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The (possibly AU, possibly crossover) Sibling Incest Meme

HOW TO PLAY

-Comment with your character and preferences. Be sure to mention any hard lines you have.
-Comment around to others. PLEASE NOTE THAT IN ORDER TO FACILITATE CROSS-CANON TAGGING, THIS MEME WILL BE CONSIDERED AN AU FAIR GAME ZONE. Feel free to comment in with characters who do not canonically have siblings or comment to people from other fandoms.
-Be respectful of others.

PROMPTS

1. Feeling Strange: You've known this person your entire life, yet lately you've been feeling...different about them. These feelings aren't exactly familial, either.
2. Not as Normal Families: Whatever the specifics of the case may be, your childhood was not the norm, and thus the two of you have grown close that way.
3. Raised Apart: Scientists believe that when siblings are raised together under normal circumstances, they will not find each other sexually attractive; however, if they are reared apart, they may be highly attracted to each other when they meet as adults.
4. Only Kin by Name: Psuedo-incest between step siblings or adopted siblings is not quite as taboo, but you could still be looked down upon for harboring those desires for someone who is a member of your family by one way or another.
5. Defender: One of you is older and has always looked after the other, meaning that something has grown between you that is thicker than any blood.
6. Guilty: You feel terrible for these longings toward your own flesh and blood, and you do your best to stop them. But can you choose who you want to be with? And how disciplined are you when it's someone you care for in other ways?
7. Dysfunctional: You don't have a good relationship as siblings, yet your relationship as lovers is great.
8. There's Nothing Wrong Here: To you, incest is a casual affair and the "forbidden" aspect is lost. Sorry you were grounded, big brother. Here, since you can't go out, let me be your girlfriend for the night.
9. Like Looking in a Mirror: The two of you are closer than siblings: you're twins. You share everything, so why is your love any different?
10. Skirting the Line: Stolen glances. Lips only a breath away. You're walking a fine line here. You haven't become physical...yet.
11. Got a Secret, Better Keep It: Needless to say, an incestuous relationship is not one that can see the light of day. You'd better keep it behind closed doors.
12. Jealousy: You can't stand the idea of sharing your beloved sibling with someone else, yet it's hard to make this known without blowing your cover.
13. As One: The obligatory smut prompt, whether it be the first time or one of many the two of you steal away.
14. The Things I Do for Love: You'll do anything to protect your love affair with you sibling and make sure no one interferes. Anything.
15. And You'll Be My Queen: It may seem as though the light will never come, but you want to make promises to your most precious sibling that one day, you'll live as any normal couple.
16. Anyone Who Isn't Us is the Enemy: You're in a dangerous climate, and the only one you can depend on is your flesh and blood - bringing you closer together.
17. No Choice in the Matter: Your sibling is not a willing participant in your debauchery, but they endure your cruelty, grooming, and manipulation because you are their brother or sister.
18. No One Like You: There truly is no one who can love you like the person who is closest to being you, bone of your bone. You perfectly understand each other and your love is pure.
19. Where No One Knows Our Faces: You've decided to flee your current life and live as new people among those who don't know that you're related.
20. Out in the Light: A secret no more, the two of you have decided to bring your affair out into the open. You will face the world, no matter what it does.
21. Rejection: Someone - friends, family, etc - has found out what you two have done and are disgusted by it. Will you turn to each other for comfort?
22. The End: Being with someone so unattainable is tiring, and one day, you may grow weary of stowing everything away, locking your heart up, or feeling so shamed. This must cease. But can you go back to being just siblings?
23. Not Really Related After All: Perhaps the most cliche of tropes, though it's often used to "justify" incest. Turns out the two of you aren't really siblings! Now, you can pursue a relationship freely.
24. Part of the Same Whole: You're meant to be together, you firmly believe it.
25. Sick and Twisted: The fact that you two are siblings actually is a kink/fetish for you. You get off to all of this.
26. FREESTYLE

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( No genderbends. )

[OOC: So yeah. Wandas or Lornas, naturally, but other AU'ed sibs welcome.]

[ooc: Any prompt you're interested in?]

