A Family Affair 3/3
anonymous
April 2 2013, 04:36:35 UTC
It was all the warning she got before he thrust hard into her and she felt him spurting his warm seed up into her, his cock throbbing with each pulse. He looked at him with some disbelief on her face, and he wouldn’t meet her eyes.
“It’s…been a long time,” he mumbled softly after a moment’s silence.
With the amount of cum she could feel him pumping into her, now oozing out slightly, she could believe him. She leaned down over him, grabbing his chin to force his mouth to hers once more.
“It’s alright. I’m just glad to have you back,” she whispered before capturing his mouth.
She rose off of him, her panties sliding back into place after a tug, and she broke the kiss to lay down on his side, pulling his arm over her so that he would spoon her. His other arm under her head, she laid his arm between her breasts and wrapped her arms around it, pressing the rest of her body up against him.
“I’m sorry,” John said, thought for what, Jane couldn’t tell.
“Shut up and look at your gaudy fishtank,” Jane teased, watching the fish dart around.
“Wasn’t my idea,” John said immediately in his defense.
“Yeah,” Jane agreed, “The model ships are more your thing. When you were fourteen.”
John barked a laugh at that, and Jane smiled as she felt his bulk around her, warm and familiar.
“The Nautilius is in there,” John said, jabbing his elbow in the direction of the display case. It had been their last posting together, the last time they had been together like this.
“Still remember our last night on it?” Jane asked provocatively, pushing her ass against John’s groin.
“Still have the scars,” John responded.
“No shit?”
She looked back over her shoulder and John sat up briefly. Indeed, there, on his back, were the claw marks her fingernails had made all those nights ago, lighter than the rest of his skin. He leaned back down and returned to spooning her, pulling her closer with his arm until she could feel his breath on her ear.
They were silent for a time, each looking for a way to break the silence, before John spoke.
“I remember how you almost broke a hole in the ship when you got your orders changed.”
Jane laughed softly.
“Only because I was mad at Mum.”
Jane could tell he was about to question her, so she forestalled him.
“She was the one who changed my posting. Sent me to Torfan.”
She could imagine the look on his face, that disgruntled one he got as he tried to work things out in his head.
“I guess she figured it out when we requested the same ship for the fifth time,” she continued, “That, and we weren’t the most careful about it.”
John huffed in agreement.
“She never said anything about it, though. I guess she may have expected it when she locked two kids up on a space station a couple light-years from anywhere with shared shower time,” Jane mused.
“I’m kind of glad she changed your orders. You probably would have been killed if you came to Elysium,” he admitted, burying his nose in her hair.
Jane reluctantly agreed with him, although it wasn’t much better for her to be shunted off and him to get spaced, she thought. John, behind her, let out a sudden, short laugh.
“Remember that time,” he reminisced excitedly, “We were watching that Bond marathon on the couch while I was inside you under the blanket because you couldn’t stand all the sex scenes?”
“And Mum walked in halfway through and you convinced her the house was freezing and to turn up the thermostat?” Jane finished, feeling him nod in her hair behind her.
She also felt him hardening against her, pushing on her backside while growing hotter as he thought about the memory. She turned around to face him, holding one hand up to his cheek.
“I love you, you know,” she said, staring back and forth between his eyes.
“I know.”
“So you have to come back, no matter what.”
He nodded, and she captured his mouth for a second before letting it go.
“And now I’m going to fuck your brains out until you cry ‘uncle’,” she said, rolling herself on top of him once more.
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Less sex than I originally intended. An epilogue with more sexytimes will be forthcoming, if you are interested.
WHY DO I SHIP THIS SO HARD FEDEX CHARGES ME EXTRA?
Re: A Family Affair 3/3
anonymous
April 2 2013, 04:43:31 UTC
You're not the only one, A!A. That was one hot sibling reunion.
I'm not the OP, so I can't say whether or not they're interested in more hot Shepardcest smut. But if they're not, they better be ready to lie and ask you for moar, or I'm gonna find them. :)
“It’s…been a long time,” he mumbled softly after a moment’s silence.
With the amount of cum she could feel him pumping into her, now oozing out slightly, she could believe him. She leaned down over him, grabbing his chin to force his mouth to hers once more.
“It’s alright. I’m just glad to have you back,” she whispered before capturing his mouth.
She rose off of him, her panties sliding back into place after a tug, and she broke the kiss to lay down on his side, pulling his arm over her so that he would spoon her. His other arm under her head, she laid his arm between her breasts and wrapped her arms around it, pressing the rest of her body up against him.
“I’m sorry,” John said, thought for what, Jane couldn’t tell.
“Shut up and look at your gaudy fishtank,” Jane teased, watching the fish dart around.
“Wasn’t my idea,” John said immediately in his defense.
“Yeah,” Jane agreed, “The model ships are more your thing. When you were fourteen.”
John barked a laugh at that, and Jane smiled as she felt his bulk around her, warm and familiar.
“The Nautilius is in there,” John said, jabbing his elbow in the direction of the display case. It had been their last posting together, the last time they had been together like this.
“Still remember our last night on it?” Jane asked provocatively, pushing her ass against John’s groin.
“Still have the scars,” John responded.
“No shit?”
She looked back over her shoulder and John sat up briefly. Indeed, there, on his back, were the claw marks her fingernails had made all those nights ago, lighter than the rest of his skin. He leaned back down and returned to spooning her, pulling her closer with his arm until she could feel his breath on her ear.
They were silent for a time, each looking for a way to break the silence, before John spoke.
“I remember how you almost broke a hole in the ship when you got your orders changed.”
Jane laughed softly.
“Only because I was mad at Mum.”
Jane could tell he was about to question her, so she forestalled him.
“She was the one who changed my posting. Sent me to Torfan.”
She could imagine the look on his face, that disgruntled one he got as he tried to work things out in his head.
“I guess she figured it out when we requested the same ship for the fifth time,” she continued, “That, and we weren’t the most careful about it.”
John huffed in agreement.
“She never said anything about it, though. I guess she may have expected it when she locked two kids up on a space station a couple light-years from anywhere with shared shower time,” Jane mused.
“I’m kind of glad she changed your orders. You probably would have been killed if you came to Elysium,” he admitted, burying his nose in her hair.
Jane reluctantly agreed with him, although it wasn’t much better for her to be shunted off and him to get spaced, she thought. John, behind her, let out a sudden, short laugh.
“Remember that time,” he reminisced excitedly, “We were watching that Bond marathon on the couch while I was inside you under the blanket because you couldn’t stand all the sex scenes?”
“And Mum walked in halfway through and you convinced her the house was freezing and to turn up the thermostat?” Jane finished, feeling him nod in her hair behind her.
She also felt him hardening against her, pushing on her backside while growing hotter as he thought about the memory. She turned around to face him, holding one hand up to his cheek.
“I love you, you know,” she said, staring back and forth between his eyes.
“I know.”
“So you have to come back, no matter what.”
He nodded, and she captured his mouth for a second before letting it go.
“And now I’m going to fuck your brains out until you cry ‘uncle’,” she said, rolling herself on top of him once more.
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Less sex than I originally intended. An epilogue with more sexytimes will be forthcoming, if you are interested.
WHY DO I SHIP THIS SO HARD FEDEX CHARGES ME EXTRA?
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I'm not the OP, so I can't say whether or not they're interested in more hot Shepardcest smut. But if they're not, they better be ready to lie and ask you for moar, or I'm gonna find them. :)
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LOVED this <3
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If you post that epilogue, though, you would have my forever gratitude! And even if you don't... You are still the best. Fantastic job!
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