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Thread: A Crowning Taboo || Umbrale & PressHeart

The first set of words made her heart sink, Callie scrambling to prepare for the rejection that was sure to follow his words. The kiss to her cheek caused her to instantly flush, skin reddening as she tried to muffle a soft little gasp from her lips. Then he finished his thought... The smile on his lips cause one to spread across her own delicate features, a nervous little chuckle filling the space between them. Nervously she bit down on her bottom lip, chewing on it for a moment as she tried to make sense of...anything that was happening. Well then we have a bit of problem. There was a teasing to her words, a playful tone which she often had when speaking to her brother. There's only one thing that makes me happy. Callie didn't step back, but she leaned away from him, taunting him with the idea that she might be ready to run. That wasn't the case though, it was actually the last thing she wanted to do. And that one thing... Leaning back in she moved in closer than she has been before. Pulling herself up onto her tiptoes. Is you.
Thread: A Crowning Taboo || Umbrale & PressHeart

Troy couldn't help but give a soft chuckle back at his sister's teasing return of the joke. A smile spread across his own lips, even as his hands found themselves unconsciously traveling down the small of her back. There they clasped, just above her ass through the dress and gently pulled her up against him. It was a soft, but firm tug allowing her to feel the way their bodies conformed to one another. It was perfect to Troy the feel of his sister, the soft, scented aroma of her hair. He loved everything about her even her coyness. In fact, that teasing tone only seemed to excite him, and without thinking he leaned down, to meet her attempt moving up. His lips hovered just an inch from hers, the warmth of her body to his stirring the frenzied butterflies within him. Well, then... that's quite the predicament...
Thread: A Crowning Taboo || Umbrale & PressHeart

Time stopped. The way they were pressed against one another was not the type of embrace siblings should share. Callie couldn't help but notice how perfectly she fit against him, how strong and demanding his hands felt along her frame. And his lips, now so close to her own...hovering there as spoke. I guess it is... the words were a heated whisper. Troy would likely be able to pick up on the change in breathing. The once steady rise and fall of her chest becoming a bit more erratic. Something took over at that point, feeling that if she let this moment pass...it might never present itself again, and she had to know. Maybe it would break the spell, they would get some sense and realize this was a terrible idea. Or...something else would happen. Either way she moved that extra inch. It was hesitant at first, her lips gently grazing his as if asking a question. Just as when he had first touched her, a jolt of electricity ran through her body, a visible shudder running down her spine. As wrong as it was, it felt incredibly right in that moment, and she couldn't bring herself to pull away from him.
Thread: A Crowning Taboo || Umbrale & PressHeart

Troy let her close that gap, willingly let her breach that separation between them. The kiss itself made him glow white-hot inside, his pulse pounding in his throat at the sheer tenacity of it all. When she shuddered, though, when that electric feeling passed between them, he lost what little inhibition still remained within him. Slowly, as their lips brushed together, one of his hands rose from her lower back. Moving up to the back of her head, it settled, and openly in her hair--those flowing locks of crimson that had brought her only teasing--those cascading flames that he thought most beautiful, and let it lead her lips more forcefully to his. He melted his emotion into that kiss letting the tension of years slip between them. Nothing more to stop them now. He had crossed the line, and was afraid no longer for the chains that held them apart.
Thread: A Crowning Taboo || Umbrale & PressHeart

It wasn't until the kissed deepened that she realized how long she wanted this moment. Suddenly all their interactions, all the tension and awkward moments made sense. They had been dancing around it for years, too terrified to acknowledge it until it was threatened to be ripped away. A hand moved up into her hair, another shiver shaking her body, and her lips parted to let out a gasp of air. The action allowed the kiss to depend further, her own hands running up and over his shouldershoulder before clasping at the base of his neck. If someone were to walk in, there would be nice playing it off as an innocent embrace. Callie felt a need inside of her like never before, her whole body felt warm. Sure, she had misbehaved once or twice. Was caught kissing a young knight in a supply closet on her brothers birthday one year...which had ended in a very long lecture and her being quarantined in her room for a week. This was different. It wasn't a rebellious act, it was one of want and need. The kiss broke, Callie needing to catch her breath, feeling as though her lungs were on fire. That was...umm... The nervousness was now something else, more that of a smitten girl than a nervous sister. Even though she was very much aware that she had just kissed her brother...as though he were her lover...
Thread: A Crowning Taboo || Umbrale & PressHeart

