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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Marvel_Cinematic_Universe, Marvel_(Movies), The_Avengers_(Marvel_Movies),
      The_Avengers_(Marvel)_-_All_Media_Types
  Relationship:
      Pietro_Maximoff/Wanda_Maximoff
  Character:
      Pietro_Maximoff, Wanda_Maximoff
  Additional Tags:
      Incest, Sibling_Incest, Sibling_Love, Sibling_Bonding, Siblings,
      Forbidden_Love, Oral_Sex, First_Time, Alternate_Universe_-_High_School,
      Alternate_Universe_-_College/University, Time_Skips, Angst, Unrequited
      Love, excessive_cum, Guilty_Pleasures, maxicest, Maximoff_Twin_Feels,
      Sorry_Not_Sorry, Alternate_Universe, Alternate_Universe_-_No_Powers,
      Masturbation, Blow_Jobs, Foreskin_Play, Plot_What_Plot/Porn_Without_Plot,
      Porn_with_Feelings
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-06-19 Words: 11730
****** I Love You When I Shouldn't ******
by snowkind
Summary
     Three times Pietro realizes how much he loves his sister.
Notes
     This is my guilty pleasure of a ship and if you don't ship Maxicest
     even in the slightest I wouldn't recommend reading it... Things get
     pretty explicit sexually even though I suck at writing sexy time
     scenes HAH!
     I hope you enjoy regardless!
     I don't own any of the characters unless stated otherwise.
     Love,
     May ( ˘ ³ ˘ )♥
     P.S. The story is most likely embellished with various spelling
     errors and grammar issues... I tend to overlook a few things while
     writing and even re-reading! If you happen to spot any problems,
     please let me know so I may fix it! Thank you!
See the end of the work for more notes
She knocked on the door once and then turned the handle.
      “Hey, Pietro do yo—OH MY GOD I’M SO SORRY.”
Pietro’s room was dark when she opened the door. When she opened the door,
however, the light from the hall flooded into her brother’s room and revealed
the boy to be pressed against his headboard with his hands under his covers and
a very exhausted expression plastered onto his face. Wanda closed the door
immediately despite her brother’s protests and exclaims to wait. She returned
to her room with a flushed face and tentatively sat down on the edge of her
bed. She stood up not a second later and looked around her room in an attempt
to try and find something- anything - to do to occupy her mind.
      “Wanda?” Pietro spoke softly and he knocked on the frame of her doorway
before leaning on it.
She turned rigid and looked up from her open dresser. Thankfully, Pietro had
slapped on a pair of sweatpants… but nothing else. She felt her cheeks heat up
at the sight of her shirtless brother and immediately forced herself to look
back down at the mess of clothes in the drawer. She exhaled a strained breath,
one she hadn’t even realized she had been holding, when Pietro hesitantly moved
to sit on her bed.
      “S…Sorry you had to see that.” He mumbled softly and Wanda felt goose
bumps start to form on her skin.
      “If it…” Pietro’s sudden stop made Wanda look up at him.
      “If it makes you feel any better I was thinking about you when I—”
      “Pietro.” She cut him off before he could continue.
Wanda closed her eyes and rubbed at her temples as if she had a migraine.
Pietro shifted and the frame of her bed creaked. She sighed and then hesitantly
went to sit down next to him. After another moment she placed her hand on his
shoulder and turned to face him. She parted her lips as if she had something to
say and then paused.
      “Sorry…” Pietro spoke up first.
      “I know it's… weird.” He gently grabbed her hand from his shoulder and
held it in his own.
      “Yeah.” She mumbled almost inaudibly to herself and looked away.
      “It's just,” He started to say, a bit disheartened when she looked away.
      “I just.” He paused again and inhaled deeply.
      “I'm really sorry you had to see me doing… But it's just that I really
love you and we are almost seniors already and I don't want to be the only one
who doesn't know how to… I don't want to be inexperienced before we go to
college and I know it's really stupid and I am stupid but”
      “Pietro.” Wanda cut him off again and she brought her other hand to cup
his.
      “I get it.” She gently squeezed his hands and pursed her lips together.
      “Re…Really?” He breathed the word out in disbelief.
Wanda swallowed and then nodded.
      “Yeah… I get it. But,” She paused and quickly glanced up to look at her
brother’s face.
      “We can't… Youknow we can't. We’re…”
Pietro nodded solemnly and retracted his hands from hers. He knew they
couldn't. He even researched it once a few months back. Blood relations… They
couldn't unless he wanted to completely ruin his sister’s future. He couldn't
never do that.
Pietro nodded again despite the silence that had engulfed the two and he stood
up from her bed.
      “Wait, I…” Wanda stood up when he did.
      “That doesn't mean I won't help you…”
      “S… Serious?” Pietro’s eyes widened and he turned on his heels to face
her.
She chewed on her lower lip for a moment before she suddenly reached down and
pulled her shirt over her head. Pietro’s eyes almost popped out of his head
when he saw his sister in just her bra. Blood rushed into his cheeks and he
reluctantly looked away when she shook off her shorts.
      “N-Now?” He glanced over and quickly snapped his head back down after
catching sight of his sister clad in just her underwear.
      “If. If you want.” Wanda mumbled and held her arm.
      “No! I mean like, no I want to. I.” He awkwardly rubbed the back of his
neck and Wanda chuckled softly.
      “Ah, but I…” He cautiously closed the distance between them and placed
his hands on her hips.
      “I don't…” His cheeks burned brighter and he averted his eyes for the
umpteenth time.
      “I don't really have any condoms…”
      “O-Oh! That's… That's fine.” She swallowed hard and Pietro’s eyes almost
fell out of his head for a second time.
      “No! I mean…” She laughed awkwardly and brushed her hair back.
      “I have some.”
      “Oh,” He felt his throat constrict and he gawked at her for a second.
      “Okay, that's good.”
      “Yeah.. Erm… How about you go back to your room and I'll meet you there.”
      “O-Okay.” Pietro nodded quickly and then returned back to his room.
He did a little victory jump the moment he reached his room and pumped his fist
in the air. Then panic set in and he ran to one side of the room and then back
to the side of his bed. What the Hell was he supposed to be doing? He
immediately looked down at his sweatpants and quickly slid them off.
Crap crap crap! She was probably going to walk in any moment and here he was
hopping around his room trying to get his feet out of the stupid leg holes.
When the door to his room creaked open as Wanda pushed it open, he was sitting
on his bed in complete nude.
Wanda returned to his room with an anxious expression. Her eyes widened when
she saw that he was already completely undressed on his bed. She wrung her
hands together before hesitantly closing his bedroom door and then taking a
seat at the edge of his bed.
      “Well…” She started and revealed the condom she had grabbed from her
room.
      “When you are going to have…you need to use this.”
      “I know…” Pietro muttered and looked away with a very flustered
expression.
Wanda swallowed hard and ripped open the small package. She slid the condom
into her hand and crept closer to him. She could sense how nervous her brother
was feeling even without him looking at her. His fists were filled with the
fabric of his blanket and she could see the veins in his wrists popping out. A
shaky breath fell from her lips and she reached forward before pausing.
      “Ready?”
Pietro nodded silently, still avoiding her gaze, and tightened his grip. Wanda
bit her lower lip as she reached out and loosely wrapped her slender fingers
around his cock. Pietro let out a stifled moan at the touch and Wanda felt the
blood rush into her face. She proceeded and positioned the condom on the tip of
his cock before she rolled the rubber out and made sure that she covered his
entire shaft. Pietro squirmed slightly during the process and clenched his jaw
tight at the faint sensation of her fingers just barely grazing him as she
rolled the condom down his length. He exhaled heavily when she finally pulled
her hands away. Wanda brushed the loose locks of her hair behind her ear and
swallowed again. She found that her throat had gone unusually dry.
