Brotherly Love - Chapter 1

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Brotherly Love
Chapter 1
By Michiru

He gently ran his lips over her soft stomach, breathing in her
scent, her skin smooth and silken. The feeling of her fingers sliding
through his hair, her soft sighs of pleasure at his touch inflamed him. She
felt so good!: Sliding one hand up her inner thigh, he closed his eyes, enjoying
the feel of the satiny skin, feeling her shivery response, the soft mewling noise.: He slipped his hand between her legs, feeling the moist, hot heat
as he stroked the tender flesh, before fully plunging his hand into the soft
inner folds of her flesh. She cried out softly at the welcome intrusion,
raising hips slightly to meet him. Wetness seeped from between his fingers
while he covered her mouth with his own. She kissed back eagerly, almost
ferociously, her tongue battling with his, her nails lightly scratching as
she clutched at him. He began to mount her, readying himself to plunge into her
hot, waiting womanhood, wanting desperately to make her his own.: "Pietro," she hissed in passion, urging him on.; "PIETRO!!!"; "Huh?" Pietro opened his eyes slowly, battling to hold on to the
wispy fragments of the dream.: "It's time to get up. Mystique wants you downstairs in 5
seconds," Wanda stood at the open door, glaring at him. Her expression
changed to a sneer as she saw his very obvious erection holding the sheet up,
then walked away.: He hung his head and sighed. The dream had been so real! He'd
had sex dreams before, but never so vivid, so real. Or, so wrong.: Zipping into the kitchen about three minutes later, after having
stopped for a leisurely shower, he saw the other boys look up. Wanda was
sitting at the table, peeling a banana, as the boys began to snigger.: "Feeling UP and READY for action?" Lance snickered.; "Bitch," Pietro said to Wanda, sitting at the table and grabbing
an apple.: "Thank you," Wanda nodded, a nasty smile on her face.; The guys began to laugh, while Wanda slipped the banana in her
mouth.: Pietro found himself unable to look away as his twin began to
suggestively nibble on the fruit, sliding it in and out of her mouth, eyes
locked on Pietro's. Suddenly she took a vicious bite, causing Pietro to start.: "Nasty bitch," he murmured, amending his last statement.; "Don't you know it," she laughed throatily at him.; "Who were you dreaming about, Pietro? Jean? Rogue? TABITHA?"
Lance guffawed.: "No, no, no! I know! Scott, Kurt or EVAN!!" Todd crowed.; Pietro glowered, but ignored the ribbing.; "I think he was dreaming about HIMSELF!" Fred grinned, causing
the other guys to laugh harder.: "What is all the noise about?" Mystique asked, slinking into the
kitchen.: Crickets chirped.; "Well?" She picked up Todd, wrinkled her nose and then dropped
him. "You need a shower, Todd. Yech.": "We were just making fun at Pietro," Lance said quietly.; "Well, stop. You're making too much noise. Can't hear myself
think around here. Wanda, are you ready for your first day at school?": "Yeah," she said sulkily, not making any pains to hide that she
didn't want to go.: "Good. All of you be out of here in the next ten minutes,"
Mystique told them, walking out the door.: "Geez, if anything, she's nastier than before. She's like some
kind of snake, y'know," Todd nodded.: "Sinuous and cold-blooded," Lance agreed.; "Ooooo, big word," Fred laughed. "Kitty's gonna make ya into a
brain, huh?": "Noooo, she is not. She's - well, she's... never mind," Lance
shook his head.: Fred and Todd began to pick on Lance in earnest, leaving Pietro
alone. Grateful, he finished his apple.: Glancing up at Wanda, he was startled to see her staring at him.
"What?" He asked.: "Nothing."; "You don't just stare at a person for no reason, Wanda."; "I was just wondering what goes on in that foolish head of yours,
is all," Wanda smiled.: "Foolish?" Pietro frowned. "I am certainly nothing like that.
Not really, at least," he added quietly. Glancing over at the other guys,
he saw they were still busy. "Wanda, believe it or not, I'm glad you're here.
Even if you do hate me now.": "Oh, really?" she arched an eyebrow over an eye as blue as his
own.: "Yeah, really. I missed you. I kept hoping Fa- HE would say
that you were fine now, and bring you home. I'd ask him every other day.
'When are you going to get Wanda, Father? When is she coming home? Are you
going right now?'. I think I drove him half insane.": "Can't take someone somewhere they already live," Wanda told him.; "Yeah, well," Pietro shrugged, not exactly knowing how to answer
that. "Something's been missing ever since. I know it sounds corny, but
I've missed having you in my life.": "Then why didn't you do something about it then?!" Wanda
shouted, standing up.: "You think I didn't WANT to, Wanda?! For God's sake, I WATCHED
as they took you away from me, and I couldn't DO anything! HE was there!"
Pietro shouted back, not noticing the boys having stopped their rowdy discussion
and staring at the two of them.: "You could have fooled me! You just STOOD there!!!" She
countered.: "Again, what the hell could I do? He told me you needed the
help! That you'd come back to us feeling better! And I was only ten years
old!! That's basically NOTHING in the adult world, Wanda! How could I WANT you
gone?! You're my TWIN!": "Not that it meant anything to you," Wanda snarled.; "It means everything to me," Pietro said quietly in return. "Did
then, and it does now.": "I don't believe you!" Wanda shrieked. She flung out her hands,
and Pietro found himself going backwards, very rapidly, until he hit the