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Nobori's throat rumbled with dissatisfaction as he wriggled into the haphazard, thrown-together nest on Kudari's bed, trying to make himself comfortable among the bundles of clothing and sheets. He'd already pulled out pens and small figures that had rudely prodded him in the side, carefully setting them on the nightstand so his brother's nest wouldn't be missing anything when he returned. Nobori was about as comfortable as he'd be able to get, nestled in between two of his coats and Kudari's own white coat. He grabbed the white garment and bundled it up against his chest where he buried his face in it and took a deep breath. It smelled of Kudari. Not just his surface level scent, but months of Kudari clung to the heavy fabric despite multiple washes between its craft and now. Hell, if there was even the faintest scent of his brother on something, Nobori was sure he'd be able to pick it up. This was his winter coat, the thicker fabric absorbing more of its wearer's musk, even more so the last couple of days.

Nobori hadn't missed the change in scent. He never missed Kudari's heats. And he never would, not as long as he had something to say about it. The scent of an omega clung heavy to the coat with one simple, clear message: breed me! 

And yet every time he tried, Kudari had rebuffed his attempts at courtship. Turned him down despite his best efforts. He couldn't understand why; Kudari was well capable of taking care of himself and effortlessly turned down attempts on him, claiming he had a partner already. Nobori was his partner, but the words seemed to ring hollow when it came to their hormone fuelled frenzies. Outside their respective heats and ruts, Nobori couldn't have cared less about their relatively non-existent sex lives. That wasn't the focus of their relationship, their bond going beyond simple brothers. He held a deep respect for Kudari, but his understanding went out the window when it came to certain times. Why didn't his mate want sex when it was supposed to be what his instincts were craving?

The beginnings of Kudari's heat scent were overpowering. Nobori could resist it. He usually did. If he didn't, then Kudari would discipline him and reassert his ridiculous boundary on the matter. 

Kudari's heat scent was intoxicating, Nobori pressing the coat firmly to his face and inhaling deep breaths as if he could suck his brother out. Oh. His mind was already going foggy, ahead of schedule. Maybe that had something to do with his irresistible desire to bathe in his brother's scent. It had to be the reason his hand was slipping below his belt, sliding between boxers and skin to grasp his almost painfully hard erection. He'd been so blissfully unaware until now, too caught up in the scent of his brother. Nobori breathed shallowlt as he lightly stroked himself, other hand smothering his face, his senses, with Kudari's coat.

His own coats in the nest mixed his scent with Kudari's, only serving to push him deeper into his haze. This was how they should be; together. He could even pick out his own sharp scent, threatening to overpower Kudari's yet mingling peacefully. His own heady scent complemented Kudari's.

Ah, it was that time already. No wonder. Nobori's rut had crept up on him, far too absorbed in preparing for his brother's heat that he hadn't considered himself. He'd manage. He always managed. They kept each other in check.

But he could allow himself this one little thing; a treat to tide him over until it passed. Or to give you a taste of what you're missing out on. Nobori tickled at the underside of his shaft. He wasn't as good as it as Kudari was; his dear mate seemed to know spots on his body even Nobori wasn't aware of. With his own hormones starting to flare up, his clumsy touch was enough. He was shortly panting, hand closed into a fist and rapidly sliding up and down his cock. He was good enough, fingers forced open as his knot swelled, his release thoroughly covering the inside of his boxers and his hand. His excitement hung heavy in the air, no doubt giving a clear idea of what had happened to anyone unfortunate enough to walk in. Guilt simmered in the back of his mind but was quickly subdued. Kudari would understand. And if this meant he could leave his brother alone, at least for a little bit, then it would be fine. If he could keep himself under control he might even be able to convince Kudari to stroke him off next time, to at least share some part of their desire.

Nobori reluctantly removed himself from Kudari's bed, giving the nest a forlorn look before forcing himself out of the sweet smelling room. He had his own issues to take care of. Starting with a shower now that he could no longer the water running.

No matter how much he squirmed or thrashed about, Kudari just could not get comfortable. Even completely naked he radiated an uncomfortable heat. Nobori must have come into the room while he was scrubbing as much of his scent away as possible; his scent dominated the room even after a heavy dose of air freshener, seeming to stick to absolutely everything. Despite his brother's addition, it was almost like something was missing. Oh, he knew exactly what it was; who it was. But that wouldn't be happening, no matter how badly Kudari wanted to drown out his own scent with Nobori's. No. Nope. Nopenopenope! He sat up, letting out a dramatic huff, and pulled both of Nobori's coats up over his shoulders. It was almost like a warm embrace. Almost.

