WARNING: This is a highly explicit lemon that features incest and a large age gap where one person is underage. Don't like, don't read.

A/N: Anddd the promised smut. Not at all where I thought I was going to go with this. I had a totally diff scene planned out in my mind, but the story goes where it will go, and I am the humble narrator that gets possessed and just channels whatever current is flowing through me. Hope you like! Please leave a review if you do. Thanks!


When Ginny awoke, it took her a moment to get her bearings. She'd forgotten she'd fallen asleep in Bill's room. Before she could take in the familiar sights and smells of it, she noticed that Bill had pressed himself up to her so he was as close as possible. His large body was curled around her small frame, his muscular arm wrapped tightly around her ribcage, just under her breasts. She could feel his warm breath on her ear, his heart beating steadily against her back, and… something hard pressing between her legs…

Ginny's eyes shot wide open. She felt her heart rate slowly increase as she wiggled around slightly to see if she could escape Bill's clutches without waking him. It seemed it wasn't an option as he mumbled something softly and tightened his embrace whilst pressing himself against her more. As Ginny thought about what she was going to say when she inevitably had to wake her brother, she felt Bill's hips rocking back and forth ever so slightly.

Holy shit. Is he…? The red-headed girl gulped thickly as she felt her brother's morning wood rubbing against her. If I wake him now, he'll be embarrassed to discover what he's doing, but if I just abruptly pull away, that'll also be awkward and kind of hard to explain. What should I do?

Minutes were passing as Ginny anxiously contemplated her options, but as each second passed, Bills gyrations were growing more insistent. The oldest Weasley son had begun moaning softly as he ground his erection into his sister's ass.

Fuck fuck fuckfuckfuckkkkk. Don't get turned on. Don't get turned on. This is so fucked, Ginny! That's BILL - your BROTHER! That's your brother's cock grinding into you. That's not okay on any level. You have to get up. It'll be awkward for a moment, but just pull away and roll out of bed. JUST DO IT.

Ginny tried desperately to talk herself into moving, but the familiar smell of Bill was so inviting. She'd missed him so much. He felt so good wrapped around her like that, and they fit so perfectly together. And after yesterday, what happened with Ron, where her thoughts had gone… Now here he was, and he was asleep… Why not just enjoy the proximity while she could?

A warm wetness had started forming on her lacey peach panties, her nightie was hiked up to her waist leaving them completely exposed under the covers. Despite her better judgment and screaming conscience, she let herself tilt her hips back to allow Bill better access. He groaned when he felt her push back into him and responded with a harder thrust.

Ginny's internal dialogue continued frantically as she questioned everything she was doing. She was petrified that he was going to wake up. She was sickened by what she was allowing herself to do. She was sure she would rot in hell for grinding on her brother this way, but no matter what she told herself in her head, no matter how much she berated herself, yelled at herself, tried to stop herself, she couldn't. It was like her body was on autopilot and she couldn't find the manual override. All she could think about was Bill and how much she wanted him. Bill. Big brother Bill. Bill who was at least a decade older than her. A fully grown man who smelled like a man and felt like a man and who treated her like more than just an immature teenager. He made her feel like a woman. Sexy, powerful, capable. It's why she liked him so much. He gave helped build the confidence she'd gained over the years. He'd helped shape her into the irresistible siren that she was. And now, she felt like she was being worshipped by her maker, though he was asleep and didn't know it was her he was humping. She was intoxicated by the thought of him desiring her, but the fact that he was her brother was just too weird. Were he anyone else, she'd have no problem doing what she was doing at all, but because she'd known him since birth, he'd changed her freaking diapers, he'd seen her naked and given her baths when she was little, he'd seen every phase she'd gone through and she'd seen a good amount of his too, it was just wrong!

And yet, here she was, grinding her clit on her brother's erection. Ginny concluded that somewhere along the line, due to all of her sexual escapades and exploration and experience, she'd become a nymphomaniac, a sex addict and now she simply couldn't stop herself. She figured this was just the next level… getting into fucked up taboos to help her get off. After all, the forbidden is always the sexiest, right? With this thought in mind, she gingerly slid Bill's left hand under her nightgown and up her side to her breast. When he felt it, he breathed out heavily and began to gently knead her boob. A quiet moan escaped her lips and she tilted her hips again so that his dick moved to her damp spot and began pushing into her opening.

