"We're gonna be late," I whined, trying to pull away from Kaeden who was crawling through the water to settle between my legs.
My twin giggled with mirth, wiggling his eyebrows as he sat between my spread thighs, laying his slim fingers on my knees and scooting closer. I couldn't help but rest my hands on the back of his neck, biting my lip as I stared into his eyes.
"Who cares? You need to stop being such a goody two shoes Ash," he smirked and I blushed, shaking my head.
It was true I was the more careful twin. I liked to be on time. I made sure I was polite and spoke well towards others. I hated dissapointing people and giving bad impressions. I always tried my best and nothing less.
Kaeden on the other hand was a bit if a wild card. He wasn't so careful with his behavior and had earned himself the title "firecracker" by our friends for his boisterous and out going behaviour. We were opposites completely.
Yet we were identical, dressed exactly the same and shared many things in life. This bath for example.
Kaeden leaned forward and I felt my breath catch in my throat as he pressed his small, pink lips against my own. He moved confidently, sparks flying between our flesh as he mouthed my lips until I opened them and allowed his tongue access.
We both mewled at the same time when our tongues touched and I squirmed, feeling the length between my legs harden and bob in the water. Seriously, there was no time for this.
"W-work," I managed to get out between kisses, stroking the back of Kaeden's neck.
We had half an hour to get dressed, have breakfast and walk into town to start our shift at the library. Mr Thompson never liked it when we were late... which happened most of the time because of my horny twin.
"Shut up Ash," Kaeden climbed into my lap, kissing his way across my jaw and down my neck. His cock pressed down over mine and he began rocking his hips, rubbing our pricks together as he rode my thighs. I moaned loudly, gripping his waist tightly in my hand.
Kaeden started sucking hickies into my neck and pleasure built up and up, tightening my stomach and curling my toes. The water in the bath sloshed around us. Although it had turned luke-warm with time, it felt electric hot with the passion happening within its shallows.
"Gonna cum," Kaeden groaned, his bouncing turning desperate. I breathed heavily, running my hands down his back to clutch his pert, full bottom. He loved it when I touched his ass.
I was close, my legs shaking as I cried and moaned into my brother's skin. Kaeden threw his head back and groaned, cumming against me. Like a chain reaction, it set me off too and I shuddered in the water, my cock pulsing against him as I orgasmed, a breathy squeal leaving my throat.
For a minute we panted and cuddled, trying to catch our breath. I kissed Kaeden's cheek, running my hands through his hair. "We should get out now Kae," I whispered, biting my lip in worry. We really were going to get into trouble this time.
Kaeden sighed. He sat up, smacking a big smooch on my forehead before standing and climbing out of the bath. He held out his hand, pulling me up and I got out after him. After wrapping out bodies in white, fluffy towels, we rushed into our bedroom to get dressed.
Our outfits were co-ordinated twin style of course. We both wore cream turtle neck jumpers and tight grey slacks. However, my leather jacket was black and Kaeden's was dark brown.
Buttered toast in hands and bananas tucked under the armpit, I grabbed keys, my wallet and and our packed lunches which I prepared the night before. We left the house quickly, starting the fifteen minute walk to the library.
Living on the outskirts of town had its benefits and it's downfall. The benefits included peace and quiet as well as lots of space. The down fall was that I wasn't the most athletic person and the long walk to work always made me tired before the day even started.
When we got to the library, Mr Thompson was waiting behind the front counter with his hands on his hips. I cowered away from him, hiding behind Kaeden under the man's glare.
"You're late... again," Mr Thompson huffed. The middle aged man was dressed in cream coloured slacks and a dark green sweater that hugged his firm body. He was a good looking man, with his salt and pepper hair, his strong jaw and brown eyes. But he was married, very strict and his personality wasn't exactly exciting.
I had a crush on him years ago before I started working here. I'd come to the library to read and catch peeks of him around the towering shelves. But my interest died when Kae and I started working here. Mr Thompson wasn't a person to socialise freely with.
"Sorry," Kaeden chuckled, waving him away confidently and moving away from me to take up his position behind the desk, forcing Mr Thompson to move out of the way. "We got caught up. We're here now, no stress."
Mr Thompson's cheeks tinged pink at Kaeden's nonchalant behaviour. I inwardly cursed. "S-Sorry sir, it won't happen again," I told him softly and his gaze softened as he regarded me.
"It's fine Ash. I need you stocking books today. If you have any problems, make sure you come and get me this time please," he commanded before leaving for the back rooms. My ears blushed.
