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Hunter Dale ([info]loyal_hunter) wrote in [info]noctemrp,
@ 2012-06-19 23:00:00

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Entry tags:character: fawn dale, character: hunter dale, location: dale estate, thread: complete

WHO: Fawn and Hunter
WHAT: Hunter has a dream
WHERE: Dale home, Serenity Village
WHEN: Tuesday night
WARNINGS: Sexual imagery, incest imagery



Even as he slipped between the cool cotton sheets, Hunter was of two minds about being home. He knew that Fawn was happy to be back where they belonged, sharing their bed as they always had. He was happy as well, but it was tinged with nervousness. For a week now, he had been plagued with dreams, night after night. They never seemed to end, waking him with a start and leaving him exhausted. Hunter prayed to his Gods that the dreams would end, now that he was back with his sister. Perhaps it was just absence making the heart grow fonder. Yes, it must have been.



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[info]loyal_hunter
2012-06-20 02:07 pm UTC (link)
Neither Hunter’s mind, nor his body, knew what sex felt like. He was a virgin in every sense of the word and held a personal distaste of pleasuring himself. Despite this clear lack of actual knowledge, Hunter’s mind was doing it’s best to fill in the gaps. Dream Fawn, who had been lifeless in his arms up until now, opened her eyes, looking up at him in a way that made Hunter fill with a curling heat. It was new and uncomfortable, like a itch that couldn’t be reached to scratch it. Fawn’s hands roamed his body, trailing first over his stomach and then lower, wrapping around the length of him. Hunter groaned at the contact, both in and out of his dream.

“Fawn...” he whispered, leaning in to kiss her. This was the part of his dream that never changed. They had been getting more and more graphic, but in each one he always kissed her. Ever since that night they had danced together.

The dream shifted again and they were both laying on their favourite patch of grass in the forest. Fawn pulled him on top of her, pressing his hardness between them. Their clothes were gone entirely and Hunter could see his twin sister’s body laid out underneath him. His waking mind knew that it was nothing he hadn’t seen before. They had bathed together as children, and he still caught the occasional flash of forbidden skin as she changed. But now she lay underneath him as a lover, not just a sister, though perhaps she could be both. Hunter’s body, waking and dreaming, moved to cover hers, his mind giving him the feeling of burying himself between her legs, though it was only the pressure of their bodies that provided the sensation..

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[info]fawn_and_flora
2012-06-20 09:03 pm UTC (link)
The sound of his groan rumbled through his chest, stirring Fawn to the waking world again. It was a strange sound coming from him and she wondered if he was having a nightmare?

Fawn shifted so she could see his face, but it resulted in her a bit more firmly on top of his chest. He seemed still deep in slumber and nothing seemed wrong though, but she also felt the hardness against the inside of her theigh more firmly now and froze in surprise.

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[info]loyal_hunter
2012-06-20 10:38 pm UTC (link)
Hunter began to thrust against his sister's body in earnest, looking deep into her wide, hazel eyes. His mind fed him images of the two of them, loving each other, making love to each other. It was all incredibly overwhelming. Hunter could feel the deep twist of an orgasm start to build up in the deepest part of his stomach. Dream Fawn called out his name, writhing with pleasure, her hair spilling onto the grass.

"Fawn..." he groaned, moving faster, seeking out the last moments that would bring him to the edge. He grabbed her roughly by the shoulders. "My beautiful, yes, sweet..."

His toes curled as Hunter's body finally tensed and stuttered, spilling his seed between their bodies, just as he awoke with a shock, to look deep into his twin's wide, startled eyes.

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[info]fawn_and_flora
2012-06-20 10:53 pm UTC (link)
His body began to move under her, rocking slightly. Fawn still wasn't sure that it wasn't a nightmare since he didn't move in his sleep any other time. She tried to move to sit up right and wake him up. The arms that were around her wouldn't though. Instead they pulled her more firmly against him, letting her legs fall to either side of him.

He was rocking harder against her now as she could feel his hard on pressing against her, making her gasp out in surprise and a shot of pleasure that ran through her at the feel of him. She tried to squirm away, but that just drew a groan from both of their lips. That shouldn't feel so good! That was her brother, her brother who was obviously dreaming about someone...

"Fawn." He groaned out, moving harder against her. He was dreaming about her as he ground into her! The thought matched with the movements drew the smallest moan from her. This shouldn't be happening, but every time she tried to move, pleasure and heat stilled her. She was only making it worse by moving, or was it better?

Fawn bit her bottom lip as she gave in a little and moved against him slightly. Her breathing coming in short, scared pants. With each move, her mind repeated that it was wrong, but it felt so good as it was building.

The sudden cease of movement followed by the wet warmth scared Fawn into stopping and looking straight down at her brother with wide eyes for half a second before immediately pushing herself off and away from him to hurry away.

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[info]loyal_hunter
2012-06-20 11:05 pm UTC (link)
Horror and shame flooded though Hunter, in equal measures, as his mind cleared. It had been a dream, but not just a dream... Fawn had been awake. She had been awake, and he had touched her, and... oh god.

"Fawn!" he called out, as she fled from the room. Sitting up, he couldn't help but cringe at the feel of the mess, now cooling on his stomach. He fumbled for his wand and vanished it away, before falling back onto the bed. How could he have done something so vulgar? Fawn would hate him forever now. Hunter buried his head in the pillow, trying to erase the dream images from his mind.

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[info]fawn_and_flora
2012-06-20 11:17 pm UTC (link)
What had happened? Fawn was trembling as she fled into the bathroom and shut the door behind her, praying that Hunter had stayed in the room. Slowly she down and back against the door as she tried to think. He had been dreaming. He had been dreaming about her and that had made him hard. He had been hard and pressing against her, rocking in a mockery of sex.

Fawn's thighs pressed together in an attempt to relieve the heat that was still pooled there. The heel of her palm pressed down in her lap and for a moment, it felt better. She could still remember the sensation of his hard on pressing in places that had never been touched like that before. His hands had held onto her tightly, strong and stable as her brother always was.

A moan escaped her lips as her legs opened enough for the heel of her hand to press against her core.

What had he been dreaming exactly? Had he dreamed her naked in his arms, both their bodies covered in sweat. Hunter's lips slanted over her's again like they had been at the club, tasting, taking her first kiss without remembering.

The movements of her hands sped up as another soft moan escaped her lips.

It had felt good, almost right to rock against him like that. It was wrong though. That was her brother and thinking of him like that was sick. But Fawn hadn't stopped being able to think about how that kiss had felt since that night and no matter how hard she tried to banish it from her mind, she couldn't stop thinking of how he felt rocking against her now.

The heel of her hand rubbed faster and harder as tears started to form at the corners of her eyes. A moment later, Fawn cried out and slumped forward slightly to cry.

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