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Leon's eyes shimmered enticingly. He was excited, giving all the signals that he wanted more, and that he wanted more now. His pupils quivered, a subtly only Chris could catch, the way they narrowed first and then widened out, dilating in the shape of a man possessed by desire.
A fresh wave of endorphins must have hit Leon's system. Chris could feel his body heat, smell how hot and sweaty he was, that deepness to his scent giving away how impure of heart he was feeling. His husband's pheromones. Chris shuddered, reacting to his husband's horniness.
There was just something about knowing the person in front of you really liked you, was really attracted to you and… And couldn't hide how much they wanted you…
Chris's toes curled from the way Leon trembled against him, just a faint shiver like all of Leon's nerves were vibrating, tuned completely into Chris. It was so hot to see his husband like this, so obviously turned on and so into him. Chris gulped unsteadily.
Shit. He must've done something right in a past life… To have a man like this gazing at him like that… Leon holding his face and smearing his thumb across his lips while he glanced up at him with an expression that conveyed how explicit those thoughts hidden behind his half lidded eyes and softly parted, slick, glazed lips, so plush looking and still slightly reddened from all of their love making were.
Chris couldn't help himself. Old age be damned. He'd find a way to get it up again.
"Mmm, c’mere,” Chris pounced on Leon, gently tackling him back down onto the couch. “Ah!” Leon gasped, landing back flat on his back. “Mmf, you animal,” he chuckled pleasurably. He liked when Chris pursued him. He liked the weight of his big husband all over him and the way his hole tightened when Chris's cum started to leak out of his ass.
“Help me get it back up,” Chris whispered into the side of Leon's face hotly, dragging a sloppy trail of kisses down his cheek bone to his jaw. It was a request so intimate yet perverted. Thrilling. The thought of being the one Chris asked to help him take care of his cock. Leon felt dirty and possessed.
He liked it, liked being held and kissed and made requests of. He always did well being told what to do, aiming to carry out a duty to the best of his ability. The secret part of him inside that sparkled at the notion of receiving praise for a job well done.
Some things just never changed with age. "Okay,” Leon murmured, shivering at the roughness of Chris's voice and his wet kisses. Chris's voice was hot on his face and he grabbed his face again, gripping Chris by his scruffy chin and giving his face a sharp little tug, stealing a hard kiss from his man.
“Mmm,” Chris groaned as he was jerked around by his sexy, tantalizing husband.
He ground his body down against Leon's and Leon opened his legs, nodding his head. But Chris’s cock was still soft even though the rest of him felt hard, muscles tense, ready to go and mount Leon again, stick it back in and start riding on him, fuck him into the couch cushions like he needed to teach Leon a lesson. He wanted to show him who he belonged to, give it to him until he was going to break, raw and hot and hard.
They both whined needily against the kiss, Leon rocking his hips against Chris's slowly like he was trying to get a feel for him, see if there was any reaction down there while they made out messily. Chris always used too much tongue when he kissed.
He dragged it over Leon's lips, getting drool on his chin and upper lip and then he'd stick it in his mouth and smear their lips together while he did it, getting more saliva on Leon's face, the wet sound of Chris kissing Leon hard, sucking on him, breaking their kiss for a loud inhale of breath and then before Leon was even ready for more, Chris was all over him again, kissing him desperately and passionately. Was he a man or a wild animal?
Usually it just took a minute of sloppy kissing to excite Chris enough to get it back up. But he was older now and his body was moving slower on the uptake these days. His eyebrow twitched as he growled against Leon's lips, pushing himself down against him in a borderline aggressive manner. Like he was getting pissed off at himself and like if he just kissed Leon harder he could get harder faster.
“Mmf- mh- mmh!!” Leon grunted against the surge of additional pressure down against his body, feeling crushed. His lips were tingling from all the rough treatment, the way Chris’s scratchy beard roughed over his face when he tilted his head against him. Leon couldn't breathe. He was being smothered.
"Hah- Chris- mmf!” Leon barely got a word out before Chris was stealing his lips again, shoving his tongue against his teeth and dominating his way right back in. Animal. "Hah-!” Leon jolted hard underneath the power of his urgency, how hard and how much Chris kissed him but he really, really needed to breathe.
