Kit had been a dark presence when he showed himself to her, and loved the display of her panic. It was understandable, the things she'd been caught between. Naho was just being that, after all, someone on their knees, thinking they were demanding, while they were really serving. Kit paraded a better swollen member, even when it was bowing, than what Naho played with between his legs, while his head was between hers. It had been a pleasure to lean over his brother's busy head, and look at her features closely.<br/><br/>Naho did not have her damp spirit or hair when he came down with her. Kitato had laughed loudly at his brother then, and Nahoya had scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, as though part of him knew he'd been found out. "What? Mornings are a good time." he said, still censuring himself in front of his baby brother, but also a little bit too proud to pretend that nothing had happened. He felt like such an alpha creature among the three, and it was not a position he was used to, or wanted to casually withdraw from.<br/><br/>The small talk he'd looked forward to over light food had to wait. He understood when Rei had to hurry. He was to blame. And yet he couldn't stop the already pressed down smile. With some fancy effort, and the full knowledge of all the placements of their containers, he'd put their lunches in steaming boxes. Not ideal for containment but it would be better than nothing. He could not follow because he had other places to visit for his material. Kit shook the bag and grinned.<br/><br/>"You're giving me everything, Naho." he said. "I can't keep taking from you." It was all for her ears as he stepped into his shoes and pulled his bag off a hook. His hand lingered on her back for balance as he wriggled and pulled his footwear in place. The squeeze was more than was needed to keep himself upright, and with Naho standing right there, blushing like he'd had a hot shower too, even though he'd just really cleaned up after it. Kit had the audacity to pat her twice, for her help.<br/><br/>After a lingering hug for her, the older brother let them go. He was done with them, wasn't he? He'd gotten to see his little brother behave, and he'd gotten to be with Rei in a way any man would want to. He even waved through the window.<br/><br/>Naho was quiet until she'd taken them out on the road, and started talking about her class. She would know by his references he'd read quite a bit, and had opinions for her. He liked to draw likenesses from the poem now. He was especially proud of his pun by a red light.<br/><br/>"But it is not  'serene' you're producing, between oracle" at which point he brushed her closes knee,  "and Sultry Jupiter." when he gestured to her shifting leg. He was quite amused with himself at that, and had that boyish, though wide, half smile in self-celebration.<br/><br/>He did, however, quiet deeply when the lull of a straight drive gave them some calm. It was ominous when he turned the radio off. Shadows where she'd not seen them before, under his eyes. It made him look like more of a contender for anyone's heart than Naho could hope for in his roughest form. Perhaps Kitato had inherited all the dark blood in their family, after all. His hair brushed back with some vanity underlined the severity of the shave running back from his temples. Hooligan with a pretty face. The worst kind of jolt to a naked heart. "I don't like when you're with him." Could be those shadows came from a lack of sleep, listening to the older siblings being together through the thin wall, or what he'd seen in the bathroom, which had only been a diversion for his own benefit. But passionate lovers are usually unfair.<br/><br/>He turned his head away to look at the ditch speeding by. He'd acted in a similar manner in the past - any child with any tantrum - but it held more weight with his simmering darkness, and the little evils she knew he could do. The bottom of his fist rolled against the glass, as he chewed on the inside of his lip.