Disclaimer: I don't own TUC. there…short and concise. :P

Author's Note: Dee here! ^^ Fair warning: this is my first lemon…which is probably why it so sounds so crappy and such. Er…yeah…incest. One of my favorite topics. XD Oh! It's set 8 years after. I couldn't bring myself to have Gregor ( a 12 year old) have sex with Lizzie (an 8 year old) at their original ages. I think you can see why.

Chapter Rating: M.

~Sharing Memories~

The soft rap on my door surprised me.

I was on my bed…thinking about what had happened in the Underland 8 years ago. I was curled up hugging my pillow, slightly distracted by my train of thought. We were still in the small apartment, after determining that my grandmother was too sick to carry along to Virginia.

"Lizzie? It's me, Gregor." I looked up towards the door. Gregor had a sad expression on his face.

"You too?" I whispered. Gregor sadly nodded.

"I always wonder what would happen if we went back. I could see Luxa again and I'm sure Ripred would be happy to see you."

Ripred. He took care of me, watched over me; he was like my other father. I started to cry. I was 16 years old and I was still crying over my gnawer friend. Was he still alive? Was he happy? I wanted to go back. The tears from my eyes left a steady stream down my face. Why? WHY?! I continued to cry when I felt something soft brush away my tears. Gregor was sitting there, looking at me concerned. I was about to wave my sadness away when I felt his lips on mine. My eyes widened. But I didn't struggle. I knew it was wrong, that this shouldn't be allowed anywhere, but I couldn't resist. His searching lips, his light fingers brushing away the tears on my cheek; I felt myself melt into his arms. He showed concern. He understood what I was going through. And he too felt despair that he could never see a special someone again. Luxa…Luxa. With that one name, I found the power to push myself away. I was weak but Gregor was caught by surprise and I managed to break away.

"Gregor! What are you doing?" Gregor looked slightly stunned before he had a slight smirk on his face.

"Well, Lizzie, I'm trying to comfort you." Comfort? What? This was how we was going to comfort me? I was confused. I was confused about his feelings, his intentions, and most of all, my feelings back. I couldn't deny that I liked that kiss. I was ashamed to admit that I wanted more. "You liked it?"

I jumped. Was he reading my mind? I didn't utter a single word and yet, he seemed to know what I wanted. No wait! I didn't want my brother to kiss me! That was incest. But thinking about that kiss made me melt inside. Meekly, I turned my head. Gregor was relaxed, almost a tad full of his self. "You want more? I could always comfort you. You just have to let me know."

I turned my head away from him. "I'm fine, thank you. And shouldn't you be thinking about Luxa? What would she say if she knew what you were doing?"

Gregor shrugged. "What concern do I have for Luxa now? I learned a long time ago that there's no point in waiting for something you can't have. You, on the other hand, I can have." And he leaned in once again.

This time his lips were forceful, trying to prove a point. It wasn't that kind, gentle, caring kiss he gave me earlier; it was as if he was trying to get into my pants. I tried my hardest to push him away but he just pinned me down again. "Lizzie, stop squirming. It'll only make this very difficult."

I stopped. "WHAT?!"

Gregor smiled before kissing me again. His fingers wound into my hair, making sure I couldn't break free. His free hand went down, down until it was cupping my ass. I was stunned. My own brother was making a move on me and I couldn't do anything about it. I felt his tongue try to part my lips. I kept my lips as closed as I could. The hand that had cupped my ass was now moving upward and more towards the front side. He unclasped my bra and threw it to a corner in the room. His hand was resting on my breast, slowly massaging it. Despite myself, I let out a little moan. It felt so good! For that time, I wasn't concerned about the fact that Gregor was my brother, that I was only sixteen, that my parents or Boots could walk in at any moment. No; I was drowning in pleasure. Gregor continued to massage my breast but his lips were moving down. First, my neck. Every place he left his lips, I felt it numb. He continued to trail down, moving slowly past my clavicle and finally stopping at my nipple. He grinned for a bit before he started sucking on it. Oh God! The pleasure was too much. I moaned louder and louder until I felt Gregor's lips on mine again.

"Let's try again now, shall we?" His lips parted mine again; only this time, I let his tongue slip in. We were making out on my bed and I had no concern about what could happen next. I lost myself in his arms. The hand massaging my breast moved to my inner thigh. He moved it back and forth, every time getting closer to my sensitive area. I moaned as the hand came closer and closer. I felt myself getting wetter and wetter. At the time, I was glad that I was wearing a short skirt…made this whole process easier.

"Oh God, Gregor! Just do it already!" I was gasping and panting and I just wanted this to finish. Not that I wasn't enjoying this, I really was. I just wanted something to happen. I felt as if I was suffocating and only when this finished could I breathe again. But Gregor seemed to be in no rush. The hand on my thigh stopped rubbing. NO! It felt so good. "Gregor! Don't stop!"

