Penintence

Penitence

Wataru ducked quickly behind a corner, pulling his brother with him. They didn’t want to get caught doing this. That would be embarrassing and they would need to come up with some bullshit, plausible, non-mortifying reason for why they were following the king around. The real reason was not on their list of things to admit anytime soon. It would be way too humiliating.

While crushing on the King wasn’t unheard of, or really, rare at all, Wataru and Kakeru were not planning on admitting it anytime soon. They had their pride- or at least, what little was left after the degrading disasters over the last few weeks: almost losing at tennis to a raw beginner, a number of accidents during the MVP battle, having to apologize to Ito Keita (although that was self-imposed). The twins didn’t want another humiliation heaped onto the others. Especially something as bad as liking someone who barely knew who they were.

With a synchronized soft sigh at seeing Tetsuya enter the student council room, they turned and started heading back to their dorm to finish the homework they had blown off for the last hour to watch the King walk around, talk to people, and generally charm the socks off everyone but the Queen and his Knight.

On the way back to their rooms, bathed in the soft twilight of evening, they started up a long running argument between them.

“What do you think the King and Nakajima do in there all the time?” Wataru asked.

“Work?” Kakeru offered. “I want to know what Saionji and the King did to get those sparks going between them,” he said, waggling his eyebrows suggestively.

Wataru snickered. This argument, while mostly fanciful imaginings and half mocking lines of reasoning, was entertaining. And, while the King was their favorite target, they had these disputes about everyone, from Takuto Iwai to Umino-sensei to the girls from town.

“No, the King and Queen never had anything serious going, although they probably had a fling at one point. The Queen and his Knight however…”

“No way!” Kakeru countered, his grin matching Wataru’s. “Shichijou has got something going with Nakajima!”

“What’s with you and pairing enemies together?!” Wataru asked, his smile contradicting his harsh tone.

“I don’t pair them all together! Some just have the special spark that speaks of more. I mean really, look at Shichijou and Nakajima together! They’re always arguing and talking to each other, and-”

“What about me?” A cold voice asked from behind them.

They both paled and looked back. “Na- Nakajima-sempai!” they stuttered simultaneously.

“Um… Nothing!” Wataru stammered.

“Just, um… wondering what the next school event was!” Kakeru improvised.

“Yeah!” Wataru quickly agreed. “And because you’re on the student council and help come up with these things-”

“-you appeared in the conversation!” Kakeru finished.

“Well, we’ve got homework. Bye Sempai!” they said, before darting away.

Or they attempted to flee, at least. Hide grabbed the back of their school uniforms before they could and held them in place.

“Now what is it that you two were saying about me and that dog?” he asked, voice quiet and deadly.

The twins shared a look and gulped. How were they going to get out of this one? Nakajima was infamous for his bad disposition and coldness. They were so dead. Why could they never keep their mouths shut?

“I‘m waiting for an explanation.”

The twins paled further. “Um…” Wataru mumbled. “We were just joking?”

“I’m sure,” Hide said, letting go of their school uniforms. “I should tell Tecchan and Saionji what you said about them.”

Wataru and Kakeru had started edging away as soon as they were released, but when the tall blue-haired man said that, they froze. “Could you please not?” Kakeru asked, sounding a little desperate.

“Please?” Wataru added, giving Hide the best pathetic, pleading look he could muster up.

The taller male smirked and pushed up his glasses, a gesture that usually meant he was thinking of something particularly evil. “I can’t think of any reason to refrain…”

The twins traded looks, ideas passing through their eyes, before both pairs widened. “We can make it worth your while,” Kakeru said, leaning towards his brother.

Hide looked at them. “And how do you propose to do that?”

The twins just smirked at him and turned. “If you’ll follow us…” Wataru said, sending him a look over his shoulder.

Hide stared after them for a moment. Then, Kakeru’s hand slid over to cup his brother’s lower back as he turned his head. “You won’t regret it.” His usually annoying voice was low and husky.

Hide followed them.

About an hour later, he closed one of their dorm rooms behind him, smirking widely and zipping up his pants. Damn, those two were talented with their tongues.

Smirk still in place he strode back to the student council room and slipped inside. “Tecchan,” he started. “You’ll never guess some of the rumors surrounding you,” he said.

At Tetsuya’s interested look, more for the break from work than the gossip, Hideaki told him about what he had heard the twins say, concerning him and the ‘Queen.’ He hadn’t told the twins a blow job would stop him from telling- that had been their gamble. But, it had been good so he wouldn’t tell the treasury department. Maybe the twins would even thank him later, if his guess about what Niwa would do and how the twins still looked was right.

