It was decided during their morning walk that the twins would start cleaning the apartment before rearranging furniture and it was Sara's idea to clean her bathroom first. As Tegan stood a few feet behind her and to the right, Sara took a quick assessment of the small room to figure out exactly where they would begin.
"I'll do the toilet and you do the tub. Or the reverse? Whichever you want." She offered before turning around to hear Tegan's verdict.
"I'd rather do the toilet. It's smaller. Less work."
This got a chuckle from Sara knowing that although Tegan kept things tidy, her older twin wasn't as excited about a morning of cleaning as she was.
"Fine. But just…you really got to get it clean. Like don't be afraid to get on your hands and knees n like…" In case Tegan didn't realize the crevices and spots that might be missed, Sara crouched down to point to where she meant. Tegan used this opportunity to get behind her sister's bum and playfully hump her a few times.
"I like it when you talk dirty to me. Toilet talk is such a turn on."
"Tegan! I'm serious. If you're gonna half ass this then just mop the floors in the other rooms while I clean in the bathroom."
"Turn around."
"I am turned around." Folding her arms and pretending to look annoyed, Sara was now facing Tegan.
"No, turn around. With your bum to me. Show me how to clean the toilet again." This time when Sara turned around, she didn't crouch down but remained standing up straight with a smile adorning her face waiting to see what her mischievous sister was up to. And that was to step forward until her body was pressed against Sara's and push her body up against the wall.
"Tegan. I thought we were cleaning. We hafta hurry up n make phone calls in, like, an hour."
"I know, I know. We have plenty of time. Calm down." By this time, Tegan's right hand had slipped into the waistband of Sara's grey sweatpants in between the dimples of her lower back.
"Put your foot up there. On the seat." Tapping her left thigh with her left hand, Tegan indicated where she wanted her twin to place her foot. One leg was holding up Sara's weight while the other leg was bent at a nearly 90 degree angle and the attached foot was now on the soft material of the toilet seat cover.
"Tegan, I'm not gonna be able to get off in a dirty bathroom in this position."
"Well, we'll just see about that, won't we?"
The fingers of Tegan's right hand had slithered into her pants and around the curve of her ass to made contact with her baby sister's wet pussy.
"Oh, look at that! You're wet. An' you think you won't come. Silly little girl." Tegan leaned her body against Sara's back and pressed her lips onto the nape of her neck. "My baby girl…doesn't think she's going to come, huh?"
"Fuck! That feels so good, Tegan." Sara was now getting into it and just when her sister's digits were pressed against her entrance, she wondered with worry in a decidedly different voice than the one she was just using "Are your hands clean?"
"Yes, baby girl. I washed them right before." Her answers were given in a hushed tone and Tegan's affectionate use of the nickname was sending her twin into a frenzy.
"My hands are clean but you're dirty. You're my nasty little girl n I know you like this. I can tell because you're so fucking wet right now. You're gushing all over my fingers. Do you want me to use three or just two?"
The silence from Sara wasn't from contemplating the question as much as she was simply enjoying Tegan poking her warm pussy with two digits.
"Three. Use three." Without uttering a word, Tegan did as commanded and began to penetrate her with three fingers. "Fuck! Yeah. Feels so good."
Tegan shuffled a half step closer so that her breasts were now pressed up against Sara's back and her right cheek briefly brushed up against a shoulder blade. The fingers of her left hand found the waistband of Sara's sweatpants and slithered down from her belly to make contact with her now swollen clitoris. Extending her middle finger inside her underwear, Tegan's digit trailed along the length of her slit. Back and forth. And very slowly, her finger rubbed the sensitive skin of her slick lips.
Meanwhile, Tegan pulled her right hand out from the back of Sara's pants and she held it up to inspect in the light. Her digits were coated in fluid and she put two fingers inside her warm mouth tasting Sara with an exaggerated moan. Tegan's tongue licked around and in between her fingers only adding to the wetness then she swung her arm around Sara's tummy and under her black tee shirt. The slick hand made its way just below her breasts then Tegan remembered something from the night before. "Is it okay? Can I…can I touch your chest today?"
