Vitruvian (Closed)

[Armphid]

Alex cradled Amelia to him, riding out the ravages of his climax and the glorious, golden weakness that followed. "I...I love your pussy, Amelia. I really do." He took a few deep breaths, trying to get a stable rhythm back. "You're such a good fuck," he whispered as she nuzzled his neck sweetly, "I never feel so good as when I'm in you..."

At her question, He was startled a second. She wanted to-to cum on him? On his face? That was...that was fucked up. I mean, it was one thing to let her fuck him, but this...wasn't it just...he didn't know...humiliating maybe? No, not really. Then the image of his face, covered in her spooge came to his mind...oooh. Oh, that was hot. And it would be warm too...and...

"All right," he agreed, seeing her eyes light up. As if he could have refused her anything. "But...I get to do it to you sometime, okay?" He kissed her, then pulled back with a grin. "Here or in bed? And...how do you want to, you know, get there?"

 

[HookerBoots]

She smiled brightly when he agreed to it, thrilled that he liked the idea. Thrilled that he hadn't rejected it out of hand. And the idea of his face covered in her cum . . . she felt her cock twitch. Before Amelia answered, she grabbed his face in both hands and kissed him, hard. "Thank you, Alex. Thank you." Her grin was wicked. "And I can't wait to feel you do it to me."

Considering the possibilities, she looked down at her cock. Rock-hard, and throbbing. "I . . . well, I don't know that I could make it to the bedroom, Alex. I'm so - so close," she said, her voice shaking slightly. "Just . . . on the table."

He lifted her off his cock, and she hopped onto the table herself, legs spread wide and dangling, his sticky white seed drooling from her pussy and onto the table. Even THAT felt good, god help her. "And . . . I think . . . maybe you could show my how you . . . you know, rub yourself? Just on mine?" Her eyes, still glazed with lust, were also glimmering with interest and hope - interest in what he might show her, hope that he wouldn't refuse.

 

[Armphid]

For a few long moments, Alex just stared at her as she sat there. God. That was just so fucking sexy. Her face flushed, looking both innocent and seductive. Her chest rose and fell, her pert, perfect tits swelling and following the motion. Her legs were spread wide, her cock jutting out at him, hard, triumphant, a glimmering drop of pre-cum on the head. Below it, the soaking lips of her pussy glistened, plain to view, a mixture of her fluids and his cum seeping out onto the tabletop.
"God damn, Amelia...you are so sexy I...I just can't find good enough words."

"I'll show you, sis," he answered then. "I've never done it to another cock, but...you'll like it." Alex reached out, running his fingers up the underside of her shaft lightly. He traced circles around the swollen head of her dick, his fingers sliding her pre-cum around and rubbing it into the purple skin. Then he let his hand slide down to her base, wrapping his hand around her shaft. "Fuck, you're got a great cock. It's so big and thick, so hot and hard...it feels good, really good."

He started to jerk her off, starting with slow, long strokes up her rigid shaft, until his hand was around her head. After maybe ten strokes, he started to move faster. Then faster after a few more. "You like this, Amelia? Am I making your cock feel good?" He paused to swirl his thumb and index finger around the head in circles, then his hand glided down her shaft to begin his increasingly fast stroking. "Think it'll be enough? Enough for you to cover my face in your jizz? Get your hot, sticky sperm all over my slutty face? Show just how much of a whore I am for your cock and your cum?"

 

[HookerBoots]

Gods, his hand . . . so good! Amelia was thrilled she was sitting, because there was no strength in her legs, and nothing but pleasure from there up. "Fuck, Alex! You're making my cock feel amazing! And talking like that . . . so hot, big brother!"

Her breath was heavy and hot, her fingers gripping the table tightly against the growing pressure in her pelvis. "God . . . god, it'll be enough for me to . . . to shoot all over your face, Alex. Cover you with my cum . . . be so fucking hot . . . ." A whimpering moan came as his fingers stroked her faster, and she could feel her whole body, not just her groin, tensing. "Alex, I'm so . . . so close, I'm gonna . . . Alex!" Amelia's head went back, her face screwed up tightly. FUCK! Alex, god!"

