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'Brittany, it's not what it looks like. Trust me.'

Brittany simply stood at the doorframe of the twins' room, shocked and unprepared to find them kissing each other, Alvin's shirt was half missing, showing bare shoulders. Her eyes were wide and she almost turned to leave, but she was here for a reason, so she would have to just stay and tolerate what she'd just experienced.

'Whatever...' she murmured and walked further in. Alvin and Simon exchanged a panicked glance and Simon moved off of Alvin, blushing. Alvin pulled up his shirt properly, his own cheeks crimson in the embarrassment of being caught, and by Brittany, his new half-mate.

'W-what are you doing here, Brittany?' He asked slowly; the less he stuttered, the more casual it might seem.

Brittany snapped out of the picture of the two eldest together like that and spoke up. 'I came to ask you both some questions...' She told them.

Simon nodded dutifully and motioned for her to sit. 'Go for it.' He encouraged. Alvin nodded in agreement. Brittany lowered herself slowly onto the bed opposite the boys, not sure anymore where to start. One of her questions had surely already been answered.

'Uhm...' she began, 'I'm hoping Alvin told you about the dilemma...' she shrugged, swinging her legs nervously. They were acting differently again. That look in their eyes, the way they were sitting together, how they were blushing. 'And if he didn't, then I'd better give you some time...'

Simon gave a small smile. 'Yep, he told me you and he are bonded, now.' He stated, feeling that saying it out loud was just as crushing as knowing it inwardly, and hoping he wouldn't have to tell Dave or anyone else any time soon.

Brittany nodded. 'Well, good,' she started, 'now, I wanted to ask if that meant that I have to... get rid... of his... pain, thing, but..?' She motioned to both of them.

Alvin blushed harder. 'I figured I should let Simon continue.' He insisted. 'I mean, he's always around me, so I thought it would be best...' he shrugged, then looked quickly at Brittany. 'You're okay with that, right?' He half demanded. 'I mean, I don't want to hurt your feelings, or something. But Simon just... does it so well...' he blushed again when Simon chuckled. 'Shut up, Simon...'

'No, no, that's fine...' Brittany rushed. 'I really – I'd prefer – I mean, not that you're, well, not that I don't like you like that. I mean, you're very attractive and stuff, but – no, what I mean is –' she looked down. 'It's fine...'

Alvin flinched a bit when he felt Simon's hand in his own, then relaxed. Yes, it was a very good feeling indeed to still be falling for Simon. Alvin made himself focus on the conversation at hand. 'A-anything else, Brit?' He persisted.

Brittany nodded. 'Yeah, do I need to do anything? I just... I don't really know what my role is, here...' she shrugged.

Simon scanned her. 'You'll feel like you need to do something with Alvin. Actually, I won't be surprised if you end up visiting us every day for the non-committal want to be around him.' Simon smirked. 'That's what happened with us, when we...' he sighed and didn't finish. Alvin squeezed his hand lovingly.

'And,' Brittany sighed and looked at her hands, 'just... I want you to know that...' she looked back up and at Simon, 'Simon, I don't care if you want to be in a relationship with Alvin... and Alvin...' she looked at him and smiled, 'I don't care if you've fallen for Simon. It's fine with me.' She promised. Alvin's expression turned to shock at her suggestion; how could she tell? 'You aren't entitled to "remain faithful" to me, I hope.' She smiled and turned the question to Simon, who shook his head.

'No, you're free to date, and Alvin's free to... well, I guess,' he faltered again.

Alvin grinned at the shyness. 'I'm free to date my brother.' He finished. Brittany smiled a little, not quite used to this Alvin, but she seemed to be getting to like him. He seemed to have more emotion, and he looked so happy, so full of life.

'I'm so happy it's not as complicated as I thought.' She told them smiling. 'I guess I'll be seeing you soon,' she stood. 'Thanks.'

When she'd left the room, Alvin turned to Simon. 'You didn't tell her she'd start falling for me.' He accused. Simon smirked.

'I figured if she knew you didn't want to be in a relationship with her, then she'd have to hold herself back. Plus, she's not around you twenty-four-seven, like I am.' Simon tapped Alvin's nose. 'And she doesn't share a room with you.' He added. 'So I still have you all to myself.'

'And what if I don't like that?' Alvin replied teasingly. 'What if I start falling for Brittany?' He realised his question was serious and he lost the moment. 'Oh my gosh, I don't want to fall for Brittany! That would be horrible!'

Simon pouted playfully. 'Yeah, she's a girl!' He joked almost cruelly. Alvin gave him a shocked look.

'I'm gay!' He cried in what seemed to be agony. Simon chuckled. 'My whole reputation is going to... die on me!'

Simon turned Alvin to face him with a finger under his chin, and let go. 'Alvin, are you really going to let your reputation get in the way of this?' He asked coyly. 'Because you'd think I'd be worth it.' He said sarcastically. Alvin smiled.

'You are.' He replied, layering on the flirtatious tone. 'But I really am worried about the press...' he sighed in act, 'do you think you can help me forget about it..?' He asked suggestively, biting his lip and facing Simon properly.

Simon smirked. 'I think I know exactly what you need...' he promised, pushing Alvin onto his back and leaning over him.