As if Pietro had read her mind, he swiftly leaned forward and clumsily crashed
their lips tougher, his tongue instantly violating her mouth and providing the
moisture and saliva she had seemed to have lost.
      “MMM!!” Wanda’s eyes widened at the sudden kiss and she instinctively
began to pull away until she found that Pietro had secured his hand at the back
of her head, thus preventing her from physically moving away.
Her mind seemed to shut down the longer Pietro kept on kissing her, and she
wasn't so sure anymore that Pietro was as innocent as he made himself out to
be. When he pulled away with a thin trail of saliva still connecting their
mouths for just a moment before breaking, Pietro immediately turned his head
away again as if he were ashamed. He sat back on his heels and looked down.
      “I'm sorry…” He whispered and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.
Wanda gaped her mouth open in an attempt to respond. There were no words to
describe how she was feeling.
After a moment of silence she reached forward and tentatively cupped the side
of her brother’s face.
      “It’s okay…” Was it okay? Was it okay that she had just kissed her
brother and was going to teach him how to have sex?
No. She knew it was wrong. Everything they were doing was so indescribably
wrong. Her gut was screaming at her to return back to the safety of her room,
and a sense of guilt drowned her mind at how much she actually enjoyed the
taste of her brother. She felt like crying and screaming at her stupid self and
wanting to kiss Pietro again all at the same time.
The same thoughts were running in Pietro’s mind as well. He knew that he was
wrong for wanting to do anything to his beloved sister. He knew and yet he
couldn't stop himself. He loved Wanda before he even realized how much he cared
for her. He loved her more than anyone in the world when he knew he shouldn't.
Whose first love was their own sister? How sick and twisted and perverted was
he? But he couldn't stop his heart from beating. Couldn't stop himself from
loving her.
Never.
      “It's not…” He finally responded to her attempt at reassuring him.
He closed his eyes and took in a shaky breath.
      “I'm sorry…” He muttered again and placed his hand on top of Wanda’s,
pressing her hand down more.
Before she knew was she was doing, Wanda leaned in and pressed her lips against
Pietro’s. She kissed him with their lips moving in perfect sync until her mind
began to black out again and she began to open her mouth to allow his tongue
inside. All he could focus on was the sweet, lingering taste his sister left in
his mouth as they kissed. Once again he moved his hand to support the back of
her head, and this time Wanda didn't move away. She tilted her head back a bit
so they could deepen the kiss. It wasn't before long until Pietro began to pick
up the pace and ravenously explore her mouth. He made sure to taste every part
of her mouth before breaking away in a panting mess. Wanda simply looked dazed
as Pietro slid his hand down from her head to the small of her back. A small
smile began to form on his saliva-coated lips as he started to gently stroke
down the length of her hair.
      “You're so beautiful.”
The words seemed to bring Wanda back to reality in an instant and blood rushed
into her cheeks again. She frowned slightly and her eyebrows knit together.
      “What's wrong?” Pietro unconsciously mirrored her worried expression.
      “We shouldn't…” She started to say and Pietro’s face fell.
She instantly regretted it as Pietro retracted his hand and started to move
away from her.
      “Wait.” She spoke quietly, almost inaudibly, and placed a hand on his
bare thigh.
Without a moment’s hesitation she reached behind herself and unhooked her bra.
Pietro straightened his back out and he couldn't help but start to intensely
focus on her chest.
      “Don't stare so much… It’s embarrassing…” Wanda turned her head away as
she began to slip the straps off her shoulders.
She finally tossed her bra off the side of her bed and shivered. It wasn't cold
in her brother’s room, but the fact that he was staring at her so intensely
sent chills down her spine.
      “You're so beautiful…” Pietro repeated again in soft words.
Wanda felt like bursting into tears again and her stomach turned. Wrong.
Everything she was doing was so wrong.
For the first time in her entire life, she felt afraid.
      “Please don't…” She began to say and then abruptly stopped when Pietro
cupped her face with both his hands and kissed her gently.
When she leaned back a warmth bloomed across her entire body and she looked up
at him with timid eyes. Another moment of taut, charged silence passed before
Wanda tentatively grabbed hold of his wrist and brought his hand to her bare
chest. Pietro’s eyes widened a bit and he involuntarily squeezed the soft flesh
beneath his palm. She inhaled sharply when the warmth of his palm enveloped her
breast and she looked away.
      “Your heart is beating so fast.”
      “Yes.”
      “Am I… Making you nervous?”
      “Yes.”
      “May I kiss you?”
      “…Yes.”
Pietro leaned in for the third time and began to kiss her again. As his tongue
roamed over her plump, bottom lip, he began to gently roll the soft flesh in
his palm. When Wanda moaned against his lips a tingling sensation immediately
shot down into his cock. He had, for a moment, forgotten about how hard he had
gotten, and now a burning feeling had pitted itself in his stomach.
      “Can I lay you down?” Pietro mumbled the words into their kiss and Wanda
simply nodded in response before she closed the distance between them again.
He began to gently lay Wanda down, supporting her back with his free hand,
until she was entirely laid out underneath him. When they stopped kissing
Pietro had to take a second to restart his mind after seeing just how beautiful
Wanda was. She lay beneath him with her hair creating a messy crown above her
head, a clouded look in her eyes, her nostrils just barely flared, and her rosy
lips slightly parted.
      “Don't forget the lub—”
      “I know.” Pietro replied before Wanda could even finish her sentence.
Though he had been a bit embarrassed that he didn't have any condoms, he wasn't
sure if he should be proud either that he had a almost empty bottle of lube
already stored in his bedside table. Quickly reaching over and fishing the
bottle out of the drawer, Pietro squeezed a decent amount of the cool lubricant
into his palm. He slicked himself up evenly as fast as possible and then
returned to hovering over his sister. She still carried the same dazed look on
her gentle features and another shock went straight to his throbbing cock.
His eyes hungrily trailed down to her underwear. He swallowed and reached down
to swipe two fingers against her covered slit. Wanda moaned in response and
twisted in her spot. He rubbed his fingers against her again and reveled at how
his sister reacted to his touch. To be honest he wasn't sure if he was doing
anything right and while he was banking on the fact that Wanda might instruct
him on where to touch and how to actually do anything, he was glad his copious
amount of porn watching was being put to good use.
Wanda, at the moment, was incapable of evening forming any coherent sentences
in her mind. She was already getting very wet from his simple touching, and she
couldn't help but groan loudly when Pietro daringly pressed his middle finger
in just slightly deeper than he had been rubbing. Though she was still wearing
her underwear, the fabric was thin enough to be practically nonexistent. Pietro
felt inexplicably excited and turned on at the foreign sensation of his
sister’s peculiarly smooth, wet lips.
When he finally retracted his hand, Wanda shot her hands down and slipped her
thumbs underneath the waistband of her panties. She lifted herself up and
quickly inched out of them before likewise tossing them off the floor. Pietro
stared in disbelief and blushed at her eager seeming actions.
      “W-What?” Wanda instantly picked up on his change in behavior, evidently
making Pietro’s smile grow larger.
      “You’re just so beautiful.”
Wanda fidgeted uncomfortably at his comment.
