16 comments/ 49996 views/ 46 favorites Melody and Lyrics By: MSTarot "Brandon?" Hearing my name being called from the back door of my Mom's house, loud enough to be heard over the garden tiller, I shut it off. "Yea Mom?" I answer after wiping sweat from my face. Walking towards the backdoor a little I can see her better. "Brand, your Auntie Willow just called. What she was trying to tell me I have no idea! She was in an absolute panic and I couldn't understand a word she was saying really, through all those tears. The most I caught was she needs you and it has something to do with Melody." I see my mom drying her hands on a dishtowel. "Would you run over there and see what's got her in such a twist?" "Sure I'll head over." Going over to the fence I grab up my shirt but don't put it on just yet. I'm soaked in sweat from running that damn tiller for the last two hours. Damn it, I was almost done though. Wonder what the hell Melody needs. Hopping into my truck I crank it up and take off the four miles to my Aunt and Uncles place. As I pass the new shopping mall and Wal-Mart that going up I shake my head again at my families stupidity. Looking out the windshield at all the farmland going by me. It should all be still in the family, just like the land the new Wal-Mart is sitting on should have been. You see my family owned this whole valley about a hundred years ago. It's even called Thrasher Valley. My great grand father came here back in the eighteen hundreds and bought this place for a song. The civil war was over and he had the money from somewhere. It's not told where he got it from but he had enough to buy up this whole valley. Over the years it's been sold off piece by piece. Now only four little farms, hardly big enough to be called that, remain in the family. The cold air through the open window of my truck soon has me dried off. Even a little chilled. Turning my truck off what was once the family road between fields I turn onto the long gravel driveway up to my uncle's house. When I pull up outside the door opens before I can even get the truck shut down. My auntie Willow comes running out the house and jumps into my arms before I'm half out my truck. Crying her head off her hands clutch at my bare skin. I pat at her shoulder till I get her to calm down a little. "You've got to calm down enough to tell me what's happened." I tell her getting a little nervous now. She thrusts a piece of paper into my hands. I open it to Melody's flowing writing. "I've gone to Lyric caves. I'll show them I'm just as good as they are." Looking up at my aunt I can see the worry in her face. "When did she leave?' "Sometime this morning! I thought she was going shopping with her friends." My Aunt is wringing her hands. "Oh god Brandon what if something happened to her?" I look at the setting sun. Maybe an hour till dark. "Easy now. I'll go get my stuff and go see if I can find her. Where are Todd and Jason?" "They drove down to the game!" she claws at my bare back again. "They won't be home for hours." "It's okay. I'll find her. Now call sheriff Tompson and tell him what's happening. If I don't show back up by midnight he needs to get someone out there with some caving experience. When my two cousins get their asses back from the football game send them up to the caves." When I finally manage to get her off me and I pull on my shirt and head back to the house. "What's that fool girl thinking!" I say to myself as I drive. I know the answer. I have a grand total of thirteen cousins. If you include my brothers and me there are sixteen boys and one girl. Want to guess who keeps constantly feeling like she has to prove she's as good as the others? Mom about has a come apart when I get home and tell her what's happening. "We...! That girl! Eighteen years old and still wild as the day she was born!" Mom follows me about the house as I grab up what I need. I'm double checking my caving gear and tossing it into the back of the truck when she drops a bombshell. "It's all your fault" Turning to my mom with a bag in mid lift my jaw drops a bit... "My fault? How the hell is it my fault?" "You got all your fool cousins interested in those caves. If you hadn't taken that stupid job. If you had just gone to work with Mr. Farsen like I wanted you to none of this would be happening." I just look at my mom for a second then slowly nod. "Right." I say drawing the word out into a long breath. "Yea it's all on me. None of the others ever get into any trouble without me doing it first. Although how that works since I'm the second youngest I'll never know." "Stop being a smart ass and go find your cousin." I hop into the truck. "Brandon?" "Yea mom?" "Be careful. Find Melody but you be careful as well." "I will. I know those caves better than anyone in this county does. I'll find her." I can see where she cut through the chain with a set of bolt cutters. The metal grill that covers the top of the entrance is still resting back against the side of the dogwood tree next to it. "Melody!" I stand back from the entrance and yell. I know better than to be yelling inside the cave. That was one of the first things I was told when I took the job as a tour guide at a large cave, tourist trap, not far from the college I attended. The job, like the college hadn't really worked out. Slipping my coveralls on over my underwear, I leave my clothes in the car next to the change of clothes I grabbed for her to wear. Old stuff of mine, a pair of sweats and a t-shirt, but it will do her till I get her home. There is no way she's getting into my truck in what she wore into the cave. Grabbing a roll of duct tape I tape my pants legs to my boots. My headlight flickers on then goes very bright. I adjust the sweat bandana and tighten the cap. "Okay. Here we go." I say softly to myself as I walk into the opening. Descending into the cave the wet smell of mud is almost instantly there. Then the cold chill of the draft starts to wash past me. My headlight illuminated the walls where people have brought cans of spray paint and painted their names and shit. Those end after about the first thirty feet. At that point the cave takes a sharp turn and the little sliver of light that's the outside world fades out of sight. The paint happy fools don't ever come this far. Hells other than a few guys like me who love these dark places I imagine only a few have. I know one kid got lost in here about five years ago. That's when they put up the metal grating across the door. Hearing a squeak I look up. In my light I see one of the little dark furred bats clinging to the walls about ten feet over head. It's because of him and his ten thousand kinfolk's that the sheriff didn't just back a concrete truck up and cement in the opening. The opening in the metal grating is big enough for the bats to get out but not for people to get in. Right.... And no one owns bolt cutters in this county. Sixty feet in and the walls fall away to either side. My little light struggles to light, Song cave, as it's called. My brother and I, when he was still home and not overseas playing in the sand, brought a generator out here and ran power cords down too here once. We had one hell of a beer party that night with about thirty people we led in here. I was one of the more than a few that tested out the acoustics of Song cave with a girl in one of the little shadowy side pockets. Because of that I know this cave is safe to make noise in. "Melody!" My voice echoes back to me from a dozen different directions. I wait five minutes in the silence then I call out again. Nothing. "Damn it, if you got me down here and this is all a hoax I'm so gonna beat your ass. Girl or no girl!" I say mostly to myself in frustration. As