"Fuck! Yeah, touch me there." Not that her older twin needed any further encouragement but Sara grabbed at Tegan's forearm over her shirt and pushed it up a few inches and to the right until the hand she was gripping at was now palming her breast. With her thumb and middle finger, Tegan tweaked Sara's erect nipple and rolled the bud wiping some fluid onto her breast.
"Yeah, like that. Keep going." Unsure if Sara had meant to keep up the tiny rotations Tegan was currently making with one hand on Sara's clit or the tweaking of her nipple, she decided to continue doing both motions. Three digits were pressed against Sara's soaking pussy making quick circles on the wet flesh there. With her other hand, Tegan scissored her other nipple a few times then tweaked the bud even harder than she had to her other breast.
Judging by the moans being echoed in the tiny bathroom, Sara was loving the caresses her pussy and tits were receiving. She was rocking her hips trying to get as much pleasure from the hand that was rubbing her folds.
"Turn around. I wanna lick your titties." With a devious grin, Tegan waited until Sara was facing her then lifted up her shirt at the hem until both of her sister's breasts were exposed. Using one hand to keep the material of the shirt above her breasts, Tegan used her other hand and scissored a nipple wiping off more of Sara's pussy juice all over. Leaning down to the side, she licked at the tangy fluid before opening her lips to completely take her nipple into her mouth. Both twins moaned at the same time and Sara became conscious of her throbbing clit. When Tegan had first started to touch her, she didn't think she would come but looking down at her older twin's mouth as she sucked on her breast, Sara desired nothing but an orgasm right then. Still, she didn't think it was likely in the position they were in with Sara standing up and her back against the wall next to the toilet.
"Eat me out. I wanna come." This animalistic demand was uttered while Tegan was now sucking on Sara's other breast and giving the same attention she had doled out only a moment earlier.
The pair looked around the cramped bathroom to find an ideal place for such an activity when it dawned on Tegan that the countertop next to the sink would be a perfect spot. Without saying a word but with a grin plastered on her face, Tegan grabbed at Sara's arms and nudged her in that direction. Once Sara's bum reached the edge of the countertop, Tegan yanked down her younger twin's sweatpants and underwear until they were bunched up near her ankles.
They wore matching smiles as Sara used one hand close to the edge for leverage then hopped up and backwards so that she was now sitting bare-assed on the countertop. Tegan immediately got down on bended knee then leaned forward with a stuck-out tongue until she made contact with Sara's drenched pussy. She started with a few licks up and down the length of her slit then used two fingers to spread apart her sister's lips. Her entire mouth covered over Sara's pulsing clit and the flicks of Tegan's tongue made it more swollen than it already was. A hand cupped the back of Tegan's head pushing it further into Sara's crotch and the twins again let out moans in unison. Two hands pressed against the flesh of Sara's inner thighs spreading her legs out allowing Tegan better access to Sara's pussy.
"Finger me." After a week of having sex, the politeness of asking for sexual favors seemed to have faded into primal, animalistic demands. To temper this, Sara ran her fingers through Tegan's soft, short hair and lovingly looked down to see her twin who had her eyes closed and her mouth completely covering her clit. With Sara's clit still in her hot mouth, Tegan shook her head from side to side causing Sara to whimper from the pleasure. She pulled her head back tugging at the clit a few times until she lost the suction and the swollen nub popped out of her mouth with a loud smacking sound.
One hand disappeared from Sara's inner thigh but she didn't mind when the fingers of the hand started to rub her pussy and play with her folds. Two digits were pressed against her entrance and without a word, Tegan began to penetrate her baby sister's warm pussy. Sara leaned back until her back touched the bathroom mirror and she let her upper body's weight rest against it while her older twin poked two fingers inside her slit. In and out. In and out. Sara's walls were clamping down each time the digits brushed past her G spot and her whimpers got louder and louder.
She had her eyes shut enjoying the pleasure but opened them up briefly and caught a glimpse of herself in a mirror on the wall opposite her. She saw her mouth agape from the tender love Tegan was giving her center and she let out a bashful grin then focused her attention back down. What she saw and felt next was too much for her to bear. Tegan's mouth was surrounding her clit again and she felt her two fingers sliding in and out. Fluid from inside Sara's walls was coating her older twin's digits and the build-up of pleasure was taking over her body.
