On any other day, the more dominant of the two brothers would never allow his younger twin to move in such a way without permission. Today, though, things were a bit different. He wanted the pleasure that Cobra would bring him so desperately, that he was willing to let Cobra move freely.
As his lips met with his brothers, Tarantula's right hand snaked under Cobra's shirt to dig his fingernails into his back. Sucking Cobra's lip into his mouth, Tarantula bit it softly, and then harder, the metallic taste of his brother's blood only heightening his senses and fueling the fire that was already raging inside of him. He could sense his brother's arousal, and it was quickly matched by his own as he felt his brother's tongue press into his mouth, wrestling for dominance.
While his right hand continued to scratch lightly at his twin's back, Tarantula's other hand roamed lower, to cup Cobra's perfectly shaped backside. He squeezed softly, and felt Cobra's quick inhalation of breath, causing Tarantula to smirk against his brother's lips.
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