Troy had only allowed her that one gasp through the kiss quickly recapturing her lips like a bottle of the finest wine that had escaped one's grasp. His tension and need flowed through it years of an emotion unformed. Now, it was full-blown, it was a pounding of the heart and mind and all-consuming blaze of passion for his sister. His own sister! When she pulled away, his own chest heaved lightly that breathless feeling of excitement pulling the very oxygen from his lungs. He was unaware of it--or rather, chose to ignore it around his sister, as nature had formed over time--but there was a pounding in his loins a rigid throbbing against flush sister, even through layers of cloth. What his mind found to be astounding, overwhelming in sensation, his body understood in carnal need. A-Amazing... astounding... beautiful... overwhelming... , he paused for a momet, bring the hand in her hair around to stroke lightly over one of her cheeks caressing the soft skin. ... Just like you, Callo... The childhood nickname sprung from his lips far easier than his sister's natural one. But, while still holding that childlike glee of a friend, forever, it held a huskier tone something of ownership. It was name for her, only for him. Naught another soul had, or would, use it, if he had a say in the matter.
Thread: A Crowning Taboo || Umbrale & PressHeart

As soon as he said her nickname, the name he had called her since she could remember, she couldnt help but laugh. A soft little giggle filling the room as a hand moved into hi hair for a moment before falling back to his shoulder. Slowly she lowered herself back onto her feet, Troy once again towering over her smaller frame. It made her feel small, safe...and something else she couldnt quite place. It had something to do with the way he had said her name, an ownership behind it that had never been there before...or she just hadnt noticed it. Flattery will get you nowhere. The smile was still on her lips, teasing him once again. Callies breathing was still ragged, especially as she noticed something rigid pressing against her stomach. The realization that she had caused such a reaction from her brother caused her heart to race once again, thudding against her chest as though it were trying to escape. This is crazy The princess lowered her eyes for a moment, but she didnt pull away from him. Couldnt pull away from him. Feeling as though if she did, that would be it. The moment would end as though it had never happened in the first place. There was no going back though, no possible way she could simply pretend it had never happened...that she didnt feel what she felt. A hand drifted down his chest, fingertips dragging along the fabric of his shirt, feeling the hills and valleys of the toned form beneath his shirt. What do we do now? Green eyes flicked back up at him, an unsure look on her face as her fingers came to rest at the waistband of his pants. It wasnt intentionally suggestive, but she couldnt help but blush at the timing of her question and the movement of her hand. You cant tell me that you dont feel it too...seeing as how the proof is pressed up against me right now. Callie stuck out her tongue at him, teasing him as always, only this time the subject matter was very different.
Thread: A Crowning Taboo || Umbrale & PressHeart

It was Troy's turn to acquire a blush steadily growing as her hand drifted down his body, to hook on his pants. By the time it did so, his face was a beet redhis demeanor softened just a bit under his teasing sister's influence. One of his hands moved from her, to run through his hair in an embarased fashion. While he did so, a sheepish smile grew on his face. W-Well... I don't know... , he trailed off for a moment, before looking down at her, giving a soft chuckle at it all. That vibrant, burning passion of a new emotion was still running through him, but as she would soon hear, I-I know you've fooled around with knights a few times... but, you know me... I've always been more interested in studies... , he didn't have much experience in the field. Hell, if she didn't know better, Callie could guess that was his first kiss. The rigidity pressed up against her, however, spoke a different story. Even if he didn't know what to do,his body seemingly did. The past's deep attraction had broken free of the bonds of non-tangible restriction.
Thread: A Crowning Taboo || Umbrale & PressHeart

Callie's eyes widened, surprised at his response. It was a little hard to believe, given how many women had fallen at his feet over the years. Although looking back, he has never seemed to pay much attention to the advances. At least not when she had been around. Maybe that was telling in itself. The mention of her past experience with Knights...well...it caused the shoes to switch feet as a wave of embarrassment washed over her. Remembering how angry everyone had been with her each time it happened. Well maybe the reason I fooled around with a few Knights is becuase you've been more interested in your studies. An eyebrow raised as she tugged at the waistband of his pants. Even though she was picking on him, there might have been some truth to her statement. The men she had chosen had all resembled Troy in some way, which she hadn't noticed at the time. So you should have been grounded too...since it's really all your fault. It felt like any other conversation, had it not been for the subject matter. How close they were standing to one another. The fact that she could still taste him on her lips. In that moment she had a rush of courage flow through her, that hand slipping lower, her palm pressing against the bulge in his pants. Are you thinking about your studies now? Smiling up at him she gently moved her hand, slow stroking motions along the hardened length she could feel through the fabric of his pants. It shouldn't be surprising that her teasing would bleed into every part of her life, even the intimate ones. It wasn't just teasing though, she was testing him, needing to see how he reacted to things, how many buttons she could push.
Thread: A Crowning Taboo || Umbrale & PressHeart

