Dian and Ian were upset, so now I felt terrible. I had really gone too far this time.

"I'm sorry," I whispered, cowering slightly in the corner where they'd trapped me. "I was and I still am so mad at your stupid parents. And then your father had the gall to say that dragon hybrids were so fascinating and that he shouldn't have let your mother throw you away. The absolute nerve!"

I growled angrily, then quieted when the silence from Dian and Ian continued. After a few more seconds, I uttered, "I-I know I took it a little bit too far, and I'm sorry for acting against your will for me to stay still."

When nothing was said in response to my apology, I tilted my head back and stared up at Dian and Ian's shadowed face. "Dian, Ian?" I asked quietly, "Are you okay?"

With a loud crunch, their fists suddenly broke through the wall far above my head, then they sank to their knees in silence. Their fists uncurled when their knees hit the floor and they pressed their head to my chest. I tentatively placed my hands on their head. Dian and Ian felt so much the same right now that I couldn't really distinguish who was in the forefront.

"Anwyll," they breathed together, then released a broken sob. "A-Anwyll..."

I hugged them tightly as their sobs burst free, but I muffled their shared voice against my chest and tucked my nose down into his thick, black hair. I didn't kill their parents, so it made me wonder why they were crying. But I think the twins will definitely be able to tell me whenever they feel ready.

It took awhile for the sobs to ease. Even after that, though, they were quiet. I wasn't bothered by the silence this time because I knew they weren't mad at me. But the position was a little uncomfortable, so I sat down and heard their whimper.

My soft smile remained unseen as I guided Dian and Ian to lay down on their side. Their soft sigh of relief with their face burrowed underneath my sweater made me want to giggle happily. Their shared breath ghosted over my skin moments before I felt their face press into my tummy.

"Thank you," they said quietly, their voice muffled from underneath my sweater.

"For what?" I asked softly, rubbing their left forearm.

"For being you..."

I frowned and tilted my head, but replied, "You're welcome, I guess."

They chuckled lightheartedly and then sniffled again. I patted their head through my sweater, then leaned back with a soft sigh. I decided to look around the room that they had dragged me into for this "talk," even though we haven't properly talked yet.

It was surprisingly dark in the room. I could see pretty well without night vision, though, thanks to the bit of light from between the drapes. Those few rays were faintly illuminating certain parts of the room. The ceiling was fairly high at about ten feet and the room was quite spacious. It almost looked like a sitting room or an office or something, based off the furniture. There were two Victorian era vintage sofas with a coffee table in between on top of a very nice rug at one side of the room. On the other, there was a very large wooden desk and a few chairs, all of which were probably as old as the other furniture in the room.

I slowly rubbed my beloveds' left arm, admiring their porcelain skin tone that glowed faintly in the shadows. My own skin did the same, but it was just interesting. I flopped my tail over Dian and Ian's legs, and that made them cuddle closer.

Their horns were protruding from their head from underneath my sweater and their wings were folded tightly against their back. It looked both comfortable and uncomfortable. I bet it's uncomfortable to have horns on your head at all times, like Angel with his super pointy and super sensitive unicorn horn. But they have double. Are Dian's and Ian's horns as sensitive as Angel's horn? And are their wings as sensitive as Daddy's and Uncle Andros' wings?

"I can almost hear you thinking, Annie." remarked Dian. "But as for what, I don't know."

"I'm just curious about your wings and horns. Are they super sensitive?"

"Aren't all Emerged characteristics sensitive?"

"I believe so," I replied quietly. "But how sensitive are they really? Do you feel as much as Angel does with his horns or is it double because you have two? Are your wings more sensitive than Daddy's and Uncle Andros' wings? They flinch and stiffen up whenever I touch them."

Dian and Ian barked a laugh. "Wyll, with your cute little hands on their wings, a certain body part likely stiffened very quickly." uttered Ian, making me blush.

"O-oh, okay."

It was quiet again after that, but the twins sharing one body slowly exhaled. They moved my sweater off their head as they slowly sat up on their knees and moved in front of me. Dian and Ian stared down at my face, so I smiled and reached up for them. Their blank expression was suddenly replaced with one of happiness as their arms curled around my form and pulled me closer.

