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Oh, Brother darling...(Lucid and Hahvoc)

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Hahvoc The Decepticon

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Rue woke with a start, which in turn almost caused her to fall off her bed. Catching herself, she sighed and rubbed the back of her head, which she had injured instead. Brother darling had come home late last night from drinking and she had waited until he was home before she went to bed. Sighing and blushing as she thought of her older brother, she couldn't help but feel that oh so familiar tingling between her thighs. Brushing back light brown strands from her face, Rue got out of bed with a yawn and full body stretch. The air was cold and chilled her naked skin until she slipped into a tight blue tank top and just as tight pair of sweat pants in black. She wanted to tempt brother darling into noticing her... Gasping lightly at the heated feeling she got, she felt her hands drifting to her waistband until she stopped herself. If she started that, she wouldn't come out of her room in time to make her brother breakfast!

"Focus, idiot. He needs you to make food, not jack off."

After having that little pep-talk, Rue exited her room, trying to be quiet so big brother could sleep. But oh, as she thought of him alone in that bed...possibly half-naked or...She shook her head of such thoughts before they could get the best of her. How embarrassing would it be if he caught in such a position in the hallway! But, she almost wanted him to. No matter, she thought with renewed vigor. It was time to make breakfast! As she came into the kitchen, she started rummaging for breakfast items that her darling might want, like eggs and bacon and maybe toast or something like that. She knew how much he could pack away! Perhaps she would make pancakes.

"Yeah! That sounds great. Big brother might want pancakes."

Smiling to herself as she thought of her brother in more of a maternal light, she started to rummage through the cabinets, standing on her toes in order to see into the dark recesses that were beyond her reach.​
 
Andrew groaned as he awoke several minutes after his sister. Andrew Penn was a man of tall stature, with pale skin, glacier eyes, spiky black hair and two eyebrow piercings. He coaxed himself out of bed, running a hand through his now messy spikes as he checked himself in the mirror. Three bruises on his chest, amongst the few scars. He usually spent his nights at an S&M club and was a switch. Being the sub last night was more fun than he had expected, but it had earned him more scars across his body.
Chicks dig scars.
Pulling on a hoodie and a pair of cargo pants, he blew on his hands in an attempt to keep warm before heading downstairs. He trotted down the steps, his boots making light thuds before he entered the kitchen. A bit startled to find his sister. As to why he was startled, he didn't know. She spent most of her time either in there or pressing her massive bust against his lightly muscled body.
"Morning." Andrew said in a low, gravely voice as he plopped down on a chair, putting his feet up on the small table.
 
"Get your feet off that table, Andrew!"

Rue muttered even as she continued to look about in the cabinet. She had heard him coming down the stairs and knew he would do that to the table. Again. Turning about, she had the pancake batter box in one hand and muffin mix on the other. Turning to her brother, she smiled at him with a blush as she set the ingredients down on the table. Turning her back to him, she combed her fingers through her shoulder length hair before speaking to him again in a light, pleasant voice.

"How was your night? And, oh. What would you like for breakfast this morning?"

She looked at him from over her shoulder, her blue eyes-so much like his own- focusing on his face. She felt herself sighing lightly in content a moment before she shook herself out of it and began busying herself with organizing the already organized containers she had placed on the counter.​
 
Andrew grumbled halfheartedly as he did as told. Rue kept a clean house, and while he respected such a thing he wished she wasn't so strict about it. He loved his sister to bits, as she had been kind and benevolent on the rare occasion that he OD'ed and even went so far as to worry about his drug habits, something no one did.
"It was nice, I want pancakes." He wiped his mouth and face. Andrew had left such habits behind, but he still did a line or rolled a joint every once in awhile. For old times' sake. Andrew groaned as the groggy feeling refused to fade away.
"Make some coffee too." He added, slapping himself in an attempt to get rid of the numbness. Andrew was in no way a morning person. As he watched his sister look at him from behind her shoulder with such a loving gaze, he was reminded of a similar look a girl had given him the night before.
"Chloe was at the party last night. I think she's crazy into me." Andrew knew nothing of his sister's infatuation with him, mostly because he wasn't very intuitive.
 
She smiled to herself when he did as she asked. Shuffling around items on the counter and putting some away that weren't necessary, Rue tied her hair back into a half-pony tail to keep it out of her face for when she started cooking. Her attention was caught when he spoke in that still groggy tone and she felt another blush blooming across her cheeks. But she kept it hidden by keeping her mind on the wonderful process of cooking.