[OOC: Gosh, lots. And easy to mix and match. 2,5,12,13,16,18,24 are particularly appropriate, I think.]

[ooc: So, so many to choose from! I think a combination of all of those would work, especially considering their circumstances. Maybe have it set to post AOU and both of them trying to fit in with the Avengers? Or one or both of them catch the other being too friendly to someone and that sparks some jealousy?]

[OOC: Sounds good to me! Are you good to start out? I'll let you decide which one of them is doing the extracurricular flirting, or if it's both :) ]

[ Let me know if this works! ]

Pietro and Wanda had a strong bond with one another. One that was created when they were born and continued to grow as they faced challenges and lost their parents. They had to grow up at a very young age and had only each other to lean on. It was them against the world in every sense of the word. They had to fight to keep people from taking their homeland. They became test subjects, thinking they were acting for the greater good. They continued to be there for each other through it all. They were closer than twins should be but they didn't care. Their relationship was their own business but they couldn't show more affection than what was acceptable.

So when Wanda saw Pietro flirting, or what she perceived as flirting with Natasha, she didn't take too kindly to it. Pietro could argue he was being nice to the other Avenger, but Wanda still would t believe it. Then again, would he believe the friendly conversation between her and Vision to be just that? As it was now, Wanda wasn't speaking to Pietro, choosing to read in her room and block everything else out.

[OOC: Looks good!]

A HYDRA scientist had once tried to explain the twins' connection with one another on the experiments that had given them their powers, but it wasn't true. Pietro and Wanda had been two parts of a whole for their entire lives, and he'd never felt any other way towards his sister. He loved her in every way he could love another person, including ways they had to hide from everyone else.

Being among the others, having friends and teammates-- it was an exciting and refreshing change for them both after so long having no one to depend upon, really, but one another. So perhaps it wasn't such a surprise that they were both more than a little engaged when talking with their teammates. But while Pietro might be able to consider such an idea theoretically, it didn't change the tension he always felt watching his sister chat with the handsome men that surrounded her, and especially when she spoke to the robot.

Wanda had begun giving him the cold shoulder, and that he couldn't take. Pietro entered her room unannounced through the door that connected their rooms-- an addition the twins had insisted on-- and crossed his arms. "We need to talk."

Wanda barely looked up from her book to acknowledge her twin. She made a point to look down at her book again just to close it and placed it on her bed. Pietro didn't look too happy. Then again, neither was she.

"About what?" She asked, tucking one leg underneath the other as she sat on her bed. Big enough for her to sleep on, and the perfect size if another crawled into it with her. Not that she would invite anyone else other than her brother. Hence the connected door. They were used to sharing a room and being apart didn't feel right. Yes, they needed their own space, but they were two halves of a whole and couldn't be apart for long.

And in thinking about where their talk may or may not be going, they would have to be careful. Least they want someone to interrupt them, like have Vision phase through the door or the walls. He had gotten better about that.

No one had questioned the request for the communicating door. Stark had simply muttered "freaky twin thing", and then a few hours later, there it was. They had used it to chat late at night many times already, and when things were fine between them, it often simply stood open, making one space out of two.

Pietro took a deep breath, then sighed. It seemed as though he would need to be the first one to admit anything, and though he rushed into everything else in his life, it was usually Wanda who instigated anything to do with feelings.

"If you're going to replace me with that... that talking toaster oven, let me know now?"

Confusion flickered across her eyes, taking in her brother and weighing his words. He wasn't one to discuss feelings. Usually she brought them up first, but in her anger, she wanted to keep that feeling and the thoughts behind it close to her chest. She wanted to hold onto to that negative emotion rather than tell her brother that she was jealous and fearful of being replaced. The feeling was mutual it seemed.

"You know I wouldn't replace you," She quickly replied, nearly ready to get off her bed to comfort her brother. No, she couldn't place his feelings above her own.

"I was talking to Vision, he's an interesting person--but, would you replace me with Natasha?" Both of them knew there was no one they could replace the other with. They needed affirmation of it. They need to remind each other how important they were to one another.

"I saw the way you looked at her, the way you smiled...it made me jealous."