"Unghh!" Ginny quickly brought a hand to her mouth to try to stifle the groan she made, lest she wake her brother. He groaned back in response, but didn't seem to wake up. Heart pounding, she waited a moment to make sure, and then when she was positive he was still asleep, she reached down between her legs and grasped his length in her hand. Bill's breath quickened as she slid him out of the slit in the fabric and began to massage him. A minute later, she moved aside her panties with the same hand and guided the head of his cock to her entrance. At this point, so many things were going through Ginny's head that she couldn't even make out individual thoughts. Her mouth was dry and she had an enormous feeling of dread that almost made her feel sick, but she still couldn't make herself stop. The aching she felt in her pussy, the yearning to feel him inside of her, to be as close with her big brother as possible… She closed her eyes and imagined him as he was last night when he was changing, shirt off, just in his boxer briefs. His body was perfect, broad shoulders, lean waist, muscular arms, legs, chest. Gorgeous freckles flecking his body just like her, but where she was pale, he was tan. She loved how each of his tattoos was a work of art, not just some random illustration of Snoopy or something. She loved how his long red hair, a few shades darker and more coppery than hers, escaped his ponytail and fell over his face. She loved how intense his eyes were when they searched her own. As she imagined his naked body pressing against hers, him kissing her with a lifetime's worth of sinful love and repressed lust, she pushed down and let herself engulf him.

His girth was enormous and despite the fact that she had slept with all shapes and sizes of men, she wanted to scream as he spread her open. She was glad she was as wet as she was because it would have been very painful otherwise. Instead, her wetness slicked him perfectly and though she still had to slowly inch down onto him, it was excruciating in the most pleasurable way imaginable.

Oh my fucking God. Ginny put her hand on top of the hand Bill was using to massage her breast and arched her back in bliss. Oh Bill! They were both panting hard now and she could tell that despite being asleep, he was just as turned on as she was. She couldn't remember ever being so aroused in her entire life. She felt dirty, so damn dirty. Dirtier than when she got fucked by three guys at once. Dirtier than when she fingered her best friend in the toilets during class. Dirtier than when she sucked off her professor under his desk while he talked to another student. She'd done some dirty things, but this was by far the most depraved and disgusting things she'd ever done. Basically rape her brother while he slept. I mean, what if he wouldn't be okay with this? Of COURSE he wouldn't be okay with this! I'm his baby sister! He's not a monster like I am who wants to have sex with their sibling! I can't let him wake up.

Ginny became so inebriated of the feeling of her brother's cock inside of her that she was quickly losing control of herself. She began rocking her hips so he slid in and out of her and squeezed her hand over his. He began to moan louder and so did she. As she rode him faster and faster, he responded by thrusting in and out of her harder and harder. Soon, it seemed that he had to take over, and his hand left her breast and moved down to cup her hipbone. At this point Ginny was going crazy and wasn't even thinking anymore.

"Oh Bill! Yeah! Fuck me! Fuck your baby sister!" She cried! Bill thrust into her hard and cried out, but then abruptly stopped a second later.

"Yeah! Wait what?!" Ginny's eyes flew open and she turned her head to look at her brother. His eyes were open now and he had an expression of utter bewilderment, alarm, fear, disgust, and shame. "What the - holy fuck!"

Bill pulled out of Ginny and backed away from her, almost falling off of the other side of the bed. When he noticed that his hard on was still exposed, he quickly tucked himself back inside of his briefs. Ginny had sat up and turned around to look at Bill, eyes wide in horror. She was frantically searching for something to say, but nothing was coming, and her heart was pounding so loudly, she could barely think over it.

"Were we – was I? Did we just? Ginny, what the fuck?!"

"I-I'm sorry, Bill! Oh God, I'm so sorry!"

"You did that? I mean, you weren't asleep, too? You… intentionally…?"

"No! I mean, well, see, I woke up, and, you were spooning me, and it was nice, but I, uhm, you had, well, I could feel you against me… and I tried to get up, I swear, I tried to, but it just felt so good, and I wanted to be with you, and I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry, Bill, please…"

"Jesus, Ginny. I just… I dunno… I mean, that's just not right, is it? I mean, I'm your brother, Gin. I mean, I love you so much, you know that, but we can't… we can't do that… It's just not right…"

Ginny began to tear up. "I know, I'm so sorry. I'm disgusting and perverted and fucked up. I can't believe I did that. I'm so sorry. It's so wrong. Oh my God…" Her face fell into her hands and she began to sob. Bill always hated seeing his little sister cry and immediately scooted back over to her, putting his arm around her and shushing her with cooing noises.

"Hey, hey. No, it's okay, Ginny, don't cry. It's ok. I'm not mad. I'm just uhm… well, I don't know, but it's alright, okay? We'll figure this out."

"Oh, Bill." Ginny turned toward Bill and flung her arms around him, sobbing into the crook of his neck. "What are we gonna do, Bill? I've messed everything up now haven't I? I just love you so much, and I want to be close with you and I just feel so good when I'm with you, so happy, safe, and warm. You make me feel good."

