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Post by Nita on Mar 2, 2016 1:53:54 GMT
(OOC in the fic both Mira and Narcisse are 17 years old <3)
Narcisse woke up with a wince, he must have had too much to drink the night before. He grumbled and slid out of bed, Mira would be waking up soon and she needed him in order to get dressed. He had taken full responsibility of taking care of Mira since they were kids and his parents were more then understanding. His mother would sometimes get a reminiscent look in her eyes whenever he assisted Mira. She had mentioned a few times that she and his father had been much the same when they were younger. Naveen wasn't his biological father, but he was every bit a father figure to Narcisse. His real father was somewhat distant but he was never rude or mean to him, and he treated Mira with kindness and respect which was really all that mattered to Narcisse. So long as Mira was treated with the love that she deserved then Narcisse was happy, although he had had to step in more then a few times when some of the village idiots tried anything. He was constantly making sure that she was safe and sound even though he knew it sometimes annoyed her. He slipped on some tight black pants and a white shirt that clung to his muscles. Both Naveen and Nero made sure that he remained in top physical condition, and it didn't hurt that some of the girls seemed to like it. Although he never really paid any of the girls any mind, the only woman he had eyes for was Mira. He ran a hand through his hair and then sighed, wondering if he should shave the stubble on his chin or not but then decided against it. Besides he could always tease Mira with his scruff, she was so adorable when she got all flustered. He stepped out of his room and knocked on the door before he slipped inside. "How's my sleeping beauty?" He asked as he shut the door behind him. Mira's hearing was better then his and she had probably had heard him before he had actually knocked.
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Post by Naveen on Mar 2, 2016 2:19:16 GMT
Mira's body stretched in her bed, the sheets slowly slipping from her body. Her lavender silk nightgown slipped up her body as she wiggled on the bed to reveal her lacy lavender underwear. She whimpered as her hands slid up above her head and under the pillow, her charm bracelet dangling as she moved. Her parents had made her promise to never take it off and she never planned to. It was beautiful, even if she couldn't see it, she knew it was. Her dreams were gradually getting more and more erotic the older she got and they all seemed to center around one person: Narcisse. She laid naked on her bed, her hands being held over her head in a possessive manner as she felt lips trailing down her neck. His stubble scratched her skin and it made her heart pound in want. Her hips bucked against him, begging for attention when his fingers suddenly thrust into her area and she moaned in excitement. He slid her nipple into his mouth and she sucked in a breath as her body arched into him. "Narcisse..." A breathy moan escaped her lips as she breathed his name when the sudden sound of her door clicking shut forced her awake. Mira gasped as she shot up into a seated position, her face flushed from her dream. Her long black curls bounced around her head as she looked towards the door and her hands shook as she grabbed the sheets and pulled them towards her body. "N-Narcisse? What time is it?" She could feel how hot her skin was and she prayed that it didn't show. Narcisse always took care of her every single day, she would hate to ruin what she had with him because of a few silly dreams. She shimmied until her nightgown covered her body and then pushed the blankets off of her body, swinging her legs so the hung off the side of the bed.
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Post by Nita on Mar 2, 2016 2:40:02 GMT
Narcisse froze when Mira moaned his name in a way that instantly made his member react. He inwardly cursed the fact that he was wearing tight leather pants as it wasn't helping his problem. "I...um it's seven in the morning, same time as usual." He said with an attempt at his usual tone, he didn't want to make Mira feel self-conscious after all. His eyes wandered her form and he swallowed hard as he took in her flushed, dusky skin and her slightly disheveled nightgown. All in all she looked lovely and he was finding it hard to breathe, Mira always caught his attention without even having to try very hard. "Your hair's all tangled again...looks like I'll have to braid it." He said as lightly as he could manage. He was all at once grateful that she couldn't see just how aroused he was by her. Mira was so innocent he hoped that she really wouldn't be able to register just how hard he was in that moment for when he would brush out her hair and then braid it. He moved to open her drawer as he sorted through her clothes, "Do you want to wear a dress or maybe something a little more casual?" He asked as he tried to keep his attention on the clothes even though the clothes were the last thing on his mind. He knew he should feel guilty for thinking of his own twin sister in this way but she was so gorgeous. He'd become very possessive of her and he knew that there were some in his family who were already aware of his feelings towards Mira, but he was never scolded. Just being in the same room alone with her was becoming more difficult, he wanted to show her just how much he loved her. He blinked, it was the first time he'd ever considered the fact that he might have deeper feelings for her then that of a normal brother. Yet if any other man so much as looked at Mira with lust he was quick to let them know she was off limits. It was probably wrong of him to be so possessive, but he couldn't help it.