I turn towards the largest of the passages out my light shows me a boot print in the mud. I find another about ten feet in. I know that this way links up with a second cave. The entrance to it is about four miles away from Lyric's entrance and you would have to be smaller than a dog to use it. While it's the biggest cave out of Song, I have almost never have gone that way. Those caves can be dangerous. A lot of tight spots you can get into before you know you're there. A lot of places where the tunnels you're following ends but when you turn around you'll see a second passage that was behind a rock. It's easy to get turned around in. Unbuttoning my pocket I pull out the piece of yellow chalk I was taught to always carry when underground. Under the lamp light it glows like a street sign. I make a large arrow on the wall and checking my watch note the time under it. I put my B.R.T. initials next to it. "Be right there." I say softly to myself. The old joke was never funny but it brings me a bit of a lift to sagging spirits as I head into the twisted labyrinth of passages. About four hundred feet or so in I find where someone other than Melody has been through here since I was here last. Some fool took a hammer to one of the passages and chipped it a bit wider! "Damn cave has been here millions of years, some jackass thinks it need to be improved upon." Settling the small pack on my back I watch the floor for more of her footprints. About twenty minutes later I find a Snickers wrapper that's not at all muddy. Look up at the ceiling above me I decide to risk a bit of noise. "Melody." I say in a loud call that's not quite a yell. Ahead of me I hear a reply. It's very faint but I catch the word "help" I move forwards with a bit more speed through the mud-smeared passages. I slip at one point and tweak my ankle good between two large rocks. Looking up I see the guy with the hammer came at least this far. "Melody!" Again comes back the faint reply for help. Pushing my way through a narrow passage; sharp rocks the fool chiseled tug at my coveralls. I slide through, the slick mud a cold wet against the palms of my hands. Lifting my head I see a pair of boots stuck out the end of a tunnel. "Melody!" I pull myself over to her. "Brandon?" "Yea it me. Are you okay?" "I can't move! I've been stuck here for hours...I think. I crawled in and something caught. I've tried to move forwards and back and can't budge." "Well hold still." Unclipping my light I set it and my bump cap aside. Leaving my backpack next to it I crawl into the tight passage next too her. I follow my cousin's feet up to her legs then on up to her ass. Funny never noticed how nice an ass she has. "Well thank you, but could you get me out of here and admire it latter?" I realize with a blush I must have said that out loud. "Sorry." With a chuckle I slide in closer to her. I slip my arm along the ceiling till I hit her pants. "Brand, this is really no time to be copping a feel." I hear her say, then a wiggle of her hips brings my hand into compression against the ceiling. "Stop that. I'm trying to reach whatever has you caught!" I'm half tempted to turn my hand and give her ass a pinch! Slowly she settles back down a bit and I try to reach higher. I pull back my hand when I feel sharp rock. That fool with the hammer again! I move my hand along her rather soft ass till I find where her pants are hooked on a rock. Pushing them down I reach past that to where I find her belt caught tight between two more of the sharp rocks. Higher up and her bra strap is also caught. I can feel the wet mass of her hair just above my hand. "Melody?" "Yea?" "Try to slide back a bit. Take it slow." I feel her shift around and push back against the floor in front of her. I can feel, through her body, pressed up against my side, when her hands slip. "Damn It." I hear her say softly. "I can't get a hold of anything. Everything's covered with mud." Bracing my shoulders against the sides of the passage I grab her hips and start to give her a pull. I feel her wiggle a bit then start to slide. She half turns as she comes even with me. Suddenly I'm just inches from Melody's face looking into her wide blue eyes. Our lips are mere inches across. I notice this at the same time I'm holding her in a rather lovers like embrace, my hands filled with her hips and waist. Her face moves the few inches to me and I feel her press her face into the side of my neck. I pull her tighter when I feel her starting to cry. "It's okay...it's okay, I'm here. You're okay Melody. Hey, you're okay." She sniffles. Slowly she pulls back and looks up at me. "I've been stuck there for hours, Brand. I tried to yell for help but all I did was scare a bunch of bats. I thought I was going to die stuck in here." I run my muddy hand across her muddy hair. "Don't you ever come into these caves alone again. Do you hear me?" she gives me a nod. "Now come on, there is a very frightened woman at your house." "Oh God I know. Moma's going to be so mad at me." She starts to wiggle back a bit more and I help her to squeeze out into the bigger room. I know my eyes go wide when I hear the crash. I also know it doesn't help me a bit as the world around me goes pitch black! "Oh God, No!" I hear her say in a panicked scream. "Easy, easy!" I say as I'm turning myself in the tunnel. Catching her hand, she claws at my arm like a drowning person pulling their rescuer under with them. "Easy Melody. Don't panic." "Brand? Oh god Brand I'm sorry. I kicked your light! Oh God I'm so stupid." Her words are a panic ridden ramble of noise. "Melody! Shut the fuck up!" Except for her harsh breathing I can hear her go quiet. "Thank you. Now I'm going to slide out there next to you." I begin to wiggle. I feel her other hand catch at my coveralls as I move next to her. Her hand brushes across my cock! "Oh, I'm sorry." "And you said I was trying to cop a feel?" I tell her teasingly. When I go to sit up I bump my head in the endless darkness. "Ow! Fuck that hurt!" Little sparkles dance before my eyes for a second. I don't know if it's from the blow to the head or if my eyes are so starved for light their sending panicked flashes to my brain. Reaching out into the black I feel my hand touch her body somewhere. "That's you thigh right?" I ask after a second. "Yea just above my knee." I give her leg a pat. "Okay, now slowly I want you to reach out around you. Search the ground, we're looking for my pack. It was sitting next to the light you kicked. Where is your flash light by the way?" "It went dead." I can hear the fear in her voice. "When I was trapped in there I tried to turn it off to save it but I couldn't take the dark. Not alone. It's not so bad now because you're here." I reach up to pat her shoulder. Nope that's not a shoulder. I lift my hand a few inches and find her shoulder on the second try. Neither of us mentions the first touch. "Okay, lets find my bag. I've got some big glow sticks in there." It soon becomes an impossible task. I run my hands through endless amounts of muddy floor but I can tell I'm getting turned around. Twice I find her leg, once her hand. "Damn I wish I had my cell phone with me." I mutter to the darkness. "You wouldn't get a call out through all this rock." Her hand finds mine in the dark and I give it a quick squeeze. "I have mine but it won't get a signal." I pause. I run my hand up her wrist, then her arm. I cross her shoulder and the side of her neck. Reaching behind her I find her muddy hair. Smack! "Ow! You ass! What was that for?" "Use the light on your phone to find my pack you twit!" I tell her in a huff. The silence in the dark is mind numbing. "Sorry. I didn't think about that." Sighing in frustration, I