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Yep, this is the sex chapter. Enjoy.
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Chapter 3
"...freedom to enjoy what was meant to be enjoyed...
...no longer do I feel isolated..."
Familiar, all too familiar. Like a horrible case of de-ja-vu, Dib found himself slinking silently
up to his room after a long and antagonizing afternoon. He knew that this day wouldn't end like the
other one though, he knew that Gaz wouldn't follow him up to check on him. She wouldn't show up
to comfort him with a loving blanket of friendliness and trust. No, today Dib would face his
frusteration with the world alone.
The opressing weight of failure followed him up the carpeted stairs and into his cluttered domain.
There, it made itself at home, casting a gloomy feel over the area. Not bothering to turn on
the lights, Dib removed his jacket and boots and slunk into the unkept bed. Soft sheets cushioned
his weary body, and deep golden eyes slid shut. Dib pulled a pillow over his face, muffling a sigh
and letting himself relax. The air in the small room felt hot and humid, it smelt stale. He wanted
to get up and start the fan, but Dib's body just wouldn't listen. It was content with its state of
deathlike placidness. His eyes remained closed, ears listening to quiet sounds muffled by the
pillow. He could hear the electronic buzz that was constant throughout the house, the scraping
call of cicadas out in the yard mixed with the chirping of early crickets. The eerie stillness
mixed with the thick heat weighed down heavy on Dib's eyelids. One again, blissful sleep began to
overtake the burdened body.
"Dib...?"
Sienna eyes snapped open at the sound of a soft voice surprisingly familiar. Dib hesitated,
blinking away sleep. Only when his name was repeated again, closer, did he remove the pillow and
peer in question at the source of the voice.
Through the slightly ajar door Gaz peeked in. An unreadable expression was written across her face
as she watched him.
Dib slowly sat himself up, the curiousity not leaving him for a moment, heartbeat increasing.
"Yeah...?"
Gaz took a step forward, deeper into her brother's room. Her head was lowered slightly, Dib's eyes
searched to meet hers. The girl's demeanor held an air of defeat, of submissiveness. When her eyes
met Dib's, a tiny alarm went off in his mind. Gaz held a gaze of someone completly broken, scarred
or surpressed. Dib nervously reconized the look, too. It was the same stare that he met
everytime he'd faced the mirror. Everytime he dared to look at his reflection, to study himself.
Dib knew that Gaz was a strong person, frighteningly strong at times. She shouldn't be like this,
dragging herself into his room like a beaten slave. Somewhere, subconciously, Dib knew that he was
to blame for the shattered soul infront of him.
For a long time the siblings remained fixated on one another. Their soft breathing mixed with the
other evening sounds, outside the world grew darker. After moments that seemed like eternity, Gaz
broke the stare, downcasting her eyes once again, and took a place beside Dib on the bed. Dib's
soft gaze watched her, waiting for possibly an explanation for her sudden appearance.
The heavy silence was carefully pushed aside.
"Dib...there's...there's something we need to do..." Gaz took a breath as though she intended to
continue, but stopped.
Dib's mind searched for meaning behind the words, wanting her to go on.
"Something's wrong with you, Dib...different from the stuff that's always been wrong with you. How
could you do that to me?" She suddenly glared up at him, heated anger mixed with a deep pain as the
true feelings burst forth. "Not only that...but I was awake the other night, when you came into
my room...what do you want exactly, Dib?" The words were spat at him brutally, piercing the boy's
heart with needles.
Dib's couldn't respond, he was trembling, voice caught in his throat. He hadn't relized how badly
she'd been injured by his unthinking, selfish acts. The one person that he'd opened up too, the
one person he loved, was now verbally battering him. He knew what he'd done was wrong...but it'd
felt right. Gaz's voice continued to buzz in Dib's ears, but he quickly became lost in his own
swirling storm of regret. He was on the verge of breaking down, desperatly trying to hold it back.
Even without being able to hear Gaz's words, for they were muffled by the inner tempest, they
still beat against his brain.
