WARNING NC17 Carnivale fanfic
Title: The Very Thought of You
Author: crow_n_key
Pairing: Justin/Iris plus characters of my own creation
Rating: NO MINORS, TV - MA, NC17, contains explicit incest, violence, sex, and adult language
Disclaimer: Carnivale and characters belong to Dan Knauf/HBO. Song "The Very Thought of You," music/lyrics by Ray Noble
Any similarities between this and any other Carnivale or Justin/Iris fanfic is purely coincidental
Justin stood on the porch, watching her. He could feel his body respond again. He, too, looked up at the tree and it’s branches were swaying as if there was a breeze. He turned and walked into the house.
Naked and exhausted, Elizabeth fell asleep under the tree, curled toward it’s trunk. She was covered with blood and dirt and Justin. Well before dawn, Iris realized that Elizabeth was still out in the yard, so she walked out with a blanket and woke Elizabeth. She had begun to think of Elizabeth as a sister and was worried about her being outside in the dark and cold. Iris wrapped her in the blanket and they walked back into the house. Iris guided Elizabeth to her room and put Elizabeth in her bed, naked. Elizabeth was cold and shivering. Iris walked silently to the bathroom and wet a washcloth. Returning to her room, she cleaned Elizabeth’s face as best as she could. Elizabeth instinctively moved toward Iris, seeking her warmth. Laying behind her, both of them on their sides, Iris took her in her arms to warm her. She stroked Elizabeth’s hair, as fascinated by it as Justin. Unexpectedly, Iris felt desire rising in her.
She ran her fingertips over Elizabeth’s breasts. She felt her nipples respond to her touch. She pushed into Elizabeth from behind. Elizabeth pushed back, answering Iris’ movements. Elizabeth was beyond exhausted and she hurt all over yet felt herself becoming aroused again. She felt Iris touching her and let herself enjoy it. Iris was so gentle and her fingers were so soft and cool and she touched her so lightly. She pressed her head back toward Iris and whispered, “yes,” into Iris’ skin. Iris felt herself burning in a way that she had not in years.
Elizabeth rolled over onto her back. Iris propped herself up on her elbow beside Elizabeth, looking at her. She was shocked at what Justin had done to Elizabeth’s face and torso. She lightly ran her cool fingertips over Elizabeth’s damaged face. Iris bent her head and gently kissed the wounds her brother had inflicted on Elizabeth. She ran her hands up and down Elizabeth’s body as if she had never seen a woman’s body before. Elizabeth swallowed hard and took one of Iris’ hands and moved it to her sex. Iris felt the warm wetness from both Elizabeth and her brother. Knowing that Justin had recently made love to her thrilled Iris.
Elizabeth rose up on her elbows and watched Iris run her hand over and around her sex. They could barely see each other in the dim moonlight coming in the window. Elizabeth reached out and touched Iris’ cheek, running her hand into her hair. She pulled Iris closer and they kissed lightly, their tongues dancing over each others’.
Elizabeth gently pushed Iris onto her back and straddled her legs. She ran her fingers down the sides of Iris’ face to her neck. Elizabeth leaned forward and kissed Iris deeply, holding Iris’ face in her hands, pulling her mouth up to meet hers. Elizabeth’s hair was all over both of them. Iris reached up and ran her hands down Elizabeth’s upper arms, holding them tightly as they kissed. Elizabeth broke away from the kiss and sat up on her knees again. She traced her fingertips down Iris’ shoulders over her breasts. Iris shivered, closing her eyes, letting Elizabeth do whatever she wanted. Elizabeth leaned forward again and held Iris’ breasts in her hands. She ran her fingers over them slowly, softly. Then she bent her head and gently ran her tongue around each in turn.
Iris let out a deep breath. Elizabeth touched Iris’ belly, just above her pubic area, then ran her thumb down to Iris’ clitoris and began to caress it. Iris began to moan quietly then stifled her cries. She did not want Justin to hear them.
Elizabeth moved up to kiss Iris lightly and looked down at her in the bluish moonlight. She put a hand against Iris’ cheek then ran it through Iris’ hair. She was as pliable as her brother was dominating. Being with Iris was soothing and soft, so different from being with Justin.
Elizabeth moved herself back down between Iris’ legs. She bent her head to Iris’ clitoris and licked it slowly. When she took the nub into her mouth and started sucking on it rhythmically, Iris clutched at the sheets. Elizabeth then slid her fingers into Iris, moving them in and out in the same rhythm as her sucking.