hear cloth moving then my eyes are hurt by the blaze of yellowish light that drives spikes into my brain. After a second I open my eyes and look around me. The cave has a very different look under this light. Shadows shift strangely as I move around her and finally see my bag. I have to wiggle a bit to get past her. I feel her along the side of me as soft warmth in the cold mud then I have my bag and back pedal to where I was. Pulling out the two, foot long, glow sticks I break and shake them. Soon the pale yellowish light of her phone is hidden under the brighter light from the sticks. I hand one to her. "Next caving tip. Always bring more than one source of light. Now look for my hat and the light you kicked. I soon hear her moving something. "Here it is." She hands it over towards me. "Sorry." I give my head a shake to show there are no hard feeling and take a look at it. I pull the back off it and find the wire that's come lose. Basically a cell phone battery on a dozen L.E.D. lights I soon have it back up. With all this light I take a good look at my cousin for the first time. She is covered in mud from her head to her toes and shivering in the cold. Her clothes are soaked and plastered tight to her skin. I can make out the points of her nipples through her shirt. Her face is a muddy mess and so is her hair. Blood is dripping unheeded from one of her hands. I slide over next to her and take up her hand. I see the ragged cut across one palm. It's smeared with a mixture of mud and bat guano. "When we get out of here I want you to go get a doctor to look at this. The chanced of this getting infected is very high. Let's see what I can do." I drag the small first aid kit from my bag. It's hardly bigger than a paperback book but it has at least a few things for cuts. Taking my canteen from my bag I wash her hand with as little water as I can. I then give her some to drink along with a couple of Ibuprofen to take the edge off. The bloody gap is long but shallow. In my expert opinion, which is worth very little, I don't think it needs stitched. I pull out the tube of super glue I added and with a few drops close up the cut. Smearing it with Neosporin I wrap the whole thing in gauss and tape. "That's about as good as I can make it for now." Looking up into her tired eyes the look on her face is a mixture of embarrassment and gratitude. "Thank you Brandon." She gives a sniffle. "Thank you for coming to get me." My cousin leans in and I feel her lips, warm and soft, against mine. I don't know what I expect when she leaned forward but that wasn't on the list. I start to pull back a bit then her hand comes around to catch the back of my head and hold me in place. I very slowly tilt my head a little and kiss her back. It's several long minutes before we slowly drift apart from each other. I see her eyes flutter open. She gives me a slight smile. "That was nice. I guess were kissing cousins now huh?" I smile a little confused and nod. "Yea." Able to see in the light of my lamp I look down at my watch. I have to wipe mud from the face then I'm shocked to see how much time has passed. By now her brothers should be getting home and franticly grabbing gear to come help. The sheriff may already be outside with a team getting ready to come in after us. "We need to go. A lot of people are worried about you." She nods. I can see the embarrassment on her face again. As we start to leave the small low ceiling room there is suddenly a massive rush of bats down the passage. I hear her scream just seconds before I find her in my arms again. Her face is buried against my neck. I hold her to me as they little brown creatures of the night go past us with what sounds like a thunder of wings in the silence of the caves. Just seconds after they pass there is a loud thump from down the passages the way they came from. "What was that?" Melody asks me suddenly. She turns her head away from my neck to look down the tunnel. Her mud slick hair is against my cheek. Melody and Lyrics "I don't know. I've never heard a sound like that in a cave before. Come on." I take her by the undamaged hand and we start to follow the passages back. Some times we crawl, other times it's a duck walk. I finally stumble upright with a back wrenching pop as the cave opens up. Ahead of me I see the place where the guy with the hammer knocked off some rock to give him more headroom. The problem is the place he was chipping is now on the floor! Very slowly, aware of the dangers, I move forwards towards the rock. A few pebbles drop down to echo in the little pool of water by the base of the stone. I make her stop before we get to it. The stone is as large as my brother's VW bug. It completely blocks the passage! "Oh shit." I say in a whisper. I didn't intend for her to hear it but in here a whisper might as well be a scream. "You can't move it can you?" she asks me softly. "Come on lets get back away from here." Turning away from the bolder blocking our path I move back from it. It is at least something to do. "It's not safe here. Come on." I lead us back into the tangle of caves to where I can find a flatter place still near enough to hear someone yelling on the other side of the bolder. "Lets take a break here." I say after a second. "Brand?" there is a lot of fear in her voice. Look up, I see her eyes are colorless in the glowstick light. "No Melody, I can't move that rock. I don't even know that moving it would be safe. It might be all that's holding up the ceiling in that area." I lean back against the muddy wall. "So how are we going to get out of here?" she asks after a few seconds. Looking at the glow lights, I reach up and turn off my headlamp to save the battery. The pale yellow light is terrible dim after the brighter LED's. "We're probably going to need some help." When I look over at her our eye meet. After a few moments she looks away. I sit quiet thinking about a bunch of different things. "I'm sorry." Looking up to Melody's face I see the lines of tears running down her cheeks. "Hey come on don't cry." I crawl over to her and wrap my arms around her. "We're going to be alright. We're going to be fine." She slowly starts to shake her head "We're stuck down here because of me. If I didn't have to prove that I'm as good as all you boys at everything you wouldn't be down here." She sniffles and tries to pull away. I hold her tighter. "Melody. I do the same kind of thing. I'm the next oldest after you. I've spent years trying to live up to Keith and Mike and the others. Every one of them has done things I could only dream of trying to do. I had to go looking for weird things to do just to find something they hadn't. Why are we in a cave? Because your brothers went caving right? Why did they go caving? Because I went caving and they thought it was cool. So in a way you're down here as much because of me as for any other reason. So this is as much my fault as yours." "Why...why did you want to come to this dark muddy hole in the ground. It's wet, cold, dirty and full of bats." She looks up at me. I can tell she's hiding a lot of fear under her questions. I chuckle. "Well this one is. But there are places around the world where the caves are filled with some of the most beautiful things. Huge crystals made of gypsum, dozens of feet tall! Lakes, rivers, waterfalls all underground. Caverns so big you could build a building inside them. Massive columns of stone supporting a ceiling covered in spikes. Even working that tourist trap I got to see some beautiful things." I look up at the ceiling. "This one, Lyric? Well...it's beautiful in a dark muddy kind of way. When you sit silent you can hear the dripping of single drops of water. They echo endlessly around