Thunderstorms Warning: Incest

[umbrellarising]

You remember the first time it happened.

The thunder was rolling, the lightening was sparking.

She was terrified.

She climbed into bed with you, snuggled against your chest.

You couldn't breathe.

You were nine.

You were in love.

Every thunder storm to follow put her in your bed.

When you were seventeen things changed.

The head you pressed kisses to tipped

Comments

[cyandragonfly]

dude that was amazing!

[umbrellarising]

And so are you!

[birdlungs]

this is very good.

[umbrellarising]

Thank you!

[bottlecapgun]

good lord.
that's beautiful.
perhaps your best ever.

[umbrellarising]

Thank you.
That's a mighty compliment coming from you.