OH MY FUCKING GAWD!!!! THEY HAD SEX AND ARE NOW MARRIED!!!!! HELL BROKE LOOSE! *looks bewildered around before running to hide behind a rock*

Author's Response: I know, it;s awesome right?! :hands you a plushie: come on out Cilla!

Oh my god, that was so great!
I always love it when a 'fight' turns into a making out session, and then into a love making session!

Bill bit his trembling, pale knuckle, trying to calm his frayed nerves as he attempted to even his quivering and talk to the person on the phone. The person stayed on the phone for over an hour as Bill spilled his heart to his best friend, divulging in the fact that he had found his twin within his current lover. Almost a week has past and Bill had been under an immeasurable stress from being practically famous and basically in the process of being kicked out.

Bill expected for Andreas to sympathetic, and caring and regretful—anything from what he was now proposing.

“Billa, listen to me. I know it’s such a complex, but listen—you are in love with Tom. You have to face this at full frontal force.”

“Andi, it isn’t that easy. He’s my brother. I can’t…I just can’t…”

“Just last week, you didn’t even know. You can’t flush out feelings over trivial things, love.”

“Trivial? Andi, I’m in love with my brother! It’s disgusting! Horrid!”

“But you didn’t know! It’s not your fault—it’s not Tom’s either! And now you want to just break it all up? Over blood?”

“Andreas—you don’t understand!”

“Shut the fuck up, Wilhelm! In situations like this you have go balls to wall and go with which whatever came first. Tom is your lover first, brother second. I don’t want you to miss out on a good guy over this.”

“Andi…I don’t know.maybe you’re right.”

“Maybe? W.T.F I am always right.”

“I’ll call you tomorrow, okay?”

“Okay,Andi…love you.”

“Love you too…please give it try, for me?”

“For you,”

Bill hung up with the blond, his voice a little bit stronger, and his heart speeding up with anticipation.

But a part of Bill was screaming out how wrong incest would be, and the guilt that will play soon in a afterwards.

Is it really worth it?

“Ugh!” Bill shuttered out and he thumped his head agains the wall in frustration before he heard a short, sharp click.