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Post by Naveen on Mar 2, 2016 3:13:13 GMT
Mira shook her hand and lazily ran a hand through her hair as she stretched. Her other hand rested at the corner of her mouth as she yawned. "Seven...it feels like so much earlier.." She whined and as she pulled her arm back down, her charm bracelet tugged at her hair and she winced. "Ouch..." Somehow, she had managed to get herself untangled while Narcisse moved to get her clothes. At his question, she tilted her head thoughtfully to the side as she leaned back on her arms and lightly kicked her feet like she always did every morning. "Hmm...I think I want a dress today. Is my favorite one there?" She looked over in his direction, hoping that it was. After all, today was a special occasion. It was her and her twin brother's birthday. Her favorite dress was a beautiful cream as her mother described it with a lovely flowing skirt. The top rested just below her shoulders as delicate ruffles covered her chest. It came with a golden belt that would rest on her waist and a long chain that held an amber jewel at the bottom of it. Out of all her dresses, it was the most comfortable one she had and Narcisse always told her that she looked beautiful in it. Mira pushed herself off the bed and onto her feet, using the bed to keep her stable as she stood. Narcisse didn't like it when she would get up on her own but she wanted to try and help him as much as she could. After all, he helped her every second of the day..he had since they were three but she could never quite return the favor. Her fingers tugged at the bottom of her nightgown as she tried to lift it over her head. The cold air hit her bare breasts and she shivered from the feeling. It also felt a little cold between her legs and she frowned. Narcisse always gave her a fresh pair every morning but she wondered why it was cold down there...that didn't happen everyday, mostly after she had her dreams but they were a rarity. She continued to tug at the nightgown but it got stuck somewhere around her head and she let out a desperate sigh. Now she probably looked like an idiot trapped in her own clothing...One last tug and she felt her legs wobble. Mira gasped as she realized that she was falling and braced herself for impact.
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Post by Nita on Mar 2, 2016 3:43:08 GMT
Narcisse grinned back at Mira, "That's cause you were having a pretty intense dream." He said the words leaving him before he could stop them. At her question he frowned and moved to her walk in closet, her favorite dress was indeed hanging there. "Yes it is, you'll be the loveliest woman there wearing it." He said and took the dress from off it's hanger. He could hear Mira trying to take her dress off and hurried up, he heard her gasp then and he was there in a flash. His arms managed to catch her but they wound up accidentally groping her bare breasts before he hastily slid them higher up under her arms to hold her. The feeling of her bare breasts under his fingertips had definitely not helped his problem one bit. He glanced down and nearly froze when he saw that she wasn't wearing any underwear whatsoever...was she trying to turn him on? A needy sound escaped him when he saw how wet she was there, Gods he wanted her. "What happened to your um..underwear?" He asked praying to all the Gods that she couldn't hear just how aroused he was. "And I thought you would wait for me to help you." He said as he moved her into a standing position before he gently eased her nightgown up and off of her. His waist pressed up against hers and he was sure that she could feel how hard he was...hell he hoped she knew just how badly he wanted her. His eyes took in her naked form and he had a very hard time tearing himself away from the tempting sight. He made sure that she could stand straight before he moved to get her a change of underwear and a bra. He grabbed a silky pair of underwear and a strapless bra for her before he moved towards her side and knelt down so he was nearly eye level with her area "Here." He said in a slightly gruff voice as he gently moved her hand so she could lean on him while he helped her into her fresh pair of underwear. He tried not to think about just how close he was to her but his fingertips betrayed him as they trailed along her thighs as he pushed the underwear up.
