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th_fanfic Secret Santa fest 2007. Master List
Title: Origin of the Species 02/02
Fandom: Tokio Hotel
Pairing: Bill/Tom
Rating: NC17/18
Warnings: toys, light bondage, twincest, wings
Summary: Bill has an encounter that affects the balance between himself and Tom and they have to take drastic measures to prevent themselves being torn apart forever.
Link: Back to Part 1
Tom woke up wrapped in Bill where they must have moved in the night, and with a familiar pressure in his bladder. Glancing at the clock, he realised it was still early and they could sleep for another couple of hours before they needed to be up, but his need for the loo was rather urgent. He moved slowly and carefully, trying his best not to wake Bill, but just as he was about to slip out from under the covers he realised he had been unsuccessful.
"Tom?" Bill's very sleepy voice reached him.
"Just going to the loo," he said quietly, smiling in the general direction of where he thought Bill's head was, even though he wasn't sure his twin could see him. "Go back to sleep; I'll be back in a minute."
He didn't want to wake Bill again when he came back to bed, so he dashed to the bathroom and used the toilet as quickly as he could, hoping that Bill would be dozing when he made it to the bed again and they could snuggle up and go back to sleep. What he found when he came out of the bathroom was Bill sitting up, knees pulled up to his chest with the sheet tucked around him.
"We have hours before we have to be up," Tom said, not sure what Bill was thinking as his twin sat there looking at him with those devastating, big, brown eyes, "aren't you sleepy anymore?"
Bill just looked at him for a while and a bad feeling began to creep up his spine.
"I could have killed you," Bill said eventually; "I almost did kill Gustav."
Tom breathed a little sigh of relief; now he knew what was happening. Bill didn't hate him for what had happened, in fact it seemed that Bill was blaming himself; that he could fix.
"That wasn't you," he said, walking over to the bed quickly and sliding under the duvet that was over the sheet, "at least not your higher brain."
He moved as close to Bill as he could get, but his twin wasn't letting him in at the moment, so he had to wait a while.
"You let your guard down enough to have sex with me; I could have turned on you at any moment," Bill seemed overly hung up on that point.
Tom put his hand on Bill's leg and looked his brother straight in the eye.
"But you didn't and I knew you wouldn't," he said in a firm tone. "We're the same, Billi, we always have been and we always will be. Under the primitive instincts it was still you and you were only like that because some bitch of a succubus messed up our balance."
He was surprised quite how venomous his tone was when he talked about the cause of all this. It was then that he saw Bill's calm façade crack and he reached out and pulled Bill to him before the first tear fell.
"I almost lost you," Bill said in a very tiny voice; "how could I have done that."
"You didn't," he replied, blinking back the idea of tears from his own eyes; he wasn't the crying sort. "You didn't have control, Billi, it wasn't your fault. You fought it when you had to and you let me take you back. That's what's important; nothing else."
Bill sniffed against his neck.
"What if it happens again?" Bill's voice was so quiet now that he could barely hear it.
"It can't," Tom said and found that he was completely sure of that as if he knew something had fundamentally changed; "you're mine, I'm yours, nothing can make us anything else. Feel it, Bill, we're one and we always will be."
He wasn't sure what he did exactly, but somehow he balled the fierce love he could feel at his core into one thing and opened himself up to Bill. For a split second he felt the unity he had been talking about and he heard Bill gasp as Bill felt it too. It was awe inspiring and literally took his breath away as for just a tiny moment in time he experienced the fundamental principle of their existence and knew their genesis when they had been one person.
It was like the universe blinked and for a moment he saw what lay behind the physical and it was beautiful; so beautiful it almost hurt and when it was gone again he was almost relieved. It made him feel warm and whole, but he was glad to be himself again as well.
"What was that, Tomi?" Bill whispered.
"That was us," he said, equally as quietly; "that was us."
===
When there was a knock at the door, Bill started slightly and growled at himself for being so on edge. It was like his senses were on alert and he knew he was going to have to relax or go very quickly nuts. After whatever it was that had happened earlier in the morning he and Tom had fallen asleep again in each other arms and had both woken surprisingly refreshed. His sex drive was now full on whether he liked it or not, which was going to take some getting used to, but he had Tom's quiet strength there to keep him together. It was different, but he knew he could cope.
After what had happened the previous night, the idea of seeing the others made his stomach churn, but if he'd ever let that stop him he would never have been the lead singer of Germany's most successful band. Tom's muffled voice came from the bathroom, but Bill was on the move anyway and he flicked the catch to open the door before heading back into the room.
Gustav was first to stick his head around the door, looking a little hesitant.