Troy couldn't help but laugh gently at her claim that those incidents were his fault. It was rubbish, really, but he still found her denial cute. The moment her hand began to slip lower, though, a noticeable shiver ran down his spine. Almost as soon as she touched the rigid length of jeans, his hips rocked upwards. Not forcefully, but just enough so, as to press that sizable tent more firmly into her grasp. It was subconscious in nature, but all the more satisfying. She could practically feel the warmth of it,through the thin, soft clothe. After a short breath, he turned his gaze back down to her, murmuring, O-Only my studies, of course... , he paused, and suddenly moved a hand up, ghosting his fingertips--that light, gentle touch, like a breeze in the making--down the crook of her neck, then among the seam of her dress, at the top. ... That's not to say that my studies... overlooked... values of the female persuasion... , he teased back. Despite the way he tried to return some power, it was rather clear that she held him in the palm of her hand. As before, when not confronted with a possessive challenge, he was like putty in her hands. Of course, it wasn't a literal stretch to say he was in her hand.
Thread: A Crowning Taboo || Umbrale & PressHeart

Callie was nervous, despite having some experience she wasnt well versed in anything she was doing. Never before had she been so attracted to someone before, his touch making her feel like she might actually melt into a puddle on the floor. Maybe it appeared that she had the power, but the reality was, she would do anything he asked of her in that moment. That wasnt something she was going to share though. We shouldnt be doing this. They both knew it was true, but it hadnt been said out loud and the princess felt as though it needed to be done, not that it changed the way she felt. It didnt make her want him any less. The floodgates had been opened, all those years of walking the edge without questioning or wondering why they were the way they were with each other. It all led to this moment. Right now though, she wanted to prove what she had said earlier, that she could make him happy. Stay right there. There was an almost seductive smile on her lips as lowered herself carefully to her knees. Keeping eye contact as she did so. If she thought about what she was doing she might panic, freak out and change her mind, so she ignored her thoughts and went with her instincts. Fingers hooked into the waistband of his pants and tugged them down, eyes widening as soon as she saw the rather impressive length that had been tucked away in his pants. Callie couldnt say anything, but the somewhat shocked look on her face said it all, but it wasnt enough to turn her away. A hand reaching up and wrapping around the shaft of his rigid cock with a soft little gasp from her own lips as her skin met his. Biting down on her lower lips she would slowly start to stroke him, her grip firm but not rough. Still thinking about your studies? There was a playful giggle that fell from her lips, as she peered up at him, Troy probably able to better make out the soft curve of her ample chest from his angle above her. Each breath pushing her sensitive flesh against the fabric of her dress, as though they were straining to be free. If you want me to stop, just tell me. The teasing was gone for a moment, the princess not wanting to push him into anything. Or force herself on him like some hussie. Callie wanted him to want her, and she knew she was coming on strong. Maybe so strong that she hadnt given him a chance to protest.
Thread: A Crowning Taboo || Umbrale & PressHeart

A soft, haughty laugh, drifted from his lips, at her proclamation that it was wrong. However, he couldn't help but playfully retort, Since when did we ever care about the rules? As kids they often got into trouble. Every warning not to go somewhere, was an invitation. Every rule,was a reason to break it. Now they were treading on an untouched ground for the two, and the electricity that coursed through them, existed as a testament to the wonder of it. When she told him to stay, he could only flush darker nodding at her command. When she so lewdly sunk to her knees, however, his heart leapt into his throat. Words were lost in the eroticism of what was happening enough so that her next question went unanswered. When her cute face appeared shocked at his size, that same spark of possessive need came over him to astound his sister so, in-size, the thought flamed his ego a touch. Just the warm friction of her hand wrapping around him, elicited a soft gasp from his own lips. Every concurrent strokes had his hips moving gently with them nothing more than a light rocking, but he couldn't help the boundless energy of lewd actions surging through his veins. His length schaft--yet another thing for most males to envy, if the kingdom knew-- throbbed with vitality rather hotly in her grasp almost yearning for her. Glancing down to take in her erotic visage--still clad fully in clothes, even she was as stunning as usual--with firm breasts clad restrainingly in that dress, was a tease upon itself. His hands, clenching and un-clenching with anxious need, eventually settled upon her head. Gently caressing one cheek brushing back a lock of her hair, anything his hands could otherwise focus on. Y-You know I could never tell you to...nor would I ever want to...
Thread: A Crowning Taboo || Umbrale & PressHeart