Bill raised an eyebrow. Bill crawled around to face the wall to see a little knob that Bill was sure was sure was there a second ago. Bill slowly moved his mouth back to the phone.
“Andi, I’ll call you later hon.”
Bill stood up on wobbly legs and held the silver colored knob and gave it a tug to the left.
Bill shrieked.
He didn’t expect for it to move and reveal a dastardly dark room. Absent-mindedly being drawning to the stygian room, dimly lit with red lights. Bill felt cold stone under his feet as he slid the ‘door’ close. Bill wiped the trial of dark tears down his face as the red lighting lead Bill into a stone room decorated in frames hanging limply from a mass connection of clothing lins that litered the ceiling. On his right was a shelf staffed with expensive cameras, tripods and material used for fixtures on set. A sink with trays ofdark water for developing film was on the side of the basin and a meager desk filled with papers and littlebox stood towards theback.
Bill felt almost weary being in a place so intimate yet frightening all at one.
Tom had never told him that he had a secret room in the penthouse.
Well, Tom really never had told him much of anything besides an slew of insults followed by a pile of apologies.
Bill narrowed his eyes slightly, peering at the frames realizing their were pictures of the landscape just out side, and few snapshots of Bill and Tom on the roof from just the other day. Bill continued to walk daintily around the area, careful not to leave any evidence of his presence until he reached the desk which has stacks of paper held down by a simple, square paper weight. Bill took a few cautious steps closer to see that the make shift paper weight was a little square box, outlined with white velvet. Bill’s insatable curiousity took over him a she lifted the little box and opened it.
Bill gasped.
In the velvet box secured a simple white gold wedding band, incrusted with white and black diamonds. Bill felt his eyes widened and then fill with tears as he bit his lip in anguish.
Tom was going to purpose to Bill.
Bill sniffled and looked down at the papers that the box was holding down to see a little receipt, dated one week ago from today when Bill went out with Andreas. Bill held his face in his hand and tried to stop himself from letting out a sob, before he slipped the piece of jewelry on his finger, to find it was a perfect fit.
“Bill, what the hell are you doing here?”
Tom’s strong, yet completely shell-chocked voice broke out into the cold, damp air.
Bill jumped nearly a mile out of his skin and quickly hid the box behind his back.
“Oh, um…Tom, I just…and the knob came and I…I just…” Bill babbled nervously, filled with an ocean full of emotion. Tom, who’s face was emotionless nodded before he walked up to Bill but stopped a few feet away as if afraid of being striked.
“Um, have you decided where you’re going?” Tom asked quietly, not looking at Bill at all, but more of his recent captures and if they had completely dried by now. Bill shuddered and shook his head.
“No, I-I-I haven’t,” Bill stuttered before Tom reached in his back pocket and held out an envelope. Bill eyed it tentatively before he reached for it with the hand that wasn’t concealing the ring behind him.
“What is it?” Bill asked as he unsealed the envelope to see a plane ticket and the largest amount of money he’s ever held in his hand.
“It’s a ticket to Leizpig and some money so you can get a place. Many people want you to model for their wear, so you’re going to be okay. At least you can have your dream fulfilled from all this.”
Bill felt his body tremble and his body let out a wretched sob from his perfect lips as he covered his mouth with his left hand. The glint from the diamonds that shone brilliantly even in he dimness made Tom gasp.
“Why are you going through my things, Bill?!”
“WHY ARE YOU KICKING ME OUT?!” Bill shouted as he threw the money and plane ticket at Tom who stared at him, unscathed and indifferent. Bill couldn’t keep up the constant struggle of fighting his tears or to just let them flow. “Tom, you’re being unfair!”
“I’m being unfair?! Are you fucking serious?! I love you more than any-fucking-thing on this god damn earth and you won’t love me back because you found out I was your brother! You don’t want to hug me, you say you “can’t” kiss me now because it’s “wrong”! You even said that we were never together after all the bullshit we’ve put each other through! And what pisses me the fuck off is that after all that shit I still love you and I still want to marry you and this past week you didn’t even say two words to me! Now, THAT shit is unfair!”
“Why do want me to leave?”
“Why do you want to stay?” Tom pressed as he walked closer to Bill, who was walking backwards until his back hit the desk. Bill looked nervously to his left than right until Tom was only centimeters away from Bill. “Hmm, Bill? Why?”
“Be…because I know no one will ever love me,”
“That’s a lie. Who wouldn’t love you?”
“But they won’t love me like how you do. And damn it Tom, I don’t want no to love me any other way. It’s just…”
