#jedcest smut

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Can we get some angsty smut where Edward feels like it's sick and wrong to fancy John but eventually he admits it to him promising he was gonna get help etc for being sick but John feels the same way and convinces him it's fine but he still can't be physically romantic/sexual with John bc he thinks it's sick and won't kiss or touch him but eventually decided to bite the bullet and have sex with him but he's so scared and upset and John reassures him the whole way through and praises him loads

Hello Lovely person! This is a long one with a slow burn and there are parts I’m not sure about… (but if you follow me, you’ll know how much I hate my own writing lol)

I really hope you enjoy, and although I may take 5 years to fill it, prompt me anytime!! Read below as always…

Edward took a deep breath and stepped into the church. The gold candle holders were the first thing to catch his eye, positioned under a big stained glass window that cast rainbows over the floor.He felt sick and tried to take a deep breath but the air around him felt musty in the old building.

He didn’t know why he was even there. He felt out of place somehow; as if the walls themselves were judging him, the many statues and paintings of Jesus bearing down on him.Typical Catholics, Edward couldn’t help but think, even the foundations of the church fill you with guilt.

He was just about to turn back and leave when Father James stepped out of a little side room. “Can I help you?” He smiled, always welcoming, never sincere.  Edward gave him a polite smile, just about to make his excuses and leave when he spoke again. “You’re one of the Grimes twins,” he smiled cheerfully, “I remember when you two were born, far too early, we prayed for you every mass that you’ll make it through. Now look at you!”

Edward fake smiled, not wanting to think about being a twin, let alone talk about it. He wanted to forget John just for a little while, which was ironic considering talking about John was what lead him here.

“How can help young man?” Father James smiled again. Edward wanted to leave but was far too polite to leave a priest hanging.“I just came to-” Edward cut off. What did he come to do? He couldn’t tell him, couldn’t tell anyone. “Think.” He finished, hoping he would be left alone.Father James nodded and gave him a questioning look before asking, “is there anything you need to talk about? You look troubled.”

Edward scoffed. He didn’t mean too, but he couldn’t help but think that if Father James knew the truth, he wouldn’t be so kind.A thought came to him then. Maybe he could talk to him, discussing his problem by talking about a ‘friend’ in need.“Do you think love can be wrong?” Edward asked, knowing full well where the church stood on this argument. “Like, if a boy loves another boy, how can it be wrong; if it’s love? Love is supposed to be some beautiful thing, who cares if it’s two boys?”

That was it; kind, understanding face replaced with narrow, questioning eyes. “My friend, he loves someone that he shouldn’t. He knows it’s sick, and he’s tried but he can’t help it.” Edward shifted his weight from foot to foot. He hoped he didn’t look too guilty.“Is it your brother?” after James asked and Edward’s heart sank. How did he know? How did he know what Edward was talking about? He felt his cheeks heat up, his eyes wide and there was that sick feeling again.

“If your brother is confused about love, he should come in to see me,” father James said, “you’re a good brother.”Edward felt light-headed with relief. He didn’t know.“No, I’m not,” he mumbled, taking a few steps back. “I shouldn’t have come.” Edward turned and walked the few steps towards the door. He felt like crying.“I won’t tell anyone, but please ask him to come and speak to me?” Edward heard father James call as he rushed out, the fresh air and sunlight hitting him.

He didn’t stop, just kept walking until he found himself outside his gate. He looked up at the house and wondered what John was doing inside. Edward had only said he was going to the shop for snacks, that was over an hour ago and here he was, not a snack in sight. John would guess something was wrong and Edward’s secret would come out. That was his fear, constantly scared, terrified that John would guess, somehow working it all out.Edward would lay awake at night and imagine what John might say. He wasn’t a mean person, John was the kindest person Edward knew but in his mind, John would always fly off. He would shout and sneer and tell Edward that he was sick and he didn’t want him anywhere near him.

“Where have you been?” John asked as soon as Edward opened the front door. “You’ve been ages, I was worried.” Edward avoided looking at him as he walked through the living room into the kitchen.“Where’s mum and dad?” He asked, ignoring John’s question altogether.“Shopping,” he told him as he followed him through the house. Edward could feel his eyes on him as he went about making a drink of orange juice.“What’s wrong?” John asked, making Edward hesitate for the slightest of seconds. He didn’t know what to say. There was no point in trying to lie to John because he knew Edward better than anyone and could always see through him. But he couldn’t tell him the truth.

“I don’t feel too well,” he mumbled, hiding his face behind his glass as he took a drink.John’s brow furrowed as he looked at him, his green eyes scanning him over like he could detect any sign of illness just by looking. “You’ve been like this for ages now,” John told him, watching him closely.“Like what?” Edward tried to act normal, tried to look like he wasn’t hiding something.“Miserable,” came John’s answer, making Edward’s heart sink and his stomach twist.

He turned to look at John for the first time, meeting his sad eyes. He didn’t want to drag him down and hated to see John worrying about him. He wanted to smile, to tell him that he was okay, everything is fine and perfect, but he couldn’t and suddenly he was crying. His chest was tight and he couldn’t fill his lungs. Everything happened so quickly and before he knew it, Edward was wrapped tightly in John’s arms. He wanted to push him away, tell him not to touch him because if he knew the truth, he wouldn’t want to touch him, but John was Edward’s twin and he felt comforted and reassured with him. Edward needed him.

“Tell me what’s wrong,” John said, pulling away and searching Edward’s tearful eyes for answers. Edward looked back him, conscious of how close they were. If he was to inch forward, their lips would meet and that was all Edward could think about. He wanted to kiss those lips, spent hours, days at a time imagining how it would feel to have John’s lips pressed against his own.He closed his eyes, trying to block him out, trying to make himself think about anything in this world other than John.

The sound of the front door startled him as their parents arrived home, calling for someone to help them unload the car. Edward opened his eyes and looked desperately at John, just needing him to let go and leave him.John gave him another worried look before finally stepping away and walking out of the kitchen. Edward let out a shaky breath as more tears fell. He needed to hide himself away before his parents saw him in a state so he quickly headed upstairs, leaving John to help them with the shopping.

Edward managed to fall asleep. He didn’t know what the time was when he felt John gently shake him awake. All his life, John had been the first thing Edward had seen when he woke. It was comforting to know he was there, as always, dependable and grounding. Things had started to change in the last few years and suddenly Edward couldn’t bring himself to look at John in the mornings anymore. He was scared because of how it made him feel, and as Edward looked up at him, John’s hand lightly resting on his shoulder and those eyes, looking down at him, Edward felt like he couldn’t breathe again.“I’m going to tell mum if you don’t tell me what’s wrong,” John said sternly.“Please don’t?” Edward snapped, his eyes pleading with his brother. He didn’t want anyone involved, they would drag his secret out of him and then everyone would know how sick he was.“Then talk to me!” John’s grip on Edward’s shoulder tightened. He was upset and Edward didn’t know how to make it better.

“I went to church,” Edward admitted, looking away from John. He watched a bird land on the tree outside of their window instead.“Why?” John asked, his grip loosening a little. Edward watched the bird flit from branch to branch for a moment. It was chirping and Edward wondered if it had a nest. Maybe the little thing was calling its family, maybe it was just happy and wanted to sing. “Ed?”Edward looked back at John and shrugged. He didn’t have a reason, couldn’t make one up. He was never a good liar. “Just did.” Edward’s voice was small and distant, his face expressionless. He didn’t want to feel anything, tried to push it all down and suppress it as always.

“Why would you go to church without mum making you?” John persisted. He could never just drop it, always wanting answers.“Because I’m sick-” Edward said, his voice cracking as he started to cry again. John’s grip tightened again, almost too hard on Edward’s shoulder.“Sick?” He frowned, “why? What’s wrong? Are you okay? Is it serious? Edward?” John was almost crying now, his voice high and panicked but Edward couldn’t speak, couldn’t comfort him. He wanted John to hug him and to tell him everything was okay but he knew he couldn’t. Edward knew he couldn’t hug John like he used to in these situations because it only made things worse.“You’re scaring me,” John whispered, his eyes desperately searching Edward’s.“I asked him if love could be wrong,” Edward told him, “you know? like if you love someone, really love them, how can it wrong?” He rambled, too caught up in his feelings to stop himself. “But it is wrong and I don’t know what to do.”“Who do you love Edward?” John shifted on the bed, turning his body towards Edward’s, his hands coming up to cup his face, and forcing Edward to look at him. It was all too much, Edward’s world was spinning and he didn’t know what to do.

Edward got up and paced the floor, running his hands through his hair. “Edward, tell me,” John said as he watched him from the bed. Edward couldn’t think of anything to say. He wanted to tell John not to worry and just forget it but it had gone too far. “Edward!” John shouted, jumping to his feet, “who do you love?”

“You!” Edward finally shouted, spinning around to face him. Everything seemed to stop as Edward met John’s eyes. He felt like he couldn’t breathe and the longer John stood frozen, his eyes wide and lips parted, Edward felt like he was suffocating. The room spun around him and he could swear he could hear his heartbeat.

“Me?” John breathed, finally breaking the silence.“I’m getting help, I’ll go back to church or find another way-”“Don’t,” John softly interrupted, taking a tiny step towards Edward. Edward subconsciously stepped back, backing away from him. “You’re not sick.”Edward looked at his feet before looking back at up John. How could he say that? Edward knew his feelings were wrong and nothing John could say would reassure him. Once it sunk it and John really thought about it, Edward would bet he wouldn’t be saying that. He’ll want him as far away as possible and Edward wouldn’t be able to cope with that.

“Please don’t hate me?” Edward cried, putting his face in his hands.“I couldn’t hate you,” John said, stepping closer.He pulled Edward towards him and before Edward could pull away, he was tightly wrapped in John’s arms. It felt nice, safe and familiar so Edward let himself melt against him, even if it was just for a moment.“I love you.” Edward heard John whisper from above him. “You’re not sick because I feel the same,” John added, confusing Edward.He pulled away and looked at him, searching his face for answers. This couldn’t be right, Edward thought, wondering if he misheard.“I’ve always loved you, Ed, it’s always been you and me,” John attempted a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. “You should’ve told me, I didn’t think you felt this way.”

Edward stared at him, trying to make sense of it all. Did John feel the same? Edward couldn’t keep up with the speed of everything, his head hurt and he wasn’t sure what was happening.Before Edward could work it all out, warm lips were pressed on his. Edward’s heart stopped beating and his stomach twisted even more.This was all he had wanted for so long but he couldn’t stop the twisting in his stomach. “John-” Edward gently pushed him away and rested his palms against his chest. “I can’t do it.” Edward looked at John and swallowed down the sadness. He had spent so long telling himself how wrong it was, how sick he was to feel the way he did that he still believed it. He loved John more than anything in the world and he felt the same, yet Edward still couldn’t be happy.John looked at the floor and Edward wanted to pull him into a bone crushing hug, just like he would’ve done in the old days before things changed. He didn’t though, all he could do was just mumble a shaky “sorry”.

“It’s okay,” John looked at him with a smile, one that reassured Edward that everything was fine between them. “We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to.”“Let’s just-” Edward held John’s hands in his, his body relaxing a little. “Let’s just take it slow?”“Slow.” He nodded, his smile widening. “Wanna play Xbox?” John let go of Edward’s hands and turned to fiddle with the game conical, handing Edward a set of controllers and saying, “I’m having the first turn,” and just like that, everything was normal again.

Edward avoided John’s touch in the next few days. Every little touch felt too risky, too intense and Edward was sure someone would catch them and they would know.John would naturally rest a hand on Edward’s shoulder as he spoke or stand a little too close and Edward was sure people were judging them, putting two and two together.John would throw him a sad look that Edward hoped no one would notice but never he commented on his behaviour. Edward didn’t want to hurt him or offend him but all he could think about was what would happen if their secret got out. They would be separated and everyone would know how weird they were, how wrong it is to love your brother like that.

It was two weeks later when John turned to him, eyes blazing. “Why are you acting so strange?” He asked once their bedroom door was shut. Edward looked back at him, his t-shirt half way off as he paused his undressing, momentarily confused.“You act like I’m poison every time I go near you!” John snapped. Edward continued undressing in a bid to get his pyjamas on and go to bed. He tried not to look at John, to act casual but John just got more frustrated. “You tell me that you love me but you can’t even look at me?”Edward flicked his eyes up to John’s. He was sad and maybe a little angry and Edward felt guilty. He did love John, more than anything and hurting him was the last thing he ever wanted to do. “We’re brothers,” Edward mumbled, feeling too exposed as he stood in his underwear.John rolled his eyes, turning away from Edward as he started to take off his own clothes. Edward watched him for a second before saying a soft “I’m sorry.”“Don’t be,” John answered flatly, kicking off his jeans.“We’re taking it slow,” Edward said, unsure if he should step forward. He did anyway as John turned to face him. Their eyes met again and Edward desperately wanted to kiss him.

“There’s taking it slow Edward, and then there’s completely giving someone the cold shoulder.”“I didn’t mean to,” Edward said, “I’m scared someone will know. If they see us together, if we’re found out…” Edward took another step, standing almost toe to toe with John.“They won’t find out,” John whispered, his eyes flicking over Edward’s features.Edward didn’t know who moved first but as John’s lips met his, he was sure he was the instigator. John received the touch gratefully, pushing against Edward in an instant and Edward felt like time had stopped around him. It was his first proper kiss and Edward had never felt so perfect. John sighed against his lips, his hands coming around Edward’s waist and pulling him close.Edward leant into John’s body, his own arms reaching around John’s neck as he broke the kiss to look at him.

“See?” John whispered, “everything’s okay.” Edward smiled at him, letting a breathy giggle slip. He licked his bottom lip before asking “can I do it again?”“Like you have to ask-” John smiled before leaning into Edward again, their lips connecting.“I love you,” John mumbled when they parted, his eyes locked with Edward’s. Edward grinned, the words still sounding strange to his ears. All the times he had imagined John telling him that and he still couldn’t believe it was real.Edward was about to answer when someone knocked at their door, making him jump away from John.

“Aunt Marie has invited us over-” their mother said as she opened the door a little. “You’ll be okay for a few hours?”“Yeah, we’re going to bed soon,” John answered as Edward silently panicked out of sight. She nodded and promised that they wouldn’t be too late before leaving. Edward breathed a sigh of relief and looked at John. “She could’ve caught us.” “But she didn’t.” John sat on his bed and tapped the space beside him for Edward to join him.“It’s so wrong,” Edward stressed as he sat, feeling self-conscious in his underwear again. John frowned back at him without saying anything.

They sat on John’s bed, side by side, Edward’s mind running through the different scenarios of what could happen if they were caught.“We have the house to ourselves now,” John piped up, “no one can catch us now.”Edward sighed, looking at down at his thighs. He couldn’t look at John without feeling his kiss again and it made him feel a strange mixture of guilt and happiness. “You’re amazing Edward. Everything about you is amazing.”Edward scoffed at John’s words. He didn’t for one second agree with him.“I’m lucky to have you and I want to be with you. I want to hold your hand and kiss you, I want to…” John hesitated, making Edward look up at him. He didn’t need to say anything else, Edward knew what he meant and he wanted it too. He wanted all of it and as he looked at John, he forgot about everything he was worried about.

John kissed him again, slow and gentle like Edward was made of porcelain. Edward’s eyes slipped shut as he kissed John back, his hand coming up to cup his face. “It’s okay,” John whispered against his lips, “I promise, it’s okay.”Edward opened his mouth to let John deepen the kiss, finally tasting him.John grunted into his mouth as the kiss picked up the pace. Edward was panting and desperately kissing John, his body reacting to the intimacy.John’s hand came to rest on the top of his thigh, sending sparks through his body. He quickly pulled away, his eyes wide and heart beating too hard in his chest.

“We can’t,” Edward said, “we have to stop.”“Why?” John frowned, leaning in to place a kiss on Edward’s cheek.“Because-” John kissed along his jawline, his lips leaving a warm trail over his skin. “It’s wrong.”“No, it isn’t,” John told him, pressing a firm kiss to the point of Edward’s shoulder. John kissed Edward’s lips again, his hand inching up his thigh. Edward’s breath hitched as John’s hand cupped the front of his pants. “We can stop if you really want to?” John mumbled against his lips before gently biting his bottom lip and making Edward moan.Edward silently shook his head, his hips pressing up into John’s hand.

“It’s not wrong-” John whispered, “I’ll show you.” He gently pushed him, making Edward lay on his back. Edward watched him scatter kisses over his chest, his hand still frustratingly still, resting on the front of his pants.Edward hummed as John kissed a nipple before kissing his lips again. “You’re perfect,” John mumbled between kisses. “You’re everything I’ve ever wanted.” Edward arched his back into John, wanting him to touch him. “Do you want this?”Edward met John’s serious eyes. He knew John would stop as soon as Edward told him to but Edward didn’t want to stop, he needed more. More of John, more touching and just more.Edward silently nodded but John was shaking his head. “You need to tell me, Edward.”

“I want it-” Edward mumbled, “I want you.” At Edward’s words, John leant down to kiss him again, his hand dipping into his pants.Edward sucked in a sharp breath, pushing into John.John sat up and let his eyes run over Edward’s body. Edward felt self-conscious again, his cheeks turning pink and his eyes flicking away from John’s identical ones.“You’re beautiful,” John told him firmly, pulling his pants down his thighs. Edward kicked them off while watching John pull his own off before throwing them off to the side somewhere. Edward had seen John naked loads of times but this was different. He felt embarrassed and couldn’t look as John came closer, leaning over him to kiss him again.

Edward whined into John’s mouth as he took hold of him and started slowly stroking him. It felt good, so good and Edward was getting too worked up way too soon. He stopped kissing John, concentrating on breathing as John kissed his shoulders and collarbones.“I’ve thought about this for years…” John mumbled against his chest. “Imagined how you would taste, how you would sound, how you would feel against me.”Edward hummed again, unable to form words but John didn’t wait for an answer as he carried on, sitting up to look at Edward. “All those times I came thinking about you, and now… Here you are.”“Stop!” Edward snapped, batting John’s hand away from him. John quickly pulled his hand away, his eyes worried so Edward quickly added, “I don’t want to come too soon.”John broke into a smile, running his fingertips up and down his thigh.

“I want to have sex,” Edward told him, the words making his cheeks heat up.John looked back at him, a look of shock flashing across his features. “But I’m scared,” Edward added honestly.“We’ll go slow,” John told him gently, “and if you want to stop, we will.” He leant down to lick Edward’s pulse point before pressing a wet kiss there.“I’m sorry,” Edward mumbled, “for acting so off with you.”“It’s okay, you were scared,” John’s hand ran up his thigh, taking him into his hand again and stroking. Edward’s mouth hung open as John touched him, whispering sweet words as his other hand slipped between his thighs.Edward gasped as John’s fingers ran over his arse. “Do you know how to do this?” Edward grunted, his hips lifting off the bed so John could gain better access.“Yeah,” John answered confidently, “I’ve watched it loads of times.”Edward wordlessly nodded, his eyes falling closed as John’s hands touched him. Edward felt John move and opened his eyes to see him opening the bedside draw. He pulled out a tube and Edward suddenly felt nervous but then he was being kissed again and he couldn’t think about anything else but John.

John was gentle, careful and soft. Edward knew he could trust John, he felt safe with John, secure and relaxed as he worked his fingers.“You’re so good,” John whispered as he slipped in another finger. Edward hissed through his teeth and arched his back. There was a slight burn but it wasn’t too bad. He had often thought about doing this to himself but never had the courage to actually do it. It was intrusive and uncomfortable in all the best ways and Edward felt conflicted between pulling away or begging for more.“You look so hot,” John told him. “God, you’re amazing Edward.”Edward gripped onto the sheets underneath him, pushing up into John’s hand. He had stopped stroking him a while back but his hand was still holding him and Edward was desperate for John to move and just touch him.

He didn’t though, just carried on working him open, slipping in a third finger after a while and making Edward moan. He was burning up, the sheet below him felt damp where he was sticking to it. Edward’s breath was uneven, little pants and whispered curse words falling from his parted lips.He was a hot mess and he never felt so good.

John moved, climbing over to straddle him before leaning down to kiss his lips. Edward hardly kissed him back, just let John do the work as he concentrated on the feel of John’s skin on his.“I love you.” John pulled away to look at him, his eyes bright, alive with something Edward had never seen before. Edward smiled, losing himself in those eyes as John positioned himself. “Ready?” He asked, confusing Edward for a second. He wanted to ask what he was ready for until he snapped back to earth.He looked at John for what seemed like hours, his brain finally waking up. Edward glanced across John’s features, the same face he had looked at all his life. The face he loved more than anything and it all came crashing back to him that John was his twin and this wasn’t right.

“I’m scared,” Edward whispered again, his hands coming up to hold John’s biceps. “What if you’re wrong? What if this is wrong and we regret it?”“We won’t,” John reassured, “because we’re perfect together and we love each other.”“Things will never be the same,” Edward stated, coming to the realisation himself. “What if things change?”John watched him for a second, his eyes flicking over Edward’s face. “Things might change, but for the better,” John said, “because we will be happy and we will always love each other.”Edward nodded, worrying his bottom lip between his teeth. John was right, he wasn’t happy carrying his secret around like a ball and chain and now it was out and John felt the same. This was his chance to be happy, to be with John and be loved.

“Okay,” Edward said firmly. “I’m ready.”“Sure?” John whispered, frowning down at him with concerned eyes.“Yes, I want it.”John leant down and connected their lips, kissing Edward hungrily as he opened his legs while pushing his knees up. Edward braced himself, telling himself to relax and let go.

There was a sudden pain which made Edward loudly whine, his whole body tensing. “Relax,” he heard John whisper, his hand coming up to lightly brush Edward’s hair from his face. “That’s it…” John encouraged, moving into him slowly. Edward sucked in a breath and tried to keep himself relaxed. John started stroking him again, harder this time and Edward was lost between the pleasure and discomfort.“You’re so good,” John whispered, “so good, Edward.”The pleasure of John stroking him soon took over and as John started moving again, Edward thought it didn’t seem so bad. It felt like a strange burn but John was adding more lotion and it seemed easier. “I’m so lucky,” John whispered, “to have you, to be the one who gets you like this.”

John angled his hips and pushed in again, this time, sending sparks through Edward’s body making his whole body jerk as he brushed his g-spot. Edward let out a long, low moan, his back arching off the bed. It felt so good like nothing Edward had ever felt before and he instantly wanted more.“Fuck,” John breathed, “you’re so hot.”Edward tried to answer but all that came out was another long moan, his fingers digging into John’s arms. He opened his eyes to see John looking down at him, just as he hit the spot again, making Edward cry out, louder this time. “I love you,” John told him, “I love everything about you.” His voice was trembling and strained and Edward knew he was just as close as he was. “We’re going to spend the rest of our lives together,” John went on. “And even in fifty years time, you will still amaze me every day and I will still love you as much as I do now-”

One more thrust o John’s hips, one more pump of John’s hand and Edward was coming, shouting loudly and completely losing himself in his climax. John stroked him through it before letting go himself, his hips snapping into Edward, his body trembling and the most beautiful sounds coming from his slack mouth.Edward took a few breaths. His skin was burning and he felt like he was floating. John pulled out, making him wince before flopping down next to him, his ragged breaths filling the air along with Edward’s. Edward’s legs ached and there was a strange throbbing, a dull ache when he moved.

He turned his head to look at John. His eyes were closed, his chest rising and falling quickly. John opened his eyes and looked at him, smiling a small “okay?”Edward nodded, this mind clearing a little. “Are you?” He asked as the worry slowly crept in. He didn’t want John to regret it, to realise what they’ve done and never go near him again.“I’ve never been better.” John turned around so he was facing Edward, his hand reaching out to lightly smooth his hair. “You’re amazing.”“So you keep saying,” Edward laughed, his cheeks turning pink.“Because I mean it. I meant every ting I said. Do you still think it’s wrong?” There was an undertone to John’s voice that made Edward feel sad. He was nervous of what Edward’s answer would be, Edward could see it in his eyes.“No,” Edward told him, turning his body to face John’s. John kissed him again and it felt like their first kiss all over again. Edward could feel the difference in them; they had changed but in the best way possible.

