Take Solace in Me:
Author's Note:
Apparently, I take requests now. This one is for 27 who had asked me to write this for him. Despite the daunting task of writing a lemon (having never written one before) and the fact that I had never entertained the idea of an incestuous couple. I have decided to partake in this quest. So here you go, anyone who wishes to read this… Claire/Zach.
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The group of four humans were cowering while watching the two titans rage across Main Street. There were actually three fighting, but one was only a fraction of the other two's size. Smack! The forest-colored titan threw the slightly larger white one into a building while the small blue one rode on the forest-colored titan's back. But despite the forest-colored titan and the smaller blue one seemingly teaming up against the white one, the white one was not going down easy.
Among the humans who were cowering was a teenager named Zach. He was a typical teenage heartthrob. Tall, good-looking, and had a way with words that would surprise many people. But, also like many teens, he was arrogant, rude, distant, and self-centered. He looked down at his little brother, Gray. Gray was only eleven years old, extremely intelligent, and very perceptive of everything around him.
The two viewed the world through different spectrums. Gray would see the beauty in even the ugliest beast. Like he no doubt did towards the Indominus Rex, the white beast who had just been tossed through the fence separating Main Street from the lagoon. Zach, on the other hand, only saw the worst in people. He had closed his eyes to the world but this entire experience has forced them open. Specifically the white beast ambushing them in the valley.
Zach may have opened his eyes, but Gray was still naïve. Though Zach could see the beautiful forest-colored Tyrannosaurus Rex glaring at the white monster in all of her glory, he still knew that she would turn on them in an instant. He pulled his weeping younger brother close. They were beginning to lose hope. The Indominus had brushed off the twin attacks like it had the bullets from ACU.
Zach flinched as someone touched his shoulder. He turned quickly to see his aunt Claire trying to pull them away. It was time to go. If they took this chance to leave, it didn't matter if the Indominus lived or died. Zach and Gray stood to run with her and another survivor just as the Mosasaur jumped from the lagoon. The group rounded the corner, running towards the escape boats, so Zach wasn't sure if the white devil had been caught by the maw full of eighty-eight teeth. It probably didn't matter, he doubted the Mosasaur could actually kill the devil.
They panted hard as they boarded the last ship. A loud horn sounded them off. Off of Isla Nublar… leaving Jurassic World behind, forever. This was likely the last time humans would try to make dinosaurs… but there was a small voice in Zach's head that said otherwise. If there was one thing he knew was absolute about humans it was that they would never give up, no matter the cost.
He checked on his brother, whispering comforting words to him before checking on the rest of the party. They were all a mess, sweat drenched their clothes and it was clear that Claire and Owen had rubbed mud (or something worse) on themselves. Speaking of Claire, Zach couldn't help staring at his aunt. He had once thought that she was just a calloused business woman who cared nothing for the world except money. She didn't even know anything about him or Gray. And earlier today, he had confirmed his theories.
But he wasn't so sure now. If the Indominus attack could cause his eyes to open, it could Claire's as well. She had tracked them through the thick jungle, fired a gun at a flying dinosaur (a species that Zach didn't know), and had led a T-Rex to save them. She was practically glowing at the moment, Zach couldn't stop staring. Her normally bright red hair looked as if it had caught fire. He was positive it was the adrenaline that hasn't left his system yet.
Claire pulled the brothers close to her, they were safe. It didn't matter if the T-Rex won, no one alive was left on the island. She turned up to the man who had accompanied her through the jungle in search of the brothers, Owen. He was devastated, he had lost his entire raptor pack, he wasn't even sure if Blue, his beta, was still alive. She could tell that he was holding back tears. The boat landed in a harbor in the US. They were home.
They were greeted by Zach and Gray's parents. They had heard what had happened at had rushed to the drop off point. They shared a quick embrace, but pulled back quickly. Karen, Claire's sister, had remembered the reason for sending their kids off to Jurassic World. She and her husband, Scott, were getting a divorce. It would be easier on the kids if they weren't present while it was being finalized.