"Come in," Bill said, trying to sound perfectly normal, "Tom'll be ready in a minute."
He sat back down on the bed and played it as cool as he could manage, but the way Gustav and Georg seemed less than relaxed wasn't helping him.
"Sane again," he said, trying to make it sound light, but not quite managing it.
"As sane as he ever was anyway," Tom commented, wandering out of the bathroom; "we can't expect miracles."
"I'm eccentric not insane," Bill said, using the situation for what it was.
"Oh yeah," Georg said with a nod; "he's right; he's rich, that means he's allowed to be bonkers without being locked up."
Bill threw a cushion at Georg's groin and made his friend ouff with the impact.
"Just as vicious as ever," Georg said, over exaggerating the hurt by doubling over.
"Wimp," Bill said and Georg cracked a smile at him; it almost felt normal.
Gustav just rolled his eyes.
"Breakfast," their drummer decided; "I'm starving."
And that was it; they were off as if the day was like any other. Bill even found himself chasing the others down the corridor because he had to go back when he forgot his bag. Everything was fine until they hit the lobby on the way to the breakfast room. They were in the bigger restaurant because of their later timing this morning where as they had been in the smaller restaurant at the back of the hotel the previous day and that meant a walk past the fans. If it was possible there were actually more girls outside than the day before and Bill felt himself react.
"Okay?" Tom asked, touching his arm lightly.
Bill took a deep breath and mentally steadied himself.
"You said you were feeling better," David said quietly, sounding concerned again, "are you sure you should be up."
Bill nodded and plastered on a smile.
"Yeah," he said, "just didn't eat much yesterday and I smell food, I think my stomach is rebelling."
David shook his head and grinned back; when Bill wanted to he could eat a horse and he could tell David expected it to be one of those breakfasts now. With all the exercise he'd had the night before Bill did actually feel ravenous so he thought he could oblige.
"Let's eat," he said and set his mind to food not of the sexual kind.
====
They were going home, but before they relaxed for Christmas there was one more piece of business that needed sorting out. They had managed to wrangle it so Saki and David were on the bus with them and halfway through they sat down and made sure everyone was in the same place.
"We need to talk," Tom said and pulled Bill into his lap.
It was unusual behaviour even for them and he saw David raise an eyebrow, although Saki was as stoic as ever. Tom knew this was going to be an interesting conversation.
"We need to tell you some things you're probably not going to believe," Bill said and leant against him.
"Believe it," Gustav said simply.
"Or plan a new career path," Georg added.
Tom was glad of the backup even if it was a little heavy handed. David looked as if he was trying to work out if this was some sort of weird coup.
"And I thought I was dramatic," Bill said and was clearly trying to make it seem like he wasn't worried even though Tom could feel him shaking slightly.
"You are dramatic," Tom said, giving his twin a gentle squeeze, "that's part of your charm; Georg's just practicing because he's going for a new mystique since his old one is a little thin these days."
"See if I try and help you again," Georg said, but his tone was light.
When he was in that sort of mood it was almost impossible to flap Georg so Tom didn't even try.
"Things have changed," he said, turning his attention back to David and Saki, leaning his head against Bill's arm.
"Two nights ago I got seduced," Bill said with the 'I am a celebrity and nothing gets to me' face firmly in place; "all that fiction about not being a virgin; not so much fictional anymore, only it wasn't a girl, it was a succubus."
Even Saki looked askance at that and there was silence as they let the information sink in for the two other men.
"You really believe that," David said eventually and their manager was looking at all of them; it wasn't a question.
"It was kind of hard to disbelieve after Bill tried to kill me last night," Gustav said bluntly.
David went white and Saki sat down; Tom thought they might be making their point.
"The thing is," he said since they were on a roll, "if Bill had been normal this wouldn't have been a problem; succubi sleep with humans all the time and all they remember is a great night of sex."
"But we're the same species she was, well mostly," Bill added, "and we had a balance; Tom did the sex thing, I wasn't interested. Then I had sex and that all went to hell. I really did try to kill Gustav because I saw him as a threat and if Tom hadn't been there I might have succeeded. Yesterday morning was my last ditch attempt not to react to teenage hormones, not some bug, and by the evening I lost control."
"But that's history," Tom took up the explanation again, "because we fixed the balance, which is why we need to talk to you."
It was all or nothing now.
"We're sleeping together," Bill said with all the subtlety of a tonne of hard fired house bricks.
"And we're going to keep sleeping together unless you want all hell to break loose," Tom finished.
"Literally," Bill had to have the last word.
