From his tongue's visit, and her eagerness tonight, he'd thought it completely natural that she'd be more welcoming. He had never felt her so slick. Her hips meeting his were rougher, poor girl, wanting him so much. He laughed quietly and it was a compliment to her new initiatives. Because there was less friction - due to his incredible effect on her, no doubt - he found that he lasted longer. And so did she. They were both preforming at their best. Pride stayed in his spine while pleasure wanted to roam, and he could hold it back. Her arrival was more dramatic than usual, and he loved her more for it. Naho loved himself a little more, too.<br/><br/>When he would finally rest, he was still affected by the energy he'd been given. But he slept soon after he'd told her that he lover her too, and that he couldn't remember the last time he'd been this happy. Sentimental man, exhausted by the deceit he'd eaten from between her legs. With his brother and his lover on his breath, he slumbered soundly while Rei was kind to herself, the way he couldn't be, anymore. He dreamed that there was something new about her, and that he liked it very much.<br/><br/>In the morning Kitato was quick to sit up. He'd been fuming for most of the night, and scoffed at the sounds he'd heard from her. It was frustrating to sleep next to their joined bed but the guestroom of this house had been a natural space for him, and it was of course next to the master bedroom. There'd been no real question about it, and back then he'd not been so keen on arguing, given things were bound to be awkward, nomatter where he stashed his clothes and closed his eyes for the night. He pulled on a pair of jeans over his boxers and threw his head a few times before realizing it was early enough to take a shower. He'd not had the time yesterday. For some reason or the other it put amused shadows on his face, despite the morning coming in through the window.<br/><br/>"Wake up. You can still clean up if you want." Nahoya said, already dressed. "I'm working on breakfast." They weren't a particularly ambitious family when it came to early morning converging, but the oldest was feeling rather strong in the almost cool hour. "I think I'll start on breakfast, anyway." He kissed her cheek firmly and stroked her hair out of her face. Whether she'd slept deeply or at all, he wouldn't be the wiser. The way his ego was carrying on, maybe he'd even entertain that she had passed out before he did, and that she'd needed her rest. Rei would be left with the choice of following along with this improvised event, or if she'd find an excuse not to. "You were beautiful last night." he whispered in her ear.<br/><br/>He remained where he was for a moment, on his knees, looking at her with all the attachment he'd always had, perhaps painted with some additional infatuation on his cheeks. Yesterday, exactly as he sat now, she'd let him lick his brother's residues from her treacherous apex. And she'd let him be so entirely grateful for it. He'd thought she tasted differently, and guessed despite what he knew that it was the actual flavor of newfound sides of an old, faithful love. "I think I've discovered that I'm a passionate person, Rei." thanks to you. He grinned and it was entirely tame to the arches she'd seen worn by the brother who's face she'd relied on after Naho had been sleeping.<br/><br/>The bathroom everyone preferred, despite Kitato  having his perfectly decent own toilet and shower by his room, was accessible on the sleeping floor of the house. It was where Nahoya kept his toothbrush and shaving kit. On occasion, he liked to talk about  their children playing on those tiles, one day. Sizable are behind the curtain, really. They concluded many things while one was using the mirror or sink, while the other was enjoying the generous showerhead.