Anonymous said:

Arry + BertxRosie 20 nsfw if that's okay

Finally other characters! *rubs hands* THIS could be interesting, given the number you picked… XD I was originally going to write a sex-scene, but then something else came to my mind… Not sure if this still counts as NSFW, but... there is at least nudity.

I hope you'll enjoy anyway, despite the lack of sex… XD

Rosie frowned as she noticed the door to her apartment being unlocked. She pushed it open, wondering who had unlocked it. Not many had the key, and there was no sign of anyone breaking in, so…

She stopped, frowning even more as she heard voices from her bedroom. Male voices. One of them belonged to her boyfriend, Bert. Then the other was probably Arry, but what on earth were they doing in her bedroom?!

She tiptoed over, the door was left open, and they were obviously having fun in there, since their raw laughter filled the whole apartment.

She leaned against the doorway, crossing her arms dejectedly while watching them.

The twins were messing around with her wardrobe, trying on her outfits. Some of the garment being stretched to their limits over the twin's broad chests. Bert was sitting in front of her make-up mirror, applying lipstick. She rolled her eyes but couldn't help but smile. He looked more or less like a clown.

Arry on the other hand, was laughing his ass off over a ballerina tutu he had put on, dancing less than gracefully over her bedroom floor. He was also wearing heavy make-up, looking like a drag queen.

Men truly had no talent of applying make-up. Rosie shook her head with a smile on her lips. Those two were a sight for sore eyes.

"Don't I look pretty?" Bert asked his brother, chuckling, probably knowing how terrible he looked.

"Like an old prostitute." Arry laughed raw.

"Yeah, you should know…" Bert laughed back. "Dude… let's try that…"

His sentence was cut as the brothers became aware of Rosie's presence.

"Oh shit… we're in trouble now, bro…" Bert muttered as they both looked at Rosie in the doorway, she looked less amused.

"What exactly are you two doing in my room…?" Rosie asked, straightening up, still having her arms crossed.

"Ehhmm…. Well… isn't it obvious…?" Arry grinned goofily, motioning towards their silly, girly outfits.

"I can see what you are doing… but WHY?" Rosie looked at them both sternly. "You are ruining my clothes! Look at how over-stretched my favorite tank top is!"

She walked over, poking her finger at Arry's chest. It was enough to make the top rip.

"And look at this mess!" she continued, brutally shoving Bert away from her make-up. "You guys have ruined my make-up too!"

The brothers looked ridiculously guilty. And they looked ridiculous in more than one way… two tall, muscular blokes with heavy make-up, looking like a child had applied it on their faces… wearing various girly garment. One of them in a ballerina skirt.

"You two look…. Really silly." Rosie said after a while, her mouth curling up in a smile.

The twins smiled back, though a tad nervously.

"Anyway, you have to pay for all the stuff you've ruined!" Rosie demanded. "And I know how… go to the bathroom and get cleaned up, then get back here! And for fuck's sake… take off those ridiculous outfits!"

The twins nodded, almost fighting to get out of the door first.

Rosie rolled her eyes, then she found a trash bag, starting to throw away the make-up and ripped clothes. The twins' own clothes, she carried them over to the next room, hiding them. They deserved a little walk of shame home after this…

It didn't take long before the brothers came back, fresh from the shower, with towels wrapped around their waists. Rosie gave them a naughty smile.

"Uh… where are our clothes…?" Bert said, and in the next moment blushing deeply as Rosie ripped away the towel, exposing his naked glory.

Arry chuckled at his brother's discomfort, but it didn't last long as Rosie stepped over to him.

"Don't laugh too hard, Arry… you think you will get away any easier than your brother?" she grinned and tore the towel off him too.

"Hey!?"

Rosie laughed, studying them both.

"Not too shabby, boys… under other circumstances, I would probably invited you both to my bed, but… I am still a bit salty about my clothes and cosmetics, so…"

She turned them both around, facing the door.

"GET THE HELL OUT OF MY FLAT!" she shouted, giving them a shove towards the door.

"But… our clothes!" Bert protested. "We can't go outside like this!"

"You should have thought of that before you two decided to mess up my wardrobe! I have nothing left to wear!" Rosie smiled deviously. "Except YOUR clothes… and I'm keeping them!"

"Rosie… no… you can't do that to me." Bert pleaded. "To us…"

"Bert… as much as I love you, I'm really, really mad at you right now, so if you love your penis… leave my place right now! And don't come back unless you have bought me a huge bouquet of flowers and a big box of chocolate as an apology!" Rosie pushed him towards the door.

"How come Arry gets away easier than me?! I'm your boyfriend…"

"He doesn't…" Rosie grabbed Arry by the ear, leading him to the door too. "He has two choices, either he sends me money to buy new clothes, or he has to take me shopping!"

She pushed them both outside. The twins desperately trying to cover themselves up as the neighbors peeked out of the windows. Then she slammed the door shut and locked it to prevent them from running back inside.

Then she pulled a chair over to the window, watching the twin brothers walking down the street, having found various objects to cover their privates, but still attracting a lot of stares.

She chuckled.

Arry and Bert were definitely walking "The walk of shame".