"But I have a different idea," he smirked. Slowly he took of my t-shirt, leaving me only in my skirt. Any other day, I would have felt embarrassed that my brother was doing this to me. But after everything, I only wanted to press myself against him even more. Gregor examined me from head to toe. "Hmmm…I think we need to take this off as well." And off came my skirt. It soon joined my bra and t-shirt in the corner. "Oh…and we need to take this off as well." My panties were slowly taken off, Gregor certainly enjoying this.

I was naked in the middle of the room. For a split second, I felt the urge to cover myself. But Gregor grabbed my hands and guided them under his shirt. He let go and yet, my hands knew what to do. I pressed myself against him and lifted his shirt up above his head. Gregor grinned at my assertiveness and nodded his head, letting me continue. But I was going to humour him for just a bit. My fingers traced the scars Gregor had gained back in the Underland. They reminded me so much of what had happened but I bit my lip and continued. It also helped that Gregor had a six-pack which I began to trace as well. He had been through so much. My newly eager hands went down to the zipper of his shorts. I slowly unzipped, making sure to take my time. As they fell down, I heard a slight gasp from Gregor. I looked up, concerned. But he only shook his head, telling me to continue. I slid off his boxers to find myself facing this huge dick. My eyes widened at my potential opponent. But I refused to let my fear show. The problem was….I didn't know what to do next. Gregor knowingly wrapped his hand around mine and guided my hand to his…"thing". Instinctively, I wrapped my hand around "it" but I paused. Was I supposed to move up and down or what? Gregor held my wrist and moved my hand up and down. As I quickly picked up the pace, his hand let go of my wrist and he started moaning. After just a few seconds, I decided to do something different. I let my tongue lap over the tip of "it" before a slight pause. I remember my friend telling me how to do this with an orange Popsicle but I disregarded it then. Now, I regret not paying attention.

"Gregor, I don't know how to do this." I immediately felt bad. I couldn't give my brother the pleasure he had given me.

Gregor looked down towards my face and stared for a bit. Then he pulled me up and held my chin. "It's fine. Once you're confident, we can always try again."

I smiled, happy that he was so understanding. I walked towards the corner with the clothes but was immediately restrained in Gregor's arms. "Where do you think you're going, dear sister?"

I was bewildered. "I'm getting my clothes."

Gregor chuckled under his breath. "I said we would try the blowjob some other time, not the sex." And with that, he pinned me down on to the bed.

"Gregor, I thought—"

"No. I will only let you go for that one thing. You have to finish everything else." Gregor positioned his self above me, looking ready to insert into me. I closed my eyes, not ready for what was about to happen. And then I felt something slimy enter me. Grossed out, I opened my eyes to see what was happening. Gregor was still there but instead of his member, his tongue was inside. Truth be told, I was slightly disgusted. But after only a few seconds, Gregor decided that penetration was better. Before I could prepare myself, he thrusted into me. Tears started welling up from the pain before quickly being replaced by pleasure. "Gregor…Gregor! Oh, god! It feels so good!" I continued to moan his name louder and louder, not even sure if my parents were still home. I neglected my surroundings, my senses were clogged. All I could think about was the pleasure wrapping around me and how good it felt. "Faster! Dear god, faster!" And Gregor did move faster. I could feel it in my core. He kept pushing and pushing and in the background of noise, I heard a soft moan. I felt the climax coming and it was coming fast. In about 3 seconds, I screamed.

"GREGOR!!"

I was too tired after that. Gregor collapsed on top of me, breathing hard. Listening to his breathing, it made me feel all horny again. I kissed his lips, happy that I did let him comfort me. It felt so good and he was so strong and sure.

"We're home!"

I was immediately turned off. Staring at Gregor, I could only feel shock now. I let my brother have sex with me. He took my virginity and…oh my god. My parents and Boots were home! I rushed to find my clothes and quickly put them on.

"Gregor. Gregor! Get up! Mom and Dad are home!" With those 5 words, Gregor's eyes fluttered open and widened in shock.

"DAMN!!!" He grabbed his clothes and quickly put them on. Together, we cleaned up the mess we made and pretended as if nothing happened. The door flew open just as we both sat down on the bed.

"So…what did you guys do?" my dad asked. Gregor and I quickly glance at each other.

"Uh…not much. We were just hanging around, talking about old times." In a way, that wasn't a lie. We did talk about the Underland…if only for a few minutes. But my father didn't have to know about the other thing.

"Okay. Well, I just want to let you know that we're going to Miss Comaci's place this evening. You guys don't have to come if you want but your mother and I will be taking Boots. Can you guys handle it?"

I held in my laughter. Well, I think it was going to be all right. Gregor kept a straight face and said, "Of course. We'll be fine."

My dad glanced at the two of us before smiling. "Is it just me or are you guys even closer?"

In my mind, I could only think about how close we really were.