Hey everyone, I'm so sorry for the late update, my life has been very interesting lately to say the least. Thanks for reading this so far, I wish y'all would leave more reviews, but don't worry about it I forgive you. A special thanks to everyone that has sent a PM telling me to get my lazy ass writing again. It didn't go unnoticed and I hope this chapter doesn't disappoint you.
I hope at some point I get you laughing a chuckle even, I'm trying to make the inner thoughts as funny as possible and keep it realistic. I'm not sure how your thoughts work, but mine are most always questions, so that is how I write the twins. Plus from the twins' stage banter I figure their maturity level is about on the same as mine in the jokes department. So look out for the 'that's what she said' jokes and anything that could be a misconstrued as sexual or perverted because most likely it's meant to be that way and taken in that form.
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Sara P.O.V.
Why is it so warm in here? Wait is that flesh? No it can't be, can it? Where did I fall asleep? I have no clue where I am but it smells amazing, a hint of coconut. Tegan smells like coconut. Wait; why am I thinking about how Tegan smells? What's touching my head? Is someone tussling my hair? No, I'm in my bed no one would do that, would they? Nah, I bet Emy had a great time at the rave last night I bet she got so fucking wasted. Last night; Tegan. I hurt Tegan. How could I have done that? What is that noise? I'm trying to sleep god dammit!
I slowly open my heavy lids and am woken to an amazing sight. My head is rested on someone's chest and their cleavage is at eye level, and whoever they are, they are scratching my head perfectly. That is perfect, they are perfect! But whose are they? Resist the urge Sara, don't do it, don't reach out and touch them, they are not yours to play with! Fuck they are good with their hands-that's what she said. Wait what are they saying?
"- and that's why I'm begging you, please don't hate me." Wait I know that voice, Tegan. Well that explains the coconut! Oh shit…I think her boobs are gorgeous…well she does have an amazing body…you shouldn't be thinking about your TWIN this way! What is she mumbling on about? I stay still and pretend the best I can that I'm still asleep in hope that she'll repeat herself. Even with my eyes only on boob level with her I can feel her struggling to suppress a sob. I can also hear the sincerity in her cracking voice. It breaks my heart. What can I do to help?
Tegan P.O.V.
"You'll never understand how much I love you, and how much I hate myself for it and why I've done what I've done. You'd never forgive me if I were to actually tell you half the things I've thought. You would never be able to comprehend what I'm dealing with, for fuck's sake, I probably would have killed myself the other day if it wasn't for you. I'm so sorry for everything I've done, I've hurt you due to my own inner struggles. That's the last thing I ever wanted to do, why the fuck does everything have to be so difficult…." My sobs overtake me. I keep them as muffled as possible in an attempt to keep Sara asleep where she is on my chest. I feel a little better now that I've told her everything, or at least told her body everything, because if I actually told her everything she would despise me. I keep playing with her hair, her silky short locks calm me.
"Tegan…why don't you just talk to me, chances are I will understand? No matter what I'll always be here, nothing can push me away." Sara pipes up as if she's choking on a sob. My hand freezes mid stroke.
Oh fuck. Nice going Tegan, now try to explain this to her! Wait, did she just use the line that I used on her when she came out to me? Yeah she did. I can't tell her! She'll hate me! How the fuck am I supposed to tell her that I had a dream she was fucking my brains out and now that's all I think about? How I want her, how I love her more than I should? Oh fuck! I just had to talk to her while she was 'asleep' didn't I!
"Sara…I….I…I can't….what did….did you hear?" I choke out. Sara slowly removes herself from my chest and sits up. I can tell she's crying even before I look at her face, her tears were dripping on my chest. She shifts so she's sitting beside me pleading with her brown orbs.
"You don't know what I'll understand or how unconditionally I will love you do you? It hurts me to see you in pain, but it hurts worse not understanding the reasons why you're hurting. I want to help you. I will do anything I can to help you. Please Tegan, as your sister I'm begging you to let me in, tell me what's wrong. I can promise you that nothing you say can hurt me or push me away." She tells me with an honest look. Sympathy flickers across her eyes too, just like in my dream. How the fuck am I supposed to not tell her now?