Edward slipped into his bed, fresh from the shower. John watched him from his own bed for a moment before slowly getting up and joining him.Their family went to bed not long after they had returned home. Edward had untangled his body from John’s and got into his bed when he heard the front door open and close. Their parents said goodnight and left them to get showered and ready for bed.Edward got into his bed, unsure if John wanted to sleep alone or not and he was relieved when John moved into his bed with him.“No one will find out,” John whispered, “we have all night. Every night.”Edward mindlessly ran his fingers up and down John’s arm, his other hand tucked under his pillow. John was almost laying the way but the hand that wasn’t under his pillow was resting on Edward’s hip, his index finger stroking over the hem of his boxers.

“I’m so happy I have you,” he said, leaning towards Edward and resting his head on his shoulder. Edward pulled him closer, wrapping both arms around his body and pressing a kiss to the top of his head.“You’ve always got me.” John leant back to look Edward before kissing him. Edward kissed him back and thought back to the church and how he felt that day. It seemed like a million years ago now, like he was a different person altogether.John broke the kiss and looked at him with a wide smile before leaning back down on his shoulder to sleep. Edward gave him a squeeze and thought about all the things John had said that night with a smile. Edward was finally happy and he didn’t care about how wrong it was supposed to be because he loved John and John loved him and he could see now, that’s all he ever needed.

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Prompt: John and Ed become porn stars

Hello, I hope you like it!

It’s not too smutty but there is smut.

It was a rainy day so John and Edward were wearing their big winter coats. John always poked fun of Edward, telling him that he looked like a marshmallow man even though he knew that he looked like one too.They were in the middle of a small argument about this when they were approached by an unfamiliar man.

Edward was pouting, his arms folded and his face turned away from a laughing John. John was poking him in the face and neck, trying to make him laugh when he came up, his hand outstretched.“Hey,” he smiled, his dark tan looking ridiculous in the middle of October. “I was watching you two from over there and-”“That’s creepy,” John said, eyeing the man. He knew he was after something; his false smile and charming aura told John as much.

“Don’t take this the wrong way, but you both have the perfect look for modelling,” he pressed on, “and twins? That’s even better.”“We’ve done modelling,” Edward told him, “we used to be famous.”John flinched at that. used to be.“Really?” The man smiled, “doing modelling?”“What do you want?” John snapped, getting impatient with the whole thing. All he wanted to do was get home.

“Well modelling is okay, but the big money is in adult entertainment,” he said quietly.John looked at Edward with a frown. He wasn’t sure if he fully understood what he had just said, thinking that surely, he wasn’t implying what John thought he was. Edward was still looking at the man, his brow furrowed and his mouth open slightly.“Here,” the man reached out and handed John a card. “Take my card, my name’s Craig and you can give me call or an email. Look at the website and see what you think.”

John shoved the card in his pocket as the man, Craig shook Edward’s hand. “Nice to meet you, what’s your names?” He asked as he took John’s hand.“He’s Edward,” John told him, shaking his hand, “I’m John.”“I hope to speak to you soon John and Edward,” he smiled before stepping away and walking across the street.John watched him get into a car and looked back at Edward. “Adult entertainment?” He smiled, a small laugh following.

Edward laughed too and started walking again, John following in step. “Anyway, you need to apologise for calling me fat.”John rolled his eyes saying, “I didn’t call you fat, I called you a marshmallow.”Edward shot him a look and John rolled his eyes again as he said he was sorry.

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Two days later, John found Craig’s card again. He’d forgotten all about it but just out of curiosity he decided to google his name. The screen filled with links to porn videos but there was also some blog entries so John clicked on them.“What’re you doing?” Edward sat down on the sofa next to him, looking at the laptop screen.“These people,” John said as he read the screen, “they’ve made a lot of money because of that Craig man.”Edward frowned and leant closer to read as well. “We can become famous again!” John smiled, “think about it, we take a few naked shots and get ourselves out there.”“We’ve never done naked before though,” Edward said, his face uncertain. “It’ll be too weird.”John scrolled down to another testimony, another person talking about how it had turned their life around. He had to admit, he was tempted.“Fans were always asking us to get naked, this would fire everyone up again!” John said excitedly. “Let’s just arrange a meeting?”Edward looked between John and the screen before huffing out a breath and saying, “fine, just a meeting.”

•

They arranged to meet Craig in his office the following day. It wasn’t posh or fancy but it was nicer than John had expected. He was polite and cheerful and John wasn’t so defensive this time. He chatted and made small talk, looked through a photo book of other people’s naked shots.“The agency will love you two,” Craig told them as they looked. “Your handsome but sweet looking and identical twins will be a big seller.”John nudged Edward, who actually looked excited by it all.

They agreed to do a test shoot that day with Craig leading them both into a studio. The walls were white and so was the floor with the only things in the room being lights and reflection screens.They got undressed, nervously glancing at each other as they went, waiting for the other one to back out.They didn’t though; John was the first one to take his pants off, his hands coming around to cup himself.Edward followed and Craig called them in front of the camera.

“So, how does this work?” Edward asked, nervously shifting on his feet.“The same as any photo shoot,” Craig smiled, “I googled you guys, saw the modelling you used to do in your pants; just like that.”John looked at Edward. They couldn’t touch each other like that, not while they’re naked.“Ready?” Craig smiled, breaking John’s thought process. He took a deep breath and heard Edward do the same as they both removed their hands.

•

A week later, they were back at the office with Craig, holding a handful I glossy images each. The photos looked good although John couldn’t help feel embarrassed as they looked through, Craig pointing out the best ones.He was nervous but they signed the paperwork for the company to publish them.

The money was good, and a few weeks after the photos were published, they were being contacted by newspapers and various other people wanting interviews. It had paid off, they were back in the public eye and they were loving it.

Craig offered them more work and John was quick to agree. They actually liked it, found it fun and John was wondering why they had turned stuff like this down for all those years.There was never any awkwardness between John and Edward after years of seeing each other naked. They were naturals in front of the camera and it was two months later when Craig called them into his office for a meeting.

“Have you guys ever thought of film?” He asked as they both took a seat.“Film?” Edward frowned, flicking his eyes towards John.“You know? Adult films,” he answered casually. “You’re both so good, I think you can go far!”John didn’t know what to say. He hadn’t been intimate for so long that he didn’t trust anyone, didn’t want to to get intimate with a complete stranger.“Like, together?” Edward asked, making John’s brain pause. He hadn’t thought of that and although it would be weird, the thought of doing things with Edward eased his mind a little.

“Yeah,” Craig said, “everyone wants it. Do you know how many emails we’ve had asking for you two?”Edward smiled at that and John rolled his eyes. Flattery always worked for him.“But isn’t it illegal?” John asked with a frown.Craig smiled and shook his head, “not if we do it right.”

•

The first day of filming, John was a nervous wreck. Craig had told them to start off light, just a bit of kissing and petting in their underwear.“Ready?” Edward mumbled as he sat on the bed that was set up for them. John gave him a reassuring smile, even though he didn’t feel reassured.

Edward slowly moved forward until his lips touched John’s. It didn’t feel strange or fantastic, John thought; it just felt like a kiss.He kissed him back, opening his lips to deepen the kiss as he licked into Edward’s mouth.There was something in the way Edward breathed against his lips that made him push against him, wanting more. It had been so long since John had done this and he needed it.

His hand rested on his Edward’s hip, slowly inching towards his crotch where he palmed him through his pants.Edward huffed out a little moan, his lips going slack and somehow, John wanted more of that noise, more of everything.

The camera man said something that John didn’t catch, but Edward was moving so he was kneeling up on his knees. John followed and their bodies pressed against each other, their lips still connected.John bit down on Edward’s bottom lip, pressing his body against his just as the camera man called a wrap.They pulled apart and Craig was next to them, telling them how well they had done. “You’re naturals at this!” He smiled, “you’re both do well.”

John flicked his eyes towards Edward’s and stood up. He hoped that doing this wouldn’t make it awkward between them but as they walked to the dressing room, Edward chatted happily and John knew nothing had changed.

•

Johns was strangely relaxed on the first time they got fully naked for film. Edward had been told to take off John’s pants and as he pressed two kisses onto his hip bone, John couldn’t help but let out a shuddering moan.He knew what was coming, they had been told what to do to each other but John still felt a bolt of shock run through him as Edward’s lips touched his dick.John didn’t dare look so he kept his eyes screwed shut, his head thrown back and pathetic little whimpers falling from his lips.

He wondered if Edward had done this before because it was better head than John had ever got in the few times he had got it.He forgot about the camera and Craig watching them, forgot that Edward was his brother and let himself get lost in the pleasure.

It was building up, John could feel the tightness, the heat in every nerve in his body. His hips twitched as he chased his orgasm and before he could warn anyone, he was coming.Edward swallowed him down and in the haze of it all, John made a note to ask him where he had got his skill from.

•

John fixed the camera a look as Edward thrust into him from behind. He was crying out, loudly telling Edward to go faster and harder. He made sure to pout and moan and bite his lips as the camera pointed at his face.Edward was moaning too and John was overwhelmed, the pleasure too much but not enough at the same time.“Fuck,” he moaned, “fuck yeah, Edward, yeah…”Edward thrust into him harder, making the bed shake and groan under their weight as John held the headboard for dear life.

He was so hard, he was aching. He needed Edward to touch him, wanted him to stroke him hard and fast.He waited though, waited for Edward to near his climax; that’s when his hand came around, taking a firm hold of John and making his body convulse.Edward stroked him in time with his thrusts until John came, blinding light behind his eyes and body jerking uncontrollably.Edward followed soon after, saying John’s name as he released into him, his hips bucking and his head lolling back.

They both collapsed in a heap on the bed, John wishing he could sleep while Craig congratulated them on their ‘best one yet’.

•

They had never watched themselves before. John had sworn to himself that he wasn’t going to because it would weird and awkward but Edward had wanted to and John couldn’t say no.

He finally agreed and opened the laptop. They had become popular, famous in the adult entertainment and John loved every second of it. He loved to see what old fans said about them, loved to get recognised on the street again and he loved the thought of him and Edward getting people off.A page loaded and Edward pointed to one video, one of their recent ones so John clicked it and waited for it to load.

Edward shifted beside him to get a better view as the video played, their naked bodies on the screen, their moans and heavy breathing filling the room.“I liked this one,” Edward said casually, leaning the side of his face on John’s arm as he watched.

It was strange, John thought. It was like watching two strangers. He wasn’t embarrassed or ashamed; he quite liked it.It felt easy with Edward, he was the one person he trusted, the one person who wouldn’t hurt John or betray his trust. When John thought about it, he was the obvious choice for something like this. They knew each other inside and out, knew when the other one wasn’t comfortable or lacking confidence.

John watched as on screen Edward took hold of John and stroked him firmly, John’s voice loud as he moaned.Edward smiled from beside John and John had the urge to kiss him. He leant down, the laptop almost falling off his lap as his lips connected with Edward’s. Edward kissed back, his hand coming up to cup John’s cheek.John smiled into the kiss, letting the sounds of the film play out as his hand made its way to Edward’s boxers.

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I loved your new fic OMG but I have never read anything so smutty I actually was bright red reading it lol! but it gave me an idea like liam spanks john and ed as an actual punishment B/C if they are gonna act like naught kids he will treat them like naughty kids and at first they hate it it hurts and is SO embarrassing but as time goes on they deliberately try to get in trouble B/C they start to find it hot and have to hide their arousal? sorry if this is gross it's literally filthy lol

Hello lovely anon! PLEASE don’t apologise for smut, nothing is too smutty for me!! 

I’m glad you liked my fic, sorry I made you blush :)

I loved this prompt and was super excited but I’ve had mad brain block recently and really struggled with getting down a single word, so I really hope this is okay and not as rubbish as I think it is….?

I also only made it from John’s POV, because I couldn’t do multiple POVs because I suck at writing!  

I really hope you like it!! There is smut at the end because y’know..

It all happened so fast. One moment Liam was shouting at John to put the box of cereal back and the next, there was cereal all over the floor and Liam’s hand was stinging. John looked like he was about to cry and Liam was horrified. He had to take a second to connect the string of events.He had shouted “if you’re going to behave like a kid, I’ll treat you like one” and he had smacked him.

He opened his mouth to say sorry, to pull him into a hug and ask for forgiveness but then John was crouching down to clean up his mess with a small “sorry Liam.”It had worked. Liam had never seen either of them tidy up a mess without being nagged for hours.

Edward looked personally offended by the whole thing and opened his mouth to speak but Liam was quicker. “Unless you want one too, shut up.” Liam watched Edward’s mouth snap shut and he was suddenly proud that he had found something to actually make them listen.He cleared his throat and walked out of the room, hoping he didn’t hurt John.

•

There was never a discussion about it, it just happened. Whenever John and Edward ‘misbehaved’ they would get spanked by Liam.They both hated it, but Edward seemed to hate it more than John and would do anything in his power to keep it from happening.

John got it a lot more than him. He tried not to, but one thing always lead to another which always ended up with him getting a sore arse. John had to admit to himself that it didn’t actually hurt too much, if at all but it was just the idea of getting spanked. It was embarrassing and belittling and John dreaded it when Liam would give him the look; the look that told John what was about to happen.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to-” John said with wide eyes. Liam had told him ten times not to attempt a cartwheel because he would end up breaking something. Liam had thought his warnings had worked until he left the room and heard the sound of glass breaking followed by a suspicious silence.

He went back in to find John standing in the middle of the room, his cheeks pink and his bottom lip between his teeth. Liam looked at Edward, who was sitting on the sofa, the exact look of worry and guilt on his face.

That’s when Liam’s eyes caught sight of the television. It was laying on the floor and the screen was smashed.Liam had no choice but to act, no matter how much he didn’t want to. Even though John apologised, Liam had warned him so many times so he had to follow through or they will know he was a push over.

Liam pointed at the floor in front of him and stared down at John. He only hesitated for a second before taking the few steps towards Liam. His eyes shifted towards Edward once before he slowly turned around and bent over just a little bit.Liam saw him close his eyes, bracing himself and he considered apologising before he smacked him but he knew that would make him look weak.

John was only wearing a pair of tracksuit bottoms, thinner than the jeans he was usually in, so Liam did it lighter than normal so it wouldn’t hurt him.John went and sat down, his arms crossed and face set. Liam watched him for a moment before pointing at the broken tv and saying “tidy this up,” before leaving him to sulk.

John was still sulking an hour later. He hated this new punishment. It hurt and it was awkward. No one had ever spanked him, not even his mother when they were children. He considered calling Liam out, maybe he could refuse, tell him that he won’t do it. But he liked Liam and they needed him. John didn’t want Liam to quit and he figured that he only wanted the best for them. John knew the way stop it happening again was to be good. It’s not that he meant to upset Liam and misbehave, he was just having fun and that sometimes led to misbehaving.

Edward side eyed him and smirked so John shot him a dirty look. “Don’t even say it,” John pouted, sensing Edward’s oncoming 'I told you so’. Edward had warned him to listen to Liam, told him what would happen and John hated it when he was right.“Did it hurt?” Edward asked instead, leaning towards him to look at his face. He shrugged, his face heating up slightly. John huffed again embarrassed and pissed off by the whole thing.Edward patted him on the shoulder in sympathy and John huffed again.

It was that night that John woke up from a strange dream. He was uncomfortably hard and hot and confused. He couldn’t remember most of the dream once he was awake but did remember getting spanked and the sounds he made as he cried out with each slap to the arse.

He looked over at Edward’s bed and watched him for a few seconds to make sure he was asleep before he wrapped his hand around himself, definitely not thinking about the sound each slap made against his skin in his dream.

The next day John couldn’t shake the strange feeling. He was confused and embarrassed. He didn’t tell Edward nor Liam about his dream but he knew and that was embarrassing enough. He kept away from Liam, even though the man in his dream was faceless, it was Liam that started this mess.

Just when John thought he was back to feeling normal again, Edward got himself in trouble. Liam gave him that look and John shifted in his seat, very aware of the consequence.John tried to avert his eyes as Liam stepped towards Edward but he just couldn’t help looking. John knew he shouldn’t be getting excited about this but as he watched Edward close his eyes and brace himself, he couldn’t stop the bolt of excitement run up his spine.

John was hard, and he knew it was wrong because he was watching someone smack his own brother. It was weird and John knew it. Edward made a small sound, almost a whimper and John shifted positions again, crossing his leg over and placing a cushion in his lap.

Edward flopped down next to him, his arms crossed and brow furrowed. John gave him a small smile, his cheeks turning pink as the embarrassment crept back in. He thought about his dream again and flicked his eyes back to Edward before standing up and trying to look natural and hide his excitement as he left the room.

•

John managed to stay out of Liam’s way for a week. There were no punishments for either of them and John was starting to forget it had ever happened.That was until he playfully pushed Edward, knocking him into the newly organised paperwork Liam has left on the table. Liam looked at John with fire in his eyes and John wondered if the room could hear his heartbeat.

He said John’s name and felt he was suddenly too hot. He could feel his cheeks turn pink and chest tighten. Liam didn’t give John a chance to go to him as he was suddenly in front of him, turning him around by his shoulder and landing a smack against his arse.It was harder than normal and John figured it was his temper but had an effect on him that he couldn’t explain. Liam was saying something but John couldn’t concentrate on anything but the uncomfortable feeling in his tight jeans.

“I can’t believe you, John,” Liam was rambling, “just when I thought you had grown up!”John cleared his throat, trying to keep his voice even as he said a quick “sorry Liam.” He held his hands in front of his crotch, trying not to look suspicious.“This was all our plans, flight information, hotel bookings…” Liam pointed at the floor but John didn’t look. It was over too quick, and he needed more somehow. He looked at the table, to what was left of the pile and before he could stop himself, he was sweeping his arms across the table, taking two glasses of water and a plate with what was left of Edward’s breakfast with it.

Edward’s mouth hung open, his eyes wide. John didn’t dare look at Liam, he felt frozen to the spot, excitement and nerves making him feel light headed. Liam was shouting and there were hands on him again and John almost asked for it, biting back the word 'harder’ as Liam raised his hand.It connected and John thought he whimpered but couldn’t be sure. Liam was telling them to get out, so John did, quickly leaving while trying to hide the fact he was outrageously hard in his jeans.

Edward followed, his voice going over John’s head as he headed for their bedroom. “What’s wrong with you?” Edward asked when their door was shut. John turned his back to him and mumbled a quick, “I need the toilet,” before leaving Edward standing in the middle of the room, confused.

•

John felt dirty but he needed it, couldn’t stop thinking about it and as he watched Liam talking on the phone, he made a plan.He needed to misbehave again, do something to get that contact, to make Liam spank him. He was getting hot just from the thought. It had been two weeks and as much as John tried to distract himself from the feeling, he couldn’t help himself.

John didn’t know what to do. Edward was talking a mile a minute from beside him but John wasn’t listening. His eyes ran over the hotel room, trying to figure out what he could do to make Liam angry, get him to react. Just at that moment, Liam put his phone down right next to the jug of water and John couldn’t contain the smirk on his lips.

He wandered over and picked up the jug, glancing at Liam once more before he dropped it, water soaking Liam’s phone. “John!” The reaction was instant and John held his breath. “What the fuck?”He was rushing over and pulling John around in a blink and John was so ready.

John let out a small whimper as Liam’s hand connected, his jeans muffling the sound of the slap. He wondered what it would sound like if Liam had removed his trousers and pants, pulled them down to his ankles, so John could no longer hide his excitement, showing Edward how dirty he is.

It was over too soon, leaving John wanting more. He was so hard now and he pulled his jumper down as he straightened himself up.Liam had already moved on as he left the room, leaving John in a daze; aroused and breathless.

He had to leave, desperate to sort himself out. Edward said something as John left the room but John didn’t stop, didn’t care what he said as he locked the bathroom door and quickly shoved his jeans to his ankles.He looked at his arse in the mirror, turning his head around to try and see any indication of what had happened. There was no mark though as his jeans protected his skin. John huffed, he wanted a red handprint and just the thought of it made him twitch.

He took hold of himself and let out a slow jittery breath, his eyes falling closed as he imagined the sound of skin slapping skin, his naked arse; offered up as he bent over and the sting.John whimpered at the thought. The sting would be amazing and John thought about how he would feel it for ages afterwards and he would look at the red angry hand mark to go with it.

John was moving fast, his hips bucking into his hand, tiny gasps and small moans the only sounds that could be heard, along with the unmistakable sound of his hand working himself over.

John was on was the edge when there was a knock on the door, making him freeze. “John?” Edward’s voice called, “are you crying? I can hear you crying.”John’s hand slowly moved, not being able to stop himself.“I’m fine-” he answered, his voice strained. John accidentally whimpered again and he knew Edward would’ve heard and would think he was crying still.

He suddenly got an idea. “Ed?” He breathed, taking his hand off himself “come in.” John unlocked the door and pulled Edward inside. Edward let his eyes take the sight in before meeting John’s eyes.John was too worked up to think logically, his brain clouded with arousal. “I need your help,” he puffed, his hand cupping himself again.

This wasn’t the first time they had seen each other like this. They shared a bedroom all their lives and had spent far too much time together to hide away when they needed to sort themselves out, so they freely touched themselves with the other one inches away in the next bed; sometimes even racing each other to see who could climax first.

“What?” Edward asked, his brow furrowed. John shifted on his feet before saying “smack me.” Edward’s face went from confused to shocked and back to confused in a heartbeat but John was turning himself around and bracing his hands on the edge of the sink. “Please?” He breathed.“I can’t hit you, John,” Edward whispered, making John whine in frustration.“Just do it please?”“Okay.” John heard Edward mumble. There was a long stretch where Edward didn’t do anything and John was about to snap at him to do it when he felt his hand on his skin.

It was too light, he was being too careful but John still felt the shock and the tingling on his skin. He closed his eyes and moaned, his voice strained as he said “harder Edward.”Edward’s hand came down again, harder this time and that was it. John cried out, his hand coming down to stroke himself again. There was another sting as Edward’s hand came down again.

John turned to the mirror and craned his neck around again, this time seeing the red handprints on his otherwise unblemished skin. John whined and braced himself against the sink again, snapping at Edward for more, harder and quicker.Edward did as John asked, without hesitation this time, the sound of the slap echoing around the small room along with John’s moans. John pumped himself harder and faster and one more smack and he was coming, harder than he ever had before.

John turned to face Edward with a small “sorry.” He felt guilty now he was in his right mind, he knew he shouldn’t have dragged Edward into this. Edward gave a one-shouldered shrug, his face neutral and John breathed out a laugh. Typical Edward, John thought, he’s just spanked his brother into the most intense orgasm he’d ever had and yet he’s completely unfazed.

John slumped down onto the lid of the toilet to catch his breath, watching Edward look at him, his eyes running over John’s body.“You owe me,” Edward finally said, “you can do me next time.” John gave a half-hearted smile and a nod as Edward turned to leave the room with a smile of his own.

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I wish you would write a fic where... j and e's parents are fine for the weekend so they take the opportunity to do it on every possible surface in the whole house lol

Your wish is my command dear anon!! 

John’s back hit the door behind him, knocking the air out of his lungs. His brain couldn’t process the string of events. one second he was waving to their parents as they drove away, the next, his shirt was balled up in Edward’s fists and he couldn’t quite breathe properly.Edward’s lips were on his neck and John sighed, melting into Edward’s touch. “Thank fuck they’ve gone-” Edward mumbled before licking a stripe from John’s collarbone to his jawline. John just grunted in an answer as he hooked a leg over Edward’s, pulling him flush against him.

