…Once upon a time…
                               …There was a beautiful red-haired angel called Tarja. Our angel was sweet… And caring… And extremely perverted. That was why she was also known as the Twincest Anngel. She was kind enough to feed hungry, young, innocent minds with the most delicious porn known to mankind- twincest, more especially- Kaulitzcest. She had tons and tons of people following her, forcing to make more art, write more stories and inspire everyone. So most of the time Tarja was hiding in her picture filled room, trying to get enough peace to do her thing. She was the sole protector of the sexiest couple- Tom and Bill. Twins… And oh, so much more.

One day, there was a catastrophe. The twins had a horrible fight, after another interview where Tom had spoken about fucking groupies and Bills virginity. Bill had been pissed, because Tom had promised him this would never happen again. Tom had just called Bill a whiny baby and told him to grow up and get over it.

The fight got more and more severe and Bill bitch-slapped his big brother, earning a strong shove. If looks could kill, Tom would have been ten feet under. And then it came- utter chaos.

“I hate you… I don’t want you. We’re over!” Tom told his shocked brother before walking out of the room. Bill slid down the wall, the words ringing in his ears, making him want to puke and cry the same time. He couldn’t believe Tom actually said those words. The older twin had been the one who had confessed first, who had whispered such sweet words after another session of love-making. Tom had been the one insisting they can keep each other, that they can keep it a secret…

Bill felt broken. Like a piece of him had been torn out. And maybe this time, it was for real. Maybe this time they couldn’t get over it. As twins Tom and Bill fought almost every day over small things, but it had never gotten this serious. Neither of them had ever said those words.

Tears started welling up in his dark hazel eyes as the singer wondered if it was that easy- just two words and they were over. After everything they had been trough- hiding, sneaking, lying and tricking people, just to be together, was letting it all go this easy? Just some words and all the emotions, the love, the lust, it’s all gone? Bill felt that even if Tom really meant it and didn’t want him anymore, he would never be able to let go.

He didn’t know that he wasn’t the only person in the room. Under the ceiling, in a dark corner was a beautiful guardian angel, looking over him. Tarja was shocked. Twins weren’t supposed to fight like this! They were supposed to love each other and make many-many man-babies!

She used her beautiful wings to fly to the walls into Tom’s room, where the guitarist was throwing things around, pissed with himself. When he had finally calmed down, some feathers were falling to the ground. The dreadlocked teen sat on his bed, holding his head in his hands, disappointed with himself. He knew he was hot headed, but he never intended to hurt Bill.

“You moron…” he whispered to himself, feeling hurt and sad.

Tarja pouted, watching the older twin. They had made a big mess and now she was the one that had to fix it. Because what would the world be like without twincest? Boring and utterly unsexy. Well, at least there was going to be some make-up sex afterwards. Sighing, the red-haired angel left the room in order to collect the things necessary to take the Kaulitzes back together.

Step one was putting some powdered Viagra into their drinks. She got a chance during dinner, when both of them were ignoring each other and trying to speak to Gustav or Georg. The G’s of course noticed that something was off with the twins, but they hoped that they’ll figure it out by themselves as usual. Tarja frowned the whole time, searching for opportunities to slip the white powder into their glasses. She hated it, when her boys were having an argument. It always made her sad, too. She felt their pain.

Later that day, Andreas came for a visit. He hadn’t seen the twins in a while so he was a bit disappointed, when Tom left the room every time Bill walked in. The blond knew that that the younger one was way too sweet to say anything too bad to his brother so he assumed Bill was the one needing some comfort. Although he couldn’t help but to wonder why was the singer sitting in the same position, unmoving. He, of course, had no idea, that the Viagra had kicked in and Bill just didn’t want the older man to see something fully awake in his pants. And from the angle Andreas was on, luckily, he didn’t.

Tom, in his room, had the same problem. And he really wanted his brother’s help. Bill made everything, even jacking off, way hotter. The dreadlocked one hoped that their friend had left, so he could go find his twin and properly apologize. And take care of his erection.

Tarja was watching him with a smirk, already taking out her sketchbook and sitting comfortably on the chair nearest to Toms bed.

Tom froze. Bill was sitting on a chair, with Andi looming over him. And his baby brother was HARD. Tom’s eyes widened impossibly, as he took in the scene played out in front of him. The blond took a sip out of his plastic cup before placing it on the small table next to Bills chair. To the guitarists horror his twin picked the glass up and drank. Tom’s brain went to mush, as every cell in his body screamed: ‘indirect kiss’. The blood rushed in his veins, when he rushed over, not caring if anyone noticed the bulge hidden in his jeans, grabbed Bill and made a run for it.

Tom dragged his brother into his room, locked the door, and unceremoniously bounced on the raven.

“Wha-ait…” Bill gasped, trying to push the older one off. He failed terribly and Tom sealed his lips before any other protests could be heard.

“This belongs to me. Me only.” Tom spoke against his little brother’s lips, grabbing the front of his skin tight jeans.

Bill threw his head back in pleasure, as the older teen rubbed his erection trough his jeans. Tarja’s eyes glinted evilly as she scribbled feverishly into her sketchbook.

So, the chaos had successfully been avoided. And Tarja got loads of inspiration for some new smexy scenes. Tom and Bill got back to fucking like rabbits and the Twincest Anngel always looked over them, taking pictures and drooling invisible spirit-rivers…
                                                           …And they all lived happily ever after.