five AM on the bathroom floor from the night before

Standing over Artorias like this, the Aegis of the Hallows beneath him, it gave him a rush; a feeling of power and control that he didn't know he'd like. A hunger burned inside of him deep within his belly as his eyes ravaged his brothers body from an angle he'd never expect to see him from. The paw centered on his chest was grounding and almost sobering to the man but as his eyes locked with Artorias' fiery gaze, he was drunk in a different fashion. His knees almost buckled as Artorias would begin to move his paw up his chest, feeling his claws gently scrape across his flesh. His smirk faded as he shivered and repressed a moan at the feeling as his claws traced up his neck and along his jaw until his chin was grasped. He stared drunkenly into his eyes through the process, soaking in his words as his teased back at his challenge, surprising Grim.

His chin was being pulled closer and he didn't stop it, but the teasing lick across his muzzle had forced a displeased growl from his chest. Not because he didn't welcome the affection, he just didn't appreciate the tease. He wasn't allowed much time to correct Artorias mistake as the man had lifted his head slightly enough to press their lips together, slowly at first but Grimshaw quickened the pace and deepened the kiss as a paw moved to find Artorias jaw. Allowing his claws to catch on the mans jawline, he trailed them down the mans throat and chest slowly while the pit in his stomach burned deeper and hotter than ever before.

"Speech."