Thread by @Bluefuckboi

Seeing these actor au takes got the ole cogs turning…
#plantcest #kv
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It was a bold move to hire irl twins for the production, but the chemistry between Vash and Nai was unmatched.

Their bond went deeper than the characters they played, earning the production rave reviews. The love between the brothers was tangible on screen, and off screen.

They spent every possible moment together. While Vash was in hair and makeup, Nai would be giving pointers.

When Nai was in wardrobe, Vash was there to tell him how handsome he looked. They spent every break together, inseparable to the point where producers had to let them sit in on each other’s solo shoots.

Naturally it was a surprise when Nai got word Knives wouldn’t be making it.

The writers assured him it was only a cliff hanger ending for the audience to give enough attention for them to get renewed for a season two. It didn’t make it any easier, especially for Vash.

Watching his brother being burned away nearly sent him into a panic attack.

When all was said and done, it was the best performance from the twins in the entire production. Even the usually sullen Nico congratulated them.

The twins didn’t show for the wrap party, and Nai’s phone went straight to voicemail when the director tried to reach him.

Vash and Nai had planned on going to the party, but Vash had stopped them a few steps away from the bar.

“Nai…” Vash’s voice was small, barely a whisper, “Do you… do you think they liked it so much because they don’t want us to be together?”

Nai’s brow furrowed.

“What do you mean?” Nai’s voice was steady, as he tried not to upset his brother further.

“I know they were watching us,” Vash said, his long fingers fiddling with the end of the scarf around his neck, “I heard one of the PA’s saying we were making her feel awkward.”

Nai crossed his arms. “So? She has no business snooping around ours. Besides…”

He took Vash’s hands in his own, bringing them up to kiss the back of his brother’s knuckles.

“We don’t care what anyone else thinks. Isn’t that right, Vash?”

Vash nodded, bottom lip quivering.

Nai sighed. He’d been looking forward to what should have been a night to lighten the mood, and maybe let Vash have a little more alcohol than he should.

“Come on,” Nai sighed, wrapping an arm around Vash’s shaking shoulders, “Let’s go home.”

Vash managed to hold back his tears until they made it home. He was a mess by the time Nai coaxed him over to the couch. They sat together while Vash sobbed against Nai’s sweater, making a patch wet with tears and snot.

When Vash’s sobs turned into hiccups, Nai pulled back.

“Better?”

Vash replied with a wipe of his nose against his sleeve. Said sleeve was quickly caught by Nai with a chastising, “You’ve already soiled my sweater. Use a tissue.”

Vash’s eyes slipped down to look at the wet spot on Nai’s sweater and more tears welled up.

“Oh no. I’m sorry Nai. I didn’t mean to. Please don’t be mad. I-“

Nai silenced him with a finger against his lips. He leaned down, replacing the finger with his own mouth, kissing Vash chastely before replying.

“You know I could never be mad at you. Now let me make it better.”

Vash was eager tonight, already wet by the time Nai snuck a hand down his brother’s pants. The breathy noise Vash made at the touch was delicious. He was always so sensitive and Nai loved it.

“What do you want, Vash,” Nai breathed against Vash’s lips.

He teased a finger at Vash’s hole. The fabricof his briefs was sticky against Vash’s skin.

“N-Nai!” Vash whimpered.

Vash’s eyes opened, a turquoise galaxy nearly swallowed up by the black hole of his pupils. He was gorgeous, like always. Nai gave him a long, languid kiss.

“Vash,” his brother’s name was growled out, “Tell me who you want.”

Nai’s finger moved up, flicking Vash’s clit. Vash nearly screamed his answer.

“You! I want you! Nai! Please…”

Nai grinned, sharp canines glinting in the low light of their apartment.

He made short work of stripping Vash, savoring the way the briefs pulled away from his brother’s cunt with a strand of slick stretching between them. Vash squirmed beneath Nai, his hands coming to claw at Nai’s sweater.

Nai lifted the hem of the sweater.

“You want this off?”

Vash nodded and gasped out, “Wanna feel you. Need you, Nai.”

Nai’s stomach dropped. Vash knew exactly how to reel him in, just how Nai knew what it took to have Vash a gasping mess beneath him. They were truly perfectly suited for each other.

Vash’s hands were on Nai’s skin before he could even finish pulling the sweater off fully. They mapped out defined muscles, sweeping over Nai’s abdominals before fumbling with his belt. Vash’s hands were shaking too much for him to unbuckle it, so Nai did it for him.

