Axl/Sue Fanfic (The Middle)
Title: The Consequences Of Barging In (Chapter One)
Author: PurpleOrchid85
Rating: PG-13 to T
Fandom: The Middle
Pairing: Axl/Sue (AxSue, Heckcest, Lumberjack Lawyers, whichever shipping name you prefer)
Spoilers: All of Season 3 and early season 4.
Summary: Axl accidentally barges in on a showering Sue. Lust, attraction and attachment ensues. (An Orson, Indiana Incest Romance)
AN: This story is set in between “The Second Act” and “Bunny Theory”. Another thing is: The Hecks didn’t end up going to the fair, so Axl’s car is still intact for the purposes of this fic. Sue’s dress she wears on the so-called ‘date’ with Darrin in chapter four is the one she wears in the Season 4 Valentine’s Day episode (the one with the Sue-Darrin trash can kiss) The waffles and banana thing came from “Last Whiff Of Summer Part 1” Also, this fic will have switching POVs between Sue and Axl. Brick’s whispers are in double parenthesis.
Warning: Sibling incest, kissing, occasional swearing.
Word Count approx: 5, 600
Disclaimer:
Axl Heck & Sue Heck and every character that is mentioned in this Fanfiction in relation of The Middle are copyrighted by ABC and its creators/producers DeAnn Heline and Eileen Heisler.
Chapter One: The Incident & The Kiss
- SUE -
I hummed contently as I rubbed my pink loofah against my body. The humming changed to softly singing of Justin Beiber’s “Somebody To Love”. The door slammed open and Axl came in, then he froze on the spot, agape staring at me.
In reaction to the sudden barging in, I screamed and tried to cover myself up, loofah on my breasts then snapped angrily “Get out, Axl!” snapping out of his hypnotised trance, he took a step backward, spun and fled, slamming the door as he left.
I finished up, a blush on my face. My mind was constantly replaying the incident and every time my mind replayed Axl’s face with shock and hint of desire when he was starting directly at my chest area. I was on autopilot as I brushed my teeth, staring into the mirror as my reflection showed my terrycloth robe and towelled head. I spat into the sink, rinsed my mouth and then said determinedly into the mirror “I’ll confront him tonight, ask him what he is playing at with that look on his face.” Then nodded to myself.
- AXL -
I downed another beer as I wanted to lose myself in the music and the gyrating bodies at Darrin’s party (apparently Darrin’s mom was out of town). I could not just get my mind off on how Sue looked when she was naked and wet.
“Dammit Axl, she’s your sister. No matter how hot she looked when naked.” I muttered to myself and gulped down the beer until it ran empty, then helped to another at the keg. Too absorbed into my mind replaying that scene, I wasn’t on top of my game tonight, finding myself ignoring the girls that flirted with me. No sooner, I found myself fumbling with my keys trying to put them into the front door. As quietly as I could, I slid off my shoes and snuck in through the door, shoes in one hand. When I caught sight of Sue who was slumped on the couch, next to the lamp I jumped slightly and hissed “Dammit Sue, you scared the fuck out of me.”
She squeaked out “Sorry.” Then she had this determined look on her face as she stood up and walked up to me and but then the look changed to an unsure look as she fidgeted, shy about what to say now, since her apparent pre-prepared speech disappeared in smoke once she laid eyes on me. Of course Sue would be nervous around the Axman, since I’m known as Orson High’s hot hunk with my thick shiny, charcoal hair and piercing blue eyes.
I was amused by her adorable nervousness, but I snarkily said “Cat got your tongue, Sue?” Okay, Sue was always kinda adorable in my opinion, and it was even more adorable when she was angry, confused or embarrassed which was why I always picked fights with her, just to see any of those looks on her face. I stepped closer to her almost transfixed by her pink glossy lips as she floundered for a smart reply.
Tempted to find out if those lips were soft as I imagined them to be, without thought, I pulled Sue closer to my chest and ignored her gasp then I bent my head and pressed my lips against Sue’s. Sue’s hands came up against my chest possibly to shove me away, but then she responded, kissing me back, her hands just gripped my shirt as if she was afraid I’d disappear or something.
