Apologies || Fiona and Declan
Declan smirked, as he listened to his sister moan for him. The danger behind this all caused Declan’s mind to twist into darker dimensions- but he didn’t care. He wanted control, so he would have it. Declan Coyne got whatever he pleased. And right now- he wanted Fiona Coyne wrapped around his erection, pulsing in response to its movement. He licked his lips before climbing on top of her and sucking on her breasts; his penis hard against her thigh, teasing her, causing her to squirm and want and need. He loved to tease.“How much do you want me?” he slurred, his head returning to her face, as his mouth began tenderly sucking at her neck. His hands slithered down to his erection, grasping it, before circling it around her vagina- occasionally entering the surface with his tip and quickly treating. The head felt moist whenever his penis had exited, as his expression grew smugger. He kissed her, tongue on tongue, as he penetrated her without any warning, hips against hips.
Fiona loved showing off her curves to her brother. She loved watching him examine every inch of her body, aching to have him throbbing inside her. She looked Declan right in the face as she started to pleasure herself. Slowly inserting two fingers into her entrance as she noticed a smirk creeping onto Declan’s face. Without notice, her brother was on top of her again. She moaned in response to the pressure on her sensitive breasts. She absolutely loved when he did this. It made her feel empowered. Her brother loved making her sister happy and that’s exactly how she’s always wanted it. Just her and her brother against the world. She was okay with this. She was in love with this.
“I want you so bad.” She whispered between moans. His lips traveled along her neck causing Fiona to gasp lightly. “I want you inside me, Declan.” She felt his hard cock circling around her clit and Fiona quickly grabbed onto the poles of her bedpost. She hated being restrained by the ribbon but at the same time she was obsessed with the control her brother had. It drove her crazy. “You’re such a fucking tease!” She breathed. Declan slid inside her and slid back out leading to a slight arch in Fiona’s back. She still held on tight to the bedpost as Declan’s lips crashed into hers and he made his way inside her. Fiona whimpered with every quick thrust, one after the other.
“You are so sick.” She looked into his eyes and smiled sinfully.
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Apologies || Fiona and Declan
Fiona knew this was bad. If anyone were to find out, the Coyne reputation would be ruined. The fact that she had to keep every single move between her and Declan a secret made her want him so much more. She took a deep breath when she felt a soft pinch on her nipple. She followed him as he moved to her side, a bit disappointed that things had died down for a bit. Her brother let her know that she need to be punished for her lack of communication with him. This made her giggle. She sat up quickly when Declan made his way to her closet, leaving Fiona puzzled as to why he left her side. He made his way back and Fiona returned to her previous position. From there on, everything was happening to fast for Fiona to care. Her hands were above her head, tied to her bedpost. This surprised Fiona. Her brother is supposed to be a gentleman and he was doing this- tying her to her bedpost so he could be in total control of her petite build. She smiled and adjusted her body to satisfy her new position. She watched her brother slowly strip and she couldn’t help but squirm. With every piece of clothing that he shed, she got a bit more moist. Fiona examined his muscles, his abdomen, and finally his erect member that appeared with no warning. She wanted him inside her. Ridding her of all her aches in the most painful way possible. She craved him. Fiona’s legs squeezed against each other, rubbing them against together to spark a faint tingling sensation. She needed him. She had to have him. She looked him straight in the eyes. “I want you, Declan.” She moaned softly.Declan followed every move Fiona made. She ignored anything and everything Declan had to say- she wanted to focus on him and giving him what they both desperately wanted. After she had taken the lead, Declan quickly got ahead of her. “Well, I’m not one to hold grudges.” She replied flirtatiously. She felt his warm lips against her nipples and let out a soft moan. She absolutely loved the tingly sensation that Declan provided. It drove her crazy. Fiona leaned backward, slowly laying her head on a stack of pillows as Declan licked his way down her stomach. Fiona took a deep breath, preparing herself for what was coming. She placed her hands on top of Declan’s as they held her c cups. Her hands remained and his made their way downward. “We’re doing it again!” Fiona thought. A smile creeped onto her face. Ever since they had sex the week before, this is what she had been wanting. She can’t even handle talking to her girlfriend due to only being able to focus on her brother. Her brother whom she constantly thought of being fucked by. As twisted as that sounded, she couldn’t help but enjoy the thought. He went on to removing her underwear and she quickly felt his tongue in between her legs. Her fingers dug into comforter as she released a pleasurable shriek. He kissed her, allowing Fiona to taste the fluids she produced all because of her twin brother. She loved when he did this. Her tongue roaming his mouth to gather every bit of herself. She grabbed his face and abruptly pushed it away. “Oh… I know, Declan.” She confessed lustfully. She violently pulled him back to her lips.
