Htf fan: Soon, hopefully soon…I've only got this story planned out. So, I've only been working on this and my request story until I get the rest of my damn stories planned out. xD

And yes, don't worry, I don't expect anyone to forgive or feel sorry for Shifty. I only wanted to add a soft side to him so he's not just a flat money-hungry, sex-addicted antagonist. :3

Warning for language and some sexuality.

xXx

A groan was heard in the small room as crimson eyes shifted restlessly beneath closed lids. Stifling a yawn, Flaky steadily came back to the waking world, her glazed eyes squinting open as she blinked the lingering heaviness of sleep from them.

Rubbing her eyes, she turned her head to the side once she felt the warm air hit the skin of her neck. That's when she noticed the weight on her waist from Lifty's arms hugging her to him as he continued to sleep away - he never was one to wake up early, even if he does happen to fall asleep early the night before.

She smiled at his peaceful sleeping form, mouth slightly open as he snored quietly, strands of forest colored hair falling over and blocking his shut lids completely from her view. Lifting up a hand, she moved his hair away from his eyes. His mouth closed at the touch, letting out a muffled groan, he tugged her closer to him before resuming his previous deep sleep.

A light, breathy giggle escaped her lips as she toyed with a strand of his hair, admiring how soft it is even though he isn't as big on taking care of his looks like his brother.

Letting out a content sigh, she recalled the memories of last night as she twirled the strands between her fingers. She couldn't help but remember how slow, gentle, and loving it was compared to the usual fast, hard, and lust-driven sex that she gets from Shifty and Splendid.

Her hand moved down to lay on his cheek, her thumb brushing along the soft skin. She could vividly remember his hands holding hers tightly instead of gripping her hips or legs like usual; the tip of his nose bumping into her cheek until he managed to snag her attention, pressing his lips softly against hers instead of sucking and nipping at her neck or breasts to leave behind multiple marks in territorial claim. He seemed to be trying his best to convey how much he cared about her through his actions; which proved to be successful, seeing as that was the most satisfying experience for the redhead.

Her curious eyes roamed his slumbering expression. She recalled listening to a couple girls in her class talk about how their boyfriends made love to them and good it felt, gushing about how the boyfriend was so sweet and caring with them. Her thumb traced absently over his parted lips - was yesterday what they would consider making love?

She blushed, her chest fluttering lightly in excitement. Was this what it felt like to be a normal woman? Too actually have such loving sex because you care for each other - instead of just fucking to satisfy a need. Too actually just lay in bed together in the afterglow, wrapped up in each other's arms - instead of just automatically getting up and leaving or facing opposite sides of the bed once they've got what they wanted.

She had to say, the experience that a normal woman would have was...nice.

Leaning forward, she pressed her lips to his forehead before lifting his arm to get out. She lifted up the sheet to cover him before getting dressed.

Heading over to his dresser, she picked up his brush, dragging the bristles through her tangly hair. Once satisfied that she atleast got the tangles out, placed the brush down, only to take notice of a piece of paper with Lifty's messy handwriting scattered all over it.

Curiosity getting the best of her, she picked it up, her eyes quickly scanning over the sheet. "Potential Therapists." She read aloud, moving down the sheet to see a rather long list of names and phone numbers, along with the prices. Nibbling her lip, she began to feel touched and at the same time guilty at the amount of time that he must have spent looking up therapists just for her, she even noticed links to sites that is apparently about her condition and what could be done to help.

Placing the paper down, she stared with conflicted eyes at the sheet, debating silently in her mind. She gazed back at the slumbering male before turning back to the sheet and setting her mouth into a firm line, finally settling on what she's going to do.

Standing up straight, she sucked in an encouraging breath before spinning around and marching out of the room. It was only a short trip down the hall until she stopped in front of the door that she desired. Taking in another comforting breath, Flaky lifted up her shaking hand and knocked on the door. There was no answer of course, seeing as both brothers had the habit of sleeping in but she had to do it now while she had the courage and so Flaky lifted her hand, knocking insistently until the door was ripped open by an irritated Shifty.

