Brother's Loyalty: Endgame

That's Heaven to Me

Content warning: Strong sexual content!

Luigi stood in the middle of his suite, taking everything in. A soft, king-size bed, a flat screen TV, several charging ports, a minibar, two bottles of sweet wine on ice, a gift basket and a variety of sodas. There were boxed gifts stacked in a neat pile near the door to the patio, and the suite was also decorated with balloons. Floor-to-ceiling windows provided a lovely view of the mountains around the hotel. And on the nightstand was a Bluetooth-compatible LED clock and music player. Luigi's cheeks ached from smiling so much. He truly felt like an A-list celebrity. And wasn't he already a celebrity—at least in the MK?

He placed his suitcases on the bed and started unpacking. First were his clothes—several pairs of his regular ensemble, a couple of suits, leggings, muscle shirts and tank tops for whenever he wanted to hit the gym, and several pairs of swimming briefs. Then came his toiletries and bath accessories, followed by his shaving materials, a few bottles of cologne and some body lotion. Next, he unpacked his Nintendo Switch and the snacks he'd brought with him. Finally, he took out his flashlight and placed it on the nightstand, because you never know.

After leaning the now-empty suitcases against the wall, Luigi strode over to the closet and opened it, only for a spring-loaded smiley-face to pop out.

"Whoa!" Luigi exclaimed, jumping back with a laugh. "Okay—that's—new."

He neatly hung up his clothes before taking his toiletries into the bathroom. And what a bathroom it was! They had lotion, shaving cream, body wash, shampoo and conditioner, bar soap—even a bath soak and a shower cap. Washcloths, hand towels and bath towels were arranged in a neat stack on an ottoman, and there was a decent-sized whirlpool bath. Luigi let out a tiny giggle as he examined everything.

Luigi had hardly finished putting everything away when Polterpup scampered over, craving attention.

"Oh, puppy," he said as he knelt down and petted the ghost doggie. "It's been a long trip. I hope you understand."

Polterpup licked his cheek, as if in agreement.

"I need to go freshen up," Luigi went on. "I'll be back soon, okay?"

Polterpup woofed happily.

He'd enjoy the Jacuzzi later. Throwing off his clothes, Luigi instead opted for a cool, invigorating shower, lathering himself with his favorite body wash and doing the same with his hair using his favorite shampoo. He sighed pleasurably as he stood under the cool spray of water, rubbing the shower pouf across his skin in practiced circles. Usually, he'd lather up more than once, but he didn't want Polterpup getting anxious. He rinsed off the soap and shampoo, turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. He dried himself off and wrapped a towel around his waist, combed his hair, put on his signature green cap and dressed in a pair of blue leggings and a New York Knicks T-shirt.

Polterpup was waiting for Luigi when he walked out of the bathroom, standing up on his hind legs.

"Okeydokey," Luigi said brightly, dropping to his knees and lightly scratching the top of Polterpup's head. "Now you have my full attention."

...

On the other hand, Peach was making good use of the Jacuzzi in her own suite, relaxing in a bath enhanced with rose and vanilla-scented bath beads. She held her favorite paperback in one hand while fondling herself with the other, her fingers tracing along one breast, and then the other, skimming the pads of her thumbs along her nipples. The Mushroom Princess turned the page, biting her lip as she reached a steamy scene in which the heroine was deflowered by her love interest. She could already imagine Mario doing those delicious things to her.