They've been here over a month now -- strange sweet drinks forced down their throats daily that make their heads fuzzy, make their bodies painfully warm and unbearably sensitive to any sort of stimulation. The faerie who's been supervising their training sits on a chair made from curling, ornately shaped wood... It wasn't carved but rather, had been carefully grown into that shape. Her legs are parted and she plays with herself idly, watching them. This is the first time they've been free of any bonds in all that time, the first time they've been able to touch each other at all. The silver-haired twins kneel on the floor, arms wrapped around each other, desperate to be near their other half again.
Louis pulls back first, kissing Laurent on the head. "I'm sorry, Laurie..." he whispers. "This is all my fault I..."
"Shhhhhh..." Laurent says softly, reaching out to caress his twin's face. "It's going to be okay, don't be sad."
The touch makes Louis shiver. The way they'd been holding each other had already been sending shivers down his spine, every brush of skin on skin making his overly-sensitive body respond with pleasure and arousal. He can tell something is wrong with Laurent, too. That tone of voice isn't something he's ever heard from him before. Distant and--
His thought is cut off when Laurent suddenly brings their lips together. Louis goes stiff, trying to pull back but Laurent doesn't let him. His body burns with need, his cock hardening, throbbing and pulsing. Laurent's head feels fuzzy and blank -- all he knows is that Louis sounded sad, that he was upset and Laurent knows how to make him feel good. He feels Louis's cock growing hard, pressed up between the two of them.
Louis whimpers -- he knows this is wrong, that he shouldn't be doing this, he shouldn't be letting Laurent do this but... God, he can't think straight, he can barely even think at all, arousal running riot through his body and he knows he can't fight it anymore. Louis slips his tongue into Laurent's mouth, his hand pressed to his twin's chest and he lets it drift downwards, wrapping his fingers around his twin's hard, throbbing cock. Louis doesn't think he's ever been this hard before or ever needed release quite this badly. Their trainer had left them for the last two days without any touch beyond prying their mouths open to pour aphrodisiac-laced faerie wine down their throats
When their lips part, they're both breathing hard. Laurent's eyes are closed, his lips still parted. "Nnnn Louiiiiiiiiis" he whimpers, his hips thrusting erratically into Louis's hand. He wants to make Louis feel good but with those fingers wrapped around him, he can't pay attention to that.
"Laurent I--" He grits his teeth, feeling Laurent's fingers tighten around him. "Laurie-- please--" Some part of him is still resisting, some part of him still can't quite do this but his body seems to act without his input, continuing to jerk his twin off.
"L-Louis--!" Laurent whines, his cock twitching and spasming in Louis's hand. reaching his peak for what would only be the first time that night.
Thick sticky jets of cum coat both twins bellies and thighs, more of it spilling forth from the tip of Laurent's cock than should be possible -- one of the effects of the sex drugs and magic the fae had been using on them for the past month.
The faerie woman laughs, stepping down from her seat and stalking up to them. "Good boys -- that will make your new owner so, so very happy..."
Laurent redoubles his efforts to pleasure Louis, moaning as he does. "Please, Louis..." He whispers. "I want to make you feel better, I want to make you feel good...Please..."
Louis bites down on his lower lip again, hard enough to draw blood this time -- his whole body feels like it's on fire and his head is spinning. With every pump of Laurent's hand the feeling intensifies but it's just not enough. He doesn't have the hair trigger that Laurent does. He needs more.
The faerie trainer grabs Laurent by the shoulders, kneeling down and peeling his fingers away from Louis's cock. Louis lets out a low whine -- not wanting Laurent to stop, aching when he's no longer being touched.
"On your feet." She snaps at Louis, her amber eyes burning with intensity.
He does as he's ordered and rises to his feet, watching as the faerie maneuvers Laurent like some kind of doll. Laurent's face is flushed, his eyes hazy and distant, clouded over by mindless lust.
"Now, Laurent, I want you to suck your brother's cock." The faerie orders. "Wrap your lips around and him and don't stop until you feel him hitting the back of your throat."
Louis's mind is torn between hoping there's enough still left of Laurent's mind that he hesitates or resists and desperately wanting to facefuck his twin... The latter wins out and Laurent follows the fae's order without hesitation, taking the head of Louis's cock into his mouth.
"Good boy..." The faerie purrs, placing her hand on the back of Laurent's head, her lips curving into a vicious grin. "Start slow -- taste him, trace every hill and valley of his cockhead with your tongue."
Louis moans, feeling Laurent eagerly follow the faerie's instruction, licking the underside of his cockhead, tonguing the slit at his tip and suckling on him... Any will he had left to fight leaves him as Laurent sucks enthusiastically on his cock, the feeling of being wrapped in that warm wet mouth a sensation of bliss he's never felt before in his life. He tangles his fingers into Laurent's hair, making shallow thrusts into him.
"That's it -- that's what she wants..." The faerie says, pushing Laurent forward, forcing more of Louis's cock into his mouth. "Thrust into him -- fuck his throat with every inch of your cock."
"That's... that's it Laurie..." Louis whimpers. "That's it... oh god..." his hips rock forward until he can't seem to stop himself. He grips Laurent's hair tight and pushes past the resistance. He can hear Laurent gagging on him, feel the way his throat flexes and clenches involuntarily around his cock and almost cums then and there. "Oh God, Laurie!"
