Kissing, nipping, being pinned against the wall by his younger brother were not things high on the list Asakura Hao had expected to enjoy. But here he was, in a cesspool of disgustingly inebriated people, and being molested by his younger brother, who was already working his way on unbuttoning Hao's nice collar.

Not something he'd normally find a turn on. But oh was it ever. Especially since there was no way Yoh would remember any of this when he woke up the next morning, as he was equally, if not more so drunk then the rest of these horny teenagers.

Besides, Yoh'd never be able to mock him (not that he would, but he couldn't very well have such a thing getting out, could he?) for letting Hao let the younger take control, especially as he was the one who never allowed another dominance.

He lifted Yoh's head upwards, kissing him hard, and the younger gave a soft sound against the kiss, only to move back down to finish what he was doing. Clearly very determined to have his way with his older brother.

Another turn on.

One that Hao most certainly wouldn't agree with anyways, as it was very pleasurable. Though he did look down at Yoh curiously when he paused, and looked back up at him. Eyes dark, hazy and glinting in a way that it was obvious that he was lost in a drunken lust.

Yoh again fumbled with the belt on Hao's pants, fingers unskilled enough to undo the clasps, enough so that the normally calm boy was starting to get frustrated.

Hao, in turn, raised an eyebrow, looked around the room, before pulling Yoh up towards him, clearly intent on dragging him to one of the bedrooms to have his way with him. Or, perhaps, the other way around. After all, it was painfully obvious to him that having his brother trying to top him was pleasurable. He was inexperienced, and it was adorable.

Without much effort on the older siblings' part, he found a room, and locked it behind him, guiding the poor drunken boy to the bed. Who took the invitation quite nicely, even pinning Hao under him, an uncharacteristic smirk in place.

Finally, having found his fingers, he undid Hao's pants, and massaged Hao's ever growing arousal through his boxers. Quite sexy to watch, if the pyro had anything to say about this. Hao's hands gripped the sheets of the bed, watching his younger brother hungrily as Yoh nuzzled against his crotch, giving teasing licks through his boxers.

Only to stop for some reason, looking at Hao in a confused and unsure manner.

Just as he was about to demand why Yoh had stopped, the said younger twin turned with urgency, and leaned over the bed, only to promptly spilled his stomach onto the floor.

Hao could only be thankful (And disgusted) enough that it hadn't been him Yoh had puked on.

Speaking of Yoh, Hao was also thankful that after his upchucking, he had passed out, allowing Hao to slide out from under the boy, thoroughly disgusted and no longer aroused in the least.

Hao was never letting Yoh touch liquor again.