Takes Two To Tango

He understood her need for a nap moreso than she probably realized. It was taking quite a bit of effort to keep him from sighing and falling into a deep and restful sleep at her side. However, there was something to that amount of intimacy that he wasn't ready to face. Screwing someone was one thing, but sleeping alongside them was another, at least in his mind. Kyarst found himself stiffening when she hinted at his clever tongue and the uses she considered to be better. "Damn you," he spoke, only half meaning it as he found himself desiring her again. Her back pressed against his stomach, well.. part on his stomach and part somewhere else. He groaned, reaching to tug a bit roughly at her ear in response to the arousal she was causing him. "Stop it you little devil," he growled into her flesh as the heat began to rise within him. She seemed to know just what she was doing, joking that they might find themselves in the same battle all over again. Oh, they just might. He sighed and groaned simultaneously, his reservations wearing thin. His eyes met hers and he released her ear, teeth clicking once. "Did he teach you all of this?" he queried, asking about Revenge. She'd mentioned only doing it twice with him, so where on earth had she learned how to be such a vixen? Curiosity brimmed on his features, was this what loving between siblings created?