Disclaimer: I still don't own fablehaven. A short, pretty much filler chapter. Nothing really happens here.
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Everyone was confused when Dale didn't show up for breakfast that day, that is except Kendra. They were having pancakes, Dale loved pancakes. He would never miss out on pancakes. Warren set down his fork, "Do any of you know where Dale is?"
Everyone shook their head and let out a chorous of "I don't knows"s and "No idea"s.
Warren furrowed his brows in confusion, "I'm going to go check the cabin, maybe he slept in. Don't any of you even think about touching my pancakes." Then he pushed out his chair and left. Nobody noticed the smirk allighning Kendra's lips.
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Warren knocked on Dale's door, just in case he was changing in there. After a few moments he heard Dale shout, "Finally! Come in please!"
Warren opened his dooor to see the shock of his life. Dale was freaking naked, and that wasn't it. His hands were tied to his headboard by what looked like his own freaking belt! He was covered in a sticky substance! And the weirdest of all on his chest it read, PROPERTY OF KENDRA SORENSON.
Warren gaped for a mooment before recovering his senses, he qiuckly untied Dale. Dale sat up, "Thanks."
"What the hell happened?!"
"Let's just say that our cousin is very good in bed."
Warren blinked, "She left you tied up to your own bed, and didn't even bother to cover you."
Dale pulled on a fresh pair of boxers, "Well yeah that too, but still. You wouldn't have been able to resist either, you would have begged her as well. Though yeah, that was pretty humiliating leaving me here like that. Maybe she didn't think about it, didn't realize I was still tied up."
Warren sighed, "I don't think Kendra does anything without thinking about it first. I'm just going to pretend this didn't happen. Like I never found you in this state, and like you didn't just tell me your fifteeen year old cousin took your virginity."
Then Warren left Dale to shower and dress. Warren couldn't fathom how his sweeet innocent cousin could leave his older brother like that. Or how Kendra could even be interested in him. A surge of jealously filled Warren's stomach, and Warren couldn't understand why he felt it.
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In the shower, Dale's mind kept drifting to the night before. He kept on thinking about Kendra's hands on his cock and her voice in his ear.
Dale looked down and sighed, yep completly hard. Dale bit his lip, thinking over his problem. He reached down and wrapped a hand around himself, pretending it was Kendra's body. He started pumping himself, pretending that Kendra was riding him, legs around his waist. Dale closed his eyes, and it was Kendra fucking him not his own hand. He gave his cock another pump, and in his minds eye, Kendra had snapped her hips against his. "Kendra," Dale moaned. He reapeated his action over and over, picking up speed until he cummed all over his shower.