Tokio Hotel Fiction: Slash Edition

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Fri, 29 Jul 2011 14:51:42 -0400

"Bill?" Tom spoke softly to the fidgeting younger twin.

Mon, 25 Jul 2011 02:26:06 -0400

“Bill?” Tom spoke softly to the fidgeting younger twin. “It’s almost time to go on stage. Are you ready?”

“Yeah,” he answered, with his lip in between his teeth, feeling his entire body shaking to the point that it was getting hard to focus on the last of his stage make up. He was so nervous, the sick feeling pooling in his stomach and he thought he was going to throw up. That, or he was about to cry from the anxiety, and either way, he felt like he would somehow ruin his appearance, which he couldn’t afford to do with not that much time left until the show. “I’m- I’m ready.”

Tom noticed how tense he was, pulling on his short dreadlocks and giving his twin a smile as he walked over to him. He set a hand on his waist, snaking it around and pulling him closer. He nearly poked himself in the eye with Bills hair, but he pulled him in for a tight hug regardless. “You’re going to do great Bill. We’ve practiced so much, and we deserve this. Our first show on our first tour Bill! This is exciting!”

The black haired boy nodded. “I know, I’m just scared of messing up.”

“You wont,” Tom insisted, pressing a kiss to Bills forehead. “You know the songs better than all of us put together, and if you feel like you need some encouragement, just come over to me and I’ll sing the words to you and you can sing them into the microphone. That’s why you have a twin; you need someone there to look out for you.”

“Thank you Tom.”

Ice Fun, pt.1

Tue, 19 Jul 2011 17:16:20 -0400

Tom opened the freezer door, taking a quick glance around the room to make sure he was completely alone, but that was probably a given considering Bill was out uptown currently with Andreas and Tom was supposed to be staying home today, resting -really with something planned, but he needed something to get Bill out of the house. He was completely alone, save for the soft clicking of nails against the hardwood floor he heard from the other room, sounding like one of the dogs moving around, so he was safe.

He dug around the frozen contents -containing mostly microwave dinners- in search for something he had put there some hours ago, eager to check it’s process. Lifting a bag of peas, he found what he was looking for, the long tube like shape wrapped in the latex plastic, and he touched it, feeling the icy surface. He concluded that it wasn’t quite done yet, but he could wait a few more hours before trying anything. Bill would be gone all day. He smirked to himself, properly hiding it again, and shut the freezer door.

Laying down on the couch, he thought about his plan, having read up hundreds of different reviews on multiple sites saying how pleasuring and satisfying ice dildo’s were, even if you didn’t insert them anywhere -which Tom was only half certain that he was planning to keep that part out- and he was very excited about it. having planned to turn the heat up really high, so it was near boiling in the room as he took the long hard penis shaped ice dildo out of the freezer and just ran it down his body. That thought alone, mixing the heat and the freezing cold together on his skin, made him aroused, and he couldn’t wait to try it. The thoughts played on his mind as he lay his head down and slowly fell into a comfortable dreamlike state on the couch.

—-

It was nearly three hours later when he woke up, looking around the room and quickly going over to the freezer. He turned the heat up high on the way there, being a hundred percent sure that it would be completely frozen now and he couldn’t wait to try this out. He nearly flung the freezer door open, moving around the contents of the right side of the freezer to find it.. Then moving them again on the left, trying to remember where he put the thing.

He moved them all around the freezer, his heart speeding up a bit as he realized it was gone; his ice dildo wasn’t in the freezer anymore! But how, he thought, it’s not like it could have melted! He shoved things around again, trying to find the answer to this. Where was it?

He got his answer though, as his heart stopped completely and his eyes went wide as he heard something coming from the other room. “Hey Tom, what’s this?”

[TBC..]

(by request: Bill, Tom, Ice Dildo)

Drabble: Gunplay

Mon, 11 Jul 2011 03:09:00 -0400

Bill twitched most nervously as he tried to twist his head around to see what was going on behind him, but having no such luck in the angle he was facing; hands and knees down on the kitchen table and facing the fridge. His face contorted in a pain, feeling the jagged insertion penetrate him over and over again, and gasped out a soft call to his twin. “T-Tomi..” He didn’t have to say anything else, just his name, and the elder brother knew what Bill wanted. Although he had no intention of doing so.