      “I mean hot. You’re really, unbelievably fucking hot.” Pietro quickly
correctly himself and offered her a wry smile.
He knew that Wanda felt uncomfortable when he called her beautiful. Even when
they were younger she would get quirky when he called her beautiful. It
probably wasn't the best word to use to describe his sibling, especially when
every time he said it he stared at her almost too long for anyone to think that
it was just a little bit outside of normal. But he didn't want to lie to
himself. He truly did think Wanda was beautiful. She always had been beautiful,
even when she woke up and had horrible bed head or when she got caught in a
rainstorm and returned home drenched to the bone. She was beautiful no matter
the condition.
Wanda laughed softly at his correction and rolled her eyes. She reached up and
gently punched him square in the chest.
      “Shut up, you dork.”
His lips curled up at her comment and they lapsed into another silence. She
looked up at him with curious eyes before parting her lips to inhale. She had
kept her fist on his chest, but now she splayed out her fingers and pressed her
whole hand firmly against him.
      “Your heart is beating so fast.”
      “Yeah.”
      “Am I making you nervous?”
      “Very much.”
Wanda smiled at his response and wrapped both her arms around his neck,
bringing him down again so she could kiss him.
It was wrong. So wrong. But she couldn't stop.
Pietro hummed against her lips when she intertwined her fingers with his hair
and gingerly pulled on his locks. Their tongues slid across one another with
ease and Pietro felt intoxicated with the sweet taste of his sister.
      “Are you ready?” Pietro suddenly asked with half lidded eyes.
As much as he loved kissing Wanda, his cock was still throbbing to the point
where it was almost painful at how much he wanted to put himself inside of her.
When Wanda nodded he looked away from her and looked down to make sure he was
going about things correctly. Again, he was originally banking on Wanda’s
guidance, but it seemed that she had completely forgotten about his lack of
experience. He silently thanked the countless number of porn videos he had
masturbated to and guided his cock to her entrance.
It was weird for him to see a vagina in real life let alone see one so close,
and it was even weirder that he had to admit to himself that Wanda’s was
somehow really cute.
If a vagina could be cute that was.
Instead of being completely shaved, like the busty women in the videos he had
watched were, Wanda had a neatly trimmed patch of pubic hair that formed an
almost perfect triangle leading directly to her clit. The frame of his bed
creaked and Pietro was brought back to reality after thinking about how cute
Wanda was even down there.
He was disgusting.
Taking a deep breath and holding it, Pietro pushed the tip of his cock in. He
almost fell down when Wanda suddenly jerked and let out the most provocative
noises he had ever heard in his entire life. Surprised that he didn't come at
just that noise, Pietro blinked quickly and exhaled as slowly as he could
through his nose. Fuck, this was going to be hard for him to last.
At last he continued to push himself further until, after stopping several
times whenever Wanda moaned or squirmed, he was fully inside of her.
      “Oh…” Wanda panted heavily and grasped at his bed sheet covers as if her
life depended on it.
      “What is it? Are you okay?” Pietro sputtered quickly and looked down at
her with a panicked expression.
Wanda nodded just as quickly as he had spoken and tried to wet her dry throat
by swallowing. She hadn't expected him to be so big. When she put the condom on
him he didn't seem so large, but now that he was inside her he feltenormous.
It took her a second to recover at the shock of his size before she told him to
continue.
Still hesitant but happy at her approval to proceed, Pietro began to pull out
inch by inch until the tip of his cock was just teasingly at her entrance as he
had started. He pushed back in again, a bit smoother and quicker than the first
time, and marveled at the slickness of his easily he could fill her up. After
the fourth time of sliding out at a steady pace, Wanda unexpectedly bucked and
let out a cry that startled her brother.
      “Are you okay? What’s wrong?” He furrowed his brows and held one side of
her face in his hand.
      “Yes… Yes… I'm fine.” She struggled to get the words out of her mouth as
she took large gasps in between each word.
      “It's just… Oh my God, you feel so good. But could you please…” Wanda
paused and turned her head to the side so she was nuzzled more against his
hand.
      “Faster…” She breathed out shakily and Pietro almost came right then and
there.
His own breath caught in his throat and he replayed the scene in his head.
There they were on his bed with Pietro on top and Wanda beneath him. She was
quavering and panting quickly. A light sheen of sweat covered her entire body
and was illuminated by the ceiling lights in his room. Her cheeks were flushed
and her lips formed a perfect ‘O’ shape. Faster.
She wanted him to go faster.
Fuck.
Pietro wasn't experienced one bit, but at that second he let himself succumb to
his natural desires and soon he had worked up a quick pace fast enough to make
his sister writhe underneath while quietly moan his name over and over as if
his name were a silent prayer.
It didn't take long after he was pounding against her, the sickeningly,
forbidden sweet sound of skin slapping against skin, until he came. He choked
on his breath and immediately stopped moving altogether, twitching every now
and then as he felt the condom balloon up with all his cum.
Once he was done and down to the very last drop, a heavy wave of fatigue washed
over his body. He pulled his cock out, still semi-hard but flaccid enough to
easily slip out of his sister’s wet pussy, and forced himself to sit and scoot
back until he was being supported by his bed’s headrest.
It took him another moment after struggling to just keep his eyes open to
realize that Wanda was sitting in front of him. An indescribable expression was
scribbled on her face and another wave, this time of guilt, washed over him.
Everything working up to actually sticking his cock inside of Wanda took about
forty-five minutes, and the act of him coming only took less than four minutes.
How weak was he? And Wanda hadn't even had a chance to reach her own orgasm.
Did that mean his sex sucked? Normally in the videos he watched both parties
came. And around the same time too! But Wanda? She was just patiently sitting
across from him in all her naked glory while he was trying to stop himself from
falling into hibernation like a goddamn bear.
      “I'm sorry.” Pietro managed to work up the strength to apologize and he
looked up to try and gauge and see how Wanda was feeling.
      “It's okay.” She replied calmly and promptly.
      “No, you didn't... You didn't…” He paused and leaned his head back
against the wall.
When he opened his eyes, not even realizing when he had closed them, he was
laying down comfortably in his bed with his pillow beneath his head and his
blanket neatly tucked up to his chin. The lights in his room had been turned
off and he could make out the faded yellow light coming from the hallway and a
blurry, silhouetted figure in his doorway.
      “Wanda?” He whispered and was surprised to hear how raspy his voice had
gotten.
The figure moved toward him and he could feel his mattress dip a bit at the
added weight as Wanda took a seat. She brushed Pietro’s hair out of his face
and offered him a gentle smile.
      “I'm sorry.” He croaked again and moved to sit up.
Wanda was clothed again while he was still completely naked under his covers.
When he slipped into a nap from exhaustion, Wanda had dutifully taken off his
full condom and cleaned him up a bit before tucking him in.
His stomach turned and now it was his turn to feel like crying (even if it was
unmanly of him). He really was pitiful, wasn't he? Passing out after having sex
with his sister. Having sex with his sister. Thinking his sister was the most
beautiful person in the entire universe. Loving his sister more than any
brother should love a sister.
Loving his sister.
      “It's okay.” Wanda broke his train of thought and smiled again.
      “But you didn't..” He started and then stopped when Wanda pressed her
soft lips against his.
      “It's okay. It wouldn't even be normal if we both… You know.” She
whispered the words against his mouth and then leaned back to shrug her
shoulders in an attempt to finish her sentence.
      “The videos you watch aren't really true. Not everyone…” She shrugged her
shoulders again to fill in the blank.
