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Love between cousins. (Darkness and PickleChiffon)

He knew what she was talking about, which he was trying to hold back on it. They were related, but if it was to help her out, then he might as well. He looked at her and held her hand tightly. He leaned his head in and puckered his lips. He closed his eyes and their lips met. For a moment, everything stopped. It was as if everything was perfect and should stay as it is. He held on to the back of her head as they kept their lips locked for a couple more minutes. When he pulled his lips away from her, he swore she looked even more beautiful than ever. "August, let's get out of here."

He held her hand as they quickly ran for the door. Not caring if her friend or that guy would be chasing after them. They headed to her car and they got inside. "Let's go home." He smiled at her.
 
Her heart was pounding. That should not have felt as good as it did. Her legs wobbled as she followed him out to her car. She waved at the gape mouth Rachel, and said a silent prayer that it was too dark in the club for anyone to have gotten a good look at Jason.

It didn't even feel like she was breathing until she closed the door to the car and they were half way out of the parking lot.

"Well, thank you love for the best rescue a girl could ask for." She squeezed his hand smiling at him as they made their get away. The short drive home seemed ladden with things unsaid, the silence deafening. She parked in the drive, and let them into the house. Her lips still tingleing from their shared kiss. As she locked the door behind her, Jasonhad his back to her.
"Jason," she said softly,waiting for him to look at her.
 
Their car ride home was pretty silent. When they got home he heard her faintly call for him. He felt strange the whole car ride home. After that kiss, he wanted to be with her, be he knew that it couldn't happen. He turned around, and looked at her. He wanted to hold her, but wasn't sure if he should. "Yea?"
 
August rolled her tongue over her lower lip, making a quick choice. He'd done awonderful job of saving her from a night of fending off a date she hadn't really been set on having. She wanted to show him some sort of appreciation for being her knight tonight. Before she thought about it too much, she reached for his hand and pulled him towards her, looping his hand around her hip. She looked into his eyes, seeing shock and pleasure? she hopped it was pleasure, oh god given what she was going to do she hopped it was pleasure. She stroked her left hand down his cheek, tipping his face down to hers, she pressed in closer and set her lips against his, kissing him, truely and honestly. The kiss deepened of it's own volition, and she didn't stop it, until she felt her head spinning. She broke away, her breasts strainning heavily against her shirt.
"Thank you Jason, for everything tonight." She stepped out of his embrace, smiling as she looked up at him. She moved past him to the hall to her room. She looked back over her shoulder to find him watching her, nearly stunned. "And just so you know. I love the way you say my name, but if you weren't my cousin, I totally would be stripping right now and taking you to bed." She winked at him and closed the door to her room.

She leaned against the door with a heavy thud. Her heart was pounding. Did she just do that? Oh yeah, she totally did just tell her little cousin she wanted to fuck him. August shook her head. Not the smartest move on her end, but she hopped it would give him a little something for rescuing her. If he wasn't related. She raised her eyes to the ceiling, thankful again that the bar had been too dark for anyone to get a good look at him, he looked older in the lack of light, dangerous in a sexy kind of way, and she had loved seeing him come looking for just her. August slowly got undressed, she wondered if she'd just made the biggest mistake of her life.
 
Jason was in total shock, he was speechless. Did she just really do that? When his mind finally came to place, he couldn't describe how he was feeling. He felt dirty, violated, embarrassed, but at the same time, he felt happy, love struck, like he was in heaven. He wasn't sure what to do about it. All he knew was that he wanted to see Gus again. He wanted to talk to her.

He went to her door and knocked on it. "Can I come in? I want to talk. Don't worry, I'm not mad, I just want to see you." He said, praying that she would open the door. He had these feelings for her as well, and he felt like he should get them off of his chest, he didn't want her to feel like she was the only one.
 
August, yanked her night shirt over the emerald satin and black lace bra set she had been wearing fast, as the door vibrated with the knock. She paused for a moment, chewing her lower lip in debate, wondering if it would be better just to sleep off this haze and deal with the ramificaitons of tonight tomorrow rather than risk getting in further over her head. Unfortunately she was never one to run from things, and cursing herself she opened the door. She looked at Jason, and crossed her arms under her chest, starting to speak for he did.