"Oh, Gin, I love you too. Really, I do. I feel the best when I'm with you, too, and one of my favorite things is just to hold you in my arms, to sleep next to you, to talk to you. You make me feel better than anyone else, and I wish I could always be with you, but we can't… do that… you know? I mean… even… even if we might want to…"

Ginny stopped crying for a moment and sat back on the bed. She looked at her brother as she wiped her eyes on the back of her hand. "You mean… do you want to, too?" Bill looked stricken and tried to avoid her gaze. He coughed slightly and stuttered a bit as he tried to find words.

"I mean, well, I-I…I mean… Ginny, I …"

Ginny lightly placed her hands on either side of Bill's face and caressed him as she stared at him hopefully. If he would just look at me, I would know… Finally he did.

"You're the most amazing person I've ever met, Ginny. You're so young, and yet you have more fire in you, more life than people who have travelled the world 7 times over. You are powerful in ways you don't even know and you can break a man's heart with just one look. You've always been beautiful, and I've always loved you as your big brother, but when your strong-willed nature and vibrant personality began to develop more and more and you became your own person, intelligent, independent, confident, sexy, even… I… I noticed. I couldn't not. You were enchanting, you are enchanting. You stole my heart the first time you looked at me the way you do when you want something because you always get what you want and you know it. I told myself you were just practicing your wiles on me, testing out your powers, and that it didn't mean anything, to not even think about it because you're my sister, but from that day on, I was yours."

Ginny felt her heart swell at her brother's words. She cupped his face in her hands lovingly, their eyes intensely transfixed on one another's. And then they kissed. She didn't kiss him, and he didn't kiss her, but rather, they met simultaneously, acting upon the same urges that existed equally within them. They were magnets drawn to each other with equal but opposite forces and nothing in the universe could have come between them in that moment.

Bill moaned Ginny's name into her mouth as he pulled her to his chest roughly. She let out a small gasp of surprise mixed with arousal. She felt so small next to this fully developed man. She felt overwhelmed by him and loved it. She was usually the dominant one. The one on top, the one in control, but with Bill, it was the complete opposite. She was surrendering herself up to him. Giving him total power over her, something she had never done and thought she never would do. But this was Bill. Her Bill, and she wanted to give herself, all of herself in a way she never had before, to him. Mind, body, and soul. 'I'm yours,' she thought.

Bill easily lifted his sister onto his lap. He was sitting on his heels, knees bent, and she wrapped her legs around his waist as she settled down over him. Throwing her arms around his neck, she hungrily devoured his mouth with hers, their tongues battling for dominance. She started grinding onto his bulge, grasping fistfuls of his red hair, further messing up his already mussed ponytail, and bit his lower lip, tugging on it lewdly.

He growled at her, holding her tightly as he moved up off of his heels, inched down the bed with her in his arms, and threw her down forcefully, immediately pressing himself over her. Ginny had never felt so out of control before in her life and she was loving it, but mostly because it was Bill. She was safe with him, she trusted him and knew he'd never hurt her, she loved him and knew he loved her, so she knew it was okay to give her power over her. In fact, she desperately wanted to give away her power to someone, for once. And looking at him hovering above her, panting like a dog in heat, his long hair falling over his face and onto hers, she let herself go limp and fully let go.

As if he could sense what she was thinking, he fully took charge. Bill lifted the silky nightdress up and over his sister's head and tore off her matching panties. He drank in the sight of her naked white body with his eyes and hands, smoothing them over her thighs, sides, stomach, and breasts. He moved up her neck and under her jaw, caressing the sides of her face as he leaned down to kiss her gently. His hands moved back down and ran over her arms which were splayed on either side of her wild red mane. His fingers locked in hers as he lowered his pelvis down to hers and kissed her again. As Bill began to grind onto his sister's mound, she bent her knees, spreading her legs wider open for better access. She moaned against his lips and arched her back, her hardened nipples rubbing tantalizingly against his sweat-slicked chest. His cock was so hard now, that it was spreading her pussy lips through his briefs and the front of the briefs were completely soaked from her wetness and his precum.

As the head of his cock was pressing into her opening, the siblings groaned in pained pleasure, the fire of desperate yearning aching in them. The material of his underwear only allowed him to go so far in her, and they quickly couldn't stand being separated from each other any further. Bill withdrew his left hand from hers and without breaking their passionate kiss, removed his briefs, discarding them carelessly on the floor. With his free hand, he positioned his throbbing erection at her drenched entrance, rubbing the wetness on his tip fervidly. He slid his slicked head up to tease her clit for a moment, eliciting a moan of approval. Bill moved his hand under his dick and pushed a finger into his little sister's tight cunt to prepare her for his thick shaft. When he began to finger her, inserting a second finger and spreading her vaginal walls wide, Ginny released his other hand and thrust both of hers into his hair, deepening the kiss. This drove Bill wild and he couldn't take it anymore, so he withdrew his fingers and moved his erection back down to her opening.

