Finally, Reed was getting the attention he craved. He whined in response to his sweet whispers, eager to be good for him but also so desperate to just be touched already. It was all well and good to say he was good but it was an entirely different thing to be shown he was good, and Reed much preferred to be showed rather than told. His kisses were just as needy as the rest of him, filled with lust and probably a bit more passion than Reyka was putting into it. He didn't mind if Aiden saw them kissing, it was just kissing after all. Apart of him wished he wasn't there so he wouldn't have to see what would come next but the other part wanted Aiden to know for sure where he stood. Reed was the only one who could truly sate Reyka, Aiden was just another one of his playthings that, in the end, wouldn't mean anything to him.<br/><br/>If Aiden had it his way, he wouldn't be anything to Reyka. Reed was more than welcome to all of him. But then he seemed to be so gentle with Reed, the way he touched his cheek and spoke to him. Aiden suddenly wanted to be his good boy too. He was getting hard from just looking at them kiss, he wished Reyka would treat him like that. Maybe he if he acted more compliant, he would get that kind of treatment but it was just so difficult when so much of his being was screaming no. He didn't want to hold his own brother's hand while he got 'a baby put in him' as Reyka put it, which made it even worse.<br/><br/>It seemed Reed was of the same opinion as Aiden as he buried his face into Reyka's neck. "I don't want him, just you." He kissed his neck and hoped that would make up for disobeying him once again. "Fuck me already." He held Reyka's cheek in his hand as he looked him in the eye, pupils blown with lust.