“Shut up, Bill. You talk so freaking much, but you don’t do anything.”
Bill let out a small wail before he closed the distance between them. Tom moaned satisfied into Bill’s hot mouth, as Bill’s hands ran themselves into the long length of the knotty yet silky, blond dreads before Tom began to chuckle softly, gripping Bill’s hands and extricating them from his hair. Bill looked up to Tom with his big, warm, chocolate eyes swimming in confusion.
“Not so fast. I want us to talk--,”
“Shut up, Kaulitz.”
Tom chuckled ecstatically as he pecked Bill on the nose. “What do you want, Bill? You already know what I want.”
“I want…geez, I don’t know.”
“You know what you want. Go on, just say it.”
“I…I want you.”
“No, you want us.”
Tom silenced Bill with a smoldering kiss that nearly made his current lover teeter over. Bill tried to steady himself but clutched desperatedly to Tom as their kiss deepened. Calloused fingers gripped Bill’s petite waist as twin lips tasted each other. Bill felt his body rattle with the excitement and cry out for the much needed attention he desired. And Tom was all too anxious to give Bill the much needed love he so often cried for. Tom sighed into Bill’s lips, contently seepinghis tongue deeper againsted Bill’s lush mouth, feeling himself melt pleasantly against Bill’s frame as his hands scaled up and down Bill’swaist and hips with a feverent passion, calming any nervousa that was coursing through his perfect frame. Bill shuddered pleasantly, his plump lips shaking with a hungry need that only Tom’s lips can sate. Tom smirked lightly at Bill’s sensitivity before he carried Bill bridal style. Bill gasped as he looked up from his thick eyelashes into Tom’s confidence, joyous face as he carried him out of the room, pass the closet and laid him softly on top of the bed. His callous hand cradled Bill’s cheeks, watching Bill stared with a fiery intensity that Tom returned passionately before he spoke
“I don’t want to do anything that you don’t want to do, Bill.” Tom whispered delicately in the air as his index finger traced light, random patterens onto his cheek. Bill smiled softly as he reached out to cup Tom’s cheek Tom rubbed against the petite hand, kissing his wrist fondly.
“You’re the big brother here, aren’t you?”
Tom snickered before he flicked Bill on the nose playfully causing Bill to giggle. Tom took that moment to dip down and kiss Bill breathlessly—twin pairs of velvet tongues sliding against one other in slow, contemporary dance as the warmth of their breath escaped as Tom began sucking on Bill’s swan like neck. Bill let out a soft breath of air as he gripped Tom by the back of his head knocking off his head and drawing him closer to Bill.
Tom’s lips grazed Bill’s neck up and down in a careful manner as Bill began to draw out long, satisfied moans. Bill writhed deliciously under Tom as one of his hands slipped up Bill’s shirt, caressing every inchof the hard muscles that were dressed in perfect, slik, taut skin. Tom pressed his frame against Bill’s lithe little body, trying to keep his little moans and shudder to himself as he felt Bill’s excitement rub against him. Bill pulled apart fromTom for a second only to tear his shirt off his chest before he reached out again, this time more confident and feverent. Tom snickered at Bill’s energy as the younger of the two crooned into Tom’s body which held him delicately. Bill felt himself being almost swallowed by Tom’s emotions and lovestruck touches. Soon Bill was soon completely naked under Tom’s still clothed frame even though the dark-haired man clutched and scratched feverishly at Tom’s over-sized wear in hopes of getting the wretched clothing off of Tom.
“No fair…take it off,” Bill begged as he pressed his naked, slightly sweatly body against Tom anxiously. Tom shook his head beforeBIll flipped Tom over with a sudden force. Bill sat on top of Tom’s stomach and flung his shirt over his head.
Tom’s mouth fell as he felt the precious air in his lungs become the hostages of the sight before him. Bill’s dreads were a curtain around his neck and shoulders as the specs of light peaking from the curtains highlighting the sweat-coated, naked skin as he straddled Tom’s waist. Tom tried to even out his breath as he watched the sight in front of him. Bill’s eyes darkened in an impatient show of lust and dominance over Tom. The latter bit his lip before he gripped Bill by the waist posseively before he sat up, with Bill sitting on his still jean-covered erection. Tom combed his fingers through Bill’s hair before used the other hand to rub Bill’s luscious curves.
“You’re so beautiful, Bill…so beautiful.”
Anytime before then, Bill would’ve blushed, but he was too aroused to think of anything besides Tom touching him.
“Fuck me,” Bill said shyly as his doe-like eyes fluttered closed as he kissed Tom softly on the lips. Tom smirked.
“Before I do any bodily damage…please, please let me take a picture of you.”
“Tom!”
“Please, just a few frames! No one will ever see them, I just have to incase this moment--,”
“A few frames? No…”
