Summary: Does the magic could go wrong? So many happy endings filled with magic and the magic just make a slip priming these two brothers, Leah & Seth ... Coping with the slip?
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Magic Slip
There was no turning back, once their eyes met at a point were found adamant that the reason he escaped from his chest, giving way to great feeling, it hurt, hurt and that even so, gave hope, excitement and joy. "But how did this happen? It's my brother! "Thought the little gray wolf to the last breath of conscience he thought he had left. She was afraid, but how not to feel?
had been imprinted on his brother Seth.
The little she grew up, smiling, to wipe away the tears he smiles deposit, which now was a man, and not only that, the man she loved with all his strength. The man whose feelings were vague, confused, frightened, whose only rational thought was "this is wrong"
primer matched, watched by eyes, pain for pain, confusion and confusion. Seth just wanted to kiss her, slammed into a large tree and make it yours, but I knew that was not right, that the wolf whose thoughts perfectly understood was nothing more and nothing less than his sister.
Does the magic could go wrong? So many happy endings and now full of magic, the magic just make a slip priming to these two brothers.
She was tired of suffering, of seeing the mourn ... Were not perfect, did not fit? They knew they could be very different, while accurate, they knew what made him angry, what gave them joy, small eyes that would give encouragement, everything, and now they were brothers, two bodies of different magnets, attracted against the force of reason, regardless of the bonds 'moral', much less the blood belonging to both bodies.
But what matter? It was no longer the royal blood that the organs of his body, he pumped their hearts, and that blood was not circulating in her veins, which held her body against the floor, was the love they felt.
That love was the one who breathed, who ran his veins burned flesh, the love they felt was what their hearts pumping, which held them against the ground, which flowed in their veins, which royal wishes, that love was everything.
censoring ... but after all, real.
been looking, imagining that real love that filled their chests with excitement, fantasizing about that smile that lifted, sincere, sweet, loving and friendly. Dreaming of that hug would remove their concerns, devising a person who would, his person ... the ideal.
Utopia dream, and are now facing.
Listening to their thoughts, two werewolves molded to be consumed by his love and passion, also for pain. Was heard, exactly perceived his embarrassment, his thoughts were more united, stronger, robust and secure in that it could not be true, it was just a dream tearing and burning each step pore.
panic mingled with the desire to hug, kiss, to feel close to, if, with a treacherous desire to love without stopping.
Devils! If only I could bleed, remove everything that bound genetically trickle her sorority, destroying their blood relationship once and for all and just want no brakes.
Ironically, stupid and even pathetic, to love someone and be loved in return was the most difficult, they are, they love, but why can not do it literally? Why is this something that restrains? Why there is always that fuckin mountain in the fucking way that prevents them from meeting?
In this case, the fuckin mountain was nothing that simple cells with an affinity, were sisters, their fuckin Cell mother left the same body, of his mother, the good and innocent lady who had no idea that his creatures were about to get caught, and it was not to fight as often did when they were kids.
not understand how in just seconds, which seemed eternity, the werewolf who had to face, with eyes moist and grief had become the center of their universe. The coat color with a perfect sand it with his gray hair, silky and shiny, both with a seed of a great love that grew ephemerally no buts, of course, in addition to the tangled knot in your throat and a voice that haunted fucking saying "This can not happen."
However, that love, real, neat, contraindicated, stubborn, narrow, stubborn, foolish, exaggerated and delirious shouting "If you can spend, because they love and after all, that's all that matters"
But how to choose which voices to heed? How do you choose between reason and heart? Between a magic call between the primer and ruled by man, which is supposed to be moral?
stapling felt his love, clinging to his soul as a castaway clinging to their lifeline, knowing that never let her go because without it morirla.
And so, to know the effects of priming, could not be being away from each other. But now was different, now I felt. Vivian with the burning flesh, not wanting to separate, the mere idea of \u200b\u200bbeing away from them was unbearable, cruel, inhumane and even sadistic. The single fucking idea he knew they had to fire to the flames on their bodies, burning them with every thought that denying that love, charring their bodies with the sole intention to disengage his eyes, disengage what was to be a penetrating gaze, complicated and dazed.
was too strong, this feeling grew by just breathing, increased with the mere thought of each letter to form a single word, took possession of their bodies with every involuntary movement and subtle.
Everything was devoted to that body, in this mystical being who loved and with whom they were face to face. Every breath, body and soul was made for being who loved wildly and for no apparent reason.
no longer had the strength or desire, their bodies in unison were reassuring, releasing all the air wolf, getting rid of the grip comfortably irrational out of that state which had led to love. Their bones were getting smaller, making the pain was pressed against her breasts violently and without acquittal. Suffering also took possession of the blood that united damn, this obstacle that only hurt deeply.