The fact that it was Pietro who had broken the seal on the subject said a great deal about just how deeply he was feeling hurt by the idea of Wanda having interest in any man but himself. But being who he was, he covered his hurt and insecurity with sarcasm and attitude, the way Wanda would hide her own with silence and brooding.

When his sister threw his accusation back at him, Pietro scoffed. "As if I might. How could you possibly think I would? She is a teammate, possibly a friend. Nothing more." He was attracted to Natasha, it was true, but from his observations, there were few people who weren't.

But that mattered little after Wanda's admission. "You have nothing to be jealous of, sister." Pietro pushed himself off the wall and approached Wanda. "No one could ever replace you. Not here," he said, pointing to his temple. "Or here," tapping his chest.

It was silly to be jealous of Natasha, especially when they had gone through so much with one another. There was no one that could replace Pietro, but the way he looked at the other woman..it was the same look he gave another woman who he wanted to "gift" something to. That fight lasted for a few hours with Wanda silently fuming at him and lashing out at him when they were alone. He was handsome, she wasn't blind to it. She saw how others looked at him. Normally, she was fine but lately...not this time.

"I could ask you the same. Vision is just a friend. " she got up from her bed, approaching until she could reach out to lightly hold him. If he wanted to pull away, he could but she was hoping he wouldn't.

"No one can replace you. Nothing or anyone..." God, she felt so stupid for getting jealous in the first place. "I'm sorry, brother." The words were murmured softly. Hopefully he'd accept it. Hopefully he would still want her...

Perhaps the experiments that had given them powers had also amplified their emotions, but the way Pietro remembered growing up, he and his sister had always been passionate individuals. Even when trying to contain themselves, it was always obvious to anyone that knew them when they were quietly seething or otherwise restraining their feelings.

Pietro sighed. It was foolish for him to see Vision as a threat. After all, he wasn't even a man, just a very sophisticated machine. And even if he truly was alive and could have that sort of interest in Wanda, Pietro should have known better than to doubt his twin's love.

When she approached, he wrapped his arms around Wanda, holding her close. "And there is no one in the world for me but you, sister," he whispered, leaning down to kiss her thick, silken hair. Pietro's lips traveled down and he kissed her forehead. Down more, and then her cheek.

Down more, and then her lips.

A soft hum left her lips feeling his lips travel down her temple then to her cheek and once he claimed her lips, she eagerly returned the kiss. To others, the sight of the Twins kissing would be taboo. But for them, it was natural. No one else would know them the way they did. No one else would have the same understanding of each other as they did. No one else could compare. Which made their fight seem petty and stupid.

Wanda's hand traveled up to rest on his cheek, her thumb stroking the stubble there. Eventually, the need for air came up, resulting in Wanda pulling back. She didn't pull too far back, only enough to take in more air for her lungs.

"I'm sorry." She can't keep apologizing enough. For doubting his love for her. For doubting them, together. It was risky to show more intimate signs of affection, considering at any moment one of their teammates could walk in...which was why her powers flared for a moment, securely locking their doors.

Pietro had never really cared what anyone else thought of how much and how he loved his sister, but he wasn't fool enough to think that their closeness would be accepted, and that most who might find out would try to force them apart. And so he kept their secret, even when simply standing near Wanda made him want to kiss her.

Now that he was kissing her, Pietro couldn't help but want so much more. But first, he needed to silence Wanda's foolish protestations. "No, I am sorry. I should never have questioned you."

Once he heard the doors secure, he smiled against his sister's lips, stepped back, and in a silver-blue blur of motion, made doubly sure they would have their privacy. His hands were on her again after, now in a far more intimate way. "I need you..."

Wanda wanted to interject that she shouldn't have doubted him, but it was futile now. Both of them had apologized. They accepted those apologies and now had to move on. It was hard to stand by the person she loved the most and be unable to show them the proper affection. How she couldn't hold his hand, or steal a kiss. But now, in the privacy of their room, they could. She felt his presence leave her only to return.

"I need you too," she murmured softly, brushing her lips to his cheek and then down his throat. Her hands came over his chest, getting reacquainted with his hard, lithe form. Briefly, her hand brushed over his heart, feeling it beat in time with hers. Lifting her head up, Wanda moved in for a kiss, claiming his lips for herself. Warmth and relief washed over head, sharing her love and passion she had for her brother. Her lips parted, deepening the kiss.

