This is the second part
Part two! Lemon warning ahoy!
Title: Brother's Revenge, part 2
Characters: Chaos, Vincent, Zack
Rated: Mature - For smut
I um... I like the twins.
Zack twisted in the bonds, the rough iron chafing and rubbing his wrists raw but all he cared about was getting someone to touch him. Damn it! They’d been going for almost an hour!
His whine was muffled by the gag, but Chaos raised his face from Vincent’s shoulder and *smirked* at him, thrusting up hard and making the smaller man moan. It was completely unfair!
He’d come home feeling pretty good, after trailing Aeris long enough to know she’d get home without getting harassed by anyone, and he’d been met by a deep kiss as Chaos practically mauled him in the doorway. The older man had said something about smelling wrong and had dragged Zack to bed and an ambush. Vincent had chained him up while Chaos ripped his cloths off and then they’d worked him up and gagged him, leaving him trussed up like a turkey while they fucked each other!
Not that they weren’t pretty to watch of course. Vincent was on his knee’s, head thrown back, spine arched as he panted and thrust backwards, eyes half-lidded and glazed, sweat beading on his chest and running down his taut belly. He had one hand fisted in Chaos’s hair the other was stroking himself, guided by Chaos’s fist over his own.
The older brother was pulling his twin onto his lap, arm wrapped around tight, claws resting on a bared throat, leaving red lines wherever they trailed and wringing hurt little sounds from his lover. Long black hair hung in damp trendles over them both, and they smelled like sex, the scent permeating the small bedroom and making Zack want them even more.
Chaos whispered something to Vincent and the latter blinked slowly, focusing on Zack for a second before Chaos gave a vicious thrust and bit deep into his shoulder, tearing a thin scream from his smaller half.
Glaring murder Zack couldn’t help a small buck, wanting *something* damnit! What did he do to deserve this kind of torture?
“Zack? Do you want him?”
The violet eyed man shuddered at the rough purr, watching the blood trail over Chaos’s vile, filthy, sinful lips. Nodding jerkily, he couldn’t help a moan as Vincent was picked up, Chaos rocking back and bodily lifting his brother, refusing to disengage as he moved them further up the bed and over Zack’s bound form, setting his twin on top of their naughty little kitten, letting pale thighs straddle bronze hips while he settled between the darker man’s spread legs.
It was a little awkward but now Zack could rock up against the weight, a counter point to Chaos grinding down roughly, Vincent caught in the middle, clipped nails clawing at Zack’s sides, pulling at the long hair that covered them all like a sheath, and purring deep in his chest as he was fucked into his lover.
“We missed you kitten. We don’t like you coming home smelling like a girl. So take a shower next time hmm? Not saying you can’t have your fun and fool around, but don’t forget who you’re coming home to. Or we’ll have to repeat this little lesson, with a ring or two.”
The words were quiet and amused; the eyes that stabbed into his own were not. They blazed with possessive anger and jealousy. Demon crimson that cared nothing about social niceties or morals and only bothered with what was *theirs* stared into startled violet until they were sure he got the message. Zack could play, he could even run, but he would not be free long if he did, and he had to respect their feelings or find himself chained like a pet where he couldn’t hurt them again.
“Love you kitten.”
“Love you Zack.”
They spoke in unison, arching down into him and pushing him over the edge where he’d been waiting for so long, their bodies shuddering on top his as they marked him with their seed and scent, like he’d marked her a few hours ago.
Panting, Vincent reached up and undid the wrist cuffs with one hand, ripping the gag down with the other and devouring his mouth. With a chuckle Chaos watched them for a minute before reaching over to the side and digging around for the tube of slick he’d dropped earlier.
“Already?” Zack asked? Eyes wide as he saw what his lover dug up.
“Oh, you didn’t think we were done did you?” Vincent enquired, sitting up and hissing as Chaos pulled free. “You were gagged. You couldn’t beg. You have to beg. The night doesn’t end until you beg Zackling.” His crimson eyes danced with mirth even as a fist slid down to wrap around a flaccid member and coax it back to life. “I thought you wanted me?”
They’re going to kill me. That was the whole plan, I know it. Kill me with sex. Damn.
