Prompt: 69

Characters: Devola/Popola

"Humans say sharing is caring." so, after a long day, the twins share a moment of quiet away from prying eyes.

It was late at night at the camp, even though in this part of the planet the sun never set, and it was hard to tell if it wasn't for their internal clocks keeping track of time.

In the furthest building, away from everyone else, a red haired android sighed, placing herself next to her twin sister. Devola was lying down but not asleep yet, and at the sight Popola sighed again.

"Something's bothering you, sis?" her twin rolled over, turning in her direction.

Matter of fact, there was, as once again, for who knew how many times, the people of the camp came to insult them again, or rather, to insult Devola, when by mistake something fell from her hands, she'd tripped on her own feet out of tiredness, and the tray she had in hand, even if empty, was enough to be a cause of a shower of bad words.

Devola had retrieved the thing, gritting her teeth trying her hardest not to reply, as Popola came to lay a hand on her shoulder in an attempt to calm her down.

Thankfully, Anemone came to their aid for once, but the damage was done already.

They went back to work, and only late into the night they were allowed to rest, always with the aid of the Resistance Leader.

Sometimes Popola couldn't tell if she was just like everyone else, for allowing the members to badmouth them, or if she somehow held some pity for them.

"Just thinking about today, that's all."

"It's okay…" Devola placed a hand on Popola's hip, nudging her so she'd lie on her. "I'll be fine, as long as you're here."

Green met green as perfectly similar faces looked into one another, Devola's hands on Popola's cheeks, dragged her so their lips could meet in a short and soft kiss.

As they did, the wavy haired twin let her hands fall from her sister's face, and roam freely on her back, and under the shirt Popola wore, that was just like her own, only mirrored where it opened.

"It's been a while, hasn't it?"

A while since they had a moment of peace and quiet, to rest and recover… and to love each other…

According to humans, people belonging to the same family shouldn't be doing certain things, and they were twins, however, they had no family, no blood to share, just their looks. After all, the Devola and Popola models were referred to as twins simply because they were never meant to separate, and look alike.

They weren't exactly family, though for each other the other sister was all they had.

It was only them, it had been for centuries, for thousands of years…

No one else that would love them, if not one another…

So who cared? Certainly not them.

Certainly not Popola as she was the first to to take her hands and unbutton Devola's pants, as she shrugged off her shirt, she had a rougher day, so she deserved care more.

Or so she believed when she lowered herself, so her head was between her sister's legs, taking hold of her legs so she could steady herself, as she buried her nose right between them.

"This isn't fair…" Devola muttered between pants, hands tangled in her sister's straight hair.

Popola only gave a hum, the sound vibrating on Devola's lower lips, as she moaned.

"Damn it… Popola stop…"

This time she listened. "Something's wrong?" she asked, nuzzling her sister's thigh.

Devola gave her a half glare. "You bet there's something wrong. We're sisters, we're meant to share everything."

"You can always get back to me later." again, she wanted Devola to receive the sweet treatment first, given all she endured earlier, but her sister didn't seem to agree with it.

"Like hell I will." the wavy haired twin sat up, reaching out for Popola's shirt, since it was all she could reach in this position.

"I want to see these clothes off you, then get your ass in my face, Popola."

Well that was explicit, just as someone would expect from Devola really, it made Popola blush from the bluntness, even if she was more than used to it.

"If that's what you want."

She made a little show, lifting the shirt slowly, just to tease, giggling as Devola reached out once again, to tear it away, and with her free hand to unbuckle the belt of her pants. She was not playing around tonight.

After all, who knew whenever they'd be allowed to be left alone like this?

Could be a day, could be years.

Once satisfied that Popola was finally all nude, Devola lied back down, waiting for her sister to do the same, only on top of her, and in reverse.

Humans said sharing is caring, and she cared about her sister a lot, so it was why she wouldn't let Popola be the one pleasing her only, but she meant for it to go both ways.

Devola already had her tongue hanging out of her mouth when Popola put herself on top, receiving one long lick as a prize, as Devola's hands came up to grab at the softness of her backside, squeezing the synthetic flesh gently.

She had to brace herself to not fall forward too hard on her twin, when Devola took her clit between her lips, and sucked, drawing out a loud moan, louder than Popola meant it to be, and for a moment she worried she'd woken up someone.

That worry was as gone as it came, as she finally resumed what she wanted to do from the start.

She didn't want to leave Devola waiting any longer, and her twin already had her legs spread out, to make the task even easier for her.

She did the same as her sister did, wrapping her lips around her own bundle of nerves, feeling the vibrations of Devola's sounds through her core, as she herself hummed in pleasure.

Truly twins in everything.

Same actions, and same reactions.

Though usually Popola's ones were a little more tame compared to Devola's, unless they were alone like now.

No one that could see, no one to judge.

It was just them, their bodies, and their tongues and mouths, licking, sucking, nipping, working each other's core out until the very peak of pleasure and ecstasy, till their legs shook and they quivered, calling each other's name as they did with breathless sounds.

This night was just for them.