Corbin House Chronicles: Brotherhood Unbound

Chapter 6. Elian And Max Teases Beau

The chemistry between Elian and Max was undeniable from the first moment they met. Every interaction they shared was electric, filled with a sense of shared connection and intensity. This particular afternoon, that feeling was stronger than ever.

Both of them had skipped class, eager to steal a few hours together. The game room was quiet, bathed in the soft afternoon light filtering through the windows. The room, typically filled with the sounds of gaming, was now their private space, a sanctuary for the connection they shared. Elian, who had spent most of the night with Max, couldn't resist the pull of his attraction. As soon as they found themselves alone in the game room, Elian wasted no time. He pulled back the blanket covering Max and leaned in, his lips finding Max's warm, firm skin.

Max stirred, his eyes slowly opening to meet Elian's gaze, the playful spark still present despite the sleepy haze. He smirked, his lips curling into a satisfied grin. "You've got a way of making an afternoon even better," Max murmured, voice thick with desire.

Elian's grin widened, his hands sliding over Max's body, tracing the familiar strength beneath his fingertips. "I couldn't wait," he teased, his eyes darkening with lust as he moved even closer. Their connection was undeniable, electric, and in that moment, there was no need for words. The room around them disappeared as they gave in to the pull between them.

Max didn't waste a moment. His hands roamed over Elian's back, pulling him closer until there was no space left between them. They kissed, first softly, letting the sweetness of the moment linger, before the kiss deepened, becoming urgent, hungry, as their bodies responded to the shared desire. The intensity of their connection sent a wave of heat through them both, their hands exploring and their lips tasting, savoring.

Elian's lips drifted down Max's jawline, his hands moving to Max's chest, feeling the hard muscles beneath his fingers. As he descended, his movements were slow and deliberate, each touch a promise of more to come. Max's breath hitched as Elian found his way lower, and the anticipation in the air was almost tangible.

Max let out a soft sigh of pleasure, his voice barely above a whisper. "You're making it hard to focus," he murmured, but there was no real complaint in his voice—only the low growl of a man lost in desire. His hands tangled in Elian's hair, guiding him, encouraging him to continue, to keep going.

As they shifted positions, their bodies moved together with a rhythm that felt so natural, as if they were meant to fit together in this way. The game room, usually filled with the sounds of video games and banter, was now filled with the sounds of their breathless kisses, the soft rustling of clothes, and the urgent need they both shared. They were no longer two people skipping class—they were two people giving in to the undeniable pull of their connection.

The sofa, typically just a place to relax, now became their playground, creaking softly beneath their shifting bodies as they explored one another with growing intensity. Elian's hands traced over Max's sculpted chest, every touch sending a shiver down both of their spines. Max responded with equal fervor, his own hands roaming over Elian's strong, defined body, feeling the heat that radiated from him.

The room seemed to close in around them as their connection deepened. They weren't in a rush; they weren't worried about the time slipping away. There was only the shared need to savor every moment, every touch, every kiss. The quiet hum of the game room's electronics faded into the background as they focused solely on each other, lost in the raw, consuming desire they shared.

When the tension between them finally reached its peak, they paused, their foreheads pressed together, catching their breath. The room was thick with the heat of their passion, and there was a soft moment of quiet between them before they shifted again, finding new positions, new ways to explore each other. Every movement brought them closer, the space between them growing smaller, their need for each other growing bigger.