David clearly didn't know what to say, which was probably a first.
"Everything can keep going like before," Bill eventually spoke when it was clear neither Saki nor David was about to say anything; "the only thing that's changed is that. We'll hide it outside, but if we try and hide it from you too, someone will go mental, either us or you."
"Sometimes you're going to find us in each other's bunks or room," Tom said, hoping that neither of their friends was headed for a mental breakdown over this; "we thought you should know the truth."
"And you couldn't have just said, 'we're sleeping together - live with it'?" David sounded more than a little strung out.
Frankly that idea had never occurred to Tom.
"You'd never have accepted that," Bill said, voice a little higher than normal with incredulity; "you'd have tried to stop us."
"When have we ever been able to stop you two doing anything when you set your minds to it?" David asked, clearly still having a lot of trouble processing the concepts.
Bill looked at Tom and he shrugged; it really had not crossed his mind to go for a simple ultimatum.
"We could have a go at making you forget and try it your way if you like," Bill said, looking rather unsure, "or maybe get mum to do it since she's had a lot of practice."
David looked really startled about that.
"Bad plan, Bill," Tom said firmly and shook his head.
"But David doesn't seem to want to know," his twin pointed out.
"Rule number one," he pointed out, bringing up the rules their mother had drummed into them, "do not mess with anyone's head unless completely necessary."
"Well I thought this might be necessary," Bill pointed out, "I don't want anyone ending up in a padded room over this."
Bill was about to pout, Tom could tell; sometimes Bill could exhibit the mental control of a five year old. The last thing they needed now was a row.
"Okay," David said and Tom looked over to see that their manager had clearly seen the same warning signs as he had, "sorry, thank you for telling the truth; it's just a really big, earth shattering kind of concept. Give me a minute."
"They've always been this way," Gustav pointed out, "and it's not made any difference so far."
"We just have to make sure they get alone time without anyone knowing about it," Georg added with a nod. "They've always been weird," Georg said and grinned; "now we just know why."
Bill stuck his tongue out at Georg, but couldn't retaliate since Tom refused to let go of him.
"I will work it into the security plans," Saki said, speaking as calmly as ever; the professional mask was back in place.
"You're not freaked out?" Bill asked in a careful tone.
Tom was rather proud of Bill at that moment; with everything going on Bill could have focused purely on them, but his twin was really worried about this.
"I have seen some inexplicable things before," Saki replied and for the thousandth time Tom wondered what Saki had done before he became a security professional, "and I think I prefer knowing that possibly they are not inexplicable, it is just that I, personally, do not know the correct explanation."
Tom was impressed; Saki was actually quite philosophical about the whole thing. That just left David.
"Nothing a few strong drinks won't cure," David said to the unasked question when Tom looked at him.
"Gustav and me cleaned out the mini-bar in my room last night," Georg said after that; "it did help."
Tom was surprised by that; neither of his friends had acted like they had hangovers that morning. Gustav threw a packet of something in the painkiller line onto the table.
"You'll need those afterwards though," Gustav said in a helpful tone; "it's amazing how just getting rid of the pain of a hangover from hell can actually make everything else seem like no problem at all."
It was an interesting theory, but Tom didn't think he'd try it out.
David banged his head on the table.
"What did I ever do to deserve you lot?" their manager and friend asked. "I must have been really bad in a past life."
"You were," Bill piped up, "I've heard your music."
Tom couldn't help it he burst out laughing.
"I'll get you back for that comment," David said and actually sounded amused.
Bill just smiled sweetly and made Tom laugh all over again. It wasn't back to normal; it probably never would be quite the same, but at least they were making progress.
====
Bill leant back against Tom and stared into the fire; he felt comfortable and secure and just a little bit horny, but that could wait until later. Gordon was still having a little trouble seeing him and Tom always wrapped around each other, but since their mum had promptly moved them into one room the moment they had come home and seemed to find the pair of them adorable, their step-father was adjusting.
Sex had never been a taboo subject in the house; ever since they had hit puberty and had begun to change it had been completely the opposite in fact. Gordon had known exactly what he was getting into with their mother even before that so Bill was sure that their stepfather would sort things out in his head eventually. He tried not to be too touchy feely with Tom if he saw it was making Gordon uncomfortable, but sometimes he just couldn't help it. All his emotional attachments to Tom were still there and before he would have done anything for his twin, but now they were backed up by lust and desire and a love so passionate that he didn't know how he had lived without it before. Outside the house he couldn't be open about it and inside he needed to be.
"What do you think they got us for Christmas?" Tom asked quietly, nuzzling his neck which promised wonderful things once lust overcame laziness.