'Hey, Simon..?' Alvin purred his question with as much seduction as possible. 'Isn't there a way we can be fully mates..?' He asked huskily, 'because I'm open for anything you want to try...'

'Alvin, I'm not going to have sex with you,' Simon laughed. 'At least wait a little while...' He instructed.

Alvin pouted and pulled Simon in by his shirt. 'Then you'd better find some other ways to make me forget all about Brittany...'

Simon smirked and closed in fully on Alvin's lips, pushing deeper, letting then part and sink slowly yet with such fire. Simon held on to Alvin's shoulders, finding that he was starting to pull off his shirt again. Alvin let out a small moan.

'Come on, Si, I want it...' he pleaded. Simon shook his head.

'Alvin, really, we can't do that...' he chided, attacking Alvin's lips again, 'just be patient...'

Alvin growled a little and grabbed Simon's torso, pulling him closer, letting himself feel all of Simon, even if it was through clothing. He let one hand slide down the side of Simon's waist, and up again, trailing it across his chest slowly, still moving his lips passionately over Simon's.

Simon felt his body responding to Alvin's touch, to the kiss, to the way he really did want Alvin.

Completely in the moment, Simon found he'd already pulled down Alvin's shirt. He pulled back from Alvin, slightly reluctant, but he knew he'd have him again soon.

Alvin sat up a little, smiling still something of a seductive smile. 'What is it, Simon..?' He asked slowly. Simon shook his head.

'We shouldn't go too far too soon.' He told Alvin strongly. 'It'll just make it harder on the both of us.'

Alvin smirked and kissed Simon for a moment. 'Simon, you're already hard.' He chuckled, pressing a hand to Simon's member. Simon groaned, closing his eyes, forgetting the point he was trying to make. He kissed Alvin slowly, but pulled back.

'Alvin... you know full well what I meant...' he chided.

Alvin tilted his head. 'I really didn't...' he promised, 'now how about showing me how hard it's going to get..?'

'A-Alvin,' Simon pushed away his brother's advances, 'my gosh, Alvin, you're so damn impatient.' He realised. 'We're not going further until we have to,' he promised. Alvin raised a brow and gave him a "really..?" look. Simon sighed. 'Even though I want to... doesn't mean we will.'

'You want to.' Alvin repeated. 'You want to, and I want to – we both want to – but you're not letting it happen.' Alvin smirked. 'I don't see the problem.' He admitted. 'Let's just do it.'

Simon chuckled. 'You know, to any other person, your whole charming, seductive... maybe sexy, and very tempting suggestions would work.' He shook his head. 'But I'm not like the fan girls you've flirted with.' He promised. 'They'd give anything to be where I am right now. But they wouldn't know what they were getting themselves into.' He smiled. 'Because you'd think nothing of it and leave the next morning.' Simon moved away from Alvin. 'How do I know you won't do that to me?' He challenged.

'Because none of those fan girls have your personality, your eyes, your voice or your body.' Alvin nodded. 'And I would love you the next day, and the next, and the next.'

Simon smiled and laughed a bit. 'Yes, those girls certainly wouldn't have my body and all that it includes.' He agreed. 'That's, of course, why I'm so different to them.'

'Simon can we please stop all this worrying and just...' he tilted his head, 'just go for it.'

'No, Alvin.' Simon repeated firmly. 'No.' He shook his head.

Alvin grinned and kissed Simon, holding him by his shirt, needing Simon to be into this. He felt Simon respond, and felt his hands moving to hold Alvin better, and Alvin sighed. He supposed he could wait. As long as everything wasn't so hard to bear, he could wait.

Simon felt something much more slippery against his lips and he didn't exactly know if he wanted to accept it. Alvin smiled onto his lips at the challenge and proceeded to coax Simon's lips open by flicking his tongue along them, like dancing. Simon smiled at what Alvin was trying to do and remained defiant. Alvin chuckled a bit when he felt Simon smiling.

He pulled back, both brothers still smiling amusedly.

'Simon, come on,' Alvin whined playfully, 'you know you want it.'

Simon laughed. 'Alvin, of course I want it, the problem is that you can't seem to get in, now, can you?' He provoked Alvin daringly.

Alvin faked a shocked look. 'Simon Seville, are you giving me permission to try?' He asked with sarcasm. 'By using any means necessary?'

Simon nodded. 'Well, I figure it'll be good for you.' He smirked. 'Loosing.'

Alvin pulled Simon in forcedly, crashing their lips together. Alvin flipped their positions and pushed Simon onto his back, pinning him down and straddling his legs.

'Oh... my... gosh.'

Alvin snapped up quickly, looking to the door. Simon copied the action more slowly.

Why do we always get caught by someone? He asked himself. Now everyone knows.

If "everyone knows" now, then it's probably not a mystery as to who came looking in their room. But anyway XD

I'm so sorry to leave with a slight cliffhanger, but I wasn't sure how else to end it :P this is the last submission to this story for another 17 days, since I'm leaving for my cruise tomorrow. I'll be sure to write on the ship in a book so I can post quickly when I get back :D

And I'm finally going to be able to see the third movie on the ship! Although, I'm telling myself not to get high expectations, just to be handed a movie I wasn't expecting. Looks like a lot of people have been doing that: getting all worked up and then disappointed, and I won't be one of them! ^.^

Thank you for reviews! Have an epic Christmas and an even more awesome new year!