“I have an idea…” Edward smirked, meeting John’s eyes and John felt a bolt of excitement run through him. He knew that look, and it always leads to something great. “We have the house to ourselves for the whole weekend.”John grinned because he knew exactly what that meant. They could be as loud as they wanted, no sneaking around and nervously listening out for any sign of someone coming. John loved being home alone with Edward.“Let’s do it here,” Edward smiled as he pushed John’s hands away and stepped back. He started undressing, quickly pulling off his t-shirt and slipping out of his jeans.

“I want to do it up against the front door John,” Edward smirked as he worked on getting John’s jeans down and John quickly stripped his own t-shirt off while he kicked his jeans off. Edward was there as soon as they were both naked, pressing up against him and kissing his lips.John didn’t know what gave Edward this idea and as Edward pulled one of John’s legs around him, he didn’t care. He followed Edward’s lead and jumped up onto him, his back against the front door and his legs wrapped around Edward. Edward’s fingers were digging into the back of his thighs and John knew there will be bruises there later.

Edward was quick to suck two fingers into his mouth, making a show of twirling his tongue around them before pulling them out. John watched a string of saliva connecting between his lips and fingers as he pulled them out his mouth and groaned at the sight.

Edward prepared John quickly, his movements fast and bordering on rough which left John panting and whimpering.Edward pulled out of John and brought his hand up to his face. John watched him spitting in his palm and he needed him to hurry up. The hand that was supporting John’s thigh shifted to rest on his arse and John hoped he wouldn’t fall as he suddenly realised that Edward and door behind him were the only things supporting his weight. The letterbox was digging into John’s skin and he was starting to wonder why this seemed like a good idea but then Edward was entering him and all sensible thought was gone in a haze of fuck yes.

Edward gripped his thighs again and shifted him, pulling him closer as he bucked his hips. “Imagine people walking past-” Edward smirked as John cried out loudly, “imagine the neighbours.” He added and John was suddenly acutely aware that the door was the only thing separating them from the world outside so he bit his lip in an attempt to stay quiet.It doesn’t work though, as Edward picked up a rhythm, his hips snapping up into John, fast and hard, John couldn’t help the noises, couldn’t care about anything else but the feel of Edward fucking him. John could feel himself banging against the door and he could hear the letterbox rattling but it just made it hotter somehow.

“Fuck John,” Edward breathed, his head falling forward to rest on John’s chest, hot puffs of breath making his skin tingle. Edward quickly brought his hand around from where it was kneading the flesh of his arse to stroke John, working fast as he lost control and came. John followed a second later, the sight and sound of Edward climaxing enough to push him over the edge, his back arching and hips twitching.

He could feel himself slipping down the door so quickly unwrapped his leg from around Edward to steady himself. Edward groaned as John got off him and stood up properly. He felt slightly light headed and way too hot but it was a good feeling. Edward flopped forward, pressing his body against John’s while they caught their breaths. John felt sticky and as he cooled down, he could feel his skin sticking to the front door. He pushed Edward off and unstuck himself, his hand coming around to rub the spot where the letterbox was digging into him.“Do you think anyone heard?” John asked as he picked up his and Edward’s clothes. Edward just laughed in response and John felt his cheeks heat up as they headed to the bathroom to shower.

Edward ended up dropping to his knees in the shower, his mouth working John. John wasn’t sure if he would be able to come so soon after the first time but Edward took his time and set a slow pace and although it took longer than usual, John came with his hands pulling at Edward’s hair and a string of ‘I love yous’ falling from his lips.“What’s got into you?” John smiled as they dried off after their shower. Edward gave John a smile before saying, “I just love you.” John laughed and continued getting dressed.

It was after dinner Edward said, “I have an idea,” with a wicked look in his eye.John raised an eyebrow, turning to give Edward his full attention. “Everyone is away for the weekend so that means the house is ours…”He gave John a suggestive look and John gestured for Edward to continue.“We should make it ours.”John looked at him like he had gone crazy but Edward just laughed “Think about it, we have the whole house to do anything we wanted, wherever we wanted.”John caught on to Edward’s way of thinking with a smirk. “We have two days,” Edward said, “and we’ve already done the front door and the shower.”John’s eyes trailed to the kitchen table and he couldn’t hold in his giggle as Edward followed his gaze.

Edward hopped up onto the table and wiggled out of his sleep shorts before throwing them at John, hitting him in the face.  "Come on then,“ he smiled and John quickly stripped off and stepped towards Edward.He placed a kiss to his lips as he held Edward’s thighs and wrapped his legs around him. "You’re a bad influence…” John mumbled as he kissed down his neck and over a shoulder.“I’m just smarter than you,” Edward said, his voice higher than usual. John looked at Edward and sucked two fingers into his mouth.“Just for that, I’m going to go as slow as I can.” John pulled Edward’s legs so only his to half was laying against the table, watching Edward’s face as he pushed his index finger inside of him.He always looked amazing in these times and John carefully studied his face, taking in all the little sounds and changes in his expression.

John kept to his word and prepared Edward slowly, teasing and only just hitting that sweet bundle of nerves. Edward was a mess. He was sweaty and tense, moaning and whimpering and John couldn’t hold off any longer so lined himself up before slowly pushing in.Edward’s back arched, a long loud moan filling the air once John was fully inside. John loved seeing Edward like this and he wished it happened more often. He never had the time to make Edward wait, everything had to be so quick and quiet so John savoured this moment.

Edward laid flat on the table, his legs wrapped around John’s waist as John stood over him. He started moving his hips, not fast but definitely hard. Edward’s arms reached up and over his head as he hooked his fingers over the side of the table just above his head, for support.John took the sight in and moaned. He was so open, obscenely laid out for John to do whatever he pleased with him. His cheeks and chest were pink and his hair was stuck to his face in places, eyes screwed shut and lips wet.

John wasn’t sure he would be able to last much longer so wrapped a hand around him and began stroking him in time with his thrusts.Edward was making so much noise that John briefly worried about the neighbours and what they might hear. He was about to voice his concerns when Edward came, his moans even louder, his hips bucking against John and pushing up into his hand. John watched in awe, all concerns about anything other than Edward lost.He waited for Edward to finish before he began thrusting into him again, chasing his own release for the third time that day. Edward stared up at him, encouraging him by telling him how good he felt and how much he loves him and John was soon coming, everything around him disappearing as he was taken over by the feel of Edward, letting him surround him.

“God Edward that was so…” John breathed once his brain remembered how to form a sentence. Edward just laughed as he slid off the table, leaving a smear behind him. John looked at it and made a mental note to clean it before they used it for eating.“We have so many more places to do,” Edward said as he wiped his stomach clean with his t-shirt.“Tomorrow,” John said, still catching his breath.

'Tomorrow’ actually meant later that night when John got the sudden urge to blow Edward as they watched a film on the sofa. Edward was sitting upright while John was laying on the sofa, his head resting on Edward’s thigh and he was so close, he couldn’t help it as his mind wondered.John always counted himself lucky at Edward’s reluctance to wear clothes, preferring to lounge in just a pair of boxers but he counted himself extra lucky right now as he raised his head to check him out.John bit his lip as his eyes ran over Edward’s crotch before flicking up to his face. His eyes were still on the tv, too engrossed in the film to notice John’s shift.

John slowly leant back down, pressing an open-mouthed kiss to the front of Edward’s boxers, letting his tongue press against the cotton. Edward sucked in a breath and met his eyes as John moved down, pressing another kiss just below the first.Edward lifted his hips as John pulled his shorts off, instantly reconnecting his lips and kissing his shaft once before taking him into his mouth. He swirled his tongue around the head before expertly sinking down.John had this down to a fine art, knowing when to pull back for air and how to stop himself from gagging. He was silently proud of his blowjob skills.

Edward’s fingers threaded through John’s hair as he set a rhythm, bobbing his head faster and swallowing around him as he sunk down. Edward’s fingers pulled at John’s hair, pulling him up and off him. “Wait, I don’t wanna… I wanna… Let me-”John sat up and looked at Edward, his lips tingling and his jaw aching slightly. Edward sat up and pulled on John’s pyjamas, signalling him to take them off. “Stand up-”John did as he was told and stood up, pulling his bottoms off and watching as Edward laid down flat. He pulled John’s hand so John was lowering himself on top of him and he was confused a for second before he realised why he wasn’t facing Edward.

John rested his hands on Edward’s legs and placed his knees just above Edward’s head, turning his head to look at him once before leaning down and sucking him into his mouth again. He sunk down and hummed as Edward did the same to him, the feeling of warmth engulfing him. John set the pace, which Edward matched and John couldn’t help but think this was the dirtiest thing they’d ever done and made a mental note to do it again. In fact, he made a note to it a lot as Edward flicked his tongue against him, making John moan around Edward’s dick.

Edward was the first to come, his hips snapping up into John’s mouth as John swallowed him down. The taste of Edward pushed John over, pulling off of Edward as he cried out while Edward’s mouth sucked him clean.John collapsed on top of Edward, his face pressed against his thigh as he caught his breath, he felt foggy like his brain wouldn’t work.Edward pushed him off, letting him slide to the floor as he sat up and said: “that’s the sofa done.”“I’m worn out,” John said, “you’re wearing me out, Ed.”Edward laughed and John joined in, wondering what tomorrow would bring.

The next morning, John watched Edward as he filled his mouth with a spoonful of cereal. He waited for Edward to see him, his mind running away with the things he wanted them to do. John looked around the living room, his eyes catching sight of the sideboard beside the fireplace. He looked at the all the framed photos and little ornaments that were nicely positioned there and imagined what Edward would look like being fucked up against it.He looked back at Edward who was now looking back at him, his eyes following John’s line of sight and he gave John a sly smile before asking, “What’re you thinking?”“Fucking you up against the side, there,” John answered just before he pulled his t-shirt off. Edward did the same and before John knew it, their lips were crushed together in a mash of teeth and tongue.

John pushed him backwards, guiding him to the fireplace, not taking his lips away from Edward’s. Edward’s lower back hit the edge of sideboard making him bend backwards, bracing himself on his elbows as John forcefully kissed him. He heard a few things fall and felt something land next to his foot, but he couldn’t bring himself to care as he turned Edward over, placing a hand between his shoulder blades to bend him over.Edward knocked off two photo frames as John roughly pulled his bottoms down, smoothing his hand over the expanse of skin.“I don’t need it-” Edward quickly said as John sucked one of his fingers into his mouth, “just go… please John?”

John looked down at him and hesitated. He wasn’t sure if skipping the prep would hurt Edward but he was pushing his arse back against John, needy and wanting and John was desperate so he pulled down his own bottoms and spat in his hand before slicking himself up.Edward let out a long, low moan as John slowly entered him. “Is it okay?” John breathed, trying not to snap his hips forward.“Fuck, yes, John… Just-” Edward whined as John bottomed out, his body pressing back onto John in an attempt to get him to move.John didn’t need too much persuading as he pulled out almost the whole way before pushing back in, quickly. Edward moaned and said some jumbled up words that he didn’t quite catch and John went again.

He set a fast pace which Edward matched, moving his hips back and fourth against John’s. Little ornaments were scatting to the floor and John thought he heard the sound of something smashing, but he didn’t care about anything else but fucking Edward, feeling him and hearing his pornstar esque moans.John pulled Edward’s shoulders, pulling him upright so they were both standing as John fucked into him, making everything so much tighter and closer.Edward leant his head back against John’s shoulder and John could just about reach his lips with his own, wet and hot.

Edward pulled away, making John slip out of him with a whimper. John watched him kneel in the armchair, turning around to look back at him expectantly. John didn’t waste any time in following him and lining himself up again. “Fuck…” Edward hissed as John pushed in, no hesitation this time. Edward met John’s thrusts again, making the chair rock slightly as they moved.

“You’re so perfect,” John whispered, “so fucking perfect.” Edward keened, his back arching and his head thrown back. John had the sudden panic that he was going to come on the fabric of the chair and quickly pulled out, making Edward whine.“We can’t clean the chair!” John said as Edward shot a desperate look over his shoulder.“Let’s swap,” Edward said as he sat around, tapping his thighs for John to sit on his lap. John smirked before straddling him, reaching around to line him up before sinking down.

The stretch was almost too much without prep but John was too turned on to really notice. Edward watched his face closely as John used his knees to push himself up before lowering himself down on him again.Edward’s hands came to rest on John’s thighs as John bounced himself on Edward. He felt like he couldn’t breathe properly, his breaths coming in short puffs and he could feel how sticky he was.“Edward-” John whined, hoping he would understand what he couldn’t voice. John closed his eyes as Edward wrapped his hand around him making John whine.

John bucked up into Edward’s hand as he rode him and it was all too much as John came with a loud wail, his muscles tense and body twitching. John heard Edward following, felt him come as he rode out his own orgasm, breathless and boneless.John rested his forehead on Edward’s shoulder as he stilled his body, too sensitive to move. Edward’s hand came up to rest on the back of his head as he rested his head against John’s. They stayed wrapped up for a while, just breathing each other in until John got sore.

He stood up over Edward, slowly untangling their bodies and stretching his muscles. He ached like he had been working out and he knew that he needed to shower. He reached a hand out to pull Edward up before leading him to the bathroom.

“That’s the living room done,” Edward commented as he washed John’s chest. “That’s it, we have done the bathroom, kitchen, front door and of corse, we always do it in our room anyway.”John closed his eyes and enjoyed the hot water and Edward’s hands. He tilted his head back to wet his hair when the idea struck him. “There’s still one room.”He opened his eyes to watch it dawn on Edward, his eyes wide as he shook his head. “We can’t, too weird.”John smirked at Edward and turned around to shut the water off, pulling Edward after him as he got out and headed for their parents’ room.

There was a chair by the bay window that John headed for, deciding that the bed was in fact, too weird.  Edward followed, looking uncertain but John kissed him, slow and deep and he felt Edward relax against him.“What do you wanna do?” Edward whispered as they separated. John hadn’t thought that far ahead and shrugged. He was still aching from earlier and knew Edward would be too so he figured sex was out the question.

John’s eyes flicked to Edward’s as he got an idea, excitement bubbling in his chest. “Turn around and hold the chair, like earlier,” John told him, rushing his words. Edward looked unsure but John whispered “trust me” and Edward gave a short nod before following John’s instruction.John took a moment to admire Edward’s body. His perfect shape, his perfect skin and his perfect self. John smiled to himself, thinking about how lucky he was to have Edward, to be the one that gets him like this.“Open your legs,” John’s gently said, watching as Edward did. The sight was quite something; Edward’s open knees on the seat of the chair, opening himself up for John, his back was arched with his hands holding the headrest. He looked almost too dirty.

John lowered himself onto his knees facing Edward and wondered how he was going to do this. Neither of them had ever attempted it and John felt nervous. He wanted it to be good and hoped Edward wouldn’t freak out as he placed a hand on each of Edward’s cheeks, using them to spread him open.“John, what’re you-” Edward went to turn around but John quickly dived forward to stop him, cutting his sentence short. He pressed a kiss to Edward’s entrance before opening his lips. He heard Edward gasp from above him and felt the ring of muscles flex and relax against his lips.John slipped his tongue out, licking a broad stripe up the crease of his arse and Edward made a small whimpering sound, pushing against his face slightly. John was relieved that he at least liked it, and hoped he was doing it right as he dipped his tongue inside.

Edward moaned and John wished he could see him. He couldn’t see anything though, just Edward’s fair skin as flicked his tongue against his hole.“Oh my god,” Edward whimpered, “Oh God, John… That’s so…” John couldn’t help the smirk on his lips at Edward’s loss of control so quickly. John closed his mouth around his hole before sucking, dipping his tongue back inside and moving it around in small circles. Edward cried out and John worried he was actually crying for a second before he spoke again. “Yes John, yes, yes, yes…” He chanted, his voice barely a whisper. John repeated his movements and took hold of himself, desperate for touch.

Edward was panting and chanting a mixture of John’s name and 'yes’ so John dipped deeper, his teeth catching Edward’s skin and he was suddenly coming, untouched. John leant back and marvelled at him, as he stroked himself faster, licking his lips to taste Edward and bringing himself to release.

When John opened his eyes, Edward was sitting around in the chair, his breathing heavy and face flushed. He gave John a lazy smile which John returned before checking the carpet for any mess. “We’re definitely doing that again,” Edward said as he stood up, reaching out to help John to his feet.Edward turned to face John with a smile. “I really do love… Mum!” Edward’s face and voice suddenly changed as he looked out the window and John was so confused. “You love mum? What?”

Edward gave him a look that told John he was stupid as he said, “they’re home,” while pointing at the window. John panicked and quickly checked the chair for any signs of what had happened there as Edward ran from the room.The chair was plastic so any come was easily wiped away with John’s hand before he ran into his own room, sucking his fingers clean.Edward was cleaned up and half dressed when John got there, just as the front door opened and shut. Edward pressed a hard kiss to John’s lips before he ran out of their room. John heard him greet their parents as he wiped himself clean and started to dress.

By the time John got downstairs, the story of why they were early had already been told and their mum was telling them that they shouldn’t have slept in so late. John smiled his greeting as he entered the kitchen, his eyes landing on the table where his parents were sat.“Please tell me you cleaned that?” John whispered as he stood next to Edward. He just looked back at John with wide eyes and John cringed.“I just want a comfy seat,” their mum said as she got to her feet.“Go and sit, I’ll make a cup of tea,” John said, wanting them away from the table.

“We only just has time to do every room,” Edward grinned, once their parents were out the room, offering John a high-five.“Boys!” John froze, his hand never making it to Edward’s. “What’s happened to all my pictures and ornaments?” Their mother shouted from the front room. John’s heart stopped for a second as he remembered the mess.“What have you been doing? There’s mess everywhere!”

John looked at Edward and they both burst out laughing.

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Loved your new fic so much that it prompted this idea: john and edward and Liam play a game of truth or dare that goes from innocent to embarrassing to sexy lol

Hello! I’m so sorry this took so damn long! I hope you like it :)

“Just put it in your mouth-” Edward snapped, impatiently. Liam flicked his eyes at John who was waiting, holding it for Liam.Liam opened his mouth before snapping it shut again. “I can’t, it’s too big,” he said, looking up at John again.“Don’t be a baby. Just put it in your mouth and do it.” Edward rolled his eyes, “I’ve done it and survived.”

Liam nodded again, wishing he never agreed to play a game of truth and dare. He knew they would make him do something horrible. He opened his mouth and closed his eyes, leaning towards John. He felt it touch his lip and heard John giggle as Liam closed his mouth around it.

Liam took a deep breath and bit into it, chilli seeds instantly burning his mouth. John held the stalk in his hand and giggled as Liam gagged. “It’s so hot!” Liam spat the half chewed chilli into his hand as Edward passed him a glass of milk. He narrowed his eyes at them as he gulped his milk, hoping it would cool his mouth.

John and Edward were laughing hysterically at Liam’s discomfort and he silently cursed them. This was his first dare as his other two goes were a truth. John had asked if Liam if he had ever been in trouble with the police, to which he answered that no, of corse he hadn’t. Edward asked the next question, which took Liam back slightly, asking if he had ever been intimate with another man. Liam hesitated before shrugging and giving a vague “I’ve dabbled,” with a laugh, getting two shocked faces looking up at him from the floor, where they both sat.

The next time, Liam chose dare and that’s how he ended up almost eating a whole chilli.“Okay our turn,” Edward smiled, once Liam’s mouth felt almost normal again.“Truth.” John jumped in, “because you’ll make us do something horrible as payback.” Liam looked between them for a moment, his brain going over the many questions he wanted them to answer. One in particular stuck out and Liam wasn’t sure if he should ask it. He thought about his Edward had asked him about his own sex life and wondered if they would get offended if he was to ask about their sex life.

“Have you two ever been intimate?” Liam burst out, “Like, together?” He added meeting their eyes. There was a second where Liam thought that maybe he had got it all wrong and no, they were close because they were twins and now Liam has lost their trust and friendship.“What do you think?” John asked, a smirk on his face. Edward smirked too and raised an eyebrow at Liam.Liam gave a shrug, unsure of how to answer. He didn’t want to offend them either way so left it a that.

“Yes,” was all John answered before Edward added, “your turn Liam!” With a wide smile. Liam stared back at them, his brain trying to catch up. Did they just admit it?

“Wait,” Liam said, “have you guys just experimented or are you like,  together?”“It’s not your turn to ask questions, Liam,” John smirked, “truth or dare?”“Truth,” Liam quickly said, wanting his go out of the way fast so he can ask more about their admission. John looked thoughtful for a second before Edward cut in and asked: “When was the last time you touched yourself?”

“Today. This morning,” Liam answered, watching them grin back at him in amusement. “Okay, so are you-”“You didn’t say truth or dare,” John interrupted. Liam rolled his eyes and snapped a quick “truth or dare?”“Dare,” they both said in unison, making Liam want to throw something at them.“Fine, I dare you to tell me-”“That’s cheating,” Edward cut in, his face flat.“Yeah, that’s the whole point of truth Liam, to get someone to tell you something, dare is different,” John added, one eyebrow perfectly arched.

Liam narrowed his eyes at them. They were little shits and for the millionth time, he wished he had never got into this game. He didn’t even know why he was so bothered by it, he had suspected they were together since he first met them and he really didn’t care, he didn’t feel any different about them.But for some reason, Liam itched to know more. He wanted to know the dynamic and how it started and how long it had been going on for. He wanted to know everything and maybe, he figured, it was the appeal of twins. They weren’t bad looking, in fact, they were great looking and Liam supposed it had a sexiness to it; the thought of them together.

“Fine-” Liam finally said, “I dare you to…” Liam ran over the possibilities in his head. Kiss? Touch? No, he sounded purvey. He couldn’t ask them to do that, no matter how much he wanted to see it.His eyes landed on an eyeliner pencil that was lying on the table. “Draw animal faces on each other,” he said as he threw them the make-up.John caught it, his brow furrowed, looking slightly confused like he was expecting something else. Edward, on the other hand, looked delighted and happily took the pencil from John’s hand and went about drawing whiskers on John’s cheeks.

John ended up being a cat, complete with a perfect cat eye flick and Edward was a bunny when they had finished and Liam couldn’t help but laugh at them.“Truth or dare?” John asked, his eyes meeting Liam’s.“Dare,” Liam decided, not trusting the kind of questions they had been asking.“Take off an item of clothing,” Edward jumped in with mischievous eyes. Liam looked at them both and laughed. He knew exactly the kind of game this was turning into now, no matter how sweet they come across.

He thought about slipping off a sock, just to get them back for not answering Liam’s questions but the excitement got the better of him and he ended up pulling off his t-shirt and throwing it to the side. “Truth or dare?” Liam asked straight away.“Dare,” Edward said, looking over Liam’s body before meeting his eyes. Liam could see the slightest hint of pink to his cheeks.“Kiss,” Liam said without hesitation. He was going to play them at their game, if they wanted to push it, Liam was too.

John smiled then, like that was what he was expecting all along. Without thought, Edward wrapped a hand around the back of John’s neck and pulled him into a hard kiss. Liam watched them kiss, watched their mouths as they moved against each others. Edward’s hand held John’s neck as John’s hand came to rest on the top of Edward’s thigh.Liam bit his lip, watching as the kiss deepened, Edward’s whiskers smudging over his cheeks. They looked so natural like it was a normal occurrence and Liam wondered how often they did this and how far they took it. He knew he was a little too into this and wasn’t sure if he was disappointed or pleased when they pulled apart.

Edward licked his bottom lip as he looked back at Liam, his whiskers smeared on one side. Liam stared back, transfixed. He didn’t know what to say but John saved him the worry as he said “truth or dare?”“Truth,” Liam mumbled, trying to keep himself from looking flustered.

“Have you ever thought about us in a sexual way?” John asked, his face completely evil, regardless of the cat whiskers.Liam shifted in his seat and answered a quick “no,” while looking down at the carpet. He heard one of them laugh and mumble a “liar.”Liam looked up to two smirks and tried to keep the guilt from his face. Liam hated lying, everyone could tell when he wasn’t being truthful because he always looked so guilty. This was no different and he could feel himself blushing under their stare.

