Sebastian couldn’t sleep. All he could hear was the incisive moaning and growling coming from his brother Jonathan’s room. They sound of movement and s*x was too much. He didn’t understand how someone like Jonathan, so picky, so uninterested, it seemed, in the opposite s*x of late was getting laid and not him! Brian’s phone call wasn’t very helpful either.
Fucking ridiculous prick! Probably the little tart from the closet game Sebastian... Dammit stop f*****g moaning… I can hear you! This is wrong on so many levels. Yeah well if you weren’t such an asshole you might be bedding your Soul Keeper tonight. Jackass.
Sebastian tortured himself with his internal rhetoric for a while longer until he could no longer hear the impassioned sounds of love making coming from Jonat