I shift so my bare back is against the cold wall facing her. I draw my knees to my chest and wrap my arms around them in an attempt to make myself as small as possible. I burry my faced in my knees, "you promise you won't hate me. If you do I understand. I give you full permission to beat me up, because it's sick….you'll never look at me the same again-"
"Tegan you're scaring me, just tell me." I can hear the desperate tone in her quavering voice.
"Do…do you…remember the…other day…when you…woke me up?" I can't help but silently sob out the sentence.
"Yeah, so what. That was just an embarrassing as hell moment for you, nothing to get so upset over. I mean I do it-"
"Sara stop." I can't take having the mental image of Sara getting herself off. FUCK WHY IS SHE MAKING THS SO DIFFICULT!
"I'm sorry please continue." She lays her hand on my head and gently pets me. My body involuntarily nuzzles into her hand. I can feel myself relaxing. Maybe I can I actually tell her, maybe she won't hate me. Well here we go…
"The dream…it was…it was about…it was…it was about…I was being….raped…strapped to a…bed…masked person… -"
"Take your time, don't rush." She keeps running her hand through my hair. Her cries seem to have died down.
"So scared…but not…I was…turned on…-"
"So what, it sounds hot!" What the fuck Sara! How can you say that!
"You won't…think that…because…masked person…the masked person…they were…they were…you. You...were the…masked person." Her hand stops all movements but lingers on my head.
Sara P.O.V
I was the masked person? I was rapping her? That's very hot! This is as bad as it gets? Why was she so worried! It was just a dream! Nothing that hasn't happened to me before! But leave it to Tegan to make it into something so dramatic.
"So what Tee? It was just a dream." I resume petting her head and try not to chuckle at how dramatic she's being my sobs long gone. I blame my teenage boy like hormones.
"Sara…there's more…I um…I…I…I enjoyed it…and…it's all…I can think…about…you…on top of…me. Please…don't hate…me." She sobs uncontrollably at the end of her sentence and I'm barely able to make it out. It takes a moment for her words to sink in. She wants me?
I remove my hand from her head and lay back down on my side facing her like I was when I woke up. "Tegan come here." Tegan lift her head slowly just enough to see over her knees and looks at me with her bloodshot eyes.
"You're not…you're not disgusted?" She's a sniveling mess. How can I be disgusted?
"Come here." I state more firmly. She hesitantly removes herself from sitting with her back against the wall and instead lays on her side with her back against the wall. Well at least she's on eye level. "No silly, come here." I pat the bed beside me. She gives me a questioning look but does what she's told and lays beside me. She looks scared, and is still silently crying. I can tell she's not going to come any closer so I scoot the remaining inches until I am laying right beside her. I wiggle my way under her arm until I'm laying like I was before I was woken up. "No Tee I'm not disgusted." I kiss her chest. Her breathing immediately hitches.
"Sara what are you doing?" She slightly pushes me off. I nuzzle right back into her. She tries squirming away but I throw my leg over her hips and swiftly sit up straddling her.
"I am," I kiss the area above her left breast, "making you," I kiss the area above her right breast, "better," I lean up and press my lips passionately against hers. I move them slowly and at first she just lays their shocked, I'm about to pull away, thinking that I've gone too far when her lips start to move. I can't help but to smile into the kiss. I pull away and look into her eyes. She looks very confused. "Tegan…I figured out I was gay the same time that I figured out I that I felt more than sisterly love for you. I've been waiting ever since for you to figure it out."
Tegan P.O.V.
What? What? WHAT? SARA IS ON TOP OF ME KISSING ME! WHAT DO I DO? WHAT DO I DO? KISS HER BACK DUMBASS! I slowly start to kiss her back. She smiles into the kiss but then all too soon pulls away and traps me in her gaze, which has changed from a look of concern to a look of pure lust.
"Tegan…I figured out I was gay the same time that I figured out I that I felt more than sisterly love for you. I've been waiting ever since for you to figure it out." WHAT SHE FEELS THE SAME? MY LIFE EQUALS MADE! My hands develop a life of their own and end up on her hips and play with the hem of her shirt. Both of us' heart rates are beginning to go up. She shifts so her arms are on either side of my head and she leans back in for another kiss. This time I don't hesitate in kissing back. She licks my bottom lip begging for entrance. I greatly accept. She slowly pokes her tongue into my mouth, careful to first run it over my teeth before finding my tongue. I moan at the sensation of our tongues meeting for the first time. I love the taste that is Sara. I mean sure I've kissed guys and girls before, but none have been this passionate or this skilled. The guys generally would almost choke me to death with too much tongue, and the girls were generally to scared. That's what I get for fooling around with straight girls. God this is amazing! Why was I scared? Oh shit, this is SARA, my TWIN SISTER! At that I push her away. She gives me a confused look.
