The feel of him sliding against his exposed groin roused a soft hum from him, but Deme huffed a short chuckle, too much the older brother to let him get that far with him. "Feeling brave aren't you little bro?" His grip on his neck clenched down and he jerked to the right, nearly flipping his brother off the bed. He brought himself up with his grip on the headboard and held Seth pinned with his knee. The way he balanced prevented any damaging weight from his body hurting his neck. he adjusted himself quickly pinning Seth's arms on either side of his head  and spreading his legs to straddle just his right thigh.  "It's all about the grip, the hold.  Fighting is very similar to fucking Seth. You need me to show you, or would that be me being too much of a teacher?" he lowered himself as he spoke, punctuating between every few words with nips and kisses, biting down on his nipple hard as he ended it. The wrestling match had him revved up.  All hesitation on his part was completely gone. And the look in his eyes begged for Seth to fight back.  Taunted him just as much as he did.