"Jason, I think maybe it's best if we forget tonight.....what?" August paused in the middle of her sentance. Obviously she'd grown another head in the course of five minutes given the way he was looking at her. She looked down, and blushed even deeper. Her emerald bra was completely visible under her flimisy night tshirt, she groaned, and would lay money if he could see the bra he could see the matching thong she was still wearing. Great this just went from bad to worse in seriously short order.
 
Jason looked away from her, not wanting her to get upset at him staring at her. He had to admit, that bra and tong looked good on her, even better without the shirt. "I-I wanted to see you. There's something I have to say to you." He didn't know how to let it out. He was now getting hard after seeing her underwear, which made things awkward for confessing to her. He then took a deep breath and closed his eyes. "I just wanted to tell you that I have these strange feelings for you too." He said quickly, then cringed. He was waiting for her to hit him or something.
 
Gus started at him, her hands now firmly on either hip.
"Look Jason," she started, but then noticed that his eyes were still closed. She sighed as she sat on the corner of the bed, her legs stretched out infront of her crossed at the ankles. "Please...look at me..." Her voice was soft and her request as just that. She hopped he'd comply, as she continued. "I appreciate you coming to rescue me, I loved it, but I think the moment got away from me. and I just wanted to let you know I really appreciated what you did...." she frowned, rubbing her temples. "Wait...what do you mean feelings too?"

She looked up at him, trying to be indifferent but her heart aching at the struggle he seemed to be having.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have kissed you like that," August stood, tugging the hem of her shirt down on the left side unitentionally causing it to ride up on the right, exposing the slightest bit of blacklace and a hit of emerald satin that caressed her hip and down the curve of her full ass.
 
He opened his eyes as tears started to flow. "I know, it felt so wrong, but at the same time, I wanted it to happen. I can't explain it, but over the entire time I've been here, I've been happier than I've been in a very long time. It might be because I'm free from my family, or that I just really missed you, but I've been so cheerful lately. When I kissed you in the bar, I held back. I wanted to kiss you longer, deeper, but I had this tugging feeling that I shouldn't be doing this. And with you're kiss you gave me a moment ago, I thought I could at least feel comfortable with telling you this." He said as more tears flowed. He noticed the side of her ass, and he liked it, but he didn't care at the moment. He was pouring his heart out, and was now thinking that doing so was a big mistake. He was afraid that she wouldn't look at him again, that she'd make him leave.
 
August sighed, this was not going well. She moved closer to him, the air between them humming.
"Sweetheart," she reached out and tipped his chin up. "I think we are both overly tired, and I think that given the situation in the bar...well like I said, if you were not related to me, we'd be doing something entirely else than talking, I've missed you too, but I think neither of us is thinking overly rational at the moment." She stroked the pad of her thumb over his cheek, fighting the urge to lean in and kiss his tears away.
"Tonight is your second night here, and it's been a pretty late one. Jason," she said his name softly, looking into his eyes smiling. "I am glad you are here, and happier than I've been in a while to have the company, I think we are both just a bit overwhellmed."
She was trying to sound rational, she couldn't stand to see him cry, it was like each tear was a knife in her heart. She didn't know where things were going to go, but she knew they were not about to get solved tonight.
She looked up at him again, damn he was cute., if only he wasn't who he was. Her mind wandered back to the dream she'd had earlier, she knew tonight it would definately be his face she saw.
"Friends?" She leaned in to hug him, standing a bit on her tiptoes. "I am going to Hell, but you are very cute hun, I truely meant what I said."
 
Jason tried very hard to stop the tears. "Yea, friends." He said, with a smile coming across her face. "Well then let's go to hell together. I think you're gorgeous, and incredibly sexy." He teased as he started to laugh a bit. He wanted to say more, but figured that they should be saved for another time. They were both tired, and he was afraid of seeing her cry. The look on her face told him that she didn't like seeing him like this. If he kept going, she might cry, then he'll cry harder, then she'll cry harder, and they'll cry throughout the night. He held on to her. Knowing that this hug was so comforting to him. He felt like he could fall asleep in her arms right now.
 
