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While Jekyll probably feels his world crashing around his ears now that an outsider knows his dark incestuous secret, Paloma remains stunned.

Hyde does it like a pro, at the same time horrifying and making her self-conscious about technique. She couldn't look away even if they weren't sitting practically on top of each other's feet. "Hey," she tries in a much smaller voice. "You... you made your point."

He's totally a pro. Boy knows what he's about. But now that they aren't yelling at him, he does in fact listen, turning to grin at Paloma. Her turn?

Meanwhile Jekyll could cry for shame, except that shame also equates to arousal.

She's not imagining that Jekyll's prick got bigger, is she? It's a whole lot wetter after Hyde had a go.

Paloma wrings her hands and scrambles after her thoughts. They can't seem to settle. "Umm, ahh."

Purely becsuse of the stimulation and wet mouth, that's all...!!! It totally doesn't turn him on to be shameful in front of her with his twin.

"Y-you really don't have to!" He'd be more than happy to disappear into the washroom for a moment.

She's afraid that he'll start sucking again if she says and does nothing, but she's entranced by the precome beading at the tip. It's obscene, and she's curious about the taste.

Her hand extends and is snatched back after the barest touch to the stickiness. "I, u-uhhm, you... he?" Hyde? Paloma stares and silently begs for answers, for a lifeline.

Jekyll's tempted to just shove his pants back on and run, really. Just sitting there with his cock out (and not rockin out) makes it all worse. He shifts uncomfortably, chewing his lip.

"'I, you, he," what?" How's he supposed to give answers without a question?

If he's going to be obtuse then she's not sitting on the floor with him. She launches up and onto the couch beside the saner brother.

"Why would you-- you know!!" Paloma burrows into Henry's side, petting his arm anxiously to soothe them both.

"To give you encouragement," he grins. "You're pretty fuckin shook up."

Jekyll grabs on to her for dear life, ready to swear up and down that his brother is a liar.

"It's just a regular day for us, right Harry?"

Speak of the actual devil. "No...! I don't know what you're talking about!"

Paloma is gratified by the immediacy with which he clings onto her; she half thought he wouldn't want any part of either of them.

She thinks about tucking his engorged cock away but realizes this is the second emphatic denial Jekyll has made. Suspiciously, he's dead set on denying knowledge rather than permission to suck. "What, like you've done that before?"

Has he?

"Absolutely not!" At least Paloma keeps him there rather than running off. And he takes care of pulling his pants up himself.

Hyde laughs, "All the time, we fucked last night." Still on the floor, he crawls forward to sit on his knees to sit right at their feet. Adventurous hands creeping up onto thighs.

One always lies, the other always tells the truth. Not entirely a puzzle fit for the circumstances, as Jekyll hasn't always lied and neither has Hyde...

'He came home last night, hot and bothered.' And they...

Her thigh jolts. "Not a funny joke," she manages.

"How do you think I knew he wanted you so bad? He had to settle, right?"

"That's- she's right, it's not funny, Edward." please just say it was a bad joke, he quietly pleads with his eyes.

"It's true."

She looks down into his smug face, and then up.

"Henry..." If it was a lie, he would be more than distraught. The normal response (which she isn't having?) is revulsion, rejection. Both are absent in Jekyll. "It is true."

"I-" he bites down on his lip. "It's awful, I know, but..." How does he put it, what is he supposed to say about this revelation. "It's just that we messed around when we were young, you know?" That much has to be normal enough, right? Well, at least undersrandable, relatively. "And then..." He doesn't need to go into details. Hyde just looks smug.

The framing helps her accept it for what it is.

"Like a habit," she says, holding onto Hyde's wrist to prevent his getting into her panties again. Paloma lifts a hand to the curve of Jekyll's cheek. "Oh... okay, then."

"More or less, yes - and it's...not so far from masturbation?" Right? They look the same...

"Something like that, sure." Hyde can at least concede something to Jekyll even ifhe doesn't agree. Give the guy a break. Although he's a little sad she's so accepting.

Funny what you can cope with when you're a bleeding heart and also desperately want to screw and get screwed.

She spares Hyde a scowl. "You could have waited to tell me!"

"What's the difference?" He shrugs, it doesn't matter to him, it's not that he's even bothered to tell, it just came out because he sucked Jekyll's dick.

"It's obscene, Edward! She should be running and reporting us to the police, it's technically illegal, you can't just go tell someone that!" Which is what he's really concerned with.

"Hold on, if you're both consenting--!"

They're getting off track. Paloma breathes in and out to compose herself, dropping her hand and taking his. Someone needs a shoulder and it isn't Hyde.

"It's not something you drop on a girl on the first date. Anyone thirsty?" Tea. Distraction. No further intercourse.

Jekyll might be a little dubcon sometimes... But it's cool it's fine! "I should very much enjoy a cup of tea." The mood still hasn't killed his boner but he will accept the blue balls. It's better than carrying on like this.

"Would it make it any different if it was later?" Hyde really can't care. "Not like we can have a kid so whatever, it's just inconsequential taboo. Some people would be more offended that it's gay." But as he shrugs he gets up to offer Paloma a hand.

Plus her vag is achey. More fun would really mess it up.

Very gentlemanly of him to help her up. She'll take it, even if it plants her against his front and brings back the memories of them fucking. She turns her reddening cheek. "That's not me."

"You're just the opposite, right...?" He knows a filthy bisexual when he sees one. Especially when he holds one in his arms like he does now.

His brother doesn't though, so it's news to him!

Bisexual? Oh, yes. Filthy? Doubly.

Paloma nods, not yet shoving off in a conscious decision to leave herself in temptation's way. Blame it on her perfume teasing faintly in his smell. "You two are an exception to the women I've... met up with before."

"Oh yeah? You guys are cute, Harry's mostly brought men home. or rather to our dorm back at school." Fine, but he grabs Paloma's hand.

"Sh-shut up, Edward, it was a boys' school, there weren't any girls around anyway!" Oh, wait, "and that makes it sound like far more instances than are truthful!"

Holding hands is fine. Her blush darkens, but her slender fingers tangle with his heavily callused ones and it's better. He's not forgiven, though!!

"I don't think either of us are judging you for bringing other men to your dorm," she points out. Paloma offers up her hand to Jekyll as well.

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