"Dib? Hello? Earth to Dib? Listen to me!" Clear, frusterated words rang through the volley. Wet
golden eyes turned and met the dark hardened ones.
"Did you hear what I just said..?" Gaz appeared even more wrathful then before, teeth clenched and
hands locked in fists in her lap, nearly all signs of her submission had been replaced with anger.
Dib now held the defeated look as he slowly shook his head. Gaz suddenly sat up off the bed with
a growl of disgust.
"I'm doing this for you, Dib! I don't know how else to solve this problem..."
Just as the boy opened his mouth to question exactly what she was going to do, a soft pair of lips
roughly met his in a forceful kiss.
Dib literally yelped in surprise, his horridly bruised conscience pushed aside by the confusion.
He barely had a chance to return the kiss before it ended and he found himself pushed back into
a laying position on the soft comforter of his bed. Perplexed honey-colored orbs watched as Gaz
locked Dib's bedroom door and returned to his side. Somewhere in her eyes, Dib knew that he saw
regret. Again they studied each other, Gaz looking down at Dib, her face shadowed and serious.
Dib still held the look of a flustered schoolboy. He knew what was going on, physically he wanted
it, but Dib questioned how this'd benefit their already uneasy relationship. Almost no words were
spoken from that point forward. Without a smile, Gaz crept onto the bed, positioning her body over
his. Their lips met once more, softer this time, yet still lacking the emotional comfort that
should've come naturally with the action. Dib squirmed slightly as he felt Gaz's hands slide
up the front of his shirt, massaging his chest. He wasn't used to being touched, and her hands felt
rough and cold despite the heat of the room. Gaz broke off the kiss and sat herself back a little,
silently encouraging Dib to remove his shirt. Dib nervously complied, pulling the light blue peice
of clothing over his head and tossing it to the floor. He lay there now, pale and bare chested,
watching his sister for the next move. She was clearly incharge, though they equally lacked
experience in the situation at hand. With a shrug, Gaz began sliding up her purple dress,
revealing soft and unscathed flesh that'd been hidden underneath. Soon the dress too joined Dib's
shirt on the floor. Dib felt a whimper form in his throat as he viewed the sight before him. Gaz
sat strattled over his waist, one knee placed on either side of the bed beneath him. She now only
wore plain black panties, a matching bra that covered her decently sized breasts, the skull
necklace and a look of stubborn pride. Dib felt himself grow hot, the pressure of arousal forming,
much to his embarressment. He could'nt believe how much that one peice of clothing had hidden
from his eyes during the years.
Again Gaz came to him, pressing her body against Dib's and renewing their broken kiss. Dib felt
her tongue enter his mouth this time, he savored the bittersweet flavor and began to relax finally.
Her hands were there again, on his chest, slowly moving downward, gently massaging his body as
they went. Dib's own hands slipped along the smooth skin of Gaz's back before venturing to the
front, sliding to her chest and coming to rest on her sensitive swells of flesh. They remained
covered until Dib pressed onward, pushing up the concealing fabric. His fingers continued to work,
unsure digits carefully oppressing the light pink nipples, resulting in a surpsrised gasp from the
occupied lips of Gaz. Dib felt her body shudder against his and then resume its previous movements,
more enthusiastic then moments before. Together, their breathing increased, Dib found the clasp on
the back of his sister's bra, undid it and tossed the item away. Gaz's hands had finished their
persuit downwards and came to rest on the obvious excitement of Dib, concealed under thick black
denim. The moment her hands came to that point, Dib tensed up again. Gaz either didn't notice or
didn't care about Dib's sudden uneasyness, she boldly continued on, unzipping his pants and moving
out of the way just enough to slide them down. Dib could only watch as the bare-chested girl's
touch returned, this time uncovering his hard erection from the UFO-print boxers that it stood
proudly behind. As she firmly took hold of it, Dib's eyes slid shut in an ecstasy that he'd never
before experienced. A powerful feeling overtook his weakened body, an intense sensation of
pleasure and trust. Dib heard himself moan as she worked him over with careful hands and the
occasional lick, rationality and regret was quickly making its way far from his mind. Gaz's grip
was firm, almost rough on him, but it brought such a great feeling. Something else came hidden
with that feeling, an emotion that Dib hadn't wanted to feel prior, but now, it rushed him and
conquered his senses. He began to thrust into her hand, slowly at first, but quickly gaining speed.
