Prompt: #33: Expectations

Characters/Pairings: Roxas/Sora, mentioned mild Demyx/Sora

Summary: Based on the yaoi manga Futari Yuugi. Roxas steals Sora's boyfriends to prove his devotion.

Warning: This chapter should probably be rated M, though there is no sex. If twincest and horny boys make you uncomfortable, don't read it.

Sora grimaced as he checked his cell phone for the first time since arriving home from school, despite it being nearly seven o' clock at night. Demyx had texted him a few times in the past couple of hours, asking if he was angry about what had happened that day. Honestly Sora wasn't that irritated, he'd come to expect it in the past year or so. He shot a quick text back saying that they would talk about it at school when his door opened. Startled, the brunet looked up to see his twin standing in the doorway with a smirk. Sora scowled and looked back at his phone, waiting for a reply to distract him. No such luck.

Roxas sauntered across the room and draped his arms over his brother's shoulder, his nose buried in the other's hair. "Are you angry?" He asked, not sounding upset at all. Sora tried to shrug him away, but Roxas only held him tighter and inhaled deeply. His lips brushed the brunet's shoulder and Sora held back a shiver at the contact. "You didn't seem angry. You always used to be, whenever I stole your boyfriends from you."

"It's because it keeps happening. I guess I just got used to it." Sora said flatly, pushing at his twin's arms.

"Then why didn't you stop introducing your boyfriends to me?" Roxas asked, genuinely curious. Sora sighed and played with the buttons on his phone.

"You're my brother. You would have to meet them eventually." He replied, stating the obvious. Roxas nuzzled Sora's neck, his mouth getting uncomfortably close to the other's ear.

"Hm…well, it doesn't matter anymore. I already know who I want for my boyfriend." That wasn't something Sora expected to hear. Roxas felt his brother tense beneath him and smiled, careful to make sure the other would feel the movement. He was rewarded with a faint shudder.

"A-ah…is that so…?" Sora asked, trying to focus on his phone. Still no reply from Demyx, not that he really expected one. They were technically no longer a couple after Sora had walked in on Roxas molesting the other boy, with Demyx far from complaining.

"Mh. Guess who." Roxas whispered it like a command into Sora's ear and the brunet stiffened, his expression growing cold. He shoved Roxas away and shut his cell phone.

"…I don't care. Tell me if you want to." He muttered, sliding off the bed and heading for the door. Roxas gave a heavy sigh and flopped onto Sora's bed, his cheek resting on the other's pillow.

"Ah, you're so boring! Don't give up so easily, it's such an unattractive quality." He whined. Sora shrugged and grabbed his backpack, planning on doing his homework in the living room…where it was open.

"I don't care what you find attractive in me, Roxas, you're my brother. You should focus on the one you want for your boyfriend." He snapped. He missed the smirk that Roxas gave him as he left the room.

"Hey, don't you want to know what it feels like?" Sora couldn't remember who had asked that but he did remember his brother's warm hands sliding up his arms and grasping him tightly, one hand on his shoulder and the other curled into his hair at the base of his neck.

"U-um, are you sure about this?" The older twin asked, flicking brown hair out of his eyes. Roxas just smiled at him before pressing their lips together, moving them curiously against his brother's. Sora kept his eyes open even though he was bright red with embarrassment, his hands clutching the other's sleeves as he tried to mimic Roxas' actions. After a moment they pulled away for air, though Sora was panting harder than his brother.

"Hey, stick out your tongue. It might make it feel even better." Roxas suggested, the hand that was on Sora's shoulder coming to caress his cheek instead. Sora unconsciously leaned into the touch, though his expression was uncertain.

"M-my tongue? Roxas, I don't—" Sora was cut off as Roxas squeezed his jaw, forcing his mouth open. Sora, with no other choice, tentatively stuck out his tongue. Once again the blond twin came down on his brother's mouth, this time their tongues twisting together. Sora made a muffled sound as the roof of his mouth was stroked, squinting at Roxas' face and trying to keep his thoughts straight.

"R-Roxas, I don't want to anymore…" Sora stuttered, and he pulled away. The brunet hurried out of the room and leaned on the door after he closed it behind him, his fingers resting on his puffy lips. Back in the bedroom Roxas smirked, tracing his lower lip with his thumb and licking away the saliva that Sora had left there.

"Ah, so we're breaking up?"

Demyx didn't sound very surprised by that, although he did look guilty. Sora nodded, his expression apologetic. Demyx sighed and rubbed the back of his head, glancing away for a moment.

