Ever's heart was beating furiously in his chest. Magnus could feel it in the boy's hand, he could see the pulsing jugular<i>beat, beat, beat</i>, blood rushing like a raging river through his veins. Magnus wanted nothing more than to pull Ever close, smell the rain on Ever's skin, the trace amount of nervous sweat, the iron beneath the flesh. Lips parted slightly, exposing just a bit of wet pink, Magnus dragged his tongue along his smooth, pointed canines, slowly, imagining just how lovely Ever must look out of those clothes. How absolutely, positively<i>delicious </i>he must taste. Magnus could feel his twin's hungry blue eyes boring into the back of his head, urging him to finish up, to take Ever and be done with it. Klaus never enjoyed how Magnus played with his food like a bored cat, stretching out the seduction as long as he possibly could, batting and pawing at his prey with retracted claws. It wasted time, Klaus always said. Why spend the day toying with one when they could be quick, efficient, take multiple bodies home to feast upon? It never made any sense to Klaus. But Magnus remained cool and patient, even under his brother's fiery stare. Even Klaus could see that this one Magnus had picked out was something special. The older twin's fingers drummed anxiously on the edge of the strawberry display, erractic like his brother's.<i>Tap. Tap. Tap.<br/>
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I want him, Magnus, </i>Klaus thought, his voice a harsh growl even in his own head.<i>Get him. Wrap your fingers around his throat. Claim him.<br/>
</i><br/>Ever's exclamation as he caught sight of Klaus pulled Magnus from his erotic reverie. Magnus smiled politely, turned toward his agitated twin and waved a hand in his direction.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ccff"> "Oh, yes, how rude I am to not introduce you. That is my brother, Klaus. He is rather shy when it comes to meeting new people, but once he warms up, he's been known to have a bit of a bite."</span>Magnus' grin was soft, subtle, but traces of a self-serving smirk flirted with the corners of his mouth. Magnus had always loved his puns. Perhaps it was due to his old world sensibilities; puns had been the height of humor when he and his brother had been growing up in their country manor. Hundreds of years had passed and yet Magnus still found joy in simple language manipulation. Perhaps immortal life gave one no incentive to change with the times, to continue growing and progressing. After death and rebirth, what else could there possibly be to inspire transformation?<br/><br/>Philosophical musings, as fascinating as they were to Magnus, held no pull over him at the moment. Ever was all there was.<br/><br/>The young man's invitation was intriguing. Even with Magnus' debonair demeanor and penchant for flirtation, oftentimes it was he who had to make the suggestion, force the invitation, casually explain to his prey why it would be so wonderfully lovely for them to see one another again in a more private setting. Ever seemed to be a few steps ahead of him, however, a virile desire seeming to drive him forward. Whether Ever was cognizant of that desire, Magnus couldn't say, but he was appreciative of it nonetheless. It made his job that much easier.<br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ccff"><br/>
"My brother and I gladly accept your invitation, Ever,"</span>Magnus purred, his eyes following the smooth lines of Ever's lips.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ccff">"Finish your shopping. I must go let Klaus know that we have plans. When you're ready, meet us at the entrance to the market and you can lead the way."</span>Without waiting for a respone, Magnus made a quick, sweeping turn, droplets from his umbrella falling in a spiral cascade around him. Ever would watch after him, he was sure, and his steps toward his brother were eager and determined. Klaus would be pleased to hear the good news. It had been a long time since one of the brothers had discovered something so irresistable.<br/><br/>Klaus' eyes grew wide as his younger brother approached. He reached for Magnus' hand and pulled him to him, pressing his lips to his brother's ear and whispering feverishly.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">"I want him. Tell me you have him."</span><br/><br/>Magnus laughed, his voice a collection of sweet, jovial notes.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ccff">"Darling, would I return to you with nothing in hand?"</span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">"You might,"</span>Klaus growled, his nails digging into his twin's flesh.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">"You do have a habit of waiting until the last moment. I do not wish to wait."</span><br/><br/>Magnus pulled away and look into his mirror image, smiling as he brought up a hand to stroke his brother's icy cheek.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ccff">"My love, I have come to you with a present. His name is Ever. As I'm sure you noticed, he is a stunning speciman. I believe we could have a lot of fun with this one."</span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">"Ever,"</span>Klaus mused, as enthralled by the unique title as his brother had been.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">"Lovely. What kind of fun where you thinking? I'm very hungry."</span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ccff">"I know you are, darling. It has been too long since we feasted on something so divine."</span>Magnus sighed whimsically, this thoughts momentarily traveling to Ever, that sculpted face, those full, plump lips, all the wonders of his lean body that stayed hidden underneath layers of fabric.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ccff"> "He wants us. Of course, it was my work that intrigued him, but the moment he saw you I don't think he could resist. So, I suppose you should receive <i>some</i> credit." </span>Magnus chuckled, enjoying the way his brother's face curled up into a displeased snarl.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ccff">"Oh, don't be so serious, Klaus. You will have him. We will play with him, you see."</span>Magnus turned around and searched the crowd for Ever's striking visage. He could see the young man among the sea of mediocre faces; he stood out as if he were carved from diamonds.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ccff">"I could sense the blood pulsing through his body. He desires us. Before we eat, we can fuck him, as sweetly or as mercilessly as you desire."</span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">"Yes? I can break him?"</span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ccff">"If that is what you crave, my wolf, then yes. Break him."</span><br/><br/>Klaus' sour grimace transformed into a look of pure delight, his toothy grin showing off his sharp fangs, his eagerness. Magnus looked on longingly at his brother, trying hard to ignore the desire to pull Klaus to him in a passionate embrace, their tongues dancing along one another's lips. Klaus had been in a rather surly mood as of late, and their normal bouts of vicious lovemaking had ceased for the past three weeks. Ever was just what the two needed to rekindle that fire, his blood would be the fuel they needed to find pleasure in one another again. Ever was a present for Klaus, but he was also a present Magnus was gifting himself. Ever was the perfect indulgence.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ccff">"Come, he will be expecting us by the entrance. It would be foolish of us to keep him waiting, don't you think?"</span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">"Yes, Magnus. I think you're right. Keeping our new friend waiting would be incredibly rude." </span><br/><br/>Klaus dropped Magnus' hand and the twins walked off together, their steps mirroring one another in an attractive synchronicity that they had developed over the hundreds of years they had been together. Fucking, eating, killing, it was what the two did best, each twin filling in the spaces where the other lacked, each one complementing the other so completely it was almost difficult to see the two brothers as separate entities, although their personalities differed greatly. But none of that mattered at the moment. All that mattered was their catch. So they moved toward the entrance, Magnus purchasing a small collection of exotic fruits as they went, although the twins had no use for such foods. The fruits would be for Ever's lips only. Then and only then would Magnus be able to get a taste.