When the Body and Heart Agree - Shalua/Shelke (FFVII DoC)
Title: When the Body and Heart Agree
Fandom: Dirge of Cerberus
Pairing: Shalua/Shelke
Prompt: Sex
Rating: NC-17
Words: 500
Spoilers: Dub-con/Non-con.
Some say what I did with her that night was wrong. How could something that felt so right be as wrong as they say? Some things were just meant to be, despite unnatural anatomical and hereditary pairings, and when someone feels as strongly about a sibling, much in the same way I do about Shelke, some things are just destined to happen.
Though, I don’t care what other people think of my actions. I only care what Shelke thinks.
It was two days ago, late at night. I was sitting in my lab, studying Chaos, when she came in.
“Shalua,” She said, “It’s late. What are you doing up?”
“Just studying Vincent’s powers,” I replied absentmindedly.
“Why? All he does is transform into beasts,” Shelke said, trying her best to sound disinterested, as if she wanted to feel more strongly about this conversation than the person it was about.
She approached quickly, placing a hand on the edge of my computer monitor.
“Wouldn’t you be more interested in my powers? In the sense that they’re more scientific?”
I tried to reply, but I felt an electrical surge enter my body through the keyboard.
“Shelke?” I nearly stumbled over my very sister’s name, too.
That’s when I felt the stronger surge. It knocked me out, and when I came to, I was on a couch. I was still wearing my lab coat, but my clothes seemed to be somewhere else. My mind swam with… something. Like I had drunk some kind of love potion. Would Shelke do that to me?
“Shelke?”
I tried to sit up, but something was holding me down. Although there was nothing tying my arms or legs…
“I’m here,” Shelke’s voice said. It sounded like she was right on top of me.
And that she was. She had been utilizing her invisibility power, a fact made evident by her sudden appearance, straddling me at the waist. Her small, nude body glistened with sweat, which ran down over her small breasts. I could feel it against my midsection. Or was that something else?
“Shelke! What are you doing?” I cried.
“Something I’ve longed to do,” She said, “Ever since I was taken to Deepground ten years ago.”
She leaned forward, lying down on me and kissing my lips hungrily. My only sister, longing for this?
At first, I thought it was wrong, too. But my feelings changed when she kissed me. I felt joyous tremors run through my body, like twitching waves of ecstasy running from my head to my toes. Shelke’s lips trembled against mine, running a beat much like the tremors in my own body.
I was feeling myself slip. My eyes drifted closed, allowing me to focus wholly on what I was feeling. Allowing me to focus on something, I secretly have been longing for, for ten years.
There was a hand between my thighs, though it was too small to be my own. My body and heart said yes. I let my mind agree.
Fandom: Dirge of Cerberus
Pairing: Shalua/Shelke
Prompt: Sex
Rating: NC-17
Words: 500
Spoilers: Dub-con/Non-con.
Some say what I did with her that night was wrong. How could something that felt so right be as wrong as they say? Some things were just meant to be, despite unnatural anatomical and hereditary pairings, and when someone feels as strongly about a sibling, much in the same way I do about Shelke, some things are just destined to happen.
Though, I don’t care what other people think of my actions. I only care what Shelke thinks.
It was two days ago, late at night. I was sitting in my lab, studying Chaos, when she came in.
“Shalua,” She said, “It’s late. What are you doing up?”
“Just studying Vincent’s powers,” I replied absentmindedly.
“Why? All he does is transform into beasts,” Shelke said, trying her best to sound disinterested, as if she wanted to feel more strongly about this conversation than the person it was about.
She approached quickly, placing a hand on the edge of my computer monitor.
“Wouldn’t you be more interested in my powers? In the sense that they’re more scientific?”
I tried to reply, but I felt an electrical surge enter my body through the keyboard.
“Shelke?” I nearly stumbled over my very sister’s name, too.
That’s when I felt the stronger surge. It knocked me out, and when I came to, I was on a couch. I was still wearing my lab coat, but my clothes seemed to be somewhere else. My mind swam with… something. Like I had drunk some kind of love potion. Would Shelke do that to me?
“Shelke?”
I tried to sit up, but something was holding me down. Although there was nothing tying my arms or legs…
“I’m here,” Shelke’s voice said. It sounded like she was right on top of me.
And that she was. She had been utilizing her invisibility power, a fact made evident by her sudden appearance, straddling me at the waist. Her small, nude body glistened with sweat, which ran down over her small breasts. I could feel it against my midsection. Or was that something else?
“Shelke! What are you doing?” I cried.
“Something I’ve longed to do,” She said, “Ever since I was taken to Deepground ten years ago.”
She leaned forward, lying down on me and kissing my lips hungrily. My only sister, longing for this?
At first, I thought it was wrong, too. But my feelings changed when she kissed me. I felt joyous tremors run through my body, like twitching waves of ecstasy running from my head to my toes. Shelke’s lips trembled against mine, running a beat much like the tremors in my own body.
I was feeling myself slip. My eyes drifted closed, allowing me to focus wholly on what I was feeling. Allowing me to focus on something, I secretly have been longing for, for ten years.
There was a hand between my thighs, though it was too small to be my own. My body and heart said yes. I let my mind agree.