"Knowing mum," Bill said, grinning to himself, "sex toys."
Tom laughed at that.
"Don't think we'd be able to open those in front of Grandma," Tom joked back.
"Yeah," Bill agreed, "don't want either her or Grandpa having a heart attack."
Their grandparents weren't in fact their natural grandparents; it was any guess where their real grandmother might be and as for their grandfather, Bill wasn't even sure their mum knew his name. Grandma and Grandpa were a couple whom their mum had kind of adopted along the way. Their mum had never told them the whole story, but their grandparents knew what they and their mum were, but regarded them as family none-the-less.
"I know we don't do the present thing," Tom said after a few moments silence, "but I have something for you. I thought you might like it now."
A box appeared under his nose and Bill turned slightly to look up at Tom before looking back and taking it slowly.
"I didn't get you anything," he said, completely taken aback by the small, inexpertly wrapped parcel.
"Oh you did," Tom said, voice sounding thick; "trust me, Billi, you did. Now open it."
He knew that sound in Tom's voice; this was incredibly important to his twin and so he did as he was told. The wrapping came off easily to reveal a small cardboard box and Bill opened it slowly. When he saw what was in it he knew what it was instantly and his heart skipped a beat. Reaching in he took hold of the simple leather chord and lifted the gift out of the box, letting it hang in front of him. There on the chord, mounted with careful wire rapping was a long, polished fang.
"Yours," Bill said quietly; it wasn't a question.
"Mum helped me," Tom said quietly; "I'll grow a new one next time I change."
To some it might have seemed barbaric; to pull out one of your own teeth as a present, but Bill knew what it meant. It was a symbol of love and of possession; when he wore it, it would mark him so that no other incubus or succubus would dare touch him. His normal personality was anything but submissive, but in this game of hormones and instincts he was and Tom was dominant. Tom would find the girls and seduce them and Tom would deal with any interlopers in their territory; it was just the way it had to be. He would be there to lend Tom his strength if his twin needed it and they would be there to love each other. Nothing would ever come between them and this was a symbol of that and it was a thing so rare amongst their own kind that it was just stories.
Bill sat up slowly and loosened the leather before pulling it over his head. He would never take it off; when the chord broke he would just replace it with another and another and then another.
In the human world they would continue as Bill and Tom, but Bill knew there was no separation anymore. Kneeling up he turned and, with a little bit of shuffling, he straddled Tom's hips before leaning in and kissing his twin with all his love.
====
Simone stood in the doorway watching her sons and she smiled before leaving as quietly as she had arrived. When Tom had come to her and asked her to help him make the necklace she had been worried. Bill was not the type to be possessed; if anything she would have said that Bill was the dominant twin, but Tom had calmly explained that it could work both ways. Tom had always looked after Bill as Bill forged ahead, leading them to their dreams, and this was no different.
It would be more difficult for her precious boys now, with yet another layer of secrecy in their lives, but she could feel the love coming from them. They would survive and succeed and she knew she would continue to be so very proud of them. When she had fallen in love with a human male she had thought herself cursed, but now she knew she was blessed, because that love had given her two perfect sons.
When she had been alone, prowling the world like others of her kind, she had never understood how humans remained so tied together. She had other children out there, offspring from encounters like the one that had almost cost Bill his humanity, but they had gone their own way once grown. She had no idea where they were or really who they were; a connection to another being not to do with procreation of the species had seemed so alien then. Incubi and Succubi did not feel loneliness; they were hard wired to be independent and the moments of contact they shared with humans and others of their kind was all that they needed.
Somehow a human male had changed her soul; she still did not understand how, and she had seen a legend born and grow from that union. Her boys would never know what it meant to be alone, even if something happened to her, and it made her feel warm inside. She had told Bill and Tom the stories of the rare few who had known what everlasting companionship was, but she hadn't believed them; she had just wanted her sons not to be afraid of their brotherly bond. She now knew that somewhere inside she had always thought that one day they would go their own ways and the depth of emotion that had to have tied them together for this outcome took her breath away.
She should have known really; Bill and Tom had never been what was expected of them; never taken the obvious path. It was the season of togetherness and the light of the season burned just a little more brightly this year. Walking into the kitchen, she stepped up behind Gordon and slipped her arms around his waist.
"I love you," she whispered and held him close.
The passion of human love could be fleeting, she had found that with Jorg, but it was also warm and exciting and she knew now she would never give it up. No matter how long she lived she would never let her heart grow cold again and she knew that had never been and would never be possible for her beautiful boys. Whatever the future held there would be no alone for any of them again.