It was all Callie needed to hear, with his words all reservations she may have had melted away. It would have been difficult to stop as it was, her own boy practically aching just to touch him at this point. All she wanted was him, to make him happy, to be his. It was an odd emotion she had never felt before, but it was an almost overwhelming need. It was a dangerous thing to feel, as she knew it was something she could easily lose herself in...devote herself to. The thickness of his length in her hand was something that didnt go unnoticed, and as much as it caused her to ache with need, it also scared her slightly. Pushing the thoughts to the side she leaned forward, tongue snaking from her lips as she ran it along the swollen head of his cock. It was an odd sensation that ran through her, getting a immense amount of pleasure from pleasing him. Something she had never experienced to this degree. The hand kept stroking him, her lips still inches away from his length. Troy would be able to feel her hot breath, erratic and heavy. It wasnt long before those lips parted though, slowly wrapping around the tip of his cock and taking him into her warm wet mouth. Callies tongue slid along the underside of his shaft as she took him in, the lewd wet sound of her gentle sucking filling the room. It wasnt long before he pushed past the back of her throat, the princess only able to take a little more of him before her back arched. The sound of the gag was a sharp contrast to the noises that had been floating in the air and caused her to pull back on his length to catch her breath. Those bright green eyes were now starting to tear up, but it didnt seem to deter her in the least. Once she had recovered she was back on him, head starting to bob as she found a rhythm. Every few passes she would gag, but it was mostly ignored. Even the saliva starting to slip from the corners of her mouth, dripping off of her chin and down onto her chest were ignored. All she was focused on was making her brother feel good, wanting to please him more than anything else in the world.
Thread: A Crowning Taboo || Umbrale & PressHeart

Troy wanted nothing less for his sister to please her in ways only he could. But this strange, dominant sensation, of her giving her all to please him, was in it's own way, enrapturing. Just the tiny lick to the tip of schaft drew forth a soft groan of anxiety. He couldn't voice it, but he wanted more. He wanted everything his sister could give. Her hot breath, panting along his member, drew out it's vital throbs, the cock pulsing with heat within her grasp.As her mouth closed around it, his hands tightened in her hair his breathing rate picking up rapidly. That first gag drew out a loud moan of pleasure, mingled with surprise. It was a sensation he was unaccustomed to, almost overwhelming in nature. As she began to bob, those moans became slowly more frequentunable to express the sensations Callie was giving him in any other way. Soon enough, his sister would begin to taste the salt musk of pre that drifted from his tip. As it began, so too, did his grasp on her hair began to move. Almost unconscious in nature--or at least, a timid participant, on his front--he started to place an insistent force on each of her driving strokes as if trying to force her farther on his member. S-Sis.... Fuck, C-Callo... How many times had he dreamed of her? In denial, he always thought it a girl that sseemed quite similar, but in truth, it was his dearest sister.
Thread: A Crowning Taboo || Umbrale & PressHeart

The sounds she was able to pull from him filled her with an immeasurable sense of pride. Each groan pushing her further into the lust filled haze she was quickly drowning in. It was not lost on her that it was her brothers she was so intent on pleasing, if anything the fact that it was him between her lips made the need all the more intense. There was a muffled moan from her own lips as she felt his grip on her hair tighten. The strands knotting around his fingers as his touch grew more demanding. Callie gave into his demands, trying her best to force more of him down her throat despite the gagging. The young princess quickly becoming a bit of a mess, tears streaking down her cheeks, as a mixture of thick spit and precum started to cover her chin and chest...some even dripping onto the fabric of her dress. In that moment none of it mattered though, all that mattered was Troy. Another moan fell from her lips, entering the room as nothing more than a muffled struggled sound, but the vibration of it could be felt running along her tongue and her brothers length. The hand that had been stroking him fell, resting on his upper thigh for support as she resigned herself to pleasing him with only her hot little mouth. Desperate to be able to fit all of him down her throat, which at the moment seemed an impossible goal, but it didnt stop her from trying with every pass of her lips. Those green eyes were still looking up at him, something dark and carnal behind them that seemed to beg him for more. That she wanted him, and only him. Nobody would ever be her brother, could have this effect on her, that much she knew. Nor would she let any other man handle her in the same fashion he was now, let alone want them to. No, this part of her.she knew now...was something that was meant only for him. Only her brother could give her what she needed, make her happy.
Thread: Happy Channukah!

Christmas Eve and the first night of Channukah. Hope everyone is enjoying the holidays wherever they are.
Thread: Happy Channukah!

I thought Channukah was your mix of Christmas and Hannukah?
Thread: Happy Channukah!

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Thread: Happy Channukah!

Asphodel Terrarium said I thought Channukah was your mix of Christmas and Hannukah? Click to expand... The addition of the C at the start of the word is more common in Jewish houses because of how it's pronounced, but both Channukah and Hanukkah are correct spellings of the name.
Thread: Happy Channukah!

Thank you for educating me on that! I didn't know that. I hope you are enjoying Channukah.
Thread: One Shots! (M for F only)

I sent back an IM.
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bump....
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Still looking for this....
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Bump...
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Bump.... Still looking for this...
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Bump. Couple of bites but they couldn't hold on!
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Home all evening if somebody wants to write.
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Bumpity.
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Happy new year!
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Anybody want some NY fun?