Hello Quincesters~ So it's been nearly an entire year since I've posted this {and sadly I seem to have fallen off of the Quincest wagon :C}. But! I still felt guilty that I had this saved in my hard drive for who knows how long. So I'm going ahead and posting it. I haven't read over it since I last worked on it, so forgive me for any mistakes.

Cheers,

Mel

Methods

Sara's last suggestion hung heavily in the air and made Tegan burn up like nobody's business. What the fuck is going on? Tegan scooted herself back to lean against the now-loose headboard. Her toned legs sunk into the imprints where Sara's hands were just a minute ago. She felt herself melting into the sheets, her sister's warmth still clinging to them. Goosebumps rose to accompany the beads of sweat on her skin. Something only her sister brought on to her.

Tegan began to grow tired of covering her eyes with her hands and dropped them to the bed. She idly drew shapes on the bedspread with her pointer finger while trying to keep her eyes shut. "Saraaaa," she whined. "What the hell are you doing? Where are you? Can I look yet?" She felt around and grabbed at the air blindly.

"N-not yet," Sara strained as she wobbled on one foot, struggling to get her leg into the other side of the harness.

Tegan slowly opened an eye rebelliously, but had Sara's bra flung at her in response. "Damn it, Tegan, I said no peeping!"

"Oh, fine." The older twin leaned over to pick the striped lingerie up and covered her eyes with it. "Where, oh where has my baby gone? Oh where, oh where can she be?" Tegan then proceeded to sing, complete with a goofy grin.

Sara stopped her frantic search for lube to watch in amusement. "If I didn't know better, I'd think you'd been the one drinking tonight."

Though Sara was still out of sight, she could clearly see her sister smiling. It was one of those images that you just know by heart. She beamed. "You know you like me when I'm being cute."

"Fuck, finally." Sara grabbed the lube from the bottom drawer of a storage unit. She finished up, with lubricant in hand and strap...on. She moved silently to the left side of the bed and got on a single knee. She tilted Tegan's chin towards her and stole a kiss. Tegan grunted and dropped the bra to the ground, not expecting a lip lock. "I know. And that's why I like you all the time."

Tegan smiled against her sister's lips and opened her hazel eyes briefly. Sara's left hand shot up to cover them back up. "I didn't tell you could look yet." She climbed onto the bed to join Tegan, lying on her side next to her. With her free hand, she easily flipped the top of a plastic bottle and squeezed it several times before the clear liquid came out. She applied it to the blue silicone thoroughly. Then, Sara brought the hand to Tegan's cunt and rubbed the remaining lube on painfully slowly. Up and down the length of her sex. Tegan breathed in sharply, and unintentionally spread her legs apart when fingers grazed her clit. Sara smirked as she rubbed circles around it without adding pressure. She took her hand away from Tegan's face, beautiful in its state.

Tegan looked at her sister with pleading eyes, and tried to ride against her hand. "Sasa... C'mon now." Sara took on an innocent, naïve expression. "What is it?" She began to probe Tegan's entrance while dragging her thumb across her clit.

An inward breath. "You know..." A chuckle. "Quite frankly, I don't get it."An exasperated sigh. Tegan grasped her partner's hand and held it firmly against her sex. "I want to feel you inside of me," she said, barely above a whisper. There was a moment of silence and Sara took this time to study her face. To make things easier, Sara moved around so she was in between her legs. One hand supporting her weight, she hovered over her sister, fringe dangling. Tegan pushed her bangs back behind her ear and cupped her face lovingly. Sara laid herself on top of Tegan and kissed her forehead. Then, she pressed her lips against Tegan's. She opened her mouth slightly to let Sara's tongue through.

Lowering her hand, she probed Tegan's bum. With her thumb adding pressure, she swirled her middle finger around Tegan twice before gently pushing it inside of her. Tegan tensed up and made what sounded like a grunt into Sara's mouth. "Sorry, I wasn't expecting that," she explained.

"Do you want me to stop? I mean, I know we haven't done this before, but you said you 'wanted me inside of you' (Sara began to make air quotes here) an-and I thought it was a good time to try it out! We... we can stop, you know. Does it hurt? Maybe you need more lu-"

"Sara. You make it sound like we're virgins. Baby, I promise I'm fine. Look, it just feels a little... different is all. Keep going." Tegan placed a light kiss on Sara's nose, identical to hers. She gave a half-smile, then a smirk when she realized where this was going. Damn it. I need to... bring my game on. The point is to teach her a lesson. To show that being gentle is nothing compared to fucking so hard you're sore for days.

"Tell me what you want." Sara said lowly after a pause.

"Well, a Tequi-lime pie sounds pretty good." Tegan said cautiously, slightly taken aback by Sara's change in nature.

"That's not what I wanted to hear. Tell me something I want to hear," she demanded.

The older twin then realized that they would get nowhere unless she played along. "I want you to fuck me. In the bum," she simply said.

With that, Sara glided her tongue over Tegan's swollen clit and down, barely sticking it into her cunt, then pulling it out of the wetness. She went lower, lower until she reached Tegan's most private area. Sara flicked her tongue over it several times, making Tegan buck on reflex. With the tip of her tongue she circled the bud before stiffening it and sticking it into the opening. Her sister gasped and grabbed at Sara's hair the best her haircut would let her. She wasn't used to this kind of pleasure. It was a whole other type of feeling. The kind that she would only let Sara give her.

After minutes of breathy moans and Sara sliding her tongue in, then out, in, and then out, she raised her head. "And it's not a bum. It's called an ass." She fixated her mouth on Tegan's clit again. Sara lapped at the sweetness, then closed her lips around it and sucked in. She bit down on it, and tugged, her head moving side-to-side. Simultaneously, Sara pumped her index and middle fingers rhythmically, in and out of her sister's ass. Tegan grinded against Sara's mouth and let out uninhibited moans, starting to get that feeling in the pit of her stomach. Sara noticed her twin tense up, a telltale sign that she was about to come.

Immediately, Sara stopped and sat up. "Sara keep going. Please," Tegan pleaded.

"No. You can't come yet. You have to work for it." The younger twin started to slowly rub her hands on her own skin. On her inner thighs. She tapped her fingers along her sides. She ran her palms seductively over her breasts. That warm feeling in Tegan's insides subsided, but only left her desperate and craving for release. She directed her hand over and played with her sensitive area.

Sara reached out and clutched her sister's wrist. "Stop. Bend over for me." Tegan did so without question. Sara dragged her fine nails on her sister's shoulder blades, then slowly, following the dips of her curves. Increasing pressure until she left red marks down the small of her back. Tegan groaned in pleasure, enjoying the feel of her partner's nails clawing down her back.

"Spread yourself," Sara insisted, her hands gripping Tegan's silky thighs. She did so with two fingers. "It turns me on when you talk dirty like that," Tegan growled. Her twin blew, her warm breath tingling her stiff clit.

Sara pulled away and promptly brought a palm to Tegan's tight ass, in a sneak attack (as if she wasn't ready for one.) Tegan bucked forward with the motion, accompanied by a sharp noise, somewhat like a cross between a moan and a whimper.