He could relieve the energy that coursed through his veins if he just called out, just called for Nobori.

No sound came out of his mouth when his body tried.

Kudari slumped back down, rolling onto his side, then his belly, both of Nobori's coats bundled beneath him. He gave his hips an experimental rock, grinding against the cuff of one of the sleeves. It sent a delightful thrill through him and he went for another, holding the cuff still this time. It was more focused, the thin metal surprisingly cold against his burning groin. Should have remembered to buy toys he scolded himself, settling into a soft rhythm grinding against Nobori's coat. Surely he'd remember for next time.

Nobori's coat wasn't enough, the thrill quickly loosing novelty until Kudari was left back at square one. He pointedly rolled onto his side. There was nothing that could satisfy him enough, so perhaps it was best to try and get some sleep for now, while he was still in the early stages of his heat. Come tomorrow he would be too restless, too much energy to get much rest.

He burrowed into his nest, draping one of his brother's coats over himself like a blanket and drawing his knees up so he was covered. It was still hot, but his mind was out slightly at ease by his partner's scent and possessions around him.

Kudari grumbled, waving a hand to shoo whatever was poking him away. It worked momentarily, but was back at his side after a few seconds. He grunted, louder, but determinedly kept his eyes shut, not wanting to properly wake up while sleep still weighed him down.

"Mmmfff…go'waaah" Kudari slurred, lifting his head slightly when his bed creaked. 

"Shhhh….go back to sleep, Kudari. I just came to check on you because you were talking in your sleep." Nobori's voice was fuzzy, the hand on his shoulder feeling like fire and ice at the same time. Ah, Nobori was so caring. The thought filled Kudari with warmth and he relaxed, letting Nobori's hand guide him back down. The elder twin said something else, but Kudari didn't catch it before he had drifted off again.

Nobori was almost surprised Kudari couldn't hear his heart trying to break out of his chest, the damn thing certainly trying its best. He watched, affectionate, as Kudari nuzzled into his hand. He's so cute. And he's mine. Nobori let out a soft, rumbling purr; a sound just for his beloved mate. He brushed his thumb over Kudari's cheekbone, leaning down to press a tender kiss to the tip of his nose. Maybe Kudari sensed the presence of his mate, as his scent seemed to drift more freely around Nobori, filling his nose and mouth with a soft call. A call for him. 

That was what he'd come into Kudari's room for. He was yearning for his partner, even still as he nuzzled into Kudari's neck, fingers gently working the scent glands at the back to encourage him. I need you! Kudari seemed to say with the tilt of his head, exposing his throat to Nobori and letting out a soft, patchy hum in his sleep. Nobori shivered, the gentle croon urging him on. Gentle, ever so gentle, he peeled back the dark coat covering his twin. What would usually be pale skin was flushed with shades of pink, glistening in dim light with a thin layer of sweat. Oh, Kudari…you're hurting… It couldn't be pleasant, going through heat untended to. Not if they were anything like Nobori's ruts.

Nobori ran his fingers over Kudari's waist, the omega shivering involuntarily but otherwise not stirring. A powerful wave of arousal overcame Nobori, crashing into him like a certain excited Archeops at dinner time. His fingers travelled lower, following the outline of Kudari's hip, in to his abdomen. Down further…Kudari shifted, conveniently twisting onto his back to unwittingly display himself. Nobori sucked in a sharp breath, forcing himself to savour the sight of Kudari's exposed form. All of it.

Kudari whimpered softly when Nobori rested a hand on his chest, straining to move slowly so as not to wake him. A quiet groan fell from Kudari as Nobori brushed his thumb over one of his nipples. Do you dream of me? Nobori's frown softened, even turning to the faintest of smiles. I dream of you. Kudari couldn't hear him; couldn't hear his vile inner monologue.

I want to breed you. Fuck a baby into you, in here… Nobori spread his hand out over Kudari's belly, rubbing light circles. I want you in my lap. On my knot. I bet you'd feel so good around me, refusing to let you up. Nobori brought his hand back down, tracing back and forth over the crease of Kudari's hip. Just a taste. A little bit. You won't even notice it. Nobori shuddered, fingers walking their way down between Kudari's open, inviting thighs. It was as if his brother knew what Nobori had in mind, was encouraging him.