As she yelled, she could feel the release, so strong and sweet and just amazing, beginning. Her whole body began to throb, her pussy pulsing while her cock shot out strings of hot, white cum. Her eyes opened, wanting to see it hitting his face, see it coating her brother's handsome, cum-hungry face.

 

[Armphid]

Fucking amazing. Amelia was loving the way his hands treated her full, turgid, ready to blow dick. She was close and he knew that, but this...this was still incredible! Shaking, moaning, swearing, praising his efforts and his dirty talk, and answering with her own.

As she started talking about being close, he felt a moment of trepidation, but slid partly out of the chair, almost kneeling before her. His face was poised right over the bulbous head of her cock as he felt her start to tense and tighten. "That's it, Amelia. Cum. Fucking cum. I want it, I want to feel your hot, creamy jizz all over my cockwhore face! Want it to be plain how much I fucking love your cock and your salty, sticky cum! Give it to me! God, give it to me, please!"

She screamed his name and his eyes closed. He felt her already big dick swell and pulse in his hands, and a moment later the first strand hit his face. It was hot, almost burning, but felt only good. Thick, heavy, sticky, it splattered on his right cheek, sliding down. Another blast burst over and across his forehead, his other cheek, his lips, his chin, more and more jizz flying through the air to decorate his face. "Ooooh, God," he moaned out, even as it covered him, the ends of a few strands finding their way into his mouth. He was tasting cum. His sister's cum. It was salty, oddly sweet...he liked it.

She stopped shaking, her movement now from her panting for breath. Alex cracked one eye open to see a thin line of cum trailing down from his forehead in front of it. He felt...he felt incredible. Dirty? Yes, he was dirty. So fucking dirty. Bad? Yes, he was a bad boy. Sexy? Undeniably. He had never felt sexier in his life. "Ooooh, Amelia," he cooed, "Such a big load...is all of this for me? It feels so good on my skin, painting my slut face."

 

[HookerBoots]

It was all she could do to stay sitting up. "God, Alex, you look . . . so fuckin' hot," she panted. And he did. So sexy and dirty, her big brother covered with her cum. "And it's all for you, all because of you, you bad, horny boy." The best part was his reaction to it. He seemed almost as turned on by having her cum all over his face as she was. It was . . . it was electrifying.

Amelia slid off the table, thankful that her feet could still hold her, and leaned down, her tongue flicking out to catch the trail of jizz that was slowly making its way past Alex's eye. She savored the taste for a moment, and swallowed, looking at him for a moment. "Let's clean up fast and go to bed, Alex. I . . . I want to go to bed." One hand caressed his cheek, smearing the cum there into his skin, then pulling back, thin strands of sticky fluid following. Amelia lifted her fingers to her mouth and licked them clean. "I want to be in bed with you."

 

[Armphid]

Her fingers ran over his face, both rubbing her seed into his skin and scooping much of it up. As she lifted the fingers to her mouth, Alex suddenly grabbed her hand, halting her. She stared at him a moment, then relaxed as he pulled her fingers back, opening his mouth and licking them clean, tasting her jizz before swallowing. "Mmm, bed with you sounds great. So does the clean-up. There's sooo much of your cum to take care of after all." He pushed a strand off onto one finger, offering it to her, sighing as she sucked the digit in, cleaning it. Over the next several minutes, the twins cleaned her load from his face, taking turns feeding each other her cum.

"All gone," Alex said with a smile. Then he leaned in to kiss his sister's sweet lips. So sweet, so warm, so wrong. Slowly, he stood, holding his hands out to her, then pulling her to her feet. Again he kissed her, his arms slipping around her. One snaked under her ass, the other about her shoulders.

Then he dipped and lifted, his sister tumbling into his arms, Alex carrying her like a newlywed groom with his bride. Silently, holding her close, he walked into her darkened bedroom. He laid her down on the bed, not yet joining her. He stood by the bedside, watching her stretch, her breasts shifting, her cock twitching, her pussy still wet and gleaming. "Fuck, you're so sexy, little sister," he whispered. "I could just watch you lying there nude all day and be happy."