      “Every time people have sex. So don't worry about it.”
      “Oh… But I thoug— wait how do you know about the videos?” Pietro stared
at her with wide eyes.
      “These walls are pretty thin and I'm surprised you don't use earbuds.”
Wanda giggled softly and Pietro felt his cheeks heat up.
      “The wire of the earbuds tends to get tangled when I'm trying to listen
and mastur—”
      “Okay okay, I get it.” Wanda laughed this time.
      “You're so hopeless sometimes.” She shook her head and smiled to herself.
      “But that's why I've got you… Right?” Pietro offered a meek smile.
Wanda didn't respond at that and instead she just pursed her lips into a thin
smile. She knit her brows together and let her chin fall for a second before
she looked back up to kiss Pietro one more time. She pulled away before Pietro
could do anything more.
      “Finish your nap before it’s time for dinner or mom will be really angry
if you fall asleep in your food.”
Pietro chuckled and nodded his head. He grabbed Wanda’s wrist before she could
leave and gently tugged her down so he could place another kiss on her cheek.
      “I love you.” He whispered the words softly.
Wanda smiled and nodded her head. He let go of her wrist and settled back into
his pillow, watching Wanda’s back as she left his room. He closed his eyes when
Wanda turned to close the door with a quiet click. He could hear his heart beat
slowly in his chest.
He couldn't stop his heart from beating. Couldn't stop himself from loving her.
Never.
                                     ◆ ◆ ◆
They say people get closer the more time they spend with each other, but that
was quite the opposite for the Maximoff household. The longer Pietro spent time
away from home in college, the more he wanted to be with his sister. Stupid,
right? It completely defied the natural laws of siblingology, but then again,
the Maximoff twins weren’t the most conventional of twins to begin with.
      “It’s so hot. Has it always been this hot?” Wanda complained as she came
down the stairs.
Pietro perked up from the couch and scooted to the side to give her some room.
He had arrived home two days before Wanda did and the temperature actually did
rise quite a few degrees ever since she came back. She had gotten her hair cut
short while she was away, and Pietro still thought she looked just as
beautiful.
He laughed in response to her complaint.
      “Do you want me to get you something to drink?”
      “Do we have any Dr. Pepper?”
Pietro gladly pulled himself up from the couch before returning to the sunken
portion of the couch where he had been sitting earlier. He handed her the cold
can and then wrapped his arm around his sister’s neck despite the sweat that
had already coated both of their skin.
      “Mmm, this really hits the spot.” Wanda hummed happily after popping the
tab opening and taking a sip.
      “How was junior year? Publish any books yet?” Pietro suddenly asked and
grinned.
Wanda had set out to become an English major when they graduated high school.
Pietro chose to become a Math major. It was the first time they really went
their separate ways.
Wanda set the can down on the coffee table and then curled her legs up to her
chest.
      “It’s been… fun! Hectic and a lot of work in comparison to high school
junior year… And no books yet, just lots of papers.” She laughed and rested her
head on his shoulder.
      “How about you?”
Pietro just hummed in response before reaching forward to grab her can. He
helped himself to a sip of the sweet, bubbly soda and then smacked his lips.
      “That bad, huh?”
He chuckled and passed her the can.
      “It’s been fine.”
      “Just fine?
      I guess that makes sense. I don’t know why you would ever want to focus
on math after senior year of high school… but you’ve always been the weird
one.” Wanda teased and drank more of the soda.
He grinned and started to gently tread his fingers through her short hair.
Before he knew it he started to unconsciously braid tiny braids into her hair.
Ever since they were younger he had helped Wanda do her hair. He really was the
weird one. He couldn’t deny that fact.
Besides… after all these years of being separated and only seeing one another a
few times in a year… after trying to grow out of his foolish crush for his
sister… He still loved her.
      “Yeah. You’re not so normal yourself either.” Pietro finally said and
kissed the side of her head.
      “What’s that supposed to mean?” Wanda nudged him with her shoulder and
sat up.
      “An English major? C’mon, that’s basically like becoming a librarian.” He
snickered when Wanda set the soda can down and then gently punched him in the
shoulder.
      “Well math is for dorks and that means you’re a really big dork!”
      “What kind of comeback is that? I’d expect more from an English major.”
Wanda rolled her eyes and Pietro continued to laugh as she pelted him with
several mock punches. It didn’t take long for the two to break out into a
tickle fight.
      “STOP IT..PFF…AHAHA PIETRO STOP STOP!!! MY STOMACH!” Wanda cried out and
laughed at the same time as Pietro attacked her sides.
He obediently stopped tickling her and inhaled sharply when he realized the
position they were in. Somehow in the midst of their fighting Wanda had ended
up in his lap. She panted lightly and stared at him with wide eyes. Her cheeks
were flushed and her hair was slightly messy.
His eyes studied her face as if she were a puzzle that he wanted to solve. He
glanced from her eyes to her lips and felt his own lips curl up into a smile.
He wasn't sure whether to proceed or not without her permission, but he didn't
really need to ask because it was Wanda who leaned in first.
The kiss was gentle and immediately forced Pietro to remember a similar warm
feeling from many years ago. His eyes fluttered close and he slowly moved his
hands to support her back and her head. Their lips moved in perfect sync and he
realized how much he had missed Wanda. She might have changed during college
but this feeling that was burrowing itself in his stomach, this feeling of her
soft lips pressed against his, this feeling of holding her…
      “I’ve missed you…” He muttered the words into their kiss and Wanda smiled
against his mouth.
She leaned back and tucked her hair behind her eyes. She stared at him with
narrowed eyes and Pietro shifted a bit underneath her weight.
      “What?” He finally asked.
      “I’ve missed you too.” She murmured quietly and rested her forehead
against his.
Pietro felt his throat constrict and he averted his gaze for a second. The
proximity of Wanda’s face made his stomach perform flips and her sweet fragrant
made his chest tighten. When he looked back he watched her close her eyes and
close the gap between them. Wanda took no time in taking charge and soon he had
his mouth open to receive her roaming tongue. A content hum vibrated in the
back of his throat when he recognized the sweet, lingering taste of his sister
in his mouth.
He had missed her.
Missed… this.
Pietro slid the hand holding the back of his sister’s head down so that both of
his hands rested on the natural curve of her back. Wanda leaned forward so that
Pietro could rest his head on the back of the couch. Their tongues glided
across one another and intertwined in sweet bliss. She began to grind against
him.
Pietro moaned at the heavenly sensation. It was hot. Everything felt so hot.
The sticky feeling of sweat made itself prominent on his skin as Wanda
continued to slowly roll her body against his. He could feel the heat emanating
from her body and rolled his own hips upward to meet hers. A broken cry fell
from her lips and she broke the kiss.
      “Let’s go upstairs.” She panted softly, her warm breath tickling his
chin.
      “Okay.” He nodded and firmly wrapped his hands underneath her thighs
before he scooped her up altogether.
Wanda snaked her arms around his neck and kissed him while he stood up from the
couch and began to make his way toward the stairs.
      “Mmm… Wanda…” He tried to talk but found his words lost among his
sister’s lips.
      “Hmm?” She kissed him gently before stopping to look at him.
      “It’s dangerous to… while we’re going up the stairs.”
Wanda laughed and Pietro looked away with flushed cheeks.
      “Okay okay, I get it. No distracting you while we’re going up. Got it.”
Pietro grinned and started to ascend the stairs, daringly taking two at a time,
before he stopped and felt his knees falter.
