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The twins were eager to await their master's call but he was quick to come to their room. He complimented them on their preparations and invited them to go the breakfast with him. They followed him rather obediently and quietly until they reached the kitchen.

They were surprised when he said something about them cooking but Damien looked down to his shoes when he offered one of them the spot of cook this morning. William waved away the topic and nodded. "Dami-Cheen is an amazing cook, if you want him to cook for you master, you won't regret it." He seemed to bright and happy but thoughts of last night couldn't help crawling back to him when he looked at his master...perhaps he should tone down his tone...maybe his vernacular as well.

Damien immediately noticed something, William was saying 'master' as if it rolled of the tongue. Also he was acting uncharacteristically submissive. What had they done last night? Damien felt cheated, William had always shared experienced with him! It looked a lot like that little tradition had no merit here. He did nod eventually though. "Yes master...I've been out of practice so it might not be as good but I will try my very best..." He reached up to lightly push back his glasses, having had them bob with his steps. He was so used to not having them...but it was nice to be able to see everyone.

Damien nodded and slowly rolled his sleeves up before slipping his hands into the fridge to get some supplies. William did the same and scurried into the other room to set the table. First he made sure the large table had a well smoothed dining cloth before coming back to the kitchen to retrieve dining ware from the cupboards. He took a few napkins and made sure to wrap them around pairs of forks, spoons and butter knives. He wanted things to be correct and fancy for his master, like the willing housewife he and his brother would no doubt become eventually~!

Damien couldn't relinquish the fact that his fingers were lightly shaking every moment his master was in the kitchen alone with him. While William was setting plates Damien was alone with him, cracking eggs and procuring supplies. He knew what he was doing, but the sound of his master not far behind him was rather terrifying. "W-would you like me to wake up early to set the coffee machine? I can even set your drink if you tell me how you l-like it?" He was so nervous, even as he whisked the eggs with a few ground spices and salts. He was going to make his famous 'Dami-cheen' omelet. Every few moments he would lose his focus and push his glasses back a bit.

He would wait to work on butter and fixings until he was finished with at least his brothers omelet and his own. He wanted to work on Master's last, so it would be perfect and still quite hot when he received it...if he liked hot coffee he would adore a well made breakfast...

Damien couldn't help smile when his master agreed. If the male were to get used to the twins, maybe even like them, he might be nicer to them if they ever do mess up. That was Damien's goal, he wanted to make things a bit easier by choosing the high road, the master's confirmation was enough to let him know he was succeeding. His plan backfired slightly as the male drew close enough to constantly fill his peripherals.

Damien slipped some fresh bacon onto the omelet along with some cheddar cheese before closing it. With his spatula he flattened the egg to create an inner oven, melting the cheese over a bed of bacon...that was the cheen in his omelet. The male continued on, growing slightly closer and the young twin couldn't help but blush rather fervently from their distance. "I-It's just something I was told to do a lot when I was little...My mother and father were wonderful parents but sometimes they got too tired to take care of us...I took to cleaning and cooking early..." He felt the master's eyes on him, watching him as he cooked. His finger's began to shake but his expertise never waned... He quickly shifted the master's food onto the plate before sprinkling some pepper onto the softer areas. "Oh...I'm sorry, I should have asked whether you wanted something specific...I'm sorry." He turned to find himself face to face with the master, his back against the stove as the burners were turned off. His glasses slipped softly but he pushed them back with his index finger. "S-should I make something sweet to go with it?"

William was busy making sure the table was set up but as he retreated back into the kitchen he noticed the master getting rather close to his brother. Instead of prying he slipped his hands to the plates of food before taking some melted butter to the table on a dish. He set each dish on their respective chairs before moving to grab the toast from the toaster. He wanted to keep Damien safe and all but something told him that the master wouldn't hurt him...now when the cute twin looked so docile.

Damien felt tender, defenseless under him as he drew close and even ran his arm across his slave's arm. Damien felt his own temperature rise aside from the natural scarlet on his face. The master's voice was a lot like soft velvet as he drew close, he complimented the redhead along with confidently reassuring his choice of food. Damien had no real words for what he was feeling...

