He doesn’t give 💜 a chance to shake or nod his head before one hand comes up, plunging two of his fingers into his brother’s mouth. The softshell immediately begins to suck and lick across the digits, bobbing his head while staring with lidded eyes down between 🧡’s legs.

“You really /are/ desperate.” 🧡 utters in delighted surprise. He continues to grind their pelvises together, watching 💜 use his fingers in place of what he really wants. Eventually, though, his brother gets impatient- the ittle nips against his fingers give 🧡 enough clues.