He should have known Leuko was ready for his ash attack. But what Leuko did next caught him off guard as he felt Leuko's lips press on his. His eyes widen with shock that Leuko would steal a kiss like that. "Bitch!" He barely had time to pull away and arch his lower half away from Leuko's metal claws. He felt those sharp claws graze his skin. His brother definitely surprised him this morning, setting him off balance with his words and jealous actions. Boyle wasn't ready for it. His body turning to ash again and he flew away to attack his brother from the side this time. His body becoming solid so his leg could attempt at round house kicking him to the side of the head.
Leuko was ready for a strike from Boyle, and he had trained enough with Boyle to know what kind of tricks he'd pull out of his bag. He smiled when watched Boyle distract him with the movement of his muscles, those pecks flexing when he lifted his arms. He sucked at his breath as the envy started to move through him and pump his emotions. He was definitely getting to like this now. Watching Boyle use his djinn powers and turn to ash, his head tilted and he glanced behind him as he felt the air moving his body through him. His upper body ducked and dodged the strike of Boyle's fist at the back of his head. He spun and reached to grab Boyle's wrist, twisting and turning to face Boyle and he moved in to kiss Boyle on the lips. He snickered, "You making me so jealous, bro." His fingers stretched out as his sharp metal claws grew on his fingertips, and with a slash, he went for Boyle's beautiful muscular abs. "I want to wear this skin. Gimme gimme." He laughed.
He smirked at his brother when he wanted to blow this whole thing off. "Really?!" He played back with his brother, even though he was married to another he felt confident enough to flirt playfully with his brother. He did notice Leuko had a split lip already this morning and he knew it was from their father, it would explain why Leuko had zero energy to try today. Simeon's ambition to take over the world was sometimes forced too much on his offspring, Boyle didn't share that bloodthirsty desire to take over. He walked toward his brother, his body flexing with his movements when he noticed how much Leuko enjoyed drooling over him. "Be careful now, you don't want to get distracted." His fists lifting getting ready to move in on Leuko. As he did his body slowly turned to ash and blew away with the wind straight toward Leuko. He moved through his body to appear behind him, becoming solid again and throwing a punch at the back of Leuko's head.
Leuko laughed with a shrug at Boyle's question as his eyes trailed over his brother, "Let's blow each other." He said casually, showing as little interest in this whole thing. "It'll be more entertaining than training." He shrugged and his eyes went back over his brother. That envious sin built up inside of Leuko when looking at Boyle, he wished he was as beautiful as his brother. His hands worked at taping up his fingers, balling his hands into fists to test out how tight it felt. He tossed the tape toward the table, not caring where it landed, and then stepped out into the center of the arena. His body slowly walked backward as his hands went to his groin to tease the fly of his pants. "Come over here and suck it, brother." He laughed and then lifted his fists, his feet moving to ready himself for his brother's attack.
As Boyle made his way down to the arena, he stepped on the staircase that led down to it and saw his brother Leuko waiting there. Part of him was glad to see Leuko and knew he wasn't going to beat too badly this time. Leuko always just wanted to practice techniques and work on strength training. With their sins being so similar, Leuko and he had a lot in common and could usually have a good time as they trained. Unless... Boyle's head turned to glance over his shoulder. If Simeon showed up then they would have to actually tear into each other. His blue eyes didn't see their father yet. Reaching the bottom of the stairs, he pulled off his black shirt and set it to the side. There was a stand of weapons and gear, so Boyle stepped over to it and picked up the tape. Pulling the tape out he slowly wrapped up his hands one by one as he walked over to Leuko, using his teeth to rip the tape before he spoke to his brother. "What shall we work on today?" He handed the roll of tape over to his brother.
Leuko groaned when his father told him to go down to the arena for training. His eyes rolled and before he even said anything he had felt the harsh slap of his father's hand. His head whipped to the side and he hung his head for a moment before his hand came up to his broken lip. He knew better than to complain around Simeon but he couldn't help himself sometimes. His eyes burned as he glared at his abusive old man before he stormed off down to the arena like a good boy. Stepping out onto the stone of the arena he glanced around to see who Simeon had sent to fight him. It was probably going to be one of his siblings. As he waited he pulled off his shirt and set it over the railing. His body was toned and chiseled with muscles as evidence that he had been training for battle for decades.
