Let it be wild and free [18+]

Levi reached towards the bedside table and pulled open the first drawer, taking out a small blue bottle.

Noah vigilantly followed his brother-in-law's actions with his eyes, trying his hardest to suppress the urge to cover his eyes. A futile effort, for when Levi turned to face him once again, not only was he still very much naked, but he also…!

Smirked slyly and pushed his briefs lower to fully liberate his junk!!! 😱

His brazen movement even held a righteous grandeur as if he was releasing captured Pokemon into the wildernesses with an expression of 'let it be wild and free'!!!

The swollen and now unfettered appendage bounced up and down like a peaCOCK pecking rice, and then pointed its head in Noah's direction as if to say 'hello comrade, happy cooperation!'

Unsure whether it was due to that ambiguous 'thus', or the very explicit scenery, but a violent shudder swept through Noah's entire body. His gut reflex won in the end, and he almost slapped his own face with how abruptly he covered his eyes with his hands. He didn't dare open his eyes again, but the darkness only amplified all of his senses. It was as if his every nerve ending was set ablaze, hypersensitive to the other's every spoken syllable and light touch.

"Thus?" Noah gulped hard, his rabbit heart fluttering in his chest uncontrollably.

The only response he got was a wet, squirting sound.

After squeezing out a generous amount of lubricant, Levi flung the small bottle to the other side of the bed and deftly rubbed the gel over his shaft.

Nervousness and uncertainty ate at Noah, and he felt especially vulnerable with both of his hands covering his eyes. He abruptly realized that his wet and sticky left hand that had been in contact with his brother's lower half was now touching his own face! Within milliseconds of the thought, the offending left hand flew away from his face like an arrow from a bow, and he hurriedly moved the right hand over to cover as much of his face and eyes as possible.

His face burned as hot as a furnace, yet somehow, that sticky and wet feeling just refused to evaporate!!! Instead, a light, slightly bitter smell floated into his nose. It was a strange yet familiar smell. Neither pleasant nor unpleasant, but in any case, so very, greatly, extremely, awkward!!!

His 'discarded' left hand awkwardly hung around, restlessly fidgeting, yet Noah knew not where to place it. After a brief internal struggle, he grabbed his white t-shirt that had been pushed up during the previous scuffle and self-consciously pulled it down to cover up his white stomach and his smaller (in comparison to Levi's) package.

He was the very picture of a pure maiden who had her skirt flipped by a rogue and was now shyly pulling its hem as far down as it would go.

Levi feasted his eyes on his darling's delicious embarrassment and made no moves to stop him. When that wonderfully pink face was covered up again, he instead moved his eyes to his darling's long naked legs. His wandering eyes stopped on those cute gray briefs, his intense gaze nearly burning holes through them.

Levi wetted his dry throat, "Obediently lie there, and I'll handle the rest." Not waiting for the other's response, he moved downwards, positioning himself between Noah's calves.

Feeling the weight on the bed shifting, Noah reflexively clamped his legs shut. "Handle… handle… how exactly will you handle it?" He stammered out.

"Hmm, like this…" Levi murmured, then, in one fluid movement, he grasped his darling's legs under the knee and pressed them towards Noah's chest. Noah let out a startled yelp, but his long flexible legs bent without much resistance.

For a moment, Noah's two white feet dangled in the air, but soon enough, they found their footing. Noah was just about to stutter out a flustered inquiry when the sensation of hot flesh under his feet reached his brain. Through the soles of his feet, he could even feel the skin underneath pulsating with a rapid and powerful heartbeat.

Levi swallowed down his saliva at the lovely sight of those two white feet lying on his chest. Ah, look at those cute little pink toes! How could every inch of his darling be so tempting?! He really wanted to kiss him, kiss him everywhere! Nibble on every one of those trembling little toes! Ah, ah! Just look at how they were unconsciously curling!! ❤❤❤

"B–brother?" Noah attempted to move his feet away from the other's chest. However, Levi held his legs up firmly, not allowing him to advance nor retreat.

Levi took a big breath in an attempt to control his own predatory instincts. Then he wrapped one arm around his baby's knees. In a single smooth movement, he propped up his darling's legs on his own left shoulder.

Emboldened by his curiosity and the fact that his line of sight to Levi's private bits should now be blocked, Noah peeked through his fingers. Unfortunately, curiosity nearly killed this little kitty with a heart attack because Levi chose that exact moment to slide his stiff and scorching hot LEVIathan in between Noah's white thighs.

The wet and slick shaft slipped in smoothly, and the initial cool sensation was quickly replaced with a tingling heat.

Levi's quiet hiss of pleasure was covered up by Noah's loud gasp. The heat that had started to lift from Noah's face returned full force once again. His brain froze, and acting on pure instinct, he started to struggle in Levi's hold.

Noah's soft flesh rubbed against Levi's hardness causing electrifying pleasure to shoot up Levi's spine. He bit into his own lips to prevent himself from releasing a low moan.

Before his wavering self-control could completely disintegrate, Levi tightened his hold on those two lovely legs, while his other hand started to gently stroke the outside of Noah's thigh up and down, as if he was trying to placate a frightened kitten.

Levi's voice dropped an octave, "Be obedient, don't make trouble," he cooed gently, "It'll be over quickly."

The light and ticklish touch, coupled with Levi's warm and sticky tone, were strangely soothing, like drinking hot cocoa on a cold winter night. The cozy, liquified comfort slid down Noah's throat into the pit of his stomach, warming him from inside out.

And, just like that, Noah's panic slowly subsided, alongside his resistance. His heartbeat did not slow, and the churning blood within him did not stop seething, but the direction of the wind shifted from mortifying and unbearable into something very embarrassing but very bearable.

Levi's hawk-like eyes did not miss a single change of expression nor twitch of his darling's limbs. He held Noah's legs tightly in place but made no further movements, indulgently waiting for the little one's waning struggle to completely die off.

Outwardly he appeared patient, but only he himself knew just how close his rationality was to snapping. It was only due to the slow but very clear progress that he was able to stifle down his most primal urges. With his goal in sight, even this slow torture became unbearably sweet.

Noah's long eyelashes quivered; his brother-in-law had already taken a step back – it wouldn't be right if he kept asking for more. His intention had never been to make things difficult for Levi. After all, the responsibility for this whole fiasco, in part, laid with him.

Since Levi was no longer involved with his sister and the two of them separated on good terms, then… then… if he helped Levi out a bit… it should be alright? Right?