A/N: So... This is very long, a lot longer than I intended, but I hope you enjoy this anyway. I think that Tsubaki and Azusa are great together - perfect, in fact. However, this is a warning: in case you didn't read the summary, this fic does contain non-con/dub-con and homosexual penetrative sex. I've also called them twin's rather than triplets for the story's sake. I'd love reviews back and I normally return them when I check on FP/FF. Please, no flames; read something else if you don't like the content. Enjoy x
Azusa and Tsubaki: Excuses
"No! Tsubaki!" Azusa shouted angrily as his arms were twisted behind his back and forced together by his uncaring twin. A cable tie was shoved onto his wrists, securely restraining his hands behind his back and effectively diminishing his power to struggle. With a powerful push, Tsubaki sent his brother face first onto the bed in his room and then climbed up after him, straddling his twin at the waist.
Tsubaki pushed a dominating hand through the silky soft strands of Azusa's black hair. His twin twisted and glared at him hotly.
"Tsubaki, stop this." Azusa spat out. His nostrils were flared with a potent mix of anger and panic, and his dark glasses were askew on his nose. His usual cool, tidy demeanour was replaced completely by a flushed, messy version of his popular voice actor self.
Tsubaki smiled down at his powerless twin. His hand tightened in Azusa's hair, and bending down he nipped the shell of his brother's ear. "No." He insolently replied.
"Tsubaki-!"
As Tsubaki sent an exploratory hand under the hem of Azusa's suit jacket, Azusa's mind began to whirl…
It had only been after Ema-chan - their new step-sister - had arrived that his brother had started acting this way. Frustrated at his lack of progress in the seduction of their sister, Tsubaki had begun taking out his resulting anger and pent-up desire on the only other person close enough to him to do so: his twin brother. Azusa's own overtures at Ema-chan, and his habit of preventing Tsubaki from going further than anything other than a kiss, did not help the situation.
Now forced into his brother's room, Azusa was once again helpless.
Azusa could already feel the hardness that revealed his brother's lust pressing against him - like an iron rod in his back as Tsubaki pushed his body closer into his. He tried to jerk away from the unwanted contact, but his twin only pressed himself tighter, harder.
As he cursed at his twin's unsought advances, one of Tsubaki's cool hands slipped under his shirt and worked its way up the soft, flat planes of Azusa's chest, teasing at his nipples. Without prevarication he pinched, squeezing the small nub of flesh between his fingers, and Azusa gasped, thrown off-guard at the coldness of his hands. A wave of heat flooded him, and the unwanted shiver of a response rippled through his body.
On top of him, Tsubaki recognised the reaction for what is was, and smiled delightedly as his brother tried to rein his own emotions in. His hand pushed further into Azusa's hair, gripping possessively at the roots. The younger twin let out a pant of fear, twitching beneath Tsubaki's weight. "Tsubaki … Get off me…" He didn't want to be raped again.
Tsubaki leant down, pressing his weight into his brother, and drew his tongue along the back of Azusa's neck, just under his hair. Azusa jerked at the unexpected wet contact, the swipe of hot spit Tsuba-nii left as he tasted his skin burning him, and then moaned as Tsubaki's mouth clamped down hard on his neck and sucked. He left a bright purple bruise. "Tsubaki… no-" Azusa felt weak. Despite his struggling he was unable to escape and break his twin's dominant position on his body.
"Just relax… You'll get used to this all… eventually." Tsubaki's voice was unmoved by Azusa's protests, unremittingly tweaking and teasing his brother's nipples, working them to hard, sensitized peaks. Azusa panted unwillingly, head hanging at the provocative contact. "Shall we hear your moan?" His brother's voice whispered in his ear, a smirk in his voice. Azusa twisted around to swear at him, and Tsubaki met his eyes, his gaze unintelligible. But the insistent bulge pressing at his lower back reminded Azusa that this wasn't playing around; his twin only wanted one thing - and he had gotten it from him before.
One more second of eye-contact, and he was pressed back down. One of Tsubaki's hands pushed up under his shirt, dragging up Azusa's pale chest and briefly teasing his pink nipples before winding its way up his neck to his mouth, forcing open his lips and pushing two long fingers into the slick, hot wetness hidden there. He pressed into Azusa's tongue acquisitively, pulling him back to his body as his brother tried to break free of his embrace.
A spark of electricity, burning hot and deep, jumped between the two of them at the increased contact.