“Dare,” Edward said, his voice low. Liam looked at them both before saying “take off your clothes.” They exchanged a look before hurriedly getting up and pulling off various items of clothing. Liam watched the mess of jumpers, t-shirts and jeans being thrown everywhere before they were both in front of him wearing nothing but their pants. Liam’s eyes dragged down their bodies before they sat back down.

“Dare,” John said again, his eyes piercing Liam’s. Liam bit his lip as he considered his next dare, completely forgiving that it was actually his turn. John’s hand came to rest on Edward’s thigh as they waited, looking up at him with their ridiculous animal faces. “Kiss somewhere on his body,” Liam mumbled, unsure who he was even directing the question at.It was Edward who took the question as he sat up and leant towards John. John leant back on his hands, spreading his legs out in front of him and crossing his ankles. Liam watched Edward shuffle towards him, bracing his hands either side of John’s hip as he pressed a kiss just above his bellybutton.Liam bit his lip harder as Edward opened his mouth against the skin and pressed his tongue against John’s stomach. John lolled his head back, little pants of breath coming from his parted lips as Edward kissed him hungrily and nibbled at the spot.Liam was turned on and getting hard from the sight. He wasn’t sure if he wanted Edward to stop or to go further. He was desperate to see more, for Edward to kiss his way further down.

Edward pulled back and revealed a red bruise on John’s skin where he had given him a love bite and Liam was suddenly desperate to press his lips to that exact spot.“Dare,” Edward said, his voice too loud in the quiet room. Liam looked dumbly at them, his mind fuzzy and only focusing on the tightness of his jeans.“More-” was all Liam could mumble and Edward didn’t hesitate to climb onto John, straddling his legs as he dipped his head again, kissing a spot underneath his belly button.

John made a small noise and Liam flicked his eyes up to his face. He was flushed, his bottom lip was between his teeth, eyes closed his and whiskers had started to smear. He looked unbelievably hot and as Liam looked back down to Edward, he thought the same about him.He was biting and licking John’s skin, moving lower and lower and leaving little eyeliner smears behind. Edward’s lips were kissing around the waistband of John’s pants when John spoke. “Liam-” John’s voice was low and breathless, his eyes were still closed. “Truth or dare?”“Dare-” Liam whispered without thinking about it, his eyes fixed on Edward’s mouth.“Touch yourself-” Edward mumbled as he pulled back to slip John’s pants down his thighs. Edward wrapped his lips around John and Liam didn’t waste any time in unzipping his jeans and shimmying them down his legs. He took hold of himself as John cried out, his hands threading through Edward’s hair.

Edward’s mouth expertly worked John as he sunk down, this throat contracting around him. Liam whimpered, unsure of how long he could last. He was close already and wanted nothing more but to come while wanting it to last as long as possible.“Edward…” John breathed, his muscles twitching, fingers tightening in Edward’s hair. “Fuck, Edward-”

Liam sped his movements up, his eyes glued to the two of them in front of him. John was gently lifting his hips towards Edward, his eyes opening to watch him. Liam could see that John was close and moaned as he stroked himself.John was groaning and crying out before he suddenly came, bucking up into Edward’s mouth as he swallowed around him.

He watched Edward lick John clean before Liam came, letting out a long groan as white hot heat took over his body.When Liam opened his eyes, Edward was leisurely kissing John, their lips slowly moving against each other’s, open mouthed and hot. It was almost like they had forgotten Liam was even there until Edward turned to him with a smile.

Liam didn’t know how to feel. He felt a bit awkward but he felt too good to think about anything other than what had just happened. He felt a nice warmth wash over him as he lazily smiled back.“You didn’t answer my question,” Liam said, pulling up his pants and watching Edward stand up, allowing John to move. “Are you two like, together?”

Edward reached his hand out to help John to feet as they both laughed. Liam noticed that Edward was hard in his pants, being the only one not to come.“Well…” John met Liam’s eyes with a smirk. Liam recognised the look from earlier in the game and he knew he wasn’t going to get an answer.“You’ll have to wait ‘til next time we play truth and dare to ask us!” John finished with a bright smile and with that, they were both gone.

Liam heard the faint sound of the bathroom door closing and locking as he sat back on the sofa and smiled to himself. He couldn’t wait to play another game.

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OMG I just received the greatest prompts! I'm excited!

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Sorry if the smuttiest thing I can think of is too dirty lol but liam and j and e role play teacher student with them in their suits and ties

I think I may have made this a lot smuttier than I intended…. But enjoy!! No smut is ever too smutty for me!! 

John picked up on the sudden shift in the mood as soon as it happened. Of course, he and Edward had always been a thing and of corse, they’ve had sex. they started experimenting years ago when their hormones were running wild and it was just so easy between the two of them. Liam, he was a different thing. It was new. They’ve only ever done things with Liam a few times and John could see the effect they had on him, could feel it in the air around him. Just like now. John felt Liam’s eyes on him and when he looked, sure enough, Liam’s eyes were all over them. John smirked and caught Edward’s eye, but Edward was too focused on pouring some juice to notice or care. John looked down Edward’s body to see if there was anything unusually sexy about their outfits. He always found Edward sexy, that went without saying but John couldn’t see an obvious reason to why Liam’s eyes were burning into them. They were dressed in grey suits, paired with white shirts and red ties, which they were asked to wear for an interview later that afternoon. Edward caught John looking and gave him a smirk before his eyes shifted towards Liam and bingo; Edward had caught on to the situation. “Okay, Liam?” Edward smiled, his tongue slipping out to wet his bottom lip. John didn’t know if he had done that on purpose but he was sure that he saw Liam’s breath hitch. “You’ve got a few hours yet, why are you already dressed?” Liam asked, his eyes flicking back and forth between the two of them. “You look like school boys-” he grinned and John was just about to protest that no, they didn’t because they were men but Edward cut him off. “Wanna be our teacher?” He grinned, “you can punish us if we're bad boys/.”John’s eyes widened as he stared at Edward. He could hardly believe the words were coming from Edward, sweet and innocent Edward. Liam shifted in his seat and John was suddenly very behind on the new situation. By the time his brain caught up, Liam was stepping towards them and saying, “as long as you call me sir.”John met his eyes and smirked. He was very interested in where this was heading. “Yes sir,” he heard Edward breathe from beside him and fuck, John wanted this. Liam was suddenly walking away and it took John a second before he realised he was going to their bedroom. John grabbed Edward’s hand as pulled him as they followed Liam inside. “Sit down.” Liam snapped, pointing at the small sofa in the room. Edward raised and eyebrow at John before pulling him down so they were sitting next to each other while Liam stood in front of them, looming over them both. “Today’s lesson,” he smirked, “will be sex education.” John was getting hard already and wondered exactly what was going to happen here. He and Edward hadn’t ever done anything like this so it was all new but he liked it. He liked the apprehension and the unknown. “Edward, you can help.” Liam said, pulling Edward up by his tie. Edward was hard, John could see through his slacks and his cheeks were pink. Liam stood Edward up beside him and just out of reach from John. “Undo your trousers,” Liam said, his voice commanding. “Yes sir,” Edward mumbled as his fingers worked the button and the zip of his trousers, letting them fall around his ankles. John’s eyes shot down to Edward’s black pants and he desperately wanted to touch himself at the sight. But he didn’t. He stayed still and waited. “I’ll teach you about your body,” Liam said, his voice low as his hand slowly and gently ran down the length of Edward’s tie. John watched his movements, almost hypnotised by his hand as it cupped the front of Edward’s pants. “Don’t make a sound, if you do…” Liam leant closer, so his mouth was over Edward’s ear, “you get punished.” He met John’s eyes then and John bit his lip, his breath speeding up. “Yes sir,” Edward breathed, his hands clenched at his sides. Liam slipped his hand inside of Edward’s pants and grunted and fuck, John needed to be touched. “We’re going to teach John how to come,” Liam whispered and Edward nodded quickly, his breathing heavy and ragged. Liam started moving his hand and Edward gasped, desperately biting his lip to stay silent and John secretly hoped he wouldn’t so he could see him get punished. It didn’t take long for Edward to let out a moan, his head thrown back and his pink lips parted. “You naughty boy/ Edward-” Liam snapped, taking his hand away and quickly pulling down his damp pants. John’s eyes were fixed on them, watching intently as Liam bent Edward over the dresser, his hand quickly coming down against his arse, making him cry out loudly. John’s hand rested over his erection, pressing firmly as he watched Liam do it again to the other side, a red hand mark appearing on Edward’s fair skin. “You’re such a bad boy, and bad boys need punishing,” Liam said and John couldn’t help it, he had to rub himself through his trousers, whimpering at the contact. Liam turned to look at him, his eyes narrow. “Stay there,” he snapped at Edward before turning to John. “What do you think you’re doing? Did I say you could do that?”John shook his head, the words sticking in his throat. “What? I can’t hear,” Liam said and John shook his head again, this time mumbling a “no sir.”“Beside your brother, bend over,” Liam ordered and John was there in an instant, bending over the dresser next to a very flushed looking Edward. He noticed Edward was grinding up against the dresser slowly and wanted to help him out, but Liam was soon behind him, pulling his pants and trousers down like Edward’s. John held his breath, waiting for Liam’s hand. He heard the sound of skin slapping skin and looked in the mirror in front of his face to see Liam had spanked Edward again, Edward moaning long and loud. John whimpered and Liam’s hand came down hard on his skin, making him shout out. The sting was intense but it felt good and as it faded, John instantly wanted more. “You’re naughty boys-” Liam snapped, running a gentle hand over Edward’s red skin as his other ham pulled the lube out of the dresser. John wondered what it must look like from Liam’s point of view; the two of them bend over like this. Liam’s hand snapped him out of his thoughts and the sting was back, hot and tingling on John’s skin. He moaned and pushed his hips forward, rubbing against the dresser as Liam slipped two fingers inside of him, his other hand doing the same to Edward. They were both moaning loudly as Liam stretched them and John whimpered out a small plea, saying “please sir?” His voice shaky and weak. Liam complied and slicked himself up before entering him, his other hand still working Edward open. John cried out and pushed back against him, earning another slap. He pulled out and John watched him step behind Edward before pushing into him. Edward’s mouth hung open, his brow furrowed and he was moaning obscenely. Liam started fucking him fast and hard, and John briefly worried they were going to break the dresser. “What do you say?” Liam snapped and Edward was the first to answer with a loud “sorry sir!” Liam reached down and stroked Edward, letting him come as a reward. John watched him, watched his face screw up as the most wonderful sounds fell from his lips. “Good, go and sit down,” Liam told him and John watched him pull out, as Edward stood up, his lips bitten and red. “John?”“No.” John challenged, meeting his eyes in the mirror. “What?” Liam frowned, his face set and John smirked before saying “no.” Liam’s hand came down again and John cried out, his hands gripping the edge of his dresser. He could hear Edward whimpering and guessed that he was touching himself and John wanted more. Another slap and John could feel the tightening in his stomach and the heat all over his body. “Edward!” John jumped at Liam’s sudden loud voice and before John could understand what was happening Edward was behind him and meeting his eyes in the mirror. “Be a good boy and teach him a lesson,” Liam said and John saw Edward raise his hand before he felt the sting again and Edward only got to do it once more before John was coming, untouched. “Fuck-” he heard Edward gasp before everything was plunged into darkness as his climax took over his body. “On your knees,” Liam ordered once John had come down. He did as he was told as did Edward and he readied himself for giving Liam a blowjob. “Open your mouths-” Liam snapped and Edward did, sticking his tongue out so John did the same, thinking that Edward knew something he didn’t. Liam started roughly stroking himself and it was suddenly clear to John so he closed his eyes and waited. Liam was moaning and swearing and it wasn’t long before he came over them. John felt it on his face and tongue and licked his lips, opening his eyes to see Edward doing the same and fuck. Edward smirked at him as he ran his tongue over his messy lips and John couldn’t help but press a messy kiss to his lips. Liam smiled at them before flopping down on the bed, out of breath. “Fucking hell guys,” he breathed, “don’t wear those suits anymore, I can’t handle it.” John and Edward laughed as they lay down either side of Liam. John smiled and looked at Liam before saying “Oh, we’ll be wearing these suits again… sir.”

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I love your fics with Liam they're amazing! I was thinking a sequel to the one where they have a threesome with Liam waking up with horrible guilt because he knows are young and naive/innocent the boys are and he can't help but think that he should have been the responsible one and turned them down so he cuddles with them and talks to them and they just have a really open discussion about sex with blushes at them innocently asking about filthy things (+optional smut Liam gets turned on by it)

Hello!! Thank you sweet anon, I hope you like this!! I added smut because, that’s just what I do, I just can’t resist!!

Liam gently woke up, his eyes flickering open as he stretched his body and woke up his muscles. His leg brushed up against another person and as he moved, there was another person on the other side of him.

Shit.

As sleep left him, the realisation of what he had done struck him and he opened his eyes to see one-half of Jedward peacefully sleeping next to him. He wasn’t sure which one it was due to the sleep clinging to his eyes but holy shit.

A sudden wave of nausea hit him like it always did when he felt anxious. He felt guilty and terrible because they had trusted him and he should’ve known better and should have told them no.

The body behind him was stirring and before Liam could move, an arm was slung around him and he was pressed up close, body warmth spreading down the whole length of Liam’s body. It felt nice actually, to be nestled down between the two of them. They were naturally very cuddly and warm people and Liam took a moment to just relax, a sense of calm washing over him.

He felt cocooned in warmth and something he could only describe as sweetness.Which made him feel even worse, guiltier. They’re so sweet and innocent; although Liam supposed, judging by last night, they weren’t that innocent but there was still an air of innocence to them that he felt he had taken advantage of.

The one in front of him peeked an eye open before blinking the sleep away as he slowly woke up. He looked straight at Liam and Liam held his breath, waiting for the reaction. But there wasn’t one, all he did was smile sleepily and turn onto his back with a yawn. Liam soon realised it was John as his eyes focused on his sleepy face. “Okay?” Liam whispered because he didn’t know what else to do. John just nodded before leaning over Liam and nudging Edward awake. Liam smiled despite himself, the thought that one couldn’t be awake without the other. When one was up, the other had to be too. It was sweet.

Edward stirred and shifted, his body pressing further into Liam’s and Liam wanted to let himself close his eyes and enjoy the feeling but he felt a bolt of panic shot through him and shuffled away. He knelt at the bottom of the bed, covering himself with the quilt and looking at the twins. John was watching Edward while he stretched, arms reaching out above his head and long body sprawled out, and fuck they were not shy as Edward made no move to cover his nakedness. Liam averted his eyes but then Edward made a noise, a kind of groan as he stretched and fuck.

“I’m sorry,” Liam quickly said, looking at John, who was at least covered from the waist down.“For what?” John snapped his eyes towards Liam and he could see how hard it was for him to look at anything but Edward and there was that guilt again.“Oh no,” Edward whined, “did you book us for something today? I thought it was a day off.”Liam shook his head, chancing another look at him. He was laying on his back, one leg bent at the knee, the other flat out in front of him and Liam couldn’t help it as his eyes dragged down the length of his body.

He suddenly realised that it was his bad knee that was bent, something Edward did to relieve the pressure when it ached and there was the worry. Was it hurting? Had he hurt Edward last night? “Is your knee okay?” He suddenly asked, making John look at Edward, face full of concern. Edward frowned, his eyes flicking between the both of them and nodded before asking, “what the hell is wrong with you?”

“Last night…” Liam mumbled, “I’m sorry, I should never have…” He couldn’t get his words out, couldn’t say it out loud. “You two, there’s so much love there and you need to keep that between you two, not for people like me who can’t say no.” Liam’s voice was stern, like this was some big life lesson, like the time he taught them how to turn on the bloody fridge and he wanted to slap himself because who was he to give them a telling off? they should be telling him off.

“What?” Edward sat up, the movement pulling the quilt from John and Liam wanted to scream because they weren’t helping. “We came looking for you, you didn’t trick us into bed.”“Liam-” John said but all Liam heard was the way he had moaned his name the previous night and he decided he needed to get as far away as possible because they had an effect on him that he couldn’t help.

Liam stood up and quickly pulled on his boxers that were thrown on the floor. “What’s wrong?” John asked, with a worried frown and Liam felt even more guilt. He didn’t want them to think they had done something wrong or that he regretted it because of them. Liam regretted it because of himself because he should have listened to his brain instead of his dick.“You’re my friends and I should never have said yes.” Liam answered, “it’s taking advantage.”“How?” John asked and Liam really wished that they would cover up. “It was our decision.”“You two can hardly decide on what to have for dinner most days, let alone making decisions like last night!” Liam snapped. He usually would have laughed at his remark but he couldn’t bring himself to.

“Sorry.” Edward said then, looking sad “it’s our fault and now you feel bad.”“No,” Liam hushed, taking a step towards him and putting a hand on his shoulder, “it’s not your fault. I should’ve been a grown up about it.”“We’re adults Liam.” John snapped and it occurred to him that maybe they did know exactly what they were doing. They were right, they came after him, they instigated it.

John got up and stepped towards Liam, pulling him back towards the bed and mumbling “just a lay-in, nothing else,” and Liam couldn’t resist the warmth and the comfort of being snuggled up with them.Edward was quick to reposition himself back to where he previously was, his body pressed down the length of Liam’s and eyes closed. Liam wondered why John didn’t mind this because if Edward was Liam’s, he wouldn’t let anyone within a mile of him, let alone this.“What did you mean when you said we need to keep it between us and not for people who can’t say no?” John asked as he climbed in on Liam’s other side. This made Edward lean back, looking at Liam with his big eyes that made Liam want to run again.

“You can’t just be asking anyone to bed with you, sex is just for the people you love.” Liam could feel his cheeks heating up as he spoke but John just looked even more confused.“But you have sex and you’re not in a relationship,” Edward spoke what John looked like he was thinking. Liam shifted and nodded, “Yeah but that’s different.” Liam said, “if I had what you did, I wouldn’t share it.”

“But you were only helping us,” John added with a shrug like it was no big deal and Liam rolled his eyes.“Yeah but we still went to bed, it was still wrong.”“Because we’re brothers?” Edward frowned, sitting up to fully listen.“No, well yeah, actually no not really; it’s different for you two, kinda expected.”John looked a little offended at that while Edward looked strangely pleased, almost proud. “What I’m trying to say is that I shouldn’t have been here. I helped in the wrong way.”

There was a stretch of silence and Liam actually started to relax and just when he thought he could doze off, John spoke. “Like, does it work the other way ‘round?” He asked with a frown “say if I wanted Edward to fuck me, do I have to be on all fours or will it work on my back?”Liam gave him an incredulous look which went straight over John’s head so he answered the question. “Yes it will work, same rules apply,” Liam said shortly, trying his best to keep the mental images at bay.Edward gave John a smile that conjured up all the thoughts he was avoiding and fuck, what was the matter with him?

“How about on top?” Edward asked suddenly, leaning forward to look around Liam at John. “Like, riding,” he added with a smile while raising an eyebrow.“So deep,” John marvelled, leaning forward to meet Edward’s wicked eyes. Liam huffed out a frustrated breath which got their attention, both of them looking at him with that same little smirk. “You okay Liam?” John asked and he honestly didn’t know what to say.“Liam?” Edward snapped his fingers in front of his face and Liam nodded, not daring to speak. He couldn’t trust his voice to come out even and controlled.

John started talking again but Liam wasn’t listening to what he saying, his brain too busy with the images from last night. The funny thing was, they even didn’t aim to be sexy and Liam didn’t know how they did it. But they did.He was getting hard again and he thought about leaving but knew he couldn’t get up, the quilt was the only thing keeping them from seeing. Edward was laughing now, his face breaking into a big grin and Liam smiled too, trying to make out like he was listening but all he think about was what he wanted that mouth to do to him.

Liam didn’t quite know who’s, or what led up to this moment but there was suddenly a pair of lips pressed against his, firm and warm. Judging by the breathy giggles against his lips, Liam guessed it was Edward and it took him few seconds to react.His brain battled with the situation while his dick was certain that he wanted this and gave him the go ahead to kiss him back, so like always, Liam followed instructions from the wrong part of his body.John was next to move, his lips joining Edward’s. Liam had never had a three-way song before and he wondered how he had lived his life without it because fuck it felt good.There were lips and tongues and Liam could feel them kissing each other and there was no denying that he was hard now.

“Show us,” someone mumbled, breath ticking Liam’s wet lips.  "Just like last night, show us something else?“No, Liam thought, it’s not going to happen.“Okay,” he answered, ignoring his rational thoughts, “yeah.”

John pulled away with Edward following a second behind, leaving Liam desperate to more. Edward hooked a leg over him as he climbed over to get to John, straddling John’s hips and pushing him so he was laying flat. “How do I do it?” Edward asked, looking across at Liam.Liam swallowed and took a moment for the sight before him to sink in. “I didn’t do it last night, I don’t know how.” Edward went on and Liam dumbly nodded, trying to find his tongue.

“Just. Just…”“Use your fingers,” John helpfully supplied, his hand reaching out towards Liam. He slipped it under the covers and palmed him through his boxers while Edward bent John’s knees up and lent down for a look. Edward looked like he was trying to work out a puzzle and Liam would’ve laughed if he wasn’t so turned on.“One finger-” Liam panted as John gave him a little squeeze. Edward sucked his index finger into his mouth before entering John without hesitation or warning. John gasped and his hips twitched and Liam wanted to touch him. He didn’t though, he wanted to wait until Edward was at least inside.

Liam was bordering on madness by the time Edward was ready. John was laying back against his pillows, back arched, both hands holding his knees against his chest and cheeks red. Liam lay next to him, watching intently as Edward prepared him, gripping himself tightly so close to losing it.Edward was concentrating hard and Liam didn’t think he noticed how ready he was himself, all focus on John and making sure he wasn’t hurting him. It was like Edward had completely forgotten about himself until he was lining himself up and slowly pushing in.

Edward took hold of John’s legs, allowing John’s hand to go back to stroking Liam and Liam thought he was going to come on the first stroke. Edward made an ungodly sound, a high pitched moan, long and loud and both Liam and John moaned in response. Needless to say, it didn’t take long for Liam to come, hips erratically bucking into John’s hand, moaning and groaning.

John was making little humming sounds with every thrust, his eyes screwed shut. There was a line of sweat on his forehead and Liam wiped it away, dragging his eyes down John’s body and up Edward’s until he got to Edward’s face.His face was slack, eyes hooded, mouth hanging open with the sweetest sounds falling from his bright red lips.Liam took hold of John and it wasn’t long until he was coming, shouting out Edward’s name, come landing on his chest and stomach. Edward’s thrusts were getting sloppy and Liam watched him run a finger down John’s chest, through his come before bringing it to his lips and sucking it into his mouth. Edward came, his finger in his mouth muffling his whimpers.

He collapsed down on top of John, his breathing heavy, the same as John’s. Liam watched them for a moment, still enjoying his afterglow. They looked amazing and Liam made sure to store the image away for a later date, for a horny night or a lazy morning.“Stay here,” Edward said as he lent over to pick up one of their t-shirts and using it to wipe his and John’s skin clean.“Yeah, stay here. Sleep.” John added, getting himself comfy. Liam watched him hold on to Edward, wrapping his arms around his waist. Edward pulled Liam’s arm so he was cuddling it, both arms wrapped around it while his head lent on his shoulder. Liam shuffled down, letting his eyes fall shut.He knew he would feel twice as bad later, but for now, he just wanted to be cuddled as he slept.

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johnI and edward get caught fooling around in the toilets at school and get in big trouble John and Edward get in that first ever real fight but soon realise that when the school calls their parents the next day things will all be over and they spend what could be their last night together and love making ensues which starts off hot with Edward letting john do things he's only ever dreamed Edward would actually let him do to him but ends up squishy and soft and nostalgic with tears? Please!

