As their eyes meet, they meld together, staring each other down, almost searching for feeling. The jade locks with milky chocolate, and no questions are asked. They are trapped here, in this moment, with nothing in the way.
All the 'nevers' melt away – the thoughts vibrating shrilly through their minds – never be together, never look at each other the same... Never mean more than family. But once those are pushed away, how forbidden this is... The 'nevers' are just fine lines in their love. Once all those 'nevers' are cut out of the way, life has never felt so right.
Claire's lips touch Peter's and they snag together perfectly, and those fine lines are erased, dreams mixing with reality, the two lovers intertwining in a closer bond than anyone would find proper (related or not). Yes, those nevers matter not, they wholeheartedly agree as their tongues wrap together, moans in a crescendo... the wrongs are righted as they discover what their love truly means.
Their taboo love means nothing, never is a petty word; never say never, of course. And as they hold one another, the 'nevers' just pulse away, like the shoddy lines between their familial love and romance.
And as two become one, twining together... for once in their lives, 'never' disappears completely from their vocabulary.