Warning: Mature Scenes, Incest, Smut
Requested By Natalie
I awoke at midnight, the summer heat affecting my sleep. I lounged around my room a little while, before I decided to see what was going on around the castle. I slipped on a light sweater, and closed the door quietly behind me, making sure not to make any noise. I wandered the castle, running into a few of the guards, but they let me slide, as I swore I was up to nothing. I wandered through the many corriders, and eventually found myself opening the door to my mothers old office. I was shocked to see Logan sitting there, a half drinking bottom of rum next to him, and his head in his head. I walked in quietly, and shut the door behind me, before walking over to him quietly and placing a hand on his shoulder.
"Logan?" I asked, he shifted, and looked up at me, his dark brown eyes were piercing.
"Are you alright?" I asked. He cleared his throat,
"Yes...I was just..Getting something to drink." He said, motioning toward the rum.
"I see that. Would you like help to your corrider? I can call a guard."I offered. He shook his head.
"That won't be necessary." He said, standing and walking toward the map in the middle of the room. I followed him with a confused stare.
"Logan, you know that you can tell my anything." I whispered, walking up behind him. He was much taller than me. I always liked that about him.
He slightly turned and looked down at me, a small smile spread on his scarred lips.
"I will tell you someday, sister. But for now, i think it would be best for you to go to sleep." He said. I frowned,
"Why can't you tell me now? I'm not 10 anymore Logan." I commented. Logan was silent for a moment, then looked at me for a time.
"Your right, your not a child anymore. Which means that you can make your own decisions." He said in a low tone as he turned toward me. He looked at me with something completely new in his eyes. They were darker, needier, and hungrier. I've only seen him slightly tipsy at the christmas party last year, and he wasn't nearly as drunk as he was now.
"Isabelle." He whispered huskily. I blushed, he had never used that tone of voice with me, ever.
He was reaching a hand out to touch me now, and when his palm made contact with my cheek, I closed my eyes. When I opened them, he was leaning closer towards me, the smell of rum lingered on his breath, and then he kissed me. Soft and gentle as his thumb stroked my cheek. I felt my face get more red, as I toke the chance and kissed him back, pressing my lips against his own. He continued as though it was nothing, gradually slipping his tounge in my mouth and exploring. I lightly moaned, never having the feeling of being kissed with such passion, and from my brother, to say the least. He broke away and kissed my cheek, to my neck, before whispering something in my ear.
"Are you all grown up now, Isabelle?" He asked, his other hand slipping around my waist and pulling me closer around his tall figure. I swallowed roughly, my legs weak from the embrace.
"Hmm?" He hummed against the skin of my neck. He gently kissed me against my collar bone and neck, emitting small moans from me. I hesitantly reached up and wrapped my arms around his neck, using his statuesque as support for my shaken body. Logan never eased, continuing to kiss me and touch me, his hands gently sliding up and down my waist while our tongues danced. I started to feel something I never felt before, I tingling, needy sensation to be touched in places I never would have done before. And appearently Logan noticed due to my body language. I was rubbing up against him, creating his now growing erection against my inner thigh. Logan smirked, and placed a finger under my chin, tilting my head.
"Do you want me?" He asked. I blushed bright red, but whispered,
"Yes." He then wrapped his arms around me, catching me off guard as he lifted my body off the ground and my legs wound around his waist. He walked over toward the map, where he gently sets me down on the flattest part, before leaning in and kissing me, tangling one hand in my hair and the other firm on my waist. I raised my legs and rested them on his hips, allowing him full access. I could already feel a large erection against my inner thigh, and Logan was beginning to kiss me with more fierceness and urgency. He started to push my nightgown up my slender legs, revealing my white lace underwear. Logan ran his hand up my leg, over my underwear and up my stomach, where his hand grasped my breast. I moaned in his mouth, pushed my hips up against his in need of him. I was being sucked in, not caring about the consiquences of my actions or anything past this moment. My first sexual encounter and my brother was the one to provide.
"Logan.." I moaned. And what made this more weird, was that I didn't feel off moaning out my brothers name in pleasure.
Logan started to grind against me, his rock hard erection rubbing against my core through our clothes. I bit my lip and moaned, never feeling this before in my life.
"That's right, your still a virgin." He commented darkly. I looked at him with need.
"I guess....We can fix that now." He added, trailing his hand down my chest and stomach, to the hem of my underwear. I watched his long fingers slip into my underwear, where he gently stoked me. I arched my neck and moaned, experiencing new pleasure as he touched me. I felt my face grow red as I thought of where he learned this.
He then slipped two fingers in me at once, breaking my hymen and taking my innocence. I flinched at the sudden intrusion, but moaned weakly when he started pumping them into me. He hooked his fingers, making me curl my toes and moan louder than normal. He kissed me at once when the noise emitted, and I felt him smirk in the kiss.