Hello! I didn’t know who you wanted the fight between, so I made it so J&E argue… Hope that’s okay! I’ve been really stuck recently so I hope this isn’t too terrible!!! I also gave it a happy ending because.. y’know? 

Below as always. 

John pushed Edward into the cubicle, his lips pressed against Edward’s. He had been thinking about kissing Edward all day during his lessons. Now it was almost the end of the day and he couldn’t resist it.

“John” Edward gasped, his hands pushing against John’s chest gently. John took the opportunity to kiss Edward’s neck, making him giggle softly. “Not at school-”

“No one will know” John answered simply, connecting his lips to Edward’s again. Edward kissed him back, pushing against him and humming into his mouth.

John smiled against him. He knew Edward would give in.

John fumbled with Edward’s trousers, trying to get them undone in the tight space. “No John!” Edward whispered, his cheeks flushed and lips wet. John smirked and stuffed his hand down the front of his pants, watching his eyes fall closed, head falling against the cubicle wall.

“No one will-” John screamed as he suddenly fell backwards, gripping on to Edward and pulling him down with him. It took him a few seconds to realise that the door he was leaning on had been opened and as he hit the floor, he caught sight of the head teacher before Edward landed on him, trousers still open and John’s hand still inside.

Mr Williams looked at them both, his face shocked and mouth open. Edward scrambled up on his feet and desperately started to fix his trousers. “What is this?” The teacher asked, his voice tense. John looked between him and Edward, his brain completely forgetting how to talk. “My office!” Mr Williams snapped before walking out of the bathroom.

John looked up at Edward his mind reeling. Edward stared down at him, his face stormy and eyes fiery. “I told you!” Edward suddenly burst, startling John. “I fucking told you John!” John stared up at him dumbly, trying to figure it all out. “But no!” Edward shouted, reaching out and grabbing him “you just had to push it!” John was dragged up by Edward and pushed against the wall.

“You were so stupid!”

“It wasn’t just me Edward!” John shouted back. Edward was suddenly shoving John, his hands pressing him further into the wall behind him.

“You’re so stupid!” He cried before storming out, leaving John to dumbly follow. He didn’t know what to think or what was going to happen to them. Edward was a few paces ahead of him and as John watched him walk, he could feel himself start to panic. Edward was right, he was so stupid to even look at Edward in public, let alone the things he was doing to him.

They got to the office and was let in by Mr Williams, who still looked shell shocked. “I really don’t know where to start” he mumbled, his eyes flicking between them. “I’m going to be fair. You need to go home and talk to your parents” John looked at Edward, who kept his eyes forward, looking somewhere behind Mr Williams. “I’m going to give you that chance before I call them first thing tomorrow.”

John felt sick. What was he even going to say to his parents? What was Mr Williams going to say? It was a mess and John was responsible.

“I’m going to let your parents give you the talk” Mr Williams went on to say “but I will still need to see you tomorrow about your behaviour in school.” Edward nodded and so did John. “Now go home boys.”

Edward was the first to leave, huffing past John and leaving the room quickly without a word. John followed, hurrying after him.

He’d really messed up. Edward was mad, their parents will go mad and John knew people will find out eventually. But most of all, he was worried because Edward was so angry at him.

Edward walked home ahead of him after John gave up calling his name and trying to walk beside him. He was close to tears, John could see it; so he left him alone and settled for walking behind him in silence.

No one was home when they got in so John followed Edward up to their room in silence to get changed. They had never fallen out before, not really. Of course, as they were together all the time they bickered about stupid stuff, but John has never seen Edward this mad and he didn’t know what to do. “Talk to me” he finally said as he watched Edward change into a pair of black tracksuit bottoms. There was more silence and John was starting to think that Edward wasn’t going to answer.

“Do you know why I’m upset?” Edward asked, turning to fix John with a look “John, this is over, everything we have is over because now they’re going to know and do you think they’re going to let us be alone for two seconds?”

John fixed his eyes on the mole just above Edward’s nipple, not being able to stand looking at his sad eyes any longer. He was right, John wasn’t thinking that far ahead and the weight of what was happening sunk into John. “We’ll find a way, we always do” he mumbled, grasping onto any tiny bit of hope he had.

Edward flopped down on his own bed and laid in silence. John looked at him and desperately wanted to be close to him, he needed to just be with Edward. “Can I lay with you?” John asked for the first time in their lives. They had always jumped in and out of each other’s beds without a thought, but this felt different, like John had to ask.

Edward turned his head to look at him before nodding and John quickly joined him, positioning them both so he was spooning Edward. He rested his cheek on the top of Edward’s hair and gave him a squeeze. “This is different though John” Edward said to John’s earlier comment, stamping on his shred of hope.

“What are we going to say to them?”

John asked, his mind picturing their parents and how they will react to the news.

“Let’s not say anything,” Edward said “we can make an excuse and go and talk to Mr Williams and stop him from calling them, maybe they don’t have to know?” John frowned, his mind clinging onto a new bit of hope.

“Yeah, like we can say that I was helping you-”

“Because the zip of my trousers broke and you’re the only one I can ask to help” Edward turned around in John’s arms to face him. He was smiling now and John grinned back, the shred of hope getting bigger. “Yeah! And even if he does call mum, we can still say that, she’s bound to believe us!” John excitedly said before kissing Edward’s lips. “I love you” he whispered, pulling Edward impossibly closer.

“I love you so much” Edward answered before kissing him again.

John actually felt good about their plan, he figured it was fail proof and stopped worrying about it all. That was until Edward slipped into his bed late that night. They always waited until they were sure everyone was asleep before either one moved to the other’s bed to avoid getting caught, which John supposed was ironic considering the situation.

“It’s never going to work” Edward whispered as he rested his head on John’s chest. “We’ve fucked up. Big time.”

“What?” John whispered back, “of course it’s going to work.” Edward was a lot more grounded than John, he looked at things differently, not letting wishful thinking cloud his judgment and John wished that just once Edward would let hope take over.

“They’re going to make one of us move rooms” Edward whispered after a few minutes of silence. John’s heart sank. He couldn’t imagine being apart from Edward all night, he wouldn’t be able to sleep. “We need to make tonight count” Edward suddenly said, sitting up and shifting about. It took John a second to realise that Edward was slipping off his boxer shorts before he was pulling John’s off too.

John smiled despite himself, running a hand up Edward’s thigh. “John, i want you to-” Edward let out a shaky breath and John imagined his flushed cheeks. He couldn’t see him in the darkness but he knew exactly how he looked. “Use your mouth?” He finished weakly, his voice nervous. John froze, his heart skipping a beat.

They had only ever kissed and touched each other before. John had  once brought up the subject of blowjobs but Edward didn’t seem so keen so he dropped it. He sat up and turned on the lamp, seeing Edward’s pink face, unsure and embarrassed. John flew forwards, connecting their lips in a wet kiss, his body reacting to the idea.

John knelt up, guiding Edward backwards so he was laying against the pillows with John between his thighs, their chests flush as John kissed him. “You know how long I’ve wanted to do this to you?” He mumbled as he dotted kisses all over Edward’s chest, moving down to his stomach. Edward made a strangled noise, his hips pushing up against John as he kissed down the trail of light brown hair just below his bellybutton.

“Oh god” Edward whispered as John took him into his hand, his mouth hovering just above him. John had no idea how to even do it, but he figured he would pick up, it’s not like Edward had anything to compare it to. He gently licked the tip, experimentally before opening his mouth and taking him in.

Edward’s whole body twitched and he was making the best little sounds, desperately trying to silence himself by pressing his hand over his mouth. John soon got into a rhythm, only gagging a couple of times before he knew when to stop, his hand working the bit John couldn’t fit in his mouth. John had only just really got into it when Edward’s hands starting pulling at his hair and he was telling John to stop. He pulled off with an audible pop, amazed at just how dirty that sounded. “I’m gonna come if you carry on” Edward breathed.

“That’s kinda the point?” John whispered back, his voice hoarse, sending a thrill through his body. Edward was a mess. John guessed he must have been pulling on his own hair by the way it was sticking up in all directions. His lips were pink and red from where he was chewing them and John could see teeth marks on his forearm from trying to silence himself.

John had never been so turned on in his life.

“No, I want-” Edward was still catching his breath. His eyes were closed and his cheeks and chest were pink. John wanted to kiss him again, but instead, he waited for Edward to finish . “Do you want to-” Edward opened his eyes and met John’s stare “have sex?” He finally said and John thought he was going to pass out.

“Are you ready?” John whispered, the excitement building in his chest. John had been waiting for this for months, waiting for Edward to be ready, not wanting to push him. Edward nodded and John wanted to explode with excitement.

They decided that Edward should top and used spit to hurriedly prepare John. He was too impatient, just wanting Edward to hurry up, but Edward insisted that they do it properly so it won’t hurt.

John was a sweaty mess, writhing around on the bed, knees up and head thrown back, begging Edward to just do it.

It did hurt, John wasn’t quite prepared for how much it actually hurt at first but once Edward was fully inside and John relaxed, he found the ache strangely pleasant.

Edward was braced above him, mouth slack and eyes blown. He was moving slowly, small little thrusts that were gentle.

John didn’t ever want to leave this moment because everything was so perfect, so right and he couldn’t wrap his mind around just how much he loved Edward.

“I love you” John whispered, reaching up to brush the hair from his face. Edward smiled but John could see the sadness behind it.

“I’m going to miss you” Edward said, his voice cracking slightly. “I’m going to miss being with you.”

John wiped away a tear that was rolling down Edward’s cheek and pulled him down so he was laying on top of him. Edward stopped moving his hips but didn’t pull out so John wrapped his legs around him, just enjoying the closeness. Edward’s face was buried in the crook of John’s neck and John could feel his tears running across his shoulder and down his neck. “Things aren’t ever going to be the same” Edward croaked, completely destroying any hope John had been holding on to.

John didn’t know what to say, didn’t know how to make it better so instead, he pulled Edward up and just kissed him. Edward deepened the kiss straight away, opening his lips and licking into John’s mouth, his hips picking up movement again.

John hummed into his mouth, both his hands cupping Edward’s cheeks, his thumbs wiping away any stray tears.

Edward’s thrusts got sloppier, out of rhythm and harder, his hand snaking down John’s body to stroke him in time with his hips. John closed his eyes, and held onto Edward, feeling his climax building.

The room was silent, apart from the panting and tiny whimpers and Edward buried his face in John’s shoulder again, biting down on the skin there and making John moan.

Edward was the first to come, closely followed by John. It was amazing, sweet and sad all mixed into one. John let himself go, letting the tears roll down his cheeks as Edward stroked him through his release, pressing kisses all over John’s face, kissing away the tears.

Edward pulled out and John instantly missed it, missed the closeness, missed being connected, literally and figuratively. He flopped down on top of John, both of them sticky but neither of them caring.

“Remember when we first kissed?” Edward asked, his breath on John’s chest giving him goosebumps “like, properly kissed?”

John smiled and nodded. Of course he did, how could he forget? “Four years ago, we were thirteen and you kissed me first” John said “just a peck on the lips, we were too young to really know about proper kissing.” John laughed and so did Edward.

“We were in the garden” Edward added “and you had hurt yourself, doing something stupid” he leaned up to give John a smile before laying back down “what did you do again?”

“I tried to jump the fence and fell face first over it” John said, laughing at the memory.

“Yeah, that’s it!” Edward laughed “stupid.”

“And you came running over, all worried and scared and checked me for any injuries. Then you just kissed me.” John felt the sadness again, tight in his chest.

“You told me that you wanted to kiss me forever.” Edward said, looking back up at John. John looked down at him and smiled, adding “I still do want to kiss you forever Edward.”

John wanted to take away Edward’s sadness and make it all better, he felt helpless and hopeless. “I’m so sorry” he cried “I’ve ruined everything.” Edward crawled up and pulled John against his chest, letting him cry.

“You didn’t. I didn’t mean to blame you, it wasn’t your fault.” Edward hushed. “It’s not going to be forever, things will go back to normal.”

“I’m sorry our first time was so-”

“Perfect.” Edward finished for him “it’s perfect.”

John didn’t want Edward to go back to his bed but he knew why he had to. After hours of lying together, kissing and touching each other, Edward had to leave. John watched him fall asleep from across the room and closed his eyes, not wanting tomorrow to ever arrive.

When John woke up the next morning, Edward’s bed was empty. He could hear noises from downstairs and the smell of toast came filtering through. Not that he was hungry, he felt too sick.

He made his way downstairs after getting dressed into his uniform and joined Edward at the kitchen table while their mum made breakfast.

John avoided looking at Edward. He was too sad and didn’t want their mum picking up on anything.

“Mum” Edward said, as he handed John some buttered toast “something happened at school yesterday.” John’s heart stopped beating. What was he doing?

“I caught my zip in the fabric of my pants” Edward started, making John tense. He was doing it, going with the excuse. “And I couldn’t get it done up and people had noticed and could see my pants” their mother sat down opposite them and John tried his hardest not to look guilty.

“So in the end, I asked John to uncatch it for me, because obviously I trust him so we went into the toilet where no one could see. Anyway, John finally did it but Mr Williams caught us in there and told us off.”

John stared down at his toast, not daring to look up. He wasn’t a good liar and he always thought Edward wasn’t either, but that was apparently wrong.

“Tell you off?” She asked as she bit into her own toast. John saw Edward nod from the corner of eye.

“He said what we were doing was wrong because we’re brothers.” John chanced a look up and saw it dawn on their mother’s face. “What did he think we were doing?” Edward asked, his face one of pure innocence. John looked at him and almost laughed because for fucksake he was good.

“All I wanted was some help and now we’re in trouble” Edward said, his voice distressed and his eyes big.

“Don’t worry about it.” She said “how dare he.”

John could see that she was angry now. “He’s going to call you to tell you about how wrong it is mum but I don’t understand.” Edward added, his fingers lightly touching John’s knee under the table.

“I’ll sort it” she said, her eyes narrowed. “I ought to give him a piece of my mind.”

“Thanks mum.” Edward smiled sweetly and bit into his toast without another word. John felt like he was hyperventilating and quickly excused himself with an excuse of getting his books ready before leaving quickly and going back upstairs.

Edward followed with a grin, kissing John as soon as their door was shut.  "I was up all night planning that" Edward giggled nervously “didn’t think it would work!”

“You’re too much” John smiled, excitement bubbling in his stomach. “I think I’m gonna pass out” he added, sitting on his bed. Edward sat next to him and pulled him into a hug.

“I love you.” He whispered “just, please no more being naughty in public.”

John laughed and nodded. “No more public adventures.” Edward pecked his lips once more before getting up and grabbing his bag.

“Let’s go, we don’t want to miss it when Mr Williams gets shouted at by mum.”

John laughed and followed him out. He felt like the world had been lifted of his shoulders. His fingers brushed Edward’s as they walked out the front door and Edward turned to smile at him. John smiled back, his brain trying not think about what they were going to get up to later that night. After all, that’s what got them into this mess in the first place.

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Angsty smut prompt! Sorry if this is too far don't feel like you have to fill it! But instead of going on X factor John and edward are desperate for fame and become cam boys lol like they live stream themselves kissing or doing dirty stuff or undressing or whatever and their parents find out and are disgusted themselves so they have to move out etc to still be together but have no money so have to keep doing stuff online to get money but they are really ashamed of it and loads of angst!

Hello! Sorry for taking forever!! I got a bit carried away and made it longer and fluffier (and a bit more smutty) than I intended! Hope you like it and I didn’t just get carried away with myself and missed the mark completely!!!! I’m so nervous about this one and I don’t even know why!!

Also, I will fill any prompt, honestly, just ask!

Below as always! xx

It was originally John’s idea. Edward would sit on his bed, watching him from across the room and trying not to laugh. He worked so hard; every night, sitting in front of the webcam, dancing, pouting and taking off clothes. He never really made much money, even though he seemed to have a small following and Edward could see how frustrated he got.

“How else are we gonna become rich and famous?” John would snap when Edward told him to give it up, before turning his cam on and going into performance mode. He was naturally flirty and charming so Edward could see the appeal. Of corse, John had lied when he signed up, saying that he was eighteen; although they were still six months away from actually turning eighteen.

It was purely an accident when Edward got into the shot. John had re-positioned the cam, not realising that Edward’s bed was in view until the messages came trickling in. ‘You have a twin?’ The first one said followed by 'that’s so hot’.John had laughed and reached forward to move the camera when someone popped up saying how sexy it was that Edward laid there and watched John perform his cam shows.Edward sat up and started reading the messages beside a half-naked John, one hand on his bare shoulder.

He found it funny yet strangely exciting as John’s credits started going up with requests for Edward to join the shows. John started to shake his head; telling them, no, but Edward put his hand on John’s to shut him up before pulling his t-shirt off, over his head with a smile.John looked at him with a slight frown as he covered the microphone. “You don’t have to-”“I want to” Edward smiled “how else are we gonna become rich and famous?”

John smirked before turning back to the camera and uncovering the microphone, “okay, but he’s special so pay up if you want him to take any more clothes off.”Edward watched the credits raise and giggled while he slowly undid his jeans. John watched him, looking amused and mumbling “you’re a natural” and that’s how they both became camboys.

They became popular, but as not as popular as most cam workers and it still frustrated them. The money trickled in but they spent it as fast as they earned it. They wanted more popularity, more views and ultimately, more money. They would start the shoes fully clothed and finish them in their tiny briefs, sometimes even without them when they dared to go fully naked.It was fun and Edward had to admit that he loved the attention, loved to hear exactly what people wanted to do to him and just how they wanted him. John would sometimes put viewers in their places, snapping at the more derogatory comments and protecting Edward.

That’s how Edward gained the 'twink’ label. Someone had sent a message about Edward being John’s twink and after he had googled it to find out what it was, he naturally slipped into the role of cute and sweet. John would put a protective arm around him or grabbed him while they danced and the viewers would love it. Comments would steam through, telling them to kiss or touch and they were so close to it a few times that Edward’s breath hitched in his throat.

They eventually kissed one night when someone offered them extra money. It wasn’t strange or unnatural, just a kiss with John which, to Edward, actually made sense to share his first kiss with the one person he trusted. It was soft and slow, chaste and sweet but as the laptop chimed with another message asking for more, John was quick to deepen the kiss.

Edward worried that they might be doing it wrong, but the viewing numbers went up as well as their credits, so Edward made a show of licking into John’s mouth and twirling their tongues together. John made a small noise as Edward dominated the kiss, pushing into the kiss; too wrapped up in it to notice the messages coming in.

“You’re not supposed to be the forceful one,” John mumbled when they finally pulled apart. “They’re saying you’re my twink, I’m supposed to dominate you.”Edward gave the camera a sweet smile just as a message popped up for John to punish him. They laughed and John grabbed Edward’s chin with his hand, this thumb and fingers swishing his cheeks and making him pout before he roughly pulled him into a crushing kiss. Edward could hear their credits popping up.

They performed every night and gained quite a following. They were in a routine of disappearing upstairs as soon as they had eaten dinner, locking themselves in their room and turning on the laptop. No one bothered them, their parents were used to them spending all their time alone so didn’t ever question it.Edward would recognise the usernames and the big tippers. They knew when, what and how to do stuff to make money. More and more requests starting coming in and it was Edward’s idea to up their game. It was like an addiction, the comments, being wanted and lusted over and Edward wanted to keep that. So John agreed; they had to be more sexual, maybe do more than kissing. Edward was excited and he could see John was too.

“Okay,” John smiled brightly at the camera “today, we’re doing something extra special.” Edward sat behind him on his right side and rested his chin on John’s shoulder, looking perfectly sweet. “We’re taking a request from one lucky viewer!” John said, “we will do whatever the highest  bidder wants us to.” John practically purred before adding a quick “within reason.”

The messages came flooding in and so did the credits. Edward scanned the comments over John’s shoulder and huffed out a laugh. What was so sexy about twins anyway?

They got all the way up to £200 when the credits finally stopped rolling in. Edward gripped onto John’s arm, excitement bubbling in his chest. “Lucky you, Mr-” John hesitated at the username on screen before finishing his sentence with a laugh, “Mr Come-Guzzler-2017!” Edward huffed out another laugh and waited for the reply. He was suddenly nervous. He had no idea what this man wanted them to do and as the message came in Edward suddenly thought that they should have at least practised before going online.

“I bet your twink loves sucking your cock,” John read out loud “let us all watch him swallow.” John side-eyed Edward and Edward gave him a subtle nod that he knew only John would pick up on. He knelt in front of John while John repositioned the camera and pulled down his tight, black pants. John’s breathing was shaky as Edward threw his underwear off to the side.

John was already getting hard, which was a little intimidating; staring down at something that couldn’t possibly fit in your mouth. Edward opened his mouth and looked up at John’s face, holding eye contact as he took the tip between his lips. John made a long low sound that seemed to rumble through his body as Edward sucked, inching down further.

Afterwards, when Edward read through the viewer comments, he realised that everyone loved the eye contact between them while Edward blew John. Edward was glad it came across as sexy because the only reason he was looking up to John was for comfort, reassurance and for a boost of confidence.

John moaned and groaned, his hips twitching on a few occasions and making Edward heave. He could feel dribble running down his chin and his eyes were watering from when he gagged. John was stroking his hands through Edward’s hair, watching closely and he felt safe, like it was the most natural thing to be doing. He could feel himself getting hard and inwardly cursed his body.

Edward only remembered that he had to swallow right before John came and panicked a bit. From the things he had seen, it wasn’t supposed to taste nice and he didn’t want to fuck it up right at the crucial point. John’s fingers tightened in his hair, his breathing unsteady and his hips rising from the chair. Edward braced his hands on John’s hips and sank down, his eyes streaming as John hit the back of his throat, trying his best to swallow him down, pushing John over the edge while he did it.

John came loudly and Edward prayed that no one in the house had heard, his thoughts lost as he desperately tried to swallow John’s come, some of it running down his chin and onto his chest. John was still stroking his hair, looking down at him with big eyes and a smile as Edward sucked off.He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and wrinkled his nose at the bitter taste. John was typing a goodbye message before he signed out and closed the laptop, flopping back in his chair, looking blissed out.

Edward sat himself up on the edge of the bed, tracing his tongue around the inside of his mouth and tasting John. John looked at Edward and smiled before asking “want me to do you?” In such a casual tone, It took Edward a few seconds to actually understand what he meant. He looked at the laptop and frowned. “We’re not online though?”“So?” John shrugged “it’s for you, no one else.” Edward flicked his eyes away from John’s and gave a quick nod because really, there was nothing in the world he wanted more.John just smiled brightly before getting to his knees in front of him and pulling on his pants. Edward lifted his hips in order for John to remove them, and John went straight to work; taking Edward in his mouth and sinking down.

It was wet and warm and Edward thought he was going to come as soon as John’s lips were around him. John gagged and Edward hummed, his eyes falling shut. He thought about when he had gagged while he was doing it to John and how annoyed he felt by it. What he didn’t realise was how good it felt when you’re on the receiving end; John’s throat contracting around him, producing more saliva, making it wetter and ten times better.John sucked back up, stopping only half way before sinking back down, determined to bottom out. He gagged again and it was the best thing Edward had ever felt.

John sucked back up and Edward moved his hand from where it was resting on John’s shoulder, stroking up his arm and cupping his cheek. John looked up at him while slowly sinking down and Edward could feel his mouth filling up, could feel himself sliding into his mouth. Edward slid his hand down, tracing the tight seal of John’s lips with his index finger, feeling himself tightly engulfed by his lips. He bit his lip and whimpered as John sucked back up, Edward’s finger still resting on John’s bottom lip. Edward came suddenly and harder than ever before, his hips bucking up into John’s face, everything around him disappearing for a few seconds of pure bliss. John swallowed just like Edward had done for him and when Edward opened his eyes, he was looking up at him and licking his lips.

He couldn’t breathe or even think, all he could do was take in how debauched John looked. His lips were plumper than usual, shiny and red, almost like he was wearing lipstick. His eyes were glistening and his hair was sticking up in all directions and all Edward wanted to do was kiss him.