you till they fade, then the next drop hits." "I noticed that! When I was stuck. I screamed till I couldn't then I just lay there listened in the dark. I could hear the water dripping. It was like wind chimes. I nod. "There use to be wind chimes in Song cavern. I hung a set there the second time I came. Someone took them a few weeks ago. I use to sit and listen to them for hours." I smile seeing her face light up a bit. Looking to the fading glow sticks I slip around to place myself next to her and lean in a bit. She looks at me. "We're going to lose the light here in a bit. Once it's dark I don't want to lose you again." I reach over and take her hand. "Don't worry. We'll be alright." I tell her when I see her shiver. She gives a nod. The silence begins to grow as the darkness deepens. "Brandon?" "Yea Mel?" I pop my eyes open. I'm starting to drift off a bit listening to the water dripping. "Do you have any food in that bag?" she asks softly. Almost like she's afraid to disturb the dark. Pulling my bag to me I click on my headlamp then dig into it. After a few seconds I pull out the gray green package. I tear it open and start pulling out the contents. I hand her the chocolate bar. "Here start with dessert till I get dinner going." She takes the candy and looks between it and me for a few seconds. She unwraps it and starts to eat while watching me get the MRE meal together. "That's like... one of those Army meals?" "Yep. I carry a few of them in here. Were having..." I pick up the pouch. "Chicken and dumplings. We have a couple of protein bars. They taste like rice or pasta. There not either one but that's what they taste like." I pull the top off the heat tab and fill the cup with water from my canteen. "We also have tea or coffee. Your choice." She chuckles. "What?" I ask watching the heat tab quickly bring the water to a boil. "I've never had a guy cook dinner for me before." Looking up I grin. "Well when we get out of here I will take you out to eat. These are good when your hungry but they're still an emergency meal pack. Coffee or tea?" I ask as I pour some of the water into the pouch with the meal. I sit the cup down with the rest and dig out the smaller bag. "Tea. I guess." Opening the bag I pull out the pack with the tea bag and drop it into the cup. You can already smell the chicken and dumplings as they heat up. "God that smells good." She says leaning forward. I watch her eyes close in pleasure as she smell the food. The look on her face is nearly erotic. I look at her then in a different light. So to speak. Even covered in mud Melody is a beautiful woman. Under all that mud her hair is a pale almost white blond that hangs shorter than most women her age wear it. She looks up seeing me looking at her. "What?" Shaking my head I look away. The meal cooked I reach up and flip off the light. The two glow sticks are fading fast, or maybe my eyes need to readjust after the brighter LEDS. "Brandon." She smiles at me. "What were you looking at?" I look back down at the food. Then back up at her. "I was looking at you. You look beautiful." She looks down at her muddy clothes. "You have one very twisted idea of beauty. I look like a mudpie." Smiling I hand her the small metal plate with her half of the meal. I take the fork and dig into the pouch. I open one of the protein bars for her and take one for myself. "I seem to remember being told you and I sat in a muddy ditch making mudpies one time." I chuckle with her. "We were what four and five?" "Something like that." She answers chuckling " I seem to remember Mom saying you liked to eat mudpies. Ate them till you made yourself sick. What she just said she looked like and that I liked to eat clicks together in my brain like a switch is thrown. I can't stop my lips from twitching. "What?" Looking up I see her make the connection at the same time. Her blush is visible even in the dim light, and under all the mud. She looks down at her food and giggles. We are soon both giggling in the growing dark. The pack was really for one person to eat. I gave her the bigger half of it but it still only takes a few minutes to finish. The warm cup of tea is sweater than sin after she got a hold of the sugar pack but it too only last the two of us a few minutes. "Still hungry?" I ask after a bit of silence between us. "I could fix another one." She shakes her head. "Save it. We may need it." I nod. The fact that she's accepting we may be down here for a bit more than a few hours is a good sign to me. I prefer rational thinking to fear laced hysteria. She holds up her glow stick and gives it a shake again. "That doesn't rally help." I tell her softly. She nods and sits it down. I see her shiver. "Cold?" I ask. She nods. I put my arm around her and pull her in tighter to me. She is soon a warm soft feeling against my side. I feel her lean her head over onto my shoulder. "Brandon?" I hear a sniffle. "I'm scared. Really, really scared." I give her a squeeze. "I know Mel. I know. We'll be alright." "Promise?" Nodding at her silhouette I look down. One of the glow sticks is now dark and the other is fading quickly. "I promise." She turns her face up towards me. I see her eyes for a second then the light starts growing dimmer and dimmer. Just as it disappears I don't know why, but I lean in and softly kiss her. Melody's lips flutter against mine for a second then I feel her kissing me back. I start to feel a growing passion in the touch of her lips. A building of need that comes to me in the dark. I feel her hand touch my chest the fingers finding the zipper of my coveralls and pulling it down. Her hand is silky against my chest as she runs her fingers through the sparse hair. Her hands pull the zipper lower. I break the kiss. "Mel?" There is silence from my cousin for a second then I hear her draw in a deep breath. Her hands move away. "Sorry. Making out with a guy in the dark, felt like something familiar. I didn't have to think about what I was doing. It was kind of helping with my nerves. I'm sorry Brandon." Reaching out in the dark I catch her hand as it leaves my skin. I pull it back in till she's pressed into my skin just under my nipple. "You just startled me is all. If it helps..." She leans in a bit. I feel the warmth of her words. I can smell the chicken on her breath. "It was helping, but we're ...cousins. I shouldn't have done that." She leans her head against my chest. "Melody. I kissed you. It's not your fault." I lean my face down into her hair. The mud has dried there and crumbles under my touch. I hold her too me. In the silence that follows I can hear the drops of water falling. The occasional squeaks of bats farther off in the caves. I'm half asleep when I hear her whisper. "I love you." Her words are soft, with the echoes of my own sleepy feelings in them. "I love you too Mel. Try to rest some. The time will pass quicker that way." I just vaguely aware of her next words. "I'm glad you came for me." "Me too." I mumble. Can't really tell I'm awake when I open my eyes. Are they open? It's so mind blinding dark in here. I blink but that does nothing. I hear my name called off in the distance. Then Melody's! "Mel? Mel, wake up they're here!" "What? Oh!' I feel her stirring beside me. "I'm going to turn on the light. Watch your eyes." The LED's are painful even with my eyes closed. I slowly open them. It's like looking up into the sun! I see her blinking away tears. "Melody! Brandon!" The voices are closer. "Come on." I pull us to our feet. Leading us back through the passages to the room where the large rock is sitting blocking our path I can see little slivers of light from the other side of it. I recognize one of the voices when they call out again. "Were