take your last breath

Any time works for me. When do you want to watch it?

Tonight?

I have that affect on a lot of people. Come on now, don’t be shy. Just say whatever’s on your mind.

I'm really horny.

Is this gonna turn into 20 questions? Because I’m alright with that. Okay, are you a virgin?

Kind of? I mean, I've had sex with girls. Two different girls, two different times. But I've never had sex with a guy. I know I'm bisexual, so I guess I'm half virgin.

I am indeed. Sorry dude, if you ain’t gonna offer another secret or something else to trade with I sure as hell ain’t telling you another.

Ask me something, anything you want and I'll answer. That seems fair.

Definitely not, guys do nothing for me. Girls are way better at pleasuring girls. I’m sure there are girls out there into that, everyone’s into something, right? I’ll call you whatever I want, blondie.

Oh, well.. I don't know what to say anymore.

Yay! It’s a deal then, love.

When are we going to watch it?

Aiden sighed. “I wish you would talk to me.” He said, barely audible. Although he and his brother were close, he sometimes felt like they weren’t. He didn’t always share everything with his brother, and clearly it went both ways.

Lance heard what Aiden said but chose to ignore it. He sighed softly, hating that he was making Aiden sad but knowing it could always be worse.

Aiden curled into Lance a little more. He’d been close to his brother his whole life, he could tell when he wasn’t okay. “You’re not fine, Lance. But if you don’t want to tell me, it’s okay, I guess.” He closed his eyes gently and sighed. He hated when Lance was upset, it made him said, too.

Lance knew that his brother cared, but he didn't want to put any stress on him. Despite being the younger twin- by only ten minutes- he felt very protective of his older brother. Aiden was one of the only people Lance actually cared about and he wasn't about to let him get hurt.

Now you’re talking! Regular whipped cream. In the mouth and in the mug.

You got it babe.

Obviously I’m talking to you, powder puff. Clearly. Oh however will I live if slutty guys won’t fuck me? Oh right, no ‘guy’ will be fucking me, ever.

Would you ever fuck a guy if he was feminine enough? I heard some girls are into that. And don't call me princess.

Well, I guess you are a badass then. Why were you so jealous though?

You little tease. As much as you want with as many sprinkles as you want. I make it, of course, being the gentleman I am.

That’s me. Hm, that’s a good start, but, what about whipped cream? Oh, of course, you’re just such a gentleman, Lance.

Well you don’t seem feminine enough to get fucked, anyways. One night stand guys wouldn’t be able to handle you.

Aw, did I offend you, Princess? I may not be your classic girl, but look at me, I’m definitely feminine. Damn right they wouldn’t be able to handle me. Why do I get the feeling you’re trying to make that seem like a bad thing?

Not sharing your dirty little secret?

If you share a dirty secret, I’ll share mine. It’s only fair.

I’ve got the worst headache ever, it feels like someone’s punching my head over and over again. 

Migraine, possibly? Do you need anything?

Need coffee.

Don't we all?