Her grasp tightened, forcing him to push harder and stronger each time. Dib's body screamed for
release, wanted to spend itself right then and not hold off any longer. He fought with himself to
hold it in, but the boy knew he couldn't last long. Continuing with his movement, Dib's soft brown
eyes looked pleading towards Gaz. She was carefully watching her own movements, but caught Dib's
gaze. Busy hands slowly came to a stop, slightly moist and sticky from the bit of liquid that'd
dribbled out, too eager to escape. Dib watched as Gaz slid her panties off, leaving her completly
exposed to him. As she crawled up onto the waiting body, Dib felt a pang of guilt. He knew she
didn't really want to do this. But the two bare bodies moved to meet each other despite this,
Gaz lowering herself onto Dib's ready shaft. She moved hesitantly, Dib supressed another groan as
the moisture of virgin skin touched his tip, teasing him. His waist moved upwards instinctivly,
wanting to dig into the hot sanctuary, it pressed harder as Gaz moved to accept it. Soft pink
yielded to pale hardness, allowing violation in trade for pleasure. As she slid down further, Dib
reached up and wrapped his arms around her form, pulling Gaz's body close against his chest. Both
him and her paused for a moment, adjusting to the new feeling. Dib's mind was racing, this is what
he'd wanted for so long. He needed this feeling of acceptance. As he waited inside of her, Dib
realized the importantce of this moment. She hadn't wanted to do this, but through a very rare
act of love, she sacrificed herself for him, trying to help solve a problem that pained him so
much. He began to move again, slowly pumping against the moisture. Dib felt Gaz's ragged breath
against his neck, she positioned herself better, sitting down and moving with him. They moved as
one, two halves of a whole acting together, a bond of flesh and soul alike. So many hard, harsh
memories faded, nothing could ruin this moment. This was the emotion that Dib had yearned for for
years, now it was plentiful, it'd stay forever. Gently, he guided her to the side, rolling over
and putting himself on top. Dib ducked his head, taking the pink nub of Gaz's left breast into
his mouth, suckling and massaging it with his tongue. An excited cry escaped her, and the pair's
rhythm increased pace. He then moved from her left breast to the right one, giving it equal
treatment. She'd made him feel so good, Dib was determined to return the favor. His mouth
remained there for many more seconds before it glided again, this time along her collarbone,
nipping and licking. Then to the base of her neck, ascending upward to her light lips, grazing
the skin with tender bites. They then kissed long and passionate, tongues meeting and departing,
exploring ever crevice of the other's mouth. Dib pressed himself harder into Gaz, feeling a
climax threatening to break forth at any moment. Again he tried to hold it back, but another
sharp cry from Gaz demanded his release. Breath and energy increased equally, mouths leaving one
another only to emit excited cries as the final exchange was made, fluids erupting forth to
mingle in the last heated wave of pleasure. The world became a dizzy mirage of unique sounds and
scents as the most incredible feeling washed over Dib before slowly subsiding. The creaks and
drones of the night slowly crept back into the muggy room, its two occupants still lay with loud,
ragged breathing, minds returning to their normal state, turning again over and over the events
that just taken place. Dib left the tight little sanctuary, his body coating with a thin sheen
of sweat. The greatest feeling ever, and it'd never again leave him. The feeling that everyone
needed to experience atleast once in their lifetime, love. Satisfyed with the evening,
golden-brown eyes slid shut, and Dib curled up close in the dampened sheets to the one person
that could, and had, saved him.
