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{Okay, so. After several months of very stressful life situations, I am finally back on tumblr. Iām sorry to everyone I have threads with, I promise my intent was never to abandon them or ever to leave them for this long. So many things came up at once and I just havenāt had time to open my laptop, let alone attend to the things on it.Ā
That being said. Over the next couple days I will be doing my drafts. If itās been too long and youāve decided to stop it, I completely understand. I know itās hard to remember the train of thought after so long. If anyone wants to start anything new, simply send me a message and I will gladly form one. For those still there, thank you for being so patient.}
You're trouble.
Send my muse āYouāre troubleā for their reaction.
The words from his twin sister were biting, but they really didnāt surprise him. He just smirked, a sort of soft snort leaving his nostrils as he shook his head. āSomething tells me that just makes me all the more attractive to you, dearest,ā he chuckled, moving to box her in between the wall and his body.
āIāll probably complain anyway. Because you donāt have to repay anything. Not to me.ā Wanda let Pietro completely control her motions, using her tongue to trace and stroke, sucking in tandem with the rhythm he set. She practically purred when he pulled on her hair, surprising even herself and moving her hands to rest on his thighs. Her thumbs rubbed his inner thighs softly as she let her eyes slip closed, listening to his moans and letting that drive her. When he started snapping his hips faster, he hit the back of her throat. She managed to steel her expression and let him continue, sucking harder.
Pietro could feel the back of Wandaās throat with the tip of his cock and he groaned out loud, a little louder than he probably should have. āFuck,ā he murmured, trying to redeem his last outburst with something a little quieter. He could feel her throat muscles involuntarily contracting around him whenever he hit them and he pulled back a bit, not wanting to choke her. For not having ever done anything sexual before, Wanda was amazing at it. āIām not hurting you, am I?ā Pietro asked as he stopped for a moment, his grip on her hair loosening a bit so she could move her head on her own accord and answer him before he continued.
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Send ᦠfor a first kiss between our muses.-Meme Status: NOT ACCEPTING.
Their first kiss was on one of those days where the wind was the perfect temperature and the sun was beating down⦠perfect for Pietro to work in the vegetable garden while Wanda worked on hanging up laundry. Near the end of the day, right before their mother called them in for dinner, Pietro was busy pumping the water out of the water pump to wash his filthy hands. Wanda was sitting with her back against the shed, shielding herself from the setting sun, he imagined.
So Pietro bounded over in two leaps, kneeling in front of her. āHey, whatās the matterā¦?ā he asked, cupping her face in his hands and leaning forward to kiss her gently on the lips. It took him a moment to realised what he had done, and he sighed. āIām sorry,ā he said, getting up and heading inside before their mother even got a chance to call them inside.
āYouāll never have to bear it because I will never be apart from you. I will always be with you. We are two pieces of one whole and to be apart would not be living.ā She wrapped her arms around his shoulders.Ā āI could never imagine a future where we are not exactly like this until the end of time.ā
[text: turbo-twin] Our twin-telepathy must not be working because I just ordered us Chinese and you're not here yet. It's a long weekend come keep me company while dad's out of town.
{text: my better half} Heās out of town? Iāll be right over. Time me. Twenty seconds.
āI canāt think of anything Iād rather do.ā She wrapped her arms around him, burying her face in his neck.Ā āIām so glad we can just stay like this all night now. And we don't have to worry about dad finding out or getting angry and separating us. We can do whatever we want and be as close as we want.ā She kissed his neck before looking up at him.Ā āThank you for rescuing me. Iām sorry I didnāt leave with you in the beginning. I should have. We could have been happy for a lot longer.ā She smiled, kissing his chin.