Vash’s eager hands plunged into Nai’s pants, fishing out his hard cock, running over the length and wrapping around the girth. Nai’s hips twitched as Vash pushed his brother’s foreskin back to reveal the leaking glans.

With flexibility that still astounded Nai, Vash curled up.

His tongue lapped greedily at the head of Nai’s cock, taking ever drop of pre cum it was willing to give him.

“Vash.”

The sound rumbled low in Nai’s chest. His twin must be in one of his needy moods, which wasn’t surprising considering Vash’s distress earlier.

Vash’s pretty lips wrapped around Nai’s cock, sucking sloppily until Nai’s hand in his spiky blonde locks stopped him. He pulled him off and his cock twitched at the sight of Vash, already so far gone; heavy lids, unfocused eyes, even a bit of drool at the corner of his mouth.

Nai chuckled, pulling Vash into a kiss so he could taste himself on his brother’s tongue. It was invigorating, tasting himself inside Vash, but it wasn’t nearly enough.

He released Vash, saying, “Pull your legs up.”

Vash obeyed, hooking his hands behind his knees.

He pulled them up as Nai crawled off him, lining himself up with Vash’s dripping entrance. They both let out mirrored moans when Nai pushed in. Vash was still so tight despite being so turned on he was making another wet spot on the couch.

“Naiiiiiii!” Vash whined loudly.

Nai cupped Vash’s damp cheek in his hand, shushing him before hooking his hands behind Vash’s knees. He started a slow pace, watching the place they were connected. Vash’s chubby clit was begging for attention, standing hard as Nai’s cock brushed it the smallest amount.

Nai reached a hand down to pull at the hard nub and Vash cried out. His cunt clenched around his twin’s cock as he cummed his release dripping between his legs.

“So fast,” Nai said, his voice husky.

Vash didn’t reply, barely able to even keep his eyes open to look at Nai.

Nai kept his fingers on Vash’s overstimulated clit, rubbing it between two of them as he sped up his thrusts. Vash arched from the couch, a mewl ripped from his throat as Nai’s cock found it’s mark inside him.

Nai’s other hand came to push on Vash’s stomach.

He could feel himself hitting deep inside his twin, nearly kissing the crown of his cervix with his cock. Vash sobbed and Nai bent down to lap the tears from his cheeks.

“Mine,” he growled between licks, “You’re mine, Vash.”

Vash’s lashes fluttered against Nai’s cheek.

“Mmhmmm,” was all Vash could force out, already spiraling into another high.

This one left him dizzy, head spinning as Nai’s lips found there way to his neck. A harsh bite was placed there, a claim. The pain pulled another orgasm from Vash and he sobbed.

“Nai! P-please!”

“Patience, my love,” Nai chided, taking his time with marking Vash’s skin.

Vash’s arms sprung up, wrapping around Nai’s shoulders. His mouth found his brother’s ear and he mouthed beneath it, hot breath steadily driving Nai crazy. Vash knew Nai could hold out longer.

But Vash wanted his brother’s seed now.

“Naiiii,” he moaned, directly into Nai’s ear, “Cum in me. Please. Wanna have your babies.”

Nai stilled for a moment. Vash’s words were sending molten heat down his spine, the heat pooling in his stomach.

Vash wanted to bear his children, and Nai was never one to deprive his beloved brother. His hands flew back to Vash’s raised thighs, gripping tight enough to bruise as he pushed them up. He fucked into Vash roughly, the sound of their skin slapping together echoing.

Vash’s hands gripped Nai, nails carving red lines into pale skin as he held on for what felt like dear life. Vash always loved how passionate Nai was when they came together like this. Nai knew how to quell his fears and make him forget about everything else.

Vash pressed his forehead against Nai’s collarbone, whimpering a mantra of, “Nai… Nai.. Nai…”

Nai’s hips tilted up, changing the angle to pierce his cock as deep as possible into that secret area of Vash’s that was his. Only his.

Vash tightened around Nai, cumming for a third time with a wail of “NAAAIIII!!”

Nai struck deep and true, spilling into his twin with a harsh cry of his name.

“VASSSHHU!!”

Nai’s hips moved shallowly, fucking his release into Vash who had gone limp beneath him.

He grinned. Strong arms came to lift Vash as Nai switched them, laying down with Vash pinned to his chest, still stuffed with his cock and cum.

He petted Vash’s hair soothingly. This was definitely a better choice than a stupid wrap party.
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