Musty books and old carpet is the smell one quickly associates with home when living in a gigantic library, even one more known for its physical artefact collection than literary material. The sound, however, was something less appreciated by most. Limerence Tome was familiar with the quiet, and the sound of approaching hooves on the soft floors drew his attention well before their owner appeared.

The unicorn’s baby blue ears flicked toward the side, recognizing the familiar gait in the sound. Constant, but not in any sort of hurry - with the occasional slight pause. They were looking for something.

“Brother.” The voice whispered in greeting. “What are you doing here?”

“Zefu.” Limerence glanced aside, nodding in return at his stepbrother. “I’m looking for a book to help with a project of mine…what about you?”

“Nothing in particular, just looking for something to do…” The half-zebra hobbled slightly on his cane past his sibling, pausing to peer over his shoulder. His brother’s touch reminded him of earlier that morning...which was not the most convenient thing to recall at the moment.. “Periwinkle’s Puzzle Planning? What are you doing, Limerence?”

“This,” Shaking the intrusive thoughts out of his head, the unicorn closed the book with a soft snap, before flipping it over to the right orientation to slide back onto the gap in the shelf. Another, thicker tome slid out next to it. “Is not the book I’m looking for.”

“Marigold’s mental magic theory? Is your project on alliteration?”

“Very funny. I just need some source material for verification.” He snorted. A quick flip through seemed to please the young stallion, placing it down on the short stack by his hooves. He reared up to inspect the upper shelves. “I don’t suppose you’d care for something to read? We dolive in a library.”

“I’ve done my share of reading for the morning.” Zefu waved him off, idly browsing the shelves opposite him. “I figured I would stretch my legs and take a walk. Alas...we do live in a library.”

“Surely the outside would be better? There’s going to be combat training later today.”

“That is hardly a leisurely activity.” The other stallion rolled his eyes. He looked around, as if something was amiss. “Hm, are we the only ones around here?”

“There’s bound to be someone eventually, but for now I would say so...why?” Limerence put down another text for later reading, stepping back slightly to give him space to rear up even more. Moving things with your mind did little to help with what you couldn’t see.

Zefu took one more look around to confirm this, before looking at his brother, catching a glimpse of something more in line of what he considered a leisurely activity. He leaned his cane against the shelf.

Limerence’s eyes widened in surprise at the foreleg draped across his back, trailing up his spine. The voice and breath of Zefu whispered in his ear. “I think I’ve found something to do…brother.”

He turned around, only to find Zefu rearing up to his height, albeit slightly shorter. The sensations moved lower, tickling his belly as they made a beeline straight for somewhere unexpected...but hardly unwelcome. He nearly stumbled, planting both elbows against the wood shelves for stability.

“Z-Zefu!” The unicorn hissed through his teeth at the other stallion brushing up against him. “What do you think you’re doing!?”

“Oh, just passing by, nothing wrong with that is there?” The younger hybrid pressed up with his full body against his brother, bellies touching. He brought his muzzle in close and exhaled, sending a bit of warmed breath to tickle the unicorn’s nose.. The reaction was immediate. “But Limerence, I can’t help but notice you seem rather...pent up. You haven’t been taking care of yourself, have you?”

Zefu looked up at Limerence, smiling sweetly. He stuck out his tongue and brought a hoof down along his side. Limerence’s face and ears burned, glancing from side to side for any possible intruders.

“That...that wasn’t the deal…”

“Wasn’t it? I recall the challenge was for me to endure, not you. And I seem to be doing well on that end.” Zefu rocked his hips, dragging his own half-hard shaft up against his brother’s thigh, who stood at full mast. “Besides, I think I would like to re-negotiate. And something tells me you have little reason to resist…”

Limerence bit his lip, torn between the sight of his very physically attractive brother who was very willing to satisfy his physical needs, and the simple fear of being found out. “I-if someone finds us-”

“But you were right, there’s no one else here. You should be more confident in yourself.” Zefu tutted and began to sit down, slowly lowering himself to his haunches until he sat between the unicorn’s legs. “But there will be someone if they hear us. So in the interest of having some fun while we can...do put your talent to good use and make sure we won’t be heard, hm?”

The Zebra-unicorn’s hooves had only just reached to cradle his pair before he noticed the regular sounds of the library fading away. It was just the two of them now, the sound of his own deep breathing against Limerence’s flesh, to the lighter anticipated whiffs of his brother above, to the dull, base throbbing as his blood flowed against his hooves to the engorged pink shaft before him.

“I’ll make this quick~” Zefu smirked as he gently kissed the base of the sack, groping them with a hoof while the other wrapped around the cock above it. He dragged his tongue from base to tip, licking off the drop of precum that formed.

"Leaking so much already, for your own brother?" He let the head enter his mouth, and suckled lightly, feeling the throbbing against his lips while his hooves slowly coaxed more of his brother's fluid out onto his tongue. "You're a very naughty boy, Limerence."

Plunging the thick shaft to the back of his throat, Zefu took Limerence's cock in as deep as he could reasonably go, before pulling it all out with a wet squelch. He gulped down the saliva and pre already in his mouth before continuing his teasing.

"You like this, don't you?" The zebracorn growled up at his brother as he fuelled the spell that kept his lewd sounds from the outside world. Zefu put his hooves around the dick, jerking him off from base to medial ring as he pressed his tongue against the tip and felt the leaking nectar pouring out.

"You like seeing me on my knees-” Another drop of pre formed, quickly wiped away by Zefu’s tongue. “-hungry, waiting for your seed…” A kiss on the shaft produced a wet smack, and a gasping moan that betrayed his enjoyment escaped his mouth. “All but begging you to finish in my mouth?"

"Ngh…would it speed you up…if I said yes…?" The air around Limerence felt uncomfortably warm. In part due to the strain of having his concentration divided between spellcasting and Zefu aiming the flaring head of his pink shaft into his waiting maw.

He felt it coming, speeding up with increasing velocity from deep within his groin and then-

"That's exactly what I wanted to hear." Zefu stopped all his motions, and pulled away. Leaving Limerence's stallionhood a throbbing, leaking mess.

"W-wait, wha…?" The unicorn blearily muttered out, too confused to do anything else.

"Consider this my challenge: Shall we see if you can last until tonight? I know I can." Zefu grabbed his cane and moved to stand, clearly in no more lustful state of mind despite the half-flaccid dangling length between his legs. Even he couldn't deny that recent events… excited him. "Restrain yourself from acting out, despite my efforts, and I'll reward you...any way you wish."

Sound slowly bled back into reality as Limerence's spell wore off, the unicorn still processing the full meaning, direct and implied, of his brother's words.

"Take your time, brother dear." He patted his mane, slightly damp from sweat. "I'll see you during practice."

Limerence was left with the image of a wink and a smile from his smug sibling's face, and the wet smell of a ruined orgasm hanging in the air. At least his stack of books lay untouched. He considered finishing off with his hoof - it was the obvious conclusion. The memories were still fresh. But a fire welled up in that moment, a defiance that fought to deny the submission such an act would be.

He snorted and gathered up his books, patiently waited for his body to calm, and took one more look around just to be sure. He'd continue on - business as usual, with perhaps one or two more items on his agenda.

After all, he didn't plan to lose.

Author's Note

Part 3 of the brother's little game, and honestly ~~I hope its the last one I got other stories to write~~ I hope you guys enjoy it. Figured I'd go with the food theme and name each part after a wine, this time.

That's it, really, more of the same.