[ASW]Ghost Gifts and Kisses

[Casper & Jasper Emory]

As it stood right now, Casper was not worried about losing his brother or anything like that. He knew hos Jasper operated and how it would be a long time before Jasper would even do anything that would cause the two of them to remain close to one another. Jasper probably still had the idea in his head that Franck could share the two of them if he wanted to. Not that Casper was concerned about it, he wanted Franck to do whatever it was that he liked so long as he kept remaining a fun toy for the two of them. Sure Casper had a feeling that at one point he would not want to be around the two of them when they were together, but for now he was content.

“Oh? Looks like you are a pretty good sore loser to me.” Casper pointed out as he reached out to grab a hot chocolate when Franck had set them down. He noticed how Franck had went for the seat closest to Jasper but he didn’t say anything. Jasper noticed it as well and was giving Franck a smirk, his eyes practically dancing over the other boy for a moment. Jasper did at least behave as he reached out to take a hot chocolate for himself. “Thanks for the drinks, Franck.” Jasper said, lifting his glass in the direction of Franck. Casper did the same, the two giving Franck something of a toast before Casper reached into his pocket a place a small gift box in the center of the table.

“Our gift to you.” The twins had said together. They had brought it along to give to Franck and figured it was best to give it to him now. They didn’t know if he was going to like it and it was not something that was super expensive. They didn’t have jobs now that they were at BA so money was something that they had to go out and earn and sometimes pickpocket but no one needed to know about the latter. Inside the box was Macaroons, a sweet the boys had read up was a French treat. So they saved up and order them for their French toy and just hoped he liked them.

[François Laffont]

Franck had planned all along the possibility for the twins to use their power during the race. He knew then that, if it happened, he would be paying. Otherwise, he still have a good chance of paying if they outrun him. So he was fine with it. He wouldn’t have suggested the race if he was not okay with getting them all some drinks.

He tried not to get too flustered around them. So far, the only reasons he found to say no to Jasper were about morality and doing the right thing, stuff that he was growing tired of hearing or telling himself. He still thought it was not right, that it was not like him. But wouldn’t it feel good to have someone who just wanted him? Maybe it was precisely the fact it was unlike him that made it so tempting. Besides, where was the harm? He could see none. He might end up liking Jasper ad be hurt when it will end but that was the case with any other guy who could ask him out and that never stopped him before from falling for someone. Yeah, in the end, he had no good reason to say no. He probably had no good reason to say yes either, but should that really stop him?

He smiled to them as they took their drinks. “I’ll win the next race,” he teased, grinning at them as no doubt they would try and do something should they race again. Franck thought they would lose only if that would make them win in the end. He just had the time to take one sip of his chocolate and come to the conclusion he should wait until it cooled down a little bit before the twins pulled out a box. They did mention a gift and Franck had been hoping it was something he could unwrap in the open. With them, he preferred to expect everything. He put down his cup and took the box. “Macarons,” he let out of surprised when he noticed what it was. He knew they said macaroons in English but Franck couldn’t say it like that. It had to be said the French way, otherwise it was those things made of coconut. He grinned as he looked at them again. “Thank you. I love those and I know they aren’t always easy to find,” he told them. It was a small gesture but Franck never asked for something big. He didn’t even expect them to get him something in the first place. “You ever tasted one before? You’ll love it,” he asked them, opening the box and ready to give one to them if they wanted.

[Casper & Jasper Emory]

"Oh? You think there will be more races between us and you?" Jasper asked as he grinned at Franck. They could tell that he was just teasing, but they could not help but to tease him back on the matter. Both of the siblings didn't think that Franck would win a race against them unless they let him or there were some other circumstances that were involved. They could think about that later, for now they were eager to see what Franck thought about their gift. They had wanted it to be something that would last a while but they could not really think of anything so went with it being something you could eat.