She took in a quick breath of air right before her orgasm hit her. The most intense pleasure coursed through her body as Tegan continued fingering her and tugging on her clit with her mouth. Wetness dribbled out of her entrance and the slick sounds of Tegan's digits penetrating her walls turned both twins on even more than they imagined possible. Once Sara had stopped moaning uncontrollably, Tegan slid her fingers out and licked at the mess dripping down her sister's slit.
"I found this. Is it for me? Do you want me to read it?" Tegan stood over Sara who was sitting on the couch in the living room inspecting the two lightbulbs she had in either hand.
"Where? Where did you find it?" Sara asked worriedly as carefully put down the bulb in her right hand onto the couch then extended her arm hoping to get the note her older sister was holding onto.
"In your closet. It was just right there on the floor. I thought maybe you wanted me to find it. I mean, it has my name on it n everything." While tidying up Sara's large walk-in closet and hanging up clothes as she had been instructed, Tegan had discovered a note on the ground. She had picked it up then made a bee-line to her younger twin to get permission to read it.
"Here. Give it to me." Once she had the note in her possession and stuffed it into the pocket of her sweatpants, Sara's gaze went from her side and back up to a pair of identical brown eyes. Her heart began beating like crazy as she asked "Did you read it, Tegan?"
"No. I told you. Why does it have my name on it though if it's not for me to read?"
"Because… when I moved to Montreal and sent you that letter, I had written a few versions and this was one version but I sent you another one so I don't want you to read this. Even though it has your name on it, it's not meant for you to read." Sara turned her attention back to grab the lightbulb and she pretended to continue inspecting the two lightbulbs hoping the conversation at hand was over.
"Okay. Fine. Shit! I gave it back to you, didn't I? I thought we weren't going to have any secrets though? Is this a mystery like the strap-on where you're going to show me eventually?"
"Uh, I didn't show you the strap-on. You fucking found it like the little snoop you are!"
"Sara, it was on the ground. I swear! Sometimes I think you want me to find stuff. You said it yourself in New Orleans: When we get too close, you do things to push me away. You want me to push you because you're so fucking stubborn n full of hubris that you don't let people in. Just let me in for once! We're never gonna have the relationship you want unless you let me in n let me know what's going on." Tegan was still standing over Sara and she realized she wasn't going to get out of having this confrontation with her older twin. Both lightbulbs were carefully placed onto the coffee table in front of her and Sara stood up facing Tegan to give her sister the undivided attention she knew she wanted.
"Tegan, I did not leave this out for you to see and I don't give a shit that you found it and you're all like 'oh if you don't show me then it means I don't love you and trust you.'" With those words, she walked by Tegan and bumped into her shoulder harder than she intended to then she continued making her way towards the hallway.
"So, you're just gonna walk away? Just like Montreal, huh? What was last night about then? If you were being honest last night about why you really left then you should let me read the note. I mean, otherwise I'm just gonna think you were lying last night n you actually left to come here hoping the band would break up." Tegan was following a few steps behind Sara and speaking to her back.
Turning on her heels in the hallway, Sara faced her sister and continued with the same callous tone she had just been using "You want me to show you how much I trust you?" When Sara reached one hand into her sweatpants to retrieve the note, Tegan stood there puzzled and wondered if Sara was actually about to hand it to her. Instead she turned on her heels again and walked into her bedroom heading towards the closet while saying in a cruel, snarky tone "I trust you so much that I'm going to let you see where I hide it. Right here under the box." She had to get on her tippy toes to put it back up on the high shelf and she slid the letter under the box containing the karate outfits.
Once Sara turned around, the sisters were face to face in the confined space of the closet when Tegan quizzed her "So, I can't read the note? You're not, like, being weird n passive aggressive n wanting me to read it?"
"Jesus fucking Christ, Tegan! No! How many times do I hafta tell you things before you get it through your thick fucking skull? I don't want you to read the note. N I put it back where I keep it. Are we gonna make the phone calls now or what? We told dad we'd call him by eleven his time and it's probably already past eleven and he's gonna talk about the weather for an hour before we'll have a chance to call Emy n Mum."
"So you're not gonna let me in? Into that beautiful, mysterious brain of yours?"
Momentarily distracted and remembering their fight before going to the cinema the other day, Sara paused before answering "No, Tegan, this is a secret. A lifelong secret…like me and you."