“Please, please.”
“Okay…just one,”
“Just one? I’m like a kid in a candy store and I can only have one piece of candy?”
“Just one,”
“Is there anyting, I mean anythingthat I can do to possibly change your mind?”
“No,”
“Are you sure?”
Tom chuckled as he eased Bill on his back with one hand and the other tugged off Tom’s heavy jeans and boxers. Bill’s breath hitched as he watched Tom throb from between his muscular thighs. Bill began to get a little nervous seeing Tom’s girth and length but it all melted away once Tom began to spread Bill’s long and sinewy legs. Tom’s fingers dancing lovingly at the crème-colored legs, his bright eyes meeting the luster shine within Bill’s almond eyes. Bill trembled under Tom’s lovingly glare before Tom licked the inside of his thigh, suckling against the perfect skin, goose bumps against his tongue as Bill’s back arched like the cresent moon in the darkening sky. Tom ran his hands over Bill’s thighs, scratching them lightly with his nails as his little shy pecks began to grow out into serious, ripening kisses as his tongue lashed out closer to this goal at the center point of Bill’s hips.
Bill let out string of mewls as he bit his knuckle, trying to silence all the wails that wrecked his throat. Bill was doing a successful job stop his moans and groans—well, that’s what he thought before Tom’s immaculate mouth found Bill’s length, and engulfed it whole.
Bill let out an almost painful cry as he felt Tom draw him into his mouth, proudly and confidently before he began sucking slowly. Bill let out a long hiss as he gripped Tom’s blonde dreads with one hand and gripped the sheets beneath him with the other. Bill felt Tom’s lip piercing slid from the base of his cock all the the to the top and back, in a teasingly slow motion—causing Bill let out sob-like whines as he thrust his hips up into Tom who hummed happily around Bill’s length.
“Oh mein Gott, Tomi. You’re so good, so good.” Bill stuttered from under his breath before Tom’s chestnut eyes met Bill’s brown ones. Tom smirked around Bill’s length before he slowly—excuritationgly slowly slipped Bill from his lips, still keeping contact with Bill, who tried not to break the eye contact, but couldn’t help the sensation to close his eyes and think of the clouds that were Tom’s lips.
“You have no idea how…how good you taste.” Tom whispered as he dipped under Bill’s cock and gave his sack a teasing lick. Bill felt his finely arched eyebrows shoot into his hairline and instinctively tried to close his legs, but Tom was two steps a head of him and already had his strong arms around Bill’s long legs. Bill cursed before he felt Tom continued his ministrations despite Bill wriggling and giggle.
“God, Billa.” Tom paused for a second, his hot breath tickling the delicate skin before he looked up at his blushing bride. Tom gave Bill a smirk, which Bill could deduce was a prelude to even more sexual torture. “I could,” Tom began as he suddenly forced Bill’s legs up in the air. “Just,” Tom whispered as he opened Bill’s legs wide giving him a gorgeous view. “Eat” Tom growled with an innate, animalistic fervor as he watched Bill’s puckering star with a rabid hunger. Bill felt his breath hitch…no…Tom wouldn’t…. “You up!,” Tom finished as he lowered himself down to Bill’s ass and gave Bill a sickening smile before he disappeared and Bill’s moan hit an octave higher and his eyes rolled to the back of his head.
Bill cried out into the evening as he writhed defiantly under Tom like a wounded kitten. Tom continued to lap at Bill, trying to get drunk off the flawless taste but couldn’t eat so much with his prey trying to break free.
“No, no, no…Tomi—please I can’t take it!” Bill pleaded as he tried to escape. Tom snorted.
“I don’t speak German, love.” Tom whispered in perfect English before Bill groaned before slickly wringing himself from Tom.
Bill broke out in a fit of giggles as he jumped from the bed and sprinted on the other side of the bed, trying not to get caught by his older brother.
Tom gave Bill a look of playful seriousness. “And so it begins,” Tom began in a mock wild-life documentary commentator. Bill giggled cutely as he tried to fake Tom left and right as Tom began is little commentator duties.
“The German Tomas-ist-hardus is now trying to capture and eat the very wild and untamed Wilhelm-shall-be-bangus.”
Bill couldn’t help but laugh, and whilst he chuckling, Tom took that time to scale over the bed. Bill shrieked and ran right into a corner. Bill turned to Tom to see him no longer as the commentator, but as the predator itself. Tom’s eyes darkened, his face becoming one of a dead-serious predator, fed up with the chase, but willing to play with it’s prey before consuming it whole.
When Tom reached Bill in the corner, he could see Bill’s trembling just from his gaze, his body was still so hard and muscles extremely taut as he and Bill met nose to nose. Tom gritted his teeth slightly as their hard-on’s touched one other.