The last time I was stocking books, I'd tried my best to lift a heavy box of novels onto a high shelf. I wasn't strong at all and my arms couldn't take the weight. The box fell on me and I got crushed. Luckily, my injuries weren't too bad, just a few bruises here and there, but I learnt my lesson.
"I'll see you at lunch," I waved slightly at my brother. He wiggled his fingers in return, already flipping through a BL manga on the desk while he waited for visitors.
I skipped along the carpeted floors towards a trolley of books - a delivery from this morning. Then I started down the aisles, placing the new books on the shelves in alphabetical order. Ocassionaly, I stopped to read the blurb on the back of books with cool titles or beautiful front covers.
Time went on slowly, but I was enjoying myself. I loved working here. I loved the quiet, the books, the calming atmosphere.
I was just placing one of the few books I had left on a shelf when a throat cleared behind me. I startled, clutching the book to my chest as I turned.
My eyes widened and my cheeks instantly flushed red at the sight of the male standing right in front of me. He was taller than me, way taller. So tall, that my head barely reached his shoulders. He was muscled with broad shoulders and huge arms. His thighs were like tree trunks, held snug in tight dark, jeans. A white t-shirt hugged his torso, outlining firm, square pecks and a tight stomach. I could see the little points of his nipples and my throat went dry.
My eyes flickered up and I met dark brown, almost black eyes framed in dark lashes. The man's skin was a smooth, rich mocha brown and he had a dark shadow over his jaw that have him a rugged, dangerous vibe. He had short hair and small, diamond studs in his ears.
It was fair to say that I was spell bound as I stared. I was scared, but in awe, confused and a little aroused. What was a huge guy like himself doing in a library? And why was he staring at me like that?
I started to panic. Where the hell was Kaeden when I needed him? Suddenly I remembered that I worked here and that this man, as terrifying and beautiful as he was, was a customer. "C-c-can I help you?" I squeaked, my fingers tightening around the book in my hands as if it could protect me from whatever was happening right now.
The man tilted his head, his eyes seeming to take me in, from my squirming feet to my blonde hair. His frown deepened. "Didn't I just talk to you? In the entrance?"
His voice was so low and mellow, and I swear I could feel the vibrations in my chest. It took me a few seconds to process his words and I had to wet my dry mouth with my tongue so I could answer. "N-no sir, that's my t-twin," I whispered, cursing my inability to speak properly. It was the nerves.
"Ah," he hummed in realisation. "That makes sense."
I nodded, chewing on my lip. Now what? The man stared at me, as if lost in his thoughts. While he was distracted, I flickered my eyes up and down his body again. He really needed a bigger shirt. I could see everything, from his nipples to his abs. My little cock twitched in my pants and I'm sure my face was on fire.
I needed to escape.
"S-sir? Do you need anything?" I asked again, hoping he'd leave me alone.
The man snapped out of his daze. He gave me a friendly smile, holding out a piece of paper. I took it gently. "I'm looking for this particular book. It's for a work project. I need extra reading around the subject."
I scanned the page quickly, memorizing the author and title before handing him back the receipt he'd scribbled on the back of. "If you'd just follow me," I hinted, turning and scurrying down the aisle.
I lead him towards the business and finance sector, quickly scanning the shelves through the text books, biographies and guides. I found the book he was looking for and pulled it off the shelf. I turned only to squeak and stumble back when I came face to chest with his body. When did he get so close?!
I almost fell but the man grabbed me, his big hands burning my skin where they wrapped around my non existent biceps. He steadied me on my feet. "I didn't mean to startle you," he apologised, but there was a hint of amusement in his voice. "You are much more timid than your twin."
I wasn't sure if that was good thing or a bad thing, but I interpreted it as the latter. It was true that Kaeden had more confidence, was easier to get along with and was much less awkward than myself. I lowered my gaze after holding out his book.
I could just imagine Kaeden all over this guy, chatting and giggling, prehaps even making him laugh.
"Thank you," he took the book. "I'll make sure to pass it on that you were a great help."
My eyes fluttered up in suprise. The man smiled kindly, his dark brown and pink lips pulled in a sexy smile.
"Thank you," I blushed at his compliment.
"You're welcome-" his eyes flickered to my name badge. "Ash."
Good god, my name on his tongue. I nodded quickly before practically running away from him.
I breathed a sigh of relief when I was around ten book shelves away from him, dropping my tense shoulders and breathing a sigh through my lips. I was never good with interacting, let alone with sexy beasts like that man.
I just hoped I hadn't embarrassed myself too much that I was memorable. Part of me wished I'd see him again, the other part told me that was too much to ask and that even if I did, nothing would happen.
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