Tears were welling up in Tegan's eyes as she asked "Why? I thought you love me and trust me."
"Love isn't about trust, Tegan. I told you that. Besides, you don't trust me. It works both ways."
"Of course, I trust n love you, Sara. There's no secrets. Not on my end at least. I don't understand why you won't let me read it." Trying to use Sara's admission against her, Tegan continued "You're denying me from seeing words that you admit you wrote to me. You had every intention of me reading that letter when you wrote it and now you're saying I can't. Is it really that much different from the one you sent me?"
"I already told you! You can't read this. It's not for you. And you don't know what the hell you're talking about! I never meant for you to read this. I…I wrote it ta like get it down on paper and write it….ya know, to write it down. Just to get my thoughts out an' on paper. It was therapeutic for me. For me, not you!" The sisters stared into each other's brown eyes and Sara wore a face of fury while Tegan sported a look of pure sadness and defeat. Sara was not going to let her in and it broke her heart.
"You always think you're so innocent, don't you? Well, you're not! You keep secrets, too. You said you would deny us." At first Tegan assumed Sara was referring to keeping their affair a secret from Lindsey but she was puzzled by what her sister had meant by "denying" her.
"Deny you? When?"
"When I asked what you'd say if mum asked you point blank if you were in love with me. You said you'd deny it." Sara began to imitate Tegan's voice in a condescending tone "'Oh, we got really drunk one night. Didn't know what we were doing. It didn't mean anything. But we did it again sober just to make sure we hated each other." Tegan immediately recalled saying something similar but realized her sister had twisted the last part just to show how angry she was. "Like I get it, Tegan, that you're like mum's little princess. You can do no wrong an' you two-"
"It's not like that, Sara, and you know it! Maybe me an' mum get along better because I'm nice to her and I actually enjoy talking to her and I don't always have such a shitty attitude about things like you do."
"If trust is about love like you say and you claim you love me then you wouldn't have said before the movie that you would never tell mum about us. You wouldn't deny us. You wouldn't deny our love."
"Sara, you know I do. I love you. I'm in love with you. You know it's true." Tegan studied Sara's face as she said this looking for any sign that her younger twin believed what she was saying.
"But you would deny us. Deny our love. And keep it a secret. You must not trust me, right?"
"They're two different things, Sara."
"No! No, they're not. It's about admitting our love exists. Not even that it's special. Anyone within a mile radius of us can see that. But when you said you'd deny me, that hurt." To emphasize the pain she felt, Sara brought one hand to her heart and she tapped on her chest twice.
"Sara, I don't want to hurt mum n me not admitting to her that we're…that we've been doing this for a week is not the same. Mum can't ever know about this. It'll kill her."
"Well, you can't know about that." Sara said pointing to where she had just hidden the note. She walked by Tegan out of the closet then turned back around once she was a few steps from the doorway. "Can we make the phone calls now? I'm sick of arguing with you."
"I thought you wanted to install lights n rearrange the bed in the guest room."
She was a bit taken back that Tegan was still willing to help her after their fight so she paused for a moment then timidly accepted the offer "I mean, yeah, if…if you'll still help me."
"Yeah, I'll fuckin' help you! It's not like we're breaking up the band cuz you won't let me read the letter."
"Don't be cute!"
"I'm not trying to be cute! I can't help it." By this time, Tegan was sporting a faint smile and she realized that just because her younger sister was not going to budge, there was no point in making the rest of her stay in Montreal awkward or miserable.
"I'm serious, Tegan. I'm still pissed off at you for making us argue out of nowhere."
"Go! Get the bulbs."
"I already got them. An' the ladder. We can start with the hallway light first."
"Oh, joy! I can't wait." Joking with mock enthusiasm, Tegan walked forward and put her hand on Sara's shoulder nudging her in the direction of the hallway where the pair made their way.
One by one, Sara changed nearly every lightbulb in her apartment and had Tegan's help with holding the ladder for several of the hard to reach ones. Eventually, they rearranged the bed, a nightstand and a recliner in the guest room. The pair even managed to crack a few smiles when Tegan got herself wedged between the wall and the recliner after they had moved it. She was able to shimmy out of the jam unscathed when Sara pulled the chair a few inches closer to her and away from the wall. They finished up the rearrangement of the apartment's furniture in the living room by repositioning the tv, couch and end tables.