“Turn around,” Tom demanded and Bill tried to steady his breath. Bill’s eyes lowered slightly down Tom’s perfect chest, glistening in a thin sheet of sweat atop of tanned skin nervously before Tom gripped him by the hips and turned him over. Bill blushed as he felt Tom’s raging hard-on press up on the slit of his cheeks, his pre-come lathering up the sensitive spot. Bill whimpered softly as he felt Tom’s chest hug is back lovingly, one of his hands brushing Bill’s checkerboard dreads away from his neck, Tom’s delicate kisses replacing them.
“God, I love you so much Billa. So, so much.” Tom confessed before he kissed down the back of Bill’s neck and down between his shoulder blades.
“I love you too, Tom. I don’t want to be with anyone else…” Bill responded before he pressed his forehead against the wall as Tom continued to kiss down his spine. His lips were jealous as the lavish kisses each of his vertebrae was receiving as Tom made his way down to Bill’s curves and Tom didn’t stop.
And in all honestly, Bill never wanted him to stop.
Bill’s back arched as Tom spread his cheeks and continued to lick Bill slowly as his hands kneaded Bill’s plump, perky swells. Bill’s eyes rolled to the back of his head as he tip-toed, giving Tom better access to him. Bill felt almost dizzy at how good it felt. His nails were clawing at the wall, chipping the paint off as he chew his lip and even that couldn’t stop his whines and moans as Tom’s tongue flickered like a motor at his puckering hole. Bill twisted his waist some and looked back at Tom to his eyes closed in content. Bill’s breath hitched Tom’s eyes opened and caught Bill’s. Tom slowed down to a stop stood up once more, his hands dragging themselves slowly up Bill’s sides until they reached Bill’s shoulders, giving him a gentle massage. Bill cooed delightlfully at the touches before Tom slipped one hand back down to Bill’s ass. Bill leaned his head back against Tom’s shoulder, calling out his name before Tom used his free hand to rub Bill’s tan nipple. Bill let out a relieved sighed at the sensation before Tom index finger ran wet circles around his entrance. Tom toyed with his lip ringring before he sucked deftly on Bill’s earlobe, one of Bill’s most sensitive spots. Bill let out an estatic moan as his fingernail scrapped at the painted wall before him. Tom took this perfect moment to slip his finger into Bill’s tight star.
Bill let out a gasp as he felt Tom’s finger enter him. Bill couldn’t help but feel discomfort, but Tom touching his hot spots simultaneously made him leave everything in abandon. Tom pressed into Bill’s searing hotness trying not to be too eager. But come on, who wouldn’t be excited about smashing into a white hot, tight, silken tunnel into heaven. Tom slipped his hand from Bill’s nubs down his taut abs as he slipped in a second finger, this time meeting much more resistances as Bill gasped and began to clamp up.
Tom shushed Bill gently as he whispered into his ear caringly. “Relax, love. I promise I won’t hurt you.”
“But…but it hurts, Tomi.” Bill shuddered back and Tom kissed Bill’s cheeks.
“I promise you it’ll feel great in a little while, I promise.” Tom announced gently in his ear before he rubbed Bill’s stomach lovingly, trying to ease his discomfort.
Suddenly Bill gave a little moan, a heavenly moan before the younger of the two winded his wist against the fingers. Tom bit his lip at the simply sensation of Bill moving his hips towards his fingers. At this point, Tom’s cock was begging to skewer Bill clean in half. Bill cried out as he felt Tom slowly finger fuck him with, with every single moment that pasted, an itch, a dangerous itch in Bill began to build and build up so much spead and heat it threathened to tear Bill from the inside out.
“More, Tomi please,” Bill pleaded before Tom slowed down to insert a third finger into his baby brother. Tom’s cock, which was growing, madder an if possible harder with every second. If dicks had minds of their own Tom’s length would be so fucking jealous of his fingers as he stood upright, flush against Bill’s cheeks and impatient.
Tom pulled his fingers slowly out of Bill’s ass, instantly missing the heat and tightness that hugged his digits. Bill whimpered devasted that the feeling was over.
Well, not for long.
Bill was spun around to meet the arouse-strickened glare of Tom upon him. Bill let out a ragged breath as Tom held Bill close to him, rocking their hardness agains tone other.
“Ready for the real thing?” Tom asked and Bill looked down briefly to Tom’s and then bit his lip. See, Tom was about the width of three fingers, but the length and girth made Bill pale some.
“Um...no?” Bill tried and Tom rolled his eyes and led him to the bed. Tom held Bill by the hips as they laid down, having the thinner man on top, straddling him as Tom sat himself up.
“I think it’s better if you’re on top for your first time, so you can control how fast or slow you want it, Billa.” Tom explained as he reached under the pillow and fetched out a little containder of beeswax. Bill raised an eyebrow.
“Please don’t tell me that’s our lube.” Bill said deadpan and Tom pulled him closer to him and smirked.