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Yep, this is the sex chapter. Enjoy.
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Chapter 3
"...freedom to enjoy what was meant to be enjoyed...
...no longer do I feel isolated..."
Familiar, all too familiar. Like a horrible case of de-ja-vu, Dib found himself slinking silently
up to his room after a long and antagonizing afternoon. He knew that this day wouldn't end like the
other one though, he knew that Gaz wouldn't follow him up to check on him. She wouldn't show up
to comfort him with a loving blanket of friendliness and trust. No, today Dib would face his
frusteration with the world alone.
The opressing weight of failure followed him up the carpeted stairs and into his cluttered domain.
There, it made itself at home, casting a gloomy feel over the area. Not bothering to turn on
the lights, Dib removed his jacket and boots and slunk into the unkept bed. Soft sheets cushioned
his weary body, and deep golden eyes slid shut. Dib pulled a pillow over his face, muffling a sigh
and letting himself relax. The air in the small room felt hot and humid, it smelt stale. He wanted
to get up and start the fan, but Dib's body just wouldn't listen. It was content with its state of
deathlike placidness. His eyes remained closed, ears listening to quiet sounds muffled by the
pillow. He could hear the electronic buzz that was constant throughout the house, the scraping
call of cicadas out in the yard mixed with the chirping of early crickets. The eerie stillness
mixed with the thick heat weighed down heavy on Dib's eyelids. One again, blissful sleep began to
overtake the burdened body.
"Dib...?"
Sienna eyes snapped open at the sound of a soft voice surprisingly familiar. Dib hesitated,
blinking away sleep. Only when his name was repeated again, closer, did he remove the pillow and
peer in question at the source of the voice.
Through the slightly ajar door Gaz peeked in. An unreadable expression was written across her face
as she watched him.
Dib slowly sat himself up, the curiousity not leaving him for a moment, heartbeat increasing.
"Yeah...?"
Gaz took a step forward, deeper into her brother's room. Her head was lowered slightly, Dib's eyes
searched to meet hers. The girl's demeanor held an air of defeat, of submissiveness. When her eyes
met Dib's, a tiny alarm went off in his mind. Gaz held a gaze of someone completly broken, scarred
or surpressed. Dib nervously reconized the look, too. It was the same stare that he met
everytime he'd faced the mirror. Everytime he dared to look at his reflection, to study himself.
Dib knew that Gaz was a strong person, frighteningly strong at times. She shouldn't be like this,
dragging herself into his room like a beaten slave. Somewhere, subconciously, Dib knew that he was
to blame for the shattered soul infront of him.
For a long time the siblings remained fixated on one another. Their soft breathing mixed with the
other evening sounds, outside the world grew darker. After moments that seemed like eternity, Gaz
broke the stare, downcasting her eyes once again, and took a place beside Dib on the bed. Dib's
soft gaze watched her, waiting for possibly an explanation for her sudden appearance.
The heavy silence was carefully pushed aside.
"Dib...there's...there's something we need to do..." Gaz took a breath as though she intended to
continue, but stopped.
Dib's mind searched for meaning behind the words, wanting her to go on.
"Something's wrong with you, Dib...different from the stuff that's always been wrong with you. How
could you do that to me?" She suddenly glared up at him, heated anger mixed with a deep pain as the
true feelings burst forth. "Not only that...but I was awake the other night, when you came into
my room...what do you want exactly, Dib?" The words were spat at him brutally, piercing the boy's
heart with needles.
Dib's couldn't respond, he was trembling, voice caught in his throat. He hadn't relized how badly
she'd been injured by his unthinking, selfish acts. The one person that he'd opened up too, the
one person he loved, was now verbally battering him. He knew what he'd done was wrong...but it'd
felt right. Gaz's voice continued to buzz in Dib's ears, but he quickly became lost in his own
swirling storm of regret. He was on the verge of breaking down, desperatly trying to hold it back.
Even without being able to hear Gaz's words, for they were muffled by the inner tempest, they
still beat against his brain.
