Royal Flush (Billy Hargrove X Brittana Hargrove) Part 3

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BILLYS POV:

The first time we ever kissed was when I came back from military school.

It just sort of happened. It felt weird at first but within seconds that thought left my mind as we molded into each other.

As I followed Brittana up to her room quarters, I couldn't stop thinking about that time. What reminded me of it was, seeing her in the grand library just now. That's where it all took place, this little game we play between us.

I followed behind Brittana closely inside her room and turned around to the feeling of her arms around torso.
Hugging me in an embrace.

"One day maybe I will leave the Palace with you but now I can't"

I grabbed her arms breaking her embrace from around me and crowded her. My eyes roamed admiring her feminine facial features that mirrored my masculine ones and her blonde hair that was so long it had to be braided with tiny hairs stuck out of her braid, falling into her face framing her nicely.

"Come here" I motioned, and Brittana hesitated before walking towards me slowly. Without skipping a beat, I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her in my body closing the gap between us.

It always felt weird the first couple seconds every time we kissed because she was my identical twin therefore, it was like I was kissing myself. Suddenly, I felt hands on my chest pushing me away with a gasp.

"Is that a hickey?" Brittana asked, reached a hand out to wipe against my neck where the hickey was.

I swallowed, looking down at my feet. While at the concert, I had met someone and let them buy me a drink.

"Yeah" Panic started to rise as I saw her pinch the bridge of her nose.

"William" Brittana seethed, pacing away towards her bed. I followed after her, managing to grab her wrist and yank her into me.

"It's going to be-"
I was cut off by her hand covering my mouth.

"If someone caught you or even recognized you .. do you realize how bad that is? What if it was some random person?"

I breathed out, having no words to give her and she sighed dramatically.

I can't keep covering for you

"Let me make it up to you" I whispered, reaching my hand out to stroke her cheek. To my surprise she didn't flinch away but all I could notice was her staring at my neck in disgust.

Lay in bed

I looked at Brittana watching as her facial expression was unreadable at first, she stared at me coldly before letting up a bit and walking over to her bed.

What are you doing?

Just lay down and you'll see

I walked around to the other side of her bed and got half undressed leaving just my pants on and laid on top of her comforter. I waited, watching her intently as she hesitantly crawled onto the bed setting onto her back against her pillow.

I wish we could do more Brittana

What do you mean?

I looked over at Brittana to find her glaring at me with a dumbfounded expression across her face.

Does kissing me making you feel good? Every time I kiss you I think about other things

Billy what are you saying

I smirked, looking over to see Brittana glaring at me with a raised eyebrow.

If I was your boyfriend, you want to know what I'd do to you? You have the prettiest mouth

I let a moan escape my lips and I threw my head back against the pillow, all of this felt too real and her warmth next to me was too much.

I'd put those pretty lips to use you would like that wouldn't you?

I'm an adult and I haven't done anything like that

I heard a whimper from beside me and I turned to see Brittana with her hand down the front of her shorts, making circular motions.

What are you thinking about?

I am thinking about giving a blow job

Yeah? Do you think you would be good at that? I could teach you?

Billy

I reached over and brushed my fingers across her arm, feather like.

When we kiss there's time I just want to shove you on your knees and have you take it. Do you want that?
Imagine in the Palace? Where anyone could catch us?

I turned on my side and by the time I was fully on the side Brittana lunged herself at me, caressing my face and kissing at my jaw.

"Please" she whispered against my skin, taking her hand along my back.

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