      “Nff… Wanda, you can’t…” He started to say and quickly let go of one of
her thighs so he could support himself on the wall.
He returned to supporting her and sighed softly as Wanda sucked on the
sensitive skin of his throat.
      “Wanda… Wanda…” Her name spilled from his lips as she continued to kiss
him along his throat.
      “Mmm… Okay, I’m done.” She giggled softly against his skin and Pietro
inhaled sharply in an attempt refocus on getting up the stairs.
He opened the door to her room, her room being the first room to arrive at
after coming up from the stairs, and gave her a swift kiss before setting her
down on her bed. He quickly discarded his tank top while Wanda pulled her shirt
over her head. She shimmied out of her cotton shorts and started to laugh when
Pietro hopped on one foot in an attempt to take off his own shorts. She swung
her legs over the edge of the bed and reached forward to steady her brother
out.
      “You're so hopeless sometimes.” She shook her head and smiled to herself.
      “But that's why I've got you… Right?” Pietro offered a cheeky grin.
Wanda laughed again and then slipped her thumbs underneath his waistband. She
pulled down slowly and slid off her bed and onto her knees. Pietro wavered
slightly in his spot as he watched Wanda kneel down in front of him. He gently
held onto her shoulder and alternated in lifting his feet so she could take his
shorts off entirely. She looked up with her wide, beautiful eyes, and he felt
his heart stop.
      “You’re so beautiful.” He croaked and swallowed hard as Wanda stood up
from her spot.
He stood four inches above her, a substantial difference from when they were
younger when she always stood an inch or two above him.
      “What are you smiling about?” She asked softly and narrowed her eyes.
Pietro chuckled and he kissed the tip of her nose.
      “I’ve missed you.”
She kissed him on the lips and pressed her body against his.
      “Show me.
      Show me how much you’ve missed me.”
The words sent an electrifying feeling directly to his cock. He tried to wet
his unbelievably dry mouth and as if Wanda had read his mind, she swiftly
leaned forward and crashed their lips together. Her tongue instantly slipped
into his mouth and provided the moisture and saliva he had seemed to have lost.
He moaned against her lips when she wrapped her arms around his waist and
pulled him closer. He reached around her and unhooked her bra before trailing
his fingers down her smooth back. She shivered under his touch and Pietro broke
their kiss so he could slip the straps off her bare shoulders.
He then swept his hands along and down the side of her body, squeezing her and
relishing at how soft she felt in his hands. She walked backwards until she
could sit on her bed and slide backwards to make room for her brother. Pietro
curled his fingers around the waistline of her panties and eagerly slid the
fabric down her creamy thigh before letting it drop to the floor. He gasped
softly. The corners of his mouth twitched upwards into a crooked smile. Wanda
still had her neatly trimmed patch of pubic hair that formed an almost perfect
triangle leading directly to her clit, and he still found it cute.
He was disgusting.
Wanda propped herself up and leaned forward. She tugged on the waistband of his
boxers and he compliantly helped her get them off.
      “Oh…” She gasped softly.
      “Are you okay? What’s wrong?” He furrowed his brows and held one side of
her face in his hand.
The corners of her mouth twitched upwards into a crooked smile. Pietro wasbig.
Bigger than she remembered. And he actually had chiseled abs now and a perfect,
delicious looking V line that led straight to his thick, twitching cock.
      “You look like you’re photo-shopped. I didn’t know math geeks could get
so…” She started to giggle and Pietro couldn’t help but break out into a goofy
looking grin.
He pressed his lips against hers and laughed into their kiss before moving to
kiss her on the forehead.
      “You’re so cute too, did you know that?”
Wanda hummed happily and locked lips with him, swirling her tongue in his mouth
in a quick circle.
      “And you’re actually experienced now.”
He chuckled and shrugged his shoulders.
      “What can I say? Two girlfriends makes all the difference.”
      “Two?” Wanda stopped and looked at him with a distraught expression.
      “I thought you only had one! What happened to Lizze?”
      “We broke up at the end of sophomore year.”
      “Then who…”
      “It doesn’t really matter… it only lasted for a couple of months into
junior year.”
Wanda frowned and creased her forehead.
      “Pietro, I didn’t think you had it in you! During high school you,” She
cut herself off before she could say anything more.
      “I mean… wow. I haven’t even found anyone yet since the start of college
and… look at you!”
      “Wait, but what about… Aaron? Was that his name?” Pietro frowned.
      “Yeah, uhm…” She leaned back from him and rubbed the back of her neck.
      “No… it didn’t work out.”
      “Oh. I’m sorry to hear that.” Pietro sat down with one of his legs
hanging off the side of her bed and furrowed his brows together.
      “It’s fine! It wasn’t anything serious.”
They lapsed into a moment of silence and the only sound that filled the room
was the spinning of her ceiling fan.
Whoosh.
Whoosh.
Whoosh.
Pietro looked up and watched her fan spin around and around. It was hot. He
hadn’t realized it but he was sweating. A lot.
The bed creaked and he looked down to see that Wanda had gotten off the bed and
was now rummaging around in her bathroom. He gnawed on his lower lip and
grinned when she returned with a small, white package and a red bottle.
She tossed him the package and took a seat at the edge of the bed while he
opened it and quickly rolled the condom over himself.
      “I’m sorry.” He suddenly said and beckoned Wanda to come over to him.
      “No, you’re fine.”
      “I totally ruined the mood.” He muttered into her hair as she nestled
against him.
      “But… anyone who dumps you is crazy. You deserve the best.”
Wanda smiled and looked down. After another second she started giggling. Pietro
brought a hand to her chin and tilted her up so she was looking at him.
      “What is it?”
      “You’re such a dork.” She mumbled gently and kissed him.
Pietro sighed contentedly and relaxed his shoulders. She grinned, turning so
she was fully facing him, and then gently pushed him down onto her pillows.
Pietro flared his nostrils and stared at his sister with wide eyes as she began
to straddle him. Wanda took the bottle of lube and squeezed the gel into her
hand. She reached down between her legs where she had his cock positioned and
began to spread the lube evenly on him. He clenched his jaw and forced himself
to breathe slowly through his nose while her hands roamed over his shaft. She
rolled his cock between her palms and delicately applied pressure with her
thumbs as she moved her hands down towards his base. He leaned his head back
against the pillows and groaned as she continued to tenderly massage him.
      “Wanda…” He drawled out her name slowly, closing his eyes, and bucked
into her hands.
She snickered and finally lifted herself higher on her knees, positioning the
head of her brother’s cock at her entrance, and then steadily lowered herself
down on top of him. The twins both moaned at the same time. Wanda bit her lower
lip to try and stifle her voice. She closed her eyes and continued to lower
herself until her pelvis rested on his. She could feel Pietro’s cock twitch
deep inside of her and another low moan flowed from her lips. She cried out
loudly when Pietro suddenly shifted underneath her and then bucked upwards into
her. His cock hit deep and heavy inside her, causing her to gasp for breath.
      “Mmmnng…” She pressed her hands against his waist in an effort to support
herself and swallowed with difficulty.
      “You feel so good…” Pietro strained to speak and gaped his mouth when
Wanda slowly raised herself and then fell down on him.
      “You’re so big…” Wanda groaned and rolled her head along her shoulders.
      “Does it hurt? Are you okay?”
      “I’m fine…” She responded breathlessly and then lifted herself up again.
      “Ughhh… Wanda…” Pietro gripped her waist firmly and squeezed when she
fell down on him again.