You're so… Nobori twisted his wrist, cupping Kudari's groin. He slid his fingers back, curling them inwards and hitting his mark. So ready. It's so wet and…and sticky. Nobori withdrew his hand, a thick string of slick linking them for a few seconds before breaking. He replaced his hand on Kudari's crotch, awkwardly positioned so he could use two fingers to spread apart swollen, sticky folds. The scent that wreathed its way around Nobori crushed any last shreds of self control he might have had.

Oh, Kudari…I've been waiting for you so long. Nobori dug his fingers deeper, intent on getting as comprehensive a first time as he could. Kudari was so soft inside, and warm. Hot, even. Nobori wriggled his fingers further, knuckles pressed against Kudari's entrance. He let out a muted grumble at the stop, not particularly wanting to push it too far. Instead, he dragged his fingers down Kudari's walls, making soft massaging motions as he went. Kudari squirmed, a slightly open smile on his face as though having a pleasant dream. Nobori hoped he was giving his brother something nice to dream about.

He was much too impatient, Kudari's heat scent rolling off him in powerful waves that only seemed to intensify. Nobori didn't need the encouragement, his cock already hard and straining against his boxers before he'd even come in. His hand hadn't been enough earlier. Nobori picked up Kudari's legs, slowly lifting them either side of his waist and carefully dragging Kudari up into his lap.

Nobori pushed the elastic waistband down over his crotch, finally getting to properly compare the monster between his legs to Kudari. It truly looked like there was no way it would fit, let alone when the subtle bump at the base of his shaft swelled. No. Of course it would fit. They were made for each other. Nobori cradled his cock in one hand, stroking his thumb over the top to get himself worked up - as if he needed the extra boost. He returned his hand to Kudari's folds, spreading them apart to reveal his waiting hole again. It's going to fit. Nobori gave an experimental thrust, his cock sliding noisily through pooling slick. The sound set the hair on Nobori's neck standing stiff. He drew back and thrust through Kudari's wet folds again, then again, again, again. Again and again, until Nobori was stifling pants, struggling to keep his movements slow and steady. He couldn't wake Kudari.

Kudari was being so…cooperative. So welcoming. Slick practically poured from him, rendering both of them a sticky mess. Nobori palmed his stiff cock, smearing the sticky mess up and down, thoroughly coating himself. He was panting, Kudari practically screaming for him. And oh, he heard him. He heard Kudari begging for satisfaction.

Nobori's eyes narrowed in on where they touched, his cockhead flicking over Kudari's hole, glistening beads of precum dribbling down inside him. Nobori's natural frown deepened. That wouldn't do, wasting precious seed when he was finally taking his chance. He drew back and lined himself up, Kudari threatening to swallow him whole. Nobori swallowed down anticipation, tentatively pushing forward. Kudari took him easily, washing away any worries he might have had. Slow. Slowly. Kudari's breath quickened and Nobori paused, letting him calm down. It was so hard to stay still, half his length engulfed in the heat of his brother, his own instincts urging him to take. But he could do it. He held his place for what seemed an eternity until Kudari settled back down.

Fuck, you've been keeping this from me? Nobori stifled his growl, pushing deeper into his brother. The subtle swell of his deflated knot halted progress, a tiny barrier that sparked a moment of clarity. He couldn't risk tying his mate and waking him. Nobori let out a frustrated growl, resigning to having to fight his carnal urges. It would have to be reward enough just to be inside Kudari at all, for the overwhelming heat to be almost unbearable, every slight movement causing his mate to constrict around him and pulse with desire. There was a slight shift to Kudari's scent, one that Nobori definitely picked up on. He shifted, Kudari's scent flooding him as he slowly pulled back, spilling his brother all over the bed.

Nobori pushed back in, agonisingly slowly, Kudari practically melding to his form. They fit perfectly, Kudari's heat so soft and inviting. There was no resisting any of it, Nobori rocking a slow, steady pace into his brother. He ran his tongue over his teeth, swallowing back the saliva pooling in his mouth. Claiming his mate would surely wake Kudari, the decision tossed up for a few seconds before Nobori decided against it. He couldn't ruin his stolen reward.

Kudari suddenly didn't want to let go of him, soft inner walls rippling powerfully against Nobori as his brother cried out in his sleep. Kudari twisted and wriggled, eyes fluttering open to reveal dazed, blown out pupils.

"Mmnhhh…nii-san?" Kudari groaned, voice cracking. Nobori pressed a hand to his cheek, carefully keeping his brother's face turned away from the sight between them.

"Shhh, shh shhhh. Bad dream?" Nobori crooned, forcing his voice soft and quiet. Kudari pressed his eyes firmly shut.