The moment that Wanda's lips touched his was electric, as it always was for them. Pietro could feel her warmth, her love, every feeling through that special connection, and so he poured all of his own back into it. He more than loved her, more than needed her. They were two halves of a whole, and when they quarreled, it hurt him terribly.

But now all that was past. Now, they had one another and some privacy, and Pietro was the last person on earth who cared for wasting time. As Wanda's mouth opened, he tilted his head to taste her even more, his hands slipping down her sides until he could grasp her narrow waist and pull her against his body. Already, he was waking with desire for her.

Wanda's tongue danced and loved against her twin's. She could feel his desire stirring, matching hers. It had been far too long since they were together--when they were connected in mind and body. Pietro was her everything. Her other half, her first and only love. Her protector and best friend. No one would would ever come close to him.

Need rising, Wanda pulled away slightly, moving her hands to the hem of his shirt, grabbing it and tugged it over his head. Her hands roamed over his chest, tracing over sculpted flesh that she knew so well. She leaned in again, leaving a trail of kisses from the crook of his neck to his jaw and ghosted over his lips. As much as she missed him, she enjoyed teasing him too. A way for things to go back to normal between them.

"Love you," she murmured under her breath, low enough for only him to hear.

Pietro didn't know if other twins felt the way he and Wanda did, and didn't really care, but for his part, he couldn't imagine it being any other way. When he looked at his sister, Pietro saw all in her he could ever want in a companion, a lover, a friend... that all those things were wrapped up in his achingly beautiful sister only made it better, as far as he was concerned.

He smiled as Wanda pulled off his shirt. She had always been the passionate one, and so it usually fell to her to initiate moments like this, even though they were always both eager once the opportunities presented themselves. Pietro shivered as she touched his body. "I love you, too," he murmured, then started to work on his twin's clothing, removing Wanda's top and tugging at the stay of her bra.

It was easy enough to remove her top, letting Pietro grab it and tug over her head. The black bra soon fell to the floor, revealing her perky, breasts in his view. Wanda wasn't shy with her body, not hen it came to her brother and lover. Her hands moved down his chest, removing the rest of her clothing until he was down to his underwear. One hand stayed on his chest, while the other began to stroke his cloth covered cock.

Her lips trailed over his jaw line, placing feather light kisses on his skin. She wanted to arouse him further and show she truly did want him. She wanted him as a lover, to feel him inside of her, touching her in a way no one else had.

Surprisingly, part of Pietro wanted his sister to slow down a little. Once she was bare to the waist, giving him a moutwatering look at her fine, firm breasts, he felt the urge to hold her close and feel them pressed against his skin. But Wanda was clearly on a mission, and he was happy to oblige, moving to help her until she had him down to only his trunks.

Pietro groaned as she rubbed at his hardening cock through the thin fabric, a sound she'd be able to feel with her mouth on his face. With her that close, it was his turn then, lovingly stripping his twin down to just a very small pair of panties. Noting them, Pietro smiled. "So I see you liked my present?"

Their clothes were peeled off their bodies, thrown to the floor until both were only in their underwear. Pietro's body was hard and well sculpted, the body of an athlete and warrior. Whereas hers was soft,curvy and lithe. They complimented each other so well. She slowed down her exploration of him, but kept her hand at his cock, continuing to tease him. A sly smile danced along her lips. The panties, black and lacy had complimented her bra.

"Yeah, it's one of my favorites.." comfortable, soft, and alluring for it's intended viewer. "I love all the gifts you've given me," she murmured, lips brushing against his cheek. If he went to take off her panties, he'd feel how damp they were. How badly she's been wanting him.

Did he feel it? The other night when she had crawled into his bed and how badly she had been yearning for him? She was ready to pounce on him, to wake him with sweet kisses and straddle him...but she couldn't risk someone over hearing, and it was close to morning. The last thing they needed was to be interrupted by some stupid practice.

