Creator's Note:

This chapter will be Tsukasa's point of view.

First Time With Amane!

"Do you fear Sin, Amane?"

"Haaaaa, this is such a great sight' Amane!" I exhaled in satisfaction looking down at my twins lovely, naked body.

Amane flinched in humiliation; his head ran heavy with dark red blood from me banging it against the wooden counter. "T-Tsukasa, please! I don't want to play anymore; it hurts!" he cried as I violently pinned him down. I feel powerful.

I begin to laugh evilly. "The games not over yet, Amane. I'm still starving for you!" I giggled before bending down to lick his forehead.

"Ewww! S-Stop!" he gasped in disgust as I tasted the crimson liquid dropping from his wound.

The taste of iron was bitter and yet it I couldn't help but run my tongue through it again and again.

Amane is hurt, it's turning me on.

The more he hated it, the more I wanted to do it; the way he blushed made my heart beat fast and his cries of distress excited me to the point of madness.

"Your blood taste good Amane, should I make you bleed more? Or will you let me play with you?" I asked curiously sitting up. Awe, that face is nice.

Amane's worried expression intensified with a sinking anxiety; he knew there'd be hell to play if he didn't go along with my demands. Amane exhaled in exhaustion as his wiggling arms gave up; he had lost too much blood; even if he wanted to fight back- it would have been useless. I smiled, "Yaay! Does that mean you play with me?" I cheered.

"What should I do first? Can I touch you here, or there; oh- how about here?" I asked touching different parts of his body shaky body. "I know," I grinned brushing my hands up his thigh; Amane shivered in arousal.

"Hmmm, that made you hard didn't it?" I whispered in his ear. He grinded his teeth in irritation, the feeling of his smooth skin felt like heaven.

I spit in my hand and touched his hole, his body jumped in shock.

"Tsukasa!" he gasped in surprise, "What's the matter Amane? I did say I wanted to go all the way; that's what they call it right?" I asked rubbing his small hole with my index finger. "D-Don't touch me there, it's weird!" he whined as I slipped a finger inside.

A gasp left his lips and I pant in thrill, feeling his body squeeze my finger. It felt hot, almost rubbery inside and I craved to experience the same feeling on my cock.

Pulling myself out of my shorts, I spit in my hand to cover it with the saliva which collected in my mouth.

I stroked my throbbing cock before rubbing the head against his pink hole which twitched against me. "I'm begging you, stop! We c-can't! D-Don't, not there!" he begged as I stroked the head against his wet opening.

The feeling of his moist hole as he twitched, massaged the tip my dick, insensitively sucking my tip inside; pulling me in and out as it moved.

"AAAAH!" he cried as I twisted his wrist which I held in my other hand. "Be good, Amane," I growled before inching myself in; Amane cried in pain as I guided myself inside. I gasped in bliss, unable to move because his tense body had tightened up so much.

"T-Tsuk-asaaaa!" he cried. Did he just? "Haaaaaa, good boy Amane," I panted watching him cum, simply being inside was enough to send him over the edge.

I watched as Amane moaned and panted as his body jolted and swayed, while his cock shot streams of watery cum across his stomach and chest. I want to finish too.

Watching Amane finish was erotic, making me closer to finishing as well, even though I couldn't move.

"I want to feel good too!" I chant overwhelmed by excitement as I glare at Amane enjoying his frustrated orgasm.

I panted trying to move my hips but he was too tight, so tight; soo good! I felt my body coming close from just being squeezed by his insides while is hole vibrated in joy.

I slapped his ass, "Loosen up!" I barked impatiently slapping his soft behind over and over again; and with that, I could move again.

I eagerly bucked my hips as he cry even louder. Sex is so good! I panted as my head fell into his chest, releasing his arms as I instinctively grabbed his hip. Moaning passionately as I shoved them toward my rough thrust as I licked his collar bone like an animal.

"Haaaaa, Amane! I love being inside of you- you feel so good!" I gasped cumming inside of the hot, wet hole as he squeezed the juices out of me.

"Hhhhhhhmmmmmmmmmmmm, you're so, so good Amane! I love it, it feels good, s-so g-good; I don't wanna stop! It's so, sooo good," I moaned bucking my hips in absolute bliss. "A-MA-NEEEE!" I growled cumming harder as he clawed my back, shooting thick loads of cum inside of him. "S-stop, n-no more; I can't take it!" he cried cumming again as I rammed against his sweet spot. Awe, perfect.

I panted loudly, turned on even more listening to the sounds of our bodies slapping together and smelling the scent of sex as it fill my nose. And for the next few seconds I was lost to euphoria.

I pulled myself out of him, cum dripped on my bed and the humiliated Amane covered his face in embarrassment as I pressed my tongue to his stomach. Running it up and down his skin as consume his sweet, thinned out cum.

"Hmmmm, it taste good, you're so delicious Amane," I mutter as I cleaned his skin of the sticky cream.

His body flinched every time my wet tongue traveled and explored his skin to clean the mess he had made; the taste of Amane is truly divine.

I licked and kissed his sensitive skin and even when devoured every drop of cum, I continued to lick and suck his skin just to taste his smooth, cream colored stomach.

"Wasn't that fun, Amane?" I teased hovering over him, he blushed red and began to sob and I laid on top of my twin as he cried.

Why is it that he cried? Was it because of the pain or the shame of cumming in a guilty pleasure?

It seemed like forever until his crying subsided, I moved his arms from across his face, "Are you finished yet, Amane?" I questioned in a playful voice.

With swollen eyes he lay silent, staring at the wall. I couldn't understand the withdrawn look on his face. I rest my cheek beside his while running my fingers through his soft hair. His eyes softened with the feeling of comfort.

"Are you angry, Amane?" I asked. His head the other way, "Not anymore, I forgive you; Tsukasa,"He whispered and I smiled. This is why I loved him so dearly.

Even though we were twins, even though we shared the same look and sound and smell, even though we were identical to each other physical; we have always been different.

Amane was kind, and forgiving; no matter how angry or violent I get; he always stays the same. It's that difference that draws me to him, that 'good' he had that I could never, ever mimic.

It is that genuine nature I craved to become, but someone like me could never truly be good.

So instead, I become infatuated with that in which wanted to be, clinging to the him like moths to a light. I want Amane, I need him; he was the illusion of something I could never be and deep down I hated him for it. But I also loved him for it as well.

I want to protect him. I need to destroy him- because I could never become him. "I love you, Amane," I whispered.

My traumatized twin said nothing, and for a moment; it was silent. "I love you too, Tsukasa," He muttered in a dead tone. I smiled.

Yes, even though we were the same; we truly a contradiction- Because at our very core, we were different. I could never be Amane and Amane could never be me, but what if I could be Amane?

How would it feel to be good? To feel sorrow? To experience love without out hurting someone else? I grinned. Amane.

If I can change Amane, make him mean and bitter and quick to anger; would I then become a Tsukasa who could truly feel love? Amane.

Yes, I will break Amane, and only then will I truly become good! Only then can I feel human, only then can I glow beautifully like he does. Amane. When his core grows hard and cold and black with nothingness, mine can glow bright with kindness and beauty.

I stroked his cheek, feeling the blood on his head, feeling the beat of his heart even though I couldn't feel the movement of my own. With dead eyes, he lay motionless. Amane. That's Right, Amane- Break.

Creator's Note:

Thanks for all of the comments, I read them and decided to write another chapter tonight instead of waiting until Saturday. This is the end of the flash back, if I do another chapter it will resume where chapter 7 left off.

Comments and reviews are always much appreciated!