here!" I yell back to Melody's brother. Jason and Todd call out to someone else. "We found them!" Pebbles fall from above and I hear a strange sound. From above me! Rushing up to the rock and as quietly as I can, I call past it. "Stop yelling. Jason...Todd. The ceiling is unstable. Stop yelling you could bring it down on all our heads." "Brandon?" "Yea. I found Melody. We're safe." I hear her start to come forwards but I turn and hold out my hand to her. "Stay there. Todd? Can you hear me?" I hear Melody's oldest brother's voice come to me past the rock. "Yea Brandon. How are we going to get y'all out of there?" "You remember the place I worked? Cathedral Caverns. Get yourselves out of here. Call down there, you need to talk to a Simon Markus. Simon Markus. He's the top caving specialist in the area. Tell him what's happened. He will know what to do." Pebbles rain down on me. "Okay." I hear Todd say quietly. I guess pebbles are falling on him too. "Y'all going to be okay for awhile till we get back?" More pebbles and another groan. I get ready to sprint back to Melody's side. "All right are not we're not going anywhere till you get back. Now go. Remember, Simon Markus." "Got ya. Good luck and take care of her." The light starts to fade from the other side. Walking back over to Melody I take her hand and lead us back to where we were sitting. Pulling over my pack I unzip a side pocket and pull out two Snickers bars. They are a little warped from being melted and then cooled but I hand one to her. She just holds it looking at it. "We're going to be okay." I tell her after a few seconds. She looks up at me. I see her slowly nod. "Who's this Simon guy?" she asks as she unwraps the chocolate. I swallow a mouth full. "He was my boss. He knows more about caves than just about anyone." "And he can get us out of here?" she asks. I nod. "If anyone can. Yea. He's helped with cave-ins before. In a lot of places." We finish the chocolate and I lean back against the wall looking at her. She is covered in dried mud now. I reach over and rub a hand across her arm. It flakes away from her skin seeing this she starts to rub at the dried mud. "I'm..." I hear her start to say. Then she stops "Still scared?" I ask after a few seconds. She looks up at me. I see her slowly nod. Reaching over I take her hand and she moves over to next to me. I give her fingers quick squeezes. Reaching up I click off the light. Leaning into Melody I feel my lips brush hers in the dark. Then they settle against her's and I feel her hands come around to the back of my head. Pulling Melody to me and I feel her body melt against me. Her warmth begins to spread against me as I kiss her. Ever so slowly I feel her tongue slip into my mouth. In the total darkness I begin to slowly let my hands explore my lovely cousins body. The soft curves, the warm hard points, the firm flesh. I feel her moan into my mouth then she is hugged tight to me her head next to my ear panting. "Brandon...if we do anymore I wont be able to stop. I feel her shiver against me. I turn my head into her skin and begin nibble down the side of her neck. Little flakes of mud fall away. I feel her gasp and her nails dig into my shoulders through the coveralls. "Brandon?" I pull away from her a bit and rest my forehead against hers. "I don't.... want us to stop, Melody. I don't want us to." "But we're cous...." Turning my mouth up I silence her with my lips. I lean back against the side of the cave wall and pull her to me till she's half lying across my lap. Softly kissing her I run a hand up under she shirt and slowly across her soft stomach. I feel the tips of my fingers touch her bra. The fabric lacy but damp under my fingertips as they caress up across the bare skin above. Her lips leave mine then her chin moves across my mouth as she leans her head back. I kiss at her throat, then turning my head I follow the line of her jaw to her ear. I puff the flaky mud from my lips. She giggles in the dark, as the warm breath touches her. I feel her fingers unzip my coverall and her hand slips inside again. This time her nails dig into my skin a bit. Then suddenly she's moving in my arms. I feel her slip away, then her warm thighs straddle my legs. I feel fabric brush my nose for a second. I can tell she's done something but not what. Her hands close around the back of my head and I'm pulled forward into her chest. Ah, she took her shirt off. I place soft kisses on the warm soft skin above her bra the scratchy lace brushing my chin as I kiss and nibble my way down into her cleavage. "God I wish I could see you." She say her lips press into my hair. I turn my head up and find her mouth with mine. My hand runs up her bare back across the bra strap and into her hair. I feel dry mud flake around my fingers as I clench my fingers in the short hair at the base of her scalp. I hear her gasp then her breath becomes a pant. My other hand moves from her side around her back and I catch the clasp of her bra. In less time than you can blink I open the hooks and I fell her bra slip open. "You did that one handed?" she says startled. "I've had a bit of practice." "Really? Who?" "I'll tell you who, if you tell me who you lost your virginity too." I say teasingly. She goes still and quiet in my arms. "Melody? I was kidding you don't have to tell." I say after a few second of the silence. She's next to my neck then her face buried in my hair. I feel her words as a warm whisper. "I've fooled around a lot but ...I've never let it go that far." I sit back but hang onto her. "Really? I've heard Barry..." I start to say something then stop. "I never did more than kiss him." I hear her say with more than a bit of anger in her voice. "I've heard he's been bragging about me doing all kind of things with him. If he wasn't gone off to college on that football scholarship I would have beat his ass blue by now. What did you hear I did?" I really don't want to tell her. "It's okay Brandon, you can tell me. I've heard most of what he's said from my friends." I swallow. "He didn't know I was standing nearby. I over heard him say you had given him a blowjob on the last day of school." I take a deep breath. "On the bus on the way home." "I gave him a goodbye kiss but it sure wasn't on his dick! That piece of shit." I feel her lean in against me. Her breasts are bare against my chest. I pull my zipper down to my waist and I revel in the feel of her skin against mine. "When we get out of here you want me to go kick his ass for you?" I ask half joking. "When we get out of here I'm going to kick his ass myself! Then you can kick it." She leans down till her forehead is leaned against mine again. "Brandon?" "Haven't gone anywhere." I say softly. I begin to caress her side with my hands. "Got no plans to either." "Do you think I'm nice looking?" I hear her ask softly, a lot of uncertainty in her voice. If she could see my smile. "Oh my yes. I love your dark eyes, black hair, midnight skin and all those sexy black clothes your wearing." I hear her chuckle. "You ass. I was serious." "You beautiful Melody. You one of the most beautiful women I've ever known." I place a soft kiss on her nose. Okay I was aiming for her lips but... I was close at least. "Now what brings up that question?" "All the other girls I went to high school with...They were so very sexy looking. They had much bigger breast, I know you noticed Margaret!" I chuckle. "When you park two small planets next to each other of course you notice." I let my hand drift up her side then out onto her breast. "Yours are nice. A very good size. I wouldn't have you even one size bigger." "Really?" To answer I lean in and after a few attempt place a long lingering kiss on her nipple. I