"Ginny." Bill broke the kiss and moved his head back to look down at the beautiful young girl he was unfortunately entranced by. "Gin… this… this isn't okay…"

"I know, Bill." The fair-skinned girl ran her fingers through his hair and smiled weakly up at her brother. "I know it's wrong. But… I've never wanted anymore the way I want you. I want you more than you could ever know. I need you, Bill. I always have. I always will. I need you inside of me."

"Ginny… I love you." He stared down at Ginny, counting her classic Weasley freckles that matched his own, tears welling in his eyes. He didn't want to do this. To violate his baby sister like this. To stretch her young pussy with his mature cock, but he had to. He needed to. His flesh was overruling his conscience, and his dick was pulsing in anticipation at the thought of penetrating his sister. Even right now, he couldn't believe that he they were doing this. He wanted to fuck his sister so bad that he could barely feel his disgust anymore. Lust was clouding his vision, fogging up his brain, the electricity in his skin was shorting out the circuits of thought and self-control. He had been reduced to his bases impulses, he was just an animal now, a ravenous beast in the wild in a mating frenzy about to satisfy his urges by taking what he wanted right here and now.

"I love you, too, Bill." And with that, he plunged into her. Ignoring all of his better judgment, he fucked his sister with wanton abandon. He fucked her like their lives depended on it, and he grunted and groaned until his throat was sore and his mouth dry. The feeling of being inside of her made him feel alive like he'd never felt before. He felt warm, complete, home. He felt like this is where he was always meant to be. He never wanted to leave, and he never wanted to stop fucking her.

Ginny was matching Bill's grunts and groans with her own, but where his were deep and throating, hers were soft and breathy. When he would ram into her particularly forcefully and stop for a moment, pushing as deep as he could go, she would cry out a high pitched sound that sounded like a bell being struck. Her noises drove Bill crazy, and his grunts made Ginny even wetter. As his cock drove in and out of her, she squeezed her muscles around his shaft, increasing the friction. They were lost in ecstasy, nothing else existed except their bodies joining together with their hearts. They claimed each other with mouth and soul, and when they were too overcome with ardor to even kiss anymore, when Ginny was writhing around frantically, clawing at her brother's muscular back, Bill reached a hand down and pressed down on his sister's clit. He only had to circle his finger on it for a moment before her orgasm rose up and crashed over her, drowning her in bliss. She screamed and bucked her hips, arching her back and grabbing Bill's hair so tightly she almost ripped it out. Seeing his baby sister cumming under him, feeling her pussy walls clamping around his rock hard cock, knowing that it was he who was making her cum, Bill lost it as his climax came, too. Ginny's cum face turned Bill on so much that he felt like he shot out more cum than he ever had before. Just when he thought he'd done, another spurt would come and he felt more liquid escape him.

The sensation of the raw oversensitivity that succeeded their climaxes drove them wild and they were panting and wanting to keep going, though they knew they couldn't. Utterly exhausted, Bill let his elbows go out and he fell atop his sister. She hugged him for a moment as they tried to catch their breath before finally breaking the silence in a pained voice.

"Uh, Bill?"

"Yeah?"

"You're… kinda crushing me…."

"Oh! Sorry!" Bill pushed himself up and rolled to the side so that he was lying next to Ginny instead of on top of her. "You okay?" He looked very concerned as he stroked her face, but she just laughed and turned toward him, snuggling up to his side, their sweat mixing as their skin slid against each other.

"Yeah, don't worry. You're just uh… a lot bigger than me." She giggled as she sidled up to him and rested her head on his shoulder, wrapping her arm across his broad, tattooed chest. She lazily noted the difference in their skin tones and wondered if she could get that tan if she went out in the day more often.

"Ginny." Bill's tone was serious now, but she pretended not to notice.

"Mmm?" She voiced without raising her head. She felt his body tense under her.

"Ginny… we can't do that again… I mean… God, please tell me you're…"

"Yes, don't worry. I got a birth protection potion." He seemed to relax a bit.

"Still…"

"Yeah… I know…" Ginny finally became a bit more serious herself as she thought about the repercussions of their actions. Could their relationship ever be the same again? Would she ever be able to be with anyone else now that she'd gotten to be with the one person she'd always secretly wanted? She didn't want to think about any of it yet, though. She didn't want to go back to real life where she was Ginny, the maneater, the serial dater, the never girlfriend, the one you fuck, but never make love to. Bill loved her, and she felt it when he was inside of her. She was afraid of losing that feeling, of never feeling loved like that again. So she wasn't going to let reality ruin it for her. At least not just yet. "I know, Bill, but can we… can we just stay like this for a little bit longer? Please?"

She felt her brother sigh deeply under her before he responded. "Yeah. Yeah, okay."

"Bill?"

"Yeah, Ginny?"

"I love you."

"I love you, too."