Then he rolled himself onto the bed, a bit askew atop her. One hand traveled through her hair to cradle her head as he kissed her once more, the other trailing down her neck and shoulder to gently fondle one breast. "But this...makes me even happier."

 

[HookerBoots]

She squealed when he picked her up, savoring the feeling of being carried, of feeling feminine, as Alex carried her into her bedroom. It felt wonderful to be held like this, to feel her brother's strong muscles and smooth skin around her. And when he placed her on the bed and just stood there, eyes drinking her in, she blushed, even though he couldn't see it. Being admired was such a new feeling, an amazing, heady sensation.

Amelia shifted, letting her body move slightly, letting the dim light play over her form and make shadows in the valleys of her curves. And then Alex rolled onto the bed, his weight half on top of her, and making her gasp and smile. It felt good to have him over her, have his body on hers. She kissed back as he began to grope her breast, moaning into his lips as her own hand began to rub his chest.

"I agree," she whispered breathlessly when their mouths separated again, "this is much better than just looking." The fingers on his chest found one of his nipples and began to play with it, much the same as his fingers were doing on her breast. "You make me feel so good, so dirty," she whispered against his lips, kissing him again deeply.

This really was incredible. She'd never been hard this many times in such a short time period before. Hell, she'd never been this hard before. And for her brother . . . god, how messed up was that? But it felt . . . soooo good. It would be impossible to wait during classes until they could fuck again . . . but that thought got lost in the mental image of them having sex in a broom closet, her bent over while he took her from behind and then bending him over and . . . . She moaned again, pressing herself against him.

 

[Armphid]

Alex chuckled against her lips, "That's because you are dirty, little sister, look at what you're doing right now." As soon as he said that, she tweaked his nipple and he let out a hissing breath. The feel of her body against him, her breasts rubbing against his chest, his leg bumping that hot wetness between her legs, feeling her semi-hard cock brushing his own rigidity, it was so fucking good. He was steel hard again, his manhood throbbing with want.

He slid down, kissing the base of her throat, his tongue flicking out to lick her pale skin. Slowly, he worked back up, peppering the curve of her neck with kisses, some light and feathery, others firm and hard, licking, tasting. "God, I want you so much, Amelia," he whispered. "Can you feel...how hard I am? So soon too, God damn you're so sexy, so amazing..."

Alex rose up a bit, looking down at her in the dark. His eyes had adjusted enough he could see her well. "Amelia, I want to be in you. Please, I want you so bad. My cock aches to be in your pretty, perfect pussy again." He leaned down to kiss her, "Let me fuck you, Amelia..."

 

[HookerBoots]

Amelia's smile was as hungry and delighted. "Oh, I can feel it, big brother. I feel that hot, stiff dick against my leg, brushing my cock. I want it as much as it wants me, I think," she whispered before wrapping one leg around his waist. "You can fuck my cunt as often as you want to, Alex. I'll always been wet when you're around, always be ready and willing to spread my pussy lips for your thick, wonderful cock."

She pulled his face close to hers, feeling his cock brush against her again, her breath hissing through her teeth, and kissed him hungrily, desperately. It almost scared her, how much she wanted him again. He just felt right, perfect, against her body. She wanted to feel him in her, on her, all over her body. "I want it inside me, opening up my cunt."

One hand reached between them, gripping his cock lightly, squeezing and stroking gently. "I want this so much, I want my big brother's big dick deep in my little pussy. I want to have you fuck me hard, fill my cunt with as much jizz as I shot onto your face. Can you . . . will you do that for me, Alex?"

 

[Armphid]

Alex let out a muffled gasp, his head falling to her chest. He kissed her breast while there, then lifted his head. Fuck, it was just insane how sexy and sexual she was. It seemed so strange, but also so fitting. So right. As though he'd always known this was under her sweet, shy exterior.

