Chapter Three: The Silver Moon

A/N: YAY! AN UPDATE!!!

This chapter was inspired by the song and video of Enrique Iglesias – Tired of Being Sorry.

Written listening to:

(above)

KoRn – Evolution

Good Charlotte ft. M Shadows and Synyster Gates – The River

Disturbed – Land of Confusion

This story is now officially NOT on hold, it just won’t be updated as often as BCD.

Italics indicate dream sequence.

Underlined italics indicate Niki mind-speaking.

Bold italics indicate Seth singing and lyrics.

Graphic twincest ahead; don’t say I didn’t warn you.

Disclaimer: I don’t own the haunting lyrics to ‘Tired of Being Sorry.’ Enrique Iglesias does.

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Will slammed the door behind them and lent against it. Seth sat on the bed and smiled at him, playing with his braid.

“Clever me,” he said. “Getting us out of target practice. You have to thank me you know.” He sent Will another mischievous smile. Will almost passed out. He came to sit on the bed beside him and took Seth’s braid from his hands. The velvet ribbon tying it up was undone and his long hair cascaded down. Seth shook his head to straighten it a bit and then let Will run his fingers through it. He was the only one who was allowed to touch Seth’s hair.

“You promised me a little something back there.” Will whispered in Seth’s ear. His twin turned to look at him, smiling mischievously. He pushed him down on the bed and stripped him, then straddled him and took off his Synyster Gates tank top.

Will lay back, his arms behind his head, and gazed at Seth’s torso. He had pierced both his nipples and his belly button, his gorgeous hair falling down in a great waterfall to the bed. Seth leant down and kissed him, hot and passionate. He unzipped his tight white skinny jeans, then slipped off his vans and socks, followed by his jeans.

Will licked his lips and Seth smirked at him in his full (albeit skinny) glory. Seth then lay down on top of him, rubbing his hard length against Will, who gasped slightly, bucking his hips. His white-blond twin started at his neck, kissing, licking and nipping softly. Will let out a moan and his hands began to roam up and down Seth’s back.

Seth quickly progressed to his rock hard nipples, biting them and pulling them away from Will’s chest with his teeth. Will moaned again, getting impatient.

“Fucking do it already, will you?!” He shoved Seth’s head down to his groin. Seth smirked at no one in particular, looking down at his prize. Will would pay for that moment of rudeness.

He began by nipping his brother’s muscular thighs, leaving red marks in the process. Will’s chest was heaving up and down and his hard cock stood-up, dripping with precome. Seth noted this with amusement. He liked to tease.

He dipped his head licking the tip and slit, lapping it up like a cat. Thought Will, looking down at his brother. Seth licked long laps along Will’s cock, taking pleasure in the sounds he was wringing from Will. Finally, after a moan from Will, he took his whole length in his mouth, sucking like his mouth depended on it. Will’s eyes rolled, his head falling back onto the pillows, thrusting hard into his twin’s hot cavern of a mouth. He came shouting Seth’s name.

Seth swallowed, licked his lips, then sat back and fisted himself, never taking his lust-clouded eyes off Will’s, the intensity making his brother gasp. His brother was too fucking hot for his own good. Will added a hand, stroking his brother roughly as they panted.

After Seth came, they lay back and snuggled, Seth licking his brother’s neck occasionally and purring. Will thought it was beyond cute.

“Perhaps we’d better change the sheets?” Seth giggled.

The gong sounded for dinner.

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After dinner (which the twins were inevitably late for; Louis allowed himself a knowing smile), they went back to their room. Seth insisted on watching TV. They didn’t have Sky, which annoyed the hell out of them, so they were reduced to either listening to Kerrang! Radio on the TV, or watching TMV or The Hits.

They had watched the latter (pop crap with the occasional good song/amusing video) for over an hour, when Will began to get sleepy. He stood up and stretched.

“I’m going to bed now, Kitten. You coming?”

“Wait. Stay and watch this last video. I’ve wanted you to watch it for ages.”

Will sat down again, now awake and curious. The video was Enrique Iglesias – Tired of Being Sorry. Seth switched the TV off after and turned to Will.

“I thought the vampire girl was sexy.” Will said jokingly. Seth shook his head.

“It was sad.”

“For Christ’s sakes Sethie, it was a music video.”

Seth rolled his eyes.

“Since you don’t understand the concept, I’ll explain. He gets in an argument with his girlfriend. They’ve been heading towards the rocks for some time, but this is the final straw. He takes his coat and strides out. As he is sitting on a bench in the middle of Manhattan, a girl walks past him. He is curious so he follows her, only to find himself in a night club full of women. He tries to find her, and when he eventually sees her, he follows her into a room. They are not alone. Him and the girl kiss and suddenly, she bites him.

The scene changes to him infront of a mirror. He is looking at the bite. Then he puts on sunglasses and his image disappears. He leaves. It then cuts to a rooftop scene. He is standing right on the edge, looking down. He turns round, and his girlfriend is standing there. He steps down and embraces her, then vanishes, leaving only his coat. She looks around, picking up his coat, but he is gone.

He is now totally alone, without any human touch, exiled from his love, and no sees him, except the silver moon.”

Will shrugged.

“Whatever. Maybe the vampire chick shags him. And vampires do have a reflection. You’re such a girl, Sethie. It’s only a music video.”

