"I am thine to command" {Prince of Tennis fiction}

Chapter 1 [Twisted Love]

The morning ray of light shone through the white veil of curtain, illuminating the 2 figures on the Super King size bed, their limbs entwined and a peaceful expression as they were immersed in a deep sleep.

The servants of the castle entered the private chamber with soft footsteps as they laid fresh, crisp uniform at the couch before lightly shaking the figures on the bed.

"I'm awake..." The girl mumbled as she rubbed her bleary eyes.

The golden blonde tresses cascading down her back and her fringe was framing her heart-shaped face as she sat up on the bed.

"Keigo, it's time to wake up." The girl whispered as she brushed her lips across Keigo's forehead.

Keigo's scrunched his eyebrows as he recognized the gentle and quiet voice of his little sister. With a tug, he pulled her down to claim her lips, their lips locked for a full one-minute.

"Morning, Kirarin." He smiled as he licked his lips before sitting up on the bed, revealing his lean torso.

"Good Morning, Milord, Milady. The breakfasts have been served." The servants bowed as they dressed the siblings in their respective uniforms.

The royal servants were used to Lord Keigo and Lady Kirarin's open display of intimacy since the incident that happened 7 years ago. The fateful incident was still fresh in their mind, the bloodcurdling screams in the castle, the bloody mess, and the psychological distress of Marquess Ichirou and Marchioness Chika that lasted for years, even till now.

*Time skip- after breakfast*

"Kirarin, you forgot your spectacle." Keigo helped her put on a pair of spectacle with black rectangular frame.

"But I don't need it." Kirarin mumbled.

"You must wear it at all times." Keigo commanded.

"Fine." Kirarin relented.

"You know I hate it when others look at you, especially guys." Keigo gently cupped her face. "Sometimes I have the strong urge to scar your face so others won't be mesmerized by your fair complexion. It's too bad that the ugly spectacle can only do so much to mar your face."

"Well, can't help it. I am born this way, especially with English noble blood running through my veins. Isn't it the same with you? You know I hate it when other girls make romantic advances to you too." Kirarin expressed her dissent.

"Are you purposely trying to provoke me? You know what I will do to you." Keigo gazed intently into her heterogeneous eyes, which were meeting his gaze challengingly, with a glint of defiance in those blue and indigo orbs.

"Fine, I'll do as you say." Kirarin pouted.

"Are you jealous that I'm with the girls?" Keigo smirked with a raised eyebrow.

Kirarin just looked away from him while biting her bottom lip.

"Don't be jealous, the girls are just interesting to play with. You know my heart belongs to you, only you." Keigo hugged her tightly and gave her a chaste kiss on her forehead before releasing her.

Kirarin felt her heart fluttered. "I'm yours too, Keigo."

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A/N: I've got a sudden spark of inspiration so I'm going to work on this story for the time being.

There is a backstory to explain the accident, and it is connected to why Kirarin has heterogeneous eyes, and why their r/s is so damn screwed in a way. (dark & possessive) I'm going to describe the backstory in detail, in a flashback sequence, but not now. I'll deem when's the right time to include it.

The master & slave r/s won't be included for now. They don't have that r/s yet. But there's definitely incest, if you haven't sensed it.

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