Azusa let out an unexpected, wanton moan. His eyes shot open in surprise at the noise, and then he flushed, angry and humiliated at his involuntary response. "No! Tsubaki!" He rasped, as he felt his twin chuckling behind him. But he whimpered, caught by surprise when Tsubaki pressed the length of his body against his and Azusa felt himself respond with another wave of heat, his body pushing himself up urgently to meet the hard contours of his brother's form. Another hoarse, unbidden moan escaped his throat as he felt Tsubaki's hardness.
Tsubaki chuckled, pleased, and kissed the side of Azusa's neck. "Be patient… " He murmured. Regaining some of his mind, Azusa shied away from his twin's burning lips. A single tear slipped from the corner of his eye and rolled down his cheek.
Azusa was frightened at the rising tide of desire in his body, his lust at odds with the exact opposite running through his mind. He felt as if he were being controlled by two separate halves; one the cool, calm rational side of him that recognised that they were brothers, and that this was wrong, and his other half; the half of him that responded joyfully to the joint singing of his and Tsubaki's matching blood, giving voice to that small, very small part of him - usually kept buried - that admitted that Tsubaki was his whole world. He felt as if he were being pulled in two.
"Tsubaki… Tsuba-nii" Azusa gagged on his brother's fingers, pleading - what for, he no longer knew - as Tsubaki pushed his fingers further into Azusa's mouth. Tsubaki's hot kisses rained down on Azusa's neck as he panted. Azusa struggled to bring his arms around from his back, feeling his gag reflex beginning to kick in as he choked on his own spit and Tsuba's fingers, but Tsubaki only forced Azusa's head back around, pressing hard kisses to his skin and stifling his appeals by stuffing another finger in his mouth. Spit trickled down from Azusa's mouth where he struggled to breathe.
Tsubaki's free hand slipped down to quickly unbuckle the metal clasp on Azusa's belt. Azusa's eyes shot open in panic, fear filling his veins as he remembered the last time Tsubaki had pushed him this far. "No! Don't go there, Tsubaki! Not again-" He twisted beneath his older brother and tried to arc away under his possessive weight, but Tsubaki only grit his teeth as he struggled not to be thrown off.
Images of their last session of love-making flashed through Azusa's head; the feel of hot skin and the fear melting into passionate love, Tsubaki's thrusts into his body, the two becoming one. The realisation afterwards that he was only a vessel for Tsubaki's thwarted desire and the cold, empty feeling that followed; the sickening feeling that they had done something wrong. His own confused feelings for Ema-chan. Then there were the same feelings the next time, and the time after that, and then the next time after that one. Azusa didn't want to feel those things anymore.
Renewing his struggles at the knowledge of the mental torment that would follow once they had consummated Tsubaki's intended act, Azusa bucked under his sibling's weight. Scowling as he was almost thrown off, Tsubaki's other hand slipped under the waistband of Azusa's jeans, his teeth biting his ear. "Azusa!" Tsubaki growled. He needed his other half to stay still. Azusa flinched as the cold hand brushed through his pubic hair and forced its way down to grip the sensitive sack of his balls in an effort to keep him still, his twin grabbing him tight.
The method succeeded, and Azusa froze, eyes squeezing shut in pain and at the shock of the cold as his brother exerted a warning pressure on his younger brother.
"Don't struggle. Stay still." Tsubaki's words, in pants and issued through gritted teeth, were both a warning and testament of Tsubaki's own struggle. No longer tauntingly gleeful, Azusa's twin seemed grim and determined, deadly serious. The same height and build as Azusa, it was taking all of Tsubaki's stamina to hold him down - and he was breathing hard - but the throbbing ache between Tsubaki's thighs was insistent on this conquest. He didn't want to hurt his brother, but he would take what he wanted from him.
Tsubaki's hand slipped out of the trembling Azusa's mouth, causing him to gasp at the sudden rush of cold air into the opening, and then slid down his chest, slipping off his loosened tie and skilfully unbuttoning Azusa's shirt as he went. He pulled his twin up, so that he was straddling his legs from behind, and Azusa remained still, frozen and anticipating, his brother's restricting grip between his legs forcing him to stay still.
Unimpeded by any material, Tsubaki's hand stroked the length of his brother's torso, feeling the unexpected ridges of hard muscles beneath the skin, revelling in the contrast of hard and soft, and as Azusa relaxed his other hand carefully released his suffocating hold on his brother's testicles, slipping up to grasp at his unsuspecting shaft. Settling his brother's jolt at the contact, slowly, Tsubaki began to pump up and down in long, continuous strokes, pressing soft kisses to his brother's neck in a soothing gesture.