Claire hoped that the idea of divorce was pushed to the back of their minds. Zach and Gray needed them together now more than ever. They decided to stay at a hotel for the night before getting plane tickets in the morning to go back home. Though Claire had no idea what she was going to do. She was out of a job and a home. Karen offered to allow her to stay with them, though Scott vehemently refused. Claire wasn't sure if she was going to take Karen up on that offer.
Owen had decided to keep moving, he apparently had family near here and he was going to go and visit them. Zach could tell that he was lying, but he didn't say anything. Owen was also out of a job and a home, just like Claire. Claire watched him go, hoping that he would eventually recover from losing his pack. Owen had really bonded with the raptors, unusually so for a human. She never questioned it, but she didn't attempt to comfort him.
She may have kissed him during the incident, but it was a spur-of-the-moment decision. She didn't have any real feelings for the man and neither did he for her. They hated each other. For them to actually end up would be unrealistic. She had let him go. What she didn't know was that Owen did not have any family near the area. He had briefly considered suicide, but decided to go back into the military. Loss was what had pushed him into the military in the first place, but he had moved on when he had accepted the job at Jurassic World. Now he had nowhere else to turn.
Karen and Scot had gotten three rooms. One room for them, one for Zach and Gray, and one for Claire. Two doubles and a single (Karen didn't want to share a bed with her soon to be ex-husband). Neither Zach nor Gray had anything with them, nor did Claire. Karen had given Claire an extra outfit, but Zach and Gray would have to remain in their sweaty clothes. Zach and Gray sat in their room in silence.
Zach had lost his phone in the jungle when the Indominus ambushed them and Gray was without any of his usual reading material. It was an awkward silence until Gray decided to break it, "Hey Zach, I'm hungry." That's right, they haven't eaten in hours.
Zach struggled not to make a rude comment, "Yeah?" He so desperately wanted to add the passive aggressive comment, "What do you want me to do about it?" But that's what the old Zach would have said. The Zach who had his eyes closed.
"Could you please go out and get something?" Zach had never noticed, but Gray was usually very polite. Only making the old Zach seem even ruder.
"I don't have any money," Zach shrugged. It was the truth. All of Zach's money was lying in the hotel on Jurassic World along with all of their clothes and Gray's books.
"Why don't you ask mom and dad?" Gray suggested.
Zach flinched when the voices in the room next to theirs became louder. Suddenly there was a loud bang. "Yeah, I really don't think that's a good idea," he said. It was naïve to think that Karen and Scott would be able to put aside their differences for one night, even after the incident. They really should have separated themselves by allowing one of them to be in a room with Zach and the other in a room with Gray… but that would be choosing sides. There was no real right answer.
"Oh," was all Gray said. He thought for a minute. Zach never realized how brilliant Gray's mind really was. He had an excellent memory and could identify every dinosaur on the planet, but strategy was where he began to fall off. "What if you asked Aunt Claire?"
That was actually a good idea. Karen had realized that after the incident, Claire had become a strong foundation for Gray and had asked her sister to give her spare keycard to Gray. Just in case. No one thought that it would be necessary, but Claire had been more than happy to agree. "Yeah sure, I think I saw that she still had her wallet. Yeah, give me the keycard, I'll be back in a minute," Zach said, holding out his hand. Gray gave him the key and he left the room, shutting the door behind him.
The brother's room was between their parents' room and Claire's. Zach walked to the room on the right and opened the door without thinking. He could hear soft murmuring in the room. It was someone singing. Correction, it was Claire singing. Zach didn't think she was the singing type, but her voice was lovely. But he couldn't see her. He walked deeper into the room, caution thrown to the wind.
The room was fairly dark, but there was light coming from the bathroom. He followed the sound of the singing. It was a beautiful song, Say Something (I'm giving up on you). Zach fearlessly entered the bathroom, "And I… am feeling so small. It was over my head, I know nothing at all," the voice sang. Zach froze when he rounded the corner, Claire was in the shower.