Seth frowned.

“Never mind Will, you won’t understand. It’s just a good song, that’s all. Let’s go to bed.”

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Seth sees Will’s face. They’re in their room, arguing. Harsh and loud. Will is indefinitely angry with him. Seth feels himself raise a hand and slap Will. They shout a bit more.

“You fucking slut! Why the hell did you have to go for him?! You have me here! You don’t need anyone else! But you had to have two guys fucking you, didn’t you! It just wasn’t enough. I give you everything!”

“Maybe you were right! But baby I was lonely…I don’t wanna fight. I’m tired of being sorry!” Seth finds himself singing in a crystal clear voice.

Will grabs his shoulders and shakes him, hard. Seth’s skull connects with the wall behind them with a loud crack. He wriggles out of Will’s tight grip and leaves their bedroom, slamming the door behind him.

Leaving Base, he goes to the park, to a quiet street beside it. He looks to his right, and along the pavement, comes a beautiful boy. He looks just like himself, except for a black scar near his ear, vertically down his cheek, his long white-blond hair free and flowing. He is wearing a trench coat minus sleeves, showing off a vampire clan tattoo and several studded leather wristbands on one arm, and a black canvas fingerless glove to his elbow on the other; tight black denim shorts and thigh high PVC boots. His nipples, ears and belly button are pierced, just like Seth.

This vampire clone of him gives him a seductive smile as he walks past. Seth gets up and follows at a distance, drawn. He looks back once, and sees Will in his mind, but goes on. The vampire leads him down a cold, deserted alley way and disappears inside some doorway. Seth opens the door to find himself in a club. There are male vampires everywhere, tugging at his coat and arms. He shakes them free, and goes to find the boy.

He is in the centre of the club, vampires dancing all around him. His eyes search above their heads for that distinctive glowing white hair. Eventually he sees him, hair purple in the UV light, and follows again. He finds himself in a room with a few other scantily clad vampire boys, with Seth’s stunning twin in the middle. The vampire boy tells him through his mind that his name is Niki.

Niki holds out his arms and Seth comes to him. They slow dance together, not breaking eye contact, Hips close, almost touching. Seth finds him tantalising. He winds his fingers through Niki’s hair, and brings his lips to his own in a passionate kiss, tongues included.

“We’re not that different, you and me, you know, Seth. I’ve missed you. You belong by my side. So does our other triplet. It’s amusing they haven’t told you two about me. Why don’t you come to me?” Niki mind whispers. Seth closes his eyes, locked beside Niki’s body, unresisting. “You’re so fine, my beautiful twin. Come to me…”

He bites Seth. The scene flickers, then changes. Seth is now looking in a mirror. He is wearing exactly the same garments as Niki, except they are all white, and he has on his tight white skinny jeans, and white New Rock Boots. A white velvet choker at his throat has a platinum heart at its centre containing a piece of emerald, blue topaz and diamond. The colour of the blue topaz and diamond interchange every few minutes. He dimly remembers Niki wearing one too, except it was black velvet. Seth stares for a while, then turns and fades from the mirror.

He is now standing on the edge of the roof top, the wind whipping around him. Seth feels Will’s presence behind him.

“I don’t know why

You want to follow me tonight

When the rest of the world

With whom I’ve crossed and I’ve quarreled

Lets me down so

A thousand reasons that I know

To share forever the unrest

With all the demons I possess

Beneath the silver moon”

He turns to Will.

“Maybe you were right

But baby I was lonely

I don’t want to fight

I’m tired of being sorry”

He steps down and embraces Will, then leaves him alone on the wind swept rooftop.

Seth is now standing in the alleyway, also alone. He opens his mouth and begins to sing.

“8th and Ocean Drive

With all the vampires and their brides

We’re all bloodless and blind

And longing for a life

Beyond the silver moon

Maybe you were right

But baby I was lonely

I don’t want to fight

I’m tired of being sorry

I’m standing in the street

Crying out for you

No one sees me

But the silver moon

So far away

So outer space

I’ve trashed myself

I’ve lost my way

I’ve got to get to you

Got to get to you

Maybe you were right

But baby I was lonely

I don’t want to fight

I’m tired of being sorry

I’m standing in the street (yeah)

Crying out for you

No one sees me

But the silver moon

Maybe you were right

But baby I was lonely

I don’t want to fight

I’m tired of being sorry

I’m standing in the street (yeah)

Crying out for you

No one sees me

But the silver moon”

Niki’s arms embrace him.

Seth jerked awake, panting, covered in a cold sweat. He looked at Will, snuggled close, and wrapped his arms round him. That dream had just been weird. Maybe it was time to stay away from Enrique Iglesias, though he was rather hot.

Seth also had a few questions to ask Louis in the morning.

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A/N: Do you like? PLEASE REVIEW!!

Evil Niki enters hehehehe. I love Niki. He’s so dark and sexy and evil in this fic.

The choker is what they all have. It’s kinda like their bond thingy. You’ll see as the fic goes on.

Do go and watch the video for Tired of Being Sorry on YouTube. It’s really good.

PLEASE REVIEW!!! I HAVE ALMOST 900 HITS FOR BCD, AND ONLY 17 REVIEWS. COME ON GUYS!!!

- ThePotionsMiss