Seth
note to this exotic beauty, which previously looked like his sister, which now looked like "his wife" under the laws of the mystical and heart, as they shouted their bones and every particle of skin, skin burning with desire now to just see it.
His sharp turns copper color with a perfect, her legs delineated, firm and long, rounded breasts, proportionate and firm, with shiny black hair falling down her back and shoulder slightly, her voluptuous body and sexy shit! How these attributes had not noticed it before? "Oh, it's because your sister is an idiot!"
And of course, Seth did not stay behind and awakening passion most lawless in the body of Leah. Your abs, their shapes, their strong arms and warm had so often enveloped his member, symmetrical and fucking pin. "Oh, Leah, You disgust, as you might look at your brother like that," she scolded over and over again, closing his eyes trying to forget the perfection of the body of Seth, the sexy and exciting body of his brother Seth.
Leah's eyes began to shine and moisture of the tears that would not leak and that will hurt like Seth as hell, wanted to reach out, embrace it, but how to avoid it without kissing? Knew that if only one step was not enough to kiss her, the mantle would endorse in the dark, mysterious and mocking of the night.
How to speak, as even look in the face again? They could not simply act as if nothing had happened, as if not belonging after exchanging thoughts are after their souls met and shared their entire heart.
Seth sneaks into the body of Leah, is realized when the touch of her fingers made her hand tingle throb of a restless and rhythmic.
-Seth ... "he began it, with broken voice, broken, undoubtedly filled with a painful love down in the depths of her womb. She felt his hand on hers, his heart jumped agitated and instantly got nervous, now how to play without wanting to own their bodies completely, as a woman wants the man she loves? The woman, hurt and dismayed remove the hand of his brother sharply.
If only it were that easy away that love, if it were as easy as removing your hand from hers, but no, that love was stuck, like a nail in the tormentera, resisting all the hurricanes that hurt its edges surface wetting and soaking rain, heavy rain, yet the nails were tied to hardwood, fulfilling his duty to protect. Wounding and creating a hole in the hardwood (Better known as the poor heart of these brothers) but still protecting that love, preventing escape each Ventola, simple-damaging and protecting, and defending hurting.
Leah But this snub was not enough, and Seth had touched the skin of your hands, smooth, electrifying, and docile, but at this time were on the defensive. Seth did not want near him, did not want him, not even want to think about, and it hurt like a thousand demons, just trying not to see it was hurting deeply.
All very fast, deep, unreal and cruel, perhaps, sometimes, that's life. Stumble, but how to get up if you feel crushes you pain? One so strong and big that embarrasses your lungs and heart. How the hell stand up?
and stubborn fool, Seth returned to play, but this time, Leah glared at him, with some hints of confusion and fear.
- Seth not touch me, I can not, I am not satisfied with just that and I can not ask for more! -Sob the werewolf, sad and sincere in frustration I need more than that! I can not let you touch me if you all end up in that tiny touch! - Whining, making Seth's heart against his chest was compressed moaning in pure pain.
and really understand the pain, he knew, a touch is simply not enough. But as he learned to love a few minutes ago and it was goodbye to love? "It's your sister" No, that voice in your head bitch known as the conscience does not work, did not create the slightest feeling of guilt in his heart.
"Is your sister" Nope, that fuckin voice not blame the time to look at that body exotic, beautiful, exciting and sublime with an unerring desire to have her at that moment, a desire that burned in his blood as thousand demons, drying her throat and lips. A normal desire, a desire of man to a woman, no matter what a stupid voice yelling "Is your sister"
Without even thinking twice Leah took her waist firmly strapped to your body, your skin will interpenetrate instantly. Leah's breasts were pressed against the stone breast of his brother in a fucking exciting, his hands felt hot, with a soft brush and burned and consumed internally.
"You're right, it is not enough," Seth whispered these words, his voice hoarse with desire that he spent his throat and affixes his lips to Leah collided causing an explosion in the union sparks angry mouths, thirsty and crazy for love. His lips moved almost wildly while Seth's hands were not still on his hips, were up by soft goose bumps by the rubbing of her brother to put on your waist and tighten against.
The touch of the burning, ever wanted to own desire to have someone but he was also furious desire to move away from, which grew and became increasingly angry, because he knew that she had already tasted the elixir violent and kisses not give up that, by more than would like, but they were brothers, but that would restrain it ... just do not quit. Rodeo
Seth's neck with his hands, deepening a kiss full of sentiments that were burning on your skin and your heart pumping strong. They were kissing as if it were your last, as if about to die or the world will veer from head to toe, with an overwhelming despair and disturbing, eager to feel, to taste the forbidden until your body to get drunk immense and unmistakable flavor of love sick and angry.
