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Warning: This story is rated "M" for sexual situations between men, twincest, language, violence, and extremely disturbing imagery. If you are afraid of being disturbed, please do not read this fic. There will also be some spoilers.
This story is rated "M" for sexual situations between men, language, violence, and extremely disturbing imagery. If you are afraid of being disturbed, please do not read this fic. There will also be some spoilers.A/N: Thanks for reading. I hope you enjoy.
Mingled Memories:
Part V
Nakago was seated at his small table enjoying a late dinner. He felt pride in the fact that he had managed to locate the Seiryu Seven, and now everything was in place for when his priestess arrived. Konan wouldn't know what hit them and neither would his emeror. Now all he had to do was wait, and luckily, he was an extremely patient man.
A loud banging on his door startled him from his reverie.
"Lord Nakago!" Soi's and Tomo's voices rang out in shrill unison.
He was not in the mood to talk to either of them, but he rose and went to the door, unlocking the solid bolt.
"This better me important." He glared at the two before him.
"Lord Nakago, I was nearly successful!" Tomo exclaimed.
"He used my form to seduce them, so the success should be mine." Soi glowered.
Nakago yawned. "Did they connect?"
Tomo cackled madly. "Oh, I'd say so. I never realized that this task could be so…rewarding. If Soi hadn't interrupted…"
Nakago's gaze snapped to the young woman. "Lady Soi, you dared to interfere?"
"But Lord Nakago…"
"Leave," he commanded, "and I'll not speak to you until next week; you anger me," Nakago finished evenly, knowing that he had just doled out the worst punishment as far as Soi was concerned.
Tomo appeared positively ecstatic as Soi hung her head and left the room.
Nakago snarled at him. "Tomo, if you can't wipe that ridiculous expression off your clown face, you can leave my presence too."
Tomo quickly changed his smirk into a frown.
"Now," Nakago returned to his table and patted the chair next to him. "Tell me everything."
When Tomo had finished his tale, Nakago had to admit he was impressed. "So you only had to use a low dose of Kudoku and your spell, I guess your powers really have increased."
Tomo shrugged nonchalantly although Nakago knew the man was basking in his praise. "Well, they certainly didn't make it difficult," Tomo laughed obnoxiously. "A weaker man than I would have had them both."
Nakago took another bite of his dinner. This was definitely a good start. "Leave the rest to me, Tomo. I appreciate all you've done to further our cause."
"So have I won your favor, my lord?" Tomo gave him a look of pure lust. "Do I get a reward?"
Nakago sighed, put down his chopsticks, and stood. He reached down and undid his pants. Tomo's eyes grew wide as Nakago freed himself. "I'll allow you to taste of me," Nakago informed him. "You can drink of my life force."
Tomo walked toward him trembling slightly. He stood on his tiptoes to kiss Nakago on the lips, but Nakago pushed him away. Tomo gave him a look of disappointment before dropping to his knees and enveloping his master.
Suboshi hadn't slept at all and he knew Amiboshi was still awake too. He couldn't hear his brother, but now he could sense his mind and he knew that he was in as much turmoil as he was. Soi and Tomo had left and few hours before; neither had spoken or slept.
Suboshi tensed when he heard the click of the lock and Nakago enter with a torch. He hadn't seen him since the day he'd been punished, but his vengeful spirit had been broken by the night's events.
Nakago sat on the edge of Amiboshi's bed, allowing the light to illuminate them both. Suboshi could tell that his brother had also been weeping.
"You were drugged," Nakago told them bluntly. "Not enough to destroy you mentally, but enough to make you susceptible to the power of suggestion. Why, you might ask, would I want the two of you to be physical? It's not to fulfill some kinky fantasy."
"It's so we can contact one another," Amiboshi replied miserably. "I don't know how or why it works…"
"You really are the more intelligent twin," Nakago said coolly. "I don't even know how or why it works, but sexual contact is a very powerful tool indeed, and for the two of you it strengthens you power of telepathy. I am not sure how it will work over great distances, but I have a feeling some for of connection will remain. If not direct mental, then perhaps physical. I am sure even Suboshi could see how this could be useful."
"Why are you explaining all this," Suboshi choked. "Are you going to make us…"
"No," Nakago replied, "because I don't believe I'll have to. You both have sensed through other encounters that what I say is true. I think your curiosity and desire for a stronger bond than any other two humans can possibly possess will lead you to it--eventually.
Suboshi wondered if he were still under the drug's power because he felt as if he were being manipulated. Nakago stood to leave. "By the way," he added casually, "the passion the two of you exhibited certainly had an effect on Tomo, I'm sure he'd be more than willing to teach you all he knows."
Suboshi flinched wondering why Nakago was so sadistic.
"Oh, and if you don't like that idea, I know of one ruler who's very fond of twins." Nakago's threat was clear. "Tomorrow I'll begin training you in telepathy. Perhaps you've forged a strong enough bond already, but I expect for you to make adequate progress."
The twins sat silently vaguely sensing the other's emotions. Amiboshi crawled out of his bed and came over to join Suboshi. They held each other for several moments Nakago's presence had broken all tension between them.
Amiboshi spoke softly. "He only said we had to increase our connection, and I bet we can do that without doing anything…"
"Weird,' Suboshi finished, before snuggling closer. "I'm such a freak."