The End
th_fanfic Secret Santa fest 2007. Master ListTitle: Origin of the Species 02/02
Fandom: Tokio Hotel
Pairing: Bill/Tom
Rating: NC17/18
Warnings: toys, light bondage, twincest, wings
Summary: Bill has an encounter that affects the balance between himself and Tom and they have to take drastic measures to prevent themselves being torn apart forever.
Link: Back to Part 1
Tom woke up wrapped in Bill where they must have moved in the night, and with a familiar pressure in his bladder. Glancing at the clock, he realised it was still early and they could sleep for another couple of hours before they needed to be up, but his need for the loo was rather urgent. He moved slowly and carefully, trying his best not to wake Bill, but just as he was about to slip out from under the covers he realised he had been unsuccessful.
"Tom?" Bill's very sleepy voice reached him.
"Just going to the loo," he said quietly, smiling in the general direction of where he thought Bill's head was, even though he wasn't sure his twin could see him. "Go back to sleep; I'll be back in a minute."
He didn't want to wake Bill again when he came back to bed, so he dashed to the bathroom and used the toilet as quickly as he could, hoping that Bill would be dozing when he made it to the bed again and they could snuggle up and go back to sleep. What he found when he came out of the bathroom was Bill sitting up, knees pulled up to his chest with the sheet tucked around him.
"We have hours before we have to be up," Tom said, not sure what Bill was thinking as his twin sat there looking at him with those devastating, big, brown eyes, "aren't you sleepy anymore?"
Bill just looked at him for a while and a bad feeling began to creep up his spine.
"I could have killed you," Bill said eventually; "I almost did kill Gustav."
Tom breathed a little sigh of relief; now he knew what was happening. Bill didn't hate him for what had happened, in fact it seemed that Bill was blaming himself; that he could fix.
"That wasn't you," he said, walking over to the bed quickly and sliding under the duvet that was over the sheet, "at least not your higher brain."
He moved as close to Bill as he could get, but his twin wasn't letting him in at the moment, so he had to wait a while.
"You let your guard down enough to have sex with me; I could have turned on you at any moment," Bill seemed overly hung up on that point.
Tom put his hand on Bill's leg and looked his brother straight in the eye.
"But you didn't and I knew you wouldn't," he said in a firm tone. "We're the same, Billi, we always have been and we always will be. Under the primitive instincts it was still you and you were only like that because some bitch of a succubus messed up our balance."
He was surprised quite how venomous his tone was when he talked about the cause of all this. It was then that he saw Bill's calm façade crack and he reached out and pulled Bill to him before the first tear fell.
"I almost lost you," Bill said in a very tiny voice; "how could I have done that."
"You didn't," he replied, blinking back the idea of tears from his own eyes; he wasn't the crying sort. "You didn't have control, Billi, it wasn't your fault. You fought it when you had to and you let me take you back. That's what's important; nothing else."
Bill sniffed against his neck.
"What if it happens again?" Bill's voice was so quiet now that he could barely hear it.
"It can't," Tom said and found that he was completely sure of that as if he knew something had fundamentally changed; "you're mine, I'm yours, nothing can make us anything else. Feel it, Bill, we're one and we always will be."
He wasn't sure what he did exactly, but somehow he balled the fierce love he could feel at his core into one thing and opened himself up to Bill. For a split second he felt the unity he had been talking about and he heard Bill gasp as Bill felt it too. It was awe inspiring and literally took his breath away as for just a tiny moment in time he experienced the fundamental principle of their existence and knew their genesis when they had been one person.
It was like the universe blinked and for a moment he saw what lay behind the physical and it was beautiful; so beautiful it almost hurt and when it was gone again he was almost relieved. It made him feel warm and whole, but he was glad to be himself again as well.
"What was that, Tomi?" Bill whispered.
"That was us," he said, equally as quietly; "that was us."
===
When there was a knock at the door, Bill started slightly and growled at himself for being so on edge. It was like his senses were on alert and he knew he was going to have to relax or go very quickly nuts. After whatever it was that had happened earlier in the morning he and Tom had fallen asleep again in each other arms and had both woken surprisingly refreshed. His sex drive was now full on whether he liked it or not, which was going to take some getting used to, but he had Tom's quiet strength there to keep him together. It was different, but he knew he could cope.
After what had happened the previous night, the idea of seeing the others made his stomach churn, but if he'd ever let that stop him he would never have been the lead singer of Germany's most successful band. Tom's muffled voice came from the bathroom, but Bill was on the move anyway and he flicked the catch to open the door before heading back into the room.
Gustav was first to stick his head around the door, looking a little hesitant.
