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They worked long throughout the afternoon, taking only breaks to walk to the pool and drink long drafts of water. On one such occasion, Harry returned with Apolline. As they walked along the path, he felt a wave of anxiety and awkwardness, but Apolline quickly broke the tension, turning to give him one of her secret smiles just for him and winking. The expression was hidden from his sisters, and he felt a surge of anxiety.
Apolline's steps slowed, and Harry was forced to slow with her, following her along the narrow path. His sisters' voices faded further away as Apolline forced them into a slower pace. Harry looked at her questioningly, and she smiled warmly at him.
"How are you handling all this?" she asked, her tone filled with love and concern.
"Fine," Harry replied. "Honestly, I haven't really thought about it. There's just been so much to do."
"I know the girls are grateful for everything you've done. I think they appreciate the time you spent being an Eagle Scout more now. I know I do." She fell silent for a few moments before looking at him again. "How are you, Apolline?" Harry asked.
"I'm terrified," she said. "I'm constantly worried about what might happen if someone gets hurt or an infection sets in. What if we're never rescued? There are so many things to worry about. I don't even know half of what I should be afraid of!" She broke down then, crying, and Harry pulled her into his embrace. He felt her collapse against his chest, overwhelmed by long-hidden emotions.
"It will be alright," he assured her quietly, patting her back. "Whatever happens, we'll deal with it. I promise I'll keep you all safe. I love you, Apolline." He held her close, trying to impart his knowledge and faith to her. Her hands clenched into fists on his shirt, and she pulled back slightly, looking at him with tear-streaked eyes, her face filled with shame and fear.
"You don't hate me?" she asked, and Harry shook his head in confusion.
"Why would I hate you?"
"For breaking up with your godfather, dragging you on this disastrous trip, and for... earlier," she whispered, her eyes desperately searching his.
"Apolline," Harry said, smoothing her hair. "You would never do anything to make me hate you. Besides, Dad's a jerk who wanted to stay home and fuck his secretary anyway... sorry."
"Unnecessary," she snorted. "I stopped caring about him long ago." She looked at Harry with her big, gentle eyes and bit her lower lip nervously before continuing, "Didn't earlier upset you?"
"Oh my God!" Harry said, feeling his cock react to the memory, pulsing between their bodies. "No, it was... amazing... thank you."
"It was my pleasure," she said with a sexy smile. "Really, you have no idea how good it felt to be useful and desired, even if it's just an old woman."
"Old woman? What are you talking about? You're wonderful, Apolline!"
"Thank you, darling," she said, pulling away from him and turning to head back down the trail. "I don't hear things like that often, and it warms my heart."
"Apolline," Harry said, reaching out to grab her arm and turn her towards him, looking into her eyes. "You know we will get off this island, right?"
"Harry," she said, turning away. He didn't know what else she had to say, because when she turned back to him, he felt her body press against his, her eyes looking deeply into his. Their breaths were heavy, and Harry realized his chest was also rising and falling. Their hands rested on each other's backs, pulling them closer, and before he knew it, their lips were joined, their tongues intertwined in a passionate embrace. All thoughts of his sisters, the jungle, and their desperate situation fled his mind.
Finally, shaking and breathing unevenly, Apolline and Harry pulled away from each other, looking around the darkening jungle, wondering how long they had been lost in their embrace.
"Well..." she said at last, brushing her hair back and stepping away from him. "I think that puts to bed my little insecurity," her eyes glanced down at the raging erection pressing against his boxers, "Mhmm, that big guy too!" she finished with a mischievous smile.
"I think we should explore the island together tomorrow," Apolline said as she returned to the trail, looking at him meaningfully. "What do you think, big boy?"
Harry's lips moved like a fish out of water, and he could only nod. Apolline laughed merrily as she headed back to the beach, humming contentedly to herself. He dared not hope for what they might get into the next day and had to imagine his old headmaster, cold showers, and all sorts of other things on the way back to calm his hard-on. Still, Apolline's perfect ass shaking ahead of him on the trail kept him undoubtedly firm.
Gabrielle was oblivious, huddled over her first pair of shoes she was weaving by the fire, but Fleur's eyes widened and looked at his face, her cheeks reddening. They took their places around the small, glowing fire and relaxed while Gabrielle and Harry worked. Harry took fire-hardened bamboo and began tying them together into a sturdy shaft, then split one end around a small stone, bending the ends in specific directions so the spear would move in a spiral through the water, swimming straight, and trapping fish at the ends.
That night, they celebrated as Gabrielle put on the shoes and ran up and down the beach, not taking them off. They looked silly but protected her feet and were great for exploring the rough lava rock. They all climbed into the cave and crawled onto the soft sand, huddled together. Apolline and Gabrielle talked about making a bed and a sleeping frame, and Harry listened to their quiet plans as he fell asleep.
The next morning, Harry woke up early again, but found Fleur and Gabrielle already up. Fleur immediately asked if he would show her something about fishing, and he agreed. As he headed to the pool to swim with her, he noticed Apolline's eyes flashing a wink at him. Then she sat with Gabrielle, helping her with the remaining pairs of shoes.
Fleur was a strong swimmer, so she could pull the spear in the pool, which was a great start. However, when they first reached the bay and got out of the water onto the sandy shore, Fleur took off her top, laying the tattered garment on a rock. Harry's eyes widened at the sight of her topless, and he began to protest as she started to remove her yoga pants.
"Whoa, what are you doing?" Harry said, turning away and covering his eyes with his hands.
"Do you really think I'm going to spend all day swimming in tight pants and a loose, uncomfortable shirt?" she asked. "Besides, we're alone here, no one can see us... it's rather liberating."