"I love that dirty mouth of yours, little sister," he grinned, kissing and nipping at the nipple he wasn't tweaking with his fingers. "But love your slutty little pussy more. And I'm going to fuck it every chance I get. As soon as I'm home, I'll bend you over the counter and drill you right in the kitchen. On the way school, I'll pull you into a supply room and pin you to the wall. And every time, every fucking time, I'll fill your cunt with my thick, hot cum."

He moved up, kissing her fiercely, "and right now, I can't wait any longer. I'm going to fuck your little cunt hard and fast, right fucking now, baby sister." Her hand was still on him, guiding him home. He felt her heat onthe throbbing head, and without further words, his hips bucked forward, Alex grunting with primal happiness as he sheathed the full length of his cock in his sister's tight, young body.

 

[HookerBoots]

The breathless groan she let out when Alex pushed into her felt as though it came from the very bottom of her soul. He felt so good inside of her that Amelia could barely believe it. Even though they'd had more sex today than she'd ever imagined it was possible to have, and she loved the feel of his cock inside of her. But it felt amazing, every time, as though it were the first time.

"Fuck, Alex! You feel so good stretching my tight cunt, big brother!" She leaned up to kiss him, her tongue flicking along his lips before sliding it into his mouth. As they kissed passionately, desperately, her legs wrapped around his waist, tugging his pelvis firmly against hers. "I . . . god, I want to feel you fuck me as hard as you can . . . make me scream, Alex!" Amelia nuzzled his neck, nipping the skin just hard enough to leave a mark.

 

[Armphid]

Alex tongue dueled with Amelia's for control, tasting and rasping along one another. Their lips parted, and more of the dirty, forbidden, nasty talk he so loved to hear from her slipped forth. "Mmm...you marked me, Amelia. Now everyone'll know I was having hot, dirty sex with some horny, little slut." Alex planted his hands under her arms, by her shoulders, pulling his hips back slowly until only the throbbing head of his cock was still in her sex. "Oh, baby. My sweet little sister. I will make you shriek and scream my name to the stars," he cooed.

Then he half-snarled and rammed his hips forward as hard as he could. Her eyes flew open wide, her tits rocked, her whole body pushed up towards the headboard of her bed from the force of it. "Take it all, Amelia! Take my cock into that whore pussy, sister! God, I love fucking you! You're the ultimate fuck!" There was no tenderness in this, though it came from love. It was raw and carnal, primal, ruthless, demanding. His cock sawed in and out of her dripping wet cunt, short, hard, fierce thrusts that buried him up to his balls each time. "Let me hear it! Tell me how much you love your brother fucking the hell out of you!"

 

[HookerBoots]

It turned her on so much to hear Alex talk so dirty to her, telling her how much he loved feeling her pussy. "You want me to tell you how fucking incredible having that big brother cock inside my cunt feels?" she asked through the liquid sounds of their fucking and their panting breaths. "You want to hear your sweet little sister beg for you to fuck her more, harder, faster? You want to hear me beg for your cum, Alex?"

The fast, hard thrusts he was using were pushing her rapidly toward another orgasm, and Amelia moaned, shrill just short of a scream. "Fuck! Alex, I love your cock pounding me! So good, so fuckin' amazing! I never want to stop . . . feel you fucking me all the time!" Her hands gripped him as tightly as she could, barely concerned over hurting him. She needed this, to feel him joined with her, as often as she could, as long as she could. "Gods! Fuck my little whore cunt, big brother!"

 

[Armphid]

Alex grinned, savage and sexual, "That's my slut sister, that's right, baby!" He puncuated his next utterance with a hard, rough thrust on each word, "Going to fuck you all the time!" Insane, it was just insane! And he loved it! "Use your fucking whore cunt whenever I want! Make you fucking take it in the hallway, so everyone can see what a sexy, horny slut you are! See that you're mine! Mine!"

Her fingers dug into his back, scratching deep and leaving angry red marks, but the pain was a sweet tinge to the maddening pleasure. "Cum, sister! I want you to cum like a good little slut for me!" His feverish, frantic pillaging of her pussy was reaching a crescendo, he could feel his sack beginning to tighten. "Do it! Cum for your big brother!"