The sudden sound of a door opening startled us and we scrambled apart, frantically. I dragged my palm across my mouth, my eyes intent on Sue as she stared back, confused and wondering.
Brick walked out towards us saying “I could not sleep. I think I need a glass of milk. ((Milk))” he repeated his last word along with his habitual tic of looking down followed with that annoying whooping noise.
I rolled my eyes and sarcastically waved him his way to the kitchen, without speaking.
We stood in our spots, still watching each other, vaguely listening to our little brother fumbling through the cupboard for a glass, his footprints to the fridge, the fridge opening and shutting as he retrieved the milk. After a minute of pouring and re-putting the milk back to its place in the fridge, they listened to him say an distracted goodnight to them as he passed them and walked back down the hallway and the bedroom door closing. They let a synchronous breath of relief, realising their brother was totally oblivious to what went on before he interrupted them.
I spoke first. “Right. Sue, this stays between us, neither talks about it. Ever. Got it?” I glared into Sue’s eyes, willing the command to stick in her head. Wordlessly she nodded, and backed away and walked down the hallway. As I watched her go, the urge to grab and kiss her rose again, but I resisted. As her door closed behind her, I slumped onto the couch. I could not help but replay the spontaneous kiss over and over in my mind. I don’t know which was better, the naked incident this morning or the kiss tonight. I licked my lips, picking up the leftover cherry lipgloss Sue had on her lips, and then groaned frustrated.
Angry at myself, I kicked the coffee table and ignored the sound of one of Mom’s ugly and random coffee table ‘decorations’ that fell off and shattered onto the carpet. It was very minor compared to what I was feeling. That kiss - was - awesome, as I hate to admit it. It was simple as that. It blew the other kisses I got (From Kate, Morgan, Vanessa or any of the other random girls I dated) out of the water. I looked down at the lame carpet, made my decision. That kiss might have been a fluke, so I’ve got to repeat the experience to make sure it was that good, and wasn’t my imagination that made that kiss awesome.
I am Axl Heck, and what Axl wants, Axl always gets.
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Author: PurpleOrchid85
Rating: PG-13 to T
Fandom: The Middle
Pairing: Axl/Sue (AxSue, Heckcest, Lumberjack Lawyers, whichever shipping name you prefer)
Spoilers: All of Season 3 and early season 4.
Summary: Axl accidentally barges in on a showering Sue. Lust, attraction and attachment ensues. (An Orson, Indiana Incest Romance)
AN: This story is set in between “The Second Act” and “Bunny Theory”. Another thing is: The Hecks didn’t end up going to the fair, so Axl’s car is still intact for the purposes of this fic. Sue’s dress she wears on the so-called ‘date’ with Darrin in chapter four is the one she wears in the Season 4 Valentine’s Day episode (the one with the Sue-Darrin trash can kiss) The waffles and banana thing came from “Last Whiff Of Summer Part 1” Also, this fic will have switching POVs between Sue and Axl. Brick’s whispers are in double parenthesis.
Warning: Sibling incest, kissing, occasional swearing.
Word Count approx: 5, 600
Disclaimer:
Axl Heck & Sue Heck and every character that is mentioned in this Fanfiction in relation of The Middle are copyrighted by ABC and its creators/producers DeAnn Heline and Eileen Heisler.
Chapter One: The Incident & The Kiss
- SUE -
I hummed contently as I rubbed my pink loofah against my body. The humming changed to softly singing of Justin Beiber’s “Somebody To Love”. The door slammed open and Axl came in, then he froze on the spot, agape staring at me.
In reaction to the sudden barging in, I screamed and tried to cover myself up, loofah on my breasts then snapped angrily “Get out, Axl!” snapping out of his hypnotised trance, he took a step backward, spun and fled, slamming the door as he left.
I finished up, a blush on my face. My mind was constantly replaying the incident and every time my mind replayed Axl’s face with shock and hint of desire when he was starting directly at my chest area. I was on autopilot as I brushed my teeth, staring into the mirror as my reflection showed my terrycloth robe and towelled head. I spat into the sink, rinsed my mouth and then said determinedly into the mirror “I’ll confront him tonight, ask him what he is playing at with that look on his face.” Then nodded to myself.