The siblings did like to eat so it should have been expected that an ideal gift to them was something that you could in fact eat. "Macarons." The brothers said in unison after Franck had said it. They wanted to say it right and since they figured he had said it the right way, it was best to repeat it back to him in order to get it. The Emory boys were then both smiling, pleased that they had got something that Franck liked. They gave one another a thumbs up, feeling even more happy then they were a moment ago. "Happy you like them, and yeah it was hard to find them but worth it for our Franck." Casper said, with Jasper nodding in agreement. Franck was then offering them as taste after asking if they had ever had it before.

"Nope, never had it. Feed me." Jasper said as he opened his mouth for Franck to slide one into his mouth so he could taste and eat it. Casper behaved and held out his hand for Franck to give him one that way. No need to double embarrass Franck by having him both hand feed the two of them. Even if it was tempting.

[François Laffont]

Franck laughed as Jasper sort of taunted him. “Hey, I’m not giving up yet. I’ll beat you eventually,” he said with a chuckle in his voice. He didn't really care if that were to happen for real or not. They would find something else to do. Franck considered the Emory twins like his friend Frank Cox, someone he would never get bored with. So far, he had not been disappointed, even if they had a tendency to try and make him blush. He bet if he stopped blushing at Jasper’s blunt sexual innuendos, they would find something else.

Franck had a brief nod for them as they repeated the term after him. He never really bothered teaching people how to talk in French. The grammar was a lot more complicated than English, plus a lot of the wrong pronunciation just made him cringe. But they repeated after him so they had it fairly well. And it wasn’t the hardest word to pronounce so it sure helped. Not to add that Franck was not really caring about the way they said it than the fact they offered him macarons. He loved those and he knew how it was not something you could find in just any grocery store. He tried to get his hands on enough of those ever since he came to live here to know that. It only made it matter more to Franck, as it meant they not only bothered to check up French desserts for their French friend, they also tried to look for this.

“Thank you,” he said once again. He tried to contain his smile as he didn’t want to look too pleased either that he was special enough for them to go through the burden of finding some for him. Jasper had, of course, to further tease him and he laughed at it. “How about... yes, this one’s chocolate. But I don’t suggest to gobble it whole,” he said as he still decided to place it in Jasper’s mouth, at least a part of it. He didn’t want the boy to choke for biting more than he could chew. He then offered one to Casper before grabbing one for himself. He looked at them both, unable to contain his amused smile before he ate his macaron. Why didn’t he want that again?

[Casper & Jasper Emory]

"Eventually. Famous last words." Jasper said, chuckling a little. Casper shook his head, but was smiling over the matter. There would likely be more races because the boys liked to play and if Franck challenge it, it was likely to happen. Depending on their mood of course, but Franck tended to put them in a good mood. They were always amused, horny, or angry with Franck. Those seemed to be the three dominate emotions the siblings tended to feel around their favorite French toy. Franck gave them a nod after the repeated the words and the siblings were pleased even with the simple praise. Yes, sometimes they were that easy to please.

"No problem." The siblings said in unison again. They shared another glance with one another since again that was something normally one of them would say. Yes, there were cases in where the twins would know that they both wanted to say something, but they had long since worked out who would say what when talking to people. It gave sort of a fair trade off of who was talking, even if their voices sounded exactly the same, and the fact that Jasper still did most of the talking. That was just how things worked out, but once more they had said something together that they had not intended to. The siblings could not help but feel a small amount of worry what might end up happening soon.

"I was kind of hoping you put it in your mouth and I was supposed to bite it free from your lips." Jasper whispered as he winked at Franck. He still took the threat and bit into it, oddly enjoying it but it tasted different then he had expected it to. Jasper and Casper were both tempted to shove the whole thing in their mouths, just to see if they could in fact do it but they refrained. Casper took his and nibbled at it, finding it to be an interesting treat that made him think of like mini hamburgers or something. "Look at that cute smile." Casper teased as he pointed at Franck. Jasper had a sly smile appear across his lips but he didn’t say anything. The siblings just both looked at Franck like they were up to something or possibly thinking something naughty about him.

