Title:
Forbidden Spice
Author:
LoveAnime18
Rating:
PG-15
Warnings:
Incest. Human names. Implied sex.
Notes:
On-going fill for the Kink Meme. This update is taken from the kink meme from parts 4-5.
Matthew just loved his sister like any other brother would. Just because he said "yes" to all of Francis' questions, it doesn't mean he is in love with Allison. He could just be an overprotective brother who adores his sister. Is that too hard to believe? Francis had to be crazy to even think he was in love with his sister. It was such an inane idea. There was no way in hell he could be in love with Allison.
"Non-discriminatory love," Matthew scoffed. Part of Matthew wondered why he put up with Francis, but he knew why. Aside from being there from the beginning of his high school career, and help making Matthew who he is today, Matthew knew Francis was an irreplaceable part of his life. Even if he didn't love him, there was satisfaction whenever he was with him or with him.
Francis was like chili powder; he was the obvious hot and spicy part of his life. Matthew had no problem admitting that Francis knew his way around in bed the best compared to everyone else he has done in the past. But Francis was also the lesser-known fact of chili powder in his life as well. Chili powder is a mixture of different spices, and Francis played a mixture of roles in Matthew's life. The lover. The older brother. The friend.
But none of that changed the fact that Francis' "non-discriminatory love" ideal sounded more like an excuse Francis came up with for himself when he was caught molesting a gazebo. Because no one in their right mind would believe this type of love since unlike Francis, others—like himself—cared about ethical values such as not falling in love with your sister. Because surely Arthur wouldn't—
Matthew immediately regretted thinking about Arthur because his mind went back to seeing Arthur and Allison together in the student council office. At the time, Matthew had just been passing by the room, and heard some noise, so he looked inside to see Allison sitting on the desk with her arms and legs wrapped around Arthur's body as Arthur was leaning down a bit with one hand on Allison's thigh while the other was crawling up her leg. Matthew could only watch in horror as he saw Arthur kissing Allison's neck, nipping at it ever so slowly while making his way down her shoulder while she moaned out Arthur's name.
There was nothing Mathew wanted to do more than wipe that image out of his head… ok maybe getting a hold of one of the Swiss boy, Vash Zwingli's rifles from his collection and shooting Arthur in the head, was one thing he wanted to do more, but he put that thought aside for now.
Matthew turned over and tried to fall asleep, but he was failing at it miserably. For the next two hours Matthew did nothing but lie awake in his bed starting at the ceiling. Eventually Toris' alarm went off and he began to stir from his bed, shutting off the alarm. Matthew decided to feign sleep in order to avoid questioning from his roommate, and waited for Toris to finish getting ready for school and head out the door before even made the slightest movement again.
When Toris was long gone, Matthew sat up again and tried to figure out if he wanted to bother to even go to school or not. He did promise Francis that he would see him at lunch and if he didn't show up Francis would get suspicious, not to mention Katyusha would be on his case if he didn't show up as well, and Allison… she would get worried if he didn't show up to class again.
"So I guess that decides it," Matthew said aloud to himself. Matthew got out of his bed, changed into his uniform and headed out the door.
Matthew looked at his watch; it was 7:34, and that meant the cafeteria would be open, and serving breakfast now, so he decided to make his way over there. When Mathew arrived at the cafeteria he went up to the kitchen staff and ordered some pancakes. When they finished cooking his meal, Matthew sat down at a vacant table taking what the school liked to call "maple syrup" when it was pale in comparison to the real thing from the maple trees in Canada, and poured it all over his pancakes, drowning them in the sweet flavoring even more so than usual.
"When something is bothering you, you always smather your pancakes in maple syrup," Matthew heard from behind him. He turned around to see his sister, Allison standing there with a tray of her food, a plate full of: waffles, eggs, bacon, a side of toast and a cup of coffee. How Allison managed to eat as much as she does and stay in shape was really beyond Matthew, especially since she eats those burgers from McDonalds all the time.
So you gonna tell me what's up?" Allison asked, taking a seat next to Matthew.
"It's nothing," Matthew replied. "I heard you stopped by the room last night. Sorry I wasn't there, I was at Francis' dorm studying with him and some friends."
"It s'okay," Allison said, while taking a bite of her waffle. "Oh look! It's the old man."
"Don't call me that you bloody wanker!" Arthur yelled, setting his tray on the table. "I'm only a year older than you."
"But you act like such an old man," Allison stated. "I mean, who drinks tea at this age? Artie, you should really act your age and go grab a coke or something."
"How about you act your age Allison," Arthur rebutted. "There is nothing wrong with being a refined gentlemen."
"So says the guy who was a wild and untamable child at 13 years old," Allison said with laughter between her lips.
"B-Belt up!" Arthur yelled in a flustered tone. Matthew watched the two bicker and exchange insults, but Matthew noticed the air was very different between the two. They argued the same as always, but the harshness behind of what either of them said (especially Arthur's) dropped severely, and has definitely become a lot more relaxed. It was obvious the two didn't hate each other, after all two people wouldn't make out with one another in the student council office if they hated each other.
Matthew didn't notice be began to clench his fist until he clenched his hand, so tight that blood started dripping down his fist. Why was he so mad? Surely he wasn't jealous, and of Arthur Kirkland of all people.
"Mattie are you aware that you're bleeding?" Allison asked, staring at Matthew's hand. Matthew quickly unclenched his hand and removed it from Allison's sight. Of all the times to actually take notice of her surroundings it had to be the time Matthew actually didn't want her to pay attention.
"I'm fine," Matthew replied.
"Are you sure? You-" Arthur started, but was quickly silenced when Matthew abruptly stood up from his seat. "Matthew?"
"I have to go," Matthew said, grabbing his tray of food, and leaving the cafeteria with a very perplexed duo still sitting in their seats unsure of what to do exactly.
