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The attractive spread of Vash’s cunt draws Nai in. His fingers splay around the folds to open them up to expose the pink slit between. A hooded clit winks at him.
Nai flattens his tongue to the slit and drags it up. There’s the softest glisten of wetness, and he laps it up hungrily. The more movements of his tongue, the more wet Vash becomes. He focuses on the clit with spiraling licks. One of Nai’s legs slides inward, and Nai patiently pushes it back into place.
He had arranged Vash perfectly. Head on the pillows, arms resting naturally at his sides, and legs pushed apart in a way that won’t be uncomfortable. In the darkness, his shape is simply angelic. So far, he hasn’t woken.
Vash’s beautiful cunt tastes like heaven. Nai puts his tongue inside and laps around, keeping his hand on Vash’s thigh to stay steady. He groans in appreciation, loving how his tongue and face are soon soaked in Vash’s arousal. Vash is gushing like a crushed berry. Nai strokes his tongue around inside Vash for several minutes.
Being pressed this close into Vash’s cunt, Nai can hardly breathe. He doesn’t care. Nai rubs Vash’s clit with his thumb while drinking down juices. Whenever his tongue scoops inside, there’s always more to drip out and into his waiting mouth. More and more dribbles down his chin.
Vash starts slowly moving his hips. It’s just back and forth at first, and Nai lets him since he doesn’t want Vash to wake up. But when he starts lifting and rolling into his tongue, Nai decides to put a hand on Vash’s hip to keep him still. Even in his sleep, his brother’s body craves Nai. That’s what makes them fully compatible. Made for each other. Nai can’t imagine either of them being able to be with someone else. He knows Vash knows this too, even if he likes playing hard to get sometimes. After the garden... It'll probably take him more time to come around to Nai's perspective.
“Mhm.” Like he’s savoring a good meal, Nai groans into the cunt. He steals his tongue back and licks his lips while trying to catch his breath. Vash’s cunt has gotten even pinker, and Nai mindlessly strokes a finger through the slit down to watch the shuddering reaction. Vash is so predictable. Nai knows his body well.
He starts licking again, unable to help himself. Long, slow licks go from the edge of Vash’s tight entrance and up to his pearl of a clit. Nai sometimes stops to suckle on the irresistible bud. It’s impossible not to love every second of it.
Settled comfortably on the bed, Nai thinks he could stay here for hours. No one but him is awake in the whole house, and he has Vash all to himself. No one else should ever get to know how sweet Vash’s arousal tastes.
Slowly, Nai puts a finger against the entrance while he rubs his tongue over the clit. Vash makes a few soft sounds in his sleep which causes Nai to cautiously pause. He doesn’t want to wake Vash and scare him; he just hadn’t been able to wait any longer without touching him.
A few seconds after making the soft, snuffling noises, Vash settles back down. His breath evens out, and the small amount of tension in his body leaves. Once he’s sure Vash is sleeping steadily, Nai gets back to work. His finger presses in slowly. Watching the pink entrance spread to allow him inside, muscles squelching around, makes Nai groan softly. He enjoys the softness so much. Vash is shaped perfectly no matter what Nai puts in him.
While thrusting his finger shallowly, Nai returns to suckling at the clit. He loves the shape of the bud on his tongue, laving across it over and over as juices flow from Vash. His brother’s foot slides across the bedding again, and Nai allows the thigh to stay pressed in close to his face. He knows this is just Vash’s body naturally reacting to the pleasure.
Soft mewls start leaking from Vash. Nai’s finger moves so easily inside him, so much slickness making it nearly frictionless inside. Moaning at the taste on his tongue, Nai shifts closer so he can truly bury his face against Vash’s cunt. He humps his hips to rub his cock against the bedding.
Curling up his finger, Nai searches blindly while lapping at Vash’s clit. He feels it when he finds the g-spot in the ever so slight tensing of Vash’s body. Stroking at it with the pad of his finger, Nai lowers his mouth to lick around the drooling hole and suck up as much juices as he can.
Vash’s hips move more now, so Nai pries his face away and looks up. He watches an arm lift and arch over Vash’s chest, sailing toward his face. A soft, muffled whimper leaves his lips. Shifting up, Nai puts his finger in deeper, grabbing Vash’s wrist and pinning it to the bed. He pushes their mouths together, licking into slightly parted lips and ramming against Vash’s teeth. He’s sloppy, trying to get deeper, and finally Vash’s jaw relaxes enough for him to stroke their tongues together.
