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Hop couldn't stop the loud groan that tore from his throat when Leon's fingers pressed against his prostate. Leon's hand flew up to gently clap over his mouth.
"Shh! They'll hear us," Leon said, his voice husky with lust. He was having trouble keeping quiet himself. His own breathy moans reverberated around the aluminum and stainless steel of the broom closet he dragged Hop into because he knew the code to unlock the door. They came to the Battle Tower's New Years' party not expecting their first act of the new year to be shagging their brother, but some things you just don't plan for.
When the ball dropped, Leon had briefly considered kissing Raihan, but then Rai grabbed Piers and Leon was left alone. He was going to settle with toasting his champagne but then Hop appeared next to him and pulled him down by the white cravat of his riding suit. He had expected Hop to place a kiss on his cheek - they'd done that before while growing up, just expressing their good wishes without deeper meaning. But Leon was pulled into a full-frontal snog. At least Hop had the sense to do it behind the projector screen so no one would see.
Leon's mind had whirled. First off, Hop's lips were softer than he imagined they would be.
Second, apparently, he'd been wondering how soft Hop's lips would be for a while without realizing it.
Third, that this must be from a bet between Hop and Victor or Gloria that Hop had lost.
Hop was sixteen now. Technically it would be legal to do this...you know, had they not been brothers. Leon should have put a stop to it, should have laughed and pushed Hop away while scolding him, And making it out to be a joke. Instead, the champagne went to his head and he pulled Hop in instead of out. Hop moaned against him and a fire lit inside his belly. Then it was a whirlwind of touches and pulling at clothes as Leon propelled them back to the broom closet, reaching around Hop to clumsily type in the code while shoving his tongue between Hop's teeth. The door opened and Leon guided him inside, pulling Hop's dress shirt out from where it was tucked into his slacks (Hop always did that like a proper little gent, Leon was proud).
It was a bit risky to undress completely, but he could get his hands up to caress over Hop's back and sides while he drank him in with his mouth like a man dying of thirst. Hop had pressed himself along Leon's front with a whimper of need and Leon knew he was lost. There was no going back, but from the looks of things, Hop knew that and didn't want to go back anyway, not with the why he rolled his hips against Leon's. Leon had stooped to grab his thighs and lift him up, wrapping Hop's thighs around his waist. He was hard and he could feel that Hop was too. When Leon pressed Hop's back into the wall, he gasped and ground his hips into Leon's erection.
"Ah...Lee. Lee, please," Hop whimpered. Part of Leon's mind was trying to make sense of things. If this was still a bet, Leon should find out before he did something Hop didn't actually want to do. But then Hop gave another hot gasp and clenched Leon's shoulders. "Fuck me, please, Lee. I need it."
This was like something out of a porno. Either that or Leon was dreaming. Maybe he passed out from drinking a bit too much before midnight But he hadn't thought he drank that much, certainly not as much as he drank in the past before blacking out. Then he was concerned if Hop was sober, but his breath didn't smell like alcohol. Then Hop grabbed the bulge in Leon's riding pants and he stopped thinking.
His innocent little brother was in the upper half of his teens and apparently not as naive as Leon thought. It was so goddamn arousing that Leon thought he might go mad. He undid Hop's belt and pulled down the slacks over his rump until he could lick his fingers and slide one in. Hop was tight, but the way he gasped and pressed down on his fingers made Leon think this wasn't Hop's first time. Considering how sexually active Leon was at sixteen, he wasn't judging. He just wouldn't have imagined himself being the one Hop came to get off.
Leon added another finger and pressed in deeply, crooking his fingers until Hop made the groan that made Leon have to muffle it. Hop's golden eyes were lidded and staring up at him with desire. With his body supported by his legs around Leon, his hands groped at Leon's belt, but his angle was off. Leon pulled out his fingers and let Hop down on the floor. Hop opened his mouth to protest but Leon cut it off with a kiss and turned Hop around so he was facing the wall. He cupped Hop's ass and buried his face in the nape of his neck.
"I-I want to Look at you, though," Hop panted, pressing his cheek to the wall.
"You will, baby. Later," Leon said. He pressed sloppy kisses all over Hop's throat. "I'll take you home with me." Where they wouldn't need to be quiet and where Leon could tear off Hop's clothes and spread Him out across his bed so he could take all of him in at once. "Relax for me," Leon said as he undid his pants and let his cock out to breathe.
Hop nodded, shutting his eyes. Leon took himself in hand and guided his head to Hop's entrance. He hadn't even been touched yet but he was already leaking pre-cum that he gathered up and smeared over the shaft for some kind of lubrication. If only he had anticipated this, he would have brought a pre-lubed condom. Once Hop felt him there, he gasped and pressed back against him. "Lee, Lee, do it. Now."
And then Leon was slowly pushing inside, biting the inside of his cheek as he was engulfed by tight heat. His hand came up to where Hop's was on the wall and entwined their fingers. "Lee...! Oh, Lee," Hop gasped between uneven breaths. When he was fully seated, he fixed his teeth around the nape of Hop's neck and moved, almost immediately picking up a rhythm. His free hand spread out over Hop's stomach and then dipped down to take the neglected length Hop was trying to stimulate against the wall. When Leon's hand grasped him, Hop bit his sleeve to muffle his cries. Hop clenched around Leon and he lost control, his hips snapping up over and over until he was practically grinding Hop against the wall. Tears had leaked out of the sides of Hop's eyes either from pain or pleasure that Leon lapped up before kissing the side of his face.
"I'm coming," Hop groaned. Leon saw him clench his jaw with the force not to scream. Leon squeezed his hand around Hop, timing his strokes with his thrusts until he finally felt the shudder that went through his younger brother, forcing pleasured sobs out of him that were strangled with the effort to stay quiet. Leon shoved into the clenching heat until he crested his own peak and squeezed Hop to him with his arms around his middle. Now spent, they slid to the floor with Hop in his lap, draped over him and lax in bliss.