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When you were someoneās twin, everyone figured you knew everything about each other. That wasnāt true. They kept secrets from each other just as much as an other person. Which is why after a few rounds of heated, passionate lovemaking, Pietro and Wanda were catching their breaths and just gazing into each otherās eyes. It had been a few moments of that before Pietro brought up the subject. āSo, what turns you on? I mean, really gets you hot,ā he asked with a quirked eyebrow. āIāll tell you one of mine⦠if you promise not to laugh.ā
Wanda smiled.Ā āI wouldnāt have a problem doing it for you, Pietro. Youāll just have to give me a bit of direction the first time, let me know what youāre expecting but Iām okay with it.ā She kissed him, running a hand through his hair.Ā āIām open to try any of your fantasies.āĀ
She bit her lip thinking about exactly what she wanted.Ā āI guess so. It doesnāt have to be that dynamic, but it does fit. I guess the way Iāve always pictured it, I was tied up in some way and you would do whatever you want to me, the only condition being that I couldnāt come. I donāt know what youād want to do. You could use toys or fuck me or both. I like the idea of you coming multiple times from it too. Pushing it to the point itās almost painful, almost too much to bear. I want to be desperate for it, to surpass just begging for it.ā She let out a shaky breath.Ā āI want you to make me long for it in a way that shows youāre the only one allowed to get me off. And once you think Iāve had enough, then I want you to make me come so hard Iāll still feel it days later.ā
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{text}: ā¦is it our birthday or something? {text}: Cause this is like, stuff Iāve only *dreamed* about.
Take Me
Wanda stepped out into the room where Pietro was relaxing on the bed. The lingerie was new, this being the first time sheās ever worn it for him. She leaned against the door frame, moving so he had the perfect view of her ass. āI think someone needs a spanking..ā
Ā”~Ā”
It was around one in the morning when Wanda stirred. It had been years since she slept through the night. As she stretched, her foot bumped something next to her and she jumped, sitting up and looking beside her. She gasped loudly, a shaky hand covering her mouth as she looked to see Pietro laying next to her. Ten years and she hadnāt forgotten a single detail of his face. Itās just a dream. Just- Itās just a dream.Ā
She reached a hand out and jumped clear off the bed when it came into contact with a solid being. āNo. Nonono.ā Her mind often played awful tricks on her. She had inadvertently conjured images of him on several occasions. None felt like this. This was too real. She backed away from the bed until her back hit the wall. āThis isnāt real. Just a trick itās not real.ā She slid down the wall, wrapping her hands around her knees and sobbing. When would the nightmares end? It was bad enough sheād never see Pietro again, never make him laugh or hear him talk just because it comforted her. āPlease, Please make it stopā¦ā She didnāt know who she was talking to, but all she knew was she couldnāt take the jokes anymore. Perhaps someone was listening, anyone. āPlease just let it end.ā
āI never stopped being in love with you, Pietro. and I never will.ā She kissed him softly, resting her head against his and listened to his even breathing as he spoke.
āBut weāre not human.ā She laughed softly.Ā āAnd what did father always teach us? We are better than human. We are evolved. We are mutant.ā She kissed him.Ā āI just wish I hadnāt caused so much pain. So much disaster. But at the end of the day, I wouldnāt trade you or the kids for the world. I want this. So badly do I want this. I would never take it back, I just feel guilty sometimes for being so happy after everything I did.ā
{Iām so sorry for my disappearance!! A lot has happened in the past couple weeks which I will be ranting about below because I do not want to clutter your dash with my nonsense ^_^}
Okay, so. In the past couple weeks I have gained 3 friends, a girlfriend and said goodbye to a friend as he was shipped out. All in less than a month. Itās been a wild ride. It started with a trip to Busch Gardens which was like the best day Iāve had in years. Thatās also when I met the girl who a few weeks later became my girlfriend and I swear she is the cutest, sweetest person I have ever met and I just canāt stand it. Itās been a great month to say the least, not without its obstacles but all have been resolved and I am so giddy it nearly hurts.
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Send ᦠfor a first kiss between our muses.-Meme Status: NOT ACCEPTING.
Their first kiss was on one of those days where the wind was the perfect temperature and the sun was beating down⦠perfect for Pietro to work in the vegetable garden while Wanda worked on hanging up laundry. Near the end of the day, right before their mother called them in for dinner, Pietro was busy pumping the water out of the water pump to wash his filthy hands. Wanda was sitting with her back against the shed, shielding herself from the setting sun, he imagined.
