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</div></div><br/><br/>Ever's mind was still pondering the content of the strange conversation between Magnus and Klaus while regarding them, continuing to drink from the cup of tea he held in his hand. He'd thought their relationship was merely that of identical siblings up until the point when Klaus' hand exercised a proprietary grasp upon Magnus' thigh. The younger twin's hand came to rest atop Klaus' hand, meshing their digits together. For several seconds, all Ever could do was stare. Their incestuous display immediately had his cock springing to life in his jeans, and a shiver bolted through Ever's body like quicksilver. When he looked up, he saw two sets of hungry blue eyes watching him.<br/><i><br/>
Had the twins noticed the box of newly purchased condoms that he'd left on the kitchen counter? Ever mused.</i><br/><br/>Ever's olivine eyes probably appeared wider because he'd just discovered that Magnus and Klaus shared much more than just a womb together, becoming slightly dilated with arousal as the twins touched each other more intimately than most brothers did. His<i> deer in the headlights </i>expression was just as difficult to hide as the outline of his boner while sitting there on the chaise. Ever wound up adjusting himself as inconspicuously as possible after answering a few questions from Magnus and Klaus after their tag team interrogation.<br/><br/><i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4d4d">“I have a confession, Ever,” Klaus began, his voice husky and smooth as it twisted its way through the warm air between the two men and caressed Ever's perfect ears.</span></i><br/><br/>"A confession?" Ever's puzzled gaze darted back and forth between Magnus and Klaus, as he waited for Klaus to elaborate on his statement with further details.<br/><br/>Ever wasn't going to be disappointed with Klaus' answer either. In the candlelight Ever could make out the lines of his muscles beneath his ivory skin. In unhindered curiosity Ever's olive eyes fell below Klaus' waist as he leaned forward, catching a glimpse of the erect, thick manhood he had tucked away under his dark slacks. Ever met his gaze again, and even in the dim light he saw a silvery glimmer in his blue orbs, his edges of his lips perking upwards in an amused curve.<br/><i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4d4d"><br/>
Magnus smiled, licked his lips slowly and as he spoke, his voice followed Klaus' lead, deep and velvety like dark chocolate. “He said he wanted to taste you.”</span></i><br/><br/>Klaus' words dripped like honey and stung like acid, and Magnus' words stole the breath from Ever's lungs as they fell. Each syllable seemed to be caressed and fondled by their tongues before hitting his ears, and each seemed to strike at his insides like the plucking of a violin string.<i>Could a voice feel like this? Could mere words make his body resonate in this way?</i>Something strange had suddenly come over Ever, as his erection pressed uncomfortably against the seam of his jeans. At last, Ever's dry throat found the strength to respond.<br/><i><br/>
Oh Lord these two are so fucking inappropriate. I love it. Ever thought to himself.</i><br/><br/>"Does<i> he</i>now?" he asked aloud to the mirror twins seated on the sofa as he brought cup to his lips to drink more tea. His question was voiced in a provocative way, almost a flirtatious tease.<br/><br/>"I'd like to taste you too. In fact, I'd like to taste you both," he blurted out.<br/><br/>Ever's warm gaze in their direction as he made his own confession was followed by the slow drag of his tongue against the soft curve of his bottom lip as if the tea he was drinking wasn't enough to quench his thirst. Speaking of tea, Magnus had taken Ever's suggestion about the avocado honey, trying a sample of it in his cup of Matcha. Klaus elected to not add anything extra to sweeten his cup which was in fact, the way the tea was traditionally drunk in Japan.<br/><br/>Ever found their duplicate mannerisms charming, and the twins' seductive vibe transmitted the following message to his brain:<i>Magnus and Klaus wanted him as much as he wanted them.</i><br/><br/>"Me? Exceptional? Well I guess that depends on what your<i> tastes </i>are, huh guys?" Ever asked, high cheekbones staining scarlet from the seething way Magnus was looking at him.<br/><br/>Ever didn't expect Magnus to lean over to grasp his free hand, and place a kiss with his soft yet lukewarm lips against the pulse of his wrist. The action made Ever's cock twitch painfully in his jeans, and evoked a gasp from his parted lips. But Klaus was not going to be outdone by his twin, he did one better than Magnus. He moved from the other end of the sofa faster than Ever could register with his human eyes.<br/><br/>Ever's eyes dizzily fell over Klaus' body leaning over him, as he moved from the sofa and approached him from behind as he sat upon the chaise. The shimmering light from the candle on the coffee table outlined his shape, all smooth muscle rippling beneath a sheet of alabaster. Gazing between him and Magnus, Ever thought they looked like a pair of identical sculptures made from precious granite. Positioned just so above Ever, Klaus' silken hair rained down close to his face while casting his own into a shadowy silhouette.<br/><br/>Ever had the strongest urge to touch the long tendrils, finally giving into the urge to let his hand reach up slowly to touch him. When Klaus did not object, Ever ran his fingers through his golden locks. His hair felt so soft, so perfect. Ever sighed, his chest fluttering as Klaus' lips slid along his jaw and his tongue lapped the satiny flesh of his neck, lingering wantonly over the beating veins of Ever's throat before coming to a halt at the top button on his shirt.<br/><br/>"Klaus, I.." Ever didn't get a chance to finish his thought, whatever it was.<br/><br/>Klaus' lips and tongue made Ever forget, his smooth lips tracing over the muscled column of his throat and his cool fingertips grazing the skin against the back of Ever's neck. Klaus laved Ever's throat with his tongue, and he shuddered in response.<br/><br/>"Oh, God, that's so hot." Ever whispered as he reached back, threading his fingers through Klaus' burnished hair to pull him closer.<br/><br/>Ever's eyes were full of need, as he gazed across the living room towards Magnus. "What are you waiting for, Magnus? C'mere."