Well AmI, here's the story you've been waiting for me to post. xD Anyways, as the title suggests this deals with Nympomania, for people who don't know what it is, then I suggest you go google it. :3
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Pale, silky smooth flesh greeted Lifty's lidded forest green eyes as Flaky sat at the edge of the bed. Her long fiery hair was tossed over one shoulder, exposing more of her snowy skin to his greedy eyes, taking in the delicate arch as her slender digits attempted to detangle her tousled strands.
He couldn't help himself, hand having a mind of its own to reach out and touch the lovely curve. Flaky whimpered at the feeling of coarse fingers leading a trail down her spine, leaving behind a line of fire in its wake. "L-Lifty, please don't. We don't have time for another round before s-school."
With a sigh, Lifty's fingers retreated from her to lay lazily on the crumpled sheet. "Flaky, you should know more than anyone that I don't want you just for sex." He murmured, staring at her back with a hopeless sense of longing.
He may have her physically, but he can never have her emotionally. No one can.
And only because she doesn't allow herself to get emotionally close to anybody, not feeling adequate enough with her condition.
She never answered, choosing to continue using her fingers to comb through her hair.
"We don't have to go school. We can just lay here together and talk." He suggested hopefully, sliding an arm under his head as extra cushioning.
Tossing her hair over her shoulder to fall over her exposed back in a cascade of scarlet curls, Flaky stood up and swiftly made her way over to her bag, hurriedly digging through it and pulling on her undergarments. "Lifty, you k-know that we won't just b-be talking. I can't control it. I-I have to go to school to distract myself from those...thoughts."
Lifty frowned deeply, his fingers curled around the messy sheets as he sat up in bed, watching her dress as fast she could. "Flaky," his pained eyes burned into her turned back. "Can't I be enough of a distraction for you?"
Instead of answering, she reached into her bag again and pulled out her brush, furiously tearing it through her hair. "J-just get ready Lifty." She murmured, firmly locking her eyes on the ground.
Lifty released a heavy sigh and threw the sheet off to get dressed. She was avoiding the subject again. She always avoided the subject of his feelings towards wanting to be more than just fuck buddies.
For someone so sweet, her disorder can make her quite cold and distant and it left Lifty in a torrent of emotional distress. He preferred it when they were younger, where she never showed signs of her terrible mental disorder.
Where she was warm, caring, and not scared of growing attached to someone.
Pulling on his blazer, Lifty turned just in time to see Flaky leave the room with her bag slung over her shoulder. "Come on, Lifty."
God, he missed the old days where she would actually wait for him, with a cute smile plastered to her face, pale cheeks filled with color as she watched him with eyes full of amusement as he stumbled around trying to pull on his clothes.
If there was one thing in the world that he could wish for..it would be for a cure of this disorder.
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"Look at him," Shifty snickered, leaning forward on his desk in interest as he watched their young teacher. "He thinks he's so good at hiding it, but he isn't. Fucking dumbass."
Lifty who was boredly cradling his chin in the palm of his hand, arched a brow at his twin. "What are you talking about?" He wasn't paying attention to their teacher, his eyes were glued fondly to the redhead a couple desks ahead of them.
She was scribbling notes down, not once stopping, obviously trying to keep her mind occupied so it doesn't become filled with unwanted thoughts.
"Our stupid ass teacher. What do you think?" Shifty laughed, twirling his pencil in his lithe digits.
Forest green eyes reluctantly left the working redhead to glance at their blue haired teacher who was just talking about..whatever they were learning about, Lifty doesn't even know what subject they were supposed to be studying.
If it wasn't for Flaky he would have been ditching school by now.
"What about him?" Lifty mumbled, looking back at his brother in confusion.
"Seriously?" Shifty muttered, adjusting his fedora. "Do you not pay any attention to anything besides the back of Flaky's head?"
The younger twin shrugged uncaringly, letting his eyes drift back to what he was originally staring at.
Shifty smirked, knowing that what he was going to say next was going to definitely catch his brother's attention. "I bet you haven't noticed that Mr. Splendumbass has a thing for Flakes~"
Just as he expected, Lifty snapped out of his dreamy state and snapped his head towards the smirking teen with disbelieving eyes. "W-what? There's no way. He's our teacher."