“Mmnph!” Knees rise up around him. Nai keeps kissing Vash as his brother wakes up more. He’s making incomprehensible noises around the feverish movements of Nai’s lips and tongue. His hands lift and push against Nai’s chest, but Nai just bears down harder.
He shoves a second finger into the tight entrance, feeling muscles spasm and stretch around the digits. Finally, breaking the kiss, Nai blinks open his eyes to gaze at Vash's sweet, rumpled face. He’s confused and distressed, hips jerking as Nai rubs his g-spot. “You’re finally awake,” Nai hums. He leans in and gives Vash a few kisses along his jawline.
“Nai, what’re you doing?” He bites his lip as Nai gently eases his legs apart again. “What time is it?”
“Sometime past midnight. Not sure.” Nai kisses Vash again. He can’t get enough. He knows his mouth and tongue must taste like Vash’s juices, so he happily shares that. It’s the best taste in the world. “Now, shhh. We’re not alone in the house. You’re gonna wake up Rem.” He rubs at Vash’s clit. “You don’t want that. I don’t want that.”
Vash writhes. “Nai- Hold on for a second…”
“Relax, you liked it when you were asleep.” Nai laughs at that. It’s a breathy and quiet sound, but immediately he sees that Vash is beginning to pout. “Shh, it’s okay. You said I could, remember?”
Vash shakes his head. “I didn’t-”
“Earlier. I asked if we could, and you said later when no one was around.” Nai wriggles his fingers inside Vash playfully, and he smiles when Vash’s face collapses into pleasure. “No one’s around, Vash.”
“I didn’t mean while I was asleep.” Vash squirms and bucks his hips a few times, biting his lip over and over again. “Nai, can you please stop putting so much pressure there?”
“What? Here?” Nai rubs his fingers harder against Vash’s g-spot and laughs in delight when Vash cries out and wildly bucks his hips. “I know what you like, baby brother. You’re so easy to please.”
Pouting, Vash stubbornly refuses to acknowledge what they both know is true. Nai can feel how his brother’s pussy drools with every action he takes. Vash wants him. He likes to make things complicated. That’s fine, because Nai doesn’t mind jumping through hoops to get what he wants.
The more he massages his fingers inside Vash, the more sounds Vash makes. He can’t help it. Eventually, he’s a moaning mess and the bedding between his legs is soaked. Nai presses his cock against Vash’s thigh and drives his fingers over and over again into the warmth and slickness.
Nai starts licking one of Vash’s nipples while pushing his fingers against the tiny ridge of his g-spot. The noises Vash makes for him are heavenly. All Nai wants to hear for the rest of time are those soft mewls and moans. He swirls his tongue around the hardened bud swiftly as his fingers move quicker inside Vash.
Muscles lock up as Vash comes. Nai feels a warm spray on his legs, and he looks down to see the dripping mess between Vash’s legs. “I love when you squirt all over me,” he says.
Vash’s cheeks are bright red. Even in the darkness, Nai can tell that. Kissing him again, Nai pulls out his fingers slowly. When they’re free from the clutch, he sits back and enjoys licking the taste off with slow whirls of his tongue.
“Are you done…?” Vash asks.
Looking down, Nai gives a snort. He presses his erection against Vash’s thigh. “Do I feel done?” he asks. Vash pouts at him, and it’s so cute that Nai has to lean down and give him a kiss. “Are you tired?”
After a second, Vash nods. His arms work up between them so that they can wrap around Nai’s neck. “You woke me up. I was having a good dream.”
“Having good dreams while my fingers were inside you? Of course.”
“That’s not what I meant…”
Nai laughs, then he gives a few kisses to Vash’s blushing cheeks. Readjusting himself, he pushes his needy cock against the soft, flush folds. He stifles a groan, bending instead to kiss Vash while he rubs himself against his brother. The tip is already drooling. “It’s what you said, though. Don’t look at me with sad eyes, Vash. I can feel how wet you are.”
Vash’s hips twitch, a complex look pinching his face. “It’s sensitive down there.”
“Uh huh.” Nai kisses his brother again and again. Gentle breaths puff against his lips while Nai drags the shaft of his hard cock through the slick folds. He knows whenever he brushes past the clit, because Vash exhales a little harder and twitches. His nails bluntly dig into Nai’s shoulders. Licking into Vash’s mouth, Nai grabs one of Vash’s hips so he can bear down harder. “Fuck,” he mutters, leaving the kiss. Leaning up more, he rubs himself faster as prickles travel down his spine. It feels so nice already, and he’s not even inside yet. “You’re so wet and hot, Vash, fuck.”
