Out

Intertwining their identical fingers together, they faced the world for another tedious day. They slowly completed their expected duties such as teasing the Lord, respecting the Shadow King the best they could and causing an uproar in the Lord’s emotions by toying with his most prized possession: the Commoner Princess. But after the day is dead and the night is alive, they are together and only together, locked within their own safe world where no one can touch them.

It was ritual to be together after each day had met its end. Ever since they were young, they were never separated at night. Night was their time and only their time. First, they rid themselves of the daily perversions and sweat of the other world by taking scorching hot showers as if they were burning sin away from their pores. After cleansing their bodies, they would go on to slid comfortably into their own world.

Dominance was a thing that was fought for and never given to just one person, no matter what it seemed like in public. Identical mouths battled for the power, for the adrenaline rush, for the control. Tongues and teeth clashed making it sloppy nonetheless, but the battle raged on. Soon hands were joined in the battle and the hands touched each and every part of their bodies. It was funny that they cleansed their bodies before slipping into their world to juts be perverted by each other but then again, they were Howard Eden and Jean Claude and Howard Eden and Jean Claude were always contradictory.

Howard Eden sighed as he decided to finally give up control. Sometimes it felt good to be submissive and Howard Eden was going to revel in all that is pleasure. Jean Claude grinned to himself happily as he pushed his lover down onto their enormous bed. Running his fingertips along Howard Eden’s well defined chest, he pressed his warm; kiss swollen lips to his twin’s alabaster skin. In response, Howard Eden moaned in appreciation and buried his long fingers into Jean Claude’s tousled red hair. The feeling of his lover’s warm lips upon his ivory skin was electric and he wanted more. He wanted to be in this abyss as long as he possibly could. It didn’t matter what people thought because he had the best of the best. He had Jean Claude.

Wanting to provide as much pleasure for his lover as possible, Jean Claude pressed more kisses throughout his lover’s body while mumbling “Mine. Mine. Mine.” Howard Eden was his as he gave his lover pleasure and made his squirm and contract under his fingers and hands. Howard Eden was moaning under his lover’s touches when he felt a nip at his skin. He gasped as he realized it was Jean Claude nipping at his skin. Gasping at the mere thought of Jean Claude’s teeth, Howard Eden urged him on by gently yanking on his twin’s flaming red hair.

Smirking at the feel of pleasure and pain that coursed through his body at the second his lover yanked at his hair, Jean Claude came up to meet his lover’s open gasping mouth and kissed his lover passionately while breathing in his scent. Howard Eden always smelled alluring something like burnt leaves that always smelt crisp and burning that would get Jean Claude’s senses feeling overloaded and aroused. Leaving Howard Eden’s lips rather quickly, Jean Claude moved to devour his twin’s neck. Moaning at the attack upon his neck, Howard Eden decided to take it a step further and moved his hands down his lover’s body to come in contact with the waistband of his boxers. Groping his lover through his boxer shorts, Howard Eden positioned his head to be able to smell Jean Claude’s hair. He too, felt his lover’s scent wet grass to be so arousing that sensations of pleasure rocketed through his body as he felt himself get closer and closer to his peak.

Sensing Howard Eden’s need to come, Jean Claude flipped his lover over in one liquid motion. Licking his palm thoroughly, he yanked down his boxers and positioned himself behind his twin. Placing sloppy kisses on Howard Eden’s neck, he pushed himself into his twin in a solid motion that earned a satisfied gasp from Howard Eden. Thrusting at a slow pace, Jean Claude ran his fingers through his twin’s hair before feeling the need to go faster as Howard Eden begged for more contact.

“Faster.” Howard Eden mumbled and that signaled Jean Claude to take it to the next level.

Grabbing Howard Eden’s hips, he pumped in and out in short yet satisfying thrusts. Howard Eden clawed at the sheets as he felt his much needed peak come closer and closer. Jean Claude, also feeling his peak approach, grabbed Howard Eden’s hair promptly to ask him the question that had been burning in his mind the second he slipped inside his twin.

“Tell me your mine, Howard Eden.” He mumbled, gruffly as he pumped faster and faster, wanting to feel the wave of sensations.

“I’m yours, Jean Claude. I’m yours.” Howard Eden cried as he felt his balls tighten; the tell tale sign of an orgasm approaching.

“Tell me I’m yours.” Jean Claude cried, hoarsely as he also felt his orgasm approach.

“You’re mine, you’re mine, you’re mine, you’re mine!” Howard Eden screamed as he came with his hips bucking against Jean Claude and his mind swirling with all the emotions he felt at the time.

Closing his eyes, Jean Claude felt his orgasm take over and thrust a few more times into Howard Eden’s hips as he rode out the waves of pleasure.

As Jean Claude slipped out of his twin, Howard Eden moaned at the loss of contact but nonetheless, settled himself into Jean Claude’s arms and inhaled the crisp scent of wet grass and his lover breathed in the fiery aroma of burnt leaves.

And they lay there, in tangled, sweaty sheets, eventually falling asleep, inhaling in their own scents of wet grass and burnt leaves.