"Make us whole again..." Wanda murmured once more, moving her hand away from his cock to hook her fingers into the hem of his trunks to slowly pull them down.

Equal and opposite, a matched, perfect pair. Life in America after the lean years in Sokovia had started to fill in Wanda's curves just a touch, and Pietro found he couldn't be happier. To him, his sister-- for all her magnificent strength-- was all things soft and smooth and lush and warm to him, and the way her body molded against his lean, hard muscles was perfection.

"I like giving you gifts. These are so pretty on you. Perhaps the next I find will be more naughty?" His hand slid down the soft curve of her belly until his fingers were brushing over her sex in turn. He growled a bit as he felt her wetness seeping through the panties. His cock was aching, throbbing now, much as it had when Wanda had pressed herself to him in bed and they'd had to restrain themselves.

But now there was no such need. He shifted his hips, then stepped out of the trunks, letting his heavy cock swing free. Pietro returned the gesture, peeling the sodden panties from Wanda's body and running his fingers over her now bare slit.

They were no longer starving, scrapping by for food. When they came to America, they were able to get adequate nutrition, and Wanda's thin figure began to fill out. She had more color in her cheeks, she looked healthy, and the same could be said for her brother.

"Mmm, you could. I wouldn't mind, but what should I get you in return?" show up in his bed naked? Or pull him away for a quick one in their room? Or should we send him mental images of her wearing those naughty gifts of his? There wasn't much she could give her twin that wouldn't make it obvious of her feelings for him. Wanda could dwell on it later, watching the silver haired teen step out of his trunks and reveal his impressive length. Her panties were pulled down, leaving both of them naked and unable to hold back.

Without saying another word, Wanda's lips made contact with his for a sweet kiss that grew into a more passionate one. Her leg wrapped itself around his hips, pressing her wet slit against his hard cock, telling him she needed him. That she was dying to be connected with him once more. No one on this earth would understand her better. No one would love her more. Just as no one would understand or love Pietro more than her.

Pietro's answering smile was wide, heated, and almost wolfish. "Just seeing you wearing them is gift enough for me, Wanda. As is taking them off you... when I have the patience to do so and don't just have you while you're still wearing them." No woman held a candle to his sister's beauty, especially when she wanted to look sexy and desirable for him.

Once they were naked and Wanda was pressing her body against his, it was the end of any complex thoughts for Pietro. Instead, his senses were filled with the feeling of her soft, smooth skin pressed against his, her firm breasts crushed to his chest, her nipples already stiff. And more than anything, the way her dripping slit slid over his cock, teasing him.

The leg she'd moved was not enough, so Pietro reached down and easily picked his sister up off the ground, letting her legs encircle his waist. He kissed her hard, rolling his hips to let the tip of his cock graze her entrance before stepping towards the bed.

"I could do more...should do more for you," Wanda murmured in reply, drinking in the sight of his wolfish grin. She loved seeing this side of him. The side that was flirtatious, passionate, and at times possessive. Then again, she could be possessive of her twin too, jealousy was only a step away from that. As nice as it was to have others to talk to, and possibly confide in, there was nothing that could compare to the feeling of being with her other half.

Feeling his cock tease her dripping slit, Wanda shuddered. Goosebumps dancing along her skin as she kissed him back. Her legs coming around his hips, making it easier for him to carry her over to the bed. Both of their beds were big enough for two people, making it easier for them to enjoy each other's company--be it sleeping in, or fucking around. She broke the kiss in favor of pressing her lips to the column of his neck, placing lighter kisses along his skin. In addition to those kisses were quick nips, a way for her to mark him temporarily. Nothing they did could be seen by anyone.

"Want you," the dark haired woman whispered in low, velvety tones. Her lips traveling up from his neck to his jaw. "Need you," she continued, rolling her hips in the hopes of feeling him slide into her. On the bed or against the wall, it didn't matter to her.

Pietro chuckled. "You do more than enough simply by being the amazing woman I love," he replied, the intention sincere even if the words ended up coming out a bit more melodramatic than intended. He returned her kisses with equal heat and hunger, letting Wanda know that he was just as aroused as she was. "That, and the lovely things you like to do with me in bed..."