"Noooo. Good dream." Kudari sighed, resting his head back down. Nobori patted his face, gently scratching a finger under Kudari's jaw and pulling a subtle purr from him.

"I'm glad. Must have been an intense dream. You cried out. I just came to check on you again." Nobori traced down the line of Kudari's neck, spreading his fingers over Kudari's shoulder and giving him a squeeze.

"Mmmmm…veeeerrrrry nice. You were in it…"

"You should go back to that dream, then. Get as much rest as you can. I'll bring you something to eat in the morning so you don't have to get up. Sound good?" 

"Yes pleeeeeeeeeese~" Kudari purred in a singsong voice, his face slowly relaxing again. When Nobori's gentle petting no longer caused Kudari's smile to flicker, he let himself breathe a sigh of relief. Kudari's heat must've been getting to him if he hadn't felt Nobori between his legs. He chalked it up to Kudari's hormones and having just woken up, thanking whichever god was no doubt looking down on him.

He should stop. He'd already woken Kudari. But his cock still ached, his own release taunting him. No. He'd come this far already, he wasn't going to leave without getting what he - what they - wanted.

He rushed, tickling at his deflated knot to try and push himself over the edge. Come on! The exhilaration of so nearly being caught pushed him along, Nobori's knot rapidly swelling just heartbeats before he was given relief. He bit his tongue, redirecting his hands to grab at the clothing and sheets that made up Kudari's nest. His knot pressed against Kudari, seeking entry with no luck. Sure, if he pushed hard enough he might be able to force his way in, but no doubt it would wake Kudari once more. Nobori grumbled to himself, quickly giving up on the idea.

Without a stopper, and having not reached his full length, Nobori's cum drizzled out of Kudari as he withdrew. He couldn't help his disappointment at the sight, his attempted breeding no doubt a failure with how easily it oozed out. Nobori leaned down over Kudari, pressing a feather light kiss to his cheek. We'll get it. Next time. Whenever 'next time' might be, if at all. 

Nobori carefully manoeuvred his way off the bed without disturbing Kudari. His chest ached at the way his sleeping brother whined and rolled into his side, pulling his knees up and causing more of Nobori's spent to drip from between his legs. Nobori took a purposeful step back towards his brother, then stopped. No. He should get out of the room before his primal desires took hold of him and made him do something he'd regret. Something he'd regret more .

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Nobori looked awful over the next few days any time Kudari. Awfully attractive, more like, the hungry, predatory gaze of his brother unsettling Kudari in a…a pleasant way. The few minutes they'd spent together here and there had been tense, both men on edge and carefully maintaining distance. Even against both their desires.

Being locked in his room and forced to listen to Nobori pacing the hall outside his door was damn near torture. It would be so easy to let him in. Nobori would likely be all over him, immediately set on quelling his brother's heat. He could smell Nobori's rut scent, too, rolling off his brother in powerful waves that threatened to knock Kudari off his feet and into Nobori's waiting arms. Onto his dick, even. Kudari sat up, chest heaving, and ran his hands over his thighs. Gross and sticky, not just from sweat. He felt disgusting.

Kudari wiped his hands down on his coat and pushed it aside in favour of picking up Nobori's winter coat. He threw it over his shoulder and pulled the lapels together, turning his head into the collar to take in Nobori's scent. It wasn't like Nobori today, or the past few days. It was confident, conjuring the image of his twin effortlessly gliding through a heavy crowd of people, or commanding attention of a busy station when the tannoy system had gone down. Nobori knew how to draw attention and right now, Kudari hated that. His attention was on Nobori, straining to hear the deliberate footsteps and attempts at coaxing him out of his room. Kudari felt a brief flash of gratitude. Nobori could've come in at any time if he'd simply fetched the key - it would be a safety hazard not to have such measures in place. Nobori was so good at keeping himself under control, and during his own rut too. Kudari was lucky to have him as his partner.

And yet, Kudari was worried that he would be the one to break first. It was distressing. Normally he could pull himself through, but he'd found himself standing with his hand on his door handle, contemplating unlocking it. Nothing more, just flicking the latch. Quietly putting the opportunity for Nobori out there without drawing attention to it.