It was random; if that word could be used for a situation like this. It had taken all of a matter of 10 minutes from the time Tom got back, all the way up until Bill was naked with the shooting end of a pistol protruding out of his entrance with Toms firm hands clutching the end of it and using it as a toy to fuck Bill with. Bill didn’t ask where Tom got the gun from, because quite frankly he didn’t want to know at first. But now with the short barrel inserted to the hilt inside of his back end, he was starting to question quite a few things.

One, was it loaded? Two, was the safety on? Three, where had Tom gotten this thing? Four, why had he mentioned the gunplay kink in the first place? And five, when was this going to be over?

Bill whimpered, finding the stiffness of the metal and the preciseness of Toms of thrusts to be most accurate in hitting ever delicious spot he had, he nearly doubled over and fell face first on the table, gasping as he gripped the sides until his fingers clenched to a pasty white. He heard Tom smirk behind him, the silent facial expression loud enough for Tom to know that it was plastered all over his twins face, and Bill was surprised that Tom enjoyed this so much. Tom’s hips were pressed against the side of the table, and Bill knew he was rubbing his hard cock against it. He wasn’t hard until he pushed the gun inside of Bill, which made the younger one cringe even more through the spurt of pleasure coursing through his body.

Tom got off on the fact that Bill could be in potential danger? Surely Tom was smart enough to keep the gun completely empty before going anywhere near his twin with it, let alone shoving a fucking gun inside of his ass and fucking him with it!

“Do you like that Bill?” Tom asked with a sneering sound to his voice. It was sadistic and daunting to hear his sexual voice. “I bet you like this more than my cock. It’s thicker and harder.” Bill couldn’t stop panting, the rough edges of the gun feeling probably more pleasurable than he imagined. He was gonna come.

Bills arms were near to giving out, as he reached down to grab himself between his legs. He stroked his own hard length, feeling the release only an inch away, pumping his leaking member to orgasm. He continued to listen to his twin talking dirty to him about how much he loved having a weapon in his ass, the dangers of what could happen if it had went off and how his brains would be splattered all over the fridge from the explosion. He figured Tom was just kidding though, as he got off the table to find the paper towel and clean off the mess he had just made.

“But, it’s empty, right Tom? The gun isn’t loaded..”

The elder just laughed, ignoring the gun which was set down on the counter. Bill had no idea how to work a gun, let out figure out if it was loaded or not. Tom wouldn’t fuck him with a loaded gun; would he?

(requested by and dedicated to: z-z0mbie)

URL and Blog Change

Wed, 06 Jul 2011 23:06:10 -0400

Now not only are the Imagines welcomed, but Fiction quotes are going to be posted as well! Shall be twice the awesomeness now ;)

Food, Sex... Food AND Sex

Wed, 06 Jul 2011 22:51:00 -0400

Bill bit his lip, squeezing Tom’s hand. “How’s it gonna be rough, mom?”

“It just all goes by really fast.. It’s a very whirlwind sort of thing. You’ll be bitching at Tom for food one minute, sex the next, food AND sex, then you’ll want to be as far away from him as possible for doing this to you… Yeah, it’s not fun. But the end result is so worth it.”

(from Underdogs Rising by TokioInDieSchatten)

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Mon, 04 Jul 2011 21:49:08 -0400

Imagine the EMAs back in 2009..

Fri, 01 Jul 2011 21:21:31 -0400

Imagine the EMAs back in 2009. One day before, Tom wakes up with a sense of dread in the core of his soul. Something is wrong, he just doesn’t know what. Just to be safe, he keeps telling Bill to be careful when he goes out. Bill laughs at him and shrugs it off, saying it’s just his imagination. After he leaves to take care of some paperwork, Tom is left sitting on the couch and staring at the ceiling for a while. He grabs his guitar and decides to just spend time until Bill is back, trying to believe he’s just being paranoid.A few minutes later, though, he can feel as though his heart just stopped for a split second.