"Dee, Ee," I murmured, hugging their shoulders. "I really am both sorry and not sorry about earlier."

"We know, Annie." whispered Dian, tilting my head back for our lips to meet. A soft exhale burst across my skin moments afterwards, which made me internally smile as Ian came forward for a kiss as well.

"We're not upset, Wyll. We're so overjoyed by the love you hold for us." whispered Ian, tentatively initiating another kiss. I kissed him back and Ian seemed like he wanted to cry.

"I still want to get to know you better, Ian, but I can't help loving you alongside Dian. Not out of pity or sympathy, though."

Ian nodded and met my lips once more, pulling my rear end onto his lap with my legs over his thighs. Ian's kiss was so soft and gentle, as if he was afraid of hurting me. It was odd, but not in a bad way.

But it was like the twins' personalities swapped when it came down to kissing and groping me. Dian was more rough and Ian was much more gentle, which was a strangely arousing combination when they switched who was at the forefront every couple of minutes.

I really gasped for air and a choked mewl burst from my lips when my tail was tugged by either or both of them. I clung onto their neck and shoulders, shivering and mewling as their fangs pricked my sensitive nape. I panted and moaned softly when their tongue slid up my throat and suckled on it.

"Dee, Ee," I moaned under my breath, trying to stay quiet.

Their grip tightened on my waist and ass but, as they shifted their position slightly, I could feel a hard rod pressing upwards against my asscheeks. I groaned into their right ear, unskillfully rubbing myself on top of him. Dian and Ian seemed to love it, though, as they tugged on my shorts.

"Remove them, Annie. I don't want to let go of you for even a second."

I blushed and nodded, my soft moan immediately getting captured by Dian through a rough kiss that made my mind spin. As my chest heaved, I could feel my completely bare lower half being rubbed by the jean fabric of the twins' pants. My skin felt sort of tingly and I was hot, my tail flicking and curling behind me.

I pushed my hands up into Dian and Ian's thick black hair, gripping it firmly as their deep brown eyes widened. I panted and licked their slightly parted lips, kissing them once more. I pushed them to sit back as I used my magic to unbutton their jeans and unzip their fly to get at the very long, nicely thick cock I've had the pleasure of sucking off quite a few times.

"Annie?" asked Dian, then Ian uttered, "W-Wyll? Is something wrong?"

"Hmm?" I hummed, gently easing their eager cock out of their boxers. "Nothing is wrong, my beloveds. I am just remembering all the times I've tasted you right here."

My fingertips lightly tapped the twins' cock and they flinched, biting their lower lip. I giggled and turned around onto all fours, then lifted my oversized sweater and pulled my left asscheek back. I looked back at Dian and Ian's extremely aroused expression, feeling my face flush from their intensely heated gaze and flushed cheeks.

"Don't you want a taste of me? You'll get super duper aroused, though." I added with a wink, then I didn't even have time to blink when I felt myself being pulled backwards.

I moaned as their large hands pushed apart my asscheeks and felt their tongue on my sensitive skin. I shivered and trembled as my ass was lifted very high—to the point that I was almost doing a handstand in his lap. I felt very secure, though, and decided to focus the last remaining shred of my conscious mind to take care of my lovers. Their cock throbbed in my hands when I grasped it, then I got a little salty reward when I slipped my tongue over their tip.

Their tongue dug deeper and barely rubbed my prostate, making me moan and shudder. The twins' hummed against my skin and sent the vibrations deep into my core. My low moan seemed to make their trembling worsen, especially when I continued to bob and choke myself on their cock.

I felt fingers on my cock and tensed, releasing my seed onto them somewhere as I moaned around their cock. But I wanted to do a little more for Dian and Ian, and took a few deep breaths, then began to take their shaft deeper. They tensed and their hips bucked moments after I swallowed their cock. It was much harder to breathe, but it was worth it to me. And the way their cock was rubbing my throat made me jerk my hips with each thrust to make him go deeper.

"N-no more, Wyll! W-we don't want to burst right now."

I blushed and slowly pulled off, then kissed their tip as they returned my knees to the hardwood floor. I looked up at Dian and Ian, smiling happily when I realized how genuinely happy they were as they reached out to kiss me again. I hugged them tightly and reciprocated, then began to tremble again as their touches became even more heated than before.

