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A Bite of Family Love

Carlyle moaned louder as he pushed harder an faster. She held onto him tightly, feelng her juices moving out of her already and she wasn't thinking it was water. She moved faster on him too nad groaned deeply, tilting her head back. She was already so close to her end and it was hard to contain it. When she did actually cum, she held onto him tighter, resting her head on his shoulder.
 
He moaned as he felt her end, slowing just a bit as he kissed her neck up to just below her ear,"Done already sister...?" he whispered softly as he continued to push into her, grinding a bit with each thrust to rub around inside of her, teasing all areas that he could,"I do believe we just started..." he said as he started to speed up, pushing himself deeper and harder into her as he sucked gently on her neck.
 
"Don't...." She whispered, feeling too embarrassed. She couldn't help it. Besides, it's a true statement when a girl can orgasm more than a guy. "I couldn't help it." She moaned, as she pushed him back and then cleaned her body. She got out of the shower, the mood ruined since she felt embarrassed. Once she was clean she got out, not saying anything to him and just grabbed a towel, dying herself and then walked back out into her room and started to get dressed, putting a dress on and did her hair. Her eyes were watery, not from the shower but because they just were. She sniffled and blinked her eyes a bit, drying her hair and then combing it a bit harshly. Her mind was somewhere else.
 
He saw that she was preoccupied and moved, slipping out of the shower with her. He dried himself off and grabbed some clothes, moving over to her and wrapping his arms gently around her. He could tell that she was upset still at their mothers passing, and he wish he could do more for her. He closed his eyes softly,"I'm sorry..." he whispered softly to her,"I'm so sorry..." he said as he just held her to him, his eyes closed softly as he didn't really expect her to say anything to him.
 
It wasn't that she was just upset about their mother's death but she was so embarrassed how he just pointed that out. It was embarrassing and it wasn't her fault. He made her feel really good and lets just say she was still really sensitive since they just had a round before the shower. "Don't do that again." Her voice was shaky. "It's not my fault. It's yours. You make me feel good and I was still like...sensitive from the other round. Do not rub it in my face that I--before you." She couldn't even say the words. She pointed her index finger out at him, her lips quivering a bit, feeling like a little girl again and she looked like one when she was trying so hard not to cry and had this pouty face on.
 
He held her softly to him,"I'm sorry..." he whispered again, still holding her. He didn't know that he had made her so upset with just a small tease. He laid his head gently on her shoulder,"I won't do it again... I swear..." he said as he kissed her shoulder gently. He felt bad, bad that he had upset her, bad that he had made her look like that. He opened his eyes slowly,"If you want me to go... I will..." he said, not wanting to, but unsure how she wanted it to be.
 
He could tease her but not right now. Now was the worst of all times given everything. Wiping her eyes and not letting herself shed a tear, she looked at him and swallowed hard. "It's hard right now. Now of all times. You make me feel amazing though and take away all the pain. I don't want you to go." but it seemed hard to hold back those tears when they just wanted to come out and roll down her pale cheeks. "Being alone is the last thing I want..."
 
He saw the tear and he moved, gently wiping it away,"You're so strong..." he whispered to her,"Stronger than I could ever be..." he said as he moved, kissing her lips softly, holding her softly to him. He could feel the tears slowly starting to escape his eyes, he had to let loose, all the troubles, all the fears, everything he'd ever felt but couldn't show was coming out now.
 
Her arms moved around him and she buried her face into his chest, not wanting to cry anymore but in times like these, darker than their norm, it was hard to hold back. Her arms moved around his neck, she resting his head on her shoulder. He was the strongest of all though. And now, he just had to let loose. She rubbed the back of his head soothingly and her other hand rubbed his back. "Me? Strong? No...you are way strong, Brother. Trust me. but just let loose right now. It's allowed." She sniffled, kissing his cheek, keeping him in her arms dearly. He always took care of her and while she wanted to be cared for, it was time someone took care of him too and more closely and lovingly. It was her turn to pay it forward to him.
 
He let the tears fall, not speaking, not saying anything. He was always taught to be strong, to show no emotions. He had to be strong, but it was tough, tougher than he ever should've been. He missed his parents, missed his father most. He had wanted to be the one to fight him, wanted to get stronger than him. He held her tightly to him, his eyes closed as he tried to calm himself but was unable to do it.
 
Carlyle knew how strong he was, how their father had brought him up and expected him to be. It was tough and Carlyle had it easy since she was a girl though her only expectation was to be lady-like and not be flirtatious around men. She was lady-like but being how she was, she couldn't help but constantly flirt. It was in her nature. She sniffled again as she held him to her, kissing his cheek again and then his neck a bit, soothing and calming him just like he did for her.
 
He felt her kissing at his skin as he calmed slightly. It was different on his end, his neck not really a major spot for him as it was for her. He held her gently to him, his breathing soft and slow, just trying his best to calm down. He could smell her scent, and he recognized it immediately,"Black roses..." he whispered softly, he could smell it drifting softly through the window, dancing around the two of them, bringing them together.
 
Carlyle could feel him calming down and it was making her calm down too and it made her happy at that. She kept kissing his neck, then his cheek and rested her forehead to his, letting out a gentle content sigh and nodded. She looked up into his eyes and kissed him softly, resting her hands at the back of his head.
 