His face was set in an exhausted glower, mouth open and ready to shoot off an insult at the person that woke him up; but once he took in just who was knocking on his door, his mouth closed and settled into a slow smirk as he crossed his arm, leaning against the doorway. "Well, hello there princess. How can I help you this early in the morning~" His tone was low and husky from having just woken up, his heavy lidded eyes skimming over her clothed form eagerly.

Forcing herself to keep from staring at his unclothed chest, Flaky gulped and straightened her back, looking him in the eye with determination. "We need to talk."

His smirk steadily disappeared as he stared at her hardened face; he blinked and the smirk was back, obviously missing the fact that she was being serious. "You want to talk? Okay, I'll play along, lets 'talk'." He snickered, grabbing her hand and tugging her in.

Closing and locking the door behind him, the older twin turned back to the shaking girl, who's hands were shakily clenching and unclenching her sweater to keep from jumping on him right then. He took long strides to her and she looked up through her bangs nervously. "Shifty-"

Her next words were muffled by his lips as his hands cupped her face and dragged her close. Her brows lowered, knitting together in frustration as she struggled to push him off; his moist tongue swiped her sealed lips and she could feel him trying to lead her back to his bed.

It took all that she had not to give in to the burning in her loins, demanding her to satisfy it. She finally managed to shove him away from her as she hurriedly took clumsy steps away from him, her lower back bumping against his dresser.

He stood there, running his fingers over his lips as he stared at the spot she previously occupied in confusion - she's never pushed him away before. He caught her panting, flustered form leaning back against his dresser and grinned. "Someone's feeling feisty today~" He purred, slinking up to her and pressing against her, his fingers teasingly dancing up the length of her arms. "Are you playing hard to get, princess?"

She shook her head frantically, dainty hands placed onto his shoulders to push him away. But she was having a hard time not melting into his arms once he began his assault on her neck, quickly finding her sweet spot and sucking unmercifully on it. Her nails dug painfully into the skin. "S-Shifty, I'm being s-serious...w-we need to t-talk."

His large hands caressed her thighs, moving steadily higher with each passing second. "We are 'talking' princess~" He muttered against her skin, obviously not taking her serious and believing that she was just being strange and calling their foreplay 'talking'.

"S-Shifty...I...I.." He hummed against the pink flesh of her neck, his tongue flicking against it and she had to swallow her moan. This was bad, she couldn't give in now.

His hips ground against hers and her nails bit deeper into the irritated flesh. "S-Shifty...I.." Biting down on her lower lip, she forced herself to stop thinking about her bodies needs at the moment so she could find her voice. "I...I can't sleep with you or S-Splendid anymore!" She cried, immediately feeling him stiffening up in response beneath her hands, his ministrations on her throat ceasing all movement.

"..What?" He whispered huskily against her moist flesh - he must be hearing things. Did she say that she didn't want to sleep with him anymore?

She was panting heavily, trying to gather enough breath to talk normally, nails loosening on his shoulders, leaving crescent shaped indentions behind. "I..I can't do it a-anymore...I can't k-keep hurting L-Lifty like this.."

His hand released her thighs to press onto the dresser behind her, lifting himself up to his full height to meet her eyes. "Flaky...what are you talking about?" His brows lowered, eyes narrowing, mouth settling into a deep frown as he patiently waited for her to calm down and answer him.

"I-it's exactly what I said. I d-don't want to hurt Lifty a-anymore..he cares deeply for me...and I c-care about him too," she swallowed thickly, making sure her eyes didn't wander and stayed firmly locked with his. "I f-feel like I would be able to maintain a relationship with him if I try...and for that to work I..I need to stay faithful to him."

Shifty stared incredulously at her as he processed her words. "So...so you're just going to drop me just like that? Because of Lifty?" His head lowered, fedora shadowing his expression from her.

Flaky gazed at him with concern, reaching a hand out to his hidden face. "Y-you know that our relationship is only physical-"

"Because that's how you wanted it!" He snapped, causing her to recoil her outstretched hand at the jump in volume.

