Led into the brothel and into a small room in the back that affords them as much privacy as they can afford right now, Joshua is pliant once the door is closed and his brother sets himself upon him. Clive is desperate and truly, he has to commend his resistance. He has made it this far and there is no reason to deny him any longer - not that he ever would.
He does not wish to make his brother beg.
Instead Joshua will do him a kindness and move to help lift the cloak off him, encouraging Clive to help. Rid of the heavy outer garment he takes his brother's sweet, branded face in hand to kiss him - lips, bridge of nose, cheek - in a bid to soothe and reassure.
In an ideal would he would have a chance to clean himself before offering himself up to his brother, but this is not the place for fantasy. Reality is the only truth here, and the fact of the matter is his brother is going to mate him. Part of Joshua wants to laugh, remembering how innocently he had insisted Clive would be the one he would marry, that they would rule Rosaria together. There would be no handtying like his younger self had imagined there would be, but at least he would be Clive's.
He just didn't think it would ever manifest like this.
"Shh, it is all right. I am yours and here for you, Clive. I will no longer stray from your side and we shall endure this together. I promise. You have me."
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Date: 2025-12-19 03:32 am (UTC)He does not wish to make his brother beg.
Instead Joshua will do him a kindness and move to help lift the cloak off him, encouraging Clive to help. Rid of the heavy outer garment he takes his brother's sweet, branded face in hand to kiss him - lips, bridge of nose, cheek - in a bid to soothe and reassure.
In an ideal would he would have a chance to clean himself before offering himself up to his brother, but this is not the place for fantasy. Reality is the only truth here, and the fact of the matter is his brother is going to mate him. Part of Joshua wants to laugh, remembering how innocently he had insisted Clive would be the one he would marry, that they would rule Rosaria together. There would be no handtying like his younger self had imagined there would be, but at least he would be Clive's.
He just didn't think it would ever manifest like this.
"Shh, it is all right. I am yours and here for you, Clive. I will no longer stray from your side and we shall endure this together. I promise. You have me."