When Sara had asked Tegan if she remembered "what a spazz" their childhood cat was, it elicited genuine chuckles from Tegan and huge smile from Sara. Taking in the new look of the apartment, Sara admired their handiwork while Tegan sat down on the couch they had moved only moments earlier. With two pats on the couch near her left thigh, Tegan motioned for Sara to sit down next to her. "C'mere! Admire the view from here."
Once Sara had taken a seat, Tegan turned her body towards her twin and offered in a genuine tone "Hey, I'm sorry that I got mad at you n was pestering you to read the letter. It's your private business n I'm sorry. Truce?" A hand was extended out hoping that Sara would offer a matching one so they could squash any hard feelings. This peace offering was both a relief and a disappointment to Sara. Relief that they would forgive and forget this fight but disappointment in herself that she wasn't the one initiating the reconciliation.
If only Tegan knew the sentiments expressed in the letter, she would likely laugh at the irony of the moment. At least that's what Sara was thinking as she held out her right hand and nudged her twin's hand out of the way so she could lean in to hug her. The pair sat on the couch and hugged while Sara softly said only an inch or two from Tegan's bent ear "I'm sorry we argued, too. I keep thinking that we won't argue anymore but then we still fight. I just want us to get along n be nice to each other. We should only argue about business stuff, music related stuff…not personal stuff." The pair kept their hug going and Sara whispered "Thanks again for helping me clean the place. No more fighting."
"No more fighting." Tegan softly repeated the words then paused a beat before wondering aloud "Ok, now we make phone calls?"
Considering that they had just got into a nasty argument less than an hour before, the twins were in a particularly jubilant mood as they made the first of a series of phone calls. Just as Sara had predicted earlier, their father had asked them how the weather was in Montreal just a moment into the phone call. The twins sat on the hardwood floor on either end of the corner of the coffee table and loudly spoke their answers with a giggle towards the cell phone which was laying flat towards the edge of the table.
"Oh, it's cold, eh? Is that what you said, Tegan?"
"No, I said it was fucking cold, dad! Sara n I took a walk this morning…" Tegan looked up to catch Sara's gaze miming the words 'and then we fucked' complete with a crude hand gesture indicating the same. Shaking her head at her twin's joke which their dad was oblivious to, Sara finished her sister's story "Yeah, dad, it was pretty cold. We only went for a few blocks then we came back home because it was so cold. It's supposed to storm in a day or two." The three continued talking about the weather for another five minutes and a few times, Tegan leaned over to kiss Sara on the mouth while Stephen talked about a recent storm in his hometown. The conversation soon turned to Tegan teasing Sara but judging by the bashful smile adorning her face, Sara didn't seem to mind the ribbing.
"Dad, Sara gets drunk and goes to the park to watch the kids like a creepy weirdo."
"Dad, it's not like that. You're allowed to drink in this park n there's families so I'll have like a little bit of wine and just hang out and read n watch the families." Sara was quick to defend herself and playfully slapped at Tegan's shoulder.
"People watch." Stephen offered.
"Yeah, exactly just watch the people in the park and have some wine but Tegan is making it out like I'm the town drunk who watches the kids play in the park like some creep."
"Weelll, you might not be the town drunk, but you did say you get drunk and watch kids play in the park."
"Tegan! Stop it!" Another playful slap to the same shoulder was meant to quiet her joking twin.
"We're not getting along anymore. I guess I ruined it." Two hands shot up in the air and Tegan sported a guilty look before stealing another kiss from Sara.
"Yeah, it was short-lived." The Canadian accent was strong in Stephen's reply and the trio kept up the quick witted banter til it was nearly half past noon. The next phone call they made was to Emy who had many questions about the twin's time and musical collaboration in New Orleans. "So, if you're both there, I guess you didn't kill each other? Tegan, are you there or did you kill her, Sara?"
"I'm here! She didn't kill me." Tegan quipped before launching into a hilarious summation of the pair's 5 day stay in the Big Easy. One hand reached out to grip at Sara's and Tegan playfully swung their hands in the air a few times much to her sister's delight.
On the next episode of Montreal: Sara and Tegan finish making phone calls then get ready to go out to salsa night at Sala Rossa.