feel it tighten under my lips. "Oh Brandon...Oh good answer." Her fingernails dig into my scalp as I suck in her nipple and lash the hard point with my tongue. Melody and Lyrics "What's her name?" she asks me after a few minutes. "Who?" "What are you an owl?" Melody quirks her lips next to mine. "The girl you've been practicing with." I pause for a second then decide to tell the truth. "Monica." "Monica? Your brother Keith's wife? His Wife!" "Well they weren't married at the time. Hell they had only dated once. Weren't even going steady or anything. She came over to the house to see him.. He wasn't there ...we started talking, flirting...we ended up in my room." "Y'all did it?" I can hear the surprise still in her voice. And maybe...a bit of jealousy. Hum. "Yea." I take a long deep breath. "Twice. Then Keith came home and they went out for dinner. Other than a smile she's never mentioned it since." "I can not believe you had wild sex with your sister." I give her nipple a tweak. "Really? I would never have any interest in family...I mean not that way." I say sarcastically. I feel her squirm on my lap as I massage her breast still holding the nipple between two of my fingers. "Brandon?" I chuckle. "There really isn't going to be a change of personnel." "You are such an ass." she says in a whisper. I feel her lips come back against mine. I kiss her softly then with a growing passion as I continue to play with her firm breast. Her hand moves down my chest across my stomach. I feel her brush the top of my cock through my coveralls. "You're hard?" I laugh and shake my head. "I have my half naked cousin sitting on my lap letting me play with her breasts while I kiss her and you're surprised I'm hard. Yep you're a virgin alright." I groan as her fingers continue to explore me. "Feel good?" she asks me in a soft whisper. "My god you are so hard." "Mel, that feels wonderful." I lean back against the cave wall and just enjoy what she's doing. Then I feel her hand go inside the coveralls and slip down into my underwear. Her fingers are a shock against my skin. "Oh fuck you're warm." Her body turns on my lap a bit and I feel her other hand in my underwear. I cringe. "Melody your hands are fucking cold!" "I know but your cock is wonderfully warm." I flinch back but can't escape when she runs her other hand down under my balls. Her fingers are like ice against my skin. "Fuck!" The sound causes the squeak of bats "Oh shut up and stop complaining. Play with my boobs some more, that seemed to be distracting you. I didn't once mention that your hands were cold now did I?" "They were?" Her fingers tighten. The chill has lessened considerably "Very" her voice is soft, husky. I go silent as I feel her fingers slide the length of me. Settling Melody a bit more on me I lean back into her and try to place kisses on her neck. I'm laughing as I again have to blow flacks of dried mud off my lips. "What?" "I tried to kiss your neck again." I answer chuckling. "You're covered in dried mud." "Sorry. Try here instead." I feel her fingers in my hair then my head is pulled down to her nipple. I open my mouth as I feel it brush my lips. "No mud there right?" Sucking gently on her I moan an answer. Bringing up my hand I cup her breast and push it into my mouth. I feel her fingers tighten and stroke me harder. Running my tongue around the outside I feel the little bumps under my tongue. "That feels wonderful." I feel her grinding herself against her own wrist and the head of me. It's just a little movement but I want more. Pulling away from her with a pop I look upward towards her face but of course I see only the ever-present darkness. "Damn." I say in a soft whisper. I might as well have shouted it. "What?" "Just wish it wasn't dark. I would like to see what these look like." I give her breast a squeeze. "What color are your nipples?" "They are...wait... maybe I shouldn't tell you that." She says teasingly. "A girls got to have some secrets right?" "I though you've spent the last eighteen years trying to be one of us boys?" I tease back. My other hand comes up to her other breast and I push the two of them together. Leaning in I kiss from nipple to nipple. "Do those feel like they should be on a boy?" she ask squirming a bit. "They feel like they should be...on top of me!" Grabbing her I pull her down with me till my back is on the floor. I run my hands around her bare back then down to the small of her back. Just as I'm about to cross under her underwear I feel a raised area under my fingers. I run my fingers across it from one side of her hip to the other. "Is this a tattoo?" I ask after a second. The silence is total. "Oh my fucking god! When did you get a tattoo?" I ask running my fingers across it. I can make out a kind of swirl on either side but that's it. "What is it?" "It a little tribal around a rose. I just liked the way it looked. I've had it about two months." I chuckle. "Well, well. My sexy cousin has a tramp stamp." "Are you calling me a tramp?" she asks hotly sitting up just a bit. "Your making out with a guy in the dark." I say with a grin she can't see. I hear the huff. "Oh shut up and kiss me already!" she tells me then slams her mouth down onto mine. Without my eyes to see I notice more than I would have, I think. The way her lips feel. The soft catches in her breath between kisses. The wonderfully silky feeling of her skin. The slight smell of her that begins to make it's way past the damp mud smell of the cave. My hands now seem to have a mind of their own; a better way of putting it would be I'm not minding what they are doing. Melody's back arches up against my hands and I feel her nipples drag across my chest. She is truly grinding herself against me now as we kiss. I run a hand down her spine and into the back of her pants. The little elastic of her panties moves out the way and I feel my fingers run across the cheeks of her ass. I cup her ass in my hand as I pull her deeper into the kiss by the back of her head. The soft moans we are both making fills the little cavern around us then echo back. I dig my fingers into the crack and under the cheek as I feel her tongue demanding entry. The feeling of my cousin French kissing me is so wonderful that for a time I forget where we are, and just how uncertain this could be. Then again maybe it's the situation that adding to it. There is a near desperation to her kissing me. I begin to notice then that the way she is acting seems a bit off. Too frantic, too desperate maybe. Turning my head a bit I pull Melody down tight to my chest. "Brandon?" I hear her ask next to my ear. I hold her tight to me and begin to caress the back of her head and neck. 