“Everything okay boys?”Edward’s head snapped towards the door at the sound of their mother’s voice. He had never been so glad that they had a lock on the door.“Yeah, Edward’s just messing around,” John called with a smirk, his voice rougher than usual, hoarse. “Sorry, we’ll keep it down,” John added and Edward thought he could listen to his rough voice all night.“Okay, get some sleep now.” Their mum said through the door “night.”

Edward heard her footsteps pad away before her bedroom door closed. John stood up and pulled Edward by his hand, pulling him up and leading him to John’s bed. Edward got in, followed by John and they wrapped themselves around each other, fitting perfectly against one another and that’s how their relationship changed.

They spent every night together from then on, John’s bed becoming their bed, Edward’s bed becoming a spare. Edward could spend hours at a time kissing John. He loved his lips and the way they felt against his own. Sometimes John would just randomly kiss him, even if he was half way through a sentence, but Edward didn’t mind because he would simply melt against him.It was on one of these nights, just after their eighteenth birthday, that John told him that he loved him. Edward wasn’t really working too hard on kissing John, he was just laying there letting John kiss him, just enjoying the feel of his lips when John pulled back and smiled. “I love you,” John whispered, his eyes burning into Edward’s.

“I love you too,” Edward returned straight away, leaning up to connect their lips again.“No,” John said, “this isn’t like every other time I’ve said that, it’s different.”Edward smiled, his stomach fluttering. “I’m in love with you too,” Edward said back before pressing his lips to John’s and kissing him.

They had done everything they could do without actually having full on sex. Edward’s favourite night being the one where John taught him what a sixty-nine was; laying flat on his back and positioning Edward on all fours above him.They wouldn’t do these things on cam, both of them preferring to save these moments for themselves.They would kiss and suck each other off for the camera but didn’t want to take it any further. There was a time when John had spanked Edward because a viewer had paid them enough for Edward to actually agree.

Edward positioned himself on all fours, holding onto the headboard and dipping his back, creating the perfect arch accentuating the curve of his arse. John had hovered behind for a moment or two, before hesitantly and very gently smacking him. Edward groaned loudly, just for the sake of the camera.John soon got into though and suddenly Edward’s moans and groans were as real as the red hand marks covering his arse cheeks.Much to Edward’s surprise, he had loved it; so much so, that as soon as the camera was shut down for the night, he was pushing John down roughly and fingering him hard and fast, making him come within minutes.

Edward spent all day looking forward to when they could lock themselves away. They stopped doing shows every night, only really doing them when they remembered to, but even then, Edward didn’t feel like it was as fun. John would get even more protective over him and had snapped the laptop shut in the middle of a show in a temper, on a few occasions.“I don’t think we should do shows anymore,” John said after one particularly demeaning comment towards Edward. “I don’t like people looking at you like that, I want to be the only one that gets you see you like this-” John gestured to Edward’s naked body and stepped forward “I don’t like people speaking to you like that.”

Edward smiled at him and nodded. “We won’t do any more shows.” He said before kissing him. Edward felt John relax against him and held him tight, grateful that he had John looking out for him. “Love you” Edward whispered, his stomach fluttering as John said it back.John didn’t wait to close their account, opening the laptop and doing it as soon as Edward let go of him. He didn’t post a goodbye message or give any explanation and Edward felt a wave of relief wash over him as the account was deactivated.

Two weeks later, they were called downstairs by a very angry sounding dad. When they got to the kitchen they saw their mum sat at the table with her laptop open, their dad standing behind her, not looking at them. Edward gave John a confused look which John returned before asking, “what’s wrong?”Their mum looked up at them, tears in her eyes. “Can you please explain this?” She gritted out, pressing the space key on the laptop and turning it to face them.A video of the two of them filled the screen, Edward, on his knees, sucking John while looking at the camera; John’s moans and groans filling the air around them. Edward’s heart stopped beating, he felt sick and quickly grasped John’s hand in his.

She stopped the video and put her head in her hands. “It’s not how you think it is,” John spoke up, his voice shaky. “We only did it for a little while-”“It’s wrong!” Their mum shouted, slamming the laptop shut. “The link was sent to me this afternoon and I opened it to see…” she cut off, looking away from them both. Edward swallowed down the lump in his throat and looked at his shoes.“We’re sorry that we filmed it,” John said, Edward, standing frozen to the spot beside him. “But not that we did it.” Edward looked at John, who was looking straight at their parents, standing tall and confident. Edward just felt like crying.

“What?” Their dad piped up, putting his hand around their mum for support.“Me and Edward, we love each other and it’s not wrong,” John said evenly, making their parents look like they were going to explode.“You’re brothers!” Their mum said, getting to her feet “it ends now.”

Edward gripped onto John’s hand. No one was going to split them. “No,” John said, “I love him and we’re going to be together.” Edward stared harder at the floor, wondering if he should say something. But what? He couldn’t speak, couldn’t get his brain engaged; all he could do was pray that John didn’t let go of him.

“Then leave.”Edward’s head snapped up at that, looking at his mum. “If you want to-” she cut off with a sigh before saying “You’re not doing it under my roof, so get out.”“Fine.” Edward heard John say before he was being dragged back upstairs, his brain trying to catch up on what was happening.He watched John angrily stuff clothes into a bag, cramming as much as he could into the holdall before putting the laptop inside and zipping it up. He caught Edward’s eye and froze, his face sad. “Is this what you want?” He whispered, “if not, just say and it can be over, we can stay here and not be-”“I choose you” Edward quickly said “always.” John smiled and stepped forward to kiss him before taking his hand and marching him down the stairs, straight out the front door and slamming it behind them.

They walked hand in hand for a little while, John leading Edward into town. Edward didn’t care that they were holding hands and no one even paid them any mind. He guessed that to outsiders, they just looked like two twin brothers; one making the other hurry by pulling him along. He still felt like he was going to cry, anger, sadness but also immense pride and love for john, bubbling inside of him. They had never been alone before, never had to be independent or look after themselves and Edward wasn’t sure how they would cope. They would look after each other, Edward knew that and he had a feeling they would be okay.

“Wait here,” John said softly, putting their bag down and going to the atm. The thought occurred to Edward that they probably didn’t have a lot of money left and he wondered where they would stay. Family members were off the cards.“Is it bad?” Edward asked as soon as John got back, putting their card back in his pocket and looking stressed.“It’ll be okay,” he said forcing a smile and Edward thanked God for him for trying to protect him from reality. “No five-star hotels though.” He laughed making Edward smile.

John took his phone out and mumbled something about finding a place to stay while Edward waited, looking around at the passing people. “Here’s one we can afford,” John said, “it’s the other side of town.” Edward nodded and followed John, letting him take the bag from his hand.

It took half an hour to get there. The building was run down and dirty. Edward soon realised that is was some sort of hostel that was used by drunks. “We only have one room with one double,” the lady that greeted them said. She looked tired but hard, Edward wouldn’t mess with her, he knew that.“That’s fine,” John said, gripping on to Edward’s hand, “we’ll share.”She handed them a key and directed them upstairs, second door on the left. There were only three rooms upstairs, maybe only two downstairs.

They got in and put down their bag, looking at the dull room. There were just a bed and some broken draws and suddenly Edward felt like breaking down. “It’s not too bad,” John said brightly. Edward looked at him before bursting out laughing, laughing so hard that his sides hurt. He figured this was his break down but at least he wasn’t crying.John laughed too and they both ended up standing the middle of the room, holding on to each other and laughing, tears running down their faces.“It’s awful John!” Edward laughed, holding onto him to support his weight.

John stepped over to the door to lock it before opening the window. “Smells in here,” he commented as he pulled the quilt back and frowned down at the stained bed. “Gross.”“We can lay on a towel,” Edward said, his turn to be the optimistic one.“It’s only for tonight, I promise,” John said turning to look at him. “I’m sorry.”“For what?” Edward frowned, brushing the hair from John’s face. John sighed and shrugged so Edward kissed him, “I’m proud of you.” He told him “I’m glad we’re together.” John gave him a sad smile and said “me too” as he kissed him again.

Edward didn’t dare shower that night. The bathroom was shared and it looked like Edward would get out dirtier than he got in, so he skipped it and hurried back to the safety of their room. John was laying in bed when Edward got back so he joined him, laying on the towel that John had laid out. It wasn’t until Edward was in bed that he realised John didn’t have a towel and he had used the only one they had for Edward to lay on. He didn’t say anything, just kissed him.

Edward cuddled up against John, his head on John’s chest and thought about what had happened and what they were going to do. He felt the sadness building again and finally let himself cry. John held him tightly, defiantly staring up at the ceiling as they listened to the sound of people arguing downstairs.

When Edward woke up the next morning, he was alone. He sat up, swinging his legs out of bed and looking at the door. He knew that John had only gone to the bathroom, but he hoped he wasn’t going to be long. The door clicked open and Edward stood up, smiling and saying good morning as John walked in, locking the door behind him. Edward’s smile dropped as soon as he saw John’s ashen face, dark circles around his eyes. He looked like he hadn’t slept a wink and Edward stepped forwards to pull him into a hug.

“Get back to bed and sleep-” Edward hushed “I will stay up and make sure everything is okay.”“I’m fine” John smiled, even though Edward could see otherwise. “We need to go shopping, get some food and I think-” John sighed and bit bottom lip, worrying it between his teeth. “I think we need to stay here another night.”Edward’s heart sank but he couldn’t let John see so he smiled and shrugged. “As long as we’re together I could be anywhere.” He said truthfully.John grabbed their bag on the way out, not wanting to leave anything in the room. Edward was hungry and felt his stomach rumbling as they headed outside, making a quick exit so they wouldn’t meet any of the other occupants.

They went to a cheap supermarket and brought dry noodles and some snacks, doing the sums as they walked around the shop to make sure they weren’t overspending, before going back to their room. Edward fixed them some noodles and while he ate them, John picked at his looking very unsatisfied.“Edward-” John said putting down his bowl, “I think we need to go back online.” Edward paused, mid-spoonful leaving a long noodle hanging from his mouth. He could see why and knew it made sense but he didn’t want to go back to doing that. “We can make some money, get out of here-”“What about mum?” Edward asked, sucking some more noodles into his mouth “what if she sees?”John scoffed and shrugged “you think she’s going to talk to us ever again anyway?” He said, “it won’t make a difference Edward.”

Edward nodded, that sad feeling twisting in his gut again. He didn’t want to think about never talking to their parents again and the image of his mother’s look of disgust flashed behind his eyes. “Okay.” Was all he said concentrating on his noodles to keep himself from crying.“I’m so sorry,” John said, his own voice on the edge of tears “I would do it on my own but we made so much more together and-”“It’s okay, honestly.” Edward looked up and smiled, putting a hand over John’s. John gave him a sympathetic smile and reached for their laptop.“Wait-” Edward ran his fingers through his hair before doing the same to John, wiping away some noodle juice that John had dripped down his chin. “Okay go.”

John opened the site and logged in, re-activating their account. They sat and waited for an hour before someone popped up and Edward recognised the username from last time.John plastered a smile on his face, saying a cheery hello while Edward leant on him just like they used to do. A message popped up saying hello and that the person had missed them so John made some “we’ve been so busy, but we’re back” comment and soon the viewing numbers rose.

Edward was surprised at how quickly he slipped back into it and how comfortable he felt in front of the camera. John took a little while to relax into it but they were soon watching their credits going up as they danced sexily together, John’s hips gyrating against Edward’s from behind. Edward hoped this would mean they could afford a proper hotel or even a bed and breakfast and he did everything he could to be sexy, to try and make things better for them.

They ended the show after three hours and Edward was delighted when he saw how much they had made. John grabbed him and pulled him into a crushing hug while laughing and kissing Edward’s cheek. “We can soon say goodbye to this place!” He smiled “as long as we keep up the shows, I can also look for a job and we’ll be okay!” Edward’s grinned back at him before saying “I love you John” and kissing him on the tip of his nose.

That night didn’t feel too bad. Edward kept reminding himself that it was short term and they wouldn’t have to stay there for much longer. There was more arguing coming from downstairs. Edward could hear things being thrown against walls, every bang and crash startling him and making him flinch. John gave his a squeeze every time, letting him know that he was there and nothing was going to hurt him.They considered doing another show but Edward wasn’t in the mood, couldn’t bring himself to even get up. He just wanted to lay with John, let John hold him and press firm kisses to the top of his head.

They performed the next morning not long after they had woken up. John was grumpy and Edward had a feeling he hadn’t slept again. Edward woke up and turned to face him, before pressing small kisses to his face and chest, his hand gripping John firmly, intent on making him relax a little. He wanted to give John a moment where he didn’t have to think, didn’t have to worry and as John came, his eyes screwed shut and long moans falling from his slack lips, it was a relief for Edward too.

John climbed on top of Edward and started grinding down on him while Edward quickly pressed the laptop to go live. John was focused on nothing else but Edward, huffing out little breaths next to Edward’s ear and groaning quietly.Edward arched up into John and moaned, needing John to go harder and faster but also needing it to last as long as possible for the viewers. The laptop was chiming and John acknowledged it for the first time, sitting himself up so he wasn’t completely covering Edward. He swirled his hips, slowly, teasingly and Edward groaned loudly, his hips bucking up against John. Edward wanted to be inside, to fuck him but he didn’t want to do something so personal whilst online. He wanted to keep sex special, intimate and loving; not for people to get off to.

Edward came without warning, hard and hot against John, John following a few seconds later for the second time that morning. Edward pulled himself up to check the laptop and felt his heart stop as he looked at the credits. “John” he mumbled, nudging him “look.”John sat up and gave a lazy smile, his breaths coming in little puffs. “You guys are the best” he smiled as he addressed the viewers and Edward smiled too. They stayed for a bit longer chatting to the viewers before logging off. Edward was excited and bounced around the room as he got dressed with John watching him from the bed an easy smile on his face.

It took a few hours for the money to clear which they spent looking for somewhere to stay. Renting was still out of the question so they looked at budget hotels and b&bs. Edward fell in love with a traditional bed and breakfast complete with rose bushes and a little old lady who owned it so John booked them in, earning an excited kiss and a high five.“Oh my God, she has dogs!” Edward smiled as he scrolled through the photos “and we will have our own bathroom!” John didn’t say anything, just watched him with a smile.

Edward pounced on the bed and wrapped himself up in the many blankets that were draped over the double.The lady, who they had nicknamed Mrs Potts, had tried to talk them into a double room with two singles but John politely insisted they shared, earning a strange look in return. He eventually told her that he suffered from nightmares and Edward had to be close to wake him up and cue the forty-five minute long conversation about her daughter’s terrible nightmares when she was a kid.Edward liked her right away, the sadness creeping in as he thought about their nan and whether she would ever talk to them again.

John headed for the bathroom and ran the shower, stripping off and leaving a trail of clothes in his wake. “What time are we going online?” Edward asked from underneath a big floral throw.“After dinner?” John called from the shower and Edward nodded, even though John was in another room.“It smells like fresh sheets in here,” John said as he walked out of the bathroom, fully naked and dripping.“That’s because it’s clean.” Edward watched John approach and lifted the throw for him to get under.

“This was the best idea you’ve had,” John said as he wrapped himself around Edward. Edward held John’s hands against his chest, pressing his back against John’s chest. John entwined their legs and Edward felt his breath steady against the back of his neck. Edward let John sleep, trying not to move too much but he soon became bored with no one to talk to and his thoughts wandered. He thought about his family and wondered if they missed them.No one had tried to call and Edward wondered whether they should try calling home. Maybe that’s what their family were waiting for, John and Edward to call first.

Edward would choose John over anything in the world and he didn’t regret leaving but he missed home and he really missed their mum. The realisation hit Edward, that even if they patched things up with their parents, things would never be the same again. They would have still left home, with probably no chance of going back and everyone would still know about his and John’s relationship. Edward wondered if their parents had told anyone else, and if not what reason they would have given for the babies of the family leaving home so suddenly.

“Are you crying?” John stirred from behind Edward, sitting up on his elbow to look at him. Edward hadn’t even realised that he was crying and wiped his face.“Sorry, I-”“Don’t say sorry,” John soothed, pulling him around to face him “is it home?”Edward nodded and closed his eyes against the tears. “I was just thinking about everyone and that they hate us now, our own parents hate us.”“They don’t hate us, they’ll cool down,” John whispered but he was lying, Edward could tell.“They haven’t even called. Anything could’ve happened to us and they don’t care.” Edward cried against John’s shoulder. John stroked Edward’s hair, his fingers getting caught in the wax Edward had styled his hair with two mornings ago.“We’ll be okay. I’ll look after you Ed, I promise.”

Edward looked up at John and smiled. There was something about John that made him smile even in the saddest moments and all Edward could put it down to was just how happy John made him; how much he loved and trusted him. Edward leant up to kiss John’s minty lips and wished he had showered too. He pushed John back and straddled his hips, leaning over him to kiss him.John returned the kiss, slow and sweet. There was no rush and they felt safe where they were. Edward climbed off John and quickly stripped his clothes off before getting back into his lap and reconnecting their lips.

John whimpered, his hips pushing up into Edward’s and making him moan quietly. “Fingers,” Edward whispered, knowing what he needed. John complied, sucking his fingers into his mouth to wet them before trailing them down to Edward’s entrance and circling. Edward grunted, pushing back on John’s digits, silently asking.John slipped in his index finger, making Edward moan as he pushed himself down, circling his hips and licking into John’s mouth.

Their kisses became sloppy and open-mouthed, John adding another finger; adding one more after a while more. Edward lifted himself up before pushing back down onto John’s fingers, his lips never leaving John’s. Edward had forgotten everything, in that moment, all that mattered was John and Edward couldn’t help but think he was all that mattered in every moment.

Edward spat on his hand before reaching behind himself to grasp John, slicking him up before guiding him to where his fingers were buried inside of him. John’s eyes widened as he realised where Edward was heading. “Are you sure?” He breathed “we don’t have to-”“I’m ready.” Edward gritted out. He had never been so sure of anything in his life and as John pulled his fingers out, he lifted himself up and positioned himself before sinking down onto John. John made a noise like no other Edward had ever heard and it was probably the best sound he had ever heard in his life.

Edward sucked a breath between his teeth at the sudden stretch and was glad John was always slow with his fingers. Edward bottomed out and let out a long whine. He felt full, like John’s delicate fingers had been replaced with a fist, but it was a good feeling. John was holding his breath underneath him, his chest and cheeks flushed and eyes screwed closed. “Don’t… Move…” He panted, making Edward smile. Edward wondered what John was thinking about to stop himself from losing it too soon. It was usually the memory of him accidentally walking in on a naked teacher while at boarding school, her old saggy body always working to defuse the situation.

“John..” Edward breathed, desperate now “please?” John opened his eyes and gave a short nod, giving the go ahead. Edward experimentally lifted his hips a little before sinking down again, lifting a little bit more the next time.John could hardly breathe and Edward knew he had to make it quick to get the best out of it before John came so started bouncing slightly.It was better than Edward had ever imagined it to be and suddenly it got a lot better as John hit his prostate, sending sparks through his body. Edward went harder, faster, needing more and hitting the same spot over and over before he was coming messily over John, moaning John’s name like some sort of mantra, not caring who heard.John came more or less at the same time which Edward felt inside of him and it just added to his climax.

Edward flopped down on top of John, gasping for breath. His hair was sticking to his forehead and he was sweaty and sticky but he didn’t care. “I need another shower now.” John mumbled, “we can’t get the bed messy, imagine poor old Mrs Potts.” Edward chuckled against John’s chest, too out of breath to speak.They lay together for a while until John eventually pushed Edward off and lead him into the bathroom so they could both shower. The water was nice and Edward let John wash him, enjoying the feel of his hands on his skin while stealing kisses.

Edward felt different. Like they werecloser. He felt happier, like he was walking on a cloud and he hated the cliché but he couldn’t compare how he felt with anything else.He wrapped his arms around John’s neck just to touch him, relishing in the full body contact. John was more than happy with the contact, humming into the crook of Edward’s neck where he buried his face.

“I’m hungry,” John mumbled, “can we have dinner?” Edward groaned, the thought of leaving the hot stream of water and letting go of John making him pout. John kissed Edward’s lips quickly as he turned off the water, so Edward got out and wrapped a towel around himself.John lay on the bed eating a packet of crisps, his eyes on Edward while he dressed. “What?” Edward finally smiled, his cheeks pink. He could feel John’s stare and it was making him blush.“I can see why all those men online want you, you’re beautiful,” John told him, his eyes meeting Edward’s.

“They want you too-” Edward said, his cheeks heating up.“Not as much as you. You just have something better and I love it.” John was smiling but Edward didn’t like him talking like that. Edward didn’t want John to feel like he was second best because he was perfect. He didn’t compare to anyone, and Edward had always thought of him as the better-looking twin anyway.“No, I don’t John.” Edward mumbled as he buttoned up his jeans “you’re so much better than me.”Edward knelt on the bed and helped himself to one of John’s crisps.

“I don’t want to go online” John mumbled, “I don’t like doing it.”“Me neither” Edward sighed “but it’s just temporary.” John nodded and reached for the laptop, plugging it in on the dresser and positioning it. Edward huffed. All he wanted to do was hang around with John, he didn’t want to be sexy or get paid for strangers to look at his body and he certainly didn’t want strangers looking at John.John logged on and they waited for viewers to join, feeling flat. Edward had felt so happy, so relaxed but as he watched himself on the screen, all he could think about was how they got into this mess in the first place.

John’s eyes were focusing somewhere to the left of the laptop and Edward wondered if it was because he couldn’t bring himself to look at them both on the screen.The laptop chimed, letting them know that they had viewers and John’s wide smile was back in seconds as he looked at the screen and greeted the people logging in.

They didn’t make as much money as earlier that day but Edward knew they had enough for their room. A few people logged out, telling them that they weren’t as bubbly as they normally were. Edward wanted to flick the finger and tell them to fuck off and never come back but he knew he couldn’t, after all, these people were keeping a roof over their heads.John shut the laptop and flopped down on the bed with a sigh, pulling the floral throw up over his bare chest. Edward watched him for a moment, wanting to say something but it knowing what.

“Does it make you feel dirty?” John asked after a while. Edward shrugged. He wanted to say yes but didn’t want to make John feel worse. “It was fun before,” John said, “but now it feels dirty like we are making something dirty out of what we have.” Edward got the feeling that John wasn’t really talking to him, just voicing his feelings so he didn’t speak.“Like people get off watching us, does that freak you out?” John’s eyes met Edward’s for the first time so Edward gave a nod. “Why isn’t it fun anymore?”

Edward got into bed beside John and rested his head on his shoulder. He wanted to tell him that it wouldn’t be forever, it was only until they find their feet and get a job but Edward wasn’t sure if he believed it himself.

John was still in a bad mood when they woke up the next morning. He was quiet as he dressed, his face flat. Edward didn’t know what to do, John was always the one that made him feel better. He was the one that kept his spirits up no matter what and Edward couldn’t stand the thought of John being so unhappy. They dressed in silence.They had to be out of their room for 10 am so Mrs Potts could clean it, so they headed into town.Edward was nervous, just in case they bumped into any of their family. He didn’t say anything though, just walked close to John, their arms bumping against each other’s as they walked.John had started to relax; chatting and smiling which made Edward relax.

They went into a few shops and Edward was excited to actually buy a few things. They didn’t buy anything special or expensive, but it made Edward feel normal, like they hadn’t just been disowned and made homeless.They were walking through the shopping centre when John stopped to get them both a smoothie. Edward wanted to wait outside because the smoothie place was too busy so John gave him the bag he was carrying and disappeared.Edward wandered to the next shop to look in the window. It was a jeweller and Edward scanned over all the sparkles, none of it really impressing him.