One of the strings just popped, without any reason. One minute later, his cell phone rings. It’s Bill’s number. “Tomi… I- I don’t know what happened… He just appeared in front of me out of nowhere!” Tom can feel the air fleeing from his lungs. “I crashed, I just crashed and I think I destroyed half of the car…” Tom releases the breath he didn’t realize he was holding. “Bill… are you okay?” “Now that I heard your voice… yes. I needed it so much.”

Suggest Imagines!

Fri, 01 Jul 2011 20:36:29 -0400

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Imagine Bill and Tom laying on an island...

Fri, 01 Jul 2011 07:36:54 -0400

Imagine Bill and Tom laying on an island, the soft washing of the waves coming up onto the beach, but their blankets far enough so the water wont touch them. The bright ray of sunlight come down onto their tanning skins, so hot that it’s causing a glimmer of sweat to rise onto their bodies as they relaxed in the sand.

He was sure Tom had fallen asleep while enjoying the sun, but Bill was anything but tired at the moment. Laying on his side, with his upper body propped up by his elbow, he starred at his older brother with amusement, munching on the bag of grapes he had packed from the hotel room to eat on the beach. He had called his twins name once, but got no response, only the sound of a bird squawking from far off and the murmur of the waves hitting the beach.

“Tomi,” he tried again in a sing song voice, lifting a grape and setting it down it gently down on his twins lips. He moved the grape, trying to get his brothers sleeping jaw to open and take it in, but he ended up squeezing it a little too hard, and the juice dribbled down the side of his cheek instead. Bill giggled.

Without any sudden movement, Tom’s eyes stay lazily shut as he spoke up from his comatose state. “You better clean that up before I throw you in the ocean.”

Bill did. With his tongue.

Imagine you arrived late to the Meet & Greet...

Fri, 01 Jul 2011 05:11:00 -0400

Imagine you arrived late to the Meet&Greet, and you heard all the other fans had already gotten their chance to meet with the boys and now it was their time to get ready for the show. You felt horrible missing your one chance to meet with these boys, and you dejectedly turned to walk away when one of the security guards came up to you and asked if you were done meeting with the boys. You said you never got a chance to meet with them yet, because of the lines being so packed to get into the venue and he smiled. He told you to go down the hall and take a right, which had a door marked where the twins were during the Meet and Greet, and you thanked him more than once.

Nearly skipping, you walked quickly down the hall, pulling out your cd and your camera; not wanting to bother them for long, you only wanted to get a quick picture and autograph and you’d leave them to prepare for the show. Once you found the door, quickly fluffing up your hair a bit, you twisted the knob and pushed it open, completely shocked at what was happening directly in front of your eyes.

Tom was sitting on the couch, with his legs spread and his jeans open and pulled halfway down his thighs, his cock was out, hard and desperately being sucked into the mouth of Bill, who was kneeling on the floor in between his brothers legs. With Toms eyes closed, his head tilted all the way back in a euphoric pleasure, you could tell he was going to explode in a matter of seconds, and you watched as Bill let little appreciative noises escape, deep throating his twins cock farther into his mouth and sucking. Tom was making a little more louder noises, as he said quickly, “Bill, I’m coming,” as a warning and shot his load behind his brothers lips. You noticed some escape and dribble down the singers chin.

Finally opening his eyes, Tom cleared his senses and took in the situation around him, going stiff as he met your eyes and realized what they were now caught in. You smirked and slowly closed the door, agreeing that you could wait 30 seconds for them to clean up a bit before you went to get a picture. Besides, Bill probably would want to wipe his face before camera’s went anywhere near him.

Imagine Bill and Tom after a big fight..

Thu, 30 Jun 2011 20:00:44 -0400

Imagine Bill and Tom after a big fight. The feels of rage and anger have subsided and now an overwhelming sense of shame creeps over both of them. They had been arguing over the littlest things, but didn’t mean a word of it, especially Tom, who seemed to be the cause of most of their arguments. He felt responsible, looking into his brothers glistening eyes, he saw him on the verge of tears, but he felt like he needed to stop it.

Instantly coming up to Bill, he pulled him close, immediately Bill ducking his head and shoving in Tom’s neck. With their long arms snaked around each others bodies, pulling them close in, Tom let out a long sigh and breathed in, taking in Bills scent. “Bill, you know I don’t mean it..”