Iris felt an orgasm rising in the core of her being. She arched her back off the bed and Elizabeth wrapped her hands around Iris’ thighs, holding her up to her mouth. Iris began to whine quietly then the whine rose to a loud moan, ending in Iris yelling out Elizabeth’s name.
They lay quietly, Elizabeth’s head on Iris’ thigh. Iris was breathing heavily and had one hand entwined in Elizabeth’s hair.
Justin walked out of the shadows and snarled quietly, “Did you enjoy yourselves?”
Elizabeth clenched her teeth and looked at him, just a dark figure in the shadows of the room. “Did you?” The sound of his voice excited her, as always. But she was testing him, not backing down. If he could love Iris, so could she.
Seeing Elizabeth and his sister together was almost more he could stand. He was aroused and angry. Iris had been his and Elizabeth was most certainly his but here they were together. He stood by the bed.
Justin reached out to touch Iris’ cheek. He ran his hand through her hair and said, “What is this?”
Iris lay on the bed, naked and shivering. She felt loved and complete but she was afraid of Justin and what he might do.
Justin pulled Elizabeth up by an arm and jerked her around the bed. He pulled her across the hall to his bedroom. Elizabeth was defiant even though she was very afraid of him. “Don’t you dare hurt her. It was my idea. She just wanted to bring me in from the cold.”
“You stay here until I come back for you. And you don’t tell me what to do. Do you understand?” Elizabeth just stared at him, her fists clenched. Justin slammed his bedroom door as he left the room. Elizabeth heard him walk across the hall to Iris.
Iris was surprised to see him back in her room. She was frightened. Unlike Elizabeth, she didn’t like the pain. She was afraid of Justin. He walked further into the room and began to take his clothes off. He stripped naked in front of her. She could see that he was aroused. Their relationship had always been such a burden but it was such a relief. It was a sin against God but they needed each other.
Iris reached up to Justin and held his shoulders in her hands. He smiled at her and said, “Do you want me?”
Iris replied, “I want you, Alexei. I have always wanted you. I was afraid I would lose you to her.”
“You will never lose me. Elizabeth completes me. You are me.”
He pulled Iris to the side of the bed next to him and he got into the bed, laying between her legs. Their relationship had always been very traditional, never like the relationship he had with Elizabeth.
Justin lay between his sister’s legs. He was comfortable there. He felt safe there. He made love to her slowly and gently, this time making sure she climaxed. He did not but she didn’t notice. She was just happy that he had not left her. The sin was great but the reward was sweet.
Once Iris fell asleep, Justin kissed her forehead and walked across the hall.
Elizabeth was sitting in his chair, naked, both legs thrown over the arm. She had a swollen lip from his bite. Her face was bruised from his slap. She had finger-shaped bruises around her neck. She had smaller bruises and bite marks almost everywhere on her body. Yet, she acted as if nothing had happened.
“I hope you and Iris worked things out. You really shouldn’t ignore her. She needs you, Justin.” Elizabeth paused, running one hand up her thigh to her breast. The other hand was between her legs. “Did you leave some for me?”
He knew he had enough for Elizabeth. He made sure he did. He couldn’t resist the temptation of fucking her. He had had dreams about her for years but didn’t know who it was. She was the only woman who could do this with and for him.
Elizabeth stood, naked, with her hair loose around her face, and walked slowly to the bed. Despite the bruises and cuts and what he had done to her earlier that night, she said, “I want you to fuck me, Justin. Please.” Elizabeth sat on the edge of his bed.
Justin reached out and held Elizabeth with a light grip around her neck. He said, “I knew you would want that. You were made for me, Elizabeth. We are cut from the same cloth, you and I.”
She pulled him by the hand to her and she lay back on the bed. “I’m yours to do with as you please, Justin. You know that.”
He smiled. He had found the right one. She would let him beat her nearly to death then she would ask him to fuck her.
Justin made love to Elizabeth tenderly and silently. She let him love her. He buried his face in her hair and breathed deeply. It smelled of dirt and grass and sex, powerful and natural. As they both neared climax, they clutched at each other, pulling one into the other. They became one body, looking at each other and quietly sucking in gulps of air, repeating each other’s names as they breathed out, as they reached orgasm.
