Reyka had been pretty pleased with how Reed had taken to the rough, impromptu fucking. While his length stayed limp, waving up and down with the pace of the ride, the sounds were enough to tell anyone the boy wasn't being skewered against his will. The older brother refused to see that though, and Reyka made sure to notice as he released into the blond's belly. At least the cute toy had the courtesy to stay out of the way once pushed out into the sand. Reyka snickered at Aiden's response and nodded as he let him out to be hammered by the door and then pummeled on the ground.<br/><br/>It was quite satisfying to shove his shoulder into Aiden's stomach, and to throw a few punches at him while he was still bewildered. Wile something in the silver eyes flashed with the metal of the presented blade, Reyka didn't stop hunting weaknesses in Aiden's guard. Shoving his arms down into the lightning storm reflecting off the blade did leave his shirt cut up. He laughed eventually, crimson sleeves reaching down to his wrists. He wore bloodshed well. "Fuck, Aiden, you're a little crazy aren't you?" he commended before bending down on the brother he straddled, forearm first. It made sense that Aiden would target there. And when he did, the other arm would cross from below, fist uppercutting into Aiden's strong chin.<br/><br/>If that rattled Aiden, Reyka would follow with another blow. That should be more than enough to shake the big boy so Reyka could twist the knife out of his hand. If not, he'd simply shift his weight while avoiding the blade, and eventually lift himself and slamming himself down on Aiden's stomach to get the air out of him. There were many options for the one on top to stun and disarm.<br/><br/>He'd hold the knife to Aiden's well-defined throat to calm him. "Alright, sports star. Wanna become a martyr? They'll make murals in your honor. Or would you like to live to see tomorrow?" he asked, bleeding onto his own hand. A bright grin in the blaring sun. He slapped Aiden, all bloody knuckles, much like he had Reed, controlling him with the knife. He moved up a little bit, sitting perfectly on Aiden's stomach. "Take it out." he ordered, and pushed the edge harder at Aiden's throat. "Take it out and jerk off for me." It was time the repressed boy learned what he really liked.<br/><br/>Reyka used his other hand to grab Aiden's chin, digging fingers into his cheek to open that smart mouth to put the blade inside, beyond his teeth without cutting. The blood Aiden had drawn was slowly descending the blade, landing on the jock's tongue. "Or you do want me to gut you out here, and then fuck your little brother out of his wits and leave him?" Aiden would be able to feel Reyka's excitement becoming firmer against his stomach.