Not Enough

Kuai Liang inhaled noisily as the cool fingers rested on his buttocks, massaging them in circular motions. They slid lightly over the firm roundness, moving up to the muscles of his entrance. The pyromancer's head and torso lay on the bed, while his ass was raised for his brother’s reach. Kuai instinctively shivered from cold as two thumbs penetrated him to the knuckle. - Is everything okay? – he heard Bi-Han’s slightly hoarse voice. It wasn’t the first time they’d fucked, but it was the second time Bi-Han was trying to use his powers in bed. The first time Kuai didn’t know how to react, so he found it hard to cum from it, and Bi-Han dropped the trying, finding another way to pleasure him. It seemed like if it had been his will – they wouldn’t have gotten out of bed at all. Bi-Han didn’t seem to stop until he was satiated…. Or until Kuai said enough. - Brother? – Bi-Han tried again, drawing his attention. His right hand rested on Kuai’s neck. The finger of the other was still inside him. He felt hot. From being with his brother like that. From being naked with his ass raised up. The hand on his neck was like an icy shower. - Yes… - Kuai moaned. He’ll give it a try. He could do it. Although Bi-Han was on his own mind, it wasn’t when they had sex. He did whatever Kuai Liang wanted him to do. – It’s… it’s okay. The hand from his neck slowly crawled over to his thigh, lightly squeezing it. - You can always say no, brother, - Bi-Han snorted.   Kuai Liang froze, feeling an icy breath on his entrance.   «Is he going to…? Oh!» - the thoughts were immediately dispelled when a hot and wet tongue penetrated him. Kuai twitched at the contrast and arched up, sobbing. He raised his hand, biting the back of his palm to stifle a long moan. Bi-Han moved his tongue rhythmically slowly fucking his brother. Kuai rocked his hips to meet his tongue. His breathing became ragged, his wet hair clinging to his face. A firm hand wrapped around his hard cock. Much colder than one, that was on his thigh. Kuai shrieked and jerked from surprise. The hand on his thigh tightened, preventing him from moving. - Shhh, - Bi-Han hissed, - or I might rip it off…. Accidentally, - he grinned as he nestled back against his pulsing entrance and moved his hand quickly, not letting his brother recover from the slightly cruel joke. It might've even ruined the mood, if Kuai Liang gave a thought to it… Kuai jerked backward as Bi-Han pulled away from him and placed both hands on his hips. He was close, so close… He stilled when the head of Bi-Han’s cock rubbed teasingly against his eager opening. - Brother, please… - Kuai Liang whispered. He had almost reached orgasm from the tongue and hand alone. But Bi-Han apparently wanted more. Bi-Han piled on top of him, resting one hand on the mattress beneath them for support. Bi-Han thrust his hips forward, entering his brother. They moaned together. - Kuai… Liang… - he whispered almost at his ear, thrusting slowly filling him up. - Oh!... – Kuai folded his hands in front of him, resting the forehead on them. Bi-Han began to move, setting a quick pace. - Bi-Han… Bi Han… - escaped from Kuai’s lips everytime the cock hit the prostate. The icy, intermittent breath tickled the back of his neck, making his hair move and his skin crawl. The cold didn’t burn him. A shiver was spreading from the back of his neck to the rest of his body. The muscles in his lower abdomen clenched in anticipation of release. Sweat dripped from his forehead down his temples and neck. It was hot. It was cold. His legs were giving out. - Bi-Han! – Kuai Liang cried out, collapsing. His cum streamed onto the sheets beneath him. He breathed heavily, coming to his senses. His body trembled. Bi-Han was no longer moving inside him. Kuai felt his brother’s still erect cock coming out of him. Kuai immediately fell on his stomach. Strong arms wrapped around his waist, flipping him onto his back. Kuai lifted his heavy eyelids and saw Bi-Han jerking himself off. His clouded gaze roamed over his brother’s naked, relaxed body. Kuai Liang dropped his head and closed his eyes, spreading his legs a little wider, letting him watch. - Ugh… - he heard after a while and a second later, he felt something sticky on his thighs and lower abdomen. Cum. It even reached his chest. Fingers sneaked to his half-open lips. Three fingers slid inside. Kuai ran his tongue over them, feeling the thick cum. Bi-Han leaned down and kissed the skin on his chest, licking up the drops, not removing fingers from the mouth. He moved lower, back to Kuai’s crotch. Now caressing his relaxed body with both hands. Kuai Liang sighed loudly through his nose, realizing that Bi-Han wasn’t done with him yet. He could have said no. But he didn’t want to.