The shower has a glass door. Despite the steam, Zach could see through the door without any trouble. Thankfully, Claire had her eyes closed as she sang. But Zach didn't run… he couldn't move. Like a deer caught in headlights. Her blazing hair had turned the color of blood. Her skin was as pale as the moon and her body curved in just the right way, it got Zach's blood pumping. But he had to move.
Too late, "Say something, I'm giving up on you," as those words left her mouth, she opened her eyes. "Zach! Oh my God!" she made a vain attempt to cover herself. Zach couldn't stop staring. She huffed, "Zach… what do you want?" She had to stay calm, Zach was a teenager. This would be worse if it was Gray who had walked in on her.
After today's events, she had figured a nice hot shower would help her recuperate. She was alone in the room so she didn't bother shutting the bathroom door. "Stay calm," she kept repeating to herself like a mantra. He clearly wanted something, she could give it to him and then he could leave. Then they would both forget this had happened.
But Zach continued to stare, which only made Claire self-conscious. "Zach?" she asked again. If he was just going to stare, then she was going to scream.
"You're beautiful," he finally said. It was all he could even think of. "You're a wonderful singer too…" he had managed to sputter out. His eyes were definitely open now. Dirty thoughts raced through his mind. He tried to fight them off, this was his aunt! But he inevitably failed.
"What do you want?" Claire repeated again. Though she was flattered that he thought she was beautiful, it made her no less self-conscious. She had not wanted him to hear her sing, though. She didn't want anyone to hear her sing.
"You," he said simply. It was a cheesy line, but she became flustered. He removed his shirt and began working on his pants. He had made up his mind. The dirty thoughts had won, he was getting into that shower with her.
"What do you think you are doing!" she said louder. She was becoming paranoid. Zach was a teenager, they'd bone anything that moved, even if it was their own aunt. "He isn't seriously considering…" her thought was interrupted by his pants falling to the ground. Along with his undergarments. She moved her arm that was covering her breasts to her mouth in a gasp before quickly moving the arm back into place. There was no need to pour more fuel on this fire.
Zach's engorged member stood straight up in attention. Claire knew that she was no expert in sex, having never done it before. She was always too busy and she never found the right guy. Zach seemed about average, "Not too big or too small," Claire thought before shaking her head vigorously. There was no way she was actually considering this!
Zach remained silent as he opened the sliding shower door and stepped into the shower with Claire. He had his back to the spray of water. Neither moved as they stared each other down. Claire considered slapping Zach, but decided against it. She settled with glaring at him, begging him to step out of the shower and leave. Zach would do no such thing, however. His own stare dared her to move her hands.
Neither backed down from the other's gaze for several minutes. Zach's body blocked all of the water and Claire started to dry. Zach started to glance up and down Claire's body, observing her. She shivered, despite the heat, under his gaze and turned away from him. No longer daring to look him in the eye. Zach had determined that she had only just stepped into the shower, she hadn't begun to wash yet. "Let's fix that," he thought.
He gently moved her arms to her side. Claire didn't struggle, but refused to look at him. He carefully stepped around her, bringing her back under the spray of water. Once the water began to cascade down her back, he grabbed the soap and began to lather it in his hands. She continued to avert her gaze. He rubbed her gently with his hands, starting at her shoulders and working his way down her arms. He avoided heading straight to her breast, he wished to savor the moment.
He continued to give her a gentle massage as he rubbed her with the soap. Around her neck, skipping the breasts (he's come back to those), and going down towards her legs. He started at her feet and worked her way up. He gritted his teeth as he passed her groin, he had to resist temptation. She was allowing him to do all of this, it'd be best not to upset her.
He rubbed her abdomen and moved towards his first prize, the most perfect pair of breasts he had ever seen. He kneaded them carefully, causing her to gasp. He wasn't necessarily worried about hurting her, he figured that she had as little experience as he did. He groped them for some time until he turned his gaze towards her face. She was looking at him.
She hadn't noticed how tall he really was. When she was wearing her heels, he was only an inch or two taller than her, but without them, she was down a good four or five inches. A red haze filled her vision, she wasn't really resisting, but she had decided to stop denying the cold, hard fact. Zach, despite his inexperience, was doing a good job and she was quickly becoming aroused. Zach finally let her breasts go and he held his hands up.