 

[HookerBoots]

Amelia groaned loudly, feeling her body tighten in readiness for another orgasm. "Yessss! I'm gonna cum for you, Alex! Cum like the good little slut I am, all over this fucking amazing cock!" Even as she said it, she felt the pressure in her belly increase almost to the breaking point, and the tightness in her balls do the same. She was going to cum so hard that it would be almost insane.

"FUCK! Aleeeeeeeex!" Her voice was shrill and breathless, the pulsing pleasure taking over her entire body, her pussy throbbing around Alex's hard, hot dick. And as it began, her balls tightened, and released, spraying hot, creamy jizz between her body and Alex's. "God fucking damn, big brother! Keep fucking my cunt, cum inside me, give me that sweet brother cum!"

 

[Armphid]

Alex's response was lost in a loud, carnal groan as he hit the point of no return. Her pussy trembled and shook around his cock, her dick pressed between them was spurting hot seed onto their chests, her hands clawed at her, her voice pleaded, commanded, begged, it was too much! Too much! "AaaaHHHmelia!"

His cock swelled within the tight confines of her slick walls, then he burst. He gasped, unable to make a sound as he came, feeling his own shooting jets sending his seed into her, onto her, onto his still pumping member. He didn't stop moving, still fucking her, even as his dick twitched and spat cum.

He collapsed, his body no longer able to hold him up. His hips still moved, pressing himself as deep as he could. "...God," he croaked, his voice rough and hoarse. "Love this...love you so...much...Amelia..." His eyes were glazed, his breath rough and ragged, skin slick with sweat, he held her close as they rolled together through the final throes of their shared climax, barely conscious.

 

[HookerBoots]

They both whimpered and moaned together, and Amelia could barely think as the waves of her amazing orgasm ebbed. Her hands moved gently over Alex's back, stroking where she'd recently scraped him raw, her eyes half-closed as she nuzzled his neck. "Alex . . . so amazing . . . make me feel . . . great."

She could feel the semen on their chests drying into a sticky, itchy glue. It crossed her mind that they should shower to clean up. But she knew where that would lead. A part of her would have loved that, but another part of her was thinking how nice it would be to sleep. "Do you want to clean up before we sleep?" she asked, stroking his back. "Cause I'm . . . either way is fine with me, Alex."

 

[Armphid]

Alex moaned softly, shaking his head. God...so hard to think...or move. He shifted, moving off of her, his softening cock sliding free and making him groan anew. "What...a terribe feeling...leaving you..."

He lay on her bed beside her, just looking at his sister with half-lidded eyes. He smiled, reaching out to pull her close to him. "Mmm...clean up...in th...morning..." He kissed her cheek, nuzzling her hair. "Love...'Melia..." Anything else he was going to say was gone, the quite literally fucked out young man asleep almost before he spoke.

 

[HookerBoots]

Amelia smiled sleepily as Alex nuzzled her hair, and snuggled up against him. It felt almost as good to be this close to him as it did to have him inside of her. Or to be inside of him. She idly kissed his neck and let her eyes drift shut. "Love you . . . too, big brother . . . ."

~ ~ ~ ~​

There was something warm against her body, and below the waist, something was poking her. Amelia opened her eyes, seeing her brother pressed up against her. "Mmmmm . . . ." She shifted slightly, her arms wrapped around him and holding him tightly. Felt so nice, they hadn't slept in the same bed since they were little.

There was something sort of sticky and itchy on her chest and stomach, and she wondered, half-awake, what had happened. And suddenly it all came back to her. Oh, god. What had they done?

Well, she knew what they'd done - the feel of her pussy and cock told her that - but why? What had they been thinking? She didn't want to wake him up; he'd be mortified. But she wanted . . . she didn't know what she wanted. She wanted to pull away, to run into the bathroom and shower until the water ran cold. She wanted to pull him closer and kiss him and stroke him until they were both so hard there would be no room for any thought besides doing each other again.