“It’s all natural and smells like honey, just like you.” Tom teased and Bill rolled his eyes before he watched Tom leave his playfulness and squeezed Bill’s hip reassuringly.
“Are you sure you want to do this? You know, I can wait.”
Lie. Big MF-ing lie.
But Bill didn’t need to know that.
“I’m sure, and I’m ready.” Bill said more confidently than he actually felt. Bill was so nervous, so very nervous…
He watched Tom reach the few inches away to his pants which still were on the bed and fished out a condom. Bill gasped and touched his arm.
“No…I mean, I don’t want to use one of those.” Bill began and Tom sat up so he could see Bill eye to eye. Bill was serious.
“But Bill…baby, I don’t want to hurt you.” Tom spoke softly, as he caressed Bill’s cheek. “I mean, I’m clean—but that’s beside the point.”
“But, I want to feel you. I have to feel you. I need to feel you.” Bill pleaded as he leaned forward and kissed Tom—but not any kiss, a slow, tantalizing kiss that had Tom’s head spinning. Bill sighed into the kiss as he broke the lip-lock and stared deeply into Tom’s passion-filled eyes as he eased Tom on his back. Bill dipped his finger into the beeswax and coated the sweet swelling wax unto Tom’s length, stroking it slowly and with purpose. Tom let out a satisfied moan and reached out for Bill’s thighs, giving them a gentle rub as Tom felt his line of breathing scattered. Bill lifted his narrow hips up some and hovered it directly over Tom’s impressive length. Tom held Bill at the waist to steady him some before Bill eased himself down on Tom’s manhood. The two siblings hissed at the point of penetration—but for two very different reasons. Bill hissed painfully as Tom’s tip began to stretch his virgin body, causing a tearing sensation. Tom hissed feeling the searing hot feeling of having something so taut, so hot so velvety ontop of him. Tom had to stop himself from thrusting upwards and Bill had to stop himself from bailing out.
“It’s okay, baby. I’ll help you. Just go down nice and slow.” Tom said as he rubbed up and down Bill’s side, trying to comfort his lover. Bill trembled slightly, but decided to trust Tom and proceeded to eased himself down and Tom slowly motioned upward into Bill.
The sight was delicious to Tom. To be able to watch either his cock disappear to the beautiful tightness that is Bill or watch his gorgeously grotesque facial expression was almost too much for Tom and he was afraid it’ll be over before they even had time to start. But luckily, Bill finally had Tom sheathed. Bill felt the pain and he thought it almost unbearable he was uncomfortable at best was feeling a little panicky.
But once he was that look of pure extasy on Tom’s face—his eyes fluttered close, his strong jaw hung open as he let out a soft, content sigh shortly after toying with his lip stud as his hands caressed Bill’s hips and ass lovingly, waiting for whatever Bill was prepared to do. Bill soon felt the pain melt away and the surge of pleasure reach him Bill closed his eyes and moaned before he wound his hips slowly, feeling Tom throb excitedly in him.
“F-F-Fuck,” Tom stuttered helplessly as he gripped Bill’s hips tighter, motioning him on his length. Bill swung his dreads back and began to bounce at first slowly up and down on top of Tom who was trying his hardest not to flip Bill over and fuck him midway through the mattress.
“Ah…oh ooh, Tomi.” Bill moaned out as he continued to ride Tom steadily. Bill watched Tom’s facial beautiful expression—if Bill didn’t know any better he would’ve thought Tom was dying at the almost pained looks that crossed Tom’s face.
“B-B-B-Billaaaaa….” Tom cried out, in a voice that clearly Bill had never heard before—it was soft and sweet and was actually desperate. “Faster, babe. Please,” Tom begged as he opened his eyes, swimming in lust as his hands moved from hips and dead on to Bill’s ass. Bill obeyed Tom’s wishes and began riding Tom faster and harder. Tom arched his back and let out a groan before he began squeezing Bill’s ass and thrusting upwards to meet his thrusts midway.
Bill began to let out a string of curses as Tom became dangerously close to scratching that itch inside of Bill. Every deep thrust, Tom would brush up against something inside of Bill that felt so disgusting good and Bill couldn’t stand going only at one speed.
Tom seemed to have read his mind and sat up so his back was being supported by the headboard and Bill’s sitting upon his thighs. They were still coneected and now Bill was just trying to ride Tom completely off their original ‘slow and steady’ course.
“Fuck, you feel so good in me, Tomi!” Bill growled as he clawed Tom’s back and dreads like a creature of the night. Tom smiled ecchily and gave Bill a sharp spank, causing the Bill to yelp out in pleasure.
“And you feel like fucking heaven!” Tom cried out with a sly grin before Bill giggled and pulled Tom into a chaste kiss.
Which contrasted deeply to the fact they were fucking like tomorrow didn’t exist.
But the kiss was strong, strong enough for them to slow down their lustful tryst and bring back to what it was--love.