“Hey!” Edward jumped at the sudden voice and turned to find a man walking towards him. “Hey! Edward? It’s Edward isn’t it?” The man smiled, stepping close. Edward frowned and nodded, his brain trying to work out if he knew him.“Hey” Edward mumbled feeling awkward and wishing John would hurry up.“I love you, you’re my favourite one,” the man said, his eyes running over Edward’s body and his tongue swiping across his bottom lip. He was tall and Edward felt himself shrink down a little. “You’re so innocent and soft.” He whispered, leaning in a bit too close, making Edward back up into the jeweller’s window. The man’s hand reached out and Edward wanted to run but he couldn’t.

“Don’t touch him.” Edward heard as John appeared out of nowhere, grabbing the man’s wrist and pushing it away. Edward breathed a sigh of relief, stepping behind John.“You’re both here!” The man smiled, obviously unfazed by John’s fiery eyes. He turned around to another man who was waiting for him and smiled before calling “look it’s the twins who fuck each other online!” At the top of his voice.Edward ducked further behind John, wanting the ground to just swallow him up. A few people glanced their way but Edward didn’t dare meet their eyes.

“Shut the fuck up” John hissed, “we do not fuck online, we never have and what gives you the right to come over and try touch my-” John cut himself off and Edward’s heart sank a little. Was John too ashamed to call him his brother? “Now fuck off.” John snapped making the man step away, having the cheek to actually look offended. John stared him down until the finally left and turned to Edward looking concerned.

“Are you okay? Did he touch you?” John asked, handing Edward a smoothie from the cardboard cup holder.Edward shook his head “no, you got here just in time. Thanks.” He mumbled, his heart racing. He flicked his eyes around the shopping centre, embarrassed and ashamed of himself. That horrible twisting sadness was back in force and he couldn’t quite catch his breath. He could see passing people looking at them, judging them. What if they recognised them too? Edward didn’t want to be knowing a low rent slut that ducks his brother for cash. He suddenly felt faint.

John met his eyes and put his hand on his back saying “Okay?” And Edward didn’t know so he just nodded and started to walk, needing some fresh air, his feet taking him away. John followed as Edward weaved his way through the people, desperate to get to the exit and praying the man wasn’t following them. God, what if he found out where they were staying? What if he did follow them?

“Are you ashamed of me?” Edward asked as soon as they were outside. John turned and frowned at him, looking taken aback and Edward almost wished he hadn’t said anything.“Never!” John stressed, “what would make you ever think that Edward?” Edward gave a one shoulder shrug, knowing full well he was sulking but not caring. “Why didn’t you call me your brother?” Edward asked quietly “when you were telling that man, you told him not to touch your…” Edward fixed John with a dirty look “you couldn’t even say it. someone recognised us and you were ashamed.”

John’s face fell at Edward’s words, breaking into a little smile. “Is that what this is about?” John asked looking slightly amused. Edward didn’t want to answer, so he turned away. “You know why I didn’t finish?” John said softly, stepping towards Edward and pulling him by his hand. “Because I almost said 'don’t touch my boyfriend’ and that would’ve looked strange.”Edward’s head snapped up, his eyes meeting John’s. He had never thought of that and now John had said it, his stomach was doing that fluttering thing again and he felt giddy. “Really?” Edward smiled, feeling just a little stupid for sulking. John nodded and kissed his cheek before pulling him in for a hug.“You had me so worried.” He mumbled into Edward’s hair.

“Can we go back to Mrs Potts’ now?” Edward asked as John let him go. They started to walk in silence, Edward’s mind running over John’s words again and again. It was a strange situation to be in. When had John stopped thinking of him as a brother? Edward loved being a twin, loved being John’s other half but he was now also his other half in terms of a relationship. This didn’t mean that they weren’t still brothers though and Edward couldn’t decide if that made it better or worse.

“We don’t have to go online tonight.” John said after a while, a welcome destruction from Edward’s own thoughts.“Are you kidding?” Edward smiled “I love Mrs Potts’ place and I’m not leaving, so unless you have a load of money you haven’t told me about, we’re going live.”John smiled but Edward could see the concern behind it, the worry in his green eyes. John didn’t say anything though and they continued on in silence.

“Hi” John smiled at the camera later that evening, “the strangest thing happened today,” Edward flicked his eyes towards John. This wasn’t planned.“A fan of ours recognised us in the street!” The messages came popping up, most of them along the lines of 'I wish I could meet you’ and 'I bet you looked so sexy in person’ but John ignored them. “He came up and started harassing us, shouting our business for the world to hear…”

Edward read the messages as they came in, all outraged and sticking up for them. Edward didn’t think for one second that they were sincere; anyone of these viewers would do the same. “-and I just want to let you all know that if you do happen to see us around, say hi, give us a wave and politely move on or we will never do another show again.” John’s voice was calm, even with a hint of anger.The messages all supported them and Edward was glad John set the rules, told them where they stood. He suddenly had the urge to jump John and fuck him but knew he couldn’t. He groaned and someone commented on Edward being 'ready for action’, making John look down at his lap with a smirk. “Patience,” John mumbled and Edward huffed.

The next day, John went out without Edward. He said they needed more food and Edward told him that he was too comfy to get up. He didn’t tell him that he was scared he would see that man again. He didn’t tell him that he was too embarrassed to leave the safety of their room.Mrs Potts was kind enough to let them stay in their room all day even though the rules stated to be out by 10 am and not back until 3 pm. She liked them and Edward loved how sweet she was and he knew john had a soft spot for her too.

So Edward stayed in bed while John headed out, warm and content in bed. Their phone rang and Edward frowned as he leant over to answer it, seeing that it was home calling. “Hello?” He answered nervously, his voice unsteady.“Edward?” Edward started crying as soon as he heard his mums voice. He wanted John to be there and he wanted his mum. “How are you both?” She asked, her own voice quivering.“Good” Edward answered, instead of telling her how really was. “how are you?”“Are you eating well? Staying safe?” She pressed, ignoring his question. Edward smiled and told her about Mrs Potts and the rose bushes, leaving out the parts about their webcam shows and being harassed.

“I’m glad you’re okay” she sighed, sounding sad “maybe we can try and call once a week to start?” Edward’s heart sank a little but he was also hopeful that they were willing to start fixing things.“Sounds good,” Edward said, hearing the school bell ring in the background.“I have to go and teach, love you. Tell John I love him.”“Okay, love you too,” Edward mumbled, feeling sad as he hung up. He sat in bed for a while before getting up and venturing downstairs.

He found Mrs Potts in the garden doing some weeding and walked over. “Can I help?” He asked, kneeling beside her and pulling on a dandelion.“That would be lovely” Mrs Potts smiled so Edward set to work, telling her all about the call from his mum and how he thought she hated them but leaving out the parts where he and John were more than just brothers.

Edward was washing his hands when John returned, an excited smile on his face. “Guess who got a job!” He shouted before looking at the mud and frowning “why are you so dirty?”“Oh my god, what job?” Edward asked, turning to face him while he rinsed his hands.“A cafe was looking for staff so I went in and they said I could start tomorrow!” John grinned “I told you that I would look after you.”

Edward jumped on John, wrapping him tightly in his arms and kissing his lips, maybe a bit too hard. “I’m so happy for you!” Edward beamed as he kissed him again.“So why are you dirty?” John asked again, making Edward shift on his feet.“I helped Mrs Potts in the garden. Her name is Rose, hence all the roses.” Edward said before adding “mum called.”

John’s smile was gone in a flash and Edward wanted to eat his words and forget it ever happened. “She wants to call us once a week, start talking again and take it from there. She told me to tell you that she loves you.”John wordlessly nodded, using a washcloth to clean up Edward’s muddy fingerprints from the sink.“That’s good… Isn’t it?” Edward tried to gauge John’s reaction but couldn’t.“Yeah” John finally smiled “yeah it is.” Edward knew that John was only saying it for his benefit so he dropped the subject.“Where’s the cafe?” He smiled, walking John back into their room and sitting on the bed. John told him about the cafe, his eyes lighting up and Edward only half listened, the other half of him relishing in John’s happiness.

The next morning, John was up and out early, leaving Edward alone in bed. He kissed Edward goodbye, which Edward had made him promise he would do the night before. John didn’t want to wake him but Edward wanted him to say goodbye.“Good luck” Edward stirred, stretching as he smiled up at John. “I’ll miss you.”“I’ll miss you too,” John told him before giving him another kiss. “Love you.” Edward heard him whisper just before the door closed. Edward couldn’t get back to sleep without John. He always felt too alone without John beside him and although he was happy for him, a small part of him wished he hadn’t got a job.

Edward got up and dressed before going downstairs to where Mrs Potts was making breakfast for the guests. “Can I help?” Edward asked, just like he had the day before and just like she had the day before, Mrs Potts gave him a kind smile and found him something to do.“Did you tell your brother about your mother’s call?” She asked as Edward whisked some eggs.“We didn’t really talk about it, he froze up.” Edward told her “I don’t think he wants to talk to her. He’s angry.”Mrs Potts moved around the kitchen like it was a complex dance, gracefully moving from one thing to another, perfectly timed. “I don’t know what happened between you two and your parents, but I do know they are a precious thing and if you can, you should make amends.”

Edward nodded, looking at the bowl in his hand. He had no idea what he was even doing and hoped that there wasn’t a wrong way to whisk eggs. “I want too, but John… I’mNot sure.” Edward said, whisking faster.“He’ll come around. Some people just need more time to heal.” She took the eggs from him and Edward felt a sense of pride when she told him that he had done well, even if all he did was mix a few eggs. “Can you go and take orders?” She asked, handing him a paper pad and a pencil. Edward smiled and nodded, taking the paper and going into the dining room.

He enjoyed helping with breakfast service. Mrs Potts had him taking out the plates and collecting the dirty ones and Edward felt helpful and needed. He wondered how John was getting on and felt that familiar flutter in his stomach. He couldn’t wait to see him again.“Thank you for your help sweetie,” Mrs Potts said, interrupting his thoughts “the help was gratefully received.”Edward gave her a smile but didn’t take off his apron. “I’ll help with the rooms?” He offered, hoping she wasn’t sick of him yet. She just smiled and handed him a duster.

That’s how he ended up perfecting the art of making a bed and cleaning a toilet. As they cleaned out the last room, Edward ended up telling her about the nickname she had been given after accidentally calling her Mrs Potts. “From Beaty and the Beast?” She asked and Edward nodded with a grin, making her laugh.

“Your brother has a job now doesn’t he?” She asked as they put away the cleaning supplies. “What time does he finish?”“Three” Edward sighed. It felt like a lifetime away.“Then how about you work here for me? Finish at three.” Mrs Potts suggested as she turned to Edward.“Really? You want me to work for you?” Edward smiled, excitement bubbling in his chest.“I’m getting too old to do this alone. You’re a natural.” She smiled as they walked back to the kitchen “I can’t afford a full wage, but you and John can have your room free of charge for as long as you need and I will pay you the rest in wages, how about that?”

Edward took a breath to calm himself but it didn’t work as he let a few tears slip before pulling her into a hug. “Thank you so much, Mrs Potts.” He cried as she hugged him back. He had missed this kind of hug. It was so different to John’s hugs, it was maternal and gentle.“You’re both very sweet boys.” She said, rubbing his back.

Edward watched the door excitedly. As soon as it opened, he was up and pouncing on John asking him how his day was. John looked happy and smiled the whole way through telling Edward about his day. Edward hung on every word, pleased to finally have him back.“I got a job too, you’re gonna love it,” Edward told him before telling him about Mrs Potts’ and her offer. John’s eyes sparkled in a way Edward hadn’t seen for so long and he leant in to kiss him, Edward could feel the sparkle in the kiss.“You told me everything would work out.” Edward mumbled against him “you promised me and it has.”

“No more cam shows.” John told him “we don’t need to do it anymore Edward.” John said as he held Edward close. Edward felt that same flutter again and squeezed John.“I’m glad we’re together.” He said, “I love you.”“I love you too,” John said before kissing the top of Edward’s hair. He closed his eyes and held onto John. He felt happy and positive, like things were truly going to be okay. John’s breathing evened out and Edward could tell he had fallen asleep and as he lay against him, he couldn’t help but think that they had made it. They had proved to the world that all they needed was each other and they can get through anything.

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Can you please do a j + e smutty prompt? John catches Edward confessing in church because he lusts over John and Edward realizes that it's John's he's confessing to and goes into where John is and smut starts?? Is it too bad? Don't feel like you have to fill this!

John was bored. He was stuck at church all day as a punishment for ‘having an attitude’ at school and he was so bored. The vicar had put him in confession, although he was sure that he was no way supposed to be there. He had long fallen asleep in the room behind the church and left John sitting in the dull booth with some handwritten lines to say to the sinners.

No one had come to confess to John’s relief so he just sat waited until home time, wishing that he at least had his phone to pass the time.

John looked at the clock that was ticking away in his wooden box and let out a sigh. He only had an hour left but he knew it would feel like eight hours. A noise caught his attention and he was horrified to realise that someone had entered the booth next to his. He scrambled with his notes, making a note to put on a voice like the vicar had told him too, to disguise himself. John didn’t dare look through the little window that was between them. It was covered with a black mesh curtain and through the curtain, John could only see a shape of a person.

The person next door cleared their throat and mumbled “forgive me father, I’ve sinned.” John was only half listening, too busy fumbling with his notes. He cleared his throat and lowered his voice, putting on an English accent and answering “confess your sins” impressed by his fake voice.

“It’s lust” he heard back making his mouth drop. He knew that voice, the voice he had heard every single day of his life. He couldn’t not recognise that voice, it was definitely Edward.

“Lust?” John croaked, intrigued to why Edward was confessing and who he was lusting over. The thought made John’s stomach twist uncomfortably. He didn’t want Edward to lust after anyone.

“I’ve been having… Thoughts.” Edward mumbled, his voice laced with shame. John pressed his ear against the mesh curtain. He felt bad for Edward and was on the verge of telling him, jumping out and making a joke of it all but then Edward said something that must have misheard because that couldn’t be true.

“What?” John breathed, listening carefully. There was a long pause and John wondered if Edward had left but he finally answered saying “about a guy.” John froze on the spot. Edward was gay? How did he not know? They didn’t keep secrets from each other. John was too curious to give it up now.

“I know it’s supposed to be wrong but I can’t help it” Edward started to say “I’ve tried everything but I can’t stop loving the person and I have these dreams about him, lustful dreams that always leave me feeling horrible and guilty”

John felt himself bubbling with anger. “who is it?” He asked through gritted teeth, completely forgetting his lines. He wanted to find this mystery man and punch him.

“What?” Edward asked. John saw his shape look at the mesh curtain so he ducked down, even though Edward couldn’t see him anyway.

“Don’t you have anyone you can confide in?” John asked him nervously, changing the subject. He wondered why Edward hadn’t told him, John thought they told each other everything.

“Yeah. My best friend. My only friend, I tell him everything.” John listened to Edward sigh and he wanted to ask why he hadn’t told him.

“What did he say?” John asked, knowing he was pushing it.

“I can’t tell him” Edward said and John suddenly thought he was crying.

“Why? He’ll understand” John desperately told him, his fake voice almost slipping.

“Because it’s him and I don’t know what to do! If I tell him he’ll hate me!”

John froze, not even daring to breathe. Did Edward mean what John thought he meant? “I think he feels the same” John breathed. There was silence from the next booth before he heard Edward scoff.

“And I can never hate you Edward.” John said in his natural voice.

“John?” He saw Edward’s shape move, turning towards the covered window. “John?”

“Yeah” John answered weakly, his nerves in a tight ball in the pit of his stomach. “You should’ve told me” he said, leaning towards the window.

“You should’ve told me.” Edward answered back. They sat in silence for a beat before Edward asked “what’re you doing here? You’re supposed to be in detention.”

“This is the new punishment apparently.” John said with a shrug. “Why did you confess?”

“I thought I needed help” Edward told him “I felt guilty and ashamed.”

John nodded even though Edward couldn’t see him. “Well” he perked up “confess then. Tell me about these sinful dreams.” John listened to Edward breathe for a few seconds, he was nervous, John could tell.

“They always start with you pushing me up against the wall” Edward started “kissing me, biting my lips and my neck.”

John bit his bottom lip, intently listening, his heart rate increasing.

“Most of the time, you drop to your knees, your eyes never leaving mine as you touch me and-” Edward took another deep breath “your lips John” he finished, his voice breathy sending John into a frenzy.

He was getting hard and it was so wrong, being in a church but that made it even better somehow. “Tell me more” John almost begged after it had gone quiet.

“Sometimes, you’ll just bend me over the nearest thing and just fuck me senseless.” It was odd, hearing Edward say something so dirty and to the point. Edward was always reserved and embarrassed when it involved anything to do with sex. He avoided the subject and would busy himself on his phone when there was a sex scene on TV. John loved it, loved hearing Edward talking like this, about him.

“How do I fuck you?” John breathed, resisting the urge to touch himself.

“Hard, fast. Sometimes you’ll pull my hair, bite my shoulders.” Edward voice was straining and John could just imagine him, sitting in the exact same state he was in. “But there are times, mostly when I’m awake, y'know? Just day dreaming. It’s slow and sweet and you’ll kiss me and whisper things”

“What things?” John asked, needing to know every detail of Edward’s fantasies.

“That you love me, how good I’m doing and that I’m beautiful. That kinda thing.”

John unfastened his jeans, the pressure way too much. “Unlock your door” John quickly said, unlocking his own and making a quick dash inside Edward’s booth.

Edward’s face was completely red, his eyes darting down to John’s open trousers. John looked down Edward’s body, delighted to see he too was hard.

“Is it like this?” John whispered as he dropped to his knees in front of Edward, his fingers undoing his jeans. Edward’s eyes widened and he audibly gasped.

“Not here-” he breathed, watching as John pulled down his trousers and pants in one.

“Like this?” John asked, ignoring Edward’s protest and leaning towards his crotch.

John had seen enough porn to know how this worked and quickly took Edward in his mouth, never breaking eye contact. “Fuck” Edward whimpered, falling against the wall, his hands gripping John’s hair. John opened his mouth wide as he licked Edward’s length before twirling it around the tip and sucking him back into his mouth. He was quite impressed by his own skill, Edward’s little sounds and twitches urging him on. “Fuck, John” Edward gritted his teeth as he watched. Every now and then, his eyes would fall shut, but he would open them every time and go back to watching.

John hummed around him, making Edward’s hips buck into John’s face. “Sorry” he gasped, his fingers running through John’s hair.

John didn’t mind at all, in fact, he liked it and brought his hands up and around Edward’s thighs, encouraging him to move his hips back and forth, letting his mouth go slack. Edward groaned and started to move of his own accord. “I’m gonna-” Edward tried to pull away, but John pushed him towards him, swallowing him down and gagging slightly.

Edward came a second after, moaning and whimpering, his fingers tightly pulling at John’s hair. John wasn’t really expecting it to be so hard to swallow and ended up dribbling most of it down his chin.

Edward flopped down onto the wooden seat, breathless and boneless. John watched him and smiled, taking himself in hand and stroking. Edward opened his eyes and watched, still catching his breath. John rested his his head on Edward’s knee and Edward started stroking his hair. He smelt so good, and John could taste him and as he licked his sticky lips again, he came, hot and hard and messy.

“Fuck Edward” John groaned, as he removed his hand and melted against Edward, his leg supporting John’s weight.

“Fuck.” Edward echoed, his breath still rough. John looked up at him and lazily smiled. He felt good, so good and as Edward leaned forward to kiss him, John knew there was so much more to come.

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I am SO excited about my new smutty prompts

There is literally no smut to smutty!! I'm going to start writing them today!

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Spin the Bottle (Jedcest)

The room fell silent as the bottle came to a slow stop in front of Edward. There was a slight pause, a hesitation before John was leaning back over to spin the empty beer bottle again. "Kiss!" Someone, John didn't know who, shouted from the circle, making John stop in his tracks. He looked up at Edward, who was sitting next to him, letting his eyes trail around the group of people, all sat around the bottle.

"He's my brother-" John mumbled, the effects of the alcohol he had drank making it come out a little slurred. Edward was smirking now and someone else shouted "kiss!" So John leaned in towards Edward. He had kissed Edward thousands of times, as kids and growing up, a quick peck on the cheek or lips was nothing to them as they were twins and it was normal.

He pressed his lips against Edward's for the briefest of seconds before pulling away and saying "spin it Edward" ready to move on. "No!" John looked up at the voice and frowned, trying to concentrate on the face. "That wasn't a kiss!" The girl said and there were a few agreements around the circle. "Kiss properly!" Someone else called, earning some cheers from the others. John didn't even know most of the people sitting around the bottle. They had only come to the party to be polite, John had agreed to one drink but hours later he found himself downing beer after beer and cheering at the mention of spin the bottle. Edward was the same, he had drank the same amount as John as was struggling to focus on him as they looked at each other.

John leaned in again, deciding to just do it. Edward met him halfway, connecting their lips in another closed kiss, this time though, they were puckered up and John actually enjoyed the feel of another person's lips on his, regardless of them belonging to his brother. John made a move to pull away again, but Edward was pushing forward, keeping their lips connected so John opened his mouth just a tiny bit.

The room seemed too quiet, or maybe John had just tuned everyone out, he wasn't sure but as Edward wet his bottom lip with a quick stroke of his tongue, he didn't care about anyone else in the room or that they were all watching them. John parted his lips more and Edward done the same. John could taste beer but he didn't know if it was him or Edward. John's tongue circled Edward's, getting lost in the warmth and closeness of someone else. He could feel himself getting excited as Edward's teeth grazed his bottom lip and he had to break the kiss before anyone noticed, so he pulled back once more, catching sight of Edward, eyes closed and lips shiny.

The circle of people clapped and cheered and John laughed, looking down at the bottle to hide his flushed cheeks. Edward was smiling and John saw him licking his lips before he spun the bottle saying "pass" passing his turn to whoever the bottle landed on. John wondered if this was because he didn't want anyone else to kiss him, maybe he wanted to keep John's taste on his lips. Maybe John was projecting his own feelings onto Edward, he was too tipsy to think about it. "I need air" John mumbled, getting to feet and motioning Edward to follow which he did without question.

They headed outside into the back garden and john tried to remember whose house they were even in. Edward stood beside him, leaning against him for support. "Edward" John said, looking at him "let's do it again". Edward's eyes met his and there was an understanding there, letting John know that he didn't have to explain. Edward gave a nod and John was soon leading him to the back of the garden, behind the shed.

They pressed their lips against each other's without hesitation, Edward's back hitting the shed as John pushed him. They opened their lips and twirled their tongues together, quickly and messily, teeth clashing together and maybe a little too wet.  John didn't care though, it was perfect and hot and he found himself pressing his hips into Edward, rubbing against him. Edward whimpered into John's mouth as John pressed his pelvis against Edward's, feeling he was also hard and doing it again with more force.

They frotted against each other, sloppy kisses and quiet moans between them and John felt himself quickly losing it. He bucked his hips one last time, getting lost in the heat running through his body as he came, his hips stuttering against Edward's. Edward kissed him through his moans and John suddenly wanted nothing more than to taste him. Without further thought, he was dropping to his knees and undoing Edward's jeans. John had never done anything like it before, he'd never even touched another person but he didn't give it much thought as he pulled Edward from the tiniest pair of black briefs John had ever seen.

He sucked gently on the tip, testing it out and Edward made the best sound John had ever heard right before he came. John managed to swallow it, impressed and amazed that he came from such little stimulation. It tasted salty but not awful and as John pulled up Edward's underwear and jeans he got a sweet aftertaste, like sugar.  He stood up and Edward wrapped a hand behind John's neck, pulling him into a lazy kiss. The thought of Edward tasting himself on John's lips sent a thrill up John's spine and he moaned into the kiss. Tiredness washed over him as he began to sober up so he supported his weight on the shed, standing beside Edward in silence.

They both slid down against the shed until they were sitting on the damp grass. John wrapped his arms around Edward, one arm around his back, the other crossing over his chest and Edward leaned against him, resting his head against John's ribs. John loved Edward more than anything and he suddenly felt like crying. He didn't know if it was the alcohol or simply holding Edward against himself like this, but John felt the sting in his eyes as a few tears surfaced.