[François Laffont]

Franck’s mood seemed to matter little when he was around people. Thanks to his power, he normally took on the person’s emotions. Of course, it was his own reaction to that kind of emotion but he was still affected by them. When with the twins, for example, he often felt careless, like he could and should do whatever he wanted. He also often happened to get spikes of desire showing up, making him blush out of nowhere as if someone turned on the heat in the room all of a sudden. It was not easy all the time, to have his morals pushed away by them, but he still enjoyed their company. At the very least, it was always unexpected and he didn’t feel like he was offering them some therapy. He knew he wished to become a psychologist one day but that didn’t mean he wanted to act as one all the time.

Franck had started to recognize Casper from Jasper. He knew he was near Jasper. He knew it even before the boy asked him to feed him. Their emotions were very similar but if he focused enough, he could sense the difference. He thought it was still not perfect. The twins felt very strongly every emotion, just like many teenagers, and it wasn’t always easy to make a difference when their emotions were almost identical. But he learned a few tricks to recognize them. Not to add that he simply had to sense which was had more desire for him for Franck to assume it would be Jasper.

He laughed at what the boy said. The blush he could feel once again forced him to look down, unable to stare at them for a second before he could meet with his gaze again. “I think you overestimate me. I might get your horny mood but I don’t have your imagination,” he teased him. It was another thing he liked about being with them. He was normally in a good mood around the twins, because they were most of the time in a positive mood themselves.

He was not done with the blush however. Their favourite activity had just begun and he laughed again, this time because of what Casper said. “You just like to watch me blush. I bet when I’ll get used to it you will find something else,” he accused them with a playful tone. He hoped there would be a limit to how far they could go to get that kind of attitude out of him. He looked at Jasper and froze a moment because of his sly smirk. “What?”

[Casper & Jasper Emory]

The twins did fear a lot of things the same and when they felt them they were both really strong in part because of what their power did to their bodies. Even when on the outside Casper seemed to be the calmer of the siblings, he was likely still feeling similar emotions to his brother. That was not always the case; it all depended on the situation but most of the time they were feeling the same thing deep down. One of them was just better at covering it up then the other one was, but there were still small difference between the twins. Even more so now that the twins were slowly starting to figure out the things that they liked and didn't like.

Franck was one of the things; people, that they liked. He was a boy and they both had liked sleeping with him, but were there more to it than that? The siblings were still trying to figure that out and it was Jasper who had felt something slightly different towards the boy and that was why he was trying to test down a different route. A route that he didn't really know about but the only way he figured he was really going to learn and understand something was to try it out. Franck was blushing and no amount of ducking down was going to completely hide it from the boys. They already knew and they were pleased by it, it was so cute. "Not even a little bit?" Casper asked in a challenging way in response to Franck saying that he didn't have their imagination.

"I'm sure you have at least had dreams. Am I right?" Jasper asked as he leaned in a little closer to Franck and reached his free hand out to try and play with Franck's hair a little bit. By now the twins already had finished the treat the Franck had given them because it was food. Food never really lasted longer once it was in the hands of the twins. Sweets or not, it would vanish into the world that was known as their stomach and already being in the process of digestion. "Oh, he is being feisty now brother." Casper pointed out, teasing and really just digging Franck's grave for him now. "Oh? Does he want me to punish him? I was already thinking about it." Jasper said, which was sort of an answer to Franck's 'what'.

[François Laffont]

The twins were challenging Franck into thinking differently. It wasn’t always easy. The French boy was not used to act on his impulses and desires. He more often did what was morally right and expected of him, often even before people expressed what they expected of him. It resulted in a lot of awkward situations for Franck, and a lot of blushes, but he also liked how carefree he could be around them without feeling bad about it. Little by little, he started to understand it was okay to do something just because he wanted to do it.

Franck supposed he should be embarrassed at how easily they could make him blush. It wasn’t very manly. But Franck didn’t mind. He wasn’t used to talk so bluntly, especially about sex. “Of course I do. Who doesn’t?” he told them. Maybe it was not the imagination that he lacked, maybe it was more the will to do it. He did not think about feeding Jasper by putting the macaron in his mouth though. So maybe he was not as imaginative as they were about that.