He smiled as his sister devoured his neck and throat with kisses and bites. They enjoyed the play, the marking and claiming of one another, always sad to see the red marks fade, but knowing that they could never allow anyone to know.

Wanda's husky words sent shivers through his body, and Pietro rolled his hips, making the tip of his cock press against her entrance. He perhaps could have simply had her standing like they were, but he wanted more, so Pietro moved them to the bed, laying his twin down on her back. As he leaned forward over her, Pietro's cock slid home inside of her pussy.

The red marks would fade, but it gave them the chance to mark each other again. Small pieces of proof that they belonged to each other. She relished the chance to run her fingers over the marks he left her, or the marks she left him, reminders of their times together.

Once they were on the bed, she unwrapped her legs from his hips, spreading herself further for him. She let out a light hiss feeling him slide into her. Wanda was tight. She couldn't recall the last time they were together like this, but it would only be a few moments until he was fully inside of her. A few moments until they were one and she could feel whole again.

Her arms came over his shoulders, holding him as they got used to each other again.

Part of Pietro really did wish that he might be able to leave a love bite or bruise on Wanda's lovely pale skin that would last for days, somewhere on her body that would raise amused eyebrows and friendly teasing instead of recrimination and disgust. Perhaps later his mouth would find its way to the top of her inner thigh and he could mark here there.

In any case, it was much more important to pay attention to settling in against her in bed, his length slowly slipping into her tight channel, inch by inch. Pietro groaned at the progress. Wanda had always been almost painfully tight around him and now was no exception. The pressure was astonishing and put a sweet edge on the sensation of being buried inside of her.

Pietro kissed her as soon as he felt that he'd reached the root of his cock, then began to rock his hips.

Perhaps, Pietro or Wanda could leave a mark on one another. Something light and that could wear off in a few days, assuming both of them would be able to keep up the rouse that someone else gave the other that mark. Of course, the others may pry and get them to say who had done it, but they would always have to hold their tongues and not breathe a word of what truly happened. For now, they would have to keep leaving their marks in hidden places. Wanda wouldn't mind giving her lover a mark right at his collarbone, a place that he could easily hide with a t-shirt.

Settled with Pietro inside of her, Wanda mirrored her twin's movements. Her hips moved in time with his, going at the pace he wanted. She groaned into the kiss, letting her tongue dance and rub against his. She could never get enough of him. One kiss would never be enough with him. She needed to get drunk off of his kisses.

The pads of her fingers pressed harder on his skin. Her legs soon came around his hips again for a better angle. Gods, he was amazing, his cock was brushing against her sensitives spots that made her moan in the kiss.

For this time at least, Pietro expected that his sister would have to be satisfied with possibly walking a little tenderly for the rest of the day as far as mementos of their coupling. Then again, with the way she gripped and held and pushed her hips against his, so would he. It was a thought that pleased Pietro a great deal.

His mouth worked feverishly against Wanda's, their kisses just as much a display of their intense need for one another as the long strokes of his cock inside of her pussy. Pietro's teeth closed gently over Wanda's lower lip a few times, especially each time she held his body tightly.

Breathing in her moans, Pietro leaned his head back and smiled. "There's nowhere I'd rather be than inside you," he groaned.

"Nowhere?" Wanda managed to quip back, leaning into him, pressing her forehead to his. Their bodies working with one another, making her groan and pant each time he pulled out of her. There was nowhere else Wanda would rather be than in her brother's arms, in a shared bed with him buried inside of her. There was no doubt in her mind that he would want to leave her. They wouldn't want to be apart through the night.

"Brother..." she panted, face flushed and body hot. She could feel herself getting closer and closer to her climax, but she was holding out. She was stopping herself in the hopes of them experiencing bliss together.

"Well," Pietro sighed, "maybe that and being somewhere we didn't have to hide or pretend." By now, it wasn't likely there would be any place like that in the world, now that they were Avengers, but perhaps one day they'd be able to have their own place like some of their teammates kept outside of headquarters, a home or apartment where they could close the door and live as they liked.

The tone in her voice when she breathed that word alerted Pietro that his sister's pleasure was rising quickly. He moved with Wanda, his cock stroking long and deep within her slick heat, driving himself to the peak along with her. "Close, my love, so close now," he panted, feeling the pressure rise.