- AXL -
I downed another beer as I wanted to lose myself in the music and the gyrating bodies at Darrin’s party (apparently Darrin’s mom was out of town). I could not just get my mind off on how Sue looked when she was naked and wet.
“Dammit Axl, she’s your sister. No matter how hot she looked when naked.” I muttered to myself and gulped down the beer until it ran empty, then helped to another at the keg. Too absorbed into my mind replaying that scene, I wasn’t on top of my game tonight, finding myself ignoring the girls that flirted with me. No sooner, I found myself fumbling with my keys trying to put them into the front door. As quietly as I could, I slid off my shoes and snuck in through the door, shoes in one hand. When I caught sight of Sue who was slumped on the couch, next to the lamp I jumped slightly and hissed “Dammit Sue, you scared the fuck out of me.”
She squeaked out “Sorry.” Then she had this determined look on her face as she stood up and walked up to me and but then the look changed to an unsure look as she fidgeted, shy about what to say now, since her apparent pre-prepared speech disappeared in smoke once she laid eyes on me. Of course Sue would be nervous around the Axman, since I’m known as Orson High’s hot hunk with my thick shiny, charcoal hair and piercing blue eyes.
I was amused by her adorable nervousness, but I snarkily said “Cat got your tongue, Sue?” Okay, Sue was always kinda adorable in my opinion, and it was even more adorable when she was angry, confused or embarrassed which was why I always picked fights with her, just to see any of those looks on her face. I stepped closer to her almost transfixed by her pink glossy lips as she floundered for a smart reply.
Tempted to find out if those lips were soft as I imagined them to be, without thought, I pulled Sue closer to my chest and ignored her gasp then I bent my head and pressed my lips against Sue’s. Sue’s hands came up against my chest possibly to shove me away, but then she responded, kissing me back, her hands just gripped my shirt as if she was afraid I’d disappear or something.
The sudden sound of a door opening startled us and we scrambled apart, frantically. I dragged my palm across my mouth, my eyes intent on Sue as she stared back, confused and wondering.
Brick walked out towards us saying “I could not sleep. I think I need a glass of milk. ((Milk))” he repeated his last word along with his habitual tic of looking down followed with that annoying whooping noise.
I rolled my eyes and sarcastically waved him his way to the kitchen, without speaking.
We stood in our spots, still watching each other, vaguely listening to our little brother fumbling through the cupboard for a glass, his footprints to the fridge, the fridge opening and shutting as he retrieved the milk. After a minute of pouring and re-putting the milk back to its place in the fridge, they listened to him say an distracted goodnight to them as he passed them and walked back down the hallway and the bedroom door closing. They let a synchronous breath of relief, realising their brother was totally oblivious to what went on before he interrupted them.
I spoke first. “Right. Sue, this stays between us, neither talks about it. Ever. Got it?” I glared into Sue’s eyes, willing the command to stick in her head. Wordlessly she nodded, and backed away and walked down the hallway. As I watched her go, the urge to grab and kiss her rose again, but I resisted. As her door closed behind her, I slumped onto the couch. I could not help but replay the spontaneous kiss over and over in my mind. I don’t know which was better, the naked incident this morning or the kiss tonight. I licked my lips, picking up the leftover cherry lipgloss Sue had on her lips, and then groaned frustrated.
Angry at myself, I kicked the coffee table and ignored the sound of one of Mom’s ugly and random coffee table ‘decorations’ that fell off and shattered onto the carpet. It was very minor compared to what I was feeling. That kiss - was - awesome, as I hate to admit it. It was simple as that. It blew the other kisses I got (From Kate, Morgan, Vanessa or any of the other random girls I dated) out of the water. I looked down at the lame carpet, made my decision. That kiss might have been a fluke, so I’ve got to repeat the experience to make sure it was that good, and wasn’t my imagination that made that kiss awesome.
I am Axl Heck, and what Axl wants, Axl always gets.
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