Dian and Ian pulled off my sweater and laid it on the floor behind me, then kissed me again as I tugged their soiled shirt over their head. My hands slid down their smooth porcelain skin and over their lightly defined muscles. Their skin flushed with warmth and so did mine when Ian made a soft noise when I tweaked their right nipple, then I smirked when Dian made a noise after I tweaked the left nipple. They glared at me playfully, then laughed when I giggled while kissing their face.

The twins returned the favor and teased my nipples, twisting and tugging on the hard, pink peaks. They curled down and licked my chest, then suckled on one side to the other. I tried to be super quiet, but my moans and mewls kept slipping free. Dian and Ian smirked as they laid my back down on my sweater. I twitched and trembled as their left hand made contact between my thighs and curled to cup, rub, and stroke my cock and balls.

"Dee, Ee," I whimpered softly, bucking my pelvis. "Please give me more."

"Hold your knees and spread your legs, Annie." whispered Dian, trailing his right hand's fingertips down to my entrance.

I was just doing as told when I felt one of his long, slender fingers gently probe my insides. I bit my lip when it curled and mewled as Dian rubbed my prostate. I tried to stay calm, but I couldn't stop moving my hips. I wanted more from him—from both of them.

Ian came to the forefront and he curled over my form to kiss me. I eagerly met his lips, meeting his tongue and gently sucking on it. The slick sounds from below made my core tighten. I clamped down on Ian's finger and squirmed, then mewled when another finger pressed inside.

"You're so wet, Wyll." breathed Ian, then nipped my jawline and left a hickey on my throat. "And so hot and soft inside."

"Mm," I mumbled, tensing and shuddering as Ian repeatedly rubbed over my prostate. "That feels so good, Ee."

Ian shuddered and squeezed my package. I couldn't help but orgasm again since the way Ian squeezed and massaged me felt so good coupled with the finger strokes, scissoring, and curling inside.

Dian came forward and roughly kissed me, trying to possess every part if my mouth as yet another finger breached my entrance. My back arched with a muffled cry as Dian swiftly pushed his fingers knuckle deep, firmly rubbing over my prostate with each thrust.

"Dee," I gasped, then moaned when he recaptured my lips. I managed to say what I wanted to say in the next break. "Dee, I want you both right now."

Dian licked his lips as he sat back, then began removing his jeans. To save time, I used magic to remove everything and set it aside next to my articles of clothing nearby. Dian quietly thanked me with a chaste smooch and then kissed my knees, blushing when I beamed happily at him. I cleaned their hands of my fluids but left my scent on them, which seemed to make the twins even more aroused. Their shared cock twitched and bobbed, then I felt Dian take my left leg and Ian took my right one. I reached down as they pulled my backside across their thighs, then firmly grasped their very sizable cock.

"Dian, Ian," I started softly, bringing their attention to my face even though they were anxious to be inside me. "I love you both. I want to get to know you both more. But I hope we can do it not only now, but if and when you become two separate people as you were meant to be."

Their eyes suddenly filled with tears and they curled down to kiss me, so I tasted their tears and smiled tearfully as they drew back enough to not be crosseyed. Their pale skin was flushed with heat and their cheeks were bright red under the shine of tear tracks. The twins looked adorable. I couldn't wait to see them as two different people, if I would be allowed to do it.

"We love you, Anwyll. We love you so, so much." they whispered.

Dian came forward. "To be candid, Annie, I wasn't sure that you would be able to return Ian's love. Ian was scared and frustrated due to that about Waltz and you loving him as much as me. I assumed that you and Waltz would think I was crazy or had another personality inside me that was a mental disturbance. So truthfully, I am over the moon that you were able to discern that Ian is actually my twin stuck inside me."

Ian frowned. "Maybe it's the other way around."

"Then why am I the dominant mind in this body?"

"Fine," growled Ian. He looked at me, having been gazing towards the other side of the room. "Wyll, I really am sorry for hurting and scaring you in the past. As time went on, I could see that you genuinely loved Dian. I was extremely envious of him because I wanted to be known and be loved by you, too. But he wouldn't let me be known. That's why I was hurting him—hurting us. And I am sorry for that, too."

