Mirror

Tamaki stood in front of his floor mirror, naked and just a little damp. He'd just gotten out of his bath and hadn't bothered drying off all the way. He felt restless, though he wasn't sure why, and the chore of drying with a towel just seemed too troublesome for him tonight. This restlessness was currently manifesting in Tamaki being completely zoned out, as an idea of anything better to do seemed to elude him. He watched as a drop of water fell from a lock of his reflection's sandy blonde hair, not really registering that it was actually his hair that the drop had fallen from. The fingers on one hand twitched, then lifted to touch the fingers of the reflection, though all they met with was the cool feeling of the glass.

The cold feeling was enough to snap Tamaki out of his stupor. His eyes suddenly became very alert, and they caught the violet eyes that stared back at him from the mirror. He grinned and made a dramatic pose, watching as the reflection did the same. He stuck another pose, this one more dramatic than the last, then started giggling. His eyes drifted down, taking in the sight of his body, which seemed to glimmer a bit in the light since it was still damp. He turned around and looked over his shoulder, trying to see as much of his back as he could.

"Ah!" he said, turning to face the mirror again and crossing his arms across his stomach. "It is such a shame that there is only one body of such beauty in this world!" If only there had been two of him born, the world would be a more blessed place! Why was it that Hikaru and Kaoru, those uncouth scoundrels, had been born as a matching set? The unfairness of it made him drop into a kneeling position on the plush carpet.

He stared at his reflection, damp hair hanging down into his eyes, and started seriously wondering what it would be like to have a twin. Ah, what a grand place the world would be if there were two of him! The thought excited him a great deal, and he felt a kind of giddiness in his stomach. He also felt, to his surprise, a pressure build in his groin. He looked down and stared at his erection, not quite sure what to think. Had thinking about having a twin really excited him so? What something like that even okay?

Then again, the entire selling point of Hikaru and Kaoru in the host club was their twincest, and the girls go crazy for it every time.

Tamaki's arms relaxed and dropped into his lap, one of them brushing up against his length and sending a shiver up his spine. He froze, staring at his hand. After a moment he let his eyes drift up to the looking glass, biting his lip. His reflection was kneeling in front of him, just as excited as he was. He ran his palm over his erection again, watching the Tamaki in the mirror do the same thing. For some reason he felt that the shiver that surged through his body this time was more a result of him watching the reflection than from the actual tactile sensation. He did it again, a small moan escaping his lips.

"Brotherly love," he said, slumping forward a bit and chuckling quietly. Perhaps this wasn't a bad thing after all. His eyes shot up to the mirror again, shining brightly. He studied his reflection for minute or two, idly brushing his fingers up and down his erection. "O... toutou," he said finally. The word seemed to dance over his lips, and so he repeated it several more times.

He leaned back and closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. He remained silent for a moment before sitting back up and staring at himself in the mirror again, but what he saw wasn't his reflection in the looking glass. In fact, the mirror had completely vanished from his field of vision. Kneeling on the floor in front of him was a reflection of himself, a twin brother who blushed under the watchful eye of his older brother. Tamaki could feel himself blushing as well, but he decided that his flushed face wasn't nearly as noticable. He was, after all, the great prince character! He couldn't allow himself to succumb in front of this adorable boy, even if every nerve in his body wanted to.

"Tamaki-nii-chan," came his twin's voice softly. His voice sounded just like Tamaki's, something that made Tamaki's skin crawl in a most pleasant fashion. It was so... enticing, to hear his own voice full of timid need, pleading for something that the blonde understood immediately.

He reached forward and cupped his younger brother's cheek in his hand and smiled warmly. "My dearest Otoutou!" he said dramatically, yet seductively, "You're adorableness is unmatched by any mortal! The sight of your blushing face excites me like nothing else, and it is all I can do to resist your charms." He leaned forward and kissed his twin on the cheek, just under his eye. "However," he continued quietly, "I do not think I wish to resist your cute body."

His hand dropped from his twins cheek and trailed down the boy's smooth, bare chest, eliciting a small gasp from him. Tamaki bit his lip, refusing to give into the pulsing desire that was radiating throughout his entire body. His younger brother was special and he deserved to be treated properly. He ran a finger gingerly over one of his twin's nipples, grinning almost wickedly as the sensation caused the other boy to shiver. He trailed his fingers further down, making a broad, seductive sweep of his palm across his twin's flat stomach, enjoying the feeling of his skin. Here, however, he paused and stared into the other boy's eyes, the same violet hue as his own.

"T-Tamaki-nii-chan?" came his twin's voice, pleading.

"Hmm?" Tamaki began trailing little circles on his brother's thigh with his fingertip.

"Tamaki-nii-chan, please..."

Tamaki couldn't hide his pleasure at being pleaded to in such a way. "Ah," he said, closing his eyes, though still tracing circles with his finger, "the purity of your desire is even more beautiful than your shimmering body! Alright, then, I shall deny my adorable little brother no longer!" He allowed his hand to drift over, wrapping his slender fingers around his twin's length. Much to his surprise, he felt his brother's hand around his own, and when he opened his eyes he saw the other boy looking at him shyly. Tamaki smiled at him. "Together, then..."

As Tamaki began moving his hand over his brother's erection, so, too, did his twin's move over his, sliding in a unison that had only emerged after years of constantly being together. When the blonde slide his thumb over the smooth head of his twin's penis, the other did the same without any pause or delay. Though they were two seperate entities molesting each other, the sensation that their sychronization created was almost enough to make Tamaki think that they had joined together and were two souls in one body on their way to erotic release.

As the pressure in Tamaki's body grew he couldn't help but stroke his brother's length faster, more roughly. His twin, he could tell, was having the same problem, as his hand mirrored Tamaki completely. Tamaki could hear him breathing, letting out little gasps and moans, and the sounds made him lose all sense of his surroundings. He moved his hand along his brother's length without reserve now, relishing in the heat being radiated, and suddenly he knew that neither of them could hold it in any longer.

Tamaki came with a gasp, the hot, sticky liquid covering the surface of the mirror. He fell backwards onto the carpet, staring up at the intricately carved ceiling of his bedroom, though his eyes weren't exactly focused. His breath came to him in ragged batches of air, and he could feel his heart beating hard and fast against his rib cage. After what seemed like ages passed, though it was only a minute or so, Tamaki rolled over onto his side, limbs limp and eyes half closed.

Hikaru and Kaoru, he decided, were two of the luckiest guys in the world.