He kissed her back softly, holding her to him. His eyes closed gently as he held her. He never wanted to be away from her, she was all he had left now,"I love you..." he whispered gently to her,"Please... promise me nothing will ever happen to you..." he said as he opened his eyes, his ice blue pupils looking into hers,"Even if you don't mean it... just... I need to hear it..." he whispered.
 
He held her soflty, kissing her lips softly. She really was all he had left in the world. He knew he would have to provide an heir, but he wasn't sure he'd be able to touch another woman. He looked lovingly into her eyes, his lips pressed gently against hers as he held her. He didn't care what they would do right now, as long as he didn't have to let her go he could stay there for all eternity.
 
Neither did she. She didn't want to move right now. Staying in his arms like this was amazing. Perfect and completely blissful. All her life she was always so comfortable with her brother from day one and now they were lovers like this. It was definitely wrong but who was she to complain really? SHe was in love with him and that was the infinite truth.
 
He held her softly to him, not wanting to think, not wanting to do anything but stay in her arms. He didn'[t know what made him say it, but it came out before he could stop it,"Is this... right... sister...?" He asked, closing his eyes gently as he held her close to him, not knowing why he said it.
 
Carlyle bit her lower lip and blinked looking up at him. "Technically. Are you having doubts?" She asked quietly, stepping out of his arms and putting her arms around herself, looking up at him. She bit her lower lip again and hard and looked down. Perhaps she pushed him into this and they shouldn't do this. "Maybe we shouldn't do this..."
 
When he felt her move away from him he froze. He didn't expect it, he didn't know what to do or say. He heard her talk and he felt his body become heavy,'Doubts... fear... worry...' he thought softly to himself, he didn't know what to say. He just wanted to hold her, to kiss her, to love her. But his mind was saying different things, giving him different worries, different fears. He turned softly away from her, lowering his head a bit,"I..." he whispered, as if he was going to say something, but he froze, instead looking back a bit to her before rushing out of the room, closing the door behind him and running out to the garden, not knowing what to think or say, he just didn't know what to do... and that scared him far more than anything else.
 
Her eyes welled up again when he bolted out and she looked away, covering her mouth. She shook her head and just shook her head away of all those emotions and went to her door and locked it. She even put the chair from her desk to it to make sure it stayed locked and went to her bed. She lay down and curled onto her side, bringing her knees to her chest and shook her head. So stupid to think anything could happen. It was forbidden for a reason.

Then why did that moment hurt so much right now?
 
He stood in the middle of the garden, panting softly as he fell to his knees. He didn't know why he had said it, didn't know what had made him think that way. He closed his eyes softly, just wanting the pain to go away. He shut his eyes tight as he smelled it, the roses, the ones he'd smelled earlier,"No... NO!" he growled, opening his eyes. He had put so much work into those roses, all to make sure his sister enjoyed them, and now he had ruined everything. He ran over to them, starting to tear them from the ground, not feeling the pain, not feeling anything except the hurt in the heart he didn't have, shouldn't have. He was panting as he held the last one in his hands, the patch of earth where they had been torn up and messy as he looked up into the sky. The clouds had come without him noticing, and the rain was starting to fall. He watched as it fell onto his face, mixing with the tears that where falling from his eyes, the blood from his hands and arms dripping gently to the ground as he stood silently.
 
Taking in a deep breath, she got up and threw the chair out of the way and walked out. She walked to the person who'd settle her situations and also mentioned of a man who shared an interest in her. It was time to grow up and stop playing around. She'd be queen and she would need a husband. Knocking on the door, she waited for it to be answered. When it was, she bowed as he did too and walked in. "That man that you had mentioned to me a week ago." Already she could see the smile forming on his face. "I want to meet him and I believe you can set that up for me, yes?" She sat down, leg crossed and she had a serious and stern look on her face.

Colin nodded and he sat down at his desk. "What changed your mind, my lady, if I may ask."

"Certain events have changed my mind. My mother's death has finalized my decision. it's time to grow up and be a proper queen and I will see to it that my brother does the same for he is truly and officially the king of this kingdom." She told him. "He'll come around if he knows what's best for this kingdom." She was cold and harsh in her eyes. It meant that the heart she didn't have was shattered and it'd take a great force to mend it.
 
He lifted the last rose from the ground, staring at it gently. He could smell it scent, and he moved, slowly walking into the house. He could feel his blood dripping along the ground as he walked, but the maids and the butlers knew better than to come after him about it, seeing the look on his face. He was dead, not pysically of course, but emotionally. The only thing left of him was the flower he held in his hand, thorns sticking into his flesh, making blood drip more as he walked to his room. He placed the flower on the outside of his door, on the ground, where everyone could see it. It was no longer black, but now was a deep crimson red, stained from his blood but with some black showing through. He didn't care anymore, he sat on his bed, tears falling from his face as he listened to the rain hit his window, he wouldn't need to sleep when morning came, the sun wouldn't come out, not with as much sadness as was in him right now.
 
Once everything was said and done, she got up and nodded to him with a light bow and then walked out. She started for her room but then changed course to his, figuring he should know. She knocked on his door and then opened it nad leaned on it, not looking at him but letting her eyes cast downwards. "I talked to Colin. I told him to set up a meeting with the man he thinks would be a good husband. I just thought you should know." She walked in a bit and shut the door so no one would hear. "You know...I never said I wanted to for you to go." She took a look at him, seeing how bloodied up he was but she just looked away and turned and opened his door.
 
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