14. Stick your tongue out.
Meanwhile, Casey and Henry had just arrived at the penthouse.
Casey
Too bad Dad couldn’t come back with us. *disappointed*
Casey
*takes Hans' silence as an agreement*
Casey
You think so too, brother.
Hans
*speechless* (Not a chance.)
Hans
*doesn't reply and sits on the sofa*
Casey
*sits on the sofa too*
Hans
*stares intently at Casey*
Hans
Why is my baby brother sitting so far away?
Casey
*looks at Hans flustered* Who's Shy?!
Hans
Then come closer. *pats the space beside him*
Casey
*hesitate but inches closer*
Hans
*scoops Casey and places him to sit between his legs*
Casey found himself snug in Hans' embrace, his smaller frame tucked securely against him.
Casey
*stiff* B-Brother, too close.
In fact, Casey had been trembling from the cold since entering the penthouse a while ago.
Maybe the air conditioning had been on for a while, making it too cold.
Hans
*stares at Casey's small, white neck*
Casey was startled when Hans suddenly hugged his waist and rested his head on his right shoulder.
Casey
Don't do that brother. *awkward*
Hans
*continues to kiss his neck*
Casey couldn't handle the overwhelming sensation and embarrassment.
He wanted his brother to continue, but at the same time, he felt that not stopping him was wrong.
So, he decided to resist.
Hans
Keep still. *hugs Casey tighter*
Hans
Brother's just warming you up.
Casey
I-Is that so? *stops struggling*
Hans
*kiss his collarbone*
Casey
Itchy. *about to scratch his skin that was kissed*
Hans
Let brother help. *whisper in Casey's ear*
Unexpectedly, Hans bit and licked Casey's collarbone.
He then carefully retraced his way back, leaving a shallow hickey on each spot.
Casey
B-Brother. *trembles more*
Hans
Hm? *continues leaving hickey*
A soft moan escaped Casey as a wave of unfamiliar tension washed over him.
Subconsciously, he felt a strange sense of comfort in his brother's actions.
He liked the new, intense feeling of the marks.
Hans
You sound so good, baby. *whisper in Casey's ear*
Casey
*blush like a tomato*
Casey
*gently pushes Hans face away*
Casey
Brother, stop. I'm not cold anymore.
Hans held Casey's hand against his cheek, his gaze so alluring that Casey felt an instinctive urge to surrender to him, a feeling he didn't recognize.
Suddenly, he remembered his brother's and his so-called uncle's conversation from just an hour ago.
Casey
Who's Julian, Bother?
Casey was unaware that his tone had a hint of jealousy, and his uncomfortable expression only served to confirm Hans' belief that he was indeed jealous.
Hans
*contemplates on what to reply*
Hans was thrilled to see Casey affected. He even wanted to see him cry because of him.
Casey
(So, I'm not the only one my brother kisses, hugs, and smiles at?)
Hans Zhan was his brother, and only he could be near him.
Hans
*pleased by Casey's reaction* (Think of me more.)
Hans
He's filming a movie.
Casey
*confused* He's a cameraman?
Casey
How long did you know each other?
Hans
Lian is 20, and we've known each other since childhood.
Hans
I love him very much.
Hans jaw subtly tightened, indicating his restrained excitement at seeing Casey bothered.
Hans
Anyway, I also love my baby brother.
Hans
*nuzzle his cheek against Casey's cheek*
Casey
*pout* (It should only be me.)
Casey
Huh? *looks at Hans and blush*
Hans
What are you thinking about?
Hans
*looks at Casey's lips*
Casey held Hans's gaze, their noses a breath apart. When Hans's eyes lingered on his lips, Casey's eyelids fluttered closed.
Casey
C-Can we do it again?
Casey
*bites his tongue in nervousness*
Hans
*press his thumb on Casey's lower lip*
Hans
Do you want brother to help you?
Casey
If it's alright with you.
Hans' eyes sparkled with excitement at the reply.
With a smooth motion, he turned Casey to face him and made him sit on his lap.
Casey
*flustered* Brother, this position is–
Hans
Stick your tongue out.
Casey froze, his mind going completely blank. Sitting on a handsome man's lap felt so strange and new.
He swallowed his nervousness and decided to comply because he didn't want his brother to be angry at him.
Casey
*slowly stick his tongue out*
Suddenly, Hans leaned forward and licked Casey's tongue.
Casey
*about to pull back*
Hans
*hold Casey's nape to restrain him*
Hans
You agreed for me to help you.
Casey
(But, isn't this treatment wrong?)
Hans
Hurry. *kiss the corner of Casey's lips*
Casey frowned at his brother. He liked kissing him, but... tongue?
And didn't his brother have a boyfriend?
Casey, afraid of his brother's disapproval, trembled and parted his lips slightly, the most he could manage.
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