August relaxed as his arms went about her waist, though she blushed into his shoulder knowing he had to be able to feel the T of her thong, just where his hands fell. Her heart was pounding. She wanted to kiss him again, wanted to take him to bed, wrap herself around him, and tell him it would be okay and fall asleep like that. She sighed, gently rubbing her hands over his back, chewing her lip, trying to decide. It thrilled her to know, to hear him say he thought she was sexy, and gorgeous- it had been a very long time since a guy had made her feel the way Jason had tonight. She felt herself be pushed a bit closer to his body as they hugged.
"Jason," she pulled back to look into his face. She was glad to see his eyes were dry, the look in them made her catch her breath though. She looked away, down between thier bodies, his arms still about her waist, and hers on his shoulders. She noticed from this angle because he was just a bit taller than her, he could see down her shirt, the swells of her breasts visible to him. She met his gaze again, cheeks flaming deeper than she knew she could blush.

"Jason, I am so flattered, I...think though tonight, you need sleep, and so do I." She leaned back into him her chest pressing tightly against him, her cheek pressed against his as she whispered softly in his ear. "Tomorrow will have a different prespective on this, rather than right now, where we are both really charged up. But you need to know right now, if I was a weaker person, I would be begging you to make this ache you caused go away." She kissed his cheek softly, just the faintest of brushes with her lips. Then she dropped her arms and made to step back, out of his embrace.
 
Jason looked at her and tried to smile. "Ok then, I'll just go to bed then." He watched as she left his embrace, he wanted her back in his arms, he wanted her more, but he knew it couldn't happen. He shouldn't be fooling around with his own family. He headed out of her room and towards his. Before entering, he turned to look at her and smiled. "Goodnight August." He then went in and closed the door. He didn't feel like changing clothes, he just collapsed on the bed. He wasn't sure if he should cry or if he should start punching something, or if he should be happy. He just technically got rejected, but she didn't hate him or make him leave. All he knew was that things are probably going to be pretty different now.
 
August watched him descend into the safety of hisroom. Why did she feel as though she'd just kicked a puppy? She removed her thong and then shrugged out of her bra. She looked at the clock and reached for the cell.

Do you hate me?

She hit send then searched her contacts for the call in number. She dailed it and left the message. Family emergency need two sick days. Will be back on schedule as planned.

She looked at her phone, knowing he was likely still awake. She shouldn't be playing with fire....she knew if he responded she'd go to him, and not leave. Her body was humming with desire, she could feel the ache in her course through her entire body.
 
Jason was lying in his bed, not tired. His eyes wide open. He thought he should do something to help him fall asleep, or at least take his mind off things, but he didn't want to. He just didn't feel like doing anything. He then heard his phone vibrate, seeing it was Gus texting him. He read the text. She was asking if he hated her? He quickly replied to the text. "I'd never hate you. I'm just a little lonely." He sent the twxt back to her as he continued to lay on his bed. No covers, no pajamas, just laying on top of his bed with the clothes he wore when he danced with her. He still had her scent on his shirt. He felt like he could hold her in his arms again, but when he reached, there was no one to hold on to. He felt so cold inside.
 
August glanced at her phone, relief washed through her when it buzzed with a reply. She read his response, her heart still heavy.

I called in for tomorrow. Are you. dressed still?

August flopped on her bed. What the hell was she doing? Oh who was she kidding? She knew. Getting up she padded to her door, phone in hand and opened it as quietly as possible. Closing it just as quietly, she waited for his reply, hopping she wasn't making the situation worse.
 
He looked at his phone and heard movement outside his door. He flipped it open and texted. "Yea, I'm just on my bed."

He sat up and opened his door to see her. It was dark, but he could tell it was her, who else would it be. He wasn't sure what to say to her. He didn't want to sound like he was mad, but he didn't want to beg for her to spend time with him. "Yes?" He asked, looking at her.
 
August jumped when he opened the door. She made her way to him, stopping just short of touching him.

"I took tomorrow off to deal with this...but tonight, I don't think I want to be alone either....." She looked at him, dying to reach out to him,but trying to retain her dignity.

"Can I come in?" She shivered just slightly as she waited for him to either welcome her or deny her. "I just..was hoping.." she struggled with her words. standing in the soft moonlight she was unaware her nightshirt was even more sheer, than when she'd had on her underwear. She raised her gaze to his, waiting and anticipating his response.
 
Justin wanted to see her badly. He quickly pulled her in and closed his door. He then stopped himself before he can get lost in the moment. "I expected to be seeing myself doing something like this, but I guess you beat me to it." Justin chuckled, referring to him being the one standing in her doorway. He looked away from her, noticing she was only wearing her nightshirt. He then took a pillow and threw it on the floor. "If you want to sleep here, I'll take the floor. I'd prefer you'd have the bed." He then sat on the floor and looked at her. "So what were you hoping for?" Trying very hard not to make himself sound like a jackass.
 