"I could find a place.." somewhere tropical, or just somewhere fair, fair away where no one knew of the Avengers or of them. A place where they could hold hands, kiss, and simply enjoy each other in public. It was a dream, one that both of them shared every night...but for now, they would have to stay hidden and relish each other behind closed doors.

"My love...Pietro.." his name left her lips like a prayer, hushed and filled with passion. She continued to move with him, her walls caressing his cock. She was doing her best to hold back, but between their bodies moving as one and the sound of their pants...she couldn't hold back. Her walls tightly embraced Pietro's cock, milking him for all he was worth. Consequences be damned, she didn't want him to leave her, not yet.

His smile was warm and wide, the idea filling his heart with warmth even as their coupling brought a different, more intense kind of heat. "Then do," Pietro said. "But later."

He dipped his head down again to kiss Wanda, his mouth closing over hers, feeling his facial hair rasping gently against her soft skin. Feeling his sister tightening around his cock, he began to quicken his pace and lengthen his thrusts until his strokes were deep and intent. Pietro felt her fall over the edge, and once she pulsed around his length, that was all the sensation he needed to go with her. His cock swelled as he began to flood her with his release.

"Oh... Wanda..."

A place of their own, where they could do as they pleased. Yes, they could look for such a place. Later though, after their love making. After they were reunited and enjoyed the aftermath of it. Maybe even go again for another round. A risky thing, but what choice did they have?

"Pietro..." she murmured into their kiss, hands over his shoulders and soon one hand travels to card through his hair. Wanda had to hold back from crying out louder, from moaning his name out louder. They couldn't risk being discovered, but damnit it felt so good. So good to feel him throbbing inside of her and making her feel whole. Nothing could make her forget about him. No one else would be good enough for her. The only person who understood her the most was him.

"I love you...I love you so much..." she murmured again, tilting her head to leave soft kisses on his cheek then down the side of his neck.

His body shivered all through the aftershocks of his orgasm, as Wanda tightened and drew every drop of him that was there for the taking. It was all he could do to keep from collapsing his full weight on his sister, but he maintained, meeting Wanda's kisses with equal fervor.

At some point, they would need to part and go back to their separate rooms, but for now, they could hold one another and give each other pleasure until there was no time left. Panting slightly, he turned his head to lose himself in his twin's eyes.

"I love you, too. I love you, too."

Wanda greedily took in those words, letting them burn in her memory as they rode out their high together. She didn't want her brother to go. Not just yet. No, she couldn't withstand the thought of parting from him. But, they did need a moment to rest. She began to roll on her side, trying to guide Pietro to do the same. His arms had to be tired from holding himself up.

"Don't leave...not yet.." she whispered in a pleading voice. Her eyes looking up at him in hopes he would listen. Chances were he would. He hated being apart from her just as much as she did.

As always, where Wanda led, he followed-- and when she shifted to lay on her side, Pietro did as well, his arms and shoulders grateful for the chance to relax. Since the moving and the fact that he was still recovering from his orgasm meant that his cock slid free of his sister's body, Pietro took the chance lay on his back so that she could mould herself against his side, inviting her to lay her head on his chest.

"I'll stay as long as I can," he promised his twin.

( Kurts or AU'd siblings. )

( au/crossover; all terrible, all the time.

i'm serious. she's awful and abusive. )

[[Leaning towards the options that suggest a healthy-if-forbidden relationship with her sibling.]]

[ cross canon/aus are great but i'd kill for a ramlethal ]

[Lonely little brother. ]

[Hansel or an AU sibling]

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The family business

sam winchester ♱ supernatural ♱ m/f

Pietro Maximoff * MCU * M/F

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rogue ● x-men: evolution ● f/m

mitsuko souma. battle royale. ota

Sona Buvelle | League of Legends | F/M pref

soleil ☼ fire emblem fates ☼ f/f

Elphelt Valentine ❤ Guilty Gear ❤ OTA

A-ya | Shuuen no shiori | M/M

Gretel | H & G: Witch Hunters | ota