Title: Brother's Revenge, part 2
Characters: Chaos, Vincent, Zack
Rated: Mature - For smut
I um... I like the twins.
Zack twisted in the bonds, the rough iron chafing and rubbing his wrists raw but all he cared about was getting someone to touch him. Damn it! They’d been going for almost an hour!
His whine was muffled by the gag, but Chaos raised his face from Vincent’s shoulder and *smirked* at him, thrusting up hard and making the smaller man moan. It was completely unfair!
He’d come home feeling pretty good, after trailing Aeris long enough to know she’d get home without getting harassed by anyone, and he’d been met by a deep kiss as Chaos practically mauled him in the doorway. The older man had said something about smelling wrong and had dragged Zack to bed and an ambush. Vincent had chained him up while Chaos ripped his cloths off and then they’d worked him up and gagged him, leaving him trussed up like a turkey while they fucked each other!
Not that they weren’t pretty to watch of course. Vincent was on his knee’s, head thrown back, spine arched as he panted and thrust backwards, eyes half-lidded and glazed, sweat beading on his chest and running down his taut belly. He had one hand fisted in Chaos’s hair the other was stroking himself, guided by Chaos’s fist over his own.
The older brother was pulling his twin onto his lap, arm wrapped around tight, claws resting on a bared throat, leaving red lines wherever they trailed and wringing hurt little sounds from his lover. Long black hair hung in damp trendles over them both, and they smelled like sex, the scent permeating the small bedroom and making Zack want them even more.
Chaos whispered something to Vincent and the latter blinked slowly, focusing on Zack for a second before Chaos gave a vicious thrust and bit deep into his shoulder, tearing a thin scream from his smaller half.
Glaring murder Zack couldn’t help a small buck, wanting *something* damnit! What did he do to deserve this kind of torture?
“Zack? Do you want him?”
The violet eyed man shuddered at the rough purr, watching the blood trail over Chaos’s vile, filthy, sinful lips. Nodding jerkily, he couldn’t help a moan as Vincent was picked up, Chaos rocking back and bodily lifting his brother, refusing to disengage as he moved them further up the bed and over Zack’s bound form, setting his twin on top of their naughty little kitten, letting pale thighs straddle bronze hips while he settled between the darker man’s spread legs.
It was a little awkward but now Zack could rock up against the weight, a counter point to Chaos grinding down roughly, Vincent caught in the middle, clipped nails clawing at Zack’s sides, pulling at the long hair that covered them all like a sheath, and purring deep in his chest as he was fucked into his lover.
“We missed you kitten. We don’t like you coming home smelling like a girl. So take a shower next time hmm? Not saying you can’t have your fun and fool around, but don’t forget who you’re coming home to. Or we’ll have to repeat this little lesson, with a ring or two.”
The words were quiet and amused; the eyes that stabbed into his own were not. They blazed with possessive anger and jealousy. Demon crimson that cared nothing about social niceties or morals and only bothered with what was *theirs* stared into startled violet until they were sure he got the message. Zack could play, he could even run, but he would not be free long if he did, and he had to respect their feelings or find himself chained like a pet where he couldn’t hurt them again.
“Love you kitten.”
“Love you Zack.”
They spoke in unison, arching down into him and pushing him over the edge where he’d been waiting for so long, their bodies shuddering on top his as they marked him with their seed and scent, like he’d marked her a few hours ago.
Panting, Vincent reached up and undid the wrist cuffs with one hand, ripping the gag down with the other and devouring his mouth. With a chuckle Chaos watched them for a minute before reaching over to the side and digging around for the tube of slick he’d dropped earlier.
“Already?” Zack asked? Eyes wide as he saw what his lover dug up.
“Oh, you didn’t think we were done did you?” Vincent enquired, sitting up and hissing as Chaos pulled free. “You were gagged. You couldn’t beg. You have to beg. The night doesn’t end until you beg Zackling.” His crimson eyes danced with mirth even as a fist slid down to wrap around a flaccid member and coax it back to life. “I thought you wanted me?”
They’re going to kill me. That was the whole plan, I know it. Kill me with sex. Damn.