Kink Meme: Part the First
PROMPT POST #1
Get kinking!
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~*THE OFFICIAL TH KINK MEME DELICIOUS ARCHIVE*~
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Get kinking!
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~*THE OFFICIAL TH KINK MEME DELICIOUS ARCHIVE*~
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Bill wasn't used to swimming in public. Not that they were really in public; the band was currently occupying the otherwise-vacant VIP lounge. A hot tub, a small pool, and a few palm trees. It didn't feel secluded enough for Bill, though, and he continued to dither as he paced around the perimeter of the pool. Tom and Gustav were already in the water, while Georg laid in the sun and their bodyguards lurked. Bill dipped a foot in the water, frowned, and stepped away from the pool.
"Come on, you idiot!" Tom shouted, followed by the sound of a splash and a brush of wetness over Bill's ankles. Bill stepped toward the edge again to kick some water toward him playfully, and he barely had opportunity to gasp as Tom grabbed his ankle and tugged him right into the pool.
"Tom!" Bill shrieked when he surfaced, and he swatted at the water, miserably failing to hit his twin. Tom grinned wickedly and moved toward him, obviously seeking revenge, and Bill instinctively dove away. He cursed when he realized that he was still wearing his sunglasses, and accidentally swallowed a mouthful of water when Tom grabbed his ankle. Bill kicked him away and resurfaced with a gasp, spluttering and coughing. "Fuck you," he wheezed, and tossed his sunglasses at Georg. They hit him square in the chest.
"So you'll stay?" Tom asked, his hand now gripping Bill's wrist. Deciding he didn't have a choice, Bill kicked off for the deep end just to piss off Gustav, who was currently trying to dive in. Tom stayed close behind Bill, and Bill stopped swimming, allowing himself to drift. He felt Tom's hand skim over his leg and then grab his waist; Bill kicked his feet for momentum and propelled himself upward.
"The hell?" he hissed at Tom after he broke the surface. They weren't doing this in public. Tom grinned at him.
"Can you guys move?" Gustav shouted. Bill shoved off from the wall and sped back into the shallow end, hoping Tom wouldn't grope him there. Not that Bill had a problem with groping--in fact, he was inclined to encourage it, just not here, and not now.
Some idle putting around later, Gustav retired to his hotel room, leaving the twins with Georg and various crew members. Bill drifted into deeper waters hesitantly, not surprised that, as soon as he did, Tom's hands began to wander. Bill ducked under the water, sinking down a couple feet, and Tom predictably dove after, his hands skimming over Bill's chest. Bill tried to shove a leg between them but Tom pushed it aside and shoved Bill down until his back scraped the bottom of the pool. Bill barely had time to anticipate Tom's next move when Tom was kissing him sloppily in the water. Bill reached for Tom in spite of himself, but he quickly ran out of breath and propelled himself upward. He gasped for breath and watched as Tom followed him up, stroking heavily up Bill's leg as he rose. Bill shivered and pushed himself backward in the water, but Tom only followed. What was he up to? Bill glanced around the pool somewhat nervously, but none of the crew was paying attention.
When he looked back to Tom, it was to find his twin gone--and then he felt a mouth against his knee. It began to move upward as a hand pushed up his swim trunks; Bill gasped and twisted away, then took a deep breath and cautiously sunk below the water, just a few inches. Tom immediately grabbed his waist, yanked him forward till they were chest-to-chest, and pressed their lips together insistently. Bill nearly gasped as Tom's leg fitted itself between his own but couldn't pay much attention to it as he worked to kiss Tom and still manage to keep them underwater. Water began to flood into his mouth as Bill desperately ground against Tom's knee, quickly becoming hard. They finally bobbed to the surface, too distracted to be able to stay under any longer, and Bill pulled away from Tom, gasping for breath. But Tom had other plans--hardly a second after catching his breath, Tom dove down again, kissing and licking at Bill's torso, his stomach, across his lower abdomen... Bill inhaled sharply and flailed his arms out, trying to keep himself afloat at Tom's teeth tugged at the waistband of his trunks.
Then suddenly Tom pulled away and swam off toward the shallow end, leaving Bill horny and flustered and alone.
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