She felt entirely full. Perhaps too full. And the thought of being stretched
out with her brother’s cock sent her mind spinning.
Wanda groaned when she lifted herself up and Pietro bucked up to meet her. It
was almost painful at how much he was stretching her out, but the sensation was
dangerously intoxicating as well. Unable to continue to really lift herself up
let alone just support herself from toppling over, Wanda resorted to simply
grinding against her brother. The action did not fail to please Pietro any less
than when she was manually inserting him inside of her and if anything, her
grinding made him all the more turned on and flustered. To see his sister so
focused on grinding against him was definitely a sight to marvel at and before
he knew it, Pietro leaned up and kissed Wanda.
He flicked his tongue out and glided the tip of his tongue along her lower lip.
She obediently opened her mouth and rather than taking the chance to slip his
tongue into her mouth, he took her lip instead and began to roll it between his
teeth. He could feel Wanda smile as he sucked on her lower lip and a purring
noise reverberated in the back of her throat.
When Pietro finally pulled away he switched their positions and gently lay
Wanda down. At this point her limbs felt like jelly and her abdomen actually
felt mildly sore. Still inside her, Pietro gradually pulled himself out before
thrusting forward.
      “AANnmmff!” Wanda snapped her jaw shut and grasped at the blanket
underneath her.
Pietro grunted and worked up a swift pattern of pulling then pushing. Every
time he pulled out, he was sure to slide himself back in all the way until skin
kissed skin. Wanda writhed and filled her fists with the fabric of her blanket.
She turned her head to the side and bit down on her knuckles in an attempt to
muffle her uncharacteristically loud moaning.
      “Please let me hear you…” Pietro breathed hard as he relentlessly pounded
into her.
Wanda whined in response and squeezed her eyes tight. Her chest violently rose
and fell as Pietro thrust into her. She suddenly jerked upwards and saw stars
burst in her eyes.
      “AAHhHhhFUCKPIETROAaaaAFUCKNNnnffgg!!”
Her entire body spasmed and twisted as she came.
      “FUCK! AAHH… Ffffuck… Pietr…fff… Pietro Pietro Pietro… Oh my God…
Pietro…” Her voice died down to a whimper and she continued to repeat her
brother’s name while she rode out the rest of her orgasm.
Pietro waited patiently until Wanda finally stopped. The two were panting and
completely covered in sweat. The summer heat still wasn’t helping nor was the
meager spinning of the ceiling fan.
      “Aaggh…” Wanda groaned and relaxed her all her muscles she had
unknowingly tensed up. She felt like melting into the bed.
Pietro pulled out and sat back on his heels. He thought his heart was going to
explode. His chest ballooned with such euphoria that he wasn’t sure he would
ever be able to reach a tantamount of happiness ever again in his entire life.
He had never been more wrong in his entire life.
Wanda pulled herself up and crawled between Pietro’s legs. He looked at her
with a raised eyebrow.
      “You are not done?”
      “You are not done.” She giggled and motioned towards him.
Pietro looked down and realized that he was still hard. The condom was covered
with even more slickness than it had originally been lubricated with. Wanda
grinned and smoothed her hair back, tucking the short, stray locks behind her
ears before leaning down to take him in her mouth. Even with the condom
covering his cock, Pietro could easily feel every motion Wanda made with her
tongue. She took him in without any hesitation and was quick to deep throat as
much of his cock she could fit in her mouth.
      “FUCK!” Pietro unexpectedly cried out and dug his nails into her bed.
Wanda lapped at the underside of his cock and licked off her cum from the
condom. She moved her head back so he wasn’t in so deep and then tilted her
head from side to side so she could properly lick off anything that had coated
the rubber.
      “AAaahh, Wanda…” Pietro moaned and involuntarily bucked into her mouth.
Her eyes widened a bit but she quickly adjusted and went back to fitting in as
much of Pietro as she could.
      “Mmnngg…”
Salvia dribbled down her chin. Pietro panted heavily and bucked again. Wanda
gagged a bit this time and felt tears threaten to spring from her eyes. She was
thankful that Pietro had his eyes closed or he would more than likely freak out
at her pained looking expression. Even her mouth felt sore after just a minute
of having it stretched open to accompany the thickness of her brother’s dick.
Finally Wanda moved away and messily wiped away the saliva that had dripped
down her chin and glazed her lips. She stuck her hand out and effortlessly
pulled the condom off of him. Underneath, Pietro’s cock glistened with precum.
Pietro looked at Wanda with a half-lidded, lustful stare.
      “A-Are you… okay?” He mumbled and reached out to caress the side of her
face.
Wanda nodded happily and nuzzled into his hand before she gently set it down on
the bed so she could lean back down and take her brother raw. A much more
potent flavor immediately registered with her taste buds as she swirled her
tongue around the tip of his cock. She began to bob her head up and down and
savored every taste she received. When she stopped midway down Pietro’s shaft,
she puckered her lips and then sucked. Her brother immediately reacted to the
sudden change in pressure and jerked against her. She let go entirely and
giggled softly.
      “Oh my God…” Pietro closed his eyes.
      “You’re so good… what the fuck.” He ran both his hands over his face and
through his hair.
Wanda giggled again and then tenderly wrapped her fingers around his erection
as best as she could. She gently moved her hand down so she could pull back his
foreskin to reveal a portion of his head. She pressed her lips against the tip
and Pietro shuddered. When she stuck her tongue out and slowly licked the slit
of his head he cried out. Wanda smiled and kissed his head again. She let go of
his cock so his foreskin would slide back into place. Pietro huffed and looked
down at his sister with a dazed expression.
She gingerly pulled his foreskin up so she could stick her tongue inside.
Pietro grunted when she let go so his foreskin snapped back in place and held
her tongue pressed against his head. She began to swirl her tongue underneath
his foreskin and yelped when Pietro suddenly jolted and came onto her face. As
opposed to her own liquidy cum, Pietro’s was thick and creamy.
She quickly placed her entire mouth over his cock and savored the squirts of
hot cum that continuously hit the back of her throat until her mouth began to
grow full. She swallowed as much as she could of the thick cum Pietro shot into
her mouth while the rest overflowed from her mouth and dripped onto the
blanket.
Once Pietro was done it was then that he still didn’t experience the happiest
moment of his entire life. The happiest moment of his entire life was when they
tossed the soiled blanket off the bed and cuddled up close to one another.
Wanda had her unbelievably smooth back pressed against his chest while they
shared the same steady breath that eventually caused them both to drift off
into the most blissful sleep either had gotten in a long time.
When Pietro opened his eyes he could still feel Wanda peacefully sleeping
against him. He smiled to himself and nuzzled the back of her head. She smelled
sweet like always.
      “Pietro?” Wanda whispered softly through the darkness and turned around
so she was facing him.
He could barely make out her face in the dark, but he could feel her eyes on
him. He inhaled slowly when she kissed him on his collar bone and exhaled
sharply when she slid her hand along his arm and moved his hand to her bare
chest.
      “I love you…” He mumbled softly.
Pietro knew he shouldn't have said it. He knew how wrong it was for him to say
it. But he didn't want to lie to himself. He truly did love Wanda.
He could feel her heart beat slowly in perfect sync with his own.
He couldn't stop his heart from beating. Couldn't stop himself from loving her.
Never.
                                     ◆ ◆ ◆
The news of her engagement came to a total shock to Pietro. It took him two
days to actually process the information and then another three days to cope
with his mixed feelings and high-strung emotions. Engaged? Engaged.