Amelia tried to shift again, unsure about what she was trying to do, and felt Alex stirring. She froze, unsure what to do when she felt an arm tug her closer.

 

[Armphid]

She moved away, and on impulse, Alex pulled her back to him. She was so soft and warm, her skin was so smooth on his. His lover. "D..on't go..." Her body fit so well with his...like they were made for each other. "...'melia..."

Wait, what?

No...that was impossible, but...

His eyes opened. "...It wasn't a dream." There she was, his little sister. His beautiful, wonderful, shy little sister. Staring up at him in horror. Her eyes were wide, and there was fear in them. He felt a stab in his heart, "Amelia...I...I'm sorry, I...we shouldn't have..."

God...what had he done? How could he have done this to her? He'd taken her virginity...several times. But...she...she started this, hadn't she? She'd all but attacked him! No, that wasn't fair! It wasn't her fault! He wouldn't blame her! "God...God, I'm sorry, Amelia." It was HIS fault. He was her big brother. He should protect her, not take advantage of her!

Her eyes still looked at him with that terrified expression. Would she look at him like that forever now? He threw himself back from her, slamming against the wall with a grunt. "Nn!" Then, he rolled, falling heavily out of her bed to the floor. The floor where he belonged. Like filth and dust and dirt. "I...I should...I took advantage...I...oh, God...hate me...I deserve it, Amelia. Don't feel bad..I...I'll go away so you won't be scared of me, or...or..." He was babbling now, almost hysterical. His mind was just locked up. Frozen. It wasn't even about...what they'd done so much. It was that look on her face. She hated him, she was afraid of him.

 

[HookerBoots]

As soon as he started talking, she felt bad that he thought she regretted it, felt like he had taken advantage of her. "No, Alex, no!" Amelia sat up, the sheet bunching around her waist. "I'm not . . . you didn't take advantage, and . . . I don't want . . . I want you to stay." She didn't know what she wanted, but she knew it wasn't him leaving. One hand went to her hair, scratching her scalp idly.

"Alex, look, I . . . I was just startled, like you . . . thought it was a dream, at first. It didn't . . . I'm not scared of you." Sighing, she used the fingers of both hands to push her hair off her face. "Let's clean up, and make something to eat, and . . . talk about it." Maybe after a shower and some food, things would be clearer. Or at least they'd be able to talk about things more reasonably without both of them worrying as much as they were right now.

Maybe she'd even be able to figure out exactly what she wanted. She wanted so many things, and wanted . . . god, she wanted him. Swinging her legs over the side of the bed, Amelia stretched and gave Alex a small smile. "Things'll look better after we shower, and have breakfast."

 

[Armphid]

She stretched and smiled, and....God above, he wanted her in that moment. Wanted to take her in his arms and kiss her hard, hold her to him, place her back on the bed, and...

He put hand on his head, palm over one eye, fingers furrowing in his hair. God...what...why was this happening? "I...all right." She was being nice to him. But...he knew her. She couldn't have been like that...could she? And why did he wish she was? To absolve himself or so that he could have her again? "Yeah, we'll clean up and...go from there." His voice was distant, Alex still mostly in his head, and still wracked with guilt on so many levels. Over what they'd done, over enjoying it, over wanting more, over...over everything. "You go first and get clean, I'll...wait til you're done."

He rose slowly, walking out of her room. He went back to his own, not bothering to turn on the light. Alex sat down on the bed, staring ahead at the wall in the dark. "...I love her...and not...like a brother should. What do I tell her?" He closed his eyes. "What should I do..." He couldn't be without her, not now. And living like they had before it just...it just wouldn't be enough.

 

[HookerBoots]

The bathroom was a mess, and Amelia turned on the water, then cleaned up a little as she waited for the water to warm up. Wiping up the floor, stuffing the towels into the laundry chute, and putting out clean ones, one for her and one for Alex. By the time she was finished with that, the water was hot and the bathroom was filling with steam.