Now that she was looking at him with a strange fire in her eyes, he had no idea what to do. He was acting on instinct up until this point, he wasn't sure where to take it from here. Claire solved that problem by turning around. Her plea was silent, but Zach heard it loud and clear. Finish what you started. Zach squirted more soap onto his hands, lathering them up good, before starting his slow massage down her back. He had given a massage once before, to an ex-girlfriend. She had said he did a good job, Zach only hoped an adult thought the same.
Claire hissed as he pressed on a knot in her back. He kneaded it a little bit harder than before, trying to get the kink out. Claire decided that she didn't want to stay silent anymore. There was an awkward feeling hanging in the steam, and she hoped to dispel it. "I don't even know what to do anymore. I'm out of a job, I have nowhere to go, and I don't even know what happened to Rexy. And the worst part… I've failed." Zach was fully aware of her troubles, but didn't give his input. He only moved further down her back.
"I've failed Masrani and I've failed Mr. Hammond," a single tear dripped from her eye as she said this. She was glad her back was to Zach. She hissed again as Zach kneaded another particularly tender spot. "I don't even know what's left for me." Zach could understand that. All he really had was his brother (and he had only actually starting caring today). His parents were getting a divorce, his mother was being weak and his father was being an ass. He knew that Gray still loved them both… but Zach couldn't just give out kindness like that anymore. After today's events, it might just be better for Claire to get her own home and Zach and Gray move in with her… assuming their parents couldn't get their shit together.
Zach finally reached her firm ass. He kneeled and groped it softly, having earned it as a reward. He decided to speak up, "Don't worry about all of that."
Claire flinched and turned back around, causing Zach to stand back up. "I can't stop worrying. If I don't worry, I won't be motivated to fix everything," she said quietly. There was no noise after her words except the patter of water on the hard shower bottom. Zach didn't move, they were back to staring at each other.
"Who says you need to fix anything? You just need to move on… but you shouldn't worry about that now," Zach said.
"I already said that I couldn't stop worrying. I know that I'll have to move on, but to where?" Claire raised her voice. She sounded as if she expected Zach to have all of the answers.
"The only thing that matters is the here and now. When the time comes, you can worry about what you're going to move on to, but for now, I've got you," Zach sounded so sincere. He suddenly became determined. He was going to make her stop her worrying. He just needed to provide a distraction, and he had the perfect one in mind.
"But…" she started to say, but was interrupted by Zach bringing his hands up to her face. She had been looking down at the shower floor since Zach responded, but he grabbed her face and pointed it up at his.
"Take solace in me," he said and connected their lips. There was a sudden spark and Claire's mind was free. A fire had been lit deep within her, a fire that had to be quenched, and she knew just who to help her quench it. She could stop worrying about the future if she had something in the present to focus on. And she had Zach.
The kiss lasted a solid minute before she pulled away. They both breathed heavily. She turned around and shut the shower off, she opened the door, and stepped out. Zach stayed inside the shower, watching with a curious expression. Claire pulled a clean towel off of a rack and began drying herself off. She did it slowly, almost taunting Zach. She tossed the towel aside when she was finished and stepped gracefully out of the bathroom. She turned back to wink at Zach, enticing him to follow.
Zach took that as his cue. He stepped out of the shower and pulled a clean towel off of the rack. He dried himself quickly and haphazardly. He was still practically dripping wet when he stepped out of the bathroom. He looked for Claire and found her lying on her bed. She had one leg crossed over the other, hiding herself from him.
He crossed the empty space between the bathroom and her bed. He climbed up onto the bed, hovering over her. He gently moved her leg, sending one last glance in her direction. She only smiled at him. He smirked slightly and leaned down to her sex. He gave it a tentative lick and then paused. He made a face, pretending to determine if he liked the taste. It tasted like honey, surprisingly sweet.
He continued to lick the outsides of her sex, his inexperience evident on his lack of any real strategy. He knew generally what to do, he had seen a lot of porn; he had just never done this before. She seemed to be enjoying his ministrations, she had let out a cacophony of gasps and moans. He thought for a moment before shoving his tongue deep into her sex, trying to see if he could make her moan louder. He was successful, she let out a long moan before clapping her hand over her mouth.