His Wanda was engaged. And to really rub the salt into the wound, she was
engaged to some simpleton named Tom. Tom.
Pietro felt disgusted just thinking about it. He felt disgusted and confused
and hurt all at the same time.
It turned out Tom wasn’t as bad of a guy as he thought he was. In fact… he was
actually kind of perfect for Wanda. Every time the two of them were together,
Wanda was smiling her beautiful smile. They fit together like two pieces of a
puzzle. People even jokingly called him the “Cosmo to her Wanda” since his
favorite color was green.
Pietro felt disgusted just thinking about it. He felt disgusted and confused
and hurt all at the same time.
The bachelor’s party was fun though. Probably the most fun he had ever had ever
since graduating from college and attending the graduation party one of his
friends threw. He hated to admit it, but he had fun that evening.
That last evening his Wanda would be paired off with someone that wasn’t him.
By the time the clock struck at some ungodly hour of the early morning, Pietro
was one of the few bachelors of the group who wasn’t passed out. Tom was
actually one of the first people to black out at the bar.
As Pietro helped clean up the trashed party room, the door to the room opened.
He whipped his head around and felt his stomach drop.
      “Pietro? Oh my God, what happened here?” Wanda stepped over one of the
passed out males and approached him.
He looked down at his sister with a pained expression.
      “Are you okay? Oh… Tom?” She gently held onto Pietro’s arm and looked at
the slumped over male.
      “He, uhm… He passed out. He’s a pretty light drinker.” Pietro responded
quietly and balled his hands into fists.
      “Oh…”
      “Come on…” Wanda suddenly tugged at his jacket sleeve.
      “Let's go to the room.” She whispered softly into his ear and Pietro just
nodded.
During the elevator ride up to her hotel room Pietro had established that Wanda
might have drunken a little bit too much. She continuously insisted that she
was fine but the fact that she almost ran into several walls along the way to
the room said otherwise.
When he managed to get her card room key to swipe into her room, Wanda had
suddenly pulled him down to kiss her.
      “Ah… sorry…” She quickly mumbled.
      “Sorry for what?” Pietro swallowed hard and leaned down to kiss her
again.
Wanda just laughed under her breath and pressed her face into his shirt. She
muffled something and Pietro had to hold her shoulders so she could stop
swaying.
      “I didn’t catch what you said.” He smiled gently and she just leaned up
to press her lips against his.
His eyes widened when she suddenly bit his lower lip and then glossed her
tongue over the bite. Wanda giggled and slipped two fingers under the collar of
his shirt.
      “Let’s go in.”
Pietro nodded and fumbled to slide the room card key over the sensor. When he
opened the door Wanda pushed him in and kissed him against the wall. He moaned
quietly and tentatively brought his hands to the back of her dress.
      “W-Wait… Wanda… You’re drunk, I don’t think you know what you’re doing.”
His chest tightened at his words.
Wanda pulled away and frowned slightly. She toyed with the buttons on his dress
shirt and then sighed.
      “I know… I know it’s wrong but…” She pulled her arms back entirely and
then reached behind her in an attempt to unzip her dress.
Pietro exhaled shakily and helped her. He pulled the zipper down slowly and
then watched in quiet trepidation as the fabric loosened around her shoulders.
He then helped her to slide the dress over her head. She grabbed it from his
hands and just let it drop onto the floor.
      “Wanda…” He brought his hands to the back of her head and began to stroke
her hair. She had grown out her hair long again.
She pulled him down and kissed him. He could taste a faint scent of alcohol
when her tongue roamed over his own. She purred into their kiss and Pietro
turned them around so she was pressed against the wall.
      “Wanda…” He repeated again and tried to pull away before things could
escalate.
She whined in response and splayed her hands over his chest. She slid them up
and helped him out of his tuxedo jacket. She kissed his jaw and nose and cheeks
and then pressed her lips softly against his.
      “Please… I want this.”
Pietro choked for a second. He felt disgusted. He felt disgusted because he was
disgusting. How could he do this to Wanda? He felt disgusted and confused and
hurt all at the same time and then collided their lips together.
Wanda moaned and wrapped a leg around his waist. She tangled her fingers into
his hair and tugged.
      “Here…” She spoke hurriedly and let go of him so she could slip out of
her panties.
      “Kiss me here…” Her voice fell heavy and rushed.
Pietro choked again. Desire swelled in his chest. He examined her face
furiously in an attempt to gauge whether or not she actually wanted this. She
made no attempt to stop him when he kneeled down before her. He hesitantly
reached forward and slid two fingers against her slit. Wanda shuddered against
the wall and spread her legs apart. He swallowed hard and felt his pants
tighten around him.
      “Put your legs here…” He finally whispered and helped Wanda raise her
legs over his shoulders.
He made sure to support her securely by her thighs until the only thing holding
her up from the ground were his shoulders, his hands, and the wall she was
pressed against.
He hoisted her higher up against the wall and reveled at the low purrs that
escaped her lips when he leaned in and slid his tongue over the entrance of her
pussy. He firmly gripped her silky thighs and licked her outer lips before
sticking the tip of his tongue in deeper. She dug her heels into his back and
moaned louder.
      “Aaaa… it feels so good...” She hissed through clenched teeth and
tightened her grip in his hair.
Pietro drove his tongue further in until his nose pressed against her neatly
trimmed patch of public hair. He scrunched his nose a bit as the hairs tickled
him when Wanda began to roll her hips along his face.
      “Mmmnnfuck!!” She whimpered and let go of Pietro’s hair to raise her arms
above her head in an attempt to grab at anything other than the smooth wall.
      “Errff oo mmay?” Pietro tried to speak but the vibrations only sent Wanda
squirming and moaning.
She pounded her fist against the wall behind her and bit down on her lower lip.
Pietro pulled away and looked up with a panicked expression.
      “Are you okay?” He repeated again.
Wanda panted and nodded. She tried to move one leg off of his shoulder and
almost caused the both of them to topple to the ground. Pietro carefully slid
his hands from her thighs up to her waist and held her securely before moving
out from underneath her so she could be back on her feet.
      “Sorry, I just...” She panted some more and pressed a hand against the
wall.
Pietro immediately gripped her shoulders to stabilize her. He frowned and
continued to stare at her with a worried look. Wanda ignored his anxiousness
and looked to the ground. She giggled and looked back up with flushed cheeks.
      “You make me so wet.”
Pietro turned rigid at her comment and he felt his cheeks ping up with heat. He
slowly looked down and felt his cock twitch at the sight of the small, clear
puddle that had formed underneath his sister. She was dripping with precum. He
slid his hands down from her shoulders and retracted his arms to his sides.
Wanda immediately stumbled forward and pressed against his chest.
      “Why are you still wearing clothes?” She giggled into his shirt and
worked on untucking his dress shirt.
While Wanda worked on unbuttoning his shirt and loosening his bow tie, Pietro
unbuckled his belt and slid off both his slacks and boxers. The fabric pooled
around his ankles and he stepped out of the pile when Wanda finally unbuttoned
the last button and tossed the tie to the floor. He immediately scooped her up
again and carried her to the nearest couch. Wanda pulled him down with her and
crashed their lips together. Their teeth clinked for a second before his mouth
was suddenly full of her wandering tongue.
      “Mmmm…” Pietro breathed softly through his nostrils and closed his eyes.
The sweet, intoxicating taste of his sister filled his mouth again and made his
heart skip a beat. This was probably the last time he would ever be able to
taste her again.
