Tristan groaned happily as he felt the orgasm rush through his brother's body, felt the dampness spread through his boxers and over his fingers. He pulled them out of Constantine's underwear and licked them clean. The way his body reacted, oh, his brother was delicious. He was delicious when he was sleeping, he was going to be gorgeous when he was conscious.
When he was clean, Tristan wrapped his arms around Constantine again, snuggling back down to go to sleep. He' d let his brother wake up to it in the morning...