She sat down on his bed, ran a hand through her hair. She moved to tuck a leg under her, but thought beter of it, mainly because she realised from his point on the floor she'd totally flash him.

"I was hoping that..." She looked at him, and swallowed hard. Yeah she knew why she'd come knocking, and now that she was here face to face with him, she was chickening out. She should have stuck to texting him, and flirting that way. She smiled at him, with an uncharacteristic shyness.

"I was hoping that you wouldn't sleep on the floor...I can go back to my room if that's what you are going to do." She sighed. Man, this wasn't going well, what was that adage? Out of the frying pan into the fire? She ran her hand back through her hair tersely, sighing.

"Do you have any idea what those kisses tonight did to me?" She looked down at him her hands playing with the hem of her shirt, twisting it to match her rolling emotions.
 
"I don't want you to leave. I can sleep on the bed with you if you want." He jumped on the bed with her, a little excited, but still concerned for what she wanted. "I'm sorry for reacting the way I did to those kisses. I know we were both tired, and kissing you made me a little too excited for things. I'm sorry and I won't do it again if that's what you want." He blurted out, thinking that was what she wanted. He just reconnected his relationship with her after so many year, and desperately didn't want to ruin it.
 
August shook her head. This really wasn't going well. Now that he was on the bed she turned to face him, tucking her left leg under her as she adjusted.

"That's not what I meant," she reached for his hand and took it in both of hers, her fingers lightly caressing his palm. "The first kiss out on the dance floor, I know it was for effect, but it made me tingle inside." She raised her eyes to meet his and she moved a bit closer to him so her leg that dangled over the edge of the bed was touching his and the one bent under her was touching his other leg.

"The second one though...." she paused again. She didn't want to frighten him, but she also need him to know she wasn't saying no either. She looked at their hands. "I'm sorry about that one because I took advantage of the situation, and part of me Jason, really wants to take advantage of this right here right now, and show you what it did to me."

She wondered if he would shrink away from her, or if he'd respond. He had said she was sexy afterall...she raised her eyes to his, and found his gaze on her chest. That at least made her smile, maybe there was hope yet?
 
Jason tried to stop himself from looking at her chest. "I think I know what you mean. After you kissed me, I wanted more of you so badly. I was ready to throw myself on to you and take you." He then held her hand tighter, smiling as he knew she still cared a lot about him. "I almost got lost in the moment. I just don't want to make things uncomfortable for you. That me staying here with you won't make a problem." He put his other hand on one of her legs, gently rubbing it. He was very tempted to slide his hand up her leg and under her shirt.
 
August shivered at the contact of his hand, warm and nearly searring against her cool leg. She moved her right hand down and covered it, sliding it a bit higher on her smooth thigh, so his finger tips brushed the hem of her shirt and soft warmer inner thigh.

"There isn't and won't be a problem with you here, unless you don't want to be here, but I want you here."

She lifted her other hand to touch his face, tracing his jaw line, and then the curve of his ear. She leaned into him, moving just slightly so his fingertips brushed against her soft manicured curls under her shirt. She whispered in his ear softly, "Jason, I think at that moment when we first broke appart, I wanted to be taken by you."

She held back from moving closer, knowing that if she did, his fingers would find their mark and proof of just how much those kisses affected her. As much as she wanted to show him, she was more than okay with his interest, she didn't want to push. This was going to have to be a mutual thing, though for tonight she would be just happy to kiss him and fall asleep craddled in his arms, no matter how wet she was, or how her body ached, she didn't want to make HIM uncomfortable.
 
He wasn't sure what to do. As his hand went further up her leg, he wanted to pull away, knowing how wrong it was, but he didn't care. He wanted this so much. He then leaned in and leaned his face against her's. "I don't want to leave. I love being here, I love being with you." He whispered into her ear. He then kissed her cheek and leaned in closer. "Well, what do you want me to do now?" He only wanted to please her. For now, as long as she was happy, he was happy.

He was starting to get hard at the thought of this, but didn't want to got any further if she didn't want to. He would do anything to keep them together for the night. As long as he held her in his arms as they slept, he'd be fine with not sleeping with her tonight.
 
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