Pietro brought his hand to the back of her head and tilted her head back a bit
so he could deepen the kiss. Wanda replied with a moan and obediently moved her
lips in sync with his. Their tongues glided across each other for the last time
and then Pietro tore himself away. Tears began to sting his eyes and Wanda
instantly cupped the side of his face and pressed their lips together for a
brief second.
      “What's wrong?” She looked at him with worried eyes.
      “I love you… I love you so much, Wanda.” He choked on his words.
Wanda knit her brows together and looked away as if she were hurt. Pietro
blinked quickly in an attempt to get rid of his tears. He sniffed and wiped his
eyes with the back of his hand.
      “I'm sorry. I know I shouldn't. I know it's wrong. I know…” His voice
cracked and his heart fell.
Wanda gently ghosted her fingers against the side of his face. She quietly
shushed him and then littered his face with several chaste kisses.
      “You don't need to be sorry.” She finally murmured against his cheek.
Pietro stared down into her large, glossy eyes with a look of despair.
      “I love you too.” She kissed him on the lips.
Pietro whimpered into their kiss and Wanda softly reassured him again. She
murmured indistinct words of endearment into his lips until her brother seemed
to calm down again. When he pulled away to look at her, Wanda offered him a
gentle smile. She leaned down beneath him, her hair elegantly splayed out into
a messy crown, a clouded look in her eyes, her nostrils just barely flared, and
her rosy lips slightly parted.
      “You're so beautiful.” The words barely left his lips.
Pietro reached down to gently rub her cheek with the back of his hand. Wanda
continued to stare up at him with flushed cheeks. She finally reached up and
gently gripped his hand in hers.
      “Please…” She whispered and spread her legs.
Shocked, Pietro swallowed hard and looked down. His cock throbbed in desperate
need to fill her up. He glanced back up to find Wanda’s eyes closed. If he did
this, there would be no going back. Was Wanda aware of this? Was she too tipsy
to properly think?
Pietro locked his jaw in place and closed his eyes for a second. He loved
Wanda. Always had, always has, and always will. If she was willing to accept
him… To want him… He was going to comply.
Opening his eyes and swallowing once more, Pietro shakily brought his cock to
her glistening entrance. His eyes flitted up again and Wanda still had her eyes
patiently closed. He inhaled sharply, held his breath, and then thrust in.
      “Aaa..aa..nnnnm..mffgg..
      aammmnn…
      Aaaa…Pietro… Ghhff..mm…”
      “I love you, Wanda… I love you I love you I love you.” He panted the
words every chance he got.
Pietro continued to pound into Wanda at a steady pace while she moaned at a
steady pace. Her breath turned choppy at some points before quickly evening out
to simple sounding sighs of content.
Sweat began to form on Pietro’s forehead as he continued his rhythmic thrusts.
In addition to the scratchy noise of the couch every time he moved, the slaps
of skin against skin, and the almost inaudible huffs and pants falling from
both their lips, a peculiar squelching noise made itself prominent. Both of
them were getting wetter and slicking themselves up with their own precum as
time carried on. It became easier for Pietro to slip in and out of his sister
with every minute.
Wanda let out an especially loud moan when Pietro suddenly bucked and broke his
regular pattern. He ground harshly against her and then rammed into her again.
She whined and panted heavily when he stopped moving.
      “You're in so deep, oh my God…” Another whine broke forth from her lips
and she let her head fall to the side.
      “Please, Pietro… Ram me again. Hard and fast. Please…”
      “I love you so much...” He mumbled and quickly pulled out before
thrusting into her just as rapidly.
The couch squeaked against the floor and Wanda cried out.
      “AAH! YES!! OH GOD, IT FEELS SO GOOD!!”
Pietro huffed and rammed roughly into her again. He squeezed his eyes tight and
pounded into her. Again. He was afraid that he might bruise her with how much
force he was using, but he couldn't stop. Again. With Wanda shouting his name
and the exquisite feeling of her tight pussy wrapping around his cock every
time he thrust deep into her… He didn't want to stop.
A few more thrusts later and Wanda came. She shuddered underneath him as she
waited her orgasm out. Pietro came not a minute later. He groaned and let his
head hang while his cock twitched and filled her up. Excess, white liquid
spurted out from the sides of her cunt. When he pulled out a gush of their
mixed cum flowed out and seeped into the couch. Pietro collapsed onto the side
so he wouldn't crush his sister and closed his eyes. Wanda crawled into his lap
and curled up against him. They were still panting and it didn't take long for
the both of them to burst into laughter. Pietro opened his eyes again and was
happy to see Wanda’s beaming face looking back at him. He smiled and bent
forward to kiss her. She hummed and happily kissed him back.
      “I love you.” Pietro said the moment their kiss broke.
Wanda continued to beam up at him. She parted her lips to speak.
      “I—”
Pietro’s eyes fluttered open and he shot up from the couch. An intense wave of
confusion washed over him. He looked around and saw other bachelors passed out
around the room. A frown crept onto his face and his forehead creased. He
staggered and stood up from the couch. Tom was passed out at the bar. Pietro
swallowed and found his throat to be incredibly dry. He stumbled towards the
groom and was about to reach out to touch his shoulder when the door to the
room opened. He whipped his head around and felt his stomach drop.
      “Pietro? Oh my God, what happened here?” Wanda stepped over one of the
passed out males and approached him.
He looked down at his sister with a pained expression.
      “Are you okay? Oh… Tom?” She brushed past him and wrapped an arm around
the male.
She shook him until he stirred awake.
      “Wha— Wanda?”
      “Come on… Let's go to the room.” Wanda whispered softly into her fiancé’s
ear and Tom just nodded.
She wrapped his arm around her shoulder and helped him to his feet.
      “Pietro… You're a great guy… And you really know how to party and and…
you have such a beautiful sister. Thank you for everything.” Tom slurred and
patted Pietro gently on the shoulder as they passed him.
Wanda laughed and she started to move away from him with Tom still holding onto
her.
      “W-Wanda.” Pietro sputtered and reached out with one hand.
She turned around and Pietro’s eyes began to sting.
      “You should head back to your room too and get some sleep. Don't worry
about these guys, they will eventually wake up and do the same thing.” She
giggled softly.
      “Pietro…? What's wrong?” She suddenly frowned.
      “Why are you crying?”
Pietro reached up with shaky hands and felt the warm tears slide down his
cheek. Wanda propped Tom against the wall before walking over to him. She
smiled softly yet looked up at him with concerned eyes.
      “I’m just… really happy for you.” Pietro forced the words out of his
mouth.
What was he saying?
Wanda gently cupped the side of his face and wiped away a tear with her thumb.
The usual sparkle returned back to her eyes and she pulled her brother into an
embrace.
      “Thank you.” She murmured quietly and then let go of him.
Say something, you idiot.
Wanda sighed and pursed her lips together. She stared at him for what seemed
like an eternity before she finally leaned up and kissed him on the cheek.
     “I'll see you tomorrow.”
Don't let her leave.
Pietro just nodded and watched as Wanda returned back to Tom’s side and helped
him out of the room.
Tell her you how you really feel.
The door closed with a click and Pietro fell down onto one of the bar stools. A
sharp pain shot through his head and he groaned. Too much alcohol.
He propped his head up with his hands and closed his eyes. He could hear his
heart thump in his ears.
He couldn't stop his heart from beating.
Couldn't stop himself from loving her.
Tell her how much you love her.
                                    Never.
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