Page 22 of TAINTED by TWINS

Jonah... Lian leans in to the point where Jonah's nose can touch his tears. "Jonah, please..."

He's begging kiss, which the Prince Charming delivered. He cries for a touch, which landed on his waist as Jonah pulled him closer. The Prince's lips were gentle, careful, but his hands were fiery and possessive. Lian felt warm, comforted by the nails against his clothed thighs...

Jonah's hand crawled up to his neck, almost threatening to steal his breath away but most importantly, steal him from his uncle. "Can I steal you away, Lian?"

When Jonah tilts his head, Lian immediately shakes his head, no. "Jonah, you're scaring me..."

He only smiled to wiped off his fear, slowly unbuttoning Lian's expensive shirt while shedding away the vest. "Don't be scared, beautiful. I'll do anything you ask, even stop. But from how you're looking at me, you don't want me to stop do you?"

Lian looks up to him for warmth, comfort, and protection. It doesn't matter if it includes being undressed on top of a piano, if it means forgetting about the hands on him earlier, let Jonah replace them.

The piano was closed, but Lian's mouth made sweet music because of how Jonah is jerking him with the gentleness of a pianist during a solemn piece. Slow strokes, never aggressive. But his lips are, making a meal of Lian.

However, when the curious hand crawls deeper...

"Ow!" Lian winced at the sore spot, making Jonah to tilt his head.

"Sensitive?" He whispered, "Why? Did Jade have a turn?"

"N-no... nothing, nothing..." Lian redirected Jonah's sight into his own eyes. "I'm just... it's just sore. Please go slow..."

"It's soft..." Jonah squints his eyes, "Chris?"

Lian's breath hitched at the name. Jonah sighed, "You're still with him?"

"It's complicated—"

Lian pushed him away with tears in his eyes. "... then don't touch me; Jade won't mind, I'll go—

The moment he hopped off the piano, Jonah grabbed his shoulder and bent him over the piano, using his knees to push Lian's pants further down his legs.

"Do you like my brother, darling?" Jonah says while caressing the softly pink hole, dry and clean. "Because I like you more than he ever will. I will take care of you more than I desire for this body. Stay with me, Lian, please..."

"Mmm—..." Lian felt Jonah kneel behind him, and he winced when he felt a tongue. It was warm, gentle. It didn't go inside; just caressing the irritated entrance.

After a while 5 minutes of getting Lian relaxed, the door suddenly flew open and Lian screamed in shock. But Jonah remained calm, for it was only his reliable brother who came here after the blonde requested some... "Lube, really? You're just showing off, Jonah."

Jonah caught the bottle thrown by Jade, giving him a knowing yet challenging look. "Thank you, Jade... lock the door, will you? We're busy here."

"Jade—" Lian didn't get to call out for him because Jonah claimed his lips. Jade just looked at him, a bit torn inside seeing a vulnerable Lian get seduced by Jonah. But what can he do, Lian was never his.

"Jonah, what about Jade—"

"What about him?" Jonah says, tilting his head while making Lian moan at the heavily lubed fingers trying to stretch him out. "Can't it be my turn to dance with you, Lian? Can't I have you to myself for once?"

Lian doesn't like those words, but Jonah is pushing him against the piano and stretching him out slowly, as he requested. He can't just stop now, and he can't stop Jonah as he inhales Lian's scent from his neck.

"You didn't answer my question earlier, darling... do you like my brother? Do you prefer him? Do you want him here instead, do you want to just be his?!"

Lian sniffed, moaning at the third finger going inside. "Mmnnn... no!"

"No? So you don't like him?" Jonah starts seeing red as he starts aggressively fingering him. "Do you even like any of us or are you just using us for your sexual pleasure, something to distract off your cheating boyfr—?!"

"Us... both?" Jonah's heart seemed to stop beating. That's impossible, how could Lian not choose between two? He is only one Lian, so he should only belong to one, right? "Both? Why can't you just choose, there's only one you!"

"But I want you both!" Lian yelled out, crying because of his embarrassing confession. "Please... I've liked you since the beginning... but I've fallen for Jade, too. I can't choose... I know, I'm horrible. I'm not supposed to feel like this, I'm supposed to know better!"

"I..." Lian whispered, "N-not Chris..."

Everytime Lian's lips are left unattended, it moans out a sweeter tone than the piano. "Jonah! Ahhh, Jonah!"

"H-huh...?"

Jonah's hands tightened as he speeds up, but not enough to threaten Liam's life. Just enough to keep his wide eyes on Jonah, wondering what he's gonna do to him.

"What are you—ahh!" Jonah had purposely hit an angle that would drive him nuts.

"You always seem so tough, Lian... but you're just transparent.

.. vulnerable. The stupid naive nerd who let a boy clearly in love with him touch him in a library.

Have you not seen my eyes when I first met you?

How I immediately gave you mercy, how my heart fell to my knees?

And yet you let me touch you. No matter how dangerous being pursued by a Deveroux is. You should've known better."

Jonah isn't finished, "And I'm gonna fill you up and keep it dripping inside you tonight, darling. You better hold all of this in..."

"What are you doing here, Khalid? You are not invited to the gala.

" She did not even bother smiling at the man in a pure white suit and real fur around his shoulders, a cane propping both his hands as he stood tall with a smile.

His hair was dark, but silver at the sides, his nearly trimmed silvery facial hair attesting to his glorious age.

"I don't believe I need to be invited into my own home, Cara Mia..." he nods at the waiter who brought him champagne.