That's right… not only are they in a hotel, Gray is next door. If they could hear their parents arguing, then he could hear her moaning. They would have to be quiet. He removed his tongue from her dripping sex, his face covered in her juices. Now on to the main event.
He repositioned himself where their groins matched up. He had to lean down slightly to lock lips with her again. She could taste herself on his tongue as they wrestled for dominance in her mouth. He lined up carefully and thrusted into her. He broke through a barrier of some kind, causing him to pause. He saw that she had cringed slightly. He had no idea that she was still a virgin. He waited a minute before continuing his thrusting.
In, out, in, out, a rhythmic beat. It wasn't long before she was moaning loudly again. She once again placed her hand over her mouth, but it did little to stifle the moans. "Faster," she managed to command. He had thought he set a steady pace, but she wanted more. The fire inside her was consuming her soul… it needed to be put out soon.
He picked up his pace, a slapping sound could be heard throughout the room. He soon lost himself within the beat. Neither of them could contain themselves as she started thrusting upwards to meet him. She became desperate for release and he was just trying to hold on. Her hand was no longer covering her mouth, it instead brought his head down to hers so they could reconnect their lips. That would help stifle the relentless moans coming from her. She locked her legs behind him, pulling him closer to her, causing him to start to thrust even deeper. His hands found her breasts once again. He fondled and rubbed them like he did while they were in the shower.
It was like the buildup of energy before a nuclear meltdown. Claire felt it spread from her center all throughout her body. She tensed suddenly and pulled Zach even closer, trapping him within her. Her sex clenched his tightly. He sucked in a deep breath as she exploded with a silent scream. She kept him close as he did his best to hold on. He didn't have a condom on and he didn't want to risk releasing in her. She finally managed to let him out of her and he exploded on her stomach with a loud sigh.
He collapsed beside her, both panting heavily. She groped the nightstand next to her for the box of tissues that had been placed their prior to her arrival. She wiped down her abdomen, clearing it of the white liquid. She turned towards him, the fog clearing from her mind, "Thank you, Zach." They shared a brief smile before his dropped quickly into a frown.
Her face lit with concern before he said, "I just remembered why I came in the first place. Gray was hungry and he wondered if you had any money for room service. Mom and dad were busy fighting so he said to come to you."
She made a silent 'oh' before saying, "Well I don't have any money. But I think that there might be something in the refrigerator." Zach nodded and left the warmth of the bed to search for a snack for Gray. He managed to find a granola bar and figured it would do. He swiftly put his clothes back on with Claire watching intently, as if she was trying to memorize every detail of his body before he was dressed.
He headed for the door before hesitating. He turned back towards Claire and kissed her softly once again, "Just remember not to worry about the future." And with that he was gone. He headed back to his shared room with Gray, he could still hear his parents arguing.
He tossed the granola bar at Gray. "What took you so long?" he asked. He looked concerned, he had heard the strange sounds from next door, but wasn't sure what to make of them.
"She didn't have any money. We had to go down to the front desk and beg for something. This was the only thing that we could get for free," Zach explained nonchalantly. Gray thought about whether or not he was lying, but decided he wasn't, he was just glad he had food. Zach lied down and covered himself with his blanket. He grinned, thoughts of Claire wouldn't leave his head.
Claire herself couldn't stop thinking of Zach. Her first time had been with her nephew. For some reason, even after the fact, she wasn't bothered by this. He had focused entirely on her, ignoring his own pleasure for hers. She smiled softly, she would have to take her sister up on her offer to stay with them. She was sure Zach would be thrilled. Especially because she knew that he was in the house alone for an hour every weekday. She knew he would be happy to have company.
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So what do you all think? Too much? Too little? Again, this is the first time I had ever written something like this. Well, I guess I take requests now… and I do more than just Jurassic World. The list of things that I am familiar with is too long to write out now, but if you have a request, PM me and I will see what I can do.