At a loss for words, she could only stare at him with wide eyes, taken aback by the fury clouding his sharp eyes. His teeth clenched, lips lifted up in a snarl as his fingers gripped the wooden dresser behind her until his knuckles were white. "Why the fuck does Lifty get the chance to be with you? Huh? What makes him so much better?" His head lowered once again, voice lowering immensely. "It's not fair."

Two young teens of only fifteen laid beneath a thin sheet, content and panting from the exertion of their previous activity. The forest haired teen wrapped his thin arms around the redhead and pulled her close, pressing his lips to her forehead. "That felt really good, better than I thought it would be. I'm glad you were my first Flaky." He murmured against her hair.

His companion giggled, running her finger experimentally along his collarbone. "I'm happy that you were my first too Shifty. It hurt at the b-beginning..but then it felt really, really good...in fact," her soft lips placed itself on his chest, her hand sliding down to adjust the placement of his hand from her hip to between her legs. "I want to f-feel it again." She moaned, rolling her hips forward and enjoying the way his long fingers slipped along her lower regions.

And he had grinned, reaching onto his nightstand for another condom. He never thought that his shy childhood friend would like sex so much; and being a young hormonal teen, he couldn't help but think that he hit the jackpot with a girlfriend who enjoyed immersing herself in the pleasures of the flesh.

But he didn't think how exhausting it would be to try and keep up with her pace, there were multiple times where she wanted to go again right after they just finished to the point where he would just use his fingers or mouth to satisfy her for the moment. And even then, she would still be hungry for more. More than once she had waken him up in the middle of the night running her fingers over him and trying to get him in the mood even though he wasn't fully awake.

And he always gave her what she wanted without complaint, even when he was exhausted to the point that he couldn't think straight. Because he had admitted to himself that he did love her and would give her whatever she wanted - he is proud that he got much better as he got older, his stamina was much higher, he was able to last longer and give her multiple orgasms from just one round so that she'll be satisfied and won't be trying to get him hard for another round.

He wished that he had noticed when she started to become more and more emotionally distant from him. She hardly hung out with him unless it was for sex, she stopped laying in bed and cuddling with him post-coitus, opting to getting dressed and leaving the room to do something else. The fact that she never responded to his 'I love you' in midst their passion...

The worst had to be when he went to her room one time, only to find the sugar freak in there with her. He had been out late in a heist with his twin and couldn't be there with her for almost the whole day.

The only way he could describe the feeling would be something akin to being punched in the gut as he caught her sitting at the edge of her bed with Nutty kneeling down in front of her, happily sucking on a lollipop that she was holding. She tugged the candy out of his mouth and spread her legs in front of him, wordlessly letting him know what she wanted.

The angry emotion of jealously boiled in him at the sight of the sugar freak practically drooling as he eyed the spot between her legs, his sticky hands reaching up and hiking her skirt up. But before anything could even happen, the older twin had stormed in, snagging the candy lover by the back of his shirt and dragging him out of the room, choking and all until he tossed the smaller teen out the front door. He heard the candy lover's exclamation about where his lollipop that he was promised was before he had the door slammed in his face.

How convenient that Lifty was showering at that time and missed that whole scene of Nutty being tossed out of their house.

He stomped back into her room, slamming the door shut and glowering at the unsatisfied girl on her bed. He could see that she had discarded the lollipop now that she couldn't use it. "What the fuck was that?!" He growled, stalking over to the bed until he was towering over her.

The look on her face said that she was extremely guilty, but the rosy tint on her cheeks along with her biting her lip as her eyes roamed down his chest told him that she was also still very much aroused. "I-I'm sorry...I-I was waiting for you to c-come home when Nutty came to visit me and I j-just had that urge when he hugged me.." He cursed the hyper teen inwardly for his obliviousness for the meaning of personal space.

While he was seething silently, thinking of what he was going to do to keep Nutty away from Flaky; he was taken off guard once he felt her familiar lips press to his abdomen, realizing that she had managed to unbutton the lower part of his shirt without his notice. Her nimble fingers then moved to unbuckling his belt. "Hey! Flaky, what are yo-"

"How about you take out your a-anger on me? I-I can make you feel better." She smiled lustfully, leaning forward and slipping her tongue into his belly button as she unzipped his pants and tugged it down slightly.