"Dib? Hello? Earth to Dib? Listen to me!" Clear, frusterated words rang through the volley. Wet
golden eyes turned and met the dark hardened ones.
"Did you hear what I just said..?" Gaz appeared even more wrathful then before, teeth clenched and
hands locked in fists in her lap, nearly all signs of her submission had been replaced with anger.
Dib now held the defeated look as he slowly shook his head. Gaz suddenly sat up off the bed with
a growl of disgust.
"I'm doing this for you, Dib! I don't know how else to solve this problem..."
Just as the boy opened his mouth to question exactly what she was going to do, a soft pair of lips
roughly met his in a forceful kiss.
Dib literally yelped in surprise, his horridly bruised conscience pushed aside by the confusion.
He barely had a chance to return the kiss before it ended and he found himself pushed back into
a laying position on the soft comforter of his bed. Perplexed honey-colored orbs watched as Gaz
locked Dib's bedroom door and returned to his side. Somewhere in her eyes, Dib knew that he saw
regret. Again they studied each other, Gaz looking down at Dib, her face shadowed and serious.
Dib still held the look of a flustered schoolboy. He knew what was going on, physically he wanted
it, but Dib questioned how this'd benefit their already uneasy relationship. Almost no words were
spoken from that point forward. Without a smile, Gaz crept onto the bed, positioning her body over
his. Their lips met once more, softer this time, yet still lacking the emotional comfort that
should've come naturally with the action. Dib squirmed slightly as he felt Gaz's hands slide
up the front of his shirt, massaging his chest. He wasn't used to being touched, and her hands felt
rough and cold despite the heat of the room. Gaz broke off the kiss and sat herself back a little,
silently encouraging Dib to remove his shirt. Dib nervously complied, pulling the light blue peice
of clothing over his head and tossing it to the floor. He lay there now, pale and bare chested,
watching his sister for the next move. She was clearly incharge, though they equally lacked
experience in the situation at hand. With a shrug, Gaz began sliding up her purple dress,
revealing soft and unscathed flesh that'd been hidden underneath. Soon the dress too joined Dib's
shirt on the floor. Dib felt a whimper form in his throat as he viewed the sight before him. Gaz
sat strattled over his waist, one knee placed on either side of the bed beneath him. She now only
wore plain black panties, a matching bra that covered her decently sized breasts, the skull
necklace and a look of stubborn pride. Dib felt himself grow hot, the pressure of arousal forming,
much to his embarressment. He could'nt believe how much that one peice of clothing had hidden
from his eyes during the years.
Again Gaz came to him, pressing her body against Dib's and renewing their broken kiss. Dib felt
her tongue enter his mouth this time, he savored the bittersweet flavor and began to relax finally.
Her hands were there again, on his chest, slowly moving downward, gently massaging his body as
they went. Dib's own hands slipped along the smooth skin of Gaz's back before venturing to the
front, sliding to her chest and coming to rest on her sensitive swells of flesh. They remained
covered until Dib pressed onward, pushing up the concealing fabric. His fingers continued to work,
unsure digits carefully oppressing the light pink nipples, resulting in a surpsrised gasp from the
occupied lips of Gaz. Dib felt her body shudder against his and then resume its previous movements,
more enthusiastic then moments before. Together, their breathing increased, Dib found the clasp on
the back of his sister's bra, undid it and tossed the item away. Gaz's hands had finished their
persuit downwards and came to rest on the obvious excitement of Dib, concealed under thick black
denim. The moment her hands came to that point, Dib tensed up again. Gaz either didn't notice or
didn't care about Dib's sudden uneasyness, she boldly continued on, unzipping his pants and moving
out of the way just enough to slide them down. Dib could only watch as the bare-chested girl's
touch returned, this time uncovering his hard erection from the UFO-print boxers that it stood
proudly behind. As she firmly took hold of it, Dib's eyes slid shut in an ecstasy that he'd never
before experienced. A powerful feeling overtook his weakened body, an intense sensation of
pleasure and trust. Dib heard himself moan as she worked him over with careful hands and the
occasional lick, rationality and regret was quickly making its way far from his mind. Gaz's grip
was firm, almost rough on him, but it brought such a great feeling. Something else came hidden
with that feeling, an emotion that Dib hadn't wanted to feel prior, but now, it rushed him and
conquered his senses. He began to thrust into her hand, slowly at first, but quickly gaining speed.