"Are you crying?" Edward mumbled but John didn't answer, just waited for Edward's breathing to even out as he fell asleep against him. John rested his cheek on the top of Edward's hair as a few tears fell. He wondered if Edward would remember this in this morning and even if he did, would he put it down a stupid drunken mistake? Something that should never have happened? John wondered if Edward would be disgusted and it broke his heart to think that Edward could be disgusted because of him. John had always known how much he and Edward loved each other. It was them against the world and they were best friends but something wasn't right for John. He had always felt something for Edward and it wasn’t until he kissed him, John realised how much he loved him. John closed his eyes, slowing down the flow of tears and listened to Edward's breathing. He worried about the morning and what it may bring.

John's arm was completely dead when he woke up. Edward sat up, releasing it from where it was trapped between Edward's back and the shed and John groaned. He was damp because of the grass and sticky inside of his trousers and what he and Edward had done came back to him in a flash. He opened his eyes to find Edward watching him, a small smile on his lips. "We slept out here all night?" Edward mumbled and John guessed that he remembered why they were outside in the first place.

John hummed, his throat too dry to talk. "How romantic" Edward smirked, his voice laced with sarcasm. John looked at him and Edward looked back before asking "do you regret it John?" His voice uncertain and his eyes pleading. John shook his head and he thought he saw Edward physically relax. John smiled and reached his hand out, aiming to touch Edward's knee, but Edward took it as an invitation and dived forward, wrapping his arms around John's neck and resting his head on his shoulder. John held him tightly and he swore he could feel tears again.

"You're my first" Edward whispered "and I want you to be my only one, forever." John gave him a squeeze and cleared his throat. "You are my forever" he croaked and Edward leaned back to press a kiss to John's lips. They both tasted like stale beer and John wondered what last night's come would taste like for Edward because his mouth tasted awful to him, but neither of them cared, it was soft and perfect.

John stood up and held out his hand for Edward, pulling him to his feet. He looked at the gate in the garden and was glad they had a way out that didn't involve having to explain what they were doing outside all night. "Let's go home, I need to brush my teeth" John said with a smile. Edward met his eyes and John couldn't resist one more kiss before they both started home. It was early hours and the streets were dead, John and Edward were the only people out, so they exchanged little glances and tiny kisses as they walked home hand in hand.

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Posting Smut (because I fucking love smut)

I just posted some really smutty Jedcest, so check it out if you like that kinda thing: http://archiveofourown.org/works/10359765

If you don’t like that cesty vibe, I also posted a Josher version: http://archiveofourown.org/works/10359660

No matter what kinda smut you like, I have it covered!

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You asked to prompt you smut and I am actually embarrassed to ask for this but the first thing that came in to my head when I read your liam fic was threesome with Liam? J & E maybe asking him to be their first time or teach them how maybe he's bisexual in the fic or something I dunno? I'm sorry if this is way too dirty lol do not feel pressured to write it at all if you're not comfortable with it but you asked for smut and that was the first thing that came to mind but like that's sooo dirty!!!

PLEASE do not be embarrassed to ask for smut!!! I literally LOVE writing smut and will always fill smutty prompts!! This may have come out a little more smutty than you may have expected though… I can’t help myself. I love Jed smut and i’m so glad you asked!! Read below as always and I hope you like it!

It was all Edward’s idea. John didn’t quite know how Edward managed to talk him into being the one to approach Liam to explain this great idea of his but he did. Edward was no help, silently standing behind him and Liam was in front of them both, looking at John like he had just grown another head right in front of his eyes.

John didn’t know how to bring it up or ask Liam in a natural way, so he just kind of blurted it out. He regretted it, he should’ve given Liam some warning but John was nervous and awkward so he literally walked up to Liam and shouted the question, his words almost a slur as he spoke them too quickly.

“What?” Liam finally asked and John could feel how red his cheeks were. He took a deep breath and silently cursed Edward. “Can you help us?” John repeated and Liam nodded. “Yeah I got that bit. It’s the rest of it I’m struggling with.” Liam said and John really didn’t want to say it again. “Can you help us have sex Liam?” John mumbled, watching Liam’s eyes widen. “Oh so you did say that. Thought I’d misheard you”

“We can’t do it okay?” Edward jumped in “it won’t work and neither of us know what to do.” John looked at Edward as he spoke and wondered if they should have got dressed to do this. That way, they wouldn’t be standing there wearing nothing but their shorts and it would have taken a little bit of awkwardness away. “I’m not going to pretend I’m surprised about you two but me?” Liam looked between the two of them “I can’t help you with this.”

“You can if you-” John cut himself short, leaving the rest of the sentence to Liam’s imagination. Liam seemed to get it and his eyes ran over John’s body once. John reached out, trailing his fingertips over Liam’s knee, hardly even touching him. Edward rested his chin on John’s shoulder and ran his hand down the length of John’s arm until he was also touching Liam’s leg. Liam tensed, John felt his muscles twitch. “Please Liam?” John pouted and Liam was struggling.

“What have you actually done?” Liam asked, his voice strained “just so I know what you’re cool with.” he quickly added making John smirk. He had an idea that Liam wasn’t really asking for their benefit. “Everything but sex” John answered “like oral, dry sex-”

“John spanked me once” Edward interjected and John thought Liam was going to explode. Liam was getting hard and John could feel that Edward was too from where he was pressed up against his back. “Really?” Liam mumbled “fuck”

John nodded and took a step back from him, taking Edward’s hand and leading him back to bed. Just as John thought, had hoped, Liam appeared in the doorway behind them, pulling off his shirt. John looked at his body, comparing it with Edward’s and deciding that there was no competition. Edward was so perfectly stunning in every way, no one could even come close. Edward was studying Liam too from where he sat on the edge of the bed, his cheeks pink and his boxers tented.

John joined Edward, sitting beside him as Liam pulled of his jeans. They were all even now, wearing nothing but shorts and John was getting impatient. He pressed the heel of his palm against his crotch, letting out a long shuddery breath at the pressure. Liam’s eyes were burning into him and it gave John a surge of confidence as he turned to Edward and gently pushed him down onto the bed.

He straddled his waist and kissed him, Edward kissing him back with hunger, arching his back up to press his body against John’s. John whimpered against Edward’s lips, almost forgetting Liam was even there. Edward was so easy to get lost in and John would often zone out of his surroundings while Edward was talking, getting lost in the way his face moved or the way he spoke. When John was in bed with him, it was worse. Edward had to constantly remind John to be quiet just in case someone heard, but John couldn’t care about anyone else but Edward in those moments. All he could think about was Edward.

Liam stepped closer and Edward reached his hand out, disconnecting from John’s kiss to pull Liam onto the bed beside them. John moved his lips down Edward’s neck and across his shoulders, leaving little kisses all over his skin while Edward pulled Liam down towards him and kissed his lips. John sat up on Edward’s lap and watched Liam kiss him. He was rougher than John was most of the time. John didn’t really get rough unless Edward asked for it, but John could see that Liam was naturally rough. Edward wasn’t complaining, his hands coming around the back of Liam’s neck to deepen the kiss, their lips and tongues working fast.

Edward pushed his hips up against John’s looking for friction. Liam’s hand was on his chest now, grazing over his nipples and feeling his way down Edward’s abs where he met John’s thigh. Liam stroked the skin on the inside of his thigh, dangerously close to John’s dick and John held his breath, enjoying the feel of Liam’s touch. He watched as Liam and Edward parted and noticed how full and pink Edward’s lips were.

John wanted to kiss him again but didn’t get the chance as Liam was pulling him into a kiss. Edward sat up on his elbows and watched and John felt dizzy with lust. John tried to keep up with the kiss but mostly just let Liam kiss him as his hips twitched against Edward’s. John opened his eyes and looked at Edward, his eyes were transfixed on him and Liam so he kissed Liam with force, using more tongue and making little sounds, putting on a show for Edward. Liam hummed into the kiss just before pulling away and John missed the contact. John looked at Edward and leant down to connect their lips again. It was nice, tasting Edward again. There was something comforting in it and John couldn’t help but lick a broad stripe from Edward’s collar bones up his neck to the tip of his chin. Edward moaned, his head thrown back and John was moving down his body, kissing down his chest and down the trail of hair under his belly button.

Liam’s watchful glare spurred John on, sending thrills through his body as he pulled down Edward’s pants, kissing his thighs and hip bones. Edward’s hand flew out and gripped Liam’s wrist as John took him into his mouth, his eyes looking up at Edward’s face. Edward let out a long cry as John sunk down on him and John saw Liam guide Edward’s hand down to his crotch, rubbing himself against it with a low moan. Edward took a bit of control back as he helped Liam pull down his pants and took him into his hand. Liam grunted as Edward touched him and John ground his hips down onto Edward’s knee, trying to relieve some pressure that was building up in his own groin.

John watched Edward’s hand work Liam. Liam was definitely bigger than the both of them, thicker in girth and it excited and scared John at the same time. Liam met John’s stare and John held it as he pulled off  Edward, mouth open, tongue out, licking up his full length and leaving a string of saliva connecting his lips to Edward’s dick. Liam licked his own lips as John shifted himself over. Edward’s hand stilled, holding the base of Liam’s cock as John took the tip into his mouth. He knew he couldn’t fit all of Liam into his mouth and was great full for Edward’s hand, twisting his fist around the bit John couldn’t get his lips around.

Liam was almost singing, his moans and cries reaching a range of octaves. Edward turned on his side, watching John suck Liam, his lips meeting Edward’s hand as he sunk down. Edward let out a small sound and Liam reached over John to touch him. John pulled off of Liam, desperate to be touched. Liam didn’t hesitate and John flopped down on Liam’s other side while he jacked them both off. John could hear himself making strangled sounds, bucking up into Liam’s hand, so needy and desperate.

It was different to when Edward touched him. Edward knew his way around John’s body, knew where he liked to be touched and how he liked it. Liam was new to it, his touch not perfect but still amazing. John looked at Liam and thought that he should maybe touch him but his brain was melting and he couldn’t concentrate on anything other than the pleasure.

“I’m ready!” Edward cried and it took a few seconds for John to work out what he meant but with a rush of excitement, he realised that Liam was there to show them how to fuck. He was going to fuck Edward and the thought alone made him moan, pushing up into Liam’s hand. Liam let go of him and John vaguely heard him telling Edward to get on his knees. John watched Edward follow Liam’s instruction, getting to his knees with his legs spread. Liam mumbled “fuck” as he took in the sight and John felt proud that Edward was his.

“John” Liam spoke, snapping John out of his trance. John positioned himself behind Edward, stroking his palm down his arse and licking his lips. “You need to use your fingers-” Liam pulled the lube out of nowhere and John guessed Edward had given it to him. He held John’s hand out and slicked up his fingers before guiding it towards Edward’s arse. “Use one finger first” Liam said and John hesitantly pressed a finger to Edward’s hole, making him grunt and twitch. John slid it in with no problem and Liam showed him how to work Edward, how to crook his finger and add another.

Edward was a whimpering mess by the time John had three fingers inside of him. John didn’t think he could last much longer and Liam was looking just as flushed as he was. Liam squirted a good amount of lube in his hand and wrapped it around John, slicking him up. John bit his lip and moaned at the touch but Liam’s touch was suddenly gone and he was saying “ready Edward?” John whined again, knowing what he was about to do. “Yes!” Edward cried “yes, yes, do it John!” John pressed a kiss to the base of Edward’s spine, mumbling that he was perfect and how much John loved him. John loved seeing Edward like this, completely undone and on the edge.

John knelt and lined himself up, gently applying pressure. Nothing was happening and John panicked because he didn’t think he could fit. He didn’t want to hurt Edward and pulled away from him so Liam took hold of the base of John’s dick and pushed him into Edward harder. John and Edward both cried out as John entered him. It was tight and hot and John had never felt anything like it before. Liam made a sound as he pushed John from behind, making him bottom out. Edward was groaning and John pulled himself together enough to ask if he was okay, but Edward was pushing back onto John and yelling for him to move so John did. Liam’s hands were on his hips, pushing and pulling. John let him guide him, leaning his body back against Liam’s chest. Liam kissed John’s lips and neck, biting every so often as Liam controled John’s thrusts.

Edward was making the sweetest sounds John had ever heard him make and John knew he wasn’t going to last. John took the lead, taking control of his hips, thrusting into Edward harder and faster. He watched as Edward held onto the bed frame, his body jerking with each of John’s trusts. Liam reached around John and started touching Edward, wrapping his hand around his dick. Edward mewled and cried and John could feel himself coming, burying himself deep inside Edward, his hips twitching as he rode out his orgasam. John could hear Edward coming a second after him. He recognised Edward’s sounds, not needing to even look to know what was happening. John opened his eyes to watch Edward, but he couldn’t see much in the position they were in. He pressed little kisses along Edward’s back until he finished and pulled out, hissing at the sensitivity.

Edward collapsed onto the bed, his breath ragged, his body spent and John could feel it too, but Liam was still pressed up against him, his hips twitching against John. John moved around to face him, taking hold of Liam’s dick. Edward was moving too, following John’s lead and they both knelt in front of him. John leaned down to take Liam into his mouth twirling his tonuge around the head before sinking down. Edward watched him for a moment before joining him, their lips and tongues working together around Liam’s dick. It was messy and wet and every now and then their lips would meet in a messy kiss and Liam was shouting, both John and Edward’s names mingled with moans and cries. Liam came suddenly, getting come on both their faces and John thought that was the hottest thing to ever happen.

He leaned forward and licked through the come on Edward’s face, tasting Liam. John didn’t love the taste of come but he didn’t think it was awful. Edward done the same to him, licking Liam’s come from John’s neck before kissing his sticky lips. Liam watched them through hooded eyes and groaned. John pulled Edward closer, wrapping his arms around him in a tight embrace. Edward was sticky from when he came on himself and from Liam’s come but John didn’t care as he pressed kisses to his face and neck whispering that he loved him.

They both flopped down and John pulled the covers up and over the three of them. “Thanks Liam” he mumbled as he yawned. Liam laughed and said “no, thank you guys” and closed his eyes. Edward shifted himself so he was spooning John and John draped an arm around Liam. They all laid in silence, listening to the heavy breaths filling the room. John was still buzzing from his afterglow, sticky and messy but he was too sleepy to care. He smiled to himself thinking about how much fun he and Edward were going to have now they’ve had sex and cracked open an eye to look at Liam. John smirked to himself, listening to Edward sleep behind him and watching Liam drift into sleep in front of him. Yeah, he and Edward were going to have a lot of fun together. John and Edward… and maybe Liam once in awhile.

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Sucking Too Hard On Your Lollipop (Jedcest Smut)

Edward sat in the arm chair tapping his pen against his English book. He was board. John was upstairs taking a nap, his parents were at work and Kevin was staying away, leaving the house empty all day. It was too quiet for Edward's liking and he couldn't concentrate on his studies.

John walked into the living room and threw himself down on the sofa, laying with his head propped up on the sofa's arm rest, his long body stretched out. He flicked on the TV, hardly noticing Edward as he unwrapped a sweet and popped it in his mouth. Edward watched him chew, John's eyes on the programme he was watching.

Edward turned his attention back to his homework but John was rustling around opening a lollipop and flicking through the television channels and Edward couldn't concentrate. He shot John a dirty look but John didn't see him, too focused on his stupid lolly.

John stuck the sweet in his mouth, giving it a suck as he pulled it back out with a slurping sound. Edward watched him as his tongue circled the pink ball of sugar before popping it back into his mouth. The lolly was quite big and didn't fully fit in John's mouth so his lips were wrapped around it, open and sticky.

Edward focused on the way John's throat contracted as he swallowed around the lolly and shifted in his seat, his homework forgotten about. John's eyes were fixed on the TV, one hand behind his head, the other holding the lolly stick, rolling it between his index finger and thumb, making the lolly swirl between his lips.  Edward was uncomfortable in his skinny jeans and he realised with horror that he was getting hard.

Edward cleared his throat and repositioned his book over his lap. He didn't know what to do. If he left the room, he would have to walk in front of John with an obvious bulge in his jeans and John would see. Edward was stuck.

John flicked his eyes up, looking at Edward as he took the lolly out of his mouth and licking it, his tongue flat against the sweet. Edward quickly averted his eyes, concentrating on his homework again. He decided to just wait it out, avoid looking at John and wait for his erection to die down. It was a natural reaction, Edward reasoned with himself. It wasn't Edward's fault that John made his mind wonder and it didn't mean anything, just because it was John.

Edward stared at his book but he could still hear John licking and sucking at the damn lollipop. Hearing the sound effects was almost worse than seeing it making his imagination running wild.

Edward hadn't so much as held hands with someone, let alone done anything remotely sexual, and he was starting to crave another persons touch. Edward's mind was spinning  and he was horrified to think about what he wanted John's lips to do to him.

His eyes flicked back up towards John again, his tongue lapping at the lollipop. John swirled the tip of his tongue around the top of the lolly before taking it into his mouth and sucking. Edward felt too hot and could feel his cheeks turning red, his eyes transfixed on John's lips and the way they worked around the pink lolly.

John looked back up at Edward, obviously sensing Edward's stare.  They held eye contact as John sucked the lolly out of his mouth with an audible pop before licking it again, his eyes falling shut. Edward swallowed hard, his eyes locked with John's as he opened them again while pressing an open mouthed kiss to the lolly. Edward felt his mouth open slightly, his tongue coming out to lick his bottom lip.

John sat up and smirked at Edward, his eyes dropping to Edward's lap where his book lay, completely forgotten about. "Do you want a lollipop?" John spoke, his voice more huskier than normal. Edward didn't answer and John moved towards him and it was like he was walking in slow motion, like a lion stalking it's prey.

John snatched the book from Edward's lap and smiled, his eyes meeting Edward's again. Edward looked up at his twin, a blush dusting his cheeks. John wordlessly pulled up his oversized jumper to reveal the unmistakable outline of his  own hardness. Edward fixed his eyes on John's crotch, taking his bottom lip into his mouth.

"I was upstairs all alone and I got thinking -" John said, still holding up his jumper. "I want to try things." Edward looked back up to John's face. John loomed over him, tall and so confident considering the situation. Before Edward's brain could compute what John said, John had dropped to his knees in front of Edward, the lolly still resting in between his fingers. John rested his hands on Edward's knees and opened his legs enough for him to shuffle forward towards Edward.

Edward was aching in his jeans now and he had no idea what John wanted him to do or how to even do it but he was so ready. "Do you want to try things Edward?" John was so close, it was killing Edward, his chest pressed against Edward's crotch, Edward's thighs braced either side of his body. John leaned toward Edward, his face so close that Edward could feel his breath on his lips. Edward naturally leaned in, closing the gap between them, their lips connecting, Edward's very first kiss. They pressed their lips together, Edward's hands coming up to hold John's shoulders, John's hands stroking Edward's thighs. John deepened the kiss, opening his lips around Edward's, taking the lead.

John's lips were sticky and he tasted like sugar and Edward could feel himself grinding his hips against John's body in response. John sucked Edward's bottom lip into his mouth and bit down before letting go and breaking the kiss. Edward made a strange squeaking sound and inwardly cursed himself, but John didn't seem to mind as his fingers were soon on Edward's jeans, undoing them and pulling them down his thighs.

Edward made another embarrassing sound and lifted his hips up towards John, desperate for him to touch him. John pressed his palm against Edward's briefs and started to slowly rub him through the material. Edward groaned and threw his head back against the chair, lifting his hips to press against John's hand. John pulled on Edward's pants until they were bunched around his ankles along with his jeans and leaned forward, ghosting his lips against the head.

Edward didn't get the chance to really consider what was happening, what he was about to do with his twin brother. He looked back down as John slowly pressed a kiss to the base of his dick, his eyes holding Edward's gaze. Edward hissed through his teeth, John's touches too much but no way near enough and Edward's hand shot to the back of John's head, not pushing, just resting.

John went to work, one hand holding the base of Edward's dick, the other on his knee, still holding the lolly. John's movements mimicked the ones Edward watched him do with the lollipop, his lips pink and stretched around Edward's dick. John sunk down, gagging as Edward hit the back of his throat making, Edward cry out, his hand gripping John's hair and trying desperately not to buck his hips up into his hot mouth. John sucked back up before sinking down again, not as far this time but still taking Edward almost fully in. Edward let out a long shuddering breath, his whole body tense, muscles twitching under his skin.

Edward wondered if John had done this before, even though Edward had nothing to compare it to, John was good and Edward needed to know why. "How do y-you know how to-" Edward moaned loudly, his eyes falling closed as John's teeth lightly grazed him by accident. John pulled of with a wet sound and Edward opened his eyes, missing the contact straight away.

Their eyes met again and Edward took in the sight before him. John kneeling between his open legs, his plump lips red and wet. His eyes were blown and glazed over and he had a wet trail running down his chin from the spit. Edward's mouth hung open, a spark of electricity shooting down his spine and going directly to his dick.

"Porn." John shrugged, sounding like he had a sore throat. Edward nodded, speeches, too turned on by the thought of his twin sat upstairs, watching people suck dick on the laptop and taking notes on how to do it himself. John's hand was rubbing up and down Edward's thigh, the other one still holding his hardness in a tight fist. Edward concentrated on breathing as John leaned back down, still holding eye contact.

John pressed a kiss to Edward's dick and licked a broad stripe from the base to the tip, humming his approval, putting on a dirty show for Edward's benefit. Edward moaned, his voice high pitched. His eyes fluttered shut and he felt something sticky on his lips. Edward parted his lips, taking the lolly into his mouth and opened his eyes. John was looking up at him, his arm stretched out, guiding the lolly, his mouth still working Edward.

John twisted the lolly around so it twirled around against Edward's lips before pulling it back, almost out of his mouth before pushing it back in. Edward let his mouth go slack, keeping his tongue flat as John thrusted the lollipop in and out of his mouth in time with his own movements around Edward. Edward moaned around the ball of sugar, sticky saliva collecting on his lips and it was hotter than any dirty film Edward had ever watched.

John swirled his tongue around the head of Edward's dick and took him into his mouth, sinking back down, gagging again and pushing Edward over the edge. Edward didn't have time to warn John as he came suddenly, almost chocking on the lollipop that John was twisting around in his mouth. John sucked off  his dick, come hitting his face and lips and Edward thought we was going to come again just from the sight.

John licked his lips and pulled the lolly from Edward's mouth. Edward watched lazily as John twirled the lolly against his face, through Edward's come before taking it into his mouth. John sucked the lolly clean and repeated his actions, this time not sucking the lolly himself, but bringing it up to Edward's lips so Edward could taste himself.

Edward opened his mouth and let John push he lolly inside, wrinkling his nose at the salty taste he got before he could taste sweetness of the lolly. John bit his lip as he watched, rubbing himself through his jeans as Edward sucked on the lolly. Edward leaned forward, taking the lolly out of his mouth and kissing John, sticky lips pressed against sticky lips, salty mixed with sweet. John groaned into Edward's mouth and Edward hummed in response.

John leaned up on his knees and undone his jeans, pushing them down his thighs and taking himself in his hand. Edward broke the kiss,  popping the lolly back into his mouth before pushing John's hand away and replacing it with his own. He was completely uncoordinated and out of rhythm but John moaned, his eyes closing, head falling and resting on Edward's chest.

It was a strange feeling, jacking someone else off, Edward briefly wondered how it felt for John, actually having a dick in his mouth and he could feel himself getting turned on all over again at the thought. John moaned Edward's name twice before he bucked up into Edward's hand, crying out as he came, hard and loud.

"Fuck-" John mumbled against Edward's chest, puffs of hot breath through Edward's t-shirt. Edward wiped John's come off his hand on his jeans and wrapped John in his arms, holding him close. "I love you Edward." John wrapped his arms around Edward's waist, still tucked between his thighs. "I love you John." Edward told him, his voice muffled by the lollipop in his mouth.