He leaned backwards, following Jasper’s movement as he leaned closer to him but he didn’t try to get away from the guy. His attention turned on Casper at his words. “Feisty? For asking you what you have in mind after you shared a look between yourselves?” he asked. The fact Franck was not entirely sure what feisty might mean didn't help either. Jasper was already talking about punishing him. He pointed a finger at Jasper. “See, that’s why I asked what. When you two look at each other like this, it means I’m about to get something.” He wondered what kind of punishment Jasper was thinking about. They were teasing, that much was obvious to Franck, but, as he told them, he didn’t have their imagination and couldn’t tell what they intended to do to him.

[Casper & Jasper Emory]

The brother's loved to make Franck blush; it was almost one of their favorite things to have Franck do for them. In general it was just seeing how Franck would react to what they would say or do that was the most fun of all. Those who provided them with some sort of entertainment became their favorites and held their interest for longer periods of time. Not that they saw themselves leaving Franck anytime soon if he did end up boring them. At BA things were a little different when you lived here until you graduated.

It was not the same as it was back in the circus when making lasting relationship didn't really matter with anyone outside the circus because you would be moving on. "Then you have an imagination similar to ours." Casper pointed out with Jasper nodding in agreement. "Had any about us? About both of us? Just one of us? About that time at the lake?" Jasper then started to ask several questions, unable to help himself. How could he not ask when Franck admitted to having those sorts of dreams? Jasper kept playing with Franck's hair, more so enjoying watching how Franck reacted to it than he did the actual playing with his hair.

Hair playing was not really Jasper's thing but it did always feel like it established a connection when you ran your fingers through someone’s hair. "We share looks between one another all the time. Nothing to worry about." Casper said with a smile. Nope, there was always something to worry about depending on the look the siblings shared with one another. It just all depended on if you were able to tell what look meant you should be worried or not. "Well, we would only give you something if you want it. So the question is, do you want to be punished?" Jasper asked as a sly grin started to spread across his lips for a moment. Then he started to chuckle; Casper as well, with both siblings shaking their head. No, they were going to sort of behave for the rest of their time with Franck after what Jasper had asked him earlier.

[François Laffont]

Franck couldn’t help himself, he always seemed to be blushing or chuckling around the twins, if not both. “Well, yes, of course I have imagination. Just, maybe not as... creative, as yours,” he said. The barrier of language was in the way again. Franck wasn’t sure how he could explain himself, how he could tell them they, and more particularly Jasper it would seem, had a wilder imagination than he had. It shouldn’t be too surprising though, the twins struck him as free thinkers, including in matters of sex.

Jasper really seemed to enjoy playing a hand in his hair. He stared at him after his tons of questions, all with the same theme. “Did you?” he simply replied. No, he was not going to answer. He thought the twins might like him replying this way. He was just showing them he could play their little game too. At least, he hoped his tone sounded like he was doing that and not that he was afraid to answer or anything.

His hair must be messy by now, especially since Franck often turned to look at one or the other. “Sure, but that way, it means you’ve got something in mind for me,” he told Casper. He was not leaving or inquiring what it was so obviously Franck was not too afraid of it.

Franck thought he could guess his ‘punishment’. And he felt almost giddy about it. He never would have thought he could be this daring as to say yes though. In the end, he did something even more daring. “Let me guess what it is,” he said. Instead of pausing to think of it or suggest something, Franck simply leaned forward and captured Jasper’s lips with his. Now, that would be something none of them saw coming.

[Casper & Jasper Emory]

"I bet it is. You just keep it suppressed so you can be a good little French boy." Jasper pointed out, snickering a little. Both the siblings both believed that there was that other side to Franck that was at least a little naughty like them. Franck was just a good boy and always kept himself in check and not worried about meeting his needs. That was what the siblings had come to learn and assume about Franck. It was partly their goal to break him out of that and sometimes it seemed like it was working.