"If you are, so am I," Amiboshi replied calmly. "We could read each other, and at the time it was what we both wanted. I won't let some cold-hearted asshole and painted freak destroy what we have. I love you too much to let that happen." Suboshi couldn't see his brother's face in the darkness, but his voice held passion. "I love you, Shun-chan, and I'm so sorry. I just wanted…"
"To be closer," Suboshi finished for his brother before taking his hand and pressing it to his twin's damp cheek. "I love you too, Aniki." Without thinking they pressed their lips together in a soft kiss, and Suboshi was asleep before it was broken.
For some reason Nakago was uncomfortable with the twin seated before him. The uneasiness hadn't subsided in the hour they had spent testing his connection to Suboshi. Although the twins were similar, Amiboshi definitely had a gentler spirit and he had politely participated. This cooperation made Nakago feel strange, and he couldn't figure out why. He had whipped the boy, molested his twin, and asked his subordinates to make his intimate with his brother. He suddenly realized why he was worried: the boy showed no anger or emotions just as he showed none to his ruler. "What is happening now?" he asked.
Amiboshi concentrated. "I don't know. I think they might be arguing."
That's when Nakago noticed the heated voices coming from the room next door. "Your skills are amazing," he told the blonde sarcastically. They had been running these experiments for several days, and although the twins often matched answers, they could not communicate directly. Nakago knew they were not strengthening their life forces together, but he was not ready to press the issue. Soon he would have to.
He grabbed Amiboshi by the arm and walked him next door to the twin's bedroom. He knew his grip was tight, but the boy allowed no evidence of pain.
The yelling grew louder as they approached the door and Nakago threw it open. "What is the meaning of this?" he demanded.
Suboshi was holding an empty wash basin and Tomo's intricate make-up was dripping down his face while he sputtered water.
"Oh, Tomo's the servant," Amiboshi said absently as Tomo's real face came into view. "I'd never made that connection."
Suboshi was fuming, and his hands were shaking.
"You'll pay for this, cretin!" Tomo warned as his hands shot to cover his ruined face.
Nakago had the sudden urge to laugh but stifled it. "What happened?"
"I only spoke the truth," Tomo answered indignantly. "That since he and his brother obviously want to screw each other, he could make the whole process easier by giving it a try."
Nakago stared at the three of them. He was sick of the whole process. "We're going to take some time off from this, and I'm going to spend a few days going on rounds with the guards. I would like some time outdoors."
"Would you like me to stay with them?" Tomo asked, his eyes flashing hungrily.
"No," Nakago answered shortly. "Go play with your make-up."
Nakago was beginning to feel stressed. He had heard from spies that Suzaku's priestess had been found and his dream of absolute power was going up in smoke. If only he could get one of the twins into Konan so that he could learn everything about her. As far as Nakago knew there were only two members of the Suzaku Seven who were found, but unfortunately he couldn't get his spies close enough, but if Amiboshi or Suboshi could pose as a member of the Suzaku Seven, then Konan could be easily destroyed.
When Tomo left the room Amiboshi burst into gales of laughter. "Why do you care what that creep thinks?"
Suboshi flushed "I just can't stand that guy. I'd almost take spending time with Nakago."
"At least Tom keeps things interesting. When I sensed what was going on over here, I almost lost it." Amiboshi moved to his brother, threw his arms around his neck, and kissed him. Suboshi parted his lips slightly before caressing his brother's mouth with his tongue. It was amazing how his brother could get his so aroused with just a kiss. They moaned simultaneously and rocked their hips together.
Why don't we just tell them? Suboshi asked inside his mind. Why pretend?
If he knew, he'd send one of us away, came Amiboshi's patient reply. I feel like I just found you, and there's no way I'm giving you up just yet.
I love you, Suboshi sent back, before sliding his hand down his brother's stomach and stopping on his need. He was not surprised that Amiboshi's hand had found his simultaneously as their bed play was always perfectly synchronized. As they caressed each other teasingly, Suboshi felt the familiar pang of guilt which had weakened with each encounter.
Amiboshi broke the kiss. You know it's part of why we like it. It's so sinful, he teased.
Suboshi laughed softly before gasping with pleasure. He knew that neither of them cared much about the sex, but instead enjoyed the deep comfort of each other's mental presence.
"But the sex is good too, right?" Amiboshi had read his thoughts. Sometimes the connection was annoying.
Amiboshi pushed him onto the bed. "Then I'll stop."
Suboshi growled with frustration before pulling his twin on top of him by the front of his shirt. Amiboshi laughed before kissing him again.
The first time had been the morning after the whole Tomo incident. They had woken with their lips still touching. They had shared the same dream about their mother's and father's deaths. Suboshi wasn't sure how he had known the dream was the same, but he was sure of it and upon waking he had felt empty and lonely.
Amiboshi had seemed to understand. "We don't have to…you know…in order to connect," he had whispered softly.
Suboshi had nodded although they both knew what it would lead to.
They had pretended at first that they were only going to kiss and caress. When they made each other come the first time it was like an explosion and both felt truly alive. The next time they reached that threshold, they knew they needed more. They hadn't actually discussed it, but it had made sense when Amiboshi had entered him. Since then they had taken turns.
He was glad that it was his Aniki's turn. Amiboshi moaned, and Suboshi knew that sharing the memory had turned him on even more. They wriggled out of their clothes and sighed in relief as skin touched skin. Suboshi spread his legs while touching his brother intimately. Amiboshi entered him with a gasp of delight, and the brothers shared one mind, body, and soul.
TBC