When the master drew himself away the pet looked away, taken aback by cold air that was once the warmth of his master against him. William had apparently destroyed whatever moment they were having...was that a moment? The twins stood together in the kitchen, Damien panting and William giving him a rather sheepish smile before shrugging. The master lasted in the kitchen for only a few seconds more before retreating to the dining area.

The twins followed him rather quickly and sat down at his side's. Damien on his left and William on his right. They didn't think to eat yet without their master's approval... William leaned his body forward a bit and looked over the master's calm face as he stirred. "Sooo~! What are your plans for today Sir? Got some big plans for something or do you just wanna be lazy with us?" William mused with the cutest little W smile before Damien coughed softly in his fist to gain his brother's attention.

"Master probably has some chores for us to do...you will be helping..." He said with a rather soft smile before the energetic twin laughed. "I should have known you would hop on my case Dami-cheen~!"

The twins were feeling quite good, rather happy in fact. That was until their master's outburst. It felt a lot like they had done something wrong but the twins were so used to talking during the times when they would eat. Their family used to have big ol' conversations everytime, sometimes even get into steamed debates. The master's word was law though, and they would be silent. "Yes..." "Alright master..."

Damien ate his food silently, savoring the flavor of a really good meal while his brother did the same. The softer spoken twin couldn't help but let his mind wander as the silence took over. What was the master's plan? What did he plan to do if William had not walked in earlier? He didn't dare look at the man while they ate but he really wanted to...the man was a mystery to him already and he was dying to figure him out.

William couldn't wrap his mind around a vampire eating human food... Then he realizes, Damien still didn't know! Damien was still assuming this guy was a dreamy master who had saved him and his eyesight. William sighed rather sadly, losing the will to eat after realizing the fact that Damien's expectations will one day be crushed. He did finish the omelet for necessities sake and every now and then he would smile to his little brother, a silent confirmation that he had done well.

The twins eagerly hung on for their master's voice as they finished eating. They knew that eventually he would speak to them but they couldn't help but feel anxious, almost needy for him. When he did speak he dished out orders, not conversation. Damien nodded with his order while William crossed his arms. He was still a bit butthurt about the fact that his master was making him do the hell of the work.

He wouldn't complain though, he didn't know what the 'punishments' really were and something told him he didn't wish to know. When the master gave his final word and left the twins sat in silence. They looked to eachother for only a moment before they both softly smiled to eachother. If they were together, nothing couldn't be accomplished. "We all can't be step ford wives can we?" William stood and gave his little brother a small pat on the shoulder before handing him his plate and exiting the dining room and moving on outside...

Damien nodded and stood, taking the plates of his brother and master along with his own and hurrying into the kitchen. The master was there, stirring his coffee. The male really loved his coffee apparently, Damien would have to remember that when he made coffee in the morning. He chose not to speak to the male and instead deposited the dishes into the sink before running some warm water. A small dab of soap in the water and a large on the pan would be just enough... Little Damien rolled up his sleeves and started, trying his best not to seem so nervous with the master so close again.

Damien's fear came true almost too quickly for him to do anything about it. He felt the warmth, the presence of his master behind him and his peripherals caught the older male's arms lightly straddling his body from movement. His comment only made the young twin wonder, what exactly had been interrupted earlier, did he plan something? Before he could object he felt the smooth electric touch of his master's hands upon him and he blushed... His own hands were covered in suds and his body had stilled.

He did continue though, the master was right, he needed to finish quickly. He sighed almost helplessly as he felt his master's breath upon him, such a raw moment made his fingers shake as he slipped a few dishes over to be rinsed and dried. He felt his master's hot breath fall to his neck and he sighed again, almost...slightly turned by the master's closeness... If only he knew how Damien already idolized him, perhaps this wasn't the best course of action! Damien continued to work, not inching himself away or moving from his master's grasp.