In the twins mind, Franck had most certainly come out of his shell at least around them a lot more since the first time they had met the boy. The brothers of course were very much free thinkers in everything that did and said. They didn't see the point in playing it safe while they were young and allowed to make mistakes without the worry of heavy consequences. Of course they didn't do everything that came to their minds, because they obviously had a level of intelligence and limits. Franck turned the questions back on Jasper which had him slightly pouting. "No, that is no fun." Casper spoke up on behalf of his brother.

"All of them but the last one would be a no. Since they pertained to me and my brother and I don't really have those kind of thoughts about my bro despite what people seem to think about twins." Jasper did answer Franck's question still. Well he answered the part of the question that he had asked Franck who turned it back on him. "Sometimes it does." Casper spoke up after Franck's words about how normally that meant that there was something in store for him. More often than not that was true but the siblings were actually going to be good this time around.

It was way too much fun to see how Franck was reacting to the twins teasing about a punishment. It almost seemed like he actually wanted it and the twins were both surprised by Franck stating that he would guess what it was. What happened next really shocked both of the siblings, to the point that Casper was letting out an 'oooo'. Jasper would have done the same but his lips were currently busy with something far more pleasant. Jasper didn't let Franck stop at just a simple kiss. He gripped Franck's hair, pulling the boy into the kiss more as he would deepen the kiss, not caring that they were sort of in public. "PDA! PDA!" Casper yelled and pointed, having his immature moment now as he pointed and started to laugh.

[François Laffont]

For a moment, Franck swore he heard Jasper say French toy and not French boy. He was about to point it out when he realised the mistake was his own. Then again, they told him he was both their boy and toy. “I wouldn’t say suppressed. More like kept in line,” he replied. Franck knew he could be naughty, or, at the very least, had naughty thoughts. There was a time he would have suppressed them, like Jasper said. But he understood it was normal. Everyone had fantasies. Franck simply didn’t try to make them real, even the smallest of them.

“Hey, I’m not the only one who should be pushed here,” he told Casper when he said it was no fun. He’d let them think whatever they wanted, if he thought of them naked or not. Speaking of his fantasies was also something he wasn’t used to do. How could he, when he had just recently decided it was ok to have them? “I never thought you two might be this close. We’re not in Game of thrones here.” He never thought one moment they could be considered too close. It was just gross and totally wrong. He could imagine them sharing the same person, it would be hard not to when he experienced it, but that was the closest these two might get together in his mind.

Had someone came over and asked them what they thought they were doing, Franck would probably be embarrassed about it and blame the twins, their emotions rubbing too much on him and making him act out of character. He knew he was contradicting himself here, since he always believed it was his own reaction to an emotion that he would do but he sure wouldn’t have kissed Jasper like this if the two of them were studious and quiet boys. Franck actually liked the surprise he felt from the two of them. He didn’t hear Casper, he was too busy with his brother. When he felt Jasper hold him and kiss him back, his eyebrows arched up in surprise. But he didn’t pull away. He did hear Casper yell something but he wasn’t quite sure what it was. “What did you say?” he asked him when he was finally allowed to speak again.

[Casper & Jasper Emory]

If Jasper had said French toy, it still would have meant the same things to the brothers. Franck was both their boy and their toy. Their French Boy Toy, leaning a little more on being Jasper's toy but that was completely fine. All of it was about testing and experimenting for the brothers so they were not about to hold a grudge or get upset at one another for feeling differently through their test. Later on, perhaps. For now, Casper did not mind that his brother was getting closer to Franck then he was, if anything Casper was happy for it. He understood that his brother was a bit brash and could be hard to deal with how quick he was to show his emotions.

So for someone to still like him despite all of that made Casper happy for his brother. The brothers rolled their eyes at Franck's words when he said he should not be the only one pushed. The siblings already knew all there was to know about one another. They still didn't know much about Franck so they wanted him to answer their questions and participate in their games. Granted they knew they could only expect so much from the boy who was still crawling his way out of his shell in their eyes. The brothers just did not say anything when it came to how they were with one another. They were pleased that Franck never suspected they were that way with one another, but they were still not going to say anything about it.