"Come in," Bill said, trying to sound perfectly normal, "Tom'll be ready in a minute."
He sat back down on the bed and played it as cool as he could manage, but the way Gustav and Georg seemed less than relaxed wasn't helping him.
"Sane again," he said, trying to make it sound light, but not quite managing it.
"As sane as he ever was anyway," Tom commented, wandering out of the bathroom; "we can't expect miracles."
"I'm eccentric not insane," Bill said, using the situation for what it was.
"Oh yeah," Georg said with a nod; "he's right; he's rich, that means he's allowed to be bonkers without being locked up."
Bill threw a cushion at Georg's groin and made his friend ouff with the impact.
"Just as vicious as ever," Georg said, over exaggerating the hurt by doubling over.
"Wimp," Bill said and Georg cracked a smile at him; it almost felt normal.
Gustav just rolled his eyes.
"Breakfast," their drummer decided; "I'm starving."
And that was it; they were off as if the day was like any other. Bill even found himself chasing the others down the corridor because he had to go back when he forgot his bag. Everything was fine until they hit the lobby on the way to the breakfast room. They were in the bigger restaurant because of their later timing this morning where as they had been in the smaller restaurant at the back of the hotel the previous day and that meant a walk past the fans. If it was possible there were actually more girls outside than the day before and Bill felt himself react.
"Okay?" Tom asked, touching his arm lightly.
Bill took a deep breath and mentally steadied himself.
"You said you were feeling better," David said quietly, sounding concerned again, "are you sure you should be up."
Bill nodded and plastered on a smile.
"Yeah," he said, "just didn't eat much yesterday and I smell food, I think my stomach is rebelling."
David shook his head and grinned back; when Bill wanted to he could eat a horse and he could tell David expected it to be one of those breakfasts now. With all the exercise he'd had the night before Bill did actually feel ravenous so he thought he could oblige.
"Let's eat," he said and set his mind to food not of the sexual kind.
====
They were going home, but before they relaxed for Christmas there was one more piece of business that needed sorting out. They had managed to wrangle it so Saki and David were on the bus with them and halfway through they sat down and made sure everyone was in the same place.
"We need to talk," Tom said and pulled Bill into his lap.
It was unusual behaviour even for them and he saw David raise an eyebrow, although Saki was as stoic as ever. Tom knew this was going to be an interesting conversation.
"We need to tell you some things you're probably not going to believe," Bill said and leant against him.
"Believe it," Gustav said simply.
"Or plan a new career path," Georg added.
Tom was glad of the backup even if it was a little heavy handed. David looked as if he was trying to work out if this was some sort of weird coup.
"And I thought I was dramatic," Bill said and was clearly trying to make it seem like he wasn't worried even though Tom could feel him shaking slightly.
"You are dramatic," Tom said, giving his twin a gentle squeeze, "that's part of your charm; Georg's just practicing because he's going for a new mystique since his old one is a little thin these days."
"See if I try and help you again," Georg said, but his tone was light.
When he was in that sort of mood it was almost impossible to flap Georg so Tom didn't even try.
"Things have changed," he said, turning his attention back to David and Saki, leaning his head against Bill's arm.
"Two nights ago I got seduced," Bill said with the 'I am a celebrity and nothing gets to me' face firmly in place; "all that fiction about not being a virgin; not so much fictional anymore, only it wasn't a girl, it was a succubus."
Even Saki looked askance at that and there was silence as they let the information sink in for the two other men.
"You really believe that," David said eventually and their manager was looking at all of them; it wasn't a question.
"It was kind of hard to disbelieve after Bill tried to kill me last night," Gustav said bluntly.
David went white and Saki sat down; Tom thought they might be making their point.
"The thing is," he said since they were on a roll, "if Bill had been normal this wouldn't have been a problem; succubi sleep with humans all the time and all they remember is a great night of sex."
"But we're the same species she was, well mostly," Bill added, "and we had a balance; Tom did the sex thing, I wasn't interested. Then I had sex and that all went to hell. I really did try to kill Gustav because I saw him as a threat and if Tom hadn't been there I might have succeeded. Yesterday morning was my last ditch attempt not to react to teenage hormones, not some bug, and by the evening I lost control."
"But that's history," Tom took up the explanation again, "because we fixed the balance, which is why we need to talk to you."
It was all or nothing now.
"We're sleeping together," Bill said with all the subtlety of a tonne of hard fired house bricks.
"And we're going to keep sleeping together unless you want all hell to break loose," Tom finished.
"Literally," Bill had to have the last word.