"I have always found you attractive, Isabelle." He whispered in my ear,
"Ah..." I moaned, grasping at his shoulder.
"And finally seeing you like this..Is a dream come true." He remarked huskily, increasing the speed of his fingers, and using his thumb to rub my nub. I wrapped my legs around him and cried out,
I then came for the first time, feeling an intense wave of pleasure drown me, and tingle me and wash me so that I was squirming underneath him, trying to get him to touch me in all the right places. When I finished, I was shaking, holding onto him and breathing roughly. He looked at my body, gently sitting me up and pulling the nightgown over my head. I blushed, as he slipped my underwear off as well, leaving me completely nude infront of him. I sat on the map, looking at his tall figure and erection screaming for attention. I reached out, almost like a child begging to be picked up, and brought Logan into another kiss, this time me leading. I gently nipped his lip, causing him to moan the slightest, before wrapped my legs around him and pulling him closer. My hands traced down his broad shoulders, down his chest, to his belt, where I hesitantly undid a man's belt for the first time. Logan continued kissing me, not paying any attention to my clumsy hands, and began leaning me back again, this time his hands running down my body where he grasped my legs and removed any clothing between us. I felt nervous, shaky and scared for this was my first time with a man. He moved forward, gently prodding, before slowly sliding into me. I gasped at the intrusion, moaning and cringing. Logan shuddered slightly, feeling my tight walls around him. He then leaned forward, my legs still gathered, while he ran a hand though my hair, his other hand supporting his weight. He held me in place as he gently started to sway his hips. I moaned at his movements, feeling his large member work into my virgin walls. Logan began to moan lightly, his movements picking up. When he had a hard pace, I began to hold onto his clothing, moaning almost uncontrollably as he thrust into me over and over again.
"Unhh.....L-Logan..!" I moaned, gripped his arms and feeling him thust into me with all his might. He was grunting, moaning and groaning as he pushed into me, his composure long gone as he desperately tried to reach his peak. He groaned loudly, covering my mouth with his as he climaxed, I followed soon after, moaning his name and gasping wildly.
I felt the tingling again, and I felt warmth, a warmth that spread though out my lower body. Logan was breathing roughly, his hair was a mess, and his overall appearence was rustled. I lay back against the map, not caring about the little mountains poking me in the back, or the fact that I had just had sex with my brother, I felt amazing. Eventually he helped me up, fixing himself up and allowing me to get dressed. He reached and cupped my chin, leaning down and planting a firm kiss on my lips.
"Goodnight now, Isabelle." He whispered.
Requested By Natalie
I awoke at midnight, the summer heat affecting my sleep. I lounged around my room a little while, before I decided to see what was going on around the castle. I slipped on a light sweater, and closed the door quietly behind me, making sure not to make any noise. I wandered the castle, running into a few of the guards, but they let me slide, as I swore I was up to nothing. I wandered through the many corriders, and eventually found myself opening the door to my mothers old office. I was shocked to see Logan sitting there, a half drinking bottom of rum next to him, and his head in his head. I walked in quietly, and shut the door behind me, before walking over to him quietly and placing a hand on his shoulder.
"Logan?" I asked, he shifted, and looked up at me, his dark brown eyes were piercing.
"Are you alright?" I asked. He cleared his throat,
"Yes...I was just..Getting something to drink." He said, motioning toward the rum.
"I see that. Would you like help to your corrider? I can call a guard."I offered. He shook his head.
"That won't be necessary." He said, standing and walking toward the map in the middle of the room. I followed him with a confused stare.
"Logan, you know that you can tell my anything." I whispered, walking up behind him. He was much taller than me. I always liked that about him.
He slightly turned and looked down at me, a small smile spread on his scarred lips.
"I will tell you someday, sister. But for now, i think it would be best for you to go to sleep." He said. I frowned,
"Why can't you tell me now? I'm not 10 anymore Logan." I commented. Logan was silent for a moment, then looked at me for a time.
"Your right, your not a child anymore. Which means that you can make your own decisions." He said in a low tone as he turned toward me. He looked at me with something completely new in his eyes. They were darker, needier, and hungrier. I've only seen him slightly tipsy at the christmas party last year, and he wasn't nearly as drunk as he was now.
"Isabelle." He whispered huskily. I blushed, he had never used that tone of voice with me, ever.
He was reaching a hand out to touch me now, and when his palm made contact with my cheek, I closed my eyes. When I opened them, he was leaning closer towards me, the smell of rum lingered on his breath, and then he kissed me. Soft and gentle as his thumb stroked my cheek. I felt my face get more red, as I toke the chance and kissed him back, pressing my lips against his own. He continued as though it was nothing, gradually slipping his tounge in my mouth and exploring. I lightly moaned, never having the feeling of being kissed with such passion, and from my brother, to say the least. He broke away and kissed my cheek, to my neck, before whispering something in my ear.
