Fight Code

FC 16

“You’ll do as your told, or your brother will get all the time he desires with me. I will make myself completely available….to only him.” His eyes widen, before returning to the dark atmosphere.
    “He wont do that…we share everything” Grinned his teeth, while trying to smirk at me. I had an answer for that, and even thought he’d say something along those lines.

    “Really? Are you willing to bet against that? Cause I’m will to bet, if I offered him alone time…he’d take it. I’d let him kiss me when he pleases, touch me when he wanted to….and I swear to god, if you push me anymore, I will let him do as he pleases in my bed”  Jabbing harder at the end. Watching as he gulped, before grabbing my finger.
    “NO” Shaking his head, turning me around caging me in the corner.
    “Do as I say Owen, and you be pleased when your winning ever match. I’m a good trainer, I can get you to the top. Trust me.” Grabbing his face in my hands.

    “Owen you need to trust me”  Still mad, a little of it dissipated before he pulled away leaving my house and me. Sighing as I heard the door open and close with a bang. Letting my head his the wall, I laughed more in annoyance then to feel pleasure. He was so stubborn, at least Van had the common sense to at least hear me out and maybe try it. But Owen was like a 5 year old who refused to listen, must less do anything he thought was pointless. Taking a longer shower, I crawled into my bed. They invaded my dreams, taking my breath away. Everything from watching them fight, to the way they looked at me.

    Cunnings were just that, cunning, skilled in the art of woman and so much more. Feeling the need to be loved, and held was growing stronger. It left me angry and sexually frustrated, they were so close yet I knew it was like eve and the snake. Tasting the lush fruit would be very blissful, but would happen once I took a bite out it. Would I be cursed for doing such a thing, would people see me differently. Knowing all to well that twins were indeed very good with the opposite sex. Clinging to the crisp sheets, I tossed and turned. Watching more then the tight feeling deep down, the place that needed a fill. Longing for something stronger, a stifled moan as my body arched for their touch.

    Heated with sweat my body rocked the bed, with no release in sight. Turning my face meeting a cool spot on the pillow, as I opened my eyes. Biting my lip, thinking of them, their hands, lips, eyes, everything at my calling. It was erotic thinking I could have just one, but two would prove to kill me softly. Yearning for such a death seemed to gothic, yet so perfect. Rubbing my face taking a look at the time, I had an hour before I would need to be at the gym. Cringing at the thoughts of seeing them in nothing, but work out shorts I pushed my body up and out of bed.

    Tossing my hair into a bun, grabbing a pair of matching black shorts and tank. The black sneakers I had were last, before I grabbed my keys, wallet and cell. Stuffing everything into my bra, before pushing ear buds in. Locking up I clicked on my I pod, before jogging to the gym. Fueled with the desire to knock some sense into them, I was still pinning over if he’d even show up. The mist of rain started, quickly making my body slick with a cool feeling. It was a welcome as I passed the coffee shop, skipping on my normal stop.
    Not today….I thought along with her.

Coming to an abrupt stop, seeing Van waiting outside the gym. His jacket hood pulled over his face, before his eyes looked to me. Smiling he seemed pleased to see me, but my mood fell short. Owen had chose not to come, he didn’t trust me like I thought he should. Unlocking the doors, flicking the lights on. No words as we walked upstairs, to say my feels weren’t hurt would have been a lie. Thinking I had proven I could at least, so them other ways of working out. Pushing my door open, Van sat in his normal seat. Which was tucked in the far back.
    I was going to tell him other wise, but I decided other wise. Tossing my cell, wallet and keys onto my desk I looked to him.