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Post by Naveen on Mar 2, 2016 4:10:18 GMT
Mira felt her cheeks flush when she suddenly felt Narcisse rush to her and his hand groped her breast before he caught her arms. Her arms wrapped around him as she clung to him, her heart pounding in her ears. "I'm so sorry...I was just trying to make it easier on you. I-" Though when he mentioned that she wasn't wearing underwear, she gasped and one hand shot down to her hips to search for the lace but nothing was there. "I um, oh gods.." She whispered, her face flushing in embarrassment. Narcisse had given her a pair when she went to bed...where were they? A surprised gasp flew past her lips when he pressed his hips against hers and she felt a warm bulge against her skin. She tilted her head down and bit her bottom lip as some of her hair fell in her face. When Narcisse let her go and moved back to the dresser, she leaned over the bed and moved her hand over the sheets trying to find her underwear. She felt the lace and as she grabbed them, they felt cold and wet and she instantly tugged her hand back. Why were they wet? Her cheeks flushed, realizing that it was wet between her legs..that must be what happened. Mira heard her brother suddenly speak and she flinched, realizing that he had another pair of underwear for her to put on. Her hands rested on his shoulders as she slowly lifted one foot and slid it into the silk. Once that leg was in, she lifted her other and started to pull them up but Narcisse beat her to it and pulled them up to her hips. She could feel his warm breath against her thighs and then his fingertips and her body shivered. It reminded her of her dream and how his fingers had touched her then. She let out a shaky breath as her fingers lightly released his shoulders and she bit her bottom lip as she looked down towards him.
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Post by Nita on Mar 2, 2016 4:36:19 GMT
Narcisse bit down on his bottom lip when he got a sudden whiff of Mira's scent. It was so heady and he wanted nothing more then to taste her...she wasn't that far away after all. His fingers dragged along her soft skin as he pulled her underwear up around her, making sure that it wouldn't irritate her. "There...now for your bra." He said as he ran a hand along her leg before he stood up. Her skin felt just as smooth there and he was having a hard time not doing something inconsiderate like kiss her senseless. He made sure she was steady before he carefully slipped her bra on and made sure it was fastened properly. The bra only made her breasts look that more tempting and he wanted nothing more then to make her his in every sense of the word. His eyes moved and landed on the pair of underwear that lay on the bed, the pair that Narcisse had given Mira last night. "I see you found your underwear, I can take it to get cleaned." He said and picked them up and nearly froze when he felt just how wet they were. He swallowed hard his member becoming even more aroused by the second as he realized that she really must have had a wet dream then. He inwardly cursed, this really wasn't helping him or his urges in any way. "I'll get your dress." He said awkwardly and hurried to pick it up from off the floor, he stuffed Mira's panties into his back pocket to free his hands as he gathered the dress. Thankfully there weren't any wrinkles and he made his way back to Mira with it in his hands.
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Post by Naveen on Mar 2, 2016 4:54:03 GMT
Mira nodded at his words and lifted her arms just a tad so he could slip the bra around her form. She could feel his eyes on her body and her face flushed, imagining him like he had been in her dream. Though when she heard him mention the underwear, she froze and held out her hand. "Oh no, it's alright I can clean them myself." The last thing she wanted was for him to feel how soaked they were. She was already so embarrassed that he had seen her like that, he didn't need to feel it too. Mira sighed and leaned against the bed as he moved to get her dress. She heard him come back and and lifted her arms up over her head as he lowered the dress onto her. Once it was on, she slipped her arms into the arm holes and adjusted the fabric until it felt like it was in the right place. Thankfully it wasn't a dress that needed laces and her father had it specially made for her so it fit perfectly. Mira reached down and grabbed the belt that hung from the hanger and fastened it around her waist, remembering exactly how to work the clasp. The hardest part was getting her undergarments and dress on so she was grateful the Narcisse could help her with that but the accessories were her favorite part. Her fingers lightly traced over the golden leaf design of the belt before she felt around for the necklace and slipped it around her neck. All that was left was for Narcisse to help her with her hair and her shoes and then she was ready. A sudden realization hit her and she looked over at him with a concerned look. "I'm sorry...you're spending so much time helping me get ready...do you need to get yourself ready? I can manage the rest on my own if you need to leave." She nervously tugged at the skirt of her dress as her fingers felt the fabric like she always did when she was nervous.