Tom wrapped one his arms around Bill’s waist and turned them over so Bill was on the bottom, Tom on top and serenading him with a heartfelt kiss that had to be the best either of them ever experienced. It wasn’t a kiss, it was more like a commitment—like their own vows that will never fall on ears, because no one needed to hear it. It had to be felt, and no one could feel it but them. They continued to make love, slow and sweet as Bill twisted his fingers around Tom’s silken dreads as Tom whispered sweet everythings into his ear. Nothing was sweet nothing to Tom, everything he said had to mean everything, especially if it was for Bill.
Tom was apologizing to Bill for everything—for treating him how he did, hurting him how he did, being as stupid as he was and that he rather kill himself than ever thinking of hurting Bill ever again.
“Please forgive me, Billa.” Tom outright begged, kissing Bill neck forgivingly. Bill wrapped his legs around Tom’s waist, pulling his lover even deeper into him.
“I already have, Tomi.” Bill moaned as he began to feel his itch grow heavier and the pit of fire in his stomach rumble. Tom let out a soft gasp, as he felt his abs tighten at he felt his toes curl and tears sting his eyes. Bill felt he and Tom’s breath become swallow and irractic as they began to speed up their pace some.
“Tom, I-I-I-I think I’m g-g-g-g-gonna….” Bill stammered feeling the pleasant stinging under his navel and Tom buried his face into Bill’s slender neck, taking in the sweet smell.
“I know….I-I-I can feel it….I can feel you….” Tom moaned in a high whine as he felt his manhood fall victim to Bill’s synching, scorching, silk-lined tunnel. Bill’s moans became louder and more apparent with every thrust Tom administered. Bill’s nails becoming makeshift claws as she gripped his back to try and quell the feeling that made him think he was going to be engulfed in a sea of embers.
“Oh, Tomi, Tomi, Tomi!!!!” Bill cried out as he froze in mid-thurst and came messily between the both of them. Tom couldn’t hold out any more and emptied himself into Bill with long, deep, drawn out strokes whilst he sucked heartily on Bill’s blanch skin. Bill felt his body’s tremors slow down to a stop as his breath began to normalize. He petted Tom’s messy coif and Tom giggled some before he looked up to Bill.
His dreads were all over his face, yet his honey brown eyes shone through brilliantly. He smiled confidently and proudly before Bill brushed the dreads out of his face. Tom giggled at the flush, and worn-out look on Bill’s façade and he couldn’t help but kiss Bill once more before he pulled out of snuggly, soft and tightness of Bill and rolled over to the side. Bill reached out for Tom who instantly scooped him up in his arms and petted his black and white dreads.
“That was incredible, amazing.” Tom whispered against Bill’s forehead and Bill yawned.
“Unbelievable, perfect, awesome.” Bill countered and Tom just plastered a stupid grin on his face.
“It was grosses kino.”
“Wha the fuck does a big cinema has to do with us?”
“Nevermind, love.” Tom chuckled before Bill flicked Tom on the nose. A glitter of shinines caught his attention and he gripped Bill’s wrist and eyed his finger.
“I see you’re wearing the ring.”
“Oh, yeah…let me take it off.” Bill began before he regretfully took the ring off and passed over to Tom who looked indifferent. Tom inspected it for a fraction of a second before he got up and signaled for Bill to the same, which he did with a little bit of pain and resistance.
Bill felt a little awkward having to give the ring back, and even more awkward standing in front of Tom right after giving it back in the nude. Tom, however didn’t look like he had any emotion on his face before he gave his legs a little stretch before he got on one knee. Bill’s eyes turned into saucers.
“NO MOTHERFUCKING WAY!” Bill half-screamed and half-laughed as he nervously flailed his wrist, excited. Tom chuckled at Bill’s blatant childishness and Tom felt like he was falling in love with Bill again.
“Bill, I’m serious.” Tom began with a wide smile. “Ever since I first saw you, I just thought I found the best bride ever.”
“And then you felt my dick,” Bill smirked and Tom rolled his eyes.
“I’m trying to be romantic, Bill. Don’t rain on my little parade.” Tom pointed non-threatheningly before he cleared his throat. “Look, I’m not perfect. I wish I was so we could be equal…but I’m not. And I don’t deserve you and if you were to think of me as the scum of the earth, you can….but I love you so much, Bill. I want to be with you forever and a day.”
“Tom,” Bill began with tears of joy swimming in his eyes.
“Bill—Wilhelm, will you marry me?”
“But Tom—we’re brothers and men…how could we—?”
“That’s not what I’m asking you.” Tom stated simply massgaging the knuckle of Bill’s ring finger fondly. Bill smiled through his tears and nodded.
“Yes, Tomas. Of course I will.” Bill said softly before Tom grinned and slipped the ring on Bill’s finger and he stood up and gave Bill huge bear hug, causing them both to fall on the bed.