Everyone in the Crowe house slept well that night.
Author: crow_n_key
Pairing: Justin/Iris plus characters of my own creation
Rating: NO MINORS, TV - MA, NC17, contains explicit incest, violence, sex, and adult language
Disclaimer: Carnivale and characters belong to Dan Knauf/HBO. Song "The Very Thought of You," music/lyrics by Ray Noble
Any similarities between this and any other Carnivale or Justin/Iris fanfic is purely coincidental
Justin stood on the porch, watching her. He could feel his body respond again. He, too, looked up at the tree and it’s branches were swaying as if there was a breeze. He turned and walked into the house.
Naked and exhausted, Elizabeth fell asleep under the tree, curled toward it’s trunk. She was covered with blood and dirt and Justin. Well before dawn, Iris realized that Elizabeth was still out in the yard, so she walked out with a blanket and woke Elizabeth. She had begun to think of Elizabeth as a sister and was worried about her being outside in the dark and cold. Iris wrapped her in the blanket and they walked back into the house. Iris guided Elizabeth to her room and put Elizabeth in her bed, naked. Elizabeth was cold and shivering. Iris walked silently to the bathroom and wet a washcloth. Returning to her room, she cleaned Elizabeth’s face as best as she could. Elizabeth instinctively moved toward Iris, seeking her warmth. Laying behind her, both of them on their sides, Iris took her in her arms to warm her. She stroked Elizabeth’s hair, as fascinated by it as Justin. Unexpectedly, Iris felt desire rising in her.
She ran her fingertips over Elizabeth’s breasts. She felt her nipples respond to her touch. She pushed into Elizabeth from behind. Elizabeth pushed back, answering Iris’ movements. Elizabeth was beyond exhausted and she hurt all over yet felt herself becoming aroused again. She felt Iris touching her and let herself enjoy it. Iris was so gentle and her fingers were so soft and cool and she touched her so lightly. She pressed her head back toward Iris and whispered, “yes,” into Iris’ skin. Iris felt herself burning in a way that she had not in years.
Elizabeth rolled over onto her back. Iris propped herself up on her elbow beside Elizabeth, looking at her. She was shocked at what Justin had done to Elizabeth’s face and torso. She lightly ran her cool fingertips over Elizabeth’s damaged face. Iris bent her head and gently kissed the wounds her brother had inflicted on Elizabeth. She ran her hands up and down Elizabeth’s body as if she had never seen a woman’s body before. Elizabeth swallowed hard and took one of Iris’ hands and moved it to her sex. Iris felt the warm wetness from both Elizabeth and her brother. Knowing that Justin had recently made love to her thrilled Iris.
Elizabeth rose up on her elbows and watched Iris run her hand over and around her sex. They could barely see each other in the dim moonlight coming in the window. Elizabeth reached out and touched Iris’ cheek, running her hand into her hair. She pulled Iris closer and they kissed lightly, their tongues dancing over each others’.
Elizabeth gently pushed Iris onto her back and straddled her legs. She ran her fingers down the sides of Iris’ face to her neck. Elizabeth leaned forward and kissed Iris deeply, holding Iris’ face in her hands, pulling her mouth up to meet hers. Elizabeth’s hair was all over both of them. Iris reached up and ran her hands down Elizabeth’s upper arms, holding them tightly as they kissed. Elizabeth broke away from the kiss and sat up on her knees again. She traced her fingertips down Iris’ shoulders over her breasts. Iris shivered, closing her eyes, letting Elizabeth do whatever she wanted. Elizabeth leaned forward again and held Iris’ breasts in her hands. She ran her fingers over them slowly, softly. Then she bent her head and gently ran her tongue around each in turn.
Iris let out a deep breath. Elizabeth touched Iris’ belly, just above her pubic area, then ran her thumb down to Iris’ clitoris and began to caress it. Iris began to moan quietly then stifled her cries. She did not want Justin to hear them.
Elizabeth moved up to kiss Iris lightly and looked down at her in the bluish moonlight. She put a hand against Iris’ cheek then ran it through Iris’ hair. She was as pliable as her brother was dominating. Being with Iris was soothing and soft, so different from being with Justin.
Elizabeth moved herself back down between Iris’ legs. She bent her head to Iris’ clitoris and licked it slowly. When she took the nub into her mouth and started sucking on it rhythmically, Iris clutched at the sheets. Elizabeth then slid her fingers into Iris, moving them in and out in the same rhythm as her sucking.
