The Taste of Cold

If I were a temperate, what would I be?

"Hmmmm, cold; like ice. Is that an answer that makes since, Amane?"

Ashamed.

"Amane!" I called following behind my older twin as we walked to school.

He looks so very ashamed-

"Amane, Amane, Amaaanneeee," I whined holding the back of his uniform shirt. "Come on Tsukasa, knock it off," he muttered in a stern tone.

Serious, Amane is so serious today.

I frowned still holding onto his shirt as I followed behind him, Amane keeping his face forward as he walked at a fast pace. "Are you angry about last night?" I asked. Amane scoffed, he seemed even more upset then before.

Tsukasa: "Are you embarrassed because you came inside of me?"

Amane: "W-What- no!"

Tsukasa: "Are you upset because you wanted me to do you instead? Do you like me being inside that much?"

Amane: "!- Ts-Tsukasa, don't talk about it outside in public!"
Tsukasa: "Can we talk about it when we get home?"

Amane: "No!"

Tsukasa: "Why not?"

Amane: "Because I said so,"

Tsukasa: *Pouts* "Then when do we talk about it?"

Amane: "Never! We don't ever, EVER talk about it ok?!"

I'm annoyed.

The feeling of Amane being inside me was weird- I remember feeling nothing at first. Being all alone in the room after mother's punishment. I was so out of I could barely respond to Amane.

Even as he crawled into bed and spoke to me, I felt so empty. It was only until his hand went under my shirt- then under my shorts. I could barely believe it. I thought I was dreaming.

Amane stroking my cock without being asked, rolling me onto my back and giving into his lust. It hurt- I can't even say I enjoyed being the bottom, but the sound of Amane grunting and whispering in my ear where enough to make me cum as well.

So why did he change his mind. I let go of Amane's shirt, unsure of how I felt. Why is he so upset when he felt so good? When he came so much? "I don't understand," I whispered under my breath.

All day at school, Amane seemed upset, even so; my over protective twin kept an eye on me. Though he kept up with his silent act as we walked home.

"Amane! Amane," I repeated as he walked ahead of me. He's ignoring me. I ran to catch up with him, peaking over at his straight face.

"Amane, let's do it again when we get home- I'm let you be on top again!" I smiled with excitement.

Amane shrugged his head, I hate being ignored. Awe, I have an idea. "Fine," I pouted as I stepped off of the side walk.

Amane stopped, turning to look at me in irritation, "Tsukasa, get out of the street," He scolded. There it is, he'll respond if I'm naughty.

"If you're going to ignore me then I'm leaving and I'm never coming back!" I huffed walking across the street.

"Tsukasa, get out of the street- where are you going?!" He called following behind me. That's right, I like it when you're all worked up. I started to run, tossing my bag to get rid of the dead wait. "Tsukasa!" Amane yelled as I started to run away from the path to our house.

I laughed as I ran, "Tsukasa! Tsukasa come back!" Amane screamed in distress. The thought of losing me is more then he can handle- I love the sound of his suffering!

"I'm never coming back!" I yelled turning a corner. I ducked, holding my breath as he ran past me. "Tsukasa, Tsukasa wait- I'm sorry!" he yelled running further and further away.

I laughed, jumping over a fence and into a yard; panting as I tried to catch my breath. I want to make him angry.

My breathing slowed, my body felt colder as the glare of the sun disappeared and a shadow loomed above my head. I want him to worry about me, I want Amane to suffer. "What are you doing kid?"

I looked up, standing over me is a dull eye, green haired boy glaring at me with eyes as cold as my mine own. Amane's suffering turns me on the most.

"It's dangerous to be here," he stated bluntly. Awe- He's scary. I want to drive Amane insane.

I smiled. "Haaaaa, this is gonna be fun,"

Creator's Note:

Rough week, might not post again until the next.