Declan moaned into the kiss, biting at her bottom lip. No matter how much he wanted to resist, the taste of her lips and the look in her eyes caused him to desire her body pressed against his. Before entering her room this evening, he assumed he would only be there to apologize. But now he was there to overcompensate for the week’s silence among the two. He licked her lips, and smiled devilishly down upon her, beginning to knead her nipple between his fingers, as he lied beside her, propped up on one elbow.
“You know, you haven’t been very nice to me this week…” Declan said, kissing her clavicle in repetition. “I think you need to be punished.”
He quickly removed himself from her, travelling into his sister’s closet, in pursuit of something to tie her hands with. Declan yearned for control, and he would have his way with Fiona. After searching through her closet, he retrieved ribbons he could use to hold her down as he conducted her body and all of her responses to his. He smiled deviously at her when he returned to the bed, where his sister continued to lay.
“Your body is all mine,” he jeered, quickly tying the ribbons around her wrists to the bedpost before she could protest. Right now, he could care less about consent. All he cared about was thrusting into her, making her scream…
Declan removed his clothes slowly, wanting her hormones to call for him.
“Tell me you want me.”
Apologies || Fiona and Declan
Declan followed every move Fiona made. She ignored anything and everything Declan had to say- she wanted to focus on him and giving him what they both desperately wanted. After she had taken the lead, Declan quickly got ahead of her. “Well, I’m not one to hold grudges.” She replied flirtatiously. She felt his warm lips against her nipples and let out a soft moan. She absolutely loved the tingly sensation that Declan provided. It drove her crazy. Fiona leaned backward, slowly laying her head on a stack of pillows as Declan licked his way down her stomach. Fiona took a deep breath, preparing herself for what was coming. She placed her hands on top of Declan’s as they held her c cups. Her hands remained and his made their way downward. “We’re doing it again!” Fiona thought. A smile creeped onto her face. Ever since they had sex the week before, this is what she had been wanting. She can’t even handle talking to her girlfriend due to only being able to focus on her brother. Her brother whom she constantly thought of being fucked by. As twisted as that sounded, she couldn’t help but enjoy the thought. He went on to removing her underwear and she quickly felt his tongue in between her legs. Her fingers dug into comforter as she released a pleasurable shriek. He kissed her, allowing Fiona to taste the fluids she produced all because of her twin brother. She loved when he did this. Her tongue roaming his mouth to gather every bit of herself. She grabbed his face and abruptly pushed it away. “Oh… I know, Declan.” She confessed lustfully. She violently pulled him back to her lips.“Well, it’s nice to know that your reputation matters more than I do, Declan.” She walked to him, getting closer. “You denying that we fucked really hurt my feelings.” She reached over to her vanity to grab a half empty glass of wine she had been drinking. She took a sip and slowly stroked her lips with her tongue, one side to the other. She took another sip of the wine and kissed Declan. One hand on his face, her thumb stroking his soft cheeks, and the other groping his crotch. “You know, I don’t think you came here only to apologize, did you?” She interrupted. She loved teasing him, it made her feel above him, but in the end she wanted him on top - both literally and metaphorically. She kissed him as they both walked over to her bed. She slowly removed her robe, revealing her pink lacy VS panties along with a matching bra. Her hand made it’s way to Declan’s. Fiona led his hands inside her underwear, quickly removing it. She then brought his hand up to her face and kissed his index and middle finger, slowly they made their way into her mouth as she looked Declan straight in his eyes. She smiled once she removed his eager fingers. She scooted closer to her brother and removed her bra- quickly grabbing his hand again to put it on her left breast. She kissed him.