CONGRATZ ON GRADUATING HUSBIEEE!!!

now, into business... WO! now tom got some pants to kick out bill!
...weeell sorry i just hate how bill's acting right now hurting tomi that way... anyway hope u can write another chappie soon

...btw, u got ideas for next chappie in SW?? i can send u later the small thingy i wrote.

AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!! Tomi finally got his head out of his ass... lol

You probably won't get featured. And I don't mean that in a mean way, personally I think this story is great. But... #1 it's actually easier for a lesser-known story to get featured than a popular one, and #2 the more you ask, the less likely it is to happen. The admins are watching, and they know who's asking for feature requests. And those stories generally don't get picked.

I feel your frustration, though, I know exactly where you're coming from. I went through the same thing with SMRM, before I finally gave up and decided I didn't even care about being featured. Screw it. I'm not going to let the staff of a fanfiction website determine my self-worth.

Still, good luck, and I hope it happens for you.

Awww. Nook. Who gives a shit if you're twins. You were lovers before you knew you were brothers. 'Course it's normal to be a little weirded out a first, but - you CAN'T change who you love.

Author's Response: I wish you scream that into Bill's head, because I try and the bastards just not budging! But he will, trust me :evil laugh:

OMG!!! Bill is so mean to Tom... they should be together... NO!!! I don't want Bill to leave TOM!!!! NO!!!! Good chapi... I loved it as usual

Author's Response: Well,someone has to give Yuri! :} lol thanks!

Just so you know, usually the stories that get featured are ones that are really good but don't get the attention they deserve. Your story gets lots of attention, and while it's a great story, I quite enjoy it, the admin would probably pass it over for another story that isn't getting as many reviews or reads unless you can get all your readers to write in for you so they can see a lot of people want this to be featured. Getting featured has nothing to do with the popularity of the story, as in how many reviews/reads a story has.

Author's Response: You're right, sorta. Since you and I are not admins and don't really now, I think they do go for both pop and unpopular stories, because I know they have had stories that have 700+ reviews as featured stories and some with like 20 reviews and 56 chaps featured also. I'm well aware that getting features probably has to do with popularity, and you know I think that MOB is pretty known and I put a lot into my fic and just want a little spotlight in a community of love so much. Coupled with the fact many people say I should be featured.

Awws, damn dramatic and sad ;__; *sniffle* Oh they have to make this work, neh? I can't take a miserable ending...

Ps. Shouldn't this chappie be named E, instead of B? Since now it says Male Order B- I mean, if your intention was to make it Male Ordered Bride? Dunno, had to ask xD It can be Male Order Bride, too ^^

Author's Response: THANK YOU!!! I knew something was off!!! I fixed it, thank you hon!::muah::