his lips to Noel's, and speaks against his mouth.]

But it'll be my pleasure.

[plotluck]

[God he really wants to do a lot of horny teenage boy things right now. He settles for pressing the kiss, this time actually more than a chaste press of lips, licking at his brother's for access. He wants more, something wet and hot and forbidden and Rowan's mostly naked in his lap practically inviting him to take it.]

[amurdermostfowl]

[It's satisfying, every moment where Noel pushes to prove that he wants Rowan. It's not on purpose for his brother, of course, but that just makes it sweeter. Something to hold onto. He's not above using himself as bait to have this feeling.

He lets Noel in, meeting his tongue with his own, kissing him like someone with far more experience than he should have, but ultimately letting Noel lead from there.]

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[It sends arousal down his spine, hot and pleasant. He wants to know who the hell his brother has been kissing, but ah.. Well it doesn't matter much when he's pretty content exploring Rowan's mouth and sucking on his tongue, pleasantly lewd hot until he has to break for air. Honestly he could just spend all evening kissing Rowan like this.]

[amurdermostfowl]

[Rowan is completely up for just kissing like this until Noel wants to push it further. Placing all progression in Noel's lap will keep Rowan from getting out of hand again, and it just seems responsible to let the younger, less experienced half of this figure stuff out at his own pace.

He makes a pleased sound when they break for air, staying in close and sharing the same breaths.]

[plotluck]

You wanna eat first or make out some more? [Is Noel's very romantic question, murmured against Rowan's lips. He's pretty torn himself. On the one hand, being a teenager, he's always hungry. On the other hand, being a teenager, he's absolutely also really horny.]

[amurdermostfowl]

Pizza first is probably best.

[amused but also, you know, totally charmed.]

[plotluck]

'kay.

[He reaches around Rowan so Rowan doesn't have to get out of his lap, snagging the box and settling it next to them so they can both have pizza. Good plans.]

[amurdermostfowl]

[oh my god

just

thunks his forehead on Noel's shoulder, laughing helplessly]

[plotluck]

[He grins, pretty pleased? His little brother is happy and laughing and there is pizza and also his brother is half naked on his lap and their dating his guesses so.... Life is great?]

If you don't hurry I'm gonna eat it all.

[amurdermostfowl]

--You'd better not!

[that gets him moving, snatching up a slice of pizza and holding it protectively away from Noel]

[plotluck]

[He laughs and for a little while it's just quiet pizza eating time.]

[amurdermostfowl]

[dinner is important, feeding themselves is important, this is a good and valid use of their time and sexual tension]