His worries and anxiety had won out every time, leaving him to retreat back to his nest and mope. He wasn't ready for it, not mentally and not emotionally. Would Nobori even still love him if he got to bear witness to the state Kudari was in? Not the Nobori prowling outside his room, driven by instinctual urges, but the Nobori who shared chores with him, who would do up his tie in the morning while Kudari would lovingly run his hand through silver hair, giving Nobori a sleek look. Kudari groaned and threw himself down on the bed. It had been much harder than usual this heat. He should have noticed when Nobori had come to check on him twice in one night. That was not normal. Nobori knew their places in their relationship, and he wouldn't have come into Kudari's personal space if it hadn't worried him.

Kudari desperately wanted Nobori to come check on him again, making the flimsy decision that he would invite his brother into his nest and give in to whatever might follow. Surrendering to instinct and desire sounded much easier than this .

Nobori looked awful . His reflection stared back at him with dull eyes, rimmed with dark circles. Usually pale skin was flushed and sweaty, even standing shirtless in nothing but boxers on the cool, tiled floor of their bathroom with arms stiff, palms pressed against the sink.

Nobori was awful. He'd raped his own brother, and Kudari didn't seem any wiser to the events of that first night. Kudari's scent had even changed - subtle, but ever the astute partner, Nobori had noticed it. Deliberated over it. He wanted to pull Kudari into a tight hug and never let go, never let him free. Would Kudari even want that, if he knew what Nobori had done? He'd broken - no, he'd shattered Kudari's trust and thoroughly smashed it into even smaller pieces. Nobori felt like he wanted to throw up, but all he could do was dry heave. But…was it really rape if Kudari wanted it just as much as he did? Even if it was purely instincts driving him?

Nobori guiltily pushed the thought out of his mind, not wanting to look at his own face anymore. The evening was dragging on and he had more important things to do; Kudari needed to eat, and so did he. With heavy steps Nobori forced his legs to carry him to the kitchen, busying his hands with combing through the fridge. Something small would be best, like a sandwich. Both of them would be too focused on hormones to be overly interested in eating.

Nobori stuffed the last of his sandwich in his mouth, tucking the large water bottle under his arm while he fished the key to Kudari's room out of the small stand just outside. The door swung open and Nobori could tell his brother hadn't showered yet that evening, his scent practically flooding out into the hallway and inviting Nobori in. He didn't need the invitation. Nobori picked up the plate he'd made for Kudari and entered the darkened room. Not the brightest move. He should've just left the food and water on the stand outside and let Kudari know it was there. Oh well. 

Kudari stirred, propping himself up on his elbows and staring up at Nobori with round, blown out eyes. The word 'food' caught in his throat as he approached and set the plate and bottle down. Taking care of Kudari's health suddenly seemed less important, his eyes following the shape of Kudari's naked, mostly exposed form. One of Nobori's coats covered his waist and lower back, one of the sleeves draping over Kudari's shoulder. Nobori felt his heart beat a little faster and took a tentative step forward. Kudari shifted away from him and pulled the coat up over the rest of him, putting a scowl on Nobori's face.

A soft growl from Nobori made his brother pause, caught in a daze for a few seconds while the elder twin kneeled on the bed. Kudari looked conflicted, discomfort flickering in and out of his expression, but all he did was wriggle away from Nobori. Wriggle out of that coat, leaving his slim form for Nobori to admire. Not that Nobori was overly interested in his body at that moment.

"Nobori, please…" Was that a please yes , or a please no? Kudari didn't finish, his brother slowly advancing on him. Kudari's scent was changing subtly again, a thrill of fear edging the longing for his mate. Nobori let out a low, throaty rumble, an attempt to soothe his mate's nerves. It seemed to work, Kudari's movements ceasing though the look of uncertainty remained on his face. 

Nobori's hands came to rest either side of Kudari's shoulders, silver eyes staring down at silver eyes. Neither man moved, locked in each other's gaze until Kudari swallowed and let out a nervous purr, eyes darting to the side. Nobori dipped his head, pressing his nose to Kudari's cheek and taking in a deep breath. So soft. Nobori nuzzled into his mate, breath hot over Kudari's ear and setting him squirming. He pulled away with a frown, sitting up beside his wriggling partner. That wouldn't do. Kudari eyed him warily, watching Nobori's searching gaze flit around him. Whatever he was looking for, he didn't find it.

Nobori lifted his hands, letting them hover over Kudari's chest. Some small voice inside him was telling him to stop, that this was crossing a line. At least, would lead to crossing a firm line drawn long ago. Kudari was hot, so hot to the touch, his skin clammy beneath Nobori's fingers. He slid his hands down and out, thumbs rolling over perked nipples and making Kudari whine. The noise sharpened Nobori's interest, breathing heavily through parted jaws as he ran his hands lower. Kudari's belly was warm. He stroked it, back and forth, Kudari squirming in place but not making any attempt to put a stop to it. Nobori couldn't help but be fixated on it, shuffling back so he could press his ear to Kudari's belly. Empty. Not that he'd be able to tell anything, of course. Just a gut feeling, given their distinct lack of sexual encounters outside a few nights ago.

