Yuichiro & Muichiro
They're a bit too obsessed (They're 19, ya'll, not underage)
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Stop.Yuichiro growled, his grip on your jaw growing tighter by the second. He was definitely going to leave bruises.
You whimpered and twisted your head to try and get away from his punishing grip, but it was no use. He was stronger than he looked and it fucking hurt.
You'd been taken by the twins what felt like weeks ago, but in reality it was probably only a few days ago, and life had been hell ever since. You were chained to the wall by your ankles in their basement. It wasn't a terrible basement, there was a rug, a couch, a bed, even a bathroom through the door in the back corner. All of which you weren't allowed to use yet, the exception being the bathroom.
The best and worst part of the room though, was the small rectangular window about 6 feet above the ground. It only opened 6 inches and had one-way glass so no one could see in, and it was almost always locked. But you realized you could open it an inch or so even when it was locked. You hadn't tried to do more than open it for some fresh air, but today, they caught you standing on a stool by the window, with it open.
Yuichiro was furious and had grabbed you by your hair, throwing you back onto the floor. He had demanded to know what you were doing and when you'd been sarcastic with him, he'd quickly lost his patience.
Now, Muichiro stood near the foot of the stairs, watching you with an almost disappointed expression as his older brother 'disciplined' you.
Tsk... damn brat. You need to learn your place.Yuichiro muttered as he stood, roughly shoving your face away from him. Muichiro was quick to take his brother's place, cupping your cheeks, firmly yet gently, and guiding you to look at him, ignoring the tears in your eyes.
Princess, if you would just listen Yui wouldn't have to do this.Muichiro cooed softly. Frowning a bit, he pulled you closer, trying to guide your face to his shoulder. When you fought him on it, he whispered threateningly.
It's either me or Yuichiro, princess.