“Well, damn it, Fiona! You want me to tell everyone that we had sex? You know how much trouble we could get in?!” Declan yelled, his frustrations becoming clear. He couldn’t understand why Fiona didn’t want to hide their encounter, he couldn’t understand how she didn’t think it was even remotely wrong. But his anger cleared like smoke, as Fiona’s lips graced his, and her hand was introduced to the bulge emerging from his jeans. She was so sexy, and he wanted her again. But he knew he couldn’t. His reputation was riding on the line, and he didn’t want another slip up to occur again.
“Fiona, we can’t…” Declan refused meekly, watching her pink robe fall from her body. But he couldn’t stop her. He didn’t want to stop her. Each sensual movement from her only caused his erection to twitch, as he fantasized about violently pushing her onto the bed and fucking her until she bled. He moaned softly as she kissed his fingers before exposing her breasts to his hand. He wanted her, and it was clear that she wanted him. Was this what she’s been waiting for?
Declan smirked after their kiss, cocking an eyebrow. “You can forgive pretty easily, huh?” he said, bending his head to suck softly on her breasts, kissing her nipples tenderly. Suddenly, he began trailing his tongue down her torsoe, as he re-positioned his hands onto her breasts, rubbing them between his fingers. Declan then placed his hands upon her hips before removing her panties with his teeth, revealing her moist vagina. He quickly slipped his tongue into her, twirling it around her clitoris, and then lapping up fluids between the lips. He began nibbling her insides, occasionally sucking upon the clitoris, feeling Fiona’s back arch in response.
Suddenly, Declan removed himself from her center, and returned to her face, pushing his tongue into her mouth as they kissed.
“You’re sick, you know that?”
Apologies || Fiona and Declan
“Well, it’s nice to know that your reputation matters more than I do, Declan.” She walked to him, getting closer. “You denying that we fucked really hurt my feelings.” She reached over to her vanity to grab a half empty glass of wine she had been drinking. She took a sip and slowly stroked her lips with her tongue, one side to the other. She took another sip of the wine and kissed Declan. One hand on his face, her thumb stroking his soft cheeks, and the other groping his crotch. “You know, I don’t think you came here only to apologize, did you?” She interrupted. She loved teasing him, it made her feel above him, but in the end she wanted him on top - both literally and metaphorically. She kissed him as they both walked over to her bed. She slowly removed her robe, revealing her pink lacy VS panties along with a matching bra. Her hand made it’s way to Declan’s. Fiona led his hands inside her underwear, quickly removing it. She then brought his hand up to her face and kissed his index and middle finger, slowly they made their way into her mouth as she looked Declan straight in his eyes. She smiled once she removed his eager fingers. She scooted closer to her brother and removed her bra- quickly grabbing his hand again to put it on her left breast. She kissed him.She opened the door to a worried Declan. It’s very rare for her to see her brother like this considering the fact that he never cared about anyone but himself, but she knew she was the only exception. He pushed his way past Fiona, who didn’t want him to enter on account of all the empty wine bottle sprawled across the floor. She gulped at the sight of her disappointed brother. She hated that it was disappointment and after disappointment with her. At the same time, she was kind of okay with her brother seeing this. She wants him to feel bad for the way he had treated her. He finally looked back at her and confessed that he wanted to apologize. Fiona stood in shock at the statement. Declan never apologizes. Him wanting to say sorry made her feel a bit uncomfortable only because he is never sorry for the things he does.
“Go on.” She crossed her arms and stood before him, awaiting his reply.Fiona’s hardened exterior was beginning to irritate Declan. He apologized. Which is much more than he’s done for any girl before. Although he was certain that he owed an apology to plenty of women, Declan would never admit defeat to anyone. Especially a woman. And the very fact that Fiona was playing hard-to-get was frustrating and infuriating. But he decided to keep his composure, not wanting to indulge in another argument.
“Well,” Declan cleared his throat, “I’m sorry for being so cruel the other day. But you know I have a reputation to uphold.”
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