Pulling back his head and looking at his twins lips, he leaned in and gave them a soft kiss. With his eyes closed, he whispered into his brothers mouth. “Yes, I know.”

Imagine Bill's surgery back at 2008..

Thu, 30 Jun 2011 15:37:48 -0400

Imagine Bill’s surgery back at 2008. It already ended and it was labeled as successful but, for some reason, Bill is not waking up. The doctors try to tranquilize everyone by saying it’s normal, even if three hours have passed already. Tom can’t take it anymore and, without anyone noticing, sneaks inside his brother’s room. Seeing his baby twin unconscious in that hospital bed, looking so fragile and small, he can’t help two small tears from breaking free. He walks closer and sits on the bed, starting to caress Bill’s face. “What if you never wake up again…” Not being able to finish his sentence, he swallows a sob and gently lifts Bill’s lifeless body, holding it close. Suddenly, he can hear Bill’s voice in his mind: “I would rather die now in your arms than to live for a hundred years without having met you”. Surprised, Tom glances down and finds Bill’s smiling face staring back at him.

Imagine Bill was in surgery..

Thu, 30 Jun 2011 15:30:05 -0400

Imagine Bill was in surgery. Tom was pacing around the waiting area, grumbling to his two other bandmates about how long it was taking them to help Bill. His feet were making a trench in the tiles, rubbing his face from the exhaustion of worrying about his brother. He felt sick to his stomach every time he thought about something going wrong and them coming out to tell him that his twin had complications. He was frightened, not liking being away from his twin like this.

“It’s okay Tom,” Georg tried to convince him, but nothing the two band mates were saying was very convincing to the youngest of them there. Tom needed to see his brother to believe that he was alright. “You know he’s going to be good as new, singing and yelling and swearing like he normally does.”

Tom paled at how many thoughts were going through his mind. Things like them making a mistake, and cutting something they were not supposed to, causing Bill to bleed uncontrollably and die a slow painful death. He was shaking with fear, rubbing his forehead and taking a peak to look at the wall clock again. Barely two minutes had passed since the last time he check. He bit his lip hard, needing to feel something besides the pain welling in his chest from not knowing what was going on.

Georg sensed how upset he was, walking over to his best friend and pulling him in for a tight hug. Tom held him back tighter, shoving his face in the bassists shoulder. He mumbled into his shirt. “I’m scared.”

Imagine Tom groaning as he sat up on their bed..

Wed, 29 Jun 2011 00:38:51 -0400

Tom groaning as he sat up on their bed, rubbing at his massive belly. He sighs and rests his back to the headboard while Bill looks up at him from the bed.

“You look just too cute, really,” Bill says chuckling at his beloved one.

Tom rolls his eyes and crosses his arms over his chest. He had always thought of them having a baby but… Him actually being the one getting pregnant after so many tries of getting Bill pregnant, it was just his luck.

“Yeah… For a whale.” He huffs and Bill sits up to kiss his brother’s cheek.

“You are my sexgod whale,” he says gently.

(Tompreg for tokiohotelimagineslash. Imagine Written by twclove)

Imagine when Bill showed up..

Wed, 29 Jun 2011 00:10:29 -0400

Imagine when Bill showed up at the door of Tom’s bedroom, all ready for the Nivea Pool Party they’ve been invited to. He leans agains the doorframe with his arms crossed over his chest, licking his lips and with a raised eyebrow in a teasing way as he watches his brother, putting a form fitting blue shirt over his simple white tanktop.

Long gone are the days of the XXXL clothes, and he couldn’t be happier. The way both him and Tom have been working out lately, his brother is quite a vision of masculine sexuality, one that makes his body burn in desire and moan in love and lust.

To Tom, once he turns around and sees his brother, the party is not important anymore. A few quick steps and he’s caught his brother in place, trapping him against the nearest wall and joining their lips passionately. Somehow this rough look of him turns him on more than he thought possible, and the new look and piercings are driving him crazy.

His voice is husky and his eyes are dark as he whispers the most awaited words. “My bed, now….”

