"Well...hmm," the other twin pauses.
"You can have him. That ship sailed two months and five days ago. He's into being a hard Dom, so just saying..."Märta yells to her other half.
Märta disappears into the barn. Marna turns to Aizawa. "Why did you do it? She fell so hard for you, that I came back from America. I could feel her pain, you know that sharing of twins."
"I never planned to. I thought she broke it off. Not a call or text..." Aizawa states, knowing the kick in the teeth is coming.
"She said you would lie. I saw her three calls and three texts," Marna snorts. "You're an ass."
Marna and Shota hear a horse leaving a stall and clacking of shoed hooves. Shota is expecting a horse but not what it's rider is wearing or to be precise, NOT wearing. Märta is wearing a pair soft suede boots that go to her knees and not a stitch of any other clothing.
Marna gasps," I want to go too!"
Aizawa looks at Märta then to Marna. With a hop, he watches Märta's ass go up then legs spread to get her right leg up and over. Her hands grab a rein to braided rope bridle minus a bit.
"Something wrong...Aizawa?" Märta smirks.
"On the beach?" he scowls.
"Oh what? Going to arrest me?" she laughs. "It's a private beach so don't worry Dom Aizawa, not going to embarrass you."
"Märta, Nemuri invited me and I decided that we should talk about how things ended..."
"What's there to know? I didn't submit like Big Daddy Aizawa wanted and then says he wanted to talk but never found time to get back to me," Märta glares to see if Marna is ready.
"Foal,some villain events happened and I wondered why I hadn't heard from you. I thought you gave me the brush off.." Shota pauses. "Nemuri went through my phone and showed me that yes you had left three messages. I didn't get any voicemails, did you leave any?"
"No, I didn't want leave a voice, I wanted the real deal." she swallows hard. "The subdrop was really emotionally rough but obviously I survived...now didn't I. You seem no worse for wear."
"I am really sorry. If you don't believe me ask Nemuri. I think you know me well enough I wouldn't have done that," his voice drops but from being sad and nothing to do with desire. "I came to your house right after you left. I get why you hurt and have such anger. I am truly sorry I missed a cue and now seeing you work with the horse I see why. It's a hard limit for you and I could have accepted that so easily. The fact how much you let go and gave me permission, is incredible. For what it's worth I feel greatly honored the submission you granted to me, of your own free will..."
Marna is decidedly taking her time. Märta tightens her grip then days with a raised voice, "Marna! Let's go!"
Marna now appears with an unbottoned white shirt and nothing else. She speaks to the black horse, Brom, to let him know she was coming behind him. Märta puts her hand out and her twin sister climbs on. Double trouble are both, for the most part, butt naked and riding off on to the beach.
"What's the matter Aizawa? You couldn't handle one fiesty mare, who says you could handle two?" Märta smarts off at Shota.
"There's no way for him to get back in your good graces?" Marna giggles.
"Oh a challenge? My twin sister wishes me to offer you a game," Märta says aloofly. "We are going ahead for a swim with Brom. If you get to our location before we are heading back, you get two for the price of...one."
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•Eraser Tales•(Aizawa)
Fanfiction(mha🍋) (🔖Wattys 2022 nomination) A collection of short stories and one shots featuring Shouta Aizawa aka Eraserhead, ranging from lemons to angst, yandere and romance to sudden loss and everything in between. This is a writing project to create...
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