'It's okay. We're going to get out. It's okay." I tell her softly. I feel the tears begin as a shudders of her breast against my chest. Then a short gasp gives her the air that they need to really start. I hold my cousin against me as she cries herself out. Her body shaking with the fear that she had been hiding in kisses. Turning slightly I reach out into the darkness and touch my helmet. The lamp light blazes up with a million suns worth of light. I sit up off the floor taking her with me. As I pull back a bit I look into her eyes. The pupils are huge at first then as I watch they begin shrinking down. The lines of tears have cut clean paths down through the mud on her cheeks. I lift her chin back up when she looks down. "It is going to be alright." I tell her calmly. I see her slowly nod. I lean my head forward till our foreheads at touching and I hold her there. Opening my owl blinking eyes they focus on her chest. "Dark rose pink." I say after a few seconds. I hear a chuckle. "Did you just turn on the light so you could see what color my nipples are?" she asks teasingly. "No." I tell her looking up. "We will need the light to set us up a place to sleep tonight. Come on, help me." I can see confusion in her face then she is getting to her feet with me. I lift my light up and shine it around the cavern we are in. I can see only one place that looks a bit more snug than where we are. Moving over to it I can feel a lessening of the draft through the room. Opening the last zippered pouch on my pack I pull out the thick U shaped roll that mostly make a frame for the pack. I undo the Velcro strips and the dark plastic rolls out to it full length. I unfold it after it does. I see her eyeing me. I smile see in that she has covered herself again with her bra. The little valve on the side is always a pain to find but I quickly get it popped. I'm still amazed by how few breaths it takes to inflate this simple mattress pad slash ground cloth. I lay it into the little depression I've chose as our bed for the night. "That things cool." I hear her say when it's fully blown up. I nod then reach into the bag for the next thing. The two squares are hardly bigger than a sheet of paper, but they unfold to two huge silvery sheets. 'Those are those space blankets." "Yep." I say as I spread one out silver side up. "What else you got in that bag?" she asks giving the little backpack a look. "Unfortunately not much more. I've got a few thermal hand warmers and the rest of the MRE meals. A couple of small candles and a thing of water proof matches. I will try to not use those if I can help it though. Kind of a very last resort. And a roll of toilet paper in a Ziplock bag." "Mine!" Laughing I hand it to her and watch her disappear off into one of the little side passages. I slip my arms out the sleeves of my coveralls and sit down on the space blanket. I go to work untapeing my boot tops from the coveralls. I look up from unwrapping duct tape as she comes walking back. She tosses me the roll of paper. "No muddy clothes in bed please." I tell her after I get it back into it's bag. I half watch as she begins to strip herself out of her muddy jeans and boots. I see her look up at me and a little grin appears. "Enjoying the show?" she asks as she steps out her untied boots. "Are you kidding? If I had dollar bills your underwear would look like a grass skirt by now." I slide over to one side of the mattress and hold up the second blanket as she slips in next to me. "Only singles? I'm not worth fives or tens?" Chuckling I reach over and turn out the light. The dark closes in around us instantly. I feel her arms just as instantly around me. My mouth is glued to her nipple in seconds and my hand runs down her soft skin and across the top of her panties. My fingers encounter almost pudding like warmth as I cross her lips. "My god are you that wet?" I ask in awe. I've never encountered this before really. I hear her chuckle. "I've been getting wetter and wetter the whole time you were watching me get undressed. I was beginning to wonder myself when I was going to stop. OH God!" The inner seam slips aside and my fingers brush down between her lips. I run the tips up and down a few times then try to sink a finger inside. I hear a slight gasp from her when my fingers encounter the little ring of skin closing the bottom of her. I brush a fingertip across it getting a moan in response. The hole above is too tight to even really push a finger into. I try it and get a flinch of pain from her. "Ouch." She catches my hand. "Not so deep. It hurts." "Sorry I've not gotten to actually finger a virgin before. I'm kind of exploring down here." I bring my finger up till I hit her clit. "Oh my god!" I grin in the dark as I listen to my cousin moaning. Her sounds echoing back from deeper in the cave. I settle in and begin to circle her clit with two fingers. "Oh Brandon...that feels wonderful." I softly kiss the side of her face. "I'm a little surprised." I tell her softly as I brush her lips with mine. "About what?" "That you never broke your own hymen. Playing with yourself I mean. I'm sure you've done it." I feel her arch up as I let a finger drift back down and across the little half moon of skin. "I tried to push a brush handle inside once. It hurt too much to do it deep and I bled but I think it just tore my hymen it a little. When the pain stopped I tried to push a finger inside and still felt it there. I used a mirror to look and I could see a bright red spot on one side. It hurt so badly that I've just fingered my clit since then. Doing that feels good at least. I circle her clit again. "Like this?" I ask grinning. 'Oh yea... just like that." She says shuddering under my touch. The damp chill of the cave is quickly being replaced by humid warmth under the space blanket. I join her in moaning when I feel her hand close around my cock again. "Brandon...would you..." she begins to ask then stops. "Would I what?" I ask after a second. "Would you be my first?" her words are warm against my cheek just by my ear. I stop fingering her clit in its little pool of slick moisture. "You're sure you want that? Not exactly something we can undo once done." I ask giving the choice back to her. "Yes. I would like you to be my first. Please?" I bush her lips with mine. "It will be my pleasure. You do know it will hurt though right? I hate the idea of hurting you." I hear a nervous chuckle. "I'm a tough girl I can take it. Hell I've been wrestling with you lot since we were little kids. I can't remember how many bumps and bruises I've caught over the years." I place a gentle kiss on her lips silencing the teasing tone. I want her serious for this. As serious as I feel. Sitting up I run my hands down her body feeling the soft curves till my fingers touch her panties. I slowly hook them and pull them down her thighs. I feel her lift up a little to let me slip them under her ass. I let them drop next to me where I left my clothes. I reach down and push my underwear off my hips to my knees then knee walk out from under them. Placing my hands on her in the dark I find her thighs and run my fingers down to her knees. I lift her legs as I lay down between her open thighs. I feel the head of me touch against her skin. I recognize the crinkle feel of hair and know I'm a little high. Then a slick wet feeling engulfs the head as I slide down. I gear a gasp under me. I give a slight push and encounter the most incredibly tight feeling I've ever known. I pause as I feel her hands on my chest. "Brandon...?" I smile in the dark and for a second wish I had left the light on. I wish I could see her face. Then after that second passes I'm glad I didn't. I don't want to see the pain. I push into her with the backing of my weight and the power of my hips. ""OHGOD!" Her scream echoes out into the cavern around us and echoes back a few moments latter. About the time I've pushed maybe half way into the tightest feeling I've ever known I hear it coming back again. I feel but ignore her fingernails digging into my sides as I give a second hard thrust and feel myself sink into her all the way. "Oh Brandon stop, stop. Of fuck that hurts." I let my weight come to rest down on her and begin to gently kiss her face. Her hands come around to the back of my neck and hold me as she cries into my neck. "I'm sorry it hurt." I give a twitch I have little or no control over and hear a gasp from her. "I'll pull out if you want." "No.... just gently please. Ahh!" The full length of my cock slips with some difficulty out to the very edge of her then I push back inside. It's taking all the will I have not to just begin thrusting like wild. The feeling of her engulfing me is the most incredible feeling ever. I start to do more