"This is not your home, it was stated in the divorce—"

"That this house will be in the possession of the CEO of Maison du Rogue, and your Jonah isn't the CEO yet, Cara Mia," He smirked at her, "I must say, you did a great job raising him to be my heir. You have always done a good job... but you're not good at sneaking around."

"Excuse me?"

"The driver told me about your frequent visits to a small neighborhood." Khalid squints his handsome eyes at her. "Did you really think you can hide Lei from me?"

The Lady Deveroux's eyes trembled, though her head stays lifted as high as her pride. Hearing that name come out of his mouth makes her want to strangle him—don't say her name as if you weren't the one who tore us apart!

"Since when has she been alive, Cara Mia?" Lord Deveroux asks. "I thought you had killed her? Or maybe she wanted to get away from you."

Velomina kept her head up, refusing to let Khalid into her head.

"Did you happen to meet her son?" At the mention of him, however, Velomina's eyes faltered. "A son I haven't found out until I looked at the household population. Who knew, my true heir was hiding from me all these years?"

Velomina stomped towards him just to sneer in his face, "He is no son of yours, your child died before he was even born!"

"You mean the one you killed? And who told you he was dead?" Khalid brushed a loving finger against her chin. "The same woman who pretended to be dead for two decades?"

Something flashed in Velomina's eyes, and unfortunately it's not a knife against Lord Deveroux's throat.

He saw it, those eyes, "Aww... the moment you saw her, you turned back into the vulnerable, stupid little girl you once was, Velomina.

You think you've grown, you've changed. But all I see is the woman who pushed an innocent pregnant woman off the stairs.

Don't make me throw you into an asylum again. "

Khalid walked away, off to interact with the men who became starstruck upon seeing Lord Deveroux. Velomina looked around, spotted her dark-haired rebellious son by the terrace smoking, and walked towards him in a rush.

She snatched away his cigarette. "Where is your brother, child?"

"What the—mom!" Jade growled as Velomina smoked his piece, before throwing it away in disgust.

"Ugh, you bought that from a gas station, didn't you?" She crossed her arms at him, "I need you to keep Lian away from Lord Deveroux."

"Why—"

"I don't care what illegalities you have to do, do not let him find out about Lian! Fake his death, change his gender, kill your father—do something!"

"You look like a dried up apple when you're pissed, I'm not gonna lie—"

"DO NOT—!" She points her perfectly manicured finger at her own son threateningly, "—let Khalid anywhere near that boy, Jade. It will be the end of you."

His mother stormed off angrily, and Jade could only look back at the entrance where Jonah came in with Lian—trying to fix his clothes and tilting his blonde head at his brother.

Velomina immediately rushed to Lian where she lifts his head and says he needs to retouch his lips, he has been eating too much.

Jade took note of how his own mother looked at Lian, it was like having the son she had always wanted. And now she's threatening her real son for his sake.

Lian couldn't sleep last night, and he may have skipped a few routines that made him look presentable.

That may be why he went to school very early; he didn't do much to his face, he remained looking tired.

Still, he went to school with a chaotic head and hickeys on his hidden thighs, courtesy of a Deveroux twin, his student.

I'm no different from Chris... I'm a pot. Lian tried keeping his head held high as he walks inside a school with barely any students in, because it's currently 6am.

However, upon opening his empty classroom, he stepped back, horrified at the thousands of pictures pasted onto the board of him riding on Jade's bike, being held by Jonah, and even the gala where he was holding hands with Jade, and dancing too close to the blonde Prince, their lips almost touching.

What... Lian's knees feel weak as he locked the door behind him and snatched all the photos down, sweat dripping down his forehead as his head spins at the amount of incriminating photo paper.

He even failed to notice one student sitting in class with his feet up the table. "Aww, you didn't like the shots? I thought you'd appreciate it as a photographer yourself..."

Lian stared at him, hands trembling while holding several crumpled photos. "Sasha..."

"You've had a lot of fun with the top dogs in the school..." Sasha says while standing up and holding a copy of Jonah and Lian together.

"Why are you doing this?!"

"I had to make sure you won't tell anybody our little secret.

Because if anybody find out..." Sasha crawls two fingers up Lian's chest; ".

.. not only will you be out of a job, but you'll be arrested for sleeping with hmm.

.. how many? One, two... me? Haha... that's a lot of students to not be branded a predator. "

"Chris did the same... with you and me," Lian whispered.

"Chris is no ordinary teacher, you know his rank.

And besides, I know how to keep secrets, and if I say Chris is innocent, everybody will believe me.

If I tell them you're dirty... everyone will just see dirt instead of your pretty little face.

So which one of you will get arrested, Sir?

" Sasha leans to peck him on the cheek. "I'm just reminding you before you do anything reckless. Now give me a kiss."

Lian looked away, but Sasha grabs his necktie and pulls it hard. "What did I say, Sir? I want a kiss."

He really did try to pull back, but Sasha was adamant and locked their lips together, forcing the teacher to taste his cherry lollipop from earlier. When Sasha pulled away, he has a proud glint in his eyes, opposite to Lian's empty ones.

"I've waited so long to have Dr. Wayne, and when you came in, I've had an eye on you, too.

How fun was it, to have him on top of me and you under me?

Ahh, dream come true!" Sasha giggled as he leans in and licks Lian's lips teasingly.

"Goes to show that you can always get what you want. .. if you're pretty enough."

Sasha walks out of the room giggling, leaving Lian to deal with the consequences of someone else's actions.