"Wait! F-Flaky, I-" His words were cut off into a strangled groan once her gentle fingers wrapped around him, her mouth engulfing him in its warmth.

He didn't have the strength to stop her.

She had her back to him once they had finished and he moved closer, wrapping his arms around her waist and tugging her to him. "Flaky...I want you to tell me why." He murmured into her hair, referring back to the incident earlier.

"I...this...this relationship...Shifty, I want it to be only physical." She mumbled, shifting so she can untangle his arms from around her waist.

He froze, his hold slackening and allowing her to remove them. He pushed himself up onto his elbow, staring down at her in confusion. "But Flaky...I lo-"

"Don't say it," she murmured into her pillow, already predicting what he was going to say. "You say it everytime we do it..and please, I-I don't want you to say it anymore. You just think you love me..but I'm sure it's only lust."

If she was looking at that moment, she would have seen a rare look cross the thief's face. His brows were furrowed upwards, looking like she had slapped him across the face. "Flaky, I know what I feel!"

She didn't reply, merely kept her back to him and he began to notice a strange emptiness fill his body at her distant, callous behavior towards him. He felt numb inside and out as his lips set into a tight line, forest eyes gaining an icy look to them. His hand tightened around the sheet; this is not the girl he fell in love with. The sweet, happy girl who knew nothing but kindness.

This is merely a shell of that girl he knew. Thinking of it like that, he would have no problem tricking himself into believing that he felt nothing but lust for this cold female. "I guess you're right," he snapped, tone coming out harsher than he intended. "The only thing I feel for you is lust."

He got up, scooping up his clothes and pulling them on in the silent room. "Since it's what you want. We can keep this relationship strictly physical."

"It's not fair, I did what you wanted. I hid my feelings and did nothing but provide you with the satisfaction you need." He whispered voice trembling, arms shaking with the effort of holding himself up, fedora shielding his face from her view. "And yet, Lifty's the one that gets you. It's not fair, I love you too. I loved you longer than him."

And Flaky could only lean against the dresser, watching the usually stoic male before her slowly break down before her eyes. "Shifty.." She withheld a gasp at the stream of liquid dripping down from his chin.

"It's not fair." He breathed hoarsely, refusing to turn his face up, even when her hand met his moist cheek.

Her thumb brushed along his cheek, vainly wiping away the tears. "Shifty..I'm so sorry." She never realized how much she had hurt him before with her selfishness and how long his feelings for her lingered. She had fooled herself into believing that he felt nothing but lust for her ever since their first time but now she can't feel anything but guilt at this heartbroken man before her.

His head lowered to rest against her shoulder, his frame shaking from the emotions wracking through his body. Her hands moved up, embracing him to her. "I love you." He whispered over and over into her shoulder.

Flaky squeezed her eyes shut, leaning forward to press her forehead to his shoulder. If it wasn't for her selfishness and caring only about satisfying that constant urge; than they could have been together and she wouldn't have hurt him so badly. But it was too late, she couldn't deny the feelings that she has grown for Lifty and all that he has done for her.

"I'm sorry Shifty. Sorry for everything that I put you through. But please understand that I need to cut all physical ties with you and Splendid," she mumbled into his shoulder, arms tightening around his shivering frame. "I don't want to hurt you or Lifty anymore."

He never answered right away, his fingers digging into the edge of the dresser as he breathed raggedly into her shoulder, sniffing and attempting to regain his composure.

"...Okay," he replied finally after what felt like an eternity, not making any effort to remove his face from her shoulder. "I'll...I'll talk to Splendid tomorrow and tell him that the deal is off."

Hearing his acceptance, the redhead's lips curved up into a smile as she held him. "Thank you."

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Hmm, did Flaky seem selfish? Well, too bad! I don't want her to be all sunshine and flowers as much as I don't want Shifty to be a complete asshole. :3….Everybody's relationships are so screwed up, I hope it wasn't too cheesy or confusing. xD

Psst, Ratty…did you get my 'stuff' I asked for?

*tosses AmI and boony in the ocean for fun* Go play with the sharks bitches!

Anyways, thanks for reading! :D