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Post by Nita on Mar 2, 2016 5:06:35 GMT
Narcisse was tugged out of his thoughts as Mira spoke to him, "Oh I'm already dressed, besides you know I like braiding your hair." He said and teasingly tweaked her nose with his fingers. He took in the dress that she currently wore and felt his member instantly respond, he was so hard and his pants were terribly constricting. "Here." He said gently and moved her to sit on the bed while he grabbed the hair brush and hair ties from the dresser. Once he had them, he moved and slid up behind her on the bed and positioned himself so he was comfortably situated. He took the brush and started gently working it through the tangles in her hair. It was a routine he was familiar with and he enjoyed brushing her hair mostly because he got to spend more time with her. "I forgot to tell you earlier, happy birthday." He said and leaned down to press a gentle kiss against her neck, not quite able to stop himself from doing so. He let his lips linger there a little longer then he probably should have before he pulled away and went back to gently brushing out her hair. "You excited for the party tonight? I heard that there's going to be a band, and I was thinking maybe later today I could teach you how to dance. I know it's short notice but I know you've been wanting to learn for awhile." He said quietly not entirely sure how she'd respond.
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Post by Naveen on Mar 2, 2016 5:27:54 GMT
Mira giggled as he tweaked her nose and easily followed him as he moved her to sit on the bed. She adjusted herself so her legs were crossed beneath her dress and she smoothed out the skirt around her. Her favorite parts of the mornings were when he helped her brush her hair. It was a task she could do easily herself but she could tell that he enjoyed it. He was always so gentle, no matter how tangled her hair got. If it was considerably bad, her father would try to help but ever since he had made her cry on accident once when she was five, Narcisse always insisted on doing it for her. At his words, she felt a smile come to her face but when he pressed his lips against her neck, she shivered and a needy sound came past her lips. She quickly shut her mouth and cleared her throat, hoping that Narcisse didn't hear her. The gesture was sweet but it immediately brought back memories of her dream and she could feel her area throbbing as if it was begging to be touched by him. "And happy birthday to you.." She sang sweetly at him and smoothed a loose hair behind her ear when it fell in front of her face. It was something she did every year ever since she was a child. She always felt silly just saying it, like it didn't mean enough, so she always sang it. When he mentioned a band and dancing, she instantly perked up and grinned as she clapped her hands together. "Oh that sounds like so much fun but..are you sure I can do it? Isn't that stuff for...well.." She broke off and looked down towards her hands, her fingers nervously playing with the fabric of her skirt again. In order to dance, you had to be able to see and well...she was lacking in that area. The only reason she had an idea of what Narcisse or her parents looked like was because every once in a while they would let her feel their faces so she could picture them. Narcisse she knew better than anyone because of the amount of time they spent together. She could picture his face as well as his body, at least down to the waist. As for the other people in their village, she had no idea what any of them looked like. She knew their voices by heart but that was it. Some of the boys would tease her for being blind and she could always hear the girls whispering around her. It broke her heart that she wasn't normal like everyone else but over the years, she had slowly started to accept it but she was still working on it. A few times she would ask her mother why she was born different but all her mother would say was that it was because she was special.
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Post by Nita on Mar 2, 2016 5:42:27 GMT
Narcisse nearly bit down on his lip when that sweet needy sound escaped her lips. "Why thank you." Hs said as she sang the words to him, her voice was sweet and clear and he loved the sound of it. He couldn't but grin as she clapped her hands in excitement over the news of the band coming but it fell when she mentioned her fears. He knew that she was self-conscious about being blind and he also knew that people in the village talked about her. It made him angry that people were so inconsiderate and hurtful and that it had really taken a toll on Mira's self-confidence. "Hey, you'll be dancing with me remember? And I promise you'll be the best dancer in the entire room, no one will be able to take their eyes off of you." He said but he was being entirely honest when he said it. Mira was graceful and elegant, something that none of the other village girls even had or could hope to compare too. He moved to take her hand in his and gently squeezed it before he raised it up so he could press a gentle kiss on the back of it. "You have nothing to worry about, I'll make sure of it." He promised his words low and husky.