"You are my twin sister. We shouldn't be doing this no matter how much we want to." I hate myself right now, I want her, I want her so bad.
"I won't tell if you won't." Her voice is dripping with lust. She moves her hand and cups my cheek. "I've waited so long." She raises off of me and gives me an evil smirk before removing my hands from her hips and pulls her shirt over her head. Holy Fuck, can you say MODEL? Her collar bones alone deserve a place in a magazine. She's hotter than in my dream. "Please?" She leans back down and starts kissing me again. I place my hands back on her hips and lazily trace random patterns into her flesh. Who am I to say no to that? While she's kissing me I can feel her shifting and her hands moving to my sides running up and down them. My breathing picks up. Then her hands land on my bra. I squirm at the new sensation. She palms me through my bra and it sets my body on fire. She smiles into the kiss I take the opportunity to nip at her bottom lip. She gives me an approving moan.
With that, she starts to detach her lips from mine and move down my jaw to my neck, nipping and sucking the whole way to my collar bones. Great I'm gonna have hickies to cover up, oh well who am I kidding this is fucking awesome. She kisses to the beginning of my bra then licks across the edge of it from one side to the other. She pulls away and gives me a pleading look.
"May I?" She jesters to my bra.
"Only if I can?" I give her a smirk and raise my hands over her back to the back of her bra. She nods and I undo her bra, but I leave it there while I lift up on my elbows for her to undo mine. Her hands glide over my skin and undo my clasp. She pulls the material from my skin, careful to avoid hitting my covered wounds, but she's eager none the less to reveal her prize. I suppress a chuckle as watch her see me for the first time. She looks like a kid in a candy store for the first time that has been told he can have as much as he wants. Her eyes sparkle as she tentatively reaches her hand to massage my breast. I groan at the feeling, reaching up and pulling off her bra before I lay back down. Fuck these are perfect. Size, shape, color-is there a perfect color? If there is she has it! I reach up and knead hers. She moans. Damn I'm good with my hands! Then she suddenly leans back in and circles her tongue around my right breast while still kneading my left one, slowly circling in until she reaches my nipple and when she does, she sucks then nips then licks. She gives the same treatment to my left breast. It takes everything I have to resist flipping her and taking her. Nothing is stopping me, but I think she wants this more than I do at the moment, and I sure as hell ain't complaining.
My chest is heaving by the time she removes her mouth from my chest and moves back to my lips. I feel her right hand snake down my torso to my waist band. She takes the material and lifts is and then releases it causing it to snap against my skin.
"Can I?" She asks while taking my bottom lip into her mouth and gently biting on it. I nod. Her hand runs under my waistband and over my boxers. "Fuck you're wet!" She says while cupping me through my boxers. She runs her middle finger up my slit then rubs my clit. I can't help but to shake, it feels so fucking good. "You like that?" I moan and nod as a response. Sara proceeds to press her finger into me as far as she can with the boxers acting as a roadblock. It isn't far. I wouldn't even consider it penetration. Fuck, I should probably mention to her that I'm still a virgin… I push her away slightly. She gives me a concerned look and removes her hand completely. I groan at the loss of pressure
"Did I hurt you? I'm so sorry I didn't mean-" She stammers out.
"No you didn't…it's just…I'm…I'm…I'm a virgin." I feel so stupid for having to say that. She gives me a surprised look.
"Oh Tee, I promise we'll take this at your pace. You're in charge. Anything you say goes. May I?" I nod and she places her hand back at my waistband and resumes kissing me. This time though she reaches underneath my boxers. She moves her hand down and cups me again. I moan. She slides her fingers down and places them at my entrance, she pulls away from the kiss and gives me a questioning look. I nod and she watches my face for any sign of my discomfort as she slowly pushes one digit into me. My eyes snap closed and I can't stop the moan that escapes me.
Then there is a bang. "Tegan, Sara, I'm home, don't tell me all you two have done is sleep all day!" Mum yells as she shuts the front door.
Well Fuck!