Kudari had been good for him that night. So very good for him. Nobori lifted his head, meeting round silver eyes staring at him with what looked like badly disguised interest. He suddenly felt the need to prove himself.

Nobori stood on hands and knees and crawled forward until he was hovering over Kudari once more. He carefully eased himself down, slipping his arms around a willing Kudari and rolling onto his side, carrying Kudari with him.

"You smell nice." Like a fresh breeze after a long shift on the battle lines. Nobori pressed his face into Kudari's neck, eagerly getting drunk off his mate's scent. It tugged at his consciousness, threatening to drag away his thoughts like sand in water. Nobori wanted to allow it; hand over his sensibility and bend to Kudari's whim. Kudari grunted, words unintelligible, and his arms dragged over Nobori's back in a reluctant embrace. Regardless, it made Nobori happy and he squeezed Kudari, mouthing at the side of his neck. Teeth scraped over hot, reddened skin, Kudari cringing in his arms as Nobori got closer to badly swollen scent glands that were working overtime.

"Hhh-haaahhh-" Kudari gasped at the tongue dragging over the sensitive, sore patch. It was almost soothing, almost like a sweet relief, and he let himself relax into Nobori's hold when he licked over the same spot. Fingers curled into Nobori's shoulders, nails marking his skin when he pressed his tongue against Kudari's neck, pushing on the overstimulated scent glands that he couldn't quite reach. 

Bite. Bite. Bite. They'd never 'officially' paired, deciding to hide their taboo relationship at the time. It hadn't been an issue, both of them more than capable of maintaining their loyalty and turning down anyone who thought they might be worth either of the brothers' time. And if not? Well, the other twin would be there to put a quick stop to anything. Nobori let out a low growl that made Kudari stiffen. He propped himself up on his elbow, adjusting position to be leaning over Kudari's chest. Dominant. When he dipped his head again he could graze his teeth better over Kudari's neck.

He instinctively bit down, ignoring Kudari's pained cries. Determined hands on Kudari's head and shoulder kept him pinned long enough, until Nobori's desire to bite down had been properly satisfied.

" FUCK! " Nobori hadn't expected to hear such language from Kudari, not with such vitriol. Nor had he expected to be hit in the throat and chest, Kudari roughly shoving him away with both hands and feet, scrambling to his knees and straightening up to tower over Nobori. Nobori was struck by the rare sight of Kudari on the offensive, a twisted look of frustration on the usually smiling face lit up by the hallway lights. On the other hand, it was hard to take his naked mate's threatening display seriously when arousal was pulsing off him. Not to mention the glisten of Kudari's inner thighs, slick strung between them. Nobori called his bluff, keeping his own profile low and backing up to the edge of Kudari's nest. He ran his tongue around his mouth. No blood.

Kudari didn't make a move at him, hand rubbing at the back of his neck. 

"Kudari? Are you alright?" Nobori reached out tentatively for his hand, loosely grabbing hold of a finger. Kudari gave him a narrow eyed glare but allowed the contact, slowly relaxing back down to sit on his knees. 

"That hurt…" Kudari grumbled, followed by words Nobori couldn't make out. Nobori shuffled closer, recasting his grip to hold onto Kudari's hand and try to pull him back down into his nest. Kudari obliged, keeping an accusatory look on Nobori as he burrowed back into the relative safety and familiarity of his nest. He peered expectantly at Nobori, eyes narrowed but his previous threat seemingly gone. Nobori tested his luck, placing a hand on Kudari's shoulder with no consequence. He inched forward until their bodies were almost pressed together. Kudari leaned into him.

"Mmm sorry," Nobori apologised quietly, curling his arms around Kudari and rubbing their cheeks together.

"You smell even better now. Like mine." The arm over top of Kudari slipped down, fingers tracing his spine and putting a soft arch in his back. Kudari's breath quickened against Nobori's ear, face tucked into the crook of his neck, his own fingers tickling over the broad slope of his elder brother's shoulders.