"Well, I saw it coming. I really shouldn't have let your brother seduce me. I was unfaithful, and I'm sorry that I hurt you." He was truly sorry for what he did and Sora knew that. He gave Demyx a faint smile and took the other's hand.

"It's fine. It's not…the first time something like this has happened. Roxas is…really good at doing that sort of thing." He said. Demyx looked thoughtful at that and squeezed Sora's hand.

"You know, we wouldn't have worked out anyway. I knew when you didn't get angry with me that your heart wasn't truly in it. Next time, I hope we both find people that we truly care for. Still friends?" He asked, his eyes shining hopefully. Sora grinned back and squeezed his hand as well.

"Yeah, still friends."

The house was quiet. Their parents were away for the weekend so Sora was sitting alone on the floor in the living room, trying to finish his homework. Roxas came in, shoving his cellphone into his back pocket, "I ordered pizza for us, so you don't need to cook anything tonight." He said, sitting down on the floor next to his brother.

"Alright. Thank you." Sora said absently. He wasn't getting much of his work done, his mind was unfortunately occupied by other thoughts. Roxas realized that, and he smirked as he reached out to trail his fingers down Sora's cheek.

"All you need to say is 'Tell me who it is', Sora." That made the brunet jump and he looked at his brother with a scowl.

"I told you! I don't care who your first choice of a boyfri—" Realizing his mistake, Sora cut himself off and bit his thumb. Too late. Roxas grinned slowly, his eyes narrowing in a predatory way. Sora looked away, flushing. "I-it doesn't matter. You tell me if you want me to ask so badly." He snapped, irritated by this game.

That was all Roxas needed. He lunged forward and slammed Sora into the carpet, pinning his twin down by the shoulders. The brunet made a soft, surprised noise as he hit the ground, and suddenly Roxas' lips were getting closer. Sora jerked his head to the side, eyebrows furrowing. "Roxas, don't—"

He didn't get to finish. Roxas grabbed him by his hair and brought his face to meet one that looked just like his own. Sora didn't get another chance to protest as Roxas smashed their lips together, one hand holding Sora's head in place and the other pinning one wrist down. Sora struggled to use his free hand to push his brother away but the blond was a solid weight against him. Resistance did nothing but make him press down harder, practically grinding the brunet into the floor. Finally he pulled away, leaving Sora to pant and try to regain his composure. He couldn't look his brother in the eye and he turned away, his face scarlet.

"You should…do that with your boyfriend…not your twin…" He said, his voice hoarse with emotion.

"…You damn idiot." Roxas growled, and Sora cried out as his hair was tugged again and once more he found his brother's lips on his own. The kiss was shorter but more violent, ending with a harsh nip to Sora's lower lip that caused it to redden and swell. Roxas stared down at him, taking in the way his twin's face had flushed and how his eyes had gazed over. "Beautiful…"

"Roxas…you…"

"Shut up. You really don't get it, do you. Why do you think I kissed you like that, huh?" Sora's eyes were wide as Roxas rested their foreheads together. "You're the only one that can get me so turned on just by kissing. When you walk into the kitchen after waking up, your hair all messy and just in your sleep pants, I want to hold you close and kiss you…when you come home after club activities, out of breath and smiling, I want to push you against the wall and take you right there. You're the only one."

"Roxas, we can't…I don't understand." Sora stuttered, his heart beating wildly with fear and something else he refused to name.

"You don't? You should…" Roxas murmured, shoving his knee between Sora's legs. He smiled as his twin cried out with a strangled voice and grabbed Sora's hands in one of his own, pinning them to floor above the other's head. "Why did you keep bringing your boyfriends home to meet me, Sora? You knew I would take them from you. You were testing my devotion to you. You knew I couldn't stand seeing you with someone else, you just wanted proof that I would do anything to keep you for myself…" He slowly unbuttoned Sora's shirt with one hand, the other keeping his twin's hands pinned above his head.

"Ever since we kissed for the first time when we were younger, I wanted you. And even if you plead and beg, I know that you feel the same. You've never felt the same way about anyone else that you kissed. Only me." And it was true. Sora whimpered as Roxas ground his knee into him, trying to squirm out of his grip. He had never felt the same way about any of his boyfriends; only Roxas' kiss had ever numbed his mind so wonderfully.

"You're mine. We are the same; no one else can ever understand you like I do." Roxas whispered, his breath hot against Sora's neck. Sora just held him tighter and tried not to whimper as his brother trailed kisses down his collarbone. "There is no one but me." Roxas said, and his voice was dark and possessive.

"No one but you." Sora agreed, breathlessly, and allowed his twin to take him over.