five AM on the bathroom floor from the night before

Without the aid of the alcohol, Grimshaw would never have been so open with his brother and certainly wouldn't have acted on any thoughts he may have had. Before his trip to the Hallows, he wasn't even sure what was going on with him. In just the few short days he's been here, he's grown almost as much as he's grown physically in the Armada. Becoming aware of his sexuality, accepting it, and embracing it all within those days was a feat all in it's own, but even acting on it was another surprise. Whether he would be having second thoughts in the morning wasn't concerning to him now, his mind was too inebriated on the wine and Artorias's moans and whines to focus on anything else besides the ache that grew in his groin with each and every moment he teased him. Even thoughts of Malachai weren't clouding his views, he was very aware of who he held beneath him.

If it wasn't so painful to him, he could tease Artorias well into the morning. He was too drunk to care about the thoughts of others, who might see them. Let them see, he didn't care. If not allowing the Aegis to hold back his sounds of pleasure woke anyone in the castle, he'd likely not notice should they want to enjoy a show. His focus was on Artorias, not the world around him. With their eyes locked as his teasing tongue traced it's way upwards and across every bit of sensitive flesh it could find, Grimshaw smirked and added a few playful nips to get the most out of the pleading noises that only egged him on further.

As he made their bodies one, Grimshaw moaned deeply into the kiss, pausing as the blinding wave of pleasure overtook him. He slowly pressed their hips together and savored the feeling as his sharp teeth caught his brothers lower lip gently and pulled it with him for a moment as he moved to kiss the corner of his mouth, then his cheek, and trail them down into his neck. If he remembered correctly, there was a spot near his throat that previously offered the best noises and he searched for it with gentle nips and kisses as he shifted their hips slowly, easing both of them into this. As it was his first time experience all of this, it was almost too much for the man. Each subtle move would cause a shiver to wave through his body and his breath would hitch.

The paw that held onto his hip loosened it's grip and pressed firmly into the mans chest, claws digging slightly as they wove through the fur and traveled to the other side of his neck, embracing him as he pinched and pulled gently with his teeth at the tender flesh around the mans throat. His hips would draw back and roll into the man slowly, another shuddering moan releasing hot breath onto the mans neck. The single arm holding him up quivered under his weight and pleasure, forcing him to switch sides and support his weight with his other them, resuming the teasing on the other side with the tired arm tracing his claws gently over the mans chest as his hips rolled into his brothers once more.

"Speech."