“What?!” Niwa yelled, flushing angrily. “How did they find out about that?!” Without waiting for an answer, he jumped up and ran out of the room, full speed.

Hideaki pushed up his glasses. Well, even if Tecchan was neglecting his work, at least that laid to rest his lingering, previously unresolved question about what had happened between the ‘King’ and ‘Queen.’

~~~

Tetsuya sprinted through the halls, furious, heading towards the twins’ dorms as the most likely place to find them as there was no tennis practice right at that time.

He skidded to a halt outside of one of their doors. He had no idea which one’s it was- he never could tell them apart- but that didn’t matter much because he was planning on yelling at them both, one at a time, to scare them more.

He threw open the door and burst in, yelling “Why the hell were you spreading ru-” before cutting off suddenly. Both twins were there. So much for his scare tactic. But that’s not why he had stopped. No, that wasn’t the reason at all.

The reason he had stopped mid-sentence and was frozen and staring even now, was that the twins were lying together on the bed, one half on top of the other, both out of their red blazers with their shirts unbuttoned and gaping open. Their mouths were open in shock and Tetsuya had a sudden urge to put those mouths to good use…

“King?” the twins said at the same moment, looking surprised.

This snapped Tetsuya out of his day dream and he grinned, his reason for coming here remembered although his anger had dissipated quite a bit. “So, you two were spreading rumors about me and Kaoru-chan, were you?”

His grin widened when the twins paled considerably. One began to look a little murderous. The other just kept looking scared. “N-no,” the scared one said, stammering slightly. “It-It was just to each other and we were just joking around anyways….” he said trailing off.

Tetsuya stepped forward and the other began looking a little frightened too.

He took another step forward. The one half laying on the other- the more scared one- rolled backwards.

The other scowled and elbowed him before looking up at Tetsuya. “Anyway we can make it up to you?” he asked, propping himself up on his elbows. His already unbuttoned shirt slid off one shoulder. Tetsuya had a fleeting suspicion he had done it on purpose.

“It’s a possibility,” Tetsuya said, grinning wolfishly. “Doesn’t your brother want to know too?”

The other one, still stomach down, propped himself up on his hands. The move arched his back sharply. He drew his knees forward and looked at Tetsuya from beneath thick eyelashes. He rolled his shoulders and his shirt fell off completely, pooling on the sheets. “Yes,” he said, voice breathy.

That had definitely been on purpose. Sex in exchange for silence. It was not a bad proposal. Still, he wanted to hear it aloud. “And how do you propose to do that?” he asked, unknowingly repeating Hide’s words from earlier.

The other twin now sat up. “Join us?” he asked, patting the bed next to him.

Niwa grinned happily and settled next to him, putting the second twin at his back. “Now, wait. Which one of you is which?” he asked, feeling he should know if the twins were really offering what he thought they were.

“I’m Kakeru,” the one beside him said, leaning up and kissing him.

“And I’m Wataru,” the one from behind said before hot lips touched his neck.

“And we propose,” Kakeru whispered huskily as Wataru began moving down, leaving a trail of kisses along Tetsuya’s spine, “to give you anything you want if only you won’t be mad at us any more.”

Wataru placed a last kiss on Tetsuya’s cloth colored back before moving back to his ear. “So what do you want?”

Tetsuya whirled around and shoved him down on the bed, leaning down and plundering his mouth savagely. The boy parted his lips and slid hands to start unbuttoning Tetsuya’s shirt. Kakeru slid his already loose tie and jacket off, having to raise the King’s arms one at a time from either side of his brother and then shifted over so he could help Wataru.

Tetsuya’s shirt was off in a moment and then two hot mouths were on his body, licking and nipping over his chest. In unison, the twins reached his nipples and latched lips around them, sucking at the hardened pink nubs. Then, they split up again. Kakeru slithered between Tetsuya’s arms to run his tongue down his stomach, stopping a moment to swirl his tongue in Tetsuya’s bellybutton. Wataru moved so he was once again at the King’s back. He ran his tongue along one hip, down along the outer side of the King’s thigh. He traced the edge of the big thigh muscle all the way around, curling around the King’s thighs like a cat. Kakeru moved over and slid lower along Tetsuya’s body.

Two sets of hands pushed against his torso lightly and Tetsuya raised himself out of the half-pushup position he had been in until he was kneeling.