“Mm… Mh..!!” Leon finally shoved
Chris off of him, using his own strength to push back on Chris's shoulders and give them some space.
"Hah… ahh!!” Leon breathed loudly and deeply, a scowl across his face as drool dripped from the corner of his lips. “This… Isn't… Working…” Leon gasped. “You keep… Fucking… Smothering… Me…!!!”
“Hah…” Chris smiled apologetically, like he was unaware he didn't just nearly kiss his husband clear into oxygen deprivation. “S- Sorry…” The lines on Leon's face just deepened as he huffed irritatedly. They both could feel the lack of success between their legs from Chris's attempt.
"Here,” Leon pushed back on Chris and Chris followed, letting Leon shove him over flat on his back so now Chris was laying down and Leon was on top.
He straddled his husband, glaring down at him through glowering eyelashes as he wiped off his mouth with the back of his hand. “Sorry,” Chris apologized again. But the look on his face didn't appear that sorry. He looked quite chuffed with himself as he gazed up and down Leon's naked body, sliding his hands up his legs to rest there on top of his firm thighs. “Usually doing it like that works,” Chris reasoned.
"Tch,” Leon scoffed, narrowing his eyes into harsh lines. “Maybe twenty years ago… Asshole…” He was still trying to catch his breath.
"Mhh,” Chris’s eyes glimmered and one corner of his lips tipped up, that expression Leon knew too well, like Chris got an idea into his head. Chris's ideas were either really great or really, really bad. Leon leaned back a little. “What… What are you thinking?”
"Thinking about something naughty. Something fucked up.” This caught Leon's attention. “Oh?” He slid his hands down onto Chris's hairy belly, tilting
his hips back just slightly onto Chris's lap. He was intrigued by the prospect of something naughty and fucked up because there was the same kind of fucked up in him that was in his husband too.
"Mhmm,” Chris groaned, letting his eyes fall shut. He savored the feeling of Leon on top of him, how it felt to have his hands on his body, touching him, the both of them still naked and Chris never wanting either of them to ever wear clothes again.
"Dunno if I should tell you,” Chris admitted, his fingertips pressing gently into Leon's thighs
where they rested. “Don't wanna weird you out.”
"No, tell me,” Leon insisted, “Curious minds are dying to know,” he repeated back to Chris like from earlier.
“Tch,” Chris scoffed with a tip of the lips. He was trapped under the weight of Leon's bare ass against his lap and there was nowhere for him to hide. “Fine… I'll tell you…”
“Mhhh?” Leon tilted his head and smiled devilishly, eager to hear his husband's sick little thoughts. He scritched his fingernails back and forth against Chris's hairy belly. It was a pleasant, ticklish sensation that gave him positive reinforcement.
Chris shivered contentedly and palmed the tops of Leon's thighs in his big hands as he sighed.
He kept his eyes shut as he began even though he could feel Leon's eyes focused completely on him. The bliss of being the one to hold Leon Kennedy’s attention raptly so. “Thinking about fucking you.”
“Okay…” That was a start… Leon lowered himself slowly down further, sliding down so their bellies touched first and then the rest of their bodies. He folded his hands over Chris's broad, hairy chest then leaned his head down on them as he gazed up, ready for Chris to divulge the next part.
“And…” Chris hesitated but then Leon began to drag his finger around Chris’s collar, copying him slowly, drawn out, “... And…?”
"And we're brothers…”
Leon's eyebrows shot up a little and he felt Chris go tense under him like he was bracing for impact. But Leon just chuckled softly with a shake of his head. “Chris…” He stroked one finger down the middle of Chris's chest, scritching his nail gently back and forth against the hair there. “We've done this before… Plenty of times... Why are you acting so fucking coy
about it?”
“Mh- It's just…” Chris sighed, trying to relax under Leon's comfortable ministrations but still
slightly tense and nervous. “I know it's pretty fucking dirty."
“Tch,” Leon scoffed quietly, pressing himself up slightly so he could see Chris better and Chris groaning under the brief amount of friction. Leon was really warm on top of him and it felt good to be caged in between his legs. "Really..?” Leon took in Chris’s expression, his closed eyes and furrowed brows. It felt like Chris was even holding his breath too.