A toe-curling moan ripped out of Azusa's throat as Tsubaki touched him. Tsubaki throbbed painfully in response. Azusa instantly hardened in his brother's hand, swelling and filling into Tsubaki's palm into an elongated stiffness. "Good boy," Tsubaki murmured, pressing his face into Azusa's shoulder, rubbing the skin of his shaft up and down gently in his hand. Azusa panted. "Good boy…" Tsubaki whispered. His tongue flickered out and licked his brother's white skin.
"No… No…" One hand stroked Azusa's torso, trailing nails lightly over his skin, flicking a nipple, and the other increased its speed and pressure on his brother's member. Azusa moaned automatically, rocking his hips a little in his brother's grip as Tsubaki pumped him harder and harder.
Azusa felt the familiar coil of unreleased lust building in the pit of his stomach, the throb of his penis and the slow tightening of his balls as he prepared for release. He was too far gone now too fight. A small part of his brain remained sane and screaming, but the rest had shut down or been consumed by the overpowering red-hot heat rushing throughout his body, and his instincts and desires had wrested control from his mind. He was a shaking mass of hot lust, trembling and thrilling to Tsubaki's touch. Azusa leaned back heavily against Tsubaki's body as his brother pumped him in his fist, panting, with his eyes half closed in heavy-lidded desire.
Tsubaki's free hand came up to slide along Azusa's neck, gripping him under the chin, forcing his head around and up to meet his lips. Tsubaki's mouth descended onto Azusa's open lips and his tongue pushed into his mouth. They met in a sloppy clash of tongues and heat, Azusa mindlessly returning Tsubaki's wanton open-mouthed kisses, leaving spit trailing from both their chins.
"Mmn- Nngh…" Azusa moaned as Tsubaki caressed him, his hips bucking into Tsubaki's hand, penis sliding cleanly in and out of Tsubaki's palm. He had completely sacrificed all control to his older brother. Tsubaki looked down into his younger sibling's half-gone face, and gently took the glasses off his nose, putting them on the duvet beside them. He took Azusa's face in one hand, brushing the twin's heavy fringe of purple-black hair off his face so that he could see both of his brother's violet eyes, half closed and unfocused.
Tilting Azusa's head up, he kissed him. "You want to release now?" He asked the dazed boy.
Azusa himself tried to protest. But his head, acting of its own freewill nodded, mumbling incoherently, and Tsubaki smiled at this innocence and uncommon vulnerability. He pumped a little harder, and Azusa cried out, wordless. Tsubaki… "Okay." Tsubaki said simply in response, quietly treasuring the uncommon moment he had to have his twin's soft body in his arms, pressed up against his.
Tsubaki's rhythm on his brother's shaft picked up the pace, and Azusa began calling out. Tsubaki smiled; Azusa always became uncharacteristically vocal as he neared his climax. During coitus was one of the only times Tsubaki got to hear his twin's voice issuing from him - loud, uninhibited and natural, not composed and calm, and not from a script.
"Tsuba - Tsuba-nii -" Azusa's pants were erratic now, his body twitching in Tsubaki's arms, completely obedient to Tsubaki's touch. The silver-haired twin ignored his own uncomfortable erection and worked on ensuring his twin's own release. "Tsuba… Tsuba- Tsuba-nii-!" Tsubaki smirked. Azusa had reverted to calling out his brother's old pet name, from back when they were babies and didn't know they were separate beings with separate lives.
"Tsubaki!" With one great arc away from his twin's body, causing Tsubaki to hook an arm around Azusa in surprise, Azusa came. His body jerked up sporadically as ropes of silky white come shot out of his rigid penis, and Azusa cried out loud. Tsubaki panted, holding on to his brother, feeling his own erection strain at the sight of his brother's release. He clutched his brother's body to his chest tightly.
Azusa collapsed against him, exhausted. For a moment both brothers were still.
"Good boy…" Tsubaki murmured, kissing the top of his twin's silky head. "Well done." Azusa panted, unable to respond. His mind was lost in the fracturing constellations of stars that had exploded in his head at his moment of release...
A/N:
Sooo looking forward to the next episode of BC, and I can't believe it's going to be the last one(?)! Who is Ema-chan going to end up with? Or is she just gonna play it safe? Out of interest, do the rest of you ship any of the other brothers? With the last episode I've recently been considering NatsumexSuburu (obviously, Suburu as the top, *leer*), and have been playing around the idea of LouisxUkyo, with Ukyo as the top and a bit of a sadist. I can definitely see Louis with a lot of toys sticking out of him...
Even if you're not into that sort of stuff, I'd love to hear your thoughts on this and my fic, especially if you got this far! Thank you for reading! x
Warning: Actual penetration next chapter...
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