Kakeru stared up at him with half-lidded red eyes. Wataru moved again so he too was on his stomach in front of the King. He didn’t make eye contact and the King found himself frowning a little. He reached a hand down, intent on making sure two pairs of eyes were staring at him, filled with lust, when Wataru raised himself and licked along Tetsuya’s length from base to tip with a firm tongue.

The King gasped and then groaned as two mouths hooked onto his erection, circling it lazily with nimble tongues and soft lips.

When Tetsuya was breathless and in danger of coming, he pushed both twins away from his dick. “Both of you, one of you, I don’t care, on your stomach.”

Wataru quickly slid off the bed and nearly ran to the bathroom. Tetsuya barely noticed, paying attention to the other twin. Kakeru obediently rolled over, pushing his hips up and spreading his legs.

Tetsuya groaned at the sight he made and began to move forward. Slender white hands, slick with oil stopped him. Wataru gave him a pointed look, managing to make it look reproving despite his mussed hair and swollen lips. Tetsuya let Wataru oil his fingers before moving forward, nearly screaming with frustration.

He ran a finger along the crease of Kakeru’s buttocks, dipping a finger in to tease his entrance. Kakeru squirmed and made small noises of pleading, pushing his hips up.

Tetsuya grinned and shoved his finger inside. Kakeru moaned slightly, quickly adjusting to the penetration. Another finger was added and twisted. Kakeru gasped as a third was added. Tetsuya scissored his fingers slowly, sensitive to the soft pain sounds coming from him. He had learned his lesson with Keita.

He reached a hand around and grabbed Kakeru’s erection, pumping it. The pain sounds turned almost instantly to moans of pleasure.

A few more pumps and he could no longer stand it. He hefted Kakeru’s hips up, aiming for a better angle and slammed his hips forward. Kakeru moaned as Tetsuya slammed inside of him, stretching him further. He pushed his hips up, urging Tetsuya to stop being gentle.

Tetsuya did not oblige. Buried deep inside Kakeru, he said, “What do you want?”

“You!” cried Kakeru.

Tetsuya grinned and ran a hand through the boy’s hair, being careful not to move. “But what do you want me to do?”

“F- Fuck me! I want you to fuck me!” Kakeru was moaning, the words coming out half screamed.

Tetsuya grinned and started moving, setting a punishing pace. Kakeru moved with him, his knees and torso being ground into the bed. His hands flailed. Slender white hands reached out and caught them.

Tetsuya blinked to see Kakeru’s hands held in his brothers. Well, really the other way around. Kakeru’s hands were convulsing, drawing small sounds from his brother. They weren’t pain sounds. A far, unfogged bit of Tetsuya’s mind noted that as he reached around and grabbed Kakeru’s shaft. Kakeru screamed, the sound cut off suddenly by his brother’s hand over his mouth.

Tetsuya could feel pressure building up inside of himself, but stubbornly held on, thrusting into Kakeru and stroking his length. The younger boy came with a cry muffled by his brother as his free hand found Wataru’s thigh and clutched at it, bringing a gasp from Wataru’s lips.

Tetsuya came, shuddering and moaning. He pulled out of Kakeru and collapsed on top of the twin drawing a small sound from him. He kissed the back of his neck and glanced up. Wataru looked back, pupils dilated, still hard.

Tetsuya reached a hand up and pulled the unresisting teen to lie beside him. Then, he wrapped a hand around his length and started pumping. His other hand worked around Wataru’s hips to lazily circle with his entrance. Wataru gasped softly.

Tetsuya dredged up the energy left to him and pushed himself up, positioning himself about Wataru. He dragged one slender leg over his shoulder and shoved a still slick finger inside him. He finished Wataru off quickly and let himself fall again, pulling a twin to curl against each of his sides.

Several hours later, Tetsuya woke with a start. He quickly realized where he was and untangled himself from the twins, careful not to wake them. He stared down at them for a moment, admiring the mess he had made of the pair and then left, leaving a note.

As soon as the door shut, two sets of dark red eyes opened. “You know, for all our long hours of crushing on him…” Kakeru started.

“I don’t think he’d be that good for us,” Wataru finished. “Not enough endurance.”

They both laughed. Wataru got up, pulling back on his pants and wandered over to look at the note. He grinned. “’All is forgiven,’” he read.

“It better be,” Kakeru grumbled. “Although not is all forgiven of Nakajima.”

Wataru grinned. “I say we go and… uh, ‘punish’ him.” He use air quotes around punish.

Kakeru giggled. “Think he has the endurance?”

“Well, we’ll just have to find out.”

A/N: My first lemon ever. Well, at least the first completed one. Please, tell me what you think, constructive criticism highly appreciated. So, even if you normally don’t review, drop a one-liner, at least? Sorry about the OOCness. A story featuring Twins/Hide next if people think this was okay.