Leon sighed, melting back down against his chest and shifting his body against his, snuggling in. “You know that I’m the one that even started that… Started that between us you know…”
It was true. Many, many, many years ago now when they didn't have grey hair or wrinkles yet, Leon had confessed in an admission of deep, deep guilt and shame that he had a thing in his brain that made him find the concept of older brothers attractive.
But it was only in the seclusion of his private, fucked up mind, not that it made him feel any better, but he felt obligated to confess this to Chris when their relationship started to take a more serious turn
and he wanted to give Chris the chance to get out before he got in too deep with someone like
him...
Luckily to Leon's overwhelming and massive relief, Chris had taken the whole thing in stride. The build up to Leon's confession had Chris on edge, filled with so much anxiety and worry. He was relieved all of the worry was just for a kink and not like, the fact Leon was working up to admit he had cheated on him or was leaving him or not in love with him anymore...
"You know, Leon," Chris reassured him, "I'm not opposed to the idea. I want to know... Wanna know what you like. What you think about... And for the record, it's not that weird, every other person has a daddy kink, anyway."
Leon had wailed and flung his fists against Chris's chest, as if the concept of a daddy kink was so much more embarrassing to have than a brother kink. And then from thereon after, Chris and Leon would occasionally find themselves together, naked in bed and wrapped up in each other, calling out desperate and impassioned, my brother...!
“Y- Yeah…” Chris’s hands slowly found their way back up to Leon's body and Leon closed his eyes at the comfort of the touch, moaning faintly in his throat. “I just don't know if it's different if I'm the one to bring it up- Like it's only okay somehow if you start it.”
“Mh- Chris,” Leon chuckled, letting his arms slide down around Chris's neck, rubbing his cheek against Chris's collar and nestling his head there.
"I like when you bring it up. It's really fucking-” Good? Hot? Sexy? Leon’s mind short circuited a little when Chris squeezed his arms around him, hugging them close together and he just swallowed deeply around his desire and then finished with, “You're allowed to bring it up. We're too old to be shy with each other now at this point. So. Tell me…”
They shifted against each other and they both moaned softly, like animals that found comfort and solace in each other, sliding their legs against each other, soothing their bodies together as they settled into the headspace of their secret little perverted game.
Leon could feel Chris’s body relax, losing the nervous tension and instead could feel the way
arousal took over him instead, the tilt of his hips, the slight arch of his back, nudging their chests together again.
There was nothing more romantic than being perverted together, so bonded, so in love, with so much trust to be bare and expose the dirtiest parts of themselves. It was a kind of perverted that you could only get by being married and in love together for so long.
"I was thinking like…” Chris began. Leon nodded his head against him, softly moaning to signal that he wanted Chris to take him there, take him to where he was, share his private thoughts and fantasies. Chris planted a kiss on the top of Leon's warm head and gave him another squeeze. He just felt so lucky to have Leon even though he was just an old pervert
now.
Sometimes he didn't know why Leon stuck around, he could obviously do better than his old, worn out ass, but fuck… He was really glad Leon did stick around… He was so warm, so good and naked, laying there on top of him.
Chris began to slide his hands up and down his back, smoothing over him with an incredible amount of love and devotion as he finally let the words come out. He trusted his husband and wanted to meet him there, at the intersection of true romance and disgusting, perverted sex.
"I was thinking about how good it feels when we fuck like brothers because nobody else in the world knows what it's like to be that… To grow up together and have just each other, always together, we're the the same, same name, the same blood and- And to fuck you, because we're brothers and why can't we be like that?"
"Its a bond," he continued, "A bond nobody else in the
whole world can have with you or even understand because I'm your big brother, only me, only when we're brothers I feel like I'm closer to you than anyone and it's like you're a part of me. You are my birthright, Leon, you were made for me and I want that, fuck, Le, do you know how much I want that? I- I wanna be with you even if you were my brother. Even if it meant I was the most fucked up, disgusting, revolting and perverted piece of shit… Even if it made me a bad big brother… I just couldn't help myself because I love you so much and I need you, even if it's going to ruin us and damn me straight to hell- I Fuck… I just wanna be yours… I wanna fuck you, little brother…”