So Pietro bounded over in two leaps, kneeling in front of her. āHey, whatās the matterā¦?ā he asked, cupping her face in his hands and leaning forward to kiss her gently on the lips. It took him a moment to realised what he had done, and he sighed. āIām sorry,ā he said, getting up and heading inside before their mother even got a chance to call them inside.
This was true. If his sister had been mad, he certainly would have known. āI knowā¦ā he said, looking a bit sheepish as she cupped his face in her hands. āI walked away because I was scared I had ruined everything between us. You are my sole reason for living, Wanda. If I lost you, I couldnāt bear itā¦ā Pietro felt so vulnerable in this moment. He absolutely hated it. āIf I⦠if I told you the reason I kissed you was because I love you more than my heart could bear⦠would you let me kiss you againā¦?ā
Wanda leaned in and kissed him, running her thumb over his jaw.Ā āPietro. You are my soul. We are connected from the start and no one will change that. Not even us. I love you so much and I will share everything you wish to share with you. You are safe with me and I will never leave you. You are home.ā She ran her hand through his hair, kissing his forehead and smiling at him.
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The words from his twin sister were biting, but they really didnāt surprise him. He just smirked, a sort of soft snort leaving his nostrils as he shook his head. āSomething tells me that just makes me all the more attractive to you, dearest,ā he chuckled, moving to box her in between the wall and his body.
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{so itās not monday, but Iāve a new hair cut and color that I want to show off. Back to the short hair squad.}
Ā”~Ā”
It was around one in the morning when Wanda stirred. It had been years since she slept through the night. As she stretched, her foot bumped something next to her and she jumped, sitting up and looking beside her. She gasped loudly, a shaky hand covering her mouth as she looked to see Pietro laying next to her. Ten years and she hadnāt forgotten a single detail of his face. Itās just a dream. Just- Itās just a dream.Ā
She reached a hand out and jumped clear off the bed when it came into contact with a solid being. āNo. Nonono.ā Her mind often played awful tricks on her. She had inadvertently conjured images of him on several occasions. None felt like this. This was too real. She backed away from the bed until her back hit the wall. āThis isnāt real. Just a trick itās not real.ā She slid down the wall, wrapping her hands around her knees and sobbing. When would the nightmares end? It was bad enough sheād never see Pietro again, never make him laugh or hear him talk just because it comforted her. āPlease, Please make it stopā¦ā She didnāt know who she was talking to, but all she knew was she couldnāt take the jokes anymore. Perhaps someone was listening, anyone. āPlease just let it end.ā
āWanda, this isnāt just about me,ā he said with a reassuring smile. āIāve always wanted the best for you and that hasnāt changed. But I promise you that I wonāt leave again. I know that right now you cannot be certain of this⦠but trust me. I will never leave you again. For as long as I live.ā Pietro wasnāt trying to persuade Wanda out of anything⦠just wanted to reassure her. He knew it would be a long time before things went back to normal. He had already accepted that.
Pietro listened to his sister talk, moving to kiss her tears away and stroke her hair. āWanda, that was not your fault. Mama knew that. She would never blame you for that.ā Wandaās powers might have set the fire ablaze, but their mother never would know the wiser. And they had left after that, having been pursued by a mob. āWe have known our share of hardship, sister. You more than anyone,ā he murmured, pressing kisses around her face in a vain attempt to soothe her. He said nothing else for a while, just letting Wanda cry out her feelings. āI love you, Wanda. We cannot dwell on the past⦠it will only drive us mad.ā
āI know you wonāt, dear. Itās not that I think youāll walk out and leave. Iām worried someone will take you from me again. But Iām gonna work on it. And then weāll get back to where we were. Because thatās all I want. To be the happy family we were the day we brought our children home. We can get there, I know we can.ā She smiled at him, squeezing his hand.
She listened to him, letting him do his best to calm her down.Ā āI love you too, Pietro. More than I can fathom. Though I feel Iāve already gone mad. Like I have a while ago and itās just all leading to this. There is so much I regret in life, so much Iāve done that I wish I could take back. But then I look at you, at our children and I know I wouldnāt trade it for the world. But doesnāt that mean Iām accepting my faults? All my failures? Because this family is all iāve ever wanted, but Iāve done so much wrong that has ultimately led to this...ā