Creator's Note:
{Once again, I am not one who is a fan of incest and lolicon/shotacon in anime, I normally avoid anime with it and HATE anything of the sort in real life.
These characters are aged around 16 or 17 in this fanfiction. I have to admit, Tsukasa and Amane are my guilty pleasure when it comes to shipping, the only pair of sibling ships that don't make me sick besides Hikaru and Kaoru from Ouran.
If you ship the pair as well, I hope you enjoy! If twincest makes you sick, literally every other fanfiction I have does not contain it! Switch to a Fruits basket or Promised Neverland Fic. Thanks!}
Donuts with a Side of Amane
"Do you fear the moon, Amane?"
12 o'clock rolls by and I find myself wondering through the hallways. Pushing each door open as I pass it by, each time inhaling- hoping to smell the sweet snack I craved most. My fast walking changed to a slow, silent pace as the aroma of a sugary snack filled my nose.
My fingers brushed against the door then I peeked into the window. I smiled happily before kicking in the door, causing my sweet Amane to jump in shock; "Amane, I found you!" I cried jumping on him.
"A-Ah, stop it Tsukasa, you almost knocked me over!" he whined carrying me. I jumped to my feet and circled him like a shark, excited to see my not-so-animated twin.
Tsukasa: "Are you eating lunch all alone?"
Amane: "Y-yeah; I am,"
Tsukasa: "Awe, what happened to Yashiro- did you two get into a fight?"
Amane: "No, she just had to go home early today… S-So I was just going to eat alone,"
Tsukasa: "Wouldn't you rather eat with me, it'll be more fun that way!"
Amane: "N-No, thank you."
A frown covered my face as I stopped circling him, Amane became shaky with fear knowing my mood had changed dramatically.
I hopped onto the table and folded my legs, "Aw, that's not very nice. You'd rather be alone then have lunch with me? Maybe you just don't want to share what you've got!" I growled playfully grabbing his lunch box from the table.
"H-Hey, stop it Tsukasa, that's mine!" he called upset as I jump off the table and run around waving the box in the air as I giggle.
"Aw, is it really that good? Come chase me, come chase me!" I laughed running around. "Stop it!" He called as I opened the box. "Oh, donuts from Yashiro?" I teased.
I stopped running and turned around to Amane, who stood in front of me. I held a perfect plain donut up to his face; "Do you want it back?" I asked. His frustrated face shifted to an uneasy worry, he looked down to his feet shyly as he nervously grabbed his shirt.
"Y-Yes, I want them back." He muttered. A wicked smile crossed my face, "Ok, here you go," I huff emptying the box on the ground.
"Tsukasa!" he cried falling to his knees, "You can still have them, though I'm sure they won't taste hardly as good now," I sighed in disappointment as I playfully stomped the donuts to mush.
I cocked a bigger smile as he cry, "Awe, what a delicious look on your face, Amane." I teased bending down so that we were at eye level, "It's ok Amane, I saved one; see?" I giggle waving the donut in his face. I took a bite, "Oh wow, it's really good!" I cheer.
"Would you like some too, Amane?" I asked kindly. He wiped his tears and nodded his head. I took another bite and stuck my tongue out, "Here," I teased. He shrugged his head and pouted before standing up.
"Forget it, I'm not that hungry anyways," He sniffle walking off. I frowned, that's not the reaction I wanted, Amane.
"Gaaah!" He gasped as I shoved him against the wall, pinning both of his arms over his head by his wrist with one hand and holding the donut in another.
Amane shook in irritated fear, "I thought you were the nice one Amane, Yashiro made your favorite food just for you. She probably worked hard all night to cook these donuts and you won't even eat them," I tease angrily.
He gasped in pain as I squeezed his wrist, "Be a good boy Amane, eat it," I growled. I took another bite, moving my face next to his as I stick my tongue out.
For a moment he hesitated, but knew disobeying me would only make things worse. He blushed, looking at me shyly, aaaaaw, Amane is truly the cutest- I could eat him alive.
I felt myself get hard as his soft lips tapped against mine, his shaky, wet tongue struggled to lick the donut, "Good boy, Amane," I praise as he chew in shame.
"Again," I command hungrily taking another bite, once more our lips met and tongues rubbed against each other. "Again," I commanded excited to feel him once more.
"Again," I commanded, and as he took the last piece of donut from my mouth; I couldn't help but kiss him and he nearly choked trying to swallow food and fight off my tongue at the same time, "I'm still hungry, Amane," I tease pulling him into a passionate kiss.
I grabbed his chin to keep his head in place as he struggled to move his face away from mine. I love his fight, it turned me on even more.
Amane struggled as my tongue explored the insides of his mouth, and slipped down his throat; my body felt hot as my kiss became sloppier.
After a while he gave in, as he always does and I lick and sucked and savored the taste and wetness of his mouth and at last I allowed our lips to part. Amane panted trying to catch his breath as I wiped our saliva from his mouth.
"That was good, Amane," I smiled stroking his cheek. The shy boy shrugged his head, "Can you please, let me go now?" Amane begged helplessly.
"Of course not," I mutter gripping his wrist even tighter. He gasped as I unbuttoned his pants, "Tsukasa!" He cried.
I smiled as I tugged at his boxers and rubbed his smooth skin underneath, "Yes, just like that Amane," I growl as he cries and squirms in desperation to release himself from my gods-grip. "I'm hungry, and it's you I want to eat most," I laugh.
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