Jolta wasted no time releasing his brother's stiffness. He'd helped him several times in the past, just with his hand though, he was never a lover, Athren slept with to many to believe 'safe', in Jolta's mind.<br/>It took a good while to get the drug to wear off, which left Athren absolutely drained and out cold as Jolta slept slightly curled up against him. He'd wiped his hand off on the blanket by his brother's feet, the white stickiness bothered him.<br/><br/>He looked much younger then the larger boy sleeping next to him, but one knew he was more then he appeared.