Um.... I had a dream. It was pervy. Thought I'd share.
This is a peice that continues from The Songbird, the Suit and the Soldier
Title: Brother's Revenge
Characters: Chaos, Vincent
Rated: Mature - For talk of smut
I um... I like the twins.
Vincent prowled around the bedroom, hands in his pockets, frowning. Sephiroth was out with Cloud, meeting a potential client and getting some shopping done, and he and Chaos were here, waiting for Zack to get back from his current ‘mission’.
“If he comes back with one more chit saying paid with quickie I’m going to grind his skull into the drywall.” He muttered.
Chaos sat on the bed, a smirk hidden by his clasped hands as he watched his twin stalk and mutter and work himself up. It was always the same when Zack went out to watch over his songbird. Vincent wasn’t worried about the money; he wanted to be worried about the money. He was worried Zack was going to fall for his little playgirl and leave them behind.
“Why don’t you calm down and plan with me?” he suggested with a rumble purr.
Vincent glanced at him with one ruby eye before leaning against a wall and tapping his foot impatiently, arms crossed defensively across his dress-shirt covered chest. “And what are you planning exactly?”
Chaos stood slowly, eyes raking over his brother appreciatively. Oh, Vinny cut his hair and dressed like a pansy sometimes, but they were the same underneath. They were the same blood, the same bone, and they were only different on the outside because it made being the same easier. Under the cloths and manners, Vinny was the same animal he was. But people didn’t trust Chaos, couldn’t see past the long hair and fangs and violent laughter to the wicked little heart inside that loved and longed and beat crimson as his eyes.
Vinny put on a mask so that they could work with people. He laughed softly and smiled with closed lips but the same dangerous, possessive qualities ran inside him. They were the same. One creature living in two bodies. And it was time Chaos took care of his other half.
“I was planning on jumping our little kitten as soon as he came home and tying him to the bed and fucking him till he screamed. Until all he could think about was us. Until his whole world revolved around what we were doing to him and he forgot his little songbird even existed. I might even let him come sometime before dawn if he begs nicely enough.”
Vincent watched him, eyes dilated and mouth open a little as Chaos stalked forward, caging his littler brother against the wall with his body. “Of course, the best way to make him beg is to fuck you. Chain him down and strip him bare and make him watch as we dance together, leave him aching and wanting while you pant my name.”
Vincent growled, fisting his brother’s cloak and shoving up to silence those lips with his own, tongue thrusting deep into that taunting mouth, fangs catching on each other though neither cared.
Arching into that had lean body he shuddered as his mind continued to play out the images Chaos planted. “Your evil, sadistic, totally unrepentant aren’t you?” he panted when they broke apart.
“Absolutely. So?”
Crimson locked with crimson and they both smiled. In a downtown club Zack sneezed.
“Where did we put those chains?”
Title: Brother's Revenge
Characters: Chaos, Vincent
Rated: Mature - For talk of smut
I um... I like the twins.
Vincent prowled around the bedroom, hands in his pockets, frowning. Sephiroth was out with Cloud, meeting a potential client and getting some shopping done, and he and Chaos were here, waiting for Zack to get back from his current ‘mission’.
“If he comes back with one more chit saying paid with quickie I’m going to grind his skull into the drywall.” He muttered.
Chaos sat on the bed, a smirk hidden by his clasped hands as he watched his twin stalk and mutter and work himself up. It was always the same when Zack went out to watch over his songbird. Vincent wasn’t worried about the money; he wanted to be worried about the money. He was worried Zack was going to fall for his little playgirl and leave them behind.
“Why don’t you calm down and plan with me?” he suggested with a rumble purr.
Vincent glanced at him with one ruby eye before leaning against a wall and tapping his foot impatiently, arms crossed defensively across his dress-shirt covered chest. “And what are you planning exactly?”
Chaos stood slowly, eyes raking over his brother appreciatively. Oh, Vinny cut his hair and dressed like a pansy sometimes, but they were the same underneath. They were the same blood, the same bone, and they were only different on the outside because it made being the same easier. Under the cloths and manners, Vinny was the same animal he was. But people didn’t trust Chaos, couldn’t see past the long hair and fangs and violent laughter to the wicked little heart inside that loved and longed and beat crimson as his eyes.
Vinny put on a mask so that they could work with people. He laughed softly and smiled with closed lips but the same dangerous, possessive qualities ran inside him. They were the same. One creature living in two bodies. And it was time Chaos took care of his other half.
“I was planning on jumping our little kitten as soon as he came home and tying him to the bed and fucking him till he screamed. Until all he could think about was us. Until his whole world revolved around what we were doing to him and he forgot his little songbird even existed. I might even let him come sometime before dawn if he begs nicely enough.”
Vincent watched him, eyes dilated and mouth open a little as Chaos stalked forward, caging his littler brother against the wall with his body. “Of course, the best way to make him beg is to fuck you. Chain him down and strip him bare and make him watch as we dance together, leave him aching and wanting while you pant my name.”
Vincent growled, fisting his brother’s cloak and shoving up to silence those lips with his own, tongue thrusting deep into that taunting mouth, fangs catching on each other though neither cared.
Arching into that had lean body he shuddered as his mind continued to play out the images Chaos planted. “Your evil, sadistic, totally unrepentant aren’t you?” he panted when they broke apart.
“Absolutely. So?”
Crimson locked with crimson and they both smiled. In a downtown club Zack sneezed.
“Where did we put those chains?”