“You don’t have to…” Vash’s red face and swollen lips are absolutely precious. His wide-eyed shyness is just the cherry on top. “Are you going to put it inside?”
Nai rubs his thumb against Vash’s hipbone. “That desperate for me?”
“N-no.” Vash’s face flames hotter and redder.
Rolling his hips, Nai huffs softly as he grins. “It’s okay. You don’t have to lie. You’re dripping and twitching so much. I can tell how much you need me. I’ll fuck you, Vash.” It’s difficult to focus, though. Just grinding himself against his brother’s cunt is delightful enough on its own. But that would be selfish, and besides, Nai wants to go inside, too. “Spread your legs a bit more.”
Vash hesitates. “Be gentle?”
“Of course.” Nai coos down at his brother’s sweet, shy face. He swoops in and gives him a kiss on the forehead. “So gentle.”
As soon as Vash’s long legs shift further apart, Nai takes the base of his cock to guide it inside. He gasps as the head is taken inside the dripping entrance. The immediate squeeze almost makes him come already. He grips Vash’s hip and grits his teeth to keep under control. Under him, Vash has his eyes squeezed shut as he’s filled up with cock.
Lots of time had been spent opening him up, so it’s easy for Nai to eventually thrust in. He smacks his hips against Vash’s and hears his brother’s quiet bleat. “Oh, you liked that?” he asked, breathless and amused. Doing it again, he enjoys the clap of flesh on flesh as their hips meet. Being squeezed around the shaft of his cock makes Nai’s head foggy.
“Go slow s-so that it doesn’t hurt,” Vash tells him.
Grunting, Nai nods. He puts both of his hands on the mattress to hold himself above his brother. Moving his hips, he thrusts in slowly while also trying to get in as deep as he can. “This good?”
Vash is watching him through his dark lashes, but he gives a tiny nod.
“Good.” Nai exhales. He hasn’t been inside his brother since the garden, and it’s quickly flushing his head in endorphins. Thrusting into his own hand while thinking of Vash isn’t enough. It’s not even close. Pleasure trembles all over Nai as he tries not to lose himself. He promised to be gentle, so he has to be.
Vash’s arms are loosely wrapped around him now, and he moans softly a few times. “Nai-” His body clenches down, and Nai has to lock up his muscles so that he doesn’t snap his hips forward harder. It’s difficult to control himself. “Nai, you’re so big.”
“Fuck, Vash, you can’t just say things like that,” Nai mutters, nearly laughing around a groan. He pulses forward, then starts shallowly stroking himself inside. Vash is making such a mess between them, juices coating Nai’s cock and legs and the bedding underneath them. “Does it feel good this time?”
“Uh, yeah-” Vash whimpers. “I guess.”
Rocking himself forward a bit harder, Nai grips the bedding to try and maintain the pace that is driving him insane. “I want you to feel good. I don’t-” He chews on the inside of his cheek when Vash squeezes around him. Pleasure cascades over him. “I don’t want to do it like in the garden again. That was…” He stares at Vash’s blue eyes. “Wrong.”
Vash’s breath catches. “It was?”
Nai nods. “I shouldn’t… Been that rough.” He looks away. “You made me mad.”
Clumsily, one of Vash’s hands comes around to his cheek, cupping it. Nai leans into the touch while he rocks himself into Vash with short groans. He can hear the wetness sucking and squelching around his length. The need to thrust in so hard, so deep… “Vash- I just need you! I can’t control myself! You aren’t allowed to leave me, okay? You have to stay!”
“I’m- I’m not going anywhere…”
“Forever!” Nai snaps his eyes open. He’s confused why everything is blurry until something hot and wet drips down his face. Is he crying? Tears are rolling over Vash’s fingers. He can’t see clearly, but he just knows that sympathetic, guilty look is on Vash’s face. “That’s why- We haven’t since, and I couldn’t wait. I need you to be mine. I have to make you mine.”
Vash pets his face. As his voice pitches up, the movement gets more desperate. “Okay, okay, Nai, it’s okay. Please don’t cry.”
As the emotional valve opens, Nai collapses on top of Vash and lets himself be hugged. At the same time, his hips begin pistoning harder. He’s crying and moaning, feeling warm lips trying to clear his face. Vash’s body is so welcoming, and Nai wants to get deeper and deeper until it’s all he can feel. He tucks his face against Vash’s neck and digs his teeth in.
“Nai-!”
Buttery and soft, it’s easy to puncture Vash’s thin skin, biting hard enough that he can taste an iron tang. Vash writhes underneath him, but Nai can’t stop himself. He loses himself completely, thrusting hard enough that his hips hurt. Then, he spills inside Vash with a loud moan. Hooking himself closer, he licks at his bite mark languidly while pumping semen into his twin.