Iris felt an orgasm rising in the core of her being. She arched her back off the bed and Elizabeth wrapped her hands around Iris’ thighs, holding her up to her mouth. Iris began to whine quietly then the whine rose to a loud moan, ending in Iris yelling out Elizabeth’s name.
They lay quietly, Elizabeth’s head on Iris’ thigh. Iris was breathing heavily and had one hand entwined in Elizabeth’s hair.
Justin walked out of the shadows and snarled quietly, “Did you enjoy yourselves?”
Elizabeth clenched her teeth and looked at him, just a dark figure in the shadows of the room. “Did you?” The sound of his voice excited her, as always. But she was testing him, not backing down. If he could love Iris, so could she.
Seeing Elizabeth and his sister together was almost more he could stand. He was aroused and angry. Iris had been his and Elizabeth was most certainly his but here they were together. He stood by the bed.
Justin reached out to touch Iris’ cheek. He ran his hand through her hair and said, “What is this?”
Iris lay on the bed, naked and shivering. She felt loved and complete but she was afraid of Justin and what he might do.
Justin pulled Elizabeth up by an arm and jerked her around the bed. He pulled her across the hall to his bedroom. Elizabeth was defiant even though she was very afraid of him. “Don’t you dare hurt her. It was my idea. She just wanted to bring me in from the cold.”
“You stay here until I come back for you. And you don’t tell me what to do. Do you understand?” Elizabeth just stared at him, her fists clenched. Justin slammed his bedroom door as he left the room. Elizabeth heard him walk across the hall to Iris.
Iris was surprised to see him back in her room. She was frightened. Unlike Elizabeth, she didn’t like the pain. She was afraid of Justin. He walked further into the room and began to take his clothes off. He stripped naked in front of her. She could see that he was aroused. Their relationship had always been such a burden but it was such a relief. It was a sin against God but they needed each other.
Iris reached up to Justin and held his shoulders in her hands. He smiled at her and said, “Do you want me?”
Iris replied, “I want you, Alexei. I have always wanted you. I was afraid I would lose you to her.”
“You will never lose me. Elizabeth completes me. You are me.”
He pulled Iris to the side of the bed next to him and he got into the bed, laying between her legs. Their relationship had always been very traditional, never like the relationship he had with Elizabeth.
Justin lay between his sister’s legs. He was comfortable there. He felt safe there. He made love to her slowly and gently, this time making sure she climaxed. He did not but she didn’t notice. She was just happy that he had not left her. The sin was great but the reward was sweet.
Once Iris fell asleep, Justin kissed her forehead and walked across the hall.
Elizabeth was sitting in his chair, naked, both legs thrown over the arm. She had a swollen lip from his bite. Her face was bruised from his slap. She had finger-shaped bruises around her neck. She had smaller bruises and bite marks almost everywhere on her body. Yet, she acted as if nothing had happened.
“I hope you and Iris worked things out. You really shouldn’t ignore her. She needs you, Justin.” Elizabeth paused, running one hand up her thigh to her breast. The other hand was between her legs. “Did you leave some for me?”
He knew he had enough for Elizabeth. He made sure he did. He couldn’t resist the temptation of fucking her. He had had dreams about her for years but didn’t know who it was. She was the only woman who could do this with and for him.
Elizabeth stood, naked, with her hair loose around her face, and walked slowly to the bed. Despite the bruises and cuts and what he had done to her earlier that night, she said, “I want you to fuck me, Justin. Please.” Elizabeth sat on the edge of his bed.
Justin reached out and held Elizabeth with a light grip around her neck. He said, “I knew you would want that. You were made for me, Elizabeth. We are cut from the same cloth, you and I.”
She pulled him by the hand to her and she lay back on the bed. “I’m yours to do with as you please, Justin. You know that.”
He smiled. He had found the right one. She would let him beat her nearly to death then she would ask him to fuck her.
Justin made love to Elizabeth tenderly and silently. She let him love her. He buried his face in her hair and breathed deeply. It smelled of dirt and grass and sex, powerful and natural. As they both neared climax, they clutched at each other, pulling one into the other. They became one body, looking at each other and quietly sucking in gulps of air, repeating each other’s names as they breathed out, as they reached orgasm.
Everyone in the Crowe house slept well that night.