"I wasn't fair to you, Ian. I'm sorry, too." whispered Dian.

I was expecting the twins to hug themself, but they hugged me instead. I curled my arms around their neck as they sat back, then locked my ankles below their backside. Dian and Ian gently kissed me as one hand guided their cock from below my asscheeks to my hole. The slow drag was torturous since they were clearly teasing me, but I planted a chaste kiss to their lips and tucked my head down for no more to mess with them. Dian and Ian groaned, then that sound turned into a growl as they began to push inside.

I panted, trying to relax. I pushed out and muffled my short cry into their left shoulder when they slipped far deeper than expected.

"Fuck," gasped Ian, then bit my left shoulder a bit as he sank deeper. "So wet, so tight, yet so soft. Wyll, you feel amazing."

I blushed and gently bucked my hips to take him deeper. Ian hissed and drew his hips back, feeling the suction from my muscles clamping down on him. Dian was the one who thrust roughly back in, making me cry out.

"I agree with Ian," he purred in my right wolf ear. I shivered and clung onto him a bit tighter. "You feel so good, Annie. You're making us addicted. If and when we have our own bodies, we will take utmost pleasure in making you melt underneath us."

My face turned scarlet. Blood was pumping through my body thanks to my pounding heart. Dian was too much.

"Dee," I whined, then gasped when I felt myself going backwards. Dian followed me forward and pressed my knees to my chest, drawing back and thrusting in deeply.

"I love it when you try to hide your sweet moans, Annie. You look so adorable." whispered Dian, grinning rather sadistically while I tried to cover my mouth and muffle myself. "Zaire and Zee really enjoy it when you're loud, don't they? They try to thrust in that exact spot at the correct angle and speed. Or am I wrong?"

"Dee," I moaned, "you enjoy teasing me, don't you?"

Dian grinned. "I don't know why I really enjoy teasing you, but it makes me happy when I see your flushed cheeks and adorable expressions."

My face burned again from his words, but I couldn't reply coherently because of his rough pace that speared my insides and prodded my prostate. Dian knew exactly what he was doing to me, too.

Ian came forward and leaned over me again, so I moved my hands. He liked to muffle my voice with kisses. I'm assuming Ian is like his twin in that he enjoys watching me and hearing me try to keep my voice under wraps. And then I got my answer when he told me so right after the kiss.

"You're too cute," he groaned. "Damn it, why are you so fucking cute?"

I giggled, which quickly changed to a moan when he changed our position. I was suddenly on my side and the twins were straddling my right leg with my left leg lifted up to my chest. Ian pounded my insides, making me feel weird from the new angle. I felt something slip from my hole and Ian leaned back, then his fingers brushed my hole. With a smirk, Ian lifted his hand and showed me the slightly cloudy, normally clear slick-like slime on his fingers.

"You're really, really wet now. Are we turning you on that much, Wyll?"

I blushed and hid my face, but he pried my fingers away and kissed my exposed cheek. "You are too damn adorable for words." whispered Ian.

After that, the twins put me in all sorts of positions. Over and over, they watched me orgasm from their fingers, their cock, and even swallowed my piddly leftovers near the end. They came on my face once, then on my back, and twice inside me during the duration of our lovemaking. I was literally drenched in seed at the end.

Dian and Ian kissed me, holding me tightly in their arms. They had licked me clean, and I licked them free of the mixture of my slick and their semen, which made me feel aroused again. Of course they took care of me, then I used magic to clean us up and redress us.

With my backside somewhat numb and my waist starting to hurt, I was cuddled in the twins' arms. They didn't want me to heal myself, but Waltz and Zaire were like that, so I wasn't annoyed. I snuggled closer and clutched onto their shirt, smiling happily when they kissed the top of my head.

"So what now?" I asked softly. "More cuddle time and then we face the music? Or more cuddle time and then we head home?"

Dian and Ian laughed. "We want more cuddle time too, Annie. And although we really want to go home, both Ian and I agree that we should deal with the problems here." explained Dian, petting my head. "And we want you to be with us the entire time."

"Not a problem. I don't think I can walk anyway."

The twins laughed again, making me giggle happily. I really do love them, but I would make their damned parents regret giving these two up if given another chance.