The Emory boys did however share a glance then, looking at one another, thinking about it for a moment. It would be just too weird, and the two of them both made a face at one another just from having known what the other was thinking the same thing. The focus was back on Franck then, him and how his lips were against Jasper's. Jasper made sure to kiss Franck hard and did not let him go until he was satisfied. "I said PDA. Should I slowly slide away to give you your alone time?" Casper asked, teasing. "If you leave, I can't promise I won't try and take Franck on this table in front of everyone." Jasper warned, glancing over at Franck. Jasper had more self-control then that but he wanted to see how Franck would react to such words.

[François Laffont]

Franck knew he could be passionate. But he was also a hopeless romantic and as such he thought he needed more than a guy telling him he wanted him right now to start taking some clothes off. The twins didn’t have that kind of mentality. They also seemed to have no filter, or not one that worked often. They did and said whatever they wanted to do and say. They also tried to show he could do the same. Franck thought he was slowly doing that. And it felt pretty good. He wasn’t to the point of trash-talking anyone but he was not letting them do anything they wanted with him.

One might not see this right now, as he could barely move away from Jasper even though they were no longer kissing. Casper repeated but it made as little sense to Franck as it did before when he was not paying attention. “PDA?” It was not the twins’ fault if Franck was not all that aware of all those fancy slangs people used. He got some, the most obvious, common ones. The others, like this one, he had no idea. He still blushed slightly at being pointed out he might need a room if things kept going this way. He didn’t mean to kiss Jasper like this in front of everyone. Was there anyone to look at them though, aside from Casper? Even if there wasn’t, it was still not something he wanted to force the boy to watch.

He flinched because of Jasper’s words. “Uh no?” he let out. He might have opened up but not to the point of doing anything on a table for all to see. “Besides, isn’t it against the rules of the trip, to do this, anywhere?” One could probably argue there must have been such a rule during the camping trip and that did not stop them. He tried to straighten up but even by doing so he remained close to Jasper. He didn't want to entirely move away from the guy. “I’m sorry, I should behave. You’re here too,” he said. He wasn’t really apologizing for the kiss, more the fact Casper had to stay here and watch.

[Casper & Jasper Emory]

Jasper and Casper could both tell that Franck had enjoyed the kiss and could see how the other boy didn't want to move away. It was all so clear and all so amusing. It was most certainty stroking Jasper's ego to know that Franck wanted him back or at least wanted to be close to him. Franck had made the move that time, was the one to kiss him so clearly he wanted to do it. Now Jasper was starting to feel a little confused on why Franck had said that he wanted to wait before answering Jasper's question. Clearly Franck wanted him, or perhaps he was just looking for another fun moment, and Jasper would be more than happy to give it to him if he really did want it.

"Public display of affection...I think." Casper said, only half sure that was actually what it stood for. He just remembered that they had gotten scolded before when they were kissing a guy in class and the teacher had said those words. So he assumed that it applied to when you were kissing someone or being all intimate in public. The twins still thought it was the highest compliment for someone to kiss on you in front of others, it showed that they didn't care what others thought and just how much they wanted you. Franck however didn't seem up to going as far as getting down and dirty on top of the table.

Their French toy bringing up something about it being against the rules and that just made Casper and Jasper laugh. "I'm pretty sure they can't really stop us if they don't know about it. We just have to have our fun not in the public eye." Jasper pointed out as he was already reaching to take Franck's hand. Jasper would then stand up, trying to tug on Franck's arm to get him to stand up with him. "I don't mind. I can go somewhere else or distract myself in other ways. Want me to stay here?" Casper first was talking to Franck but when his brother stood up he was looking to him and asking the question.

"If Franck really wants to have that kind of fun, then yeah. Figure he will relax a little if it’s in our room." Jasper responded back to his brother who was nodding in agreement. Then both their eyes were on Franck, waiting for what he had to say about all of this. Did he want to just have some fun with Jasper? Did he want it now?