"So," Shifty grinned, leaning back against his seat. "He's only twenty two years old. She's seventeen. Not too big of a gap."
Snapping his hanging jaw shut, Lifty turned away with a frown tugging at the corner of his lips. "I don't believe you."
Shifty snickered with a sly smirk. "Fine. I bet you twenty bucks that he does have a thing for her~ Just watch how he favoritisms her and the way he stares at her, you'll see what I mean."
Propping his chin on his fist, Lifty stared contemplatively at the cheerful teacher. There's no way that he could like Flaky, could he?
Naw, he couldn't like her. Besides, it was like a snowballs chance in hell that he'd ever get with her.
"Fine. You're on, there's no way he likes his student in that way." Lifty held out his hand which Shifty readily shook, letting go to lean back and watch the teacher confidently.
A couple minutes of intense staring and Lifty began to fear that maybe he shouldn't have made that bet. It looks like he might just lose his precious money to his greedy brother.
The more he watched the more he noticed the little subtle glances that Splendid would pass to his shy student. He would watch her intently - apparently thinking that no one noticed - as she scribbled down the notes, waiting until she was done writing till he flipped onto the next slide so she can begin writing again.
And knowing how shy she was, he seemed to purposely avoid calling on her to answer a question that he would ask the class, seeing as she would shrink down in her seat to hide from being picked.
He really began to notice when they were working on their problem sheets and Flaky, not understanding a question, raised her hand.
Splendid had automatically dropped whatever he was doing and hurried over to her. He then got much too close for comfort - well too close for Lifty's standards.
The blue haired teacher leaned down towards her, draping an arm along the back of her chair - which Lifty thought was extremely unnecessary in his opinion.
His youthful face was placed mere inches away from her's, so close that Lifty could practically see Splendid's soft breathing gently ruffling her hair. Once they were finished, Flaky lifted her head and blushed brightly when she noticed how close his face was to hers.
Sky blue eyes blinked before Splendid realized that she was staring at him and pulled back with his own reddened cheeks. He awkwardly cleared his throat and hurried back to his desk after Flaky quietly thanked him.
Lifty scowled at the obvious attraction the teacher displayed and grumpily dug in his pocket for his money, flinging the bill at his brother who snatched it with his trademark grin.
"Told you~" He snickered, proudly stuffing the bill in his glove. "Too bad the dumbass will never have what belongs to me."
Lifty snorted. "Belongs to you? She doesn't belong to anyone, she isn't just some object you can stake claim on, jackass."
"Well, I say her body belongs to me and I guess to some extent, you too. But she mostly belongs to me since I help satisfy her needs the most~" Shifty told him smugly, eyes wandering to the redhead who was now squirming uncomfortably in her seat.
"Oh, looks like our stupid teacher had an effect on her after all~" The older twin chuckled, using his pencil to point at the shaking female, who was more than likely nervously squeezing her thighs shut from the moistness gathering there.
Lifty blinked, bringing his attention back to her just in time to see her slowly raising a trembling hand in the air.
Splendid immediately made his way back to her with a friendly smile. "Yes, Flaky?"
Her breaths were coming out in quick, heated pants as she stared down at her desk, using her bangs to cover her burning face. "C-can I...u-use the bathroom, p-please?"
"Of course, Flaky." He smiled, wandering over to the door and holding it open for her to rush through.
Lifty frowned and sat up to go follow her, when a gloved hand fisted the back of his shirt and forced him back into his seat.
"Hey!" Lifty growled at his brother, who got up from his seat, straightening out his uniform jacket and throwing his twin a mischievous grin.
"How about you just stay here and try to learn something, while I go help our little nympho with her 'problem'~" Shifty chuckled. "I'm in the mood for a quickie in the janitors closet."
Lifty could only glower at the receding back of his brother as he snuck past their oblivious teacher and out the open door unnoticed.
Frustrated, the younger twin exhaled through his nose, wanting nothing more than to slam his fist against something.
He couldn't stand the fact that he can't do anything to keep Flaky only to him and him alone.
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Blaaah, well, there ya go AmI a sucky new story for you. xD
Anyways, thanks for reading! :D