Leah's breasts pressed against the strong chest seductively Seth and this causes a tingling pleasant and exciting as going crazy, what to feel anxious about much more than her breasts, I wanted to try sometimes insatiable, sucking, biting and more ... and twisted thoughts just got their member was tightening up to be a nuisance torturer because he knew that would not go down even if I put in a fuckin ice cube. Leah
tense at the moment he felt, his thoughts were down there while his hands gripped her neck tightly, holding his hands and trying to retain the desire to lower his hands through his torso, entirely caress it, feel it once and for all, but more tempted her infatuated idea full of desire, to have within it, moving to the rhythm of the swaying of her hips easily, as was already wet as an oasis.
If, as the oasis that Seth needed to quench the thirst of pleasure from his penis, which grew deeper every time the kiss intensified, burning inside, burning in their blood drawn by a crazy eager to unite, to join them , alliance and be a single be. Seth
Leah grabbed firmly by the waist and affixes his body against a tree almost abruptly, leaving her locked in his strong and warm arms, leaving her chained to the fiery kiss ... without any chance to escape the prison of that love unbalanced and perhaps, somewhat paranoid. That
extremely excited to Leah, this movement was so hot cornered and unexpected, without guilt or shyness, the pressure of the tree in his back alone Seth pushed her to the invisible fire burn in their surroundings and that to burn with the purest passion, unbridled desire, and love more twisted and exuberant.
Seth opened his eyes as Even the kiss went on and admire the body of Leah glittering in the dim moonlight, just beautiful, her hair, her hips, her long legs and defined, her breasts, her curves, her skin, all of that American Beauty will was extremely attractive, the night wrapped in a cloak of seduction, the sound of the sea crashing against the rocks, the light of the stars shining in their skins, cold wind gusts that urged them to warm body to body, the magic of primer ... everything conspired to make love tonight, was more than a desire to see the moon of love, much more than a conspiracy of the universe, it was just magic, just pure love.
Leah play Seth's face with his hands and then put his hands on his neck, pulling him toward his lips and kissed him passionately, her lips parted and Seth put his tongue in her mouth moist, gently moved against hers, tasting everything in mouth, the kiss was the most sublime and passionate kiss that both remembered, so pure, so passionate and sweet at once, just perfect.
The kiss under the intensity until it becomes soft and sweet, Leah opened her eyes and saw Seth watching her, smiled slightly, she loved to see her, loved her kisses, she loved your hands on your skin, slowly broke the kiss and they were forehead to forehead softly.
whisper "I love you Seth gently, the sound of those two words put Leah's heart beat excessively, were the sweetest words coming from his mouth and his brother's sexy ... it was a "boom" violent in his chest.
"I whisper I love you, Leah, approaching Seth's lips and pressing lightly with your mouth.
"We must run away, go away where we can begin again where we are not brothers ... Leah began, scratching his throat the word" brothers "- Where we can rest assured no matter what others think ... Do you think that is too bad we do?
-Leah, Who cares? That fuck the world! Do you think anyone gets to thinking about what is good or bad? If everything went well, never would this world, if we love it because fate wanted it that way as well, is there a law that forbids us to love?
"The sky," said Leah short and tearful voice.
- Nevertheless sin Who cares if you're immortal and that "law" never come? "An argument Seth, flirtatious and playful making a smile crossed the face of Leah.
"You're right, fuck the world, we love and at least on my part will not allow it to break," said Leah and bit her lip nervously as he felt that a bold confession.
"I do not allow it, from today you are mine and I am completely yours, I love you" whispered Seth approaching Leah giving a sweet kiss as always, put your heart beating like crazy Leah.
Magic is clear, the primer of them was not a slip, it was just what I was preparing a surprise destination.
They hugged tightly, knowing you'll never be lost, the breathing the aroma of soft hair Leah Leah nostalgic and grateful to have the relief they perceived to be in the arms of Seth, was stupid but I felt that his life before that night and not exist, that all the pain was gone to hell and that all important was the man she loved, Seth, no matter who you like or who does not.
(Obvious, is a fiction so that the magic was not accurate according to Meyer) Ushh, I hope you enjoyed it, I'm really asustadita jajaja always ask me what if anything happened like that? Stop wandering and I wrote myself. I wrote it with all my heart beautiful, I hope you like it and I made the bulls full of red tomatoes = D (Meets tomorrow horita but I'm not good with programming inputs, in fact I did and was published (uff was so surprised : (I leave here some hours ago)
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