"Okay," Harry said, still covering his eyes. "But you're my sister."
"Harry, you've been practically naked this whole time. Do you think we don't see your big cock through those little boxers? Hey," she said, pulling his hand down, uncovering his eyes. Harry looked down and saw her standing in just her panties. "You'll see a lot more of that if we stay on this island longer."
"What do you mean?" Harry asked, trying to keep his gaze on her eyes and not glance down at her sexy, slim body.
"Nothing, never mind," she laughed, seeing his eyes wander down. "Come on, big boy. I'm ready to eat something that's not a coconut."
Shaking off his naughty thoughts, Harry took her to the deeper end of the pool, away from the reef, and showed her how to dive straight down, clearing the pressure by blowing through a pinched nose, then finding a safe level for hunting. It took her a few tries, but she quickly got the hang of it. It was satisfying to see her determination and persistence in learning this difficult skill. She proved better than Harry at simple underwater spear throws, but still had trouble diving and maintaining control of the spear since the bamboo was a bit too buoyant for her.
They returned to the shore, and Harry took a hand ax and cut a few feet off the bottom of the spear. Fleur sat beside him on the sand, her hips touching his, making him painfully aware of her beauty. She looked even more beautiful in the golden inlet light, shining down from the gap above. Her hair was mostly clean and smelled of fresh sea, and her skin gleamed, her flawless pale perfection drawing Harry's eyes unrelentingly to her slender legs and the perfect curve of her hips. Her breasts were small and high, topped with swollen pink nipples that seemed to call for teasing and play.
Harry finished trimming the bottom of the spear and smoothed the bamboo, then waded into the water to test it. He also wanted to get away from Fleur, as it was becoming harder to hide the lustful thoughts she was putting into his head. He pretended to ignore her smirk as his cock twitched in his shorts, nearly at full mast, and dived deep underwater, swimming to the reef. He decided to make a real test with the spear, and as he approached the lower structure of the white reef, he saw dozens of large fish swimming around. He turned sideways, as he had been taught, and threw with his hips, rotating his entire body, extending the spear forward and releasing it. To his amazement, he watched it fly quickly and straight, spinning slightly to maintain its course, as it struck the side of a large white fish.
The rest of the fish scattered, and Harry grabbed the spear, pulling it out with the attached prize, and turned, swimming to the surface. Fleur was in the water behind him, her face full of surprise and pride as she swam up and surfaced beside him.
"You caught it! That was amazing, Harry!"
They swam to the shallow end, and she helped him pull the fish onto the shore. Harry had planned for this and pulled the spear out before they exited the water, then threaded a woven vine through the gills. She followed him to the other end of the sand, where the water had the strongest current swirling down and out to sea. There, Fleur helped him dig a small pit and lay out the stones he had dragged. Harry pulled out one of the diamond tools he had taken from the deposit found by Apolline and showed his stepsister how to scale and gut the fish. He wasn't sure what kind of fish it was, but its meat was thick and white, with few bones protruding from the spine.
"We can use this string and thread it through the gills like this," Harry showed her, "and leave it in this shallow spot to keep it fresh while we practice. It should stay fresh all day."
"Tonight we're having meat," she said, smiling with excitement. "And it's all thanks to you, little brother!"
She hugged him tightly, and Harry returned the embrace, more excited about the prospect of fish than he would have guessed. On the other hand, a few days of eating nothing but coconuts and dealing with the accompanying bowel movements would make even the most reluctant fish eater relish a bit of sushi. As his arms pulled her slim body against him, he felt her pressing against him, and his cock started to respond. He released Fleur and wanted to pull away, but she held on for a long second, snuggling against his chest as he felt her firm stomach rub against his hardening cock.
"I think the hunter deserves a reward," she said in a low, sultry voice, looking up at him from under long lashes. "For catching the prey... what do you think?" Harry's cock throbbed even harder between them, and her smile widened. Just as Fleur bit her delicate lower lip and her hand moved around his waist and between their bodies, they both heard the sound of splashing as someone swam into the lagoon. Fleur jumped away from him, glanced down between them, winked at him, then turned and shouted, "Apolline! Come and see what Harry caught!"
Apoline swam over, her tanned arms pulling her through the water with grace and economy of movement. She emerged effortlessly, the sun behind her, framing her slicked-back hair and ample curves like an Instagram model. Fleur took a small step back, her firm, petite buttocks pressing into Harry's shorts, pinning him between them.
"Fleur, cover yourself!" said Apolline, scandalized as she finally broke free and approached them. "Oh, look, Harry, you did it!" she exclaimed as she noticed the fish.
"Swimming in the lagoon all day in that loose shirt and pants is too dangerous," Fleur said, pointing at her clothes, but Harry noticed her frosty demeanor towards him had thawed a bit when Apolline looked at her. Fleur's cheeks blushed, and she crossed her arms over her chest.
"That makes sense," Apolline said, frowning at the nearly naked Fleur. Then she saw Harry standing right behind her, his bulge almost impossible to hide, and her frown turned into a mocking amusement. "Well, kudos to you kids for bringing us fish. Fleur, what do you think about doing it? Is it safe?"
"I want to try the new spear," Fleur said, taking the tool and twirling it in her hands. "Harry shortened it, and I think it will be much easier for me to dive with it and get a good thrust."
"Then that's good news," Apolline said, turning to Harry, her eyes gleaming with more than just joy at the prospect of stable food that wasn't coconuts. "If we set out now, we'll have time to explore the center of the island, and maybe even its other end."
"Come on, Harry," Fleur said, smiling enthusiastically and looking towards the reef. "The island needs to be explored, and none of you should do it alone."
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