Her grasp tightened, forcing him to push harder and stronger each time. Dib's body screamed for
release, wanted to spend itself right then and not hold off any longer. He fought with himself to
hold it in, but the boy knew he couldn't last long. Continuing with his movement, Dib's soft brown
eyes looked pleading towards Gaz. She was carefully watching her own movements, but caught Dib's
gaze. Busy hands slowly came to a stop, slightly moist and sticky from the bit of liquid that'd
dribbled out, too eager to escape. Dib watched as Gaz slid her panties off, leaving her completly
exposed to him. As she crawled up onto the waiting body, Dib felt a pang of guilt. He knew she
didn't really want to do this. But the two bare bodies moved to meet each other despite this,
Gaz lowering herself onto Dib's ready shaft. She moved hesitantly, Dib supressed another groan as
the moisture of virgin skin touched his tip, teasing him. His waist moved upwards instinctivly,
wanting to dig into the hot sanctuary, it pressed harder as Gaz moved to accept it. Soft pink
yielded to pale hardness, allowing violation in trade for pleasure. As she slid down further, Dib
reached up and wrapped his arms around her form, pulling Gaz's body close against his chest. Both
him and her paused for a moment, adjusting to the new feeling. Dib's mind was racing, this is what
he'd wanted for so long. He needed this feeling of acceptance. As he waited inside of her, Dib
realized the importantce of this moment. She hadn't wanted to do this, but through a very rare
act of love, she sacrificed herself for him, trying to help solve a problem that pained him so
much. He began to move again, slowly pumping against the moisture. Dib felt Gaz's ragged breath
against his neck, she positioned herself better, sitting down and moving with him. They moved as
one, two halves of a whole acting together, a bond of flesh and soul alike. So many hard, harsh
memories faded, nothing could ruin this moment. This was the emotion that Dib had yearned for for
years, now it was plentiful, it'd stay forever. Gently, he guided her to the side, rolling over
and putting himself on top. Dib ducked his head, taking the pink nub of Gaz's left breast into
his mouth, suckling and massaging it with his tongue. An excited cry escaped her, and the pair's
rhythm increased pace. He then moved from her left breast to the right one, giving it equal
treatment. She'd made him feel so good, Dib was determined to return the favor. His mouth
remained there for many more seconds before it glided again, this time along her collarbone,
nipping and licking. Then to the base of her neck, ascending upward to her light lips, grazing
the skin with tender bites. They then kissed long and passionate, tongues meeting and departing,
exploring ever crevice of the other's mouth. Dib pressed himself harder into Gaz, feeling a
climax threatening to break forth at any moment. Again he tried to hold it back, but another
sharp cry from Gaz demanded his release. Breath and energy increased equally, mouths leaving one
another only to emit excited cries as the final exchange was made, fluids erupting forth to
mingle in the last heated wave of pleasure. The world became a dizzy mirage of unique sounds and
scents as the most incredible feeling washed over Dib before slowly subsiding. The creaks and
drones of the night slowly crept back into the muggy room, its two occupants still lay with loud,
ragged breathing, minds returning to their normal state, turning again over and over the events
that just taken place. Dib left the tight little sanctuary, his body coating with a thin sheen
of sweat. The greatest feeling ever, and it'd never again leave him. The feeling that everyone
needed to experience atleast once in their lifetime, love. Satisfyed with the evening,
golden-brown eyes slid shut, and Dib curled up close in the dampened sheets to the one person
that could, and had, saved him.
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