"Pancakes coming right up!"

When he added that she should make coffee, she had an idea that his night had been rough. Taking on a more motherly persona, she turned to look at Andrew with a serious face as she leaned back against the counter. She crossed her arms as she spoke. Her expression was of soft concern.

"Nice night, huh?"

Her lips were pulled into a frown until she heard him speak about Chloe. She never really liked Chloe, but if Chloe was focused on her brother, well, she didn't want that! But, she did love her brother and wanted him happy...Sighing lightly, she tugged on some strands of her hair to keep her slight jealously and anger under control. She needed to be maternal, not the infatuated sister at the moment.

"Chloe, huh? Do you like her?"

She turned around again as she tore open the pancake box with a little more force than usual. It tore loudly, but thankfully nothing exploded. She tore the box into little bits as she thought about Chloe and her brother kissing, and touching, and lots of other things. It didn't sit in her stomach well, but she would hide it for his sake. Even if she craved him more than she should..Throwing away the torn up pieces, she gave him a cute smile as she started mixing up the ingredients for the pancakes.​
 
"Yeah, she's awesome. Plus, her knockers are huge." He mumbled, walking to the sink and throwing some water on his face. That seemed to take care of the problem as he looked out the window, wiping the moisture off his skin with some paper towel. His glacier eyes nonchalantly watched her tear the box open and start mixing the batter, an irritated expression on her face. Andrew watched her slender hands mix it.
"So... What happened with you and Lou?" He asked, pacing around to keep himself awake. Andrew's love for his sister was somewhat indifferent, as she loved him enough for the both of them. There were even times when he thought of her as a mother rather than a sibling. She sure played the part well.
 
"Lou?"

She asked lamely. It took her a moment to remember who he was talking about it and could have kicked herself when she finally did remember. A sort of sad expression became apparent on her face, but soon she just gave him a light smile.

"Eh, nothing much.'

After she was done mixing the batter, she put a pan on the stove and turned it on to the right temperate. She went to the fridge and grabbed the butter, cutting a chunk and placing it on the heated pan. She had been too busy thinking about her brother with Chloe to even think about Lou. She sighed at the thought as she poured pancake batter onto the flat pan. She made four medium sized pancake blots. Grabbing a spatula, she made sure to check the bottoms. The temperature was a little too hot and so she turned it down some. Going to the coffee maker, she filled in the container for water and put in the filter and beans. Turning on the machine, she let it run as she went back to check on the pancakes. All the while she had been humming, trying to ignore all unpleasant thoughts.​
 
Andrew looked at her for a long moment as she dismissed Lou so readily. It was his impression that they were madly in love. She didn't have much friends and neither did Lou, so he wondered what could have made them be so careless towards each other. Andrew sat down as she served breakfast, stuffing his mouth with pancakes as he took sips of the coffee. He wolfed down the entire meal in a few minutes and started washing his hands, "Nice job." He complemented as he swallowed forcefully, some pancake still stuck in his throat.
"So, are you looking for anyone new?"
 
Cleaning up the mess she had made of the counter, Rue wasn't sure what to say. She and Lou had more or less been close, but she wasn't sure of what their relationship was. Considering she basically had only eyes for Andrew, she hadn't wanted to hurt Lou in any way. In fact, she had tried and tried to forget her feelings for her brother by spending almost all her time with Lou. He had accepted that from her, but he hadn't really known the reason. Sighing lightly as she finished the clean up, Rue ate a few pancakes herself and forced down some coffee. She wasn't much of a coffee fan, but she didn't feel like getting anything else to drink. Thinking about it now, she wasn't sure what Lou expected of her. They had gotten into a rather big fight the other day, which had been part of the reason why she couldn't sleep. But she didn't want Andrew worrying. The fight had been her fault anyways.

Washing up and putting the plates away, she looked to Andrew when he asked if she was looking for anyone new. She couldn't even answer that question, but she still blurted out a quick "no." She hadn't meant to, but the way he had looked in the light had caused her arousal to perk back up along with all her other infatuations for Andrew. She was almost relieved that he didn't know. It also killed her that he had no clue. Would he reject her? It was basically just the two of them after all. Shaking her head to clear away the bad thoughts, she sipped her bitter coffee to keep her mouth busy lest she say something she might later regret.

"So...Are you and Chloe gonna hook up?"

She almost choked on her coffee when she said the last part, but she managed to say what she needed.​
 
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