David clearly didn't know what to say, which was probably a first.
"Everything can keep going like before," Bill eventually spoke when it was clear neither Saki nor David was about to say anything; "the only thing that's changed is that. We'll hide it outside, but if we try and hide it from you too, someone will go mental, either us or you."
"Sometimes you're going to find us in each other's bunks or room," Tom said, hoping that neither of their friends was headed for a mental breakdown over this; "we thought you should know the truth."
"And you couldn't have just said, 'we're sleeping together - live with it'?" David sounded more than a little strung out.
Frankly that idea had never occurred to Tom.
"You'd never have accepted that," Bill said, voice a little higher than normal with incredulity; "you'd have tried to stop us."
"When have we ever been able to stop you two doing anything when you set your minds to it?" David asked, clearly still having a lot of trouble processing the concepts.
Bill looked at Tom and he shrugged; it really had not crossed his mind to go for a simple ultimatum.
"We could have a go at making you forget and try it your way if you like," Bill said, looking rather unsure, "or maybe get mum to do it since she's had a lot of practice."
David looked really startled about that.
"Bad plan, Bill," Tom said firmly and shook his head.
"But David doesn't seem to want to know," his twin pointed out.
"Rule number one," he pointed out, bringing up the rules their mother had drummed into them, "do not mess with anyone's head unless completely necessary."
"Well I thought this might be necessary," Bill pointed out, "I don't want anyone ending up in a padded room over this."
Bill was about to pout, Tom could tell; sometimes Bill could exhibit the mental control of a five year old. The last thing they needed now was a row.
"Okay," David said and Tom looked over to see that their manager had clearly seen the same warning signs as he had, "sorry, thank you for telling the truth; it's just a really big, earth shattering kind of concept. Give me a minute."
"They've always been this way," Gustav pointed out, "and it's not made any difference so far."
"We just have to make sure they get alone time without anyone knowing about it," Georg added with a nod. "They've always been weird," Georg said and grinned; "now we just know why."
Bill stuck his tongue out at Georg, but couldn't retaliate since Tom refused to let go of him.
"I will work it into the security plans," Saki said, speaking as calmly as ever; the professional mask was back in place.
"You're not freaked out?" Bill asked in a careful tone.
Tom was rather proud of Bill at that moment; with everything going on Bill could have focused purely on them, but his twin was really worried about this.
"I have seen some inexplicable things before," Saki replied and for the thousandth time Tom wondered what Saki had done before he became a security professional, "and I think I prefer knowing that possibly they are not inexplicable, it is just that I, personally, do not know the correct explanation."
Tom was impressed; Saki was actually quite philosophical about the whole thing. That just left David.
"Nothing a few strong drinks won't cure," David said to the unasked question when Tom looked at him.
"Gustav and me cleaned out the mini-bar in my room last night," Georg said after that; "it did help."
Tom was surprised by that; neither of his friends had acted like they had hangovers that morning. Gustav threw a packet of something in the painkiller line onto the table.
"You'll need those afterwards though," Gustav said in a helpful tone; "it's amazing how just getting rid of the pain of a hangover from hell can actually make everything else seem like no problem at all."
It was an interesting theory, but Tom didn't think he'd try it out.
David banged his head on the table.
"What did I ever do to deserve you lot?" their manager and friend asked. "I must have been really bad in a past life."
"You were," Bill piped up, "I've heard your music."
Tom couldn't help it he burst out laughing.
"I'll get you back for that comment," David said and actually sounded amused.
Bill just smiled sweetly and made Tom laugh all over again. It wasn't back to normal; it probably never would be quite the same, but at least they were making progress.
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Bill leant back against Tom and stared into the fire; he felt comfortable and secure and just a little bit horny, but that could wait until later. Gordon was still having a little trouble seeing him and Tom always wrapped around each other, but since their mum had promptly moved them into one room the moment they had come home and seemed to find the pair of them adorable, their step-father was adjusting.
Sex had never been a taboo subject in the house; ever since they had hit puberty and had begun to change it had been completely the opposite in fact. Gordon had known exactly what he was getting into with their mother even before that so Bill was sure that their stepfather would sort things out in his head eventually. He tried not to be too touchy feely with Tom if he saw it was making Gordon uncomfortable, but sometimes he just couldn't help it. All his emotional attachments to Tom were still there and before he would have done anything for his twin, but now they were backed up by lust and desire and a love so passionate that he didn't know how he had lived without it before. Outside the house he couldn't be open about it and inside he needed to be.
"What do you think they got us for Christmas?" Tom asked quietly, nuzzling his neck which promised wonderful things once lust overcame laziness.