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Post by Naveen on Mar 2, 2016 6:13:29 GMT
Mira felt her worries instantly fade at his words and she shivered as he pressed a gentle kiss against the back of her hand. His words made her gasp..gods, why was she feeling like this today? Was it all because of her dream? She felt her body heating up already and she prayed that he would hurry and finish her hair soon. If this lasted much longer, she wasn't so sure that she could keep herself from doing something stupid. "Thank you..." She whispered and gently leaned into him, wanting to feel his figure behind her. He was always such a comfort to her and knew exactly what to say. Once she was comfortable again, she leaned forward so he could finish braiding her hair. The braid spread down her back and almost reached her ass now. She felt his fingers graze against her lower back and she shivered before slowly pushed herself up off the bed and to her feet. Her dress flowed around her as she stood and she twirled in a little circle like she did every morning when they finished. "Thank you brother...I don't know what I would do without you." She turned towards him and grinned as she leaned down. Mira leaned forward to press a kiss on his cheek but she must not have moved to the side enough and her lips landed directly on his. The sensation was different and then she slowly realized that she had kissed his lips instead of his cheek. She pulled back and raised a hand to her mouth, her face instantly flushing. "Oh I am so sorry, I-I was aiming for your cheek and..." She pressed her lips together in a thin line and stopped herself from stuttering. That had been the first time she had kissed anyone and her heart pounded when she realized that her brother was now her first kiss.
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Post by Nita on Mar 2, 2016 6:47:44 GMT
Narcisse grinned as Mira leaned back against him enjoying the feel of her curves pressing against him. He took his time working out the tangles in her hair before he started braiding it. Mira had long hair just like his mom and his older sister Chel, and he loved running his fingers through it. His fingers danced even lower nearly grazing her ass as he finished up the braid, "All done." He said gently and reluctantly withdrew his hands and watched as she pushed herself off of the bed. His eyes watched as she spun in a neat graceful twirl, her skirts flowing around her and making her look even lovelier. "You don't have to thank me, you know I like braiding your hair." He said smiling up at her and then she kissed him right on the lips. He was unsure of how to react at first as he didn't want to scare her off but he couldn't quite help kissing her back. Her lips were so soft against his and so much better then anything he had ever tasted before. He groaned as she pulled away from him and his eyes landed on her lips which were slightly swollen from having kissed him and he felt pure and utter want fill him in that moment. He cursed and before he could think things through he gently took her hand and pulled her back against the bed. Before she could react he was kissing her again, his lips pressing against her insistently as he slid his hands along her waist and drew her closer against him. His teeth gently nipped and tugged at her lips before he suddenly registered what he was doing and immediately pulled away. "I'm sorry I shouldn't have done that." He apologized, feeling disgusted with himself for having practically assaulted her. "I should go." He mumbled and gently slid past her to hurry to the door.
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Post by Naveen on Mar 2, 2016 13:05:48 GMT
Mira suddenly felt her brother's hand in hers and she was pulled up against the bed to him. She could feel his legs resting on both sides of her body before he was suddenly kissing her again. A small whimper passed her lips at how he kissed her. It made her feel weak at the knees and it didn't help when his hand slid down her waist. She gasped as his teeth gently tugged at her lips and she felt her body instantly respond to him. Her hands ran down his chest, her heart racing when all too soon, he pulled away just as fast as he had pulled her near. Mira felt her face flush and she found it hard to breath as every part of her shook in want for him. "No..it's fine, I..I liked it." She whispered when he apologized but then she heard him say he was going to leave and her heart sank. Mira lifted her skirt so she could follow after him, following the sound of his feet against the ground. "Narcisse, wait, you don't have to-" A gasp left her as she suddenly felt dizzy and her feet staggered across the ground. She reached for something to grab on to but she knew that she was in the middle of the room and there was nothing to catch her. Her ears started ringing and she whimpered as her knees gave out and she was suddenly falling. Mira wasn't even sure that Narcisse was still in the room with her but she prayed that he was. This was the first time that this was happening and she was scared.
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Post by Nita on Mar 2, 2016 15:04:47 GMT
Narcisse had almost left when Mira's voice stopped him, he had his hand resting on the knob as he debated. Just then she broke off and he could hear her start to fall, nothing else mattered in that moment and he was barely able to wrap his arms around her as she fell. His body slid to cushion her fall, and his arms wrapped around her waist holding her in a protective embrace. His heart pounded, he had almost been too late to catch her and he silently berated himself. He studied her with intent concern as he slid one hand up to gently cradle her face. "Mira? Are you ok?" He asked. In all the years that they had been together not once had Mira had something quite like this before. It honestly scared him a hell of a lot more then he'd ever admit, he didn't want her to get hurt after all. If he hadn't practically forced himself on her earlier then she wouldn't be in this predicament.
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