"Are you all grown up now, Isabelle?" He asked, his other hand slipping around my waist and pulling me closer around his tall figure. I swallowed roughly, my legs weak from the embrace.
"Hmm?" He hummed against the skin of my neck. He gently kissed me against my collar bone and neck, emitting small moans from me. I hesitantly reached up and wrapped my arms around his neck, using his statuesque as support for my shaken body. Logan never eased, continuing to kiss me and touch me, his hands gently sliding up and down my waist while our tongues danced. I started to feel something I never felt before, I tingling, needy sensation to be touched in places I never would have done before. And appearently Logan noticed due to my body language. I was rubbing up against him, creating his now growing erection against my inner thigh. Logan smirked, and placed a finger under my chin, tilting my head.
"Do you want me?" He asked. I blushed bright red, but whispered,
"Yes." He then wrapped his arms around me, catching me off guard as he lifted my body off the ground and my legs wound around his waist. He walked over toward the map, where he gently sets me down on the flattest part, before leaning in and kissing me, tangling one hand in my hair and the other firm on my waist. I raised my legs and rested them on his hips, allowing him full access. I could already feel a large erection against my inner thigh, and Logan was beginning to kiss me with more fierceness and urgency. He started to push my nightgown up my slender legs, revealing my white lace underwear. Logan ran his hand up my leg, over my underwear and up my stomach, where his hand grasped my breast. I moaned in his mouth, pushed my hips up against his in need of him. I was being sucked in, not caring about the consiquences of my actions or anything past this moment. My first sexual encounter and my brother was the one to provide.
"Logan.." I moaned. And what made this more weird, was that I didn't feel off moaning out my brothers name in pleasure.
Logan started to grind against me, his rock hard erection rubbing against my core through our clothes. I bit my lip and moaned, never feeling this before in my life.
"That's right, your still a virgin." He commented darkly. I looked at him with need.
"I guess....We can fix that now." He added, trailing his hand down my chest and stomach, to the hem of my underwear. I watched his long fingers slip into my underwear, where he gently stoked me. I arched my neck and moaned, experiencing new pleasure as he touched me. I felt my face grow red as I thought of where he learned this.
He then slipped two fingers in me at once, breaking my hymen and taking my innocence. I flinched at the sudden intrusion, but moaned weakly when he started pumping them into me. He hooked his fingers, making me curl my toes and moan louder than normal. He kissed me at once when the noise emitted, and I felt him smirk in the kiss.
"I have always found you attractive, Isabelle." He whispered in my ear,
"Ah..." I moaned, grasping at his shoulder.
"And finally seeing you like this..Is a dream come true." He remarked huskily, increasing the speed of his fingers, and using his thumb to rub my nub. I wrapped my legs around him and cried out,
I then came for the first time, feeling an intense wave of pleasure drown me, and tingle me and wash me so that I was squirming underneath him, trying to get him to touch me in all the right places. When I finished, I was shaking, holding onto him and breathing roughly. He looked at my body, gently sitting me up and pulling the nightgown over my head. I blushed, as he slipped my underwear off as well, leaving me completely nude infront of him. I sat on the map, looking at his tall figure and erection screaming for attention. I reached out, almost like a child begging to be picked up, and brought Logan into another kiss, this time me leading. I gently nipped his lip, causing him to moan the slightest, before wrapped my legs around him and pulling him closer. My hands traced down his broad shoulders, down his chest, to his belt, where I hesitantly undid a man's belt for the first time. Logan continued kissing me, not paying any attention to my clumsy hands, and began leaning me back again, this time his hands running down my body where he grasped my legs and removed any clothing between us. I felt nervous, shaky and scared for this was my first time with a man. He moved forward, gently prodding, before slowly sliding into me. I gasped at the intrusion, moaning and cringing. Logan shuddered slightly, feeling my tight walls around him. He then leaned forward, my legs still gathered, while he ran a hand though my hair, his other hand supporting his weight. He held me in place as he gently started to sway his hips. I moaned at his movements, feeling his large member work into my virgin walls. Logan began to moan lightly, his movements picking up. When he had a hard pace, I began to hold onto his clothing, moaning almost uncontrollably as he thrust into me over and over again.
"Unhh.....L-Logan..!" I moaned, gripped his arms and feeling him thust into me with all his might. He was grunting, moaning and groaning as he pushed into me, his composure long gone as he desperately tried to reach his peak. He groaned loudly, covering my mouth with his as he climaxed, I followed soon after, moaning his name and gasping wildly.
I felt the tingling again, and I felt warmth, a warmth that spread though out my lower body. Logan was breathing roughly, his hair was a mess, and his overall appearence was rustled. I lay back against the map, not caring about the little mountains poking me in the back, or the fact that I had just had sex with my brother, I felt amazing. Eventually he helped me up, fixing himself up and allowing me to get dressed. He reached and cupped my chin, leaning down and planting a firm kiss on my lips.
"Goodnight now, Isabelle." He whispered.