"Knowing mum," Bill said, grinning to himself, "sex toys."
Tom laughed at that.
"Don't think we'd be able to open those in front of Grandma," Tom joked back.
"Yeah," Bill agreed, "don't want either her or Grandpa having a heart attack."
Their grandparents weren't in fact their natural grandparents; it was any guess where their real grandmother might be and as for their grandfather, Bill wasn't even sure their mum knew his name. Grandma and Grandpa were a couple whom their mum had kind of adopted along the way. Their mum had never told them the whole story, but their grandparents knew what they and their mum were, but regarded them as family none-the-less.
"I know we don't do the present thing," Tom said after a few moments silence, "but I have something for you. I thought you might like it now."
A box appeared under his nose and Bill turned slightly to look up at Tom before looking back and taking it slowly.
"I didn't get you anything," he said, completely taken aback by the small, inexpertly wrapped parcel.
"Oh you did," Tom said, voice sounding thick; "trust me, Billi, you did. Now open it."
He knew that sound in Tom's voice; this was incredibly important to his twin and so he did as he was told. The wrapping came off easily to reveal a small cardboard box and Bill opened it slowly. When he saw what was in it he knew what it was instantly and his heart skipped a beat. Reaching in he took hold of the simple leather chord and lifted the gift out of the box, letting it hang in front of him. There on the chord, mounted with careful wire rapping was a long, polished fang.
"Yours," Bill said quietly; it wasn't a question.
"Mum helped me," Tom said quietly; "I'll grow a new one next time I change."
To some it might have seemed barbaric; to pull out one of your own teeth as a present, but Bill knew what it meant. It was a symbol of love and of possession; when he wore it, it would mark him so that no other incubus or succubus would dare touch him. His normal personality was anything but submissive, but in this game of hormones and instincts he was and Tom was dominant. Tom would find the girls and seduce them and Tom would deal with any interlopers in their territory; it was just the way it had to be. He would be there to lend Tom his strength if his twin needed it and they would be there to love each other. Nothing would ever come between them and this was a symbol of that and it was a thing so rare amongst their own kind that it was just stories.
Bill sat up slowly and loosened the leather before pulling it over his head. He would never take it off; when the chord broke he would just replace it with another and another and then another.
In the human world they would continue as Bill and Tom, but Bill knew there was no separation anymore. Kneeling up he turned and, with a little bit of shuffling, he straddled Tom's hips before leaning in and kissing his twin with all his love.
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Simone stood in the doorway watching her sons and she smiled before leaving as quietly as she had arrived. When Tom had come to her and asked her to help him make the necklace she had been worried. Bill was not the type to be possessed; if anything she would have said that Bill was the dominant twin, but Tom had calmly explained that it could work both ways. Tom had always looked after Bill as Bill forged ahead, leading them to their dreams, and this was no different.
It would be more difficult for her precious boys now, with yet another layer of secrecy in their lives, but she could feel the love coming from them. They would survive and succeed and she knew she would continue to be so very proud of them. When she had fallen in love with a human male she had thought herself cursed, but now she knew she was blessed, because that love had given her two perfect sons.
When she had been alone, prowling the world like others of her kind, she had never understood how humans remained so tied together. She had other children out there, offspring from encounters like the one that had almost cost Bill his humanity, but they had gone their own way once grown. She had no idea where they were or really who they were; a connection to another being not to do with procreation of the species had seemed so alien then. Incubi and Succubi did not feel loneliness; they were hard wired to be independent and the moments of contact they shared with humans and others of their kind was all that they needed.
Somehow a human male had changed her soul; she still did not understand how, and she had seen a legend born and grow from that union. Her boys would never know what it meant to be alone, even if something happened to her, and it made her feel warm inside. She had told Bill and Tom the stories of the rare few who had known what everlasting companionship was, but she hadn't believed them; she had just wanted her sons not to be afraid of their brotherly bond. She now knew that somewhere inside she had always thought that one day they would go their own ways and the depth of emotion that had to have tied them together for this outcome took her breath away.
She should have known really; Bill and Tom had never been what was expected of them; never taken the obvious path. It was the season of togetherness and the light of the season burned just a little more brightly this year. Walking into the kitchen, she stepped up behind Gordon and slipped her arms around his waist.
"I love you," she whispered and held him close.
The passion of human love could be fleeting, she had found that with Jorg, but it was also warm and exciting and she knew now she would never give it up. No matter how long she lived she would never let her heart grow cold again and she knew that had never been and would never be possible for her beautiful boys. Whatever the future held there would be no alone for any of them again.
The End