(Imagine written by darkness069)

Imagine Bill forgot his favorite jacket..

Mon, 27 Jun 2011 21:51:56 -0400

Imagine Bill forgot his favorite jacket at the last venue they played at. He had taken it off during the show, like he usually did after the first couple songs when he feels his leather jackets start to stick to his soft skin. He had thrown it, forgetting to pick it up after the show and take it back to the tour bus with him, completely forgetting about the jackets existence for he was so hot. He could not forget it now though.

He swore, throwing his hands down and letting his boot free foot come in hard contact with his suitcase, cursing himself for being stupid enough for forgetting it as he felt sick to his stomach. It wasn’t as if he didn’t have any jackets left, but he had taken a particular liking to that one, which was why he wore it all the time.

Georg heard and poked his head in the room, noting how Bills clothes were strewn all over the room, obviously from him throwing them in anger two minutes previous. He asked Bill what happened to the room, if a cyclone had come and gone why Georg was snoozing, but Bill didn’t find it funny. Bill gripped his arms around his chest, holding himself as he tried to calm his body. It didn’t work, and all he wanted to do was kick something again, which is what he did when he saw the suitcase lying in front of him.

Georg walked quickly over to Bill, wasting no time before he wrapped his own strong arms around the singer, letting him cool down in a tight embrace. Bill seemed to melt in it, feeling Georg’s muscles and his strong chest against his body. He would have snaked his own arms around the older male if Georg wasn’t holding him so tight and speaking softly to him. He felt soothed, thanking Georg for being there for him.

Kissing Bills forehead, Georg said in a soft voice, “anytime.”

Imagine that the room was hot..

Mon, 27 Jun 2011 05:59:00 -0400

Imagine that the room was hot, heated and smelling of sex floating in the air. The only light from the lamp sitting beside the bed, glowing against the sweaty flesh of the twins, grinding and moaning together in passion. With Tom on top, moving down Bills body and leaving soft butterfly kisses against his wet skin, he mumbled some unrecognizable words as he propped up Bills legs and lay between them, smirking into the face of his brothers as he bent down.

Bill had expected Tom to move the sheet covering his cock and wrap his red lips around it, but what he did was different than what the skinny dark haired male thought. He felt Tom’s tongue poke out and touch the skin of his balls, moving down and lower as Bill sat up on his elbows, asking what Tom was doing because he could no longer see. Tom didn’t answer, instead, he put both his hands on the outside of Bills hips and let his tongue lick his swollen used hole, licking clean the semen that was spilling out of him from their midnight love making. Bill gasped, watching as Toms head stayed low, his dread locks falling over his head as he continued to lick Bill, causing him to moan in pleasure. His face contorted as he felt the arousal pooling and ready to explode in climax once more.

Imagine that it's Bills first time..

Mon, 27 Jun 2011 02:19:00 -0400

Imagine that it’s Bills first time, eighteen years old and nervous as hell. He had waited and saved himself for the person he loved the most, and that night, they were going to make love. His lithe naked body is lying on the bed, surrounded by the mess of sheets and pillows strewn across the mattress to make room for them. His legs were shaking, slightly from the odd coldness of the room, and partly because Tom was sitting in between them and rubbing his thighs comfortingly. His brother knew how scared Bill was, but he was as careful as possible as he crawled over Bill, hovering his body on top of his and looked down at his beautiful face. His hair splayed out across the pillow and his makeup still perfect from earlier; he looked like angelic perfection without the halo.

Bill murmured something about being nervous as Tom’s hand reached up and stroked his cheek affectionately, giving him a comforting smile before he kissed his soft lips. He promised he was going to take care of him and he wasn’t going to let him hurt for a minute; Bill felt calmer, kissing his lovers lips again and nodding his head.

“I’m ready.”

Imagine...

Mon, 27 Jun 2011 02:03:52 -0400

twclove:

Tom crawls on the bed till he gets on top of Bill’s naked form and both of them smile to eachother while Tom spread Bill’s legs to begin their love making. Bill shudders from the warm radiating from his brother’s body and gasps when he felt Tom’s member entering him gently.

“Y-Yes Tomi…. in me… please,” he moans quietly only for his beloved Tom to hear.