Don't touch my sister she's mine...Marsoli and falling][angel

[Marsoli]

Alan watched the world running by outside the bus window as the flavor of the week next to him tried to wrestle his attention away from whatever was floating through his mind. For her,that was going to be nigh impossible since the night before had warranted an opportunity that had tickled his fancy quite well.

See Alan had a dark secret,a pretty big one that caused him to lose sleep on some nights in the most amazing fashion. Regardless of what beauty he was with,blonds,redheads,brunettes, his mind was always locked directly on one woman.

Alan was in love with his little sister.

He himself was a tall,brown haired young man with bright green eyes and a decent physique and was decent on the eyes. He stood roughly six feet four inches tall and weighed maybe 132lbs on a good day.

The night before however he had happened upon his sisters room,as he did every night and walked in under the cover of night,seeing her sleeping in her bed in the pale light of the moon outside her window. He had knelt by her bed like he always had and watched her sleep,fantasizing about being curled up next to her in bed with his arms wrapped around her. Protecting her.

What was different tonight was that as she rolled over when his hand brushed too close to her cheek as it often did and she rolled out of the blanket,giving him a nice view of her young chest.

The thought alone had been stuck with him all day dispite the fact that he was sitting with a wonderful redhead who had just broken up with him while he was ignoring her. "Wha?" was the single slack jawed word that came out before he was bombarded with a barrage of insults and words like 'no goals' 'space case' and 'limp dick' poured out at him. He didn't even bother arguing he just let her turn crimson and storm off to the other side of the bus.

"Twenty seven." He said to himself as he got off at his stop,took his cram bag from school down off the rack and slung it over his shoulder. College was close enough to home that he could rent from mom and dad while still going. It was heaven and hell,living at home was trouble with college but he got to be near her whenever he wanted. That was enough for him...for now.

He opened the door and without so much as a peep headed to his room,tossed his books on the computer chair and bounced into the bed,dug out a pack of gum from his cluttered headboard and began chewing it as he lay flat on his back,thinking again,staring at the mirror on his ceiling.

 

[falling angel]

Alan watched the world running by outside the bus window as the flavor of the week next to him tried to wrestle his attention away from whatever was floating through his mind. For her,that was going to be nigh impossible since the night before had warranted an opportunity that had tickled his fancy quite well.

See Alan had a dark secret,a pretty big one that caused him to lose sleep on some nights in the most amazing fashion. Regardless of what beauty he was with,blonds,redheads,brunettes, his mind was always locked directly on one woman.

Alan was in love with his little sister.

He himself was a tall,brown haired young man with bright green eyes and a decent physique and was decent on the eyes. He stood roughly six feet four inches tall and weighed maybe 132lbs on a good day.

The night before however he had happened upon his sisters room,as he did every night and walked in under the cover of night,seeing her sleeping in her bed in the pale light of the moon outside her window. He had knelt by her bed like he always had and watched her sleep,fantasizing about being curled up next to her in bed with his arms wrapped around her. Protecting her.

What was different tonight was that as she rolled over when his hand brushed too close to her cheek as it often did and she rolled out of the blanket,giving him a nice view of her young chest.

The thought alone had been stuck with him all day dispite the fact that he was sitting with a wonderful redhead who had just broken up with him while he was ignoring her. "Wha?" was the single slack jawed word that came out before he was bombarded with a barrage of insults and words like 'no goals' 'space case' and 'limp dick' poured out at him. He didn't even bother arguing he just let her turn crimson and storm off to the other side of the bus.

"Twenty seven." He said to himself as he got off at his stop,took his cram bag from school down off the rack and slung it over his shoulder. College was close enough to home that he could rent from mom and dad while still going. It was heaven and hell,living at home was trouble with college but he got to be near her whenever he wanted. That was enough for him...for now.

He opened the door and without so much as a peep headed to his room,tossed his books on the computer chair and bounced into the bed,dug out a pack of gum from his cluttered headboard and began chewing it as he lay flat on his back,thinking again,staring at the mirror on his ceiling.

Kayla had been home for a while, lounging on her bed, texting her friends and putting off doing her homework, when she heard the front door slam, then heard her brother Alan in the hallway. He always made a point of stopping in her room as soon as he got home, to say hi and to find out how her day had been. She wondered what had gone so wrong in his day that he would break his routine. Not only that, but there was no noise coming from his room. Usually, when he got home he would put some music on and you could hear the occasional beeps of his computer, but there was total silence today. Kayla got up off the bed. "I'd better go see what's up," she said, as she headed toward Alan's room.

The door was wide open. Alan was lying on his back, staring up at the ceiling and chewing his favorite spearmint gum. Kayla leaned on the door frame, arms folded across her chest, and watched him do nothing but chew for a minute before saying anything. "So... what's the matter? You didn't come by my room to see me, there's no music on and the computer is cold." No answer. She put her arms down and walked slowly over to the bed, where Alan still had not turned to look at her. She knelt on the bed next to him, reached down and shook his shoulder. "Earth to Alan! I know you're in there, I see you blinking and chewing. Come on, Alan! This isn't funny! You're scaring me!" Still no answer. Suddenly she flipped over and landed on him, straddling his belly. She leaned down and put her hands on his shoulders to shake him. "Alan! It's me, Kayla! Alan, come back to me!" she shouted frantically. Finally she felt her brother's hips move under her; at the same time, he put his hands on her waist as if to keep her there, and his eyes finally seemed to focus... on her. When she saw the look in his eyes, she didn't know what to make of it, and she thought about getting up and leaving, but she was afraid that he might slip back into whatever condition he was in, so she waited for him to speak.

 

[Marsoli]

Alan had been so deep in thought that,when he finally had been brought back from it he had reacted on instict,grabbing at her and gazing. He blushed furiously and pulled his hands off her hips,looking away. "Sorry..." He mumbled meekly and rubbed his fingers together,still savoring the bit of heat her body left,true she was straddling his stomach but he couldn't let it go too far. There were rules,weren't there?

"I'm fine,really. Just dealing with Rebecca's nonsense and her being a bitch." He said and thought for a moment. "Or was that Makayla? Amelia? Friggin hard to tell..." He muttered more to himself than anything. "Regardless...You're squishing my guts." He said,scooping at her butt to get her off,though his intent was far more than brotherly however passed off as though he was shooing her to get off him. "How was your day,sis?"