The crazed energies of sex and orgasm wash through Nai’s body. Shamefully, he hides his teary face against Vash while trying to regain himself. His softening cock stays rammed inside of Vash while they both catch their breaths. Realizing himself, Nai shifts backward and slips out, wincing as the sudden lack of warmth stings his cock. He means to rocket off the bed in an escape, but Vash grabs him before he can.
“Wait!” Vash holds onto his arm with both hands, tugging Nai back over him. “Don’t run away upset.” There are now tears brimming in Vash’s eyes. Nai wants to kick himself for that. “I’m sorry. I’m s-sorry.” He hiccups around the word, upset.
“No, no, you… You didn’t do anything.” Nai wipes away tears and coos softly at Vash who seems only at the beginning of his turmoil. “I… It’s hard to know I have to force you to take me sometimes.”
Vash sniffles. His hand cups around his neck, feeling against sweat-damp skin until he finds the bite. As his fingers bump against it, Vash winces away. Lost and delirious, he stares at Nai. “I know you’ll never stop,” he admits.
It’s enough to make Nai hide his face.
“Even if I ask you to. So…it’s okay. I still love you. You’re still my brother. My twin.”
Nai bends down and kisses Vash’s lips. He’s surprised when Vash just lets him do it, their tongues sliding together in a serpentine fashion. Until the need to breathe interrupts, and they part on instinct. Nai sits back on his heels, raking his eyes down Vash’s prone body. He can’t help but stop on the slick, pink folds which are now open around the entrance which is drooling cum in a white stream.
“You look so gorgeous like this,” Nai says.
Vash chews on his lip, slowly bringing his leg around Nai. Once he’s done this, he sits up and scampers to the other side of the bed to turn on his lamp. Its glow fills up the room, golden light filtering through the damp hair plastered to Vash’s forehead. “Stay there,” he says before climbing off the bed and trouncing toward his attached bathroom.
Only two rooms in their house have bathrooms attached. Nai remembers this used to be their room together, but when Rem had separated them, she made them roll a die to see who got this one. Vash had won; Nai had sulked. It was mostly about being away from Vash, but he missed the convenience. Vash goes inside, leaving Nai to sit with his thoughts.
When Vash comes back, he’s wrapped himself in his little, yellow bathrobe that Nai got him last year, and he has a warm cloth. Vash sits beside him, gently cleaning up Nai’s tear-streaked face without a word. He pets through Nai’s hair a few times.
“Vash,” Nai whispers.
“Sh, it’s- It’s okay. It’s fine.” Vash folds the cloth across his thigh, then he takes Nai’s face in his hands. When they’re sitting and staring at each other like this, any subtle differences melt away. It does feel like their souls are fully identical, fully one being. “No more doing this to me in my sleep.”
Nai nods.
“And…if I say I don’t want to…then we don’t do it then. Okay?”
His lower lip gives a small tremble when he asks that. “You do like to protest,” Nai says, weakly. But there’s still a damp sheen sparkling in Vash’s eyes. “Okay. I’ll try to listen better.”
Vash pulls his hands back. He looks surprised. “Okay.” Firmer, he nods. “Okay. Good.”
“I really did…think you would like it if I just-” Nai cuts himself off. “It’s like convincing you to do other things, right? We’re twins. If I want something, you want it, too.” Nai’s thumb strokes gently at Vash’s knee. He feels chided, but maybe he deserves it. “I love you.”
“I love you, too.” Vash sighs. “You’re just stubborn.” He rubs a hand across his eyes with a yawn, then he takes the cloth and tosses it in the general direction of his hamper. Nai hears it splat against the wall, misaimed. But Vash is already laying down and curling himself into an egg-shaped lump.
Nai reaches out and flips off the lamp so that the room is dark once again. Only the moonlight through the window shines now, but it’s still plenty enough to see his brother, and his flushed cheeks and wheat-gold hair. “Can I stay?” he asks.
“Rem is home. She’ll wonder why,” Vash says.
Nai puts his legs slowly under the comforter before pulling it up over them. “We’ll tell her you had a nightmare if she even notices we slept in the same room. Come on.”
“Fine. But you had the nightmare.”
Nai rolls his eyes fondly. “Okay. Love you.” He watches the back of Vash’s head for a while, until he sees a slightly nod.
“Love you, Nai. Good night.”
After that, Nai loops his arms around Vash and pastes himself against his back. He snuggles against Vash’s neck and enjoys the warmth exuding from his brother’s skin.