Major Warnings! - HawkeXHawke fic. BethanyXGarrett lemons.
Chapter 1: Within the Nest
Black curly strands of hair tickled his cheeks, while soft lips pressed on his forehead for time enough to be enchanted by the smells that wafted up from her chest and into his nose. That sweet smell. Vanilla and lilies with a hint of some amber, drove him crazy. She was tantalizing in how inviting she could be. His hands slid down her small waist and his eyes closed when he patted her perfectly rounded ass. A muffled breath came from her sweet lips before an innocent warning escaped. " I'm too old for you to spank me now, brother. Remove your hands or I'll leave. "
"No, Bethany, don't go!" Hawke pleaded past desperation. " I need you. I'll stop." He removed his hands and instead used his arms to hug her to his chest. Purposely crushing her to him on his bed to prove how much he needed her. How much he had missed her. When she started to pretend to gasp and beg for air, he let up with his hold on her and they both smiled falling to their sides laying by each other.
" I know you aren't a kid anymore, Bethany, but your ass still hasn't changed. Mother would slap it for me if she was here..." Garrett whispered into her pillow, but inches from her face. He couldn't give her personal space, because he needed the comfort of family close to him. She was all he had left, and the Wardens only allowed her a few months with him merely out of respect for Leandra's death. It wasn't fair. If they only understood how much Bethany smells like Leandra, how much she looks like her, how much she cooks like her and comforts like her, maybe then they'd understand why Hawke couldn't let Bethany be sent out into danger again.
" I know." Bethany answered with enough strength and softness in her voice to make his eyes shut in peace for the first time in months. It was as if just her presence was healing his heart. And when she ran her fingers through her hair the way mother used to , to put him to sleep, he almost whimpered. " Bethany I miss her so much." Garrett moved his legs to entangle with his sister's- the more he touched her, the more his mother felt within his reach.
Bethany had been training with the Warden's for a while now. Long enough to know when to be strong, and when to protect. " Brother? Look at me. "
Garrett tilted his head up and away from the dangling amulet around his sister's neck that was his mother's birth stone on a chain. Bethany had received that necklace years ago when Leandra felt like her beautiful daughter should have at least one piece of jewelry to represent her beauty. Bethany never took it off. It always sat nestled between the dip of Bethany's breasts. Her firm mounds protecting that valuable from ever disappearing. But he didn't dwell on her bosoms when he met her eyes. He always lost concentration when watching her eyes.
" Yes sister?" He asked with a shake in his throat. Incredibly terrified that she might desire to have her own bed.
" I'm not leaving you, okay? And you know, mother didn't mean to leave you, right? Oh, Garrett, come here." She pulled her brother into the mounds he had been staring at earlier. So plush and they smelt so good, and felt so warm. He just might be able to fall asleep this night. Just might. If he just imagined he was cuddling his mother again and not his baby sister. She was a great host though for his substitution. When he brought his hand into her hair and used her offered chest as his pillow, snuggling up to it and all, that's when he realized he just might make it though this.
" Garrett, I'm not mother." Bethany whispered. She wasn't trying to be discouraging, but she had always had feelings for her brother and with his barely clothed body so close to hers, his hand in her hair and breath on her chest she had to remind him that he could cross a boundary. She had to remind him that she was a woman, and his touch did do something. Even if it shouldn't it did.
It was hard not to when he was so handsome, and so kind like their father. So protective and sure of himself. The envy that she had or her brother's freedom had turned to lust over the years. She desired so much to be like him, that she figured being with him would give her a taste of that freedom. The fact that he wasn't a mage and could offer her a life no other man ever could always tempted her. She struggled to keep her feelings hidden even on night's like these when her own feelings shouldn't even come to mind. Garrett was her brother after all, he knew how to torture her like no other that way.
"I know." He whispered back. Still holding her.
It was going to be a long night, but at least they had each other.
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