of a rock than a thrust just a short in and out stroke. I know from the sounds she is making I'm still causing her a bit of pain but the fingernails have stopped digging and her hands are caressing me now. I feel her shift herself and I go just a bit deeper. "Oh fuck." The whimper under me is more pleasure than pain. "Did that feel god?" I ask smiling. I already know the answer. "Yes. It still hurts but yes." "I'm trying to be gentle I promise." I tell her right neck to her ear. I feel her lips next to mine. Her words a soft feathery touch. "Thank you." I turn my head and find her lips in the dark. I feel her tongue chasing mine as I give thrust after thrust with a growing passion I can no longer contain. I catch the breathy grunts into my mouth then the moans as I'm pulling more and more out every thrust. Finally her lips are pulled from mine. "Oh Brandon. Oh Brandon.... are you getting close?" "Uh hu." I do my best to answer. I've lost the ability to speak in rational words. All my thoughts are now centered on the wonderful warmth and tight embrace encasing me. The hot slick feeling of her as I slide out and in. "Brandon I'm not on the pill." Her words are like ice water. I slide to a stop all the way inside her. I feel her hands start to almost franticly caress me. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." she begins to whisper over and over. I still her apologies with my lips and slowly ease myself out of her. I roll myself to the side and pull her to me as I feel her begin to softly cry. "Shuu. It's okay. There is no way you could have known this would happen. I understand Mel. It's okay. I wish I had given some thought to it before I broke your cherry. I should have waited till we got out of here." 'No!" Suddenly she is above me. I can't see her of course I just know. "I...I would have chicken out if we weren't in here. I've done it before. I got close once and then just ...couldn't." I brush my hand across the back of her head as I feel it come to rest on my panting chest. "I'm sorry." "Don't be. You just gave me the most wonderful gift. I've never gotten to do that before. My god you're so tight." I chuckle. "I tell you one thing though. The moment we get out of here I'm going straight to the drug store for condoms and we are going to do this again." I turn her up towards my face and find her lips. "Several times." I say as my lips touch hers." I can feel her smiling against mine. Fishing around I find the blanket and pull it over the two of us as she snuggles down into my chest. "I love you.' She says softly against my chest, sleep heavily in her words A single tears runs down from my cheek at the sudden almost overwhelming feelings that rush up through me. "I love you too, Mel." I lay thinking for a bit listening to the sounds of the cave the distant drip of water the soft wind-chime like tones echoing back, the occasional squeak of a distant bat. I gently caress her shoulder and side as I feel my eyes grow heavier. "I always have." I tell the darkness as sleep takes me. I wake to a white spike being driven into my brain. "Sorry." I hear her say when I start cussing. "I was trying to find my clothes in the dark when I found your lamp. There's sounds coming from down the cavern. I though I heard my name and yours." Blinking tears away I sit up and fish around for my coveralls. I stop, looking at my cousin. There is a brown stain on the inside of her thigh. Looking down I see the same on my cock. "Are you okay?" I ask her looking back up. She gives me a tight nod. "Melody?" She looks at me and smiles. "I'm just a bit sore. I'll be fine." She grins at me. "Believe it or not I wish you had a condom with you." I feel a twitch from my cock at the fact she wants that. I push the blanket aside and stand up on the ground cover. I see her eyes take in the full length of my naked body. I hold out my hand to her and she steps slowly into my arms. I just hold her, nothing erotic just a warmth and feeling that I had never imagined I would feel. "Brandon.... Melody!" I hear our names being called in the distance. "Come on lets get dressed." I give her ass a pat. Melody and Lyrics She looks up at me and grins. Her own hand goes to my ass and does the same. Just as she's about to step away I catch her and pull her into a hard kiss. The darkness begins to give us sounds that seem odds. We find our clothes and pack back up the camp. The walk back to the collapsed cavern is father than I remember. I again hear our names being called. I recognize the sound of Simon's voice. "Simon." I call out to my former boss. As I step into the room. I stop and step back as a shower of pebbles rains down. "Brandon. Excellent, you're alright. Stay back out this room. We are trying to brace up the roof over here. I'm going to use a saw and air bags to crack this stone out the way but everything is very unstable." "You sure about this Simon? We're getting a lot of little rocks from the ceiling over here." "I know same here. Hold up. Hold UP!" the sound stops and I feel the silence grow as the echoes stop. "Brandon how are you for supplies?" "We got enough for a couple of more days." "So you're not going to starve to death or dehydrate if I take a bit more time?" there is a long pause. "Okay Brandon It's been about twenty years since I was last in this cave but I mapped it out very well. I want to go check my notes. See if I might be able to find a safer solution. I wish there was some way I could get you supplies." Thinking about the need for condoms I agree. I look over at Melody and see her grinning as she reads my thoughts. "We'll be alright for a bit." "Well hang tight. I'll be back in about an hour or so." I hear Simon saying something to someone else on the other side but I can't make out what. "I'll keep it as tight as I can." I tell him. Melody starts to hit my shoulder with her hands I chuckle at the look on her face. "All right Brandon I'll be back." I listen to the sounds of a group of people move away. I move us back around the corner and find a place to sit down to wait. Melody is grinning and looks like she wants to start hitting me again. "I'll keep it as tight as I can." She says to me in a sarcastic mimicry. I chuckle and place my pack on the ground. I sit down and hold up a hand to her. She just looks at it. "Maybe I'll go find my own cave to sit in." I reach up and switch off the light. The darkness slams down on us like a blanket. "That's not fair." I laugh in the darkness as she sits down next to me. I lean over into my cousin's warmth. Melody snuggles into my side. "Can cousins marry in this state?" she asks me after a long time of silence. "I don't think so." I answer after the question stops startling me. "Well I guess I'll just have to keep you as a sex toy then." She rests her head on my shoulder. I sit for a second listen to the water dripping. "That would not suck." I finally say. "You better." I chuckle. "Because I intend to." she says after a few seconds. "Good lord I've turned you into a sex fiend." I say laughing. "More like opened the door to a whole new world. I can't help it if I like to explore." She gives me a poke in the ribs. "That's kind of what got you down here in the first place." "Yea." The silence comes back and I feel my eyes still feeling heavy. I'm close to sleeping when I hear the soft whisper. "Glad it did." I turn my head and gently kiss her. As I drift off to sleep again I know two things. Simon will find us a way out of here in the coming days. And Melody and I will at some point come back to Lyrics. Because at this moment even more than getting out of here I want to hear this beautiful woman's orgasms echoing back to me again and again as I'm filling her with cum.