It felt good to step beneath the hot water, letting it wash away the dried crust of cum on her stomach and breasts. Well, not all of it. Some of it she needed to take a washcloth and scrub, but that was her own fault for not cleaning up when they were done last night. And just the thought of that was enough to make her cock twitch and swell. Even though she'd cleaned, there was still a slight scent in the bathroom of Alex, and it . . . made things worse.

Sighing, she stuck her head under the water and started to wash her hair, ready to work her way down her body. And thinking.

Her body knew what it wanted - it wanted Alex, badly. Just thinking about being in the shower with him . . . well, she'd have to take a moment to calm down before she left the bathroom, or he'd be able to see what she wanted. Her heart . . . she loved her brother. As a brother, and as a lover. There was more to them now, and it felt like there was a part of her that was whole after last night. And at the same time, she knew what people would think if they knew about her and Alex. He didn't deserve to have to turn down other girls because of his sister, and didn't deserve the judgement that would come if they found out about them.

Of course, she would be an outcast if any of them found out about her. And he might be, too. There was a serious stigma attached to this mutation, and even though it was illegal to discriminate. But that didn't mean no one judged.

Amelia turned the water off, grabbed a towel, and dried her hair before wrapping it around herself. She had her decision made, but she didn't . . . it wouldn't be fair to not let Alex say what he wanted, on his own. Sighing, she snugged the towel around herself and opened the bathroom door, a little surprised at how cool the hallway was after the steamy heat of the bathroom. She could feel her nipples becoming hard, and wondered if he'd be able to see them through the towel, if it would turn him on to see it.

She walked down the hall to his door and tapped on the doorframe. "Shower's all yours, big brother. I'll get dressed and start the food. Eggs all right?" Amelia leaned against the frame, one hand holding her towel closed with one hand.

 

[Armphid]

Alex looked up from his thoughts, "Yeah, eggs...are..." She was standing in his doorway, the light from the living/dining room pouring in around her. A towel that was damp covered her body, mostly, leaving just a hint of cleavage and a length of leg to tantalize. It clung to her young body, and her hair was up, a few wet strands coming down her face. She was gorgeous. God, he felt such ache...such want for her. He could feel his cock starting to swell and stiffen...don't let her notice. "...Eggs...yeah, uh, eggs are fine. Just fine."

He made himself look at the wall. "Thanks, Amelia. I'll get cleaned up now then." He waited until her shadow lifted, then glanced back at the open door. "...Holy hell..." What a vision she was! And what a reaction she caused! "...I am a total pervert freak, aren't I?"

He pulled on a robe, one Amelia had got him for his birthday, and headed to the bathroom. He ducked in fast enough so that he wouldn't see her in the kitchen, cooking away. He just...he wasn't sure how it would make him feel. Having her there, cooking for him...like she was his girlfriend or his wi-

Okay. NOT going there.

The bathroom. He stood in front of the sink, brushing his teeth. Right here...he'd...they'd...she'd bent over and offered herself to him. Begged him to do her, and he'd...God. He grabbed his head again. This was just...but it was so...right.

The hot water helped him to feel better physically, but his mind was still a whirl. He stayed in the shower for several minutes after he'd soaped down and gotten clean, just leaning against the wall, water streaming down his body, thinking. In the end, it wasn't a hard conclusion to come to. Just to accept. There was so much that went into it. And...it was just...no one would ever forgive them or look at them the same way, if it was found out. He'd probably be put in prison. But...it was how he felt. He had to tell her, he owed her that and more. Maybe it could work, but it was risky...so risky. Maybe TOO risky. If so...he'd make the choice for her. He'd leave, request a job or transfer off ship. Maybe enlist in the military.

He toweled off, feeling better now. Butterflies the size of the ship still rumbled around in his stomach, but he felt more...sure. His robe back on, he emerged back hallway and then the rest of the suite, the towel draped over his shoulders to catch drips from his hair. "Ahhh...feels a lot better after the shower, doesn't it?" He took a sniff, "Smells great...I'm starving! Which, I guess...we were, uh, pretty busy last night, so...uh, anyway."

Smooth.

"Do you want to talk now or after we eat, Amelia? I pretty much know what I have to say."