"Muuuuhuuuuhhhh…Nobori. Nobori ." Kudari panted as teeth nibbled at the lobe of his ear, Nobori zeroing in unfairly on his erogenous zones. Nobori's hand traced tight circles over the small of Kudari's back, the omega pressing closer to his mate and mumbling nonsensical words that made Nobori chuckle. Kudari must really want this, Nobori mused as his hand slipped lower, fingers spreading out to squeeze Kudari's ass. His mate let out a startled moan and Nobori felt teeth pressed into his clavicle, the threat of a bite spurring him on.

Of course he wasn't surprised with the sticky mess between Kudari's legs, his fingers gliding over slicked skin. Kudari whined needily into his shoulder, already drooling just from the ghost of his touch.

"You want this even more than I do, don't you?" Nobori crooned softly, bringing his hand over Kudari's hip to explore his front. Kudari burned under his touch, legs constantly shifting ever so slightly to accommodate exploratory hands. 

"Oh, I've waited so, so, so long for this. You have no idea, constantly being rejected by my own mate." Nobori's voice dropped to a growl and Kudari's breath quickened against him. His hand slid easily between Kudari's thighs, forming to the curve of his groin. 

"You're mine. Now. Officially." It came out as a low snarl, Nobori curling two fingers and jamming them into his brother, sharp cry muffled into his shoulder. Nobori pushed against Kudari, rolling him over onto his back and quickly pinning him under his own weight. He worked his fingers, slowly at first, wriggling in an alternating rhythm in time with Kudari's breathy moans. Hands scrabbled over Nobori's shoulders, nails digging in as he grew more impatient with his hand. Even in his inexperience Kudari keened loudly for him, encouraging Nobori to be rougher, filling the room with wet, sucking slaps that only drove both of them madder.

"More! More!" Kudari cried out, chest heaving with harsh pants, arms curling up around Nobori's back. 

"I'll give you more. Everything. Give-give you everything ." Nobori growled, leaning down to swallow up Kudari's sweet sounds with a greedy tongue. 

"Mine." Nobori dragged his teeth over Kudari's lower lip, squeezing a high pitched whine out of him.

" Mine. "

Kudari writhed under the touch and taste of his mate, returning Nobori's greed with his own. Nobori's knuckles strained against Kudari's hole, finger tips scraping with fervour over soft, sensitive walls, the omega struggling to keep his breathing under control. Kudari's arms suddenly tightened around Nobori, a stuttering mix of a purr and cry erupting from him as Kudari tried to hold tight to a knot that wasn't there. Nobori couldn't help the sense of smug satisfaction at Kudari's desperation, though it was quickly replaced by jealousy. Jealousy of himself? Kudari shivered beneath him as Nobori withdrew his hand, sticky strings keeping them joined for a few seconds before breaking apart. 

"Nii-saaaahn…I don't-"

"Shhh, you'll be fine. I'll take care of you." Nobori brushed a thumb over Kudari's cheek, the younger twin simply closing his eyes and leaning into the touch, whatever he was going to say forgotten. Nobori rested his soiled hand on Kudari's belly, massaging it with his finger tips.

"I'll take care of this. I'll make sure you're satisfied and full…" Kudari seemed almost in a trance, panting under his lover's rhythmic touch. Kudari slowly relaxed under Nobori's hand, his scent taking on a subtle spice that tickled Nobori's brain; it called to him, begged for him. He barely registered his other hand moving until he gasped from stimulation against his cock, stiff and already dripping a generous amount of precum.

"Waiting. So long." Kudari flashed a brief look of unease at the words, placated with more attention to his belly. Nobori paused, briefly, the worry sticking with him a little longer. Why should he stop? Sure, Kudari had to have his reasons, but he'd - they'd - been deprived of this intimacy since day one. So why should I stop from taking what's mine? It made perfect sense to his brain, high off the desperate scent of his aroused mate. Nobori pushed his boxers further down, doing his best to alternate between undressing and keeping Kudari settled. His boxers hung over the side of the bed, finally kicked off his ankle with one last shake. He could turn his attention fully on Kudari now, not a single barrier between them. The corners of Nobori's mouth curled up when Kudari met his gaze, the omega's eyes wide and dark, still simmering from his orgasm.

Nobori kneeled at his brother's waist, scooping his legs up and pulling them around his sides, tugging Kudari up into his lap. His cock throbbed, sliding perfectly into place between Kudari's swollen lips. Part of Nobori wanted to tease him, treat him a little before delivering the main course, but that part of Nobori wasn't in control; wasn't the part currently driven by carnal instinct. His only goal for now was to meet Kudari's needs.

Nobori barely had the patience for a few ruts back and forth to work them both up, to prepare Kudari for what was to come next. One hand firmly gripped Kudari's thigh, pushing his knee up to his chest and exposing his waiting hole. Nobori didn't waste time, hand on his cock and eagerly pushing into his partner. There was no need to be stealthy this time and with an impatient thrust, his hips were pressed against Kudari's thighs. The pair revelled in the sensation in unison, fitting against each other in what felt like perfection. Nobori slowly moved Kudari's other leg up, squaring his jaw against every tiny way Kudari rippled against him, squeezing and relaxing as he was carefully folded over. The two stared at each other, mirror images of flushed, panting faces framed by silver hair.

Kudari broke first, eyes screwing shut and jaw hanging slack as Nobori moved. Nobori was quick to follow suit, unable to stifle shuddering moans at the way Kudari squeezed and tried to hold onto him as he pulled out. Tried to stop him. Kudari wasn't in charge here, not anymore; Nobori was, and he didn't feel like being the gentleman he usually was.

" NUAAAH! " Kudari squealed as Nobori slammed him down into the bed with a slap , his hands scrambling for anything in his nest to hold onto. One of Nobori's coats scrunched under Kudari's clawed grip. That satisfied Nobori, in a way. Kudari gripped him tighter when he pulled back this time, voice giving out halfway through his subsequent cry when Nobori thrust into him again. Fuck . How had he lasted much longer on the first night? He felt ready to blow already, only his stubbornness keeping his aching cock from giving out.

" Fuck . Fuckfuckfuckfucking brah-voh !" Nobori pressed his forehead to Kudari's, savouring the way his mate pulsed in time with his grinding; how Kudari left crescent shaped marks all over his shoulder blades in an attempt to get a good grip on him. 

"So fucking good, so good, good good good great even better than I could've thought! Tight, so tight, so hot very hot," Nobori groaned, devolving into rattling off any word he could to describe how Kudari felt around him, constricting and trying to milk him like they were made for each other, perfectly tailored to their twin; their mate.

Kudari's scent, thick with desire and allure, swallowed Nobori while. Kudari's strained pleeeeeeeeeese fell on deaf ears, Nobori rocking a steady pace into his lover. At first. The alpha didn't need much, if any, encouragement to give in; to claim what was rightfully his. Nobori moved faster and faster, leaving bruises on Kudari's thighs under his fingers as if he might wriggle away before he could finish. The air quickly filled with the sound of wet slap after slap, Kudari's gasping moans and whimpers filling the empty space between. Nobori's grunts of effort accompanied his brother, singing a song of heated passion and desire only they knew the words to. Kudari's voice cracked with the effort is speaking, nothing but broken sounds coming out, the younger twin muted by his brother's near robotic pace.

Kudari was first to break once more, letting out a howl that threatened to deafen Nobori, managing to break his legs free of Nobori's iron grip to wrap them around his alpha's waist. Nobori was forced to still, Kudari's warm, velvety walls rippling from the base of his shaft up to the head, the ring of muscle that was his entrance otherwise doing a bravo-worthy job of stopping Nobori dead in his tracks. No sooner had Kudari's orgasm started milking his cock, Nobori was given the final push to tip over his own edge. He was startled with how quickly his body reacted to the complementary stimuli, his knot swelling faster than ever under his mate's assistance. He felt his own muscles spasm briefly, an immense feeling of relief flooding through him a split second later, Kudari's quivering gasp signalling he'd hit his mark. Nobori's cock throbbed a second, third, fourth time, no doubt emptying everything he could into Kudari. He could almost swear there was a subtle swell to Kudari's belly, slipping a hand between their bodies to massage his mate's abdomen. Kudari squirmed under the touch, but Nobori was certain it was unmistakable. An immense sense of pride rushed through him, filling him from head to toe, and he slowly eased Kudari onto his own belly, rolling onto his back to hold his mate.

Nobori rested his arms over Kudari's waist, grunting as the younger twin wiggled into a more comfortable position. Kudari was grumbling about something, silenced with a cheeky squeeze of his cheeks.

"Kind of hurts…" Kudari complained quietly after an extended silence, voice still breathy and itching that sweet spot in Nobori's brain. Nobori rubbed his hands as comfortingly as he could over Kudari's back, listening for the telltale contented rumble of his twin. Maybe it was just a first time thing; Kudari did feel